dark crossing

Chu Huainan didn't believe it, and looked at him with cold and dangerous eyes.

It is already the limit for him to be polite to a person who repeatedly calls Shen Ting a killer.

Shen Ting gave him a hand, and said leisurely: "Uncle Bei is a person who dares to act."

As soon as the voice fell, the car stopped.It's time to go.

Veron got out of the car first, opened the door and gestured please to Chu Huainan.He is not only daring but also capable of bending and stretching. Chu Huainan is his help to produce zombies as soon as possible. Unlike Song Ci who holds the formula for zombies, he has choices.Sooner or later, Song Ci's formula will be sold. Although the words are nice, if the boy suspects that he killed Song Shi, he still discusses cooperation with him.This proves that the other party may not have a better choice other than him.

But Chu Huainan was different, he didn't need to go through this muddy water at all.

When dealing with important partners who can leave at any time, Veron is cautious and cautious, and he doesn't care if he is wronged by words.

Before Chu Huainan entered the door, Shen Ting grabbed him again, hooked his neck intimately and whispered in his ear.

The bodyguards did not dare to get too close because of Chu Huainan's face.Therefore, only Chu Huainan could hear his voice clearly.

"Don't just stare at me all the time. If you have the time to memorize the process, you must be sure that nothing will go wrong."

Chu Huainan scratched his nose with a smile, pampering and intimacy were palpable: "With me here, don't you feel relieved?"

Shen Ting stared back at him with a smile, and continued flirting in front of the bodyguards.

Xindao: Idiot, it is because you are the one who is here, so I am worried.

The underground factory has indeed started working in good faith.The noise of the machine running was isolated underground by the well-insulated wall panels and doors.

Veron walked in front, leading Chu Huainan down to the ground.Through the protective mask, you can feel the dry and cold air rushing towards your face.

There were dozens of raw material barrels more than last time, and many of the outer packages were covered with dark black skulls, with a striking bright red fork underneath.

Several raw materials used to make drugs are highly dangerous.

Things like ether are extremely volatile and resistant to cold but not heat.Therefore, the temperature in the basement is at least fifteen degrees lower than that outside.

After a while, a mist of water condensed on the mask.

Veron's bodyguards gave Veron a coat, and Chu Huainan held Shen Ting, sticking to his body like a cloak. Shen Ting, who was already wearing long sleeves, didn't feel cold at all, but felt too warm.

Veron's base usually produces synthetic drugs such as ketamine and methamphetamine.Since getting the basic formula of zombies, here will also make zombies in small batches here and there to test the waters of several channels for long-term cooperation.

Because many raw materials for synthetic drugs are strong irritating harmful gases, and a large amount of sour odor will be produced during chemical reactions. These gases are not only unpleasant, but also highly toxic. In the past, there have been cases where drug makers died due to improper storage of raw materials. The news that he died on the spot without wearing the protective gear correctly appeared in the newspapers.

At this moment, more than a dozen workers are busy, and what is being produced is the first version of zombies.

Even with fresh air installed, the smell from the ground is still so smoky that people can't open their eyes.

One of the bodyguards was stunned by the gas dozens of times more irritating than pepper water because he didn't wear his goggles. He covered his eyes and turned and ran towards the exit with tears in his eyes.

Shen listened calmly and looked at the drug-making raw materials that were strictly prohibited from being purchased privately, and then silently nodded the number of people in the venue.Then he winked at Chu Huainan sideways, and seeing Chu Huainan nodded, he "accidentally" pushed the tightly covered goggles and mask open a small gap as soon as he raised his hand.

A strong sour smell poured in along this small slit, and Shen Ting was immediately choked by the pungent smell, his eyes were as red as rabbits, tears could not stop, streaming down his cheeks, It was as if he had been greatly wronged.

Veron was introducing the many benefits of zombies to Chu Huainan, and he frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

Chu Huainan's brows were furrowed even tighter than his, "The goggles aren't on properly, they're smoky, let's go up first."

Veron handed the zombie to a worker wearing a light yellow vest, and gave some instructions to another young man who was weighing. gone.

Chu Huainan supported Shen Ting to go out, Veron followed behind them, and the only remaining bodyguard guarded the team.Chu Huainan took a glance and found that the safety of the rifle in his hand was on and the bullets were loaded.

In order to welcome the "visited guests", a tea room was temporarily arranged on the first floor. The place is small but very elegant. The furniture is made of bamboo, the table is made of bamboo mats, and a rectangular tea tray is placed in the middle.

A West Lake green teapot paired with four green and transparent cups are all themed with the theme of "Happy Eyebrows". The lifelike thrush bird perches on the top of plum blossoms. The painting is good, and the meaning is also good.

Veron is a self-proclaimed cultural person, and usually has a bunch of phoenix eyes and bodhi. His clothes are also very different from ordinary gangster bosses. He is dressed in a blue-gray Tang suit. Just looking at his back, he looks like an educated old man with high aspirations.

But his eyes are very different from those of real cultured people. His real eyes are fierce, with a vicious look born from his heart.

He thought Song Ci was troublesome, and it was rare for Chu Huainan to come, but until now he hadn't said a few serious words to him.

Along the way, Song Ci's situation was full of situations, and he was constantly trying to tear him down.

It's even better now, and his eyes were actually smoked. Chu Huainan, who was supporting him, was so nervous that he couldn't listen to what he said.

"I'm going to the toilet."

The little bastard who was acting as a demon still kept going, and went to the toilet again just in time for his eyes.

Of course, Veron would not accompany him to such a pickled place.He raised his chin to indicate that he was accompanied by the bodyguard whose eyes were also smoked.

Shen Ting rubbed his eyes all the way to the toilet, it was the same hut as last time.

Even though he and Chu Huainan repeatedly described the surrounding situation, Chu Huainan was still shocked by the overly natural and simple hut.

Shen Ting smiled at him: "I haven't seen it before, have I? I'll show you a lot."

In fact, he grew up in the city, and he had never seen this before, until he became an anti-narcotics policeman, and his experience was comparable to "going to the mountains and going to the countryside".In order to catch drug offenders, he went to every corner.In some rural areas, the accommodation conditions are not good. In summer, two wooden mats are laid on the mat, and when you sleep, your mind is full of "horse leather shrouds", which is especially suitable for the occasion.

The tall bodyguards' eyes were swollen from crying from the poisonous gas, and it was funny to try to open their eyes and stare at them.

Shen Ting entered the hut wearing a mask, Chu Huainan, who had a slight obsession with cleanliness, followed him in with a frown, but was pushed out by him.

"Hey, why are you squeezing in when I go to the bathroom? It's not like I haven't read it, just stay on the sidelines."

Chu Huainan shrugged and smiled dotingly and helplessly.

The bodyguard was repeatedly told to be polite to Chu Huainan. Seeing that Shen Ting's tone was so aggressive and his attitude was so mad, he couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Chu, what do you like about him?"

Chu Huainan was quite easy-going, turned his head and said, "Everywhere is fine."

The bodyguard followed Veron, who was well-informed, but it was the first time he saw a handsome and rich man like Chu Huainan.

At this age, Verondu still plays like crazy, and he is surrounded by some crazy friends, especially in sexual matters, one-to-many, which is normal.For them, bed companions are like clothes, and sometimes they wake up without remembering the name of the person lying next to the pillow.

But Chu Huainan seemed to have followed Song Ci's way, and he didn't know what ecstasy soup Song Ci had poured into him, so that he liked it so much that he even lost his stature.

Bodyguards are worthless for him.

People on Veron's side knew a little about Song Ci's romantic affairs.

If this muddy dandy young master hadn't a big brother who could take care of things and left him some capital, on his own, he would be nothing but handsome.Why should Chu Huainan like him so much?

Facing the bodyguard's accusation, the capitalist changed his temper and seemed easygoing, standing at the door talking and laughing with the other party.

Shen Ting locked the door, the suave smile in his eyes narrowed, and with a flick of his hand, the two sabers slipped silently from his sleeves to his palms.

There was a wooden window at the rear, with old-fashioned carved panes covered with opaque glass.Shen Ting easily removed the wooden mortise and tenon with the tip of a knife, and the entire window was removed, which was just wide enough for an adult to barely pass through.

Behind Shen Ting, he jumped out of the window vigorously, with light movements, and the window frame was so clean that not even a footprint was left.

Compared with the one left behind by Veron, the bodyguards watching at the door were obviously not as good. Chu Huainan just casually boasted that his gun was good, so he untied it and held it in his hand for Chu Huainan to see.

The safety of the gun was off and the bullet was not loaded.Chu Huainan leaned closer with a smile, and asked questions curiously.

This bodyguard is not small, but he is quite stupid. He is as excited as a eunuch summoned by the emperor to be able to talk to the first capitalist in Jianghu stock market. He can't wait to spit out all his knowledge about firearms.

"What is this?" Chu Huainan asked, pointing to the safety pin.

The bodyguard showed a smug expression: "This is called insurance, it is used to prevent fire accidents."

"What about this?"

The bodyguard came up: "Which one?"

"That's it."

Chu Huainan was no shorter than the bodyguard. He leaned forward to block most of the sunlight. The bodyguard squinted his eyes and lowered his head. Before he could see what he was pointing at, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in the back of his neck. As soon as his eyes went dark, he didn't know anything.

Shen Ting withdrew the knife in his hand, found a hemp rope from the bodyguard's pocket, tied him up tightly in a few seconds, and gagged his mouth with gloves.

From tearing down windows to tying people up, the whole process only took a few minutes.Veron didn't know anything about it, and was still drinking tea in the main room.

This site is rebuilt from the house on the homestead. There are only two front and rear doors, which are very narrow.Under normal circumstances, one person can guard one.

But before the support colleagues arrived, Shen Ting couldn't let Chu Huainan help him guard the other door alone.So, he patted Chu Huainan's shoulder and said, "You wait for me here."

He conjured a master key from his pocket and easily opened Veron's car parked at the door.

After starting the engine, I stepped on the accelerator with a bang, and five seconds later, the nanny car plunged into the front door of the house, and the airbags in the front row bulged into a sea of ​​white.

Shen Ting opened the door and got out of the car, quickly pulled out a military knife from his boots, bent down three or five times and pierced the fuel tank.Then he leaned forward and touched Chu Huainan's arms for a while, and took out a delicate, expensive lighter.

Anyway, even Bentleys have been requisitioned before, no matter what the capitalists don't lack money for the lighter.Shen Ting ignited a cluster of fires, showing a row of white teeth: "Mr. Chu, borrow a fire." As he spoke, he threw the lighter onto the bubbling fuel tank.

Boom—a loud noise.

All the battery cars in the village were like a thousand guns firing, scrambling to be the first.

After receiving the earth-shattering signal, the large troops who had been guarding the entrance of the village for most of the day gathered together quickly.

"The fuel tank of this car is quite big, enough to burn for half a day." Shen Ting pushed the capitalist beside him who was shocked by this brash operation, "Let's go, this door doesn't have to be guarded now, let's go to the back door."

"Aren't you afraid of smoking them to death?"

"Don't be afraid, there are dozens of fresh air blowers on the top and bottom!" The corners of the eyes that were smoky red glanced over: "The ventilation conditions here are much better than the office of the Municipal Bureau."

Chu Huainan's fingers slid over the corners of Shen Ting's eyes, and with his fingertips, he used a little force to draw the usually slightly downcast, unconsciously revealing cold eyes slightly upwards.

The smoke from the explosion was very thick, and the eyes were so smoked that they couldn't keep their eyes open.With physiological tears in his eyes, Shen Ting looked over dimly, his eyelids were slightly flushed red from crying, and he had a special temperament between handsome and fragile.

If it's on the bed, there's no guarantee he can do something to Shen Ting.