Siheyuan, I want to lie down but I become a tool

As the night deepened, there were fewer pedestrians on the street. Instead, some young people were wandering around arm in arm. However, not only did the vendors not leave, but there were even more of them. Zhang Xingwang just bought some snacks to try and then went back to sleep.

The next day, Zhang Xingwang slept until ten o'clock before getting up. Fortunately, the house was not far away, but unfortunately the address did not specify which building it was. This residential area looked a bit old and it did not look like a place where someone like Lou Zhenghua would live. After all, he moved here a few years earlier and a lot of his belongings should have been transferred here, so he would not be so destitute.

Glancing at the buildings in front of him, Zhang Xingwang couldn't help but smile bitterly. It seemed that he had to continue asking around. This silly guy wasn't sure that he would come, and if he did come, he would suffer.

After asking the residents passing by and the shops nearby for a long time, I finally got two useful words from the owner of a nearby fruit shop. It was said that there was a girl with a similar accent to his who lived here for a while, but he hadn't been seen for a long time.

Zhang Xingwang was a little confused. Did the moth move? Thinking about it, it was not right. The boss said there was only one girl. He had never seen anyone like Lou's father and mother. It was very likely that something had happened.

He couldn't get anything out of the boss, and it seemed that she had moved away. Zhang Xingwang turned around to find a place to eat and wait until the afternoon to stroll around and ask someone.

After watching Zhang Xingwang walk away, the boss quietly picked up the phone, took out a piece of paper from the drawer, and called the number.

Zhang Xingwang spent the whole afternoon trying but didn't find any useful clues. He was still thinking about it until nightfall. He planned to go to the newspaper office tomorrow. Since they have been posting missing person notices, he might as well start from the newspaper office or the payment account and try to follow the clues.

Zhang Xingwang was very low-key in his search for someone, but when he just finished his meal and went out, a few men appeared in front of him. The leader looked at him carefully, put his hand on Zhang Xingwang's shoulder, and said casually:

"Our boss wants to see you, come with us."

Zhang Xingwang was stunned, and pulled the other person's hand away, and asked tentatively:

"Maybe you got the wrong person? I just came here yesterday."

After patiently listening to Zhang Xingwang's hot Cantonese, a few people surrounded Zhang Xingwang impatiently, as if to tell him to think it over carefully.

The leading man was bald and had an inverted oval face. He looked quite ferocious, but with this face shape, he looked like a young lotus with pointed horns. His gangster temperament was immediately reduced by half. He threatened viciously:

"It's you. Come with us."

Zhang Xingwang followed immediately after hearing this. Considering Sha Gezi's address, these people were most likely to cause trouble for Sha Gezi. This was a clue that was delivered to his doorstep...

I followed the men obediently into the alley, and after several turns, I entered an old house. The house was a two-story building with dim lights. The atmosphere was indeed a good place to interrogate people.

Seeing the man behind him lock the door, Zhang Xingwang nodded slightly with satisfaction, then naturally took out a pistol from his pocket, cocked it in front of the dazed eyes of several people, and said slowly:

"Brothers, cooperate with me. I'll ask you questions and you answer them. Don't speak too fast, or it will be hard for me to understand..."

Several people looked at the bright lock on the door, and stood in a row reluctantly. Dao Guazi was obviously unconvinced, and said with a clamorous look on his face:

"I hate people like you who just came here and don't know the rules. If you shoot, you can't leave. There are so many of us, but you only have one gun. The room is so small. If we rush in at once, you won't be able to knock us all down. So I think we should sit down and talk. We can discuss anything..."

"Sorry, it's my problem!"

After Zhang Xingwang finished speaking, he looked at the people who breathed a sigh of relief, silently took out another gun from his "pocket", and demonstrated how to load the gun with one hand in front of their surprised eyes, then pointed the muzzle downwards.

Dao Guazi gave Zhang Xingwang a vicious look, then squatted on the ground skillfully, raised his hands and threatened with reluctance:

"Boss, let's talk it over. If you get fired, you may not be able to escape!"

"How did you know me?"

Dao Guazi looked at the black muzzle of the gun, turned his head away and replied with disdain:

"You ask around for young ladies. It won't be hard to find you."

"Are you and that girl... er... Miss, enemies or friends? Where is your boss?"

"How can I know if he's a friend or an enemy? Our boss will be here soon."

As soon as Dao Guazi finished speaking, several younger brothers nearby became unhappy. They obviously did not believe that Zhang Xingwang would dare to shoot, and they kept shouting that they were just doing the job for money, and that they were members of a gang, so if they knew what was good for them, they would let them go.

The noise gave Zhang Xingwang a headache. With the guidance of Daoguazi, he found the rope they had prepared in advance. After a series of operations, the room became quiet. Only Daoguazi was left squatting on the ground, looking at his subordinates with their hands and feet tied and rags stuffed in their mouths, looking helpless and furious.

The two of them stared at each other for a while. Zhang Xingwang heard a knock on the door, but did not answer. Zhang Xingwang used the muzzle of his gun to signal Dao Guazi to open the door and let the other party in. The guy looked at Zhang Xingwang resentfully, then slowly got up and opened the door.

Seeing the other person's eyes rolling around, Zhang Xingwang reluctantly followed him and stood behind him. Sure enough, he opened the door and ran away.

He should have been betting that Zhang Xingwang wouldn't dare to shoot, but he didn't consider the man outside the door's thoughts. Before Zhang Xingwang made a move, he heard the sound of flesh hitting flesh, and the melon seeds flew back in a flash.

Then two people wearing the same black coats as those in Shanghai rushed in quickly. Zhang Xingwang took two steps back to let the other party in.

The other party was also very particular. One of them pounced on Guazi, and the other one confronted Zhang Xingwang. A closer look revealed that it was actually a woman. Along with the physical blows and the voice of "Boss, don't do it, it's me", the woman opposite reached for her waist, obviously preparing to draw her gun.

So Zhang Xingwang decisively raised his arm and pointed the gun at her. The woman's face changed and she immediately stopped moving.

The man next to him had reacted by now and wanted to take advantage of Zhang Xingwang's unpreparedness to launch a sneak attack. Zhang Xingwang saw this and had an idea. He saw seven or eight flying knives suddenly appear in the dim room and flashed in the dim light. When the man discovered it, the flying knives had already pierced through his clothes. Feeling the great force on his limbs, the man was dragged away by his windbreaker and nailed to the wall with his clothes.

The woman's eyes suddenly turned red with anger, and she rushed over regardless of anything. Then she was nailed into a big character by the flying knife that suddenly appeared...

Zhang Xingwang kicked back Dao Guazi who took the opportunity to escape, walked forward to look at the woman who was struggling to take off her clothes, and just as he was about to reach out for the gun at her waist, he heard a burst of aggrieved Beijing dialect coming from the side.

"One of my own... I am... the mistress..."