Chen Guoqing clenched his fists, and there was anger in his eyes. It took him thirty seconds to calm down:
"With Luo Yu's professional ability, he will definitely choose Twelve Locations who has the most people."
"It will take me a while to figure out the locations, but it may not be complete."
Speaking of this, he murmured to himself:
"I really didn't expect that he would become like this. How could Senior Inspector, who is obviously Emergency Department, take such a crooked path.
Back when we were at Red Gold Mine, maybe we should... kill him."
Yang Ling was startled, and gently patted Chen Guoqing on the shoulder:
"Guoqing, you did nothing wrong, there is no need to blame yourself."
Chen Guoqing smiled bitterly and said, "He will definitely use this method to blackmail us now. How do you plan to deal with it?"
"Didn't it take him half an hour to come to visit?"
Yang Ling smiled, "We still have one hour, which is enough."
"Enough for what?"
Chen Guoqing can't react.
"You just wait here, I'll come back as soon as I can."
Yang Ling turned and left.
Zhang Wei stared blankly at the back of Yang Ling:
"What is he going to do?"
Chen Guoqing shook his head slightly. "I don't know, but Brother Yang should have his own way."
Zhang Wei took the letter over and took a look at it, and couldn't help but shake his head:
"Madman, this Luo Yu is really mad. If he doesn't like Yang Ling, just think of a way to beat him up. He will always use explosives to blow people up, this son of a bitch!"
Yang Ling carries a Bamboo Hat on his head, and his figure is like a ghost, erratic in the alley.
Every time he reached a corner, he would stand still for three seconds, quietly sensing everything around him.
Qingshan City is not big, and there are not many hiding places for Luo Yu.
About a quarter of an hour later, Yang Ling heard some trivial conversations.
One of the vocals is Luo Yu.
Yang Ling With a thought in his mind, he immediately rushed towards the direction of the conversation. In less than a quarter of an hour, he had arrived at a house with three entrances.
In the yard, Luo Yu was sitting quietly, with several of the Emergency Department's men standing beside him.
At the same time, there were some Immortal God Cult cultists standing nearby, vigilantly observing Xi Zhou.
"Zhang Wei's letter has been delivered."
Luo Yu said softly.
A subordinate next to him smiled and nodded:
"It should have been delivered. I guess Yang Ling and Chen Guoqing have become ants on a hot pot."
"Protector Luo, do you really want to go to the Iron Clothes Department to see him? Why not make an appointment at another place?"
Another subordinate's eyes were full of worry.
Luo Yu smiled lightly and said, "Why do we want to make an appointment elsewhere? Doesn't that mean we are afraid of the Iron Clothes Department and Yang Ling?
I just want to go to the Iron Clothes Department to see him, and I can still leave Iron Clothes Department completely.
There's nothing they can do."
"At that time, just ask the believers to stand near the Iron Clothes Department and watch. This move can unite their hearts."
After a pause, "Yang Ling is not willing to hand over Red Gold Mine to our management?"
Then I want his position Qingshan City Constable."
Yang Ling thought, it seems that Liu Jitong has not informed Luo Yu that he has become the principal of Changhe Prefecture Public Security Division First Branch.
As for the reason, he probably guessed it.
It's because of fear.
Liu Jitong is a local. To him, Changhe Prefecture Public Security Division First Branch is in charge, and he is a high-ranking big shot.
The other party did not have the guts to leak the news in a short period of time.
However, he had no intention of concealing the news. Instead, he wanted to see what measures Luo Yu would take if he knew about it.
"Then Twelve Locations, everything has been arranged?"
Luo Yu spoke again.
"The arrangements are in place. If something happens to you at the Iron Clothes Department, we will summon them immediately and ask them to take action!"
One of his men nodded solemnly, and then he said distressedly:
"It's so primitive here, it doesn't even have a radio, otherwise there wouldn't be such trouble."
"It's okay, there are primitive methods."
Luo Yu smiled.
At this time, there seemed to be a gust of wind.
A little different from the usual news.
Luo Yu noticed something strange, but didn't take it to heart.
"I gave Yang Ling an hour, during which time he should try to figure out the Twelve Locations I'm looking for."
"It's a pity that he is just an ordinary Player, and his ability in this area is far from sufficient."
"Only Chen Guoqing should be able to guess half of the locations."
Speaking of this, Luo Yu stood up slowly, a ray of light flashed in his eyes:
"I didn't say that I would definitely abide by the time. Let's go to the Iron Clothes Department in advance now. It would be good to see how panicked they are."
It was quiet all around, no one said anything to Luo Yu.
Luo Yu frowned.
Why is it so quiet?
It seems so quiet... there's no sound of breathing at all?
He suddenly turned around and looked at the men beside him.
But he saw this man standing expressionless, with a flying knife stuck between his eyebrows.
The flying knife had completely disappeared between his eyebrows, leaving only the handle.
A chill penetrated from the soles of my feet.
Luo Yu looked at the other subordinates again, and as expected, there was a flying knife stuck between their eyebrows.
These subordinates were all his colleagues at the beginning and were his subordinates in the Emergency Department.