Chapter 807

When ye Tianlong and Jiang Qianxue rush to the recycle bin, the light at the entrance of Cao's yard lights up.

Although it's just an energy-saving lamp, it's enough to drive away the darkness in front of the door and make the vision a little clearer.

I don't know when, two intersections of Cao's recycling station have been blocked by two buses, and the uniformed assistant police also put on the fault warning.

This makes the passing vehicles have to make a detour. Cao's recycling station, which is already remote, becomes quieter and even keeps the mud truck away.

When a cold wind blows across the wet street, dozens of dark shadows press toward Cao's recycling station, one by one wrapped in windbreaker, very indifferent.

"Wang -"

a stray dog, who was picking up food, ran to the end of the street with his tail between his legs in fright. An indescribable sense of killing gradually gathered in the night.

The door of Cao's recycle bin is not locked. On the contrary, it is open, revealing the deep inside. The sign on it is also shining. It looks calm.

But I don't know why, close to the windbreaker man, looking at the courtyard, step uncontrollable stagnation.

"Cough -"

at this time, a cough suddenly came from behind, the stagnant crowd was shocked, and then one by one gnashed their teeth and rushed into the yard.

Some people climbed over the wall, nearly 50 people, murderous, with knives in their hands.

Behind the man in the windbreaker were two men in Chinese tunic, one in white and the other in black, both holding a mace.

It looks like a killer.

Although they can't see clearly, they look very proud from their walking posture. They seem to be people with high status.

"It's delicious..."

Behind the black and white impermanence, there was a young man with a gloomy face. He was very big, with a saber on his back and a bottle of Maotai in his hand.

As he followed the procession, he sipped into Maotai to warm himself. Although he was shaking, he still followed the procession to the yard.

The young drinker had a plain face. He couldn't see the killing and anger. It seemed that he just came to make soy sauce tonight, but everyone was very respectful to him.

Soon, nearly 50 people poured into the small courtyard, and then spread out tacit understanding.

These days, there are not many real experts in the Jianghu, but they all look like experts. Their eyes are fixed on the people in the courtyard.

That's the way the hunter looks at his prey.

Cao Qiankun is sitting on the edge of the courtyard building. In front of him is a pile of dead branches and wood, on which are two local chickens wrapped in tin foil. There is a strong smell of flower carving.

After receiving Ye Tianlong's warning message last night, Cao Qiankun made proper arrangements. He expected the scene tonight, so he was not surprised.

Just looking at the lineup in front of him, he is grateful to Ye Tianlong from the bottom of his heart. If not for the latter, he reminds himself that he has suffered a big loss this time.

Even if he could retreat completely, more than 40 of his disciples could not escape. Cao Qiankun sighed in his heart: "Ye Tianlong, I owe you a lot."

"Awning!"

The idea turns between, Cao Qiankun ignores these people's approach, just takes out a box of matches, clicks to light one.

Then the right hand raised and dropped it on the dead branch with charcoal.

The fire suddenly rose, a heat wave sent out, the whole yard became red, surrounded by the windbreaker man also became clear.

Seeing the withered branches burning, the heat wave forced him to come, and the windbreaker man's steps stopped again, black and white impermanence came up behind, and his eyes became sharper.

"Rush

Cao Qiankun didn't look at each other, but with a click, he broke a dead branch and threw it into the fire. The fire roared and raised two points.

This also made Cao Qiankun's old face completely clear. There was no fear or panic on his face, only an indescribable calm.

Black and white pressure is more and more invisible.

"Coming?"

Cao Qiankun raised his head and took a look at them: "I thought you would do it in the daytime, but I didn't expect to wait until the evening."

"I just don't know how black and white impermanence, who was offered a reward of 20 million yuan, lost his identity and went with the tide to rob his family?"

Cao Qiankun obviously knew them, and his words were a bit of a joke: "after ten years of hiding, he spent hundreds of millions of dollars?"

Black and white impermanence was born in a rich family in Liaocheng. He has two film bases in his family. His father is a developer, and they are the second generation of rich people.

It's just that their mother was an aunt. Her status was not too high, and she was pregnant with triplets. Later, one of them died because of nutrition absorption problems.

So when they were finally born, they became twins. The family regarded black and white impermanence as an ominous thing and didn't give them a good face.

When they were five years old, their father's backer fell down and was beaten by the Chinese authorities. As a result, they often beat both of them out.

One family called them two "bad guys.".

When they were eight or nine years old, they suddenly disappeared. No one knew where they had gone. Some said they had been abducted and sold, while others said they had drowned in a river.But in any case, black and white impermanence disappeared from Liaocheng. After a few days of searching, the family gave up. After all, they had been regarded as the bad luck stars.

Thirteen years later, black and white impermanence reappeared in Liaocheng, killing not only 38 members of his father's family, but also ten big and shocking cases.

These big cases are either the assassination of famous dignitaries or the robbery of priceless things. Ten big cases are successful, but they all go away.

They were once called "modern bandits" by the media, and they were also chased and killed by the Chinese authorities.

Only when they finished the 13th case and took a sample developed by biological research, they disappeared again like a fish returning to the sea.

After ten years of wanted, the Chinese authorities failed to catch them. Cao Qiankun didn't expect that these two goods would appear in front of him tonight.

Black Wuchang silk was not surprised that Cao Qiankun knew himself. He was the first thief king in China. He not only had no one to catch him, but also had a wide range of knowledge.

He had an impression of himself and Bai Wuchang, who had been in the headlines. Normally, black Wuchang stepped forward and said coldly, "are you cao Qiankun?"

Cao Qiankun said faintly: "yes, I am Cao Qiankun. What's the matter with you

"A generation of thieves have been to the Forbidden City, the Louvre and the British Museum. There are no locks you can't open or things you can't steal."

Bai Wuchang's hoarse voice said coldly: "the treasure stolen in this life is worth more than boss Fengshun."

"Now I'm hiding in this dark corner to collect junk. It's no different from the stray dog running away from the door."

"Cao Qiankun, are you out of your mind, or do you know that you are old and have too many enemies to hide for the rest of your life?"

He also stepped on the paper sign with one foot: "you really let me down."

Cao Qiankun laughed, and then said to youYou, "how do I do? It's none of your business? I'll be happy. "

He twisted open a wine bottle, gulped half of it, then took a puff at the flame, and the flame awning soared.

Maotai youth's eyes narrowed slightly, sniffed the air and muttered to himself: "what a mellow flower carving..."

Cao Qiankun took a look at the young man in Maotai, and his eyelids jumped. Then he calmed down and continued to roast his native chicken.

Black impermanence looking at the old man in front of him, it is difficult to compare him with the first thief king in the world.

However, Mrs. Dai's intelligence and Cao Qiankun's response just now all show that this guy is indeed the king of thieves wanted by the 36 countries with a reward of up to 1 billion yuan, so he has a strong intention to kill and has to be polite before he can fight:

"it's really none of our business to be a man or a dog, but you should give us what we want."