steel forest

This is a face that is exactly the same as Qi Yan's.

Through the scope, the field of vision was patrolling at the Golden Port yard to μ, and a black car slowly stopped.

A young man stepped out of the car.

Looking from a distance, he has sharp shoulders and back, handsome drafts, and only those who are superior can have courage and self-confidence.

Qi Yan whistled leisurely, and suddenly became interested, "...what's your name, Jiang Cheng?"

He immediately confirmed Jiang Cheng's name, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, "The game will start soon."

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Jiang Cheng walked into the warehouse of code toμ with others.

As soon as he entered the door, the muzzle of the gun suddenly and silently hit Jiang Cheng's forehead.

"Brother Cheng!"

Jiang Cheng's snoμ quickly drew his gun.

A chill spread through his hair in an instant, and Jiang Cheng's skin went numb, but his face remained calm.

"Put down the gun." Jiang Cheng ordered in a low voice.

There were about [-] or [-] people in the warehouse, all with unfamiliar faces, dressed in neat and light clothes, and each of them was holding a pitch-black firearm.

Some of them sit, some stand.

As soon as Jiang Cheng came in, all the people sitting raised their eyes, they didn't care, and continued to wipe the guns in the snoμ in a low voice; the people standing cast their hawk-like gazes.

The air was slightly condensed, and under the calm and calm, it seemed that a raging storm was brewing.

Jiang Cheng has an extremely keen sense of danger, and when he glanced at them, he could tell from their appearance that this was a team of professionally trained and fully armed killers.

"What's your name?" The voice behind him sounded a little arrogant.

"Jiang Cheng."

"I heard from Boss He that you were a policeman before?"

He replied: "Yes."

"Before Boss He sent you here, did he tell you that I hate the police the most?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the muzzle of the gun was raised, and there were two "bang bang" without warning!

The sound of gunfire after the silencer was equipped was dull and depressing, and the pale gunpowder smoke curled up.

At the critical moment, Jiang Cheng didn't dodge. He just closed his eyes and tilted his head slightly, as if firing a bullet. He hated the noisy gunshots even more.

When Jiang Cheng opened his kαi eyes again, his eyes were full of shame, and he said coldly: "Then we are friends."

The man laughed "puchi", the gun twirled in his snoμ like a toy, and put it back in the holster on his waist.

"Uncle Seven, congratulations Boss sんnoμ has finally found a courageous guy." The man said, "I think his cousin Laisan was so scared that he pissed on the spot before I shot him I can’t forget the taste of gusao until now, haha—”

A group of people followed with low laughter.

The man honored as "Seventh Uncle" was wearing a gray sweater, black long knit, and a straw hat on his toμ, and was sitting at a small square table playing chess.

He didn't look at Jiang Cheng, and took another step with snoμ, completely facing si.

The young man who played chess with him admitted defeat: "Uncle Qi, I am not your opponent snoμ, I admit defeat."

"Ah Feng, you are still too young." Seventh Uncle smiled calmly, let Ah Feng go down, lifted his thin eyelids, and looked at Jiang Cheng calmly.

He asked, "Can you play chess?"

Jiang Cheng said, "Yes."

When he lived in Zhizi Lane, he often played chess with Zhou Songyue.

Uncle Qi ordered: "Let him come over."

Laying out the chessboard, Seventh Uncle asked Jiang Chenghong to snoμ first.

Jiang Cheng is fearless, and his character dictates that he also has a vigor in playing chess.

Seventh Uncle's expression was indifferent, as if he asked casually: "Why don't you become a policeman?"

"It was designed to block the way for others to advance."

"Oh?"

He seemed ready to ask the question to the end, Jiang Cheng also explained: "Kαi first framed me p1aocang, and when he was under investigation, he stuffed a bag of white powder in the evidence bag, not only kicked me out of the police force, but also made me squat for two years for nothing. years in prison."

Uncle Qi smiled and said: "So, you were sent to Liangshan by B?"

"It's just asking for wealth."

Uncle Qi said: "Then... whoever messed with you, did you find out in the end?"

"I knew it early in the morning. After he was released from prison, Boss He tied him up in front of me. I personally snoμ chopped off his two snoμ fingers and spared his life."

"You should kill him."

"Sometimes, a living bsi person is much more useful." Jiang Cheng said, "I do business for Boss He. One more love is one more way to make money. If I want to be able to speak in both black and white, I not only need Relying on a gun, you need to be tolerant—”

Jiang Cheng pushed the "soldier" across the river, and then asked, "Uncle Seven, what do you think?"

These words sounded in Uncle Qi's ears, as if he was defending his former status as a policeman.

Uncle Qi smiled, and nodded to μ in agreement.

"We are used to being in the hail of bullets, and our temper has become a little bit, snoμ is missing people like you." Seventh Uncle lifted snoμ, and A Fengjiao on one side gave him a snoμ He slapped the gun on the chessboard, "However, if you don't see the pistol, how do we know if you are a wolf that can kill, or a dog that can only bark?"

Jiang Cheng: "What does Seventh Uncle want to order me to do?"

Uncle Seven adjusted his fingers, and immediately after, the person who pointed a gun at Jiang Cheng walked over, took out a picture from his pocket, and put it on the gun.

Jiang Cheng picked it up and looked at it, and snoμ's fingers tightened slightly.

The person in the photo is in formal attire, and his eyes are slightly dim under the lens. It is Yao Weihai.

……

"It's a trap."