Chapter 45: You will not have tomorrow

There is such a person in this world, they are like beasts, as if they are born with the ability to track.
Seven days.
Liu Yanbo figured out Jiuye's daily life pattern without any information and found his nine private houses.
Liu Yanbo already knows what should be mastered, what should not be mastered, useful and useless.
There is such a person in the world, they are like ghosts, darkness is their stage
The weather in summer is like a child's face, and it changes when it changes.
As it was approaching the evening, a heavy downpour suddenly fell for three hours without stopping.
It was late at night and the rain had stopped.
The window is dark and ink, and there are so few dim stars in the distant sky.
The room was darker, only a little scarlet when it was dark.
Liu Yanbo's suit leaned against the head of the bed, stunned, his eyes flashing like a night.
He has not been bloodthirsty for a long time.
Snap ~
He heard a subtle sound, which was the sound of turning off the lights in the next room.
Yin Han wants to sleep.
This is not a special function, but an instinct that he has experienced through numerous life and death tempers.
Liu Yanbo snuffed out his cigarette butts, and he slowly stood up and walked to the window, striding like a raccoon cat.
Pushed the window open, and Wanjia was silent.
This night, so sad.
When the breeze was blowing, the people by the window had already disappeared.
The killing is about to begin--
West suburbs.
As the economic development of the maritime market is increasing, more and more people are coming to this small city to find opportunities to get ahead. The central area is already overcrowded, and even the most remote suburbs are overcrowded.
There are only so many opportunities. Everyone wants to seize it. Everyone is working hard. Some people gain and some people lose.
Lost without discouragement, full of blood is still left for a certain day in the future, but the livelihood and livelihood in front of us must always be resolved.
The housing prices in the prosperous area are already sky high, whether it is buying or renting, it is no longer affordable for people struggling at the bottom.
Partition room, simple facilities, narrow and messy trails like a cobweb ...
It is far away from the prosperity, but it is the place where many people's dreams begin
In the most remote part of the western suburbs, there is a striking and unique residential house, which has two floors and is surrounded by a low-rise residential house with only one floor.
It is high above, just like its owner.
Is already midnight, and the place farther away has been shrouded in darkness. Only this house is still brightly lit.
They are like the most loyal guards, guarding their king and staying up all night.
Good.
The most secret home of Jiuye is here.
Here was where his dream started.
Only here will he become unscrupulous, play with the most beautiful woman, count the inexplicable money, and hide the people who should not be hidden ...
He is the only master here.
In the gloomy night, even the lights seem dim, which makes people feel depressed.
Rumbling ~
A striking lightning suddenly tore the night sky, and then, thunder rolled, swift and violent like a drum of war.
Is it going to rain again?
On the balcony on the second floor, Jiuye shook his head helplessly, and the weather tonight was as bad as his mood.
"Nine Lord, it's going to rain soon, come in." The speaker was an old man about fifty years old.
"Old ghost, how long have you been with me?" Jiuye looked at the brilliant lights downstairs and looked at his kingdom.
"Thirty-one years." The old ghost replied without thinking.
"Thirty-one years, your little ghost of that year has become the old ghost of the present, you are old, and I am old." Jiu Ye face exposed vicissitudes, but his eyes became more and more fierce. "We haven't had such a big loss in a long time."
After a brief pause, Jiuye continued to ask, "How is Xue Long's injury?"
"It's completely abolished. His second half of his life can only be spent in bed, no different from the living dead." The old ghost bowed his hands and couldn't see any expression fluctuations on his face, it was very flat. "Nine Lord, he is also suffering when he is alive. Should I go and give him a ride?"
"Alas ... It's a pity to have a good seedling." Jiu Ye sighed, and there was a trace of intolerance in his expression, but soon, he returned to a posture that Xiao Xiong should have. "This hatred must be reported."
This is the conclusion.
The conclusion of Jiuye is the order, the order is used to execute.
The old ghost silently retreated to the side, no longer answering the call.
Pata ~
When the first drop of rain fell, Jiuye finally turned around and walked into the house.
Someone in the room, who had just come in, was sitting on the sofa in twos and threes, with a mouthful of Gujarati talking about the bird language that Jiuye didn't understand. When he saw him coming in, someone got up and asked in less skilled Chinese language Tao: "Nine Lord, did you find the whereabouts of our young master?"
"Your young master is not in the hands of the police, he is detained in the military area."
As soon as the words fell, there was a bird's voice again in the room, and there seemed to be a dispute, and the shouting of Gugliara caused headaches.
Cough ~
Jiuye coughed and waited until everyone in the room came to see him quietly, he said slowly: "I have a way for you to rescue your young master, but before that you have to kill someone for me . "
Finally, he took a picture from his pocket and threw it on the coffee table.
Someone picked up the photo and glanced at it. The rigid Chinese language did not affect his expression of disdain at all: "Just a taxi driver, do we still need our shot?"
The person in the picture was none other than Liu Yanbo. He sat in the taxi and smiled happily.
Jiuye did not intend to be kind. As he said, no one has let him suffer such a big loss for a long time.
The appearance of Liu Yanbo not only made him lose a so powerful man, but also prevented him from regaining the ambition of the underworld in Haishi, and made him faceless in front of his supporters.
People live a face.
Jiuye takes this old face very seriously, and the people who have beaten him have been inexplicably missing. He does not want this taxi driver to be an exception.
"You'd better not underestimate him, otherwise you will die." Jiuye never underestimates any enemy. This is one of the many reasons he can live to this day. "This is China, the place where crouching tigers and hiding dragons, is not comparable to you in Southeast Asia."
Jiuye did not cause any dissatisfaction without euphemism, because he was talking about a fact.
A rather obscure-looking beard stood up from the sofa, glanced at the photo in the hands of his companions, and smiled: "Nine Lords don't know that our" undercurrent "people don't belong to any region, the world Any country in the world is our stage, and Southeast Asia is the same. Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and China are no exception. Killing someone on our stage is, in the words of your Chinese, easy.
"Nine Lord, if you don't believe me, tomorrow I will help you to kill the taxi driver." The wretched man laughed and said the five words "taxi driver" very loudly.
Arrogance!
Arrogance to blind arrogance.
Hua Xia may not be the world's largest country, but it is the safest country in the world. This is a forbidden place for killers and mercenaries. Dare to step in and kill without amnesty
Rumbling ~
A more violent thunder suddenly exploded, and there was a violent storm and rain, accompanied by a more sullen murderousness than the night.
"You will not have tomorrow."