At night, we were suddenly called out of the room and into the warehouse behind the garage!
I found a car parked here, and Shiro, I, and a dozen workers present were ordered to start working.
This is a red Mustang off-road vehicle, the license plate is gone, I clearly saw several bullet holes on the windshield of the car! And the door of the car, as well as the tires, were stained with some blood!
Seeing this and thinking of the news I saw today, I understood something almost immediately!
We have more than a dozen workers, holding various tools, spot welding guns, cutters, and some skilled repair workers... We opened the front cover of the car's engine, and then quickly disassembled all the mechanical parts inside !
Tires, spindles, etc... All the parts of the car were taken out, and there were people waiting behind them. With tools, they easily erased the number and stamp on the engine and put a new one on it. , and then did some processing.
After all that last night, the car is just a shell...not even the tires, the seat cushions have been removed...
Then we took the airbrush and started working on the skin of the car.
We actually changed the paint of the car, and then customized a four-row light for the upper car, and made some changes to the doors and the rear of the car...
Finally continue to disassemble...
A car that was originally complete was smashed into countless pieces and dismembered into countless parts almost overnight.
I know that these parts, engine, spark plug, oil pipe, etc., will be used when the mechanic repairs the car for other customers in the future. If there is anything that needs to be replaced, it will be used immediately.
And the modified roof will not go to waste. Because there are often customers who drive their own cars here and ask to modify their cars to be more personalized, such as modifying the roof to make a row of lights, or raising the rear of the car, which looks very different...
Throughout the night, we were busy until dawn!
At dawn, I can say with certainty...
That car no longer exists!
I'm even sure there's very little that could be seen! Because this car no longer exists!
It is divided into countless parts, and then it will be assembled into countless cars... I don't think even a god can find it out!
I know it's necessary to do this.
The police usually go to the black car market to search for lost vehicles, but now that the car has been broken into parts, how can they search
We workers had a busy night, and no one was so tired that our eyes were red, and then we were allowed to not work during the day, and then some older leaders asked us to go back and rest.
I washed my hands to remove the oil from my hands, and was about to go back to the room with Shiro when someone stopped me.
"Chen Yang."
I turned around, but I saw someone under Ba Ye's subordinates. I seemed to have seen him in Ba Ye's room last time.
My heart jumped, and I heard him say to me: "Come with me, Ba Ye wants to see you."
I subconsciously glanced at Xi Luo, and there was some envy in his eyes, but he didn't speak, smiled at me, and left alone.
I followed this person out and came to another warehouse. This is a large repair workshop. It was so late, and I saw many workers busy. They seemed to be modifying cars. I subconsciously avoided looking.
I went down the stairs to the second floor. I stood on the railing and looked down. I found two men standing beside me, both wearing simple coats... They didn't wear the work clothes here, which surprised me.
Because I have been here for a week, unless it is my own people here, no one from outside is allowed to enter the back!
But I didn't talk too much, but followed Ba Ye's men to the door.
"Go in." The man glanced at me.
When I opened the door and went in, I saw Ba Ye sitting on a chair, dragging his chin with one hand, as if he was thinking about something.
"Baye." I walked up to him and stopped, and called out in a low voice.
He came back to his senses, raised his head and glanced at me, then pointed to a couch by the wall: "Sit down."
This sofa is right next to the wall. When I sit down, there is a window behind me. Outside the window, downstairs are the workers who are modifying cars.
Ba Ye first handed me a cigarette, then smiled and said, "I've been here for a week, how do you feel?"
"... very good." I replied calmly: "It's very good here, and everyone treats me very well."
"Yeah." Ba Ye smiled, then casually took out a large kraft paper envelope from the table, and lightly threw it to me: "This is yours."
I was stunned, opened it and looked at it. They were all some documents, so I couldn't help but look up at Master Ba.
"Your legal status." Ba Ye smiled, his smile had a unique charm, very peaceful and friendly: "From now on, you will no longer be a criminal, even if you encounter the police on the street, you don't have to be afraid , now that you have a passport and a visa, you don’t have to be afraid of the immigration officers. But your visa is temporary, only for three months, and after three months, I will help you get a real permanent identity. "
"Thank you Baye!" I looked at him solemnly.
"You were brought here by the fat man. No matter what, I will take care of you." Ba Ye said lightly: "I heard that you seem to have some emotional problems this afternoon?"
I was stunned for a moment, but then I realized that the boss of the gym must have told Ba Ye.
I hesitated for a moment, but decided it would be better to be frank.
"I'm in a bad mood." I looked at Ba Ye, and looked at him unabashedly: "Ba Ye, I jumped into the sea, and it was a narrow escape at sea. I finally got here, and I wanted to do something. Anyway, at least I don’t want to just be a small car wash worker here for the rest of my life! This week, I’m bored working here and feel…”
"Do you think there is no future?" Ba Ye smiled, and there was a trace of deep meaning in his smile: "Do you think life is very depressing?"
I didn't say a word, just came to acquiesce.
"Young man." He rubbed his temples, then looked at me deeply, stood up suddenly, and walked to the window.
He turned his back to me, looking at the busy workers below the window: "Did you see them?"
"Saw."
"They are all my people! Many of them are very skilled and willing to fight! Many of them, like you, jumped into the sea to come here! They all have their own blood and want to do big things! They Now they all rely on me for food and work for me... Why can my eighth master stand firm in Canada! Because I have so many brothers! These things under my hands really admire me! Every one of them is willing to go out and work for me! "
He suddenly turned around, and there was a gloomy expression on his originally peaceful face: "Do big things! Everyone wants to do big things! But how can there be so many big things for you in the world? Everyone wants to stand out, everyone wants to I want to be in the top position! But the chances are always very few! Do you think we are the US government? Every day the whole world finds a place to fight? After fighting Afghanistan and Iraq, after Iraq and Iran? How can there be so many big things for you to do? ?”
He suddenly sighed, shook his head, and said in a low voice: "I'm getting old... I don't know how many people have come in and out of my place over the years. Many of them are passionate young people like you, with extraordinary skills, and each one is stronger than you." The sky is high, and I want to do great things and stand out when I come here... But in the end, how many survived? I have seen too much, and I have sent too many people into the coffin... They are all good boys! And you, everyone You want me to give you a chance, but do I really like to send you to die?"
He changed his tone again and looked at me: "You are a newcomer... After all, you are a newcomer! Don't forget this. My eighth master has many brothers to take care of. Some people have been waiting for two years at my place. Years, three years, no chance to go out to do things! How long have you been here? A week! Get angry in a hurry? Can’t help it? No one is worse than anyone else! Here, brothers are all equal! I don’t Because you are sent by the fat man, I will look at you especially! If I let you go, what will my other brothers think of me! What will they think of you! You are sent by the fat man, I'll help you find your identity, these are all favors. But you can't pay attention to favors when doing things!"
I was silent.
I understand that what Ba Ye said makes sense. He did nothing wrong.
That's right, others have been waiting here for so long, why, once I come, let me take the lead
Seeing my disappointed expression, Ba Ye suddenly smiled again, patted my shoulder, comforted me, and said: "However, you do have some skills, and I understand that. You are very good at fighting, and your skills are very good. I can't see it. As I said, you can't do things based on human feelings. I only look at your ability! You really have ability, and I won't let your ability go to waste! Well... I came to you today, mainly for two reasons. The first thing is to get your identity certificate ready for you, and the second... "
He smiled mysteriously, looked at me, and said softly, "I'll give you a chance now."
I feel refreshed!
…
In the early hours of the morning, I had already packed a few clothes, and then I got into a car, which was the car modified by the workers last night under Ba Ye's office.
I sat in the front passenger seat. The man who drove the car was Eighth Master's subordinate.
In the back row of the car, there are two men sitting, they are the two men in coats I saw last night in Ba Ye's garage.
The expressions of these two people are very indifferent, one doesn't like to smile, and the other always has a slight smile... But I still think he is very cold.
Because even when he was smiling, his eyes were sharp!
Both of them were in their forties, and they were obviously Chinese. They put their hands in their pockets and fell asleep as soon as they got in the car. They didn't say a word to me.
The car quickly left Vancouver and headed north.