Chapter 1070

Yang Xiaobao sat quietly in a humble teahouse, looked at his watch and calculated the time.

At dusk, when it was getting dark, he went to the secluded part of the park and dialed Zhou Zheng. After a few rings, he got through.

"You've already received it, haven't you?"

"Yes." Zhou Zheng's low voice answered.

"If you let my woman go, I'll tell you which route to take out of the country. I've already arranged it."

Yang Xiaobao's tone is calm and indisputable.

Zhou Zheng hesitated for a moment, he quickly said an address, let Yang Xiaobao to the outskirts of Chengda plastic factory to meet Su Mei.

They are not worried about Zhou Zheng's tricks or hard work. Both Yang Xiaobao and Zhou Zheng are aware of the current urgent situation. Without Yang Xiaobao's most crucial assistance, Zhou Zheng and his group would not even be able to get out of Muqi City, let alone flee overseas.

The plastic factory has been closed. Three cars are parked on the dirt road at the gate. After bumping all the way, Yang Xiaobao drives to the plastic factory.

Su Mei's mouth is sealed, black cloth is blindfolded, and there's no explosives on her body.

Zhou Zheng was in a very urgent mood at this time. He looked at the figure of Yang Xiaobao coming far away, and had the impulse to kill him on the spot. But he also knew that he could never do it.

Lao K didn't get out of the car. He stayed in the same car with song Yiguang. Sitting in the back seat of a luxury BMW, he was in a panic and thought deeply.

He mengping is sitting in the next Mercedes Benz. She is also extremely nervous at the moment. In case Yang Xiaobao cheats, she is ready for the worst, holding a remote control the size of a thumb.

Explosives were buried around the plastic factory. If the police showed up, she would press the remote control and everyone would be buried in the fire.

Song Yiguang's face is calm, and he doesn't notice the slightest difference. But at this time, his heart is turbulent, and the words Yang Xiaobao said to him in the detention center keep flashing in his mind.

There are less than four hours left in the 12 hour "time limit of life". The more he thinks about it, the more anxious he is. He doesn't want to die.

When Yang Xiaobao came near, Zhou Zheng hinted in his eyes that a strong man beside him gave Su Mei a hard push. Su Mei faltered and nearly fell.

The man quickly unties the rope tied on Su Mei's body. Su Mei's face is still full of fear, and quickly runs to Yang Xiaobao.

"I'm sincere enough. Which route should I take?"

Catch a glimpse of Yang Xiaobao embracing Su Mei, softly comforting, Zhou Zheng some impatient expression, hard way.

His subordinates are keeping a high alert around, can be sure that Yang Xiaobao is alone to rescue Su Mei, did not find any trace of the police.

At this time, he mengping stepped down from the car, walked quickly behind Zhou Zheng, and quietly handed him the remote control of the bomb.

Yang Xiaobao sent a long edited text message to Zhou Zheng. He glanced at him coldly. "It's already sent to your mobile phone. Follow the route I gave you. No one will embarrass you. You can leave the country tomorrow afternoon at most."

Zhou Zheng's eyes were secretly surprised. He took out his mobile phone and saw that the content of the message was very detailed, with an electronic map.

"Hurry up, you only have less than 24 hours. If you can't escape in this time, the gods can't help you."

Yang Xiaobao's cold face opened his mouth. Zhou Zheng looked at him with a dubious look. He raised his foot to take Su Mei away. "We won't accompany you."

"Wait!"

Zhou Zheng shrieked to stop, his face extremely grim, "I said you can go?"

"What else do you want?" Su Mei turns her head and stares at Zhou Zheng. As she is on the verge of collapse, she clenches her fist and roars.

Zhou Zhengyang gently waved his right hand, and seven or eight tall and strong men quickly gathered around Yang Xiaobao and Su Mei. One of them, wearing a gray jacket, held the remote control Zhou Zheng handed him.

"What does that mean?"

Yang Xiaobao's eyes twinkled with anger. He stared at Zhou Zheng and asked.

Zhou Zheng glanced around, sneered, and looked directly into Yang Xiaobao's eyes. Their eyes collided fiercely.

"There are explosives all around here. If you dare to act rashly, it will turn into a pile of broken meat in an instant."

Hearing Zhou Zheng's words, Su Mei's back was cold and her palms were in a cold sweat. Yang Xiaobao couldn't detect any emotion on his face, and stood staring at Zhou Zheng.

"Who knows if you have set a trap to wait for us to jump?" Zhou Zheng grinned and looked at Yang Xiaobao. "We will follow the route you provided. When we leave the country smoothly tomorrow, my men will let you go when they receive the news."

Zhou Zheng's plan is almost watertight. Su Mei has fallen into endless depression and fear at this time. Do you really want them to escape this time and get away with it?

Yang Xiaobao, with a heavy complexion, watched three luxury cars leave the plastic factory and sink into the dark

He stood in the same place, stroking Su Mei's back, "don't worry, it's OK."

The seven or eight men were extremely alert, and their eyes were all focused on Yang Xiaobao. Yang Xiaobao didn't have the slightest intention and action of resistance.

The speed is getting faster and faster. It's quite a long distance from the plastic factory. Song Yiguang, sitting beside Lao K, asks, "where are you going to take us?"

"Go abroad first." Old K crossed his fingers and closed his eyes.

Song Yiguang no longer speaks. Three cars soon drive into a secluded provincial road. Song Yiguang suddenly faces Lao K with a startled expression, and his tone is extremely flustered. "I still have a transaction account between you and me. Do you want to take it with me?"?! If the police get those accounts, we'll never get rid of them in our life! "

Lao K instantly opened his eyes, his eyebrows obviously trembled for a while, fierce and a bit suspicious eyes staring at Song Yiguang, "which accounts?! Didn't you destroy it long ago? "

"I've been caught and I haven't had time to destroy it." Song Yiguang explained with an eager and embarrassed expression, "in the last year, I have transferred the transaction records from your foreign private account to my account. It's hidden in a villa under my name. I'm worried that the police will find it after a long time. "

Lao K was silent and stiff, and he was in a dilemma.

He knows better than anyone the importance of song Yiguang's account data. If it doesn't go with the account, if it falls into the hands of the police, it will be a mountain of hard evidence. In the future, if the domestic police follow suit and cooperate with the Interpol to hunt them back home, what will wait for them will be the end of prison and even worry about their lives

Now they are just on the run. The police don't have the most direct and powerful evidence to prove their smuggling activities... This account must be taken away!

"Stop the car!"

Lao K gave an order, growled, and the car immediately stopped at the side of the road. He got out of the car and called Zhou Zheng and he mengping out of the car ahead. They stood in the dark by the side of the road.

He told he mengping and Zhou Zheng the unexpected situation. Lao K hesitated for a moment and decided to get the account.

Song Yiguang stares at the situation outside the window and quickly finds a specially treated mobile phone from his trouser pocket. When the mobile phone is changed from the prison uniform, a prison officer hands it to him.

One more minute is more dangerous. Lao K naturally doesn't want to take the risk himself. He stares at he mengping and says, "you go! Go with song Yiguang to get things. Let's go first. We must go and go back quickly! "

He mengping was shocked and speechless for a moment. She was very reluctant in her heart, but she did not dare to disobey Lao K's will.

After Lao K made the decision, the four divided into two groups. He mengping got into song Yiguang's car, while Zhou Zheng got into the driver's seat of the car in front of him and fled quickly with Lao K

"Why do you suddenly think of an account?" He mengping got into the car and complained, "where are the things?"

Song Yiguang says his destination. The driver starts the car quickly, turns around and goes back to Muqi city.

After walking on the provincial road for more than three hours, he didn't encounter any police blocking. It seems that the situation is calm. Lao K's worry is relieved.

He took a look at the dynamic information displayed by the vehicle navigation, and estimated in his heart that he could leave the boundary of Muqi city for the northwest port city in one hour at most.

It's more than ten o'clock in the evening when the BMW returned to the city. The car drove into a residential area outside the second West Ring Road. Song Yiguang told he mengping and the driver that the account was hidden under the bed of one of his houses.

In the community, the driver's eyes were full of vigilance, and no abnormality was found.

He mengping asks her younger brother to wait downstairs. He and song Yiguang go upstairs to get something.

In the quiet elevator, he mengping's face is full of uneasiness and anxiety. Song Yiguang's breath is even and steady, and he can't feel his anxiety.

The elevator stopped on the 17th floor, the door opened slowly, and the narrow corridor was dark.

"Don't move! Hands up

Suddenly, the voice control light on the top of the road lights up, and a group of armed police appear in front of us.

Song Yi stands with no expression on his face. He mengping's head is blank. He looks at Song Yiguang with astonished and angry eyes, "are you playing with us?"

In the eyes is helpless song Yiguang silent, wrist by the police put on handcuffs.

The younger brother downstairs is also under the control of the police. He mengping is escorted downstairs by the police. As she walks out of the stairs, she is full of despair. At this time, she is still in suffocating amazement and looks at Song Yiguang again.

Why did he cooperate with the police? What the hell is going on?!

The news of song Yiguang and he mengping's arrest is completely blocked. In the black car speeding on the provincial road, Lao K's uneasiness suddenly increases. He dialed he mengping's phone twice in a row, both of which were off.

"Brother, is something wrong?"

Holding the steering wheel with one hand, Zhou Zheng was full of suspicion and vigilance. "Why don't we change course now?"