The area of this villa is more than 600 square meters, and the basement space is not small. It is divided into two rooms and one hall. The rooms are decorated magnificently.
The area of the hall is about 40 square meters. It is installed in the shape of a bar, a foot shaped counter, and a wine cabinet is made on the whole wall behind, which is full of wine.
At this time, there are three fighters sitting in front of the bar, drinking wine, while talking in a low voice.
The weapons were put aside. It seems that the three of them were chatting happily and laughing from time to time. They were obviously drunk on their faces and did not find dipin coming down the stairs.
Cheng Chao's footstep sound is relatively heavy, when stepping into the stairs, this just wakes up the three people, and they all look back.
When they saw Di Ping with a gloomy face at first, they woke up half drunk and stood up in a hurry. They knocked down their chairs and made a huge noise.
"Lord of the city!"
Their voices were tense, and the chair fell behind them. They did not dare to help them. They looked down at their feet.
As a team, they are disciplined. They are not allowed to drink alcohol when they have a task. Although they don't care much about it, they still feel scared when the city Lord shows up.
Di Ping was more and more angry in his heart. He found that it was impossible to reorganize the team. He didn't expect to find so many problems after a close look.
In the past, as long as young and middle-aged people were allowed to join the team, there was no screening and no threshold. Today, I found that there are too many system problems.
The good and the bad are intermingled in the combat team, and some members with bad conduct quickly lead to the deterioration of the quality of the team.
Although there are usually their own pressure, on the whole there will not be many problems, but when they are not there, the group will collapse in an instant.
This is not alarmism!
At this time, di Ping was no longer in the mood to criticize the three players. He asked with a gloomy face:
"where is Wang Dequan?"
Hearing Di Ping's voice, the third foreign team member's body was shocked, and then he reacted and pointed to a door in a hurry: "the city... The city master... Is in... Here!"
"What about the people? Is there any noise?"
Di Ping looked at the most closed door and asked in a deep voice.
"It's still... It's still quiet. It's always looking at one direction and muttering and talking nonstop!"
The soldier who had just made a sound was obviously better than the other two men. When he heard Di Ping's question, he immediately replied.
"Well! Open the door
Di Ping's expressionless nodded his head.
"Yes
The man immediately answered, took out a key from his waist, and hurriedly ran forward to open the door.
As soon as the door opened, a heavy smell of disinfectant came out. Dipin frowned and looked into the room.
This is a semi sunken basement with a 30 centimeter wide strip of glass a little higher than the ground.
A wisp of Dang line shot in from the glass window, which made the room bright. Di Ping cleaned up the situation in the room at a glance.
The room is very simple, a bit like a hotel room, a bed, a wardrobe, and a desk.
The sun came into the room and was shining on the bed. At this time, a man was shining on the bed with white sheets.
His hands were wrapped in thick gauze, which was obviously much shorter than others. Looking at the length of the elbow, there was no more blood stains on it.
The two broken arms were held upright, as if they were accusing God of something?
However, the skin color on Wang Dequan's face is much better than before, only rarely ruddy, not as pale as before.
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