No wonder I haven't been able to contact the miscellaneous hairy path, it turns out that this guy is trapped.

Who's doing it?

I immediately thought of a middle-aged man with a loud voice and a hypocritical face, this man who is said to be both black and white in Jiangcheng, if you are suspicious, he is the biggest. Why? First of all, he has a motive, and he said that among the Jiangcheng bigwigs who pay attention to this so-called Shura flower fruit, he is the most attentive one; Secondly, among the people who can think that Guozi was manipulated by me and Miscellaneous Xiaodao, the most likely is him - because our alibi is the perjury that we asked Manager Yang and Brother Liu of the Oriental Star Nightclub to do; At the end of the day, I had a very bad impression of him, which may be absurd, but my instincts were always accurate.

This man is the boss behind the scenes of the Oriental Star Nightclub, Duan Tiande, a guy with the same name as the villain in the martial arts book "The Legend of the Condor Heroes".

If it were him, the shrewd miscellaneous trail could be regarded as a little sheep sleeping in the old wolf's den, and the black-boned chicken meeting the weasel, it was really self-defeating.

I don't know what Uncle Duan's strength is, but when I think of the security assistant and personal bodyguard named Park Zhixian, and his eyes that are as clear as cold mineral water, I feel hanging. Who am I? A small ordinary person struggling on the food and clothing line, they are professionals who are fighting for power with knives and killing fields, just looking at the faint bloody aura emanating from these people, they don't know how many lives they have in their hands.

I instantly remembered Comrade Don Quixote who challenged the giant of the windmill, how tragic, how stupid "Boy"?

I wanted to tell the strange-speaking man on the other end of the line that the poisonous fruit had been eaten by some greedy fat worm, and that there was only a layer of skin left for me to flush down the bathroom drain. If you have wood, do you want to make such a thing for Mao? However, he decisively put the phone away, but I couldn't say what I was suffering.

Can I leave the trail alone?

No, you can't! Whether it's for Duoduo, or for this bad friend who has known each other for less than a few months, I can't stay out of the matter and escape as if I had nothing to do. If I pass by as a soy sauce party, then my conscience will definitely not be able to forgive myself. The relationship between people is often mutual, and if people treat me with sincerity, I will treat them with my heart and lungs.

Well, I'm not free and easy, I'm just such a person, in this life, I guess I can't change it.

I told the taxi driver to change the route and go to Jiangcheng. The driver was a little unhappy, saying why did he change the route with a phone call? After saying a few words, I agreed to add money, and he gave up.

Jiangcheng is a city that I am more familiar with, because I have been here for no less than two years because of the sum of my time, and of course, like many people who have experienced the same experience as me, I have mostly been in the industrial parks and urban villages in the suburbs, and I have not experienced much about the prosperous side of this city. This world is theirs and ours, but in the end, there are still rich people - this sentence is not pretty, but it is realistic.

When I arrived in Jiangcheng, I found a hotel to live in a lot far away from the city, and then I found the phone number of a car rental company on the Internet, and booked a small car, BYD, and the price was relatively cheap. I thought about it, there were almost no clues, and finally I decided to start with the Oriental Star Nightclub.

I basically don't have much professional knowledge about it, but I haven't eaten pork, I've seen pigs run, and I've watched a lot of underground party and police movies, so I can do it somewhat. So I changed into a normal outfit, bought black-framed eyes, a wig, and some cosmetics to make myself a standard otaku image.

I went to the rental car company to pick up the car, I walked all the way to the port, parked the car in a place diagonally opposite the nightclub, and quietly watched the chaotic night as night fell. The climate of Jiangcheng belongs to the subtropics, if it is not windy, it is actually not too cold. Of course, even if it is cold, it can't withstand the blurred night, and men and women looking for excitement gather like flies, squandering their youth, money and power in this gold hole.

I told myself that the more difficult and dangerous it was, the more I had to calm myself down.

I meditate on other things, so that my mind fits into a state of tranquility and is not disturbed.

The night is dark, the streets with people are beginning to become deserted, and the nightclubs are already shining with lights and splendor. At half past eleven in the evening, I pushed the door and got out of the car and walked in. There was a row of hostesses at the door, with royal blue cheongsam slits to the base of their legs, saluting enthusiastically. I told the waiter that I had made an appointment with a friend and went by myself, and then went straight to the second floor. I don't know if Liu Ming, the security supervisor here in Langdao, is not in the office where he was haunted last time, but there is no choice but to gamble, avoid a few waiters who deliver alcohol, and then walk over and push the door in.

Liu Ming was not there, but there was a big fat man in front of the computer, using one finger Zen, and the huge fat fingers were tapping on the keyboard again and again, as if he was busy with something. I didn't see much of such a burly and fat person, so I was very impressed, and I remembered it at once.

His name is Wei Momo.

The big fat man Wei Momo looked like he had done something wrong, and when he saw someone coming in, he hurriedly operated the mouse and keyboard for a while, and then raised his head. When he saw me, he was surprised and said, "You—How did you get here?" I quietly closed the door and said with a smile You still know me, huh? Wei Momo laughed, grabbed the back of the head full of fat folds, and said How can you not remember, you are Zhong Kui who catches ghosts, Yan Chixia who catches demons, I heard my boss say that Minxiang, a dead woman, raised ghosts and almost killed us, thanks to you and Master Xiao, this disaster was resolved.

I moved a bench and sat in front of him, saw his unnatural face, and asked what he was doing?

He smiled hesitantly, with a meaty face, and said nothing, nothing. Seeing that I seemed to be smiling, he honestly said that he was chatting with a soft girl in the online chat video, the girl was called Bubbles, praised him for being sturdy and burly, and wanted to have a relationship with him. I laughed, talked to him, and asked him how long it had been since he had seen Master Xiao. He reacted and looked at me very warily, his mouth opening and closing. I looked at him calmly and said was there anything I couldn't say?

He scratched his head, and said that it was not impossible to say, Master Xiao is a very easy-going person, and he treats them well, he doesn't take a stand, and several brothers in the nightclub like him very much. But last week, there was a Thai man next to the big boss, this old guy was unpredictable, looking cold, but the next day I didn't see Master Xiao come here to find Ushinina and the two sisters, someone asked, was hung by Boss Liu, and gave a gag order, so he didn't dare to mention it again.

Thai? - I was very sensitive to get such a word from Wei Momo's mouth.

Thailand is also known as Siam, many people think of this country, the first feeling is "ladyboy", "Muay Thai", "tourism", "Buddhist country" and other words, but I immediately thought of a long-lost word - "head lowering technique". This thing, with the popularity of Thai horror films in China, has gradually entered the field of vision of most people, and it is even more famous than Gu poison. In Southeast Asia and other places, it is almost a change of color.

In fact, the head-lowering technique, like Gu poison, is a part of black witchcraft, which is the use of special silverfish or Gu medicine as an introduction, or the use of spiritual power (such as ghosts), through the eight-character name and related items of the individual caster, to construct information, and harm people's lives.

The principle of the head lowering technique lies in the application of pharmacology, the application of spirit, and the use of macroscopic connection, which is almost the same as Gu poison.

However, Southeast Asia is surrounded by tropical rainforests, the climate is humid and hot, it is easy to breed silverfish, snakes and ants, and the people are not highly educated and generally ignorant, so this thing is very popular. Evil arts, talk about inheritance, but also talk about practice, practice produces true knowledge, and also produces masters, so generally speaking, there are many times more masters in Southeast Asia than the harmonious Celestial Empire.

Such a person should be dealing with the miscellaneous hairy trail.

It's also coming against me.

When I think about this, I am even more worried. If the miscellaneous trail was directly caught by a gun and tied up, then it would be fine, at most he would stay in the small dark room for a few days and be tortured a little. If there really is such a Thai person, and that guy is the one I guessed as the head lowerer, he will have to be tortured by some human experiments and the like—I shudder at the thought of the punishment in a Thai movie "The Art of the Devil" that I have seen before.

Fundamentally speaking, practicing the head-lowering technique is basically to destroy human nature. This is almost the same as the bacteriological experiment of Japan's Unit 731.

As he spoke, the office door was pushed open from the outside, and a man walked in.

It's Liu Ming, the head of security.

When he saw me, he was stunned, and he was not happy to meet again after a long absence, but looked guarded. He walked up, his muscles tensed, and greeted me in a fake way, and I could see his eyelids moving as I turned my head over. Obviously, the big fat security guard doesn't know, but Brother Liu, who I have always called affectionately, does know some details. He was nervous because he was trying to figure out how to catch me so that he could receive a reward from his master.

I finally confirmed, the one who captured Xiao Keming, Uncle Duan.

After saying a word or two, Liu Ming suddenly exploded, using the army's usual trick to defeat the enemy, and rushed towards me. I was prepared, and I dodged away, first closing the door to isolate the noisy music DJ outside, and then with a whip leg, I suppressed Liu Ming, who came up by surprise.

With a "snap" sound, Liu Ming rubbed his hands and looked at me with some surprise, obviously not expecting me to be so skilled.

You must know that he is a proud former PLA special forces soldier, who has received the most unreasonable but harsh military training, although the lights have worn out his sharpness and increased the belly of the lower abdomen, but with such a result, he still can't believe that he has so much strength and agility. His eyes condensed, like broken glass slag, and said, "I didn't expect Master Lu Zuo to have such skills." ”

I was silent for ten seconds, and then I silently recited a few Gu spells in my mouth.

I smiled and said to him: "Zhilu Dao, Xiao Keming owed money here last time, why did Lu ask me to come over to show my skills?" Do you know what kind of skill I have? He shook his head, puzzled. I smiled and said that my force value is not high, but I do understand a little bit on the side of the door, Momo, cover your boss's mouth, I am afraid that he will bite off his tongue if he hurts for a while......

With that, I raised my right hand and snapped my fingers.

The pain I suffered at the beginning when I was in the Golden Silkworm Gu was the kind of pain I described as breaking ten ribs, and the tide swept over the man in front of me who had been forged in the great furnace of the army.