Chapter 169 Chapter 2 You Shouldn't Go Out

Eighty-seven’s words are not unreasonable. Sure enough, as soon as the car drove into the urban area, there were many people of all kinds on both sides staring at the car. Through the car window, we could see a black and thin beggar child who saw us from a distance and watched for a long time. , and ran away in a hurry.This reminds me of what happened in Lhasa, including the little shoe-shine boy who accompanied Laba to save money, and a group of Germans who deliberately bet on our car at traffic lights.Presumably, there must be some spying intelligence among the various people on the side of the road.But I don't know which gods came this time.Although Nyingchi is a famous tourist area, its level of development cannot be compared with any urban area of ​​the same level in the Mainland.The most famous Linzhi Square is just paved with cement, without even floor tiles, scattered hawkers on both sides, rickshaws, and faded billboards. Although it is called a small Jiangnan in Tibet, its prosperity is limited.So this directly leads to us being more concerned.Because Eighty-seven changed his low-key style, he ordered Thirty-eight to drive the off-road vehicle around the city twice, and then told him to drive the car to the Shampala Hotel, which has always been very well-known in Linzhi.There is no lack of good cars in Linzhi, but there are very few people who drive around the city for two laps with dilapidated appearance like ours, and even fewer cars.So none of us looked surprised when someone showed up at our door saying they were following an SUV.Eighty-seven greeted the strong and dark Tibetan man with a calm expression: "Then, please sit down. Would you like some buttered tea?" I looked at the room, but it was just an ordinary three-person room in a hotel. Where can I get buttered tea.The man's Chinese was extremely blunt, and he took out an envelope from his pocket, held it in both hands, and said with great effort: "People...people...here..." Eighty-seven went up to pick it up, but unexpectedly the person turned sideways, shook his head, Doesn't seem to be for him.Eighty-seven immediately reacted, pointed at me, and asked him: "Is it him?" The man looked at me blankly, and I also secretly guessed that I didn't seem to know anyone in Linzhi City, if this person really came to me , it should be Zhuoma Yangjin.So I declared my name first: "I am Luo Lian." The man looked happy, and immediately walked over in a polite manner, bent down and handed the envelope to me, then bent down again, without turning around, bowed his head and retreated. After that, he retreated to the door before turning his head and leaving.Judging by the rules, he should be a member of Zhuoma Yangjin.I didn't know what this lingering person was planning, so I opened the letter casually while thinking about it. There were only a few Chinese characters on it: Arrive in three days.Dolma Yangjin.She's coming to join in the fun again?My brain suddenly became dizzy, and I casually handed the letter to the eighty-seven who stretched his neck and looked around. He smiled innocently, then took it unceremoniously, glanced twice, and threw it to the four. Thirteen, said: "I won't come until three days later. I don't know if it will be in time." Forty-three replied politely: "It should be in time. Besides, there should be no one else here for the time being, only her subordinates and our people." Eighty Seven nodded, and said: "That would be great." After saying that, he laughed out loud, "Haha, after all, we are completely ahead of the curve." I always feel uneasy, too calm, and I have never met Something sinister, not our usual style.Either there was a huge storm brewing behind the calm, but even Bashii, who was so clever at calculations, didn't expect it.I wanted to discuss it with Lao Li alone, but Eighty-Seven was so disgusting that we just squeezed us together in this three-person room, and there was no chance to talk to Lao Li alone.This must be his purpose.Since Zhuoma Yangjin is coming, there are still three days to rest.I don't know how to be a bird, let him do what he wants, anyway, there are people from Zhuoma Yangjin here, and he doesn't dare to do anything to me, since I have enough food and drink, I have to sleep for a long time to get a good sleep That's what nourishes the spirit.Lao Li didn't talk nonsense, seeing me lying on the bed, he also threw himself over, and soon started snoring.I was so tired that I fell asleep after a while. ...I fell asleep this time...waking up in the middle of the night, and the room was full of ups and downs of snoring. Although the curtains were drawn, there were still some faint lights coming in from outside, and by the window, unexpectedly There was another person standing there, motionless.When I opened my eyes suddenly, I was taken aback by this person, and I quickly asked, "Who!" At the same time, I pushed Lao Li beside me.Lao Li was alert, turned over and sat up, and said, "Who!" Only Forty-three and Thirty-eight did not move at all, sleeping like dead pigs.There is a situation!I screamed inwardly that it was not good, and was about to make a move, when the person by the window spoke in a low and slow voice: "It's me... Eighty-seven." He said it again and then walked over.Then with the dim light, it turned out to be him.I scolded: "It's so late at night, you don't sleep well, it's scary to stand there?" Eighty-seven smiled apologetically, his face was full of tiredness that could not be concealed, then he waved his hands and made a silent gesture Gesture: "Don't wake them up. They're too tired. I'll stand guard for a while, and then I'll go to sleep. Come pick me up." I secretly said, "This is too much of a fuss, it's impossible that there will be any enemy agents here." !" I thought so in my heart, but I didn't show it on my mouth, and I didn't want to talk nonsense with him, so I just said: "Well, let's sleep for a while, and you can call us later." Eighty-seven nodded.Lao Li and I fell asleep again. ... Eighty-seven didn't ask us to pick up the post, because I woke up again at ten o'clock in the morning the next day. Forty-three and thirty-eight went somewhere, and Lao Li was washing up beside him. After getting up for a long time, Bashiqi lay on the bed and fell asleep. "Dong dong dong..." Someone knocked on the door again, and I opened the door sleepily. It turned out to be the burly Tibetan man I saw yesterday. When he saw me, he looked very happy, and took out another bag from his arms. A letter came, and then he retreated in a polite manner.I didn't wake up, and opened the letter in a daze, only to see the same handwriting as yesterday: Dangerous, there are two people with unknown origins.Don't go out, we'll talk about everything when I get here.Dolma Yangjin.Lao Li hurried over and closed the door, and asked me, "What's the matter?" I threw the letter to him, "Look for yourself. It's Zhuoma Yangjin again. How annoying!" Lao Li suddenly showed envy, He asked back in a low voice, "Really annoying? Would you still be annoyed if you could see her? You would be annoyed if you never saw her again." I could hear the meaning in his words, and asked him, "What do you mean?" Old Li said: "It's nothing. Then just don't go out today." After reading it, he casually threw the letter beside Bashiqi.Eighty-seven, who had been sleeping soundly all this time, immediately opened his eyes, grabbed the letter and put it in front of his eyes, read it carefully twice, and then returned it to me, saying: "I didn't expect her news to be so good." Lingtong." After speaking, he turned over, closed his eyes and continued to sleep deeply.

Two groups of unknown people came again.I'm even a little eager to try—preferably the two groups of Mayatis and Yamamoto. I have suffered a lot from them several times because of their weak power. Now that I have the opportunity, I must take revenge.But when I thought about it, I became worried again. I didn't know if Little Japan would survive, it should have been, otherwise why would Japan try to find me through diplomatic means.It’s best to be led by that bastard Yamamoto again this time, so that you can experience the thrill of killing your enemies with your hands... And those Germans, Zhuoma Yangjin only took us out that day, and there has been no news about them since then News, I hope God bless them are still alive, this time they came over intact.

Lao Li looked at me suspiciously: "Huh? Master Luo, why do you have such a strange expression, and you seem to be very happy?" I pretended to be deep and said: "You don't understand." Lao Li was so preoccupied that he stopped talking to me and went to sit aside.I couldn't sit still anymore, I really wanted to go out and meet the two people from here, I don't know what they would pretend to be.It is also very interesting to distinguish one's hidden opponents from all kinds of people. "Old Li, I'm going out for a stroll. If he—" I pointed at Bashiqi, "if he asks, just say I'm going out for a stroll and I'll be back in a while."

Old Li hesitated and said: "This... this is not good, let's rest first." I didn't care so much, I waved my hand to Lao Li, and got up to open the door.Unexpectedly, before reaching the door, Bashiqi, who was already soundly asleep, suddenly turned over and jumped over, blocked the door, and looked at me sleepily: "You want to go out?" I was really taken aback by his kung fu, and stammered: "That... I... I..." Bashishi rubbed his eyes, still blocked the door, and said lazily: "There is nothing to see outside. Don't go out and cause trouble for us." Still in a negotiating tone.But in reality it's not negotiable at all.Regardless of skill or other things, I am far from the opponent of 87.

So I turned around knowingly, threw myself on the bed, and shouted: "It's so unreasonable!" Eighty-seven ignored me and went back to sleep.Lao Li looked at me with sympathy.But he always looked preoccupied, he didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't tell me. This guy has always kept his thoughts very deep. If he doesn't want to say anything, it's useless for others to ask.I wisely didn't ask him, and got up from the bed again, boredly went to the window to watch the passers-by outside. When I looked at it, I happened to see a rat-headed guy downstairs looking at us. Seeing me staring at him, he seemed to be taken aback, and immediately turned around and walked towards a shop selling hada next to him. .It is clear that there is no silver three hundred taels here.I beckoned Lao Li to come over and take a look, but the man kept looking up at us while pretending to pick up the hada.

Lao Li sneered and said: "This ability is also worthy of being used to inquire about intelligence?!" I simply lifted the curtains and waved to him, and the man ran away immediately when he saw this.It's hilarious--too bad, a bad hopeless "intelligence scout". After the mouse-headed person left, some other people also came, men, women, young and old, both leisurely and in a hurry.As long as someone is not right and glances at us, then there must be someone with a problem. Lao Li also agreed with my point of view, but said: "There should be one in the opposite building too? Don't just look at the bottom."