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Text Chapter 1521 No. 82 Red Brick Street (asking for monthly ticket)

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    Zheng Hangqi came back and got in the car: "He's back home. It's so cold. He probably won't come out again. He can only look for opportunities tomorrow. Romance content is updated faster than a rocket. Do you dare to believe it?"

    Yang Luo looked at the time: "No rush, we'll talk about it later!"

    At this time, Dan Enen exclaimed excitedly: "Great, it turns out that guy's sister is very rich." After speaking, he turned the computer screen to Yang Luo, "I checked this Gou Chaoqun, and he has a sister named Gou  Yinghui, there is also a company, it seems that my one million is no problem. "

    Yang Luo¡¯s face was full of black lines: ¡°Find me all the information on Gou Chaoqun.¡±

    Dan Enen tapped twice on the keyboard. Yang Luo took a look. The family members were very comprehensive in age and occupation. He didn¡¯t know how he found this girl Dan Enen.

    When the time came to 8:20, Song Wei said boredly: "That guy won't come out, let's go."

    Yang Luo had a cigarette in his mouth and squinted his eyes at the building opposite: "Who says it won't come out."

    As soon as Yang Luo finished speaking, everyone looked up and saw Gou Chaoqun changed into a suit and walked out of the corridor. Instead of pushing his electric car, he walked towards the door.  Looking at him dressed so formally, he seemed to be on an appointment.

    Gou Chaoqun saw a van parked at the gate of the community from a distance, but he didn't pay attention.  He looked down at his watch and couldn't help but speed up.  Just as he passed the van and was about to go around it, his shoulders were grabbed by two hands, and then his lower back was pressed against by two hard objects.

    "You'd better not move. When you get excited, I get impulsive easily." The voice was deliberately lowered and thickened, but if you listened carefully, you could still tell that it was a woman.

    Gou Chaoqun's brain suddenly short-circuited, and his body seemed to be frozen. He did not dare to move: "Youwhat do you want to do?"

    Another rough, deliberately lowered voice sounded: "Slowly step back and get in the car!"

    Gou Chaoqun calmed down and knew that he might have encountered a kidnapper, but he didn't know if he had offended someone or if the other person wanted money.  I could only take a few steps back and get in the car.  I have never dared to look back, and I have watched many TV movies. The most common scene in them is that the hostages are silenced after seeing the kidnappers.

    The moment Gou Chaoqun lowered his head and got into the car, the dazzling flashlight light shone on his eyes, and then the flashlight light went out, and his eyes were pitch black, and then a hood was put on his head.

    Yu Min and Zheng Hangqi looked back at the surveillance camera at the entrance of the community, then waved and blew another kiss before getting in the car.

    Yang Luo stepped on the accelerator and the van sped away.

    At No. 82 Red Brick Street, dozens of luxury cars are parked outside the antique gate.  For ordinary people in Harbin, everything inside this gate is mysterious.  Many people who pass by will guess what this place is for. There are so many luxury cars parked every night, and people who come in and out are either rich or expensive.

    While people were guessing, they also looked at the gate, hoping to find something. To be precise, they found a plaque or some writing. But they were disappointed. There was nothing on the entire gate except antique carvings.

    A Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicle slowly drove over, followed by two Audi A6s.  Not long after, three cars stopped in front of the gate.

    When the two security guards standing outside the door saw the Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicle, they hurried over, bent down, opened the door, and said respectfully: "Young Master Jiang!"

    Then six burly men in black suits got off the A6, and the driver of the Mercedes-Benz parked the car and got out.

    Jiang Ji ignored the security guard and stepped into the antique door, with the bodyguard following closely behind.

    When I entered, I saw that there was a screen wall directly opposite the door, with several large gilded characters written on it: Vera Private Club!

    Bypassing the screen wall, there is a hall of 700 to 800 square meters, which is magnificently decorated. There are gentle stairs on both sides of the hall and it is covered with red soft carpet.  And there was a beautiful woman standing on each step, all dressed in bikinis.

    Gou Yinghui and Sun Zhiyu, deputy director of the Railway Bureau, were already waiting at the stairs on the left. When they saw Jiang Ji walking in, they hurriedly came over with smiles on their faces.

    "Young Master Jiang, you are here!"

    Jiang Ji looked at Sun Zhiyu and said, "Let's go up and talk!"

    "Okay, okay!" Sun Zhiyu led the way. Gou Yinghui looked at the time and frowned, "What are you doing? You're late for such a big thing." After muttering, he took two steps back and took out the phone to call Gou Chaoqun, but  No one answered.  Thinking that Gou Chaoqun was coming soon, he didn't pay attention and quickly chased after him.

    Less than fifty meters away from the club, a van parked quietly on the roadside. Song Xiaoqiao, Huang Sihui, and Gong Hongyue were still dressed as they were yesterday.

      "Jiang Ji is in!" Song Xiaoqiao leaned on the steering wheel and said softly.

    Huang Sihui took out a small wireless receiver on her body: "My master said that as long as you put this in the car, you can control the car through the car's Bluetooth."

    Gong Hongyue said: "There are security guards. If you approach deliberately, it will definitely arouse suspicion."

    Song Xiaoqiao rolled her eyes and whispered in Huang Sihui's ear.

    Huang Sihui smiled: "That's it!"

    Song Xiaoqiao took out the gum in his pocket and put it in his mouth, then put on his P3, opened the door and got out of the car, and left quickly.

    After about twenty minutes, Huang Sihui picked up a folder next to her and got out of the car.

    Gong Hongyue said: "Be careful!"

    Huang Sihui nodded, put the folder under her arm, took out the phone and put it to her ear, and walked forward quickly, looking like she was in a hurry.

    There were four security guards outside the club, two standing at the door and two wandering back and forth in the parking lot.  At this time, they saw a little girl wearing heavy makeup dancing and walking from the north. She raised her head slightly, chewed gum in her mouth, and was still humming and singing.

    "Are you still okay? Ask me about everything. What do I want you to do?" A beautiful white-collar lady shouted into the phone while walking quickly, "The customer is already waiting. Let me get the information right away."  Send it to me. If it delays the negotiation, get out of here."

    The white-collar beauty kept walking, lowered her head, and hung up the phone with a livid face. At this time, the little girl walked in circles and came to her.  Neither of the two seemed to notice the other. When the white-collar beauty put away her phone and looked up, the little girl's body hit her like a whirlwind.

    With two screams, the white-collar beauty's body was knocked backwards, the documents tucked under her arm were thrown into the sky, and dozens of pieces of paper were flying all over the sky.

    The little girl plopped down on the ground, then quickly stood up, spit out the gum in her mouth, and looked at the white-collar beauty and opened her mouth to curse.

    "Are you fucking blind? Didn't you see someone in front of you?"

    The white-collar beauty's face turned red, and she pointed at the little girl for a long time before speaking: "Why are you swearing? Besides, it was you who hit me, okay?"

    The little girl cursed again: "Your mother | forced me to hit you, how about it?" After saying that, she rolled up her arms and sleeves and was about to start.

    ??Chinese people love to watch lively events, especially when two beauties are arguing. How could you miss this good show?  None of them were afraid of the cold, and they all gathered around.

    The four security guards had been paying attention to the two women, but they did not expect such a dramatic scene to happen.  They also want to see the excitement, but this is the parking lot of the club, so many people are surrounding it, which affects the access of guests' vehicles. If they don't stop it, the boss will find out and have to skin them.

    Seeing that the little girl was about to hit someone, four security guards ran over quickly, and one security guard hurriedly grabbed the little girl.

    "Don't make a move. If you have something to say, just say it."

    "Speak of your sister!" The little girl shook off the security guard and grabbed her arm and hand.

    Another security guard said solemnly: "If you want to cause trouble, don't stay here, go to the other side of the street."

    The little girl pointed at the security guard¡¯s nose: ¡°Your mother, talking to my aunt like this, are you impatient?¡±

    The security guard¡¯s face turned even darker. At this time, an old man who was watching the fun came over and persuaded: ¡°Daughter, this is just an accident. What¡¯s the point of making a fuss in the cold weather? Let¡¯s just give in.¡±

    The little girl turned around and wanted to scold him, but when she saw an old man with white hair and a kind face, she swallowed her curse words, muttered something, and then glanced at the white-collar beauty.

    ¡°You¡¯re damn lucky, I¡¯m in a good mood today and won¡¯t argue with you.¡± After saying that, he spat on the ground and walked away.

    The white-collar beauty bowed to the old man: "Thank you, uncle!"

    The old man chuckled: "No thanks, no thanks!" Then he looked at the little girl's back and shook his head helplessly, "Today's young people"

    Seeing that there was no more excitement to watch, the crowd dispersed. The white-collar beauty squatted down and picked up the documents scattered around.  The four security guards looked at each other and saw that the beauty was so beautiful. They helped collect the documents without saying a word.

    The white-collar beauty came to a business Mercedes-Benz. When she bent down to pick up a piece of paper, she flipped her right wrist and a black object was stuck to the bottom of the car with a snap.

    "Thank you, thank you!" The white-collar beauty took the document handed over by the security guard and thanked her continuously.

    "You're welcome, you're welcome!" the four security guards kept saying, secretly glancing at the white-collar beauty from time to time.

    Those in the club dressed betterNone of the girls in Nigeria are worse than white-collar beauties, but the temperament and intellectual beauty of white-collar beauties are not comparable to those of prostitutes.  Especially the voice that spoke was so soft and magnetic that it made their hearts beat faster.

    The white-collar beauty thanked her again and left quickly.  When she reached the intersection of Red Brick Street, a van stopped beside her and the door was pushed open, Gong Hongyue said.

    "boarding!"

    Huang Sihui, dressed as a white-collar beauty, stepped into the car and closed the door with a bang.  Then the van turned onto another street and blended into the rolling traffic.

    Song Xiaoqiao, who was driving, asked: "How is it?"

    Huang Sihui smiled: "ok!"

    Song Xiaoqiao looked at the time: "The instructor called just now and asked us to go to an abandoned school in Xiaoling Town, Acheng District."

    In Xiaoling Town, Acheng District, Yang Luo parked his van in front of the abandoned school. It was quiet all around. Except for the whining coming from the car window when the cold wind passed by, there was no other sound.

    "Click!" In the darkness, a little firelight lit up, illuminating Yang Luo's angular face and the cigarette in his mouth.

    The fire slowly approached the smoke, and as Yang Luo inhaled and exhaled, the smoke dispersed, making Yang Luo's face look a little blurry.  Then the fire went out, leaving only a spark that flickered on and off.

    It was so quiet that Gou Chaoqun could hear his own heartbeat. The depression made him feel like he couldn't breathe.  Especially the sound of the wind blowing outside, and the fact that he knew there was someone around him but couldn't feel any sound. This was definitely a soul-destroying torture for him.
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