Actor, is it a joke?

From the outside, this is a low-key dilapidated one-story house. The white gray exterior wall is peeling off, revealing the rusty red bricks inside. lawn.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the one-month maintenance cost of the lawn in front of the house and the back of the house is equivalent to the annual income of the entire labor force of an ordinary family. manpower...

Tsk, Xu Chengdu leaned on the hideous jeep, squinted his eyes and took a few puffs of cigarettes until he reached the butt, then bent down and leaned his upper body into the car, and extinguished the cigarette end in the drink he had just finished drinking. The mouth of the soda can, then stuffed the cigarette butt into it, took the soda can and threw it away, the green can drew an arc in the air, and fell into the bushes not far away.

He whistled carelessly, the fingertips of his right hand trembling.

"Scar, come in." The man's order came from the radio in his ear.

Xu Chengdu patted the gray-green jacket on his body, and walked into the house with his long legs. The left pocket of the jacket was obviously sunken, and the ferocious iron beast inside was beating his hip bones one after another as he walked.

He walked with his head down, thinking about when he would get an underarm holster at his own expense.

Crossing the lawn, he wiped the sneakers he just bought on the doormat twice, and then Xu Chengdu opened the door and walked in.

Compared with the exterior, the interior decoration of the house can be said to be magnificent and resplendent. This resplendent is just the superficial meaning. Anything that can be made of gold will never use other materials, such as chandeliers, vases, and ceramic tiles. To a visitor, he showed his strong financial resources and courage, as well as his flamboyance and banditry.

Xu Chengdu walked around calmly, the living room was empty, so he walked slowly towards the innermost bedroom, the surveillance camera moved slowly with his movements, making a slight creaking sound of the machine.

The bedroom door was wide open, and there was the sound of shower water. Xu Chengdu stopped at the door and raised his head. At the same time, his left eyebrow was slightly raised.

On the bed facing the door, lay a beautiful senior call girl, blond, naked, with only a narrow Persian blanket on her slender waist, she looked up at the door, When he saw the person coming, he was surprised at first, and then he burst into a warm smile, and he worked harder to raise his round buttocks higher, and squeezed the chest stuck on the white sheet into a more blood-pulsating shape.

It's the gesture that every active and confident woman makes when she sees a man full of testosterone, a silent but universal invitation.

Only this time, this proud little peacock turned on the wrong screen.

Xu Chengdu glanced at her indifferently, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The woman immediately put down her flattering and delicate face, and got into the quilt.

However, he couldn't see that person, but his appearance immediately appeared in his mind.

Clean and neat short hair, tall and straight nose, a mole above the left eyebrow, moderately thick lips, slightly raised upper lip, and a dent in the middle of the lower lip, which makes people want to stick their own lips on it fill it up.If it weren't for the scar that snaked from the center of the brow to the mandible on the right face, and the sharp eyes, he should be a female killer with a 100% success rate.The woman hid under the quilt and thought impatiently, is it called scar because of that scar?

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped abruptly, and a fat middle-aged man came out wearing a bath towel. The woman's eyes quickly flashed disgust, and she immediately climbed out and put on the bathrobe, and put it on with a smile. Squeeze out the honey.

"Here?" The middle-aged man embraced her and sat on the sofa, plopped his feet on the coffee table, lit a cigar, and was surrounded by smoke. His complexion didn't look very good, and he had done too much exercise on the bed. That's not good.

Xu Chengdu walked in from the door, stood still in front of the man, and called "Brother Qin".

Qin Yan stared at him with triangular eyes for a while, then intentionally or unintentionally glanced at his right hand hanging by his side, "How is your hand recovering?"

Xu Chengdu smiled wryly, and said concisely, "It's useless."

"It's okay, follow me, even if you're paralyzed, you're still superior. Don't worry, as long as I, Qin San'er, have a bite to eat, you won't be hungry." Qin Yan frowned and puffed on his cigar until sparks burst out.

He is able to get along well in Taoism, a large part of the reason is because of his loyalty, not to mention that this scar is a useful subordinate who doesn't talk too much. He has been a little jealous of him before. Who knows that he actually used his hands to block the riot that day? A knife broke the tendon in his hand, but he was also loyal.

Xu Chengdu showed an obvious look of joy, probably because the scars on his face stretched his muscles too tightly, and his joy also seemed faint, "Thank you, Brother Qin, for looking up to me."

Outside, the cleaning team who maintained the lawn came, and the bodyguards searched them one by one, and let them in after making sure they were safe.

The cleaning staff were all fully armed, with white masks covering most of their faces. One of them, with a bunch of dull hair on his head, sprinkled some water and walked towards the bushes on the edge of the lawn.

"Have you heard the news? A month ago, there was a traitor, Neil's deal failed, and people went in." Qin Yan looked at the hard-working poor people outside through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and said lightly.

Xu Chengdu's heart skipped a beat, and he nodded without changing his expression, "I heard something about it."

"Look it up, which bastard is it? We found it and dragged him into pieces to feed the dogs." The man exhaled a puff of smoke rings, and said it lightly, but Xu Chengdu had no doubts, he said that he would definitely cut it into pieces. Not one more nor one less.

The beauty nestled in his arms was still flirting with Scar just now, but she frowned upon hearing this, and her slender hands holding the soot trembled slightly.

"I know." Xu Chengdu bent down respectfully, and lowered his voice, "Then...tonight's actions..."

"Proceed as originally planned."

"However, the inner ghost hasn't been caught yet. If something goes wrong..." Xu Chengdu hesitated, but he still offered his suggestion, "Why don't we wait and see?"

"When did you become so grumpy?" The middle-aged man laughed, "Don't worry, we know what happened tonight. There are only three of us, including you and me. Don't you believe me? Still don’t believe in football?”

The ball is an old man who has been in this organization for more than ten years, Xu Chengdu immediately looked relieved, "You are joking, even if I doubt myself, I dare not doubt you and Lord Qiu."

The man was noncommittal, hummed twice with a half-smile, and waved his hand.

What did that snort mean? Xu Chengdu didn't figure it out, but because this person often laughed like this, maybe he didn't have any other deep meaning, so he bowed, turned and walked out the door.

As soon as he walked out of the bedroom, there was a woman's exclamation in the room, followed by several gunshots, followed by the sound of heavy objects hitting the ground.

Xu Chengdu calmly glanced at his newly bought sneakers. There were already mud spots on the uppers, which should have been stained by the lawn just now.

The professional cleaning team cleaned it up very efficiently, and left with tool bags, large and small. Xu Chengdu saw the bunch of soaring hairs from a distance, and his eyes flickered.

"What did Gray Wolf say?"

In a rental house in an ordinary residential building, there are both men and women. Seven or eight people squatted on the ground regardless of their appearance, staring nervously at a green soda can in the center. The room was filled with a weird mix of instant noodles and sweat. smell.

"What are you doing in a daze, you are tearing it down." Su Kunwu, the youngest, pressed the hair on his head, a little anxious, "I took the pot back, it can't be wrong, see? There are three marks drawn by Brother Xu on it." Road bars, two long and one short."

The chief person in charge of this operation, Deng Man, is a middle-aged woman in her thirties, with a thin chin, and her short hair, which was originally neat and neat, is now disheveled. She really didn't want to spend time taking care of it, so she took a gray peaked cap to cover it. Well, such a decadent appearance couldn't conceal the fierceness on her face from the inside out, she gritted her teeth, "Go!"

This is the information that Comrade Gray Wolf sent out again after a whole month has passed since he sacrificed his right hand. The last time the information let them take out the little boss Neil, who will it be this time?Although everyone was poor and out of shape, everyone's eyes shone with excitement. This was the green light that a hungry beast that had been lurking for a long time would burst out when it smelled the scent of its prey.

Special police officer Shen Nanyang took the can, cut open the can with a saw knife, poured out the contents, pushed aside the cigarette ashes and cigarette butts, found a bunch of paper wrapped in tinfoil, unfolded it, it was a torn piece A small piece of newspaper, with a bunch of intricate cipher symbols in the margins.

"Xiaochang, crack it quickly." The cryptographer was leaning against the window to slurp and eat noodles, when he pressed his neck urgently and moved forward, he put down the spicy instant noodles, wiped his reddened mouth, and adjusted his glasses.

"9p.m, northwest warehouse, collect the net."

After saying a word, the chirping sound in the room disappeared instantly, and it was so quiet that a needle could be heard. The somewhat confused commissioner raised his head and looked around in a daze.

"Are you sure, you said the word "collecting the net?" Deng Man asked.

The commissioner read it twice, compared it carefully, scratched his head, "That's right."

"Sister Man, Qin Yan is dispatched. Is our two-year operation coming to an end?" Su Kunwu insisted on pausing the movements of Luping, and asked with wide-eyed eyes.

Deng Man lifted his peaked cap, blinked his eyes, read the note over and over several times, and confirmed it with Xiao Chang several times, finally took out his mobile phone, and pressed a string of well-known words with his fingertips trembling. Number.

The rest of them stared intently at their boss on the phone, wanting to hold their breath.

"This... This is the branch of the 'Wolf Pack' stationed on the Sino-Russian border. Tonight, we will carry out the final network collection operation and request emergency support from the headquarters."

Deng Man's voice was tense, and he finished speaking in one breath, and the small rental house suddenly burst into applause.

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ps: SCAR: An assault rifle manufactured by Belgian FN company, using 5.56mm and 7.62mm NATO ammunition, with high burst accuracy.

The scars on Xu Chengdu's face in this chapter are of course disguised~