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Text Chapter 1918 The drizzle brings murderous intentions early

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    ps: Thank you ssd007 for the reward!  Tang Biao woke up from a deep sleep and squinted his eyes slightly to look around.  ¡Ñ, There were more than thirty people in the dim house scattered in different places, each doing different things.  These people include their own subordinates, Japanese, and local Korean killers.  Ten days ago, these people disembarked from an unfamiliar pier and set foot on the land of South Korea.  Here, they will carry out a secret plan.  Once he succeeds, Tang Biao's long-cherished wish will be fulfilled.  He took the initiative to come to South Korea this time.  After years of being on the run, his situation has never been more embarrassing.  And looking at Zhengya's situation, it seems that there is little chance of a comeback.  The most important thing is that Tang Biao understands that even if Li Jian Zhengya wins in the end, he, Tang Biao, will not be able to get back everything he has lost.  Hongmen is Hongmen, and Cui Zhengyuan is Cui Zhengyuan. Although the two sides are allies, they are not to the extent that one will be prosperous and one will suffer.  Even if Cui Zhengyuan loses to Tachibana Junga, Hongmen will still be the same Hongmen, and they will still hunt him all over the world.  No matter how powerful Sony is, it cannot have any impact on Hongmen.  Even the U.S. government can't do this, let alone a decadent Japanese company.  Since he can¡¯t get back what he lost, revenge becomes Tang Biao¡¯s last extravagant hope.  In his heart, the root cause of his current loss of life was that hateful Korean boy.  "If he hadn't come out and ruined his plan, he would have been the leader of Hongmen respected by thousands of people, and he would have been married to Situ Keke.  Since he was a child, he has lived a life of licking blood with the tip of a knife, which has developed Tang Biao's character of being fearless of death.  Since he is born without hope, dragging his enemies to hell together is his greatest hope.  As for whether this was being used by Li Jian Zhengya to become someone else's cannon fodder, he didn't care at all.  "There is no fun in living anyway, so a man might as well die a grand death."  As for him to attack and kill Cui Zhengyuan, Li Jian Zhengya would certainly be happy to see it happen.  Cui Zhengyuan has made him miserable over the years.  When he was about to die, he immediately saw Zhengya wishing that Cui Zhengyuan would die soon.  Therefore, for Tang Biao¡¯s actions, Li Jianzhengya gave the greatest possible help and allowed him to come to South Korea smoothly.     Now.  These thirty or so elites were quietly lurking, waiting for Cui Zhengyuan's wedding to arrive.  At that time, everything was chaotic, and even the most rigorous people would make mistakes.  That was Tang Biao's opportunity, the most likely opportunity to kill Cui Zhengyuan.  This is the property of the Choi family in Gwangju, a medium-sized warehouse. ?????? Half of them are filled with goods.  To deceive people.  The remaining space is the temporary habitat for more than thirty of them.  In order to hide your whereabouts, you don¡¯t have to think about a good living environment.  More than thirty people gathered here, and apart from eating and defecating, they couldn't even do the most basic washing.  After staying for more than ten days, this place already smells like a pig's nest.  The smell of sweat, sore feet, fishy breath, and the humidity from the continuous spring rain made even the quilt wrapped around me sticky.  ¡°If this were the case in the past, whoever dared to prepare such a resting place for Tang Biao would have to be chopped in two by him.     but now.  Tang Biao was already happy with it.  At this time, in his heart, as long as he could get revenge, nothing else mattered.  There was no time left in the warehouse. After falling asleep, he woke up completely.  After sitting there bored for a while, he got up and walked out.  When it was easy, I picked up a small machete and stuck it on my waist.  Compared to guns, Tang Biao trusted cold weapons more.  He has been fighting with fists and weapons since he was a child, and he is not used to being asked to shoot.  A strong kung fu in hand.  Tang Biao firmly believed that even if he encountered danger, he could just walk away.  He was the leader of this group of people. Seeing him walking out, one of his subordinates couldn't help but ask: "Brother, what's wrong with you?" Tang Biao shook his head, relaxing his muscles and bones, and said: "Just stay there, it's nothing.  "It's too boring here. I'm going to buy a pack of cigarettes." Hearing this, the subordinate sat back and started fighting with the chicken legs in his hands.  This warehouse is located on the edge of the town.  Across the road, there is a small convenience store opposite.  Although there is food and drink in the warehouse, there is no smoking.  At this time, Tang Biao became addicted to cigarettes and had to go out to buy some.  The sky is darkThe clouds showed no intention of dispersing, and the drizzle fell like threads on the ground. The sound of the broken ropes was like the whimpering of the devil.  Tang Biao didn¡¯t like this weather very much, so he didn¡¯t want to stay outside for a moment longer.  With his feet nimbly avoiding small puddles, he quickly walked out of the warehouse compound and got into the convenience store across the street.  The convenience store was very quiet today. Except for a tall man standing at the counter, there was no one else.  Tang Biao doesn¡¯t speak Korean and has no way to communicate with the shop owner.  He stood in front of the counter, pointed at a pack of cigarettes he often smoked, and then handed over a ten thousand yuan bill.  The man took the money and pulled it several times before opening the drawer.  He took out a five-thousand-dollar bill, and then took out a thousand-dollar bill.  After thinking about it, he put the one thousand yuan back, took out another five hundred yuan note, and handed the change and cigarettes to Tang Biao's hand.  Tang Biao easily took out one, lit it, and walked back.  In the coldness of the water vapor, the smoke he exhaled was blue.  The balls rose up and covered his eyes.  But when the smoke dissipated, he stopped suddenly.  With astonished eyes, he kept thinking about the details of the cigarettes he just bought, and his heart beat wildly for no reason.  When the eldest son of the Cui family sent them here, he recalled what he said casually.  "This convenience store is run by a divorced old woman and her daughter. Because she has no money, she doesn't even interact with relatives. The neighbors don't come to the door because they dislike them for being stingy." Since the owner of this store is an old woman and her  Daughter, who was the man in the store just now?  Tang Biao recalled the previous times when he bought cigarettes. The old woman who was looking after the store always opened the drawer quickly and then found the right amount of money and handed it to him.  But the man just now opened the drawer three times, and he gave the wrong change, so he had to replace it.  This means that the man is not familiar with this store at all.  Once he had doubts in his mind, he noticed more details.  That man was very tall, and most importantly, he had a very strong body, with no trace of fat on his muscular body.  The hands are generous and hard, with a thick layer of cocoon at the tiger's mouth.  Generally speaking, palms like this are either used to holding knives or guns.  But no matter which one it is, it is enough to prove that this person is definitely not a relative of the convenience store owner. ? Then he will appear here, and the purpose is self-evident.  Tang Biao, who was shivering all over, threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, took three steps and two steps at a time, and jumped back to the warehouse like a leopard.  As soon as he rushed in, he shouted angrily: "Go quickly, this place is exposed." But he didn't know that just as he walked out of the warehouse, Cui Zhengyuan and others lurking in a tall building in the distance were about to  Saw him through binoculars.  Whether it was Cui Zhengyuan or Situ Keke, they recognized him almost at a glance.  Even though he was slovenly and unshaven, he still couldn't hide his true colors.  The man in that convenience store has nothing to do with the store owner, but is a special soldier under Xian Yuqi.  Not only that convenience store, but all the residents in this town have been quietly picked up by the army.  Because according to the reliable information obtained, these people have automatic weapons in their hands.  If things go wrong, there will be a firefight. If civilians are accidentally injured, it will cause a big problem.  That convenience store has already installed cameras.  All Tang Biao's activities after coming in were clearly displayed in front of Cui Zhengyuan and others.  Seeing Tang Biao holding the cigarette in his mouth lightly, Situ Keke finally said his first words.  She breathed a sigh of relief and said slowly: "He didn't smoke before. He is no longer the senior brother of Hongmen." No one knew what she meant by this, but this did not affect the next step.  Down plan.  Now that the hiding place of Tang Biao and others has been determined, Xian Yuqi immediately took over the command.  "Attention, all combat teams, carry out assaults according to the established plan." There were more than 30 people in the warehouse, and they were holding automatic weapons.  Therefore, this first wave of attacks will naturally be carried out by special forces.  With just the Hongmen people, I don¡¯t know how much effort and casualties it would take to attack.  Just when Tang Biao rushed into the warehouse, he didn't even notice that pairs of special forces armed with weapons had quietly gathered around the warehouse.  In this quiet town and misty spring rain, a cruel fight has ceased.?Avoid.  Cui Zhengyuan also stood up from the monitor and looked straight in the direction of the warehouse.  In this situation, all he can do is wait.  Wait for the special forces to attack or Tang Biao and others to run out.  Although he was a little nervous, he was still very confident.  A dragnet has been set up here. In addition to the special forces responsible for the attack, there are also local police forces on the outside to intercept.  It is as difficult as climbing to the sky for these thirty or so people to escape.  Even the hill behind the warehouse is more than three hundred meters away.  There is still a wilderness in it, with an unobstructed view.  ¡°As long as someone chooses which way, he will definitely hit the muzzle of the gun.  The battle is about to break out!  Cui Zhengyuan did not notice that behind him, Situ Keke had taken off his gray-green coat.  Under the coat, there is a pink Kung Fu suit.  Situ Keke was dressed like this when he was practicing martial arts with Situ Jingyuan.  When people in the arena compete in battles, they also wear such clothes.  At this moment, Situ Keke looked extremely determined.  She is waiting, waiting for the battle to start.  She knew that with Tang Biao's ability, he would not die so easily under the guns of the special forces.  She will wait for him to run out, and then use Hongmen¡¯s ancestral kung fu to avenge her father in an upright manner.  (To be continued.)
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