At the same time, Luo Lan was panting heavily and sitting in the back seat of the off-road vehicle. He made a satellite phone call: "Hey, Zhang Jinglin has appeared!"
The person on the other side of the phone seemed silent for a while: "Have you confirmed it?"
"Not sure, but if it's true, should I kill him?" Luo Lan seemed to be asking for the other party's opinion: "Why does this old boy hide on my territory?"
In the words, Luo Lan seemed to regard Zhang Jinglin as a hot potato.
On weekdays, other people think that Luo Lan is smiling and easy to talk, but smart people know that there is not much difference between this Luo Lan and his lunatic brother, they are both thick-faced and black-hearted executioners.
If Yan Liuyuan heard Luo Lan's question, he would definitely be very worried for Zhang Jinglin, but the person on the other side of the satellite phone asked curiously, "Kill him?"
"That's right," Fatty Luo said, "This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"
"Many people should have heard the news that he is still alive now," said the person opposite: "Do you think if you kill him now, will the group of killers in the No. 178 refuge barrier not even want the barrier?" came to kill you?"
Luo Lan shuddered when he heard this: "I can do it a little more secretly."
"There is no impenetrable wall in this world," the man said with a chuckle, "Send him back to Fortress No. 178. Someone will defend Saibei for us. Why not do it? Even if he wants to die...he can't die with us In the hands of the Qing family, let alone die in the hands of you and me."
"In case he one day..." Luo Lan hesitated.
"It's not too late to kill him at that time. Now, let others have a headache first," said the person on the other side of the phone, with unquestionable firmness in his tone. In Jingshan, do you have a refugee named Ren Xiaosu?"
Luo Lan was stunned for a moment: "The drug seller?!"
This time it was the turn of the person on the other end of the phone to be surprised: "What drug seller? What kind of drug?"
"It's all right," Luo Lan said with a guilty conscience, "Did you find anything in Jingshan? I only found out two days ago that Old Liu from Fort 113 secretly sent a small group of private troops to Jingshan. It's too naive to deceive people's eyes and ears. I quite like that female singer, but I'm afraid I'm going to die in Jingshan in the end."
"Oh, you said that female singer, she is not dead yet," the other party said with a smile, "So Ren Xiaosu is a drug seller, and Luo Xinyu is a singer, so who is Yang Xiaojin?"
"Yang Xiaojin? I've never heard of it," Luo Lan muttered, "Have you found anything in Jingshan?"
"I'm about to find the research room before the catastrophe," said the person on the phone, "but brother, you can just rest in Fortress No. 113 for the rest of your life. You shouldn't ask about these things."
"Oh," Luo Lan was silent for a while. Usually in a family, the older brother's words are more important. However, this Boss Luo has no dignity in front of his younger brother except for his relatively heavy body.
"One more question," the voice on the phone asked: "How long has Luo Xinyu been a singer in your fortress?"
"More than two years," Luo Lan said.
"Does that Ren Xiaosu have any relatives or friends?" the voice on the phone said.
"It seems that there is a younger brother," Luo Lan explained, and he turned to Wang Congyang next to him, "Does that Ren Xiaosu have any relatives or friends?"
Wang Congyang was stunned for a moment: "This Zhang Jinglin is his friend..."
Luo Lan was stunned for a moment: "What a coincidence?"
"Then don't touch his younger brother, he's just a refugee anyway," the voice on the phone seemed to gradually cool down: "When you send Zhang Jinglin away, send your old Liu from the 113 barrier to Saibei together, this place won't tolerate him him."
Luo Lan muttered, "Isn't it good to just kill him? It's too troublesome to send it there."
"You just do it," the other party hung up the phone with a beep.
Sitting next to Luo Lan, Wang Congyang didn't say a word. He didn't expect that just a phone call between the two brothers would decide the life and death of a barrier manager. This is the consortium.
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At this time, it was already dark in the Jingshan Mountains. The combat troops of the Qing Consortium set up huge searchlights near the excavation site. There were one in every direction in the southeast, northwest, and the city in the valley was actually illuminated like daylight. .
The consortium has rich combat experience, so they are very accustomed to treating any mission as a war, but this war is just big or small.
The most important thing in war is probably: intelligence, vision!
After the young man in a white suit hung up the satellite phone, he looked at Liu Bu and Luo Xinyu with a smile on his face. At this time, several hours had passed since the battle between the combat troops and the experimental subjects had ended, and Liu Bu and Luo Xinyu were not killed until this time. To this ruined city.
"I forgot to introduce myself just now," the young man in a white suit said with a smile, "I'm Qing Zhen from the Qing family, Luo Lan's younger brother. It's a pleasure to meet you two guests, Mr. Liu Bu and Miss Luo Xinyu."
Both Liu Bu and Luo Xinyu's hands were locked behind their backs with plastic strips. They didn't look like 'guests' at all. Liu Bu suddenly said, "What I just said is the truth, and there is absolutely no concealment. Xu Xianchu is an extraordinary person, and Yang Xiaojin is also a major suspect." , but the person who needs to be most vigilant is that Ren Xiaosu. I suggest that you shoot him on the spot when you meet him! Their purpose in coming to Jingshan is definitely not pure, they must want to infringe on the interests of our Qing Consortium. You must not kill me!"
Qing Zhen thought for a while and asked, "Have you heard of that schoolmaster Zhang Jinglin in the market town?"
Liu Bu was stunned for a moment: "I heard Ren Xiaosu mention it several times. Why do you ask this? Is there something wrong with this Zhang Jinglin? That Ren Xiaosu is very familiar with Zhang Jinglin, so he must have something wrong!"
At this time, Liu Bu was very flustered, and he almost answered every question. Normally, the members of the consortium were as elegant as gentlemen, and when they participated in the dance and reception, each of them was very personable.
But now, there are countless combat troops standing beside them. These soldiers are as motionless as sculptures, but their vision firmly controls the surroundings.
The elegant gentleman seemed to suddenly show his fangs and muscles, which was the essence hidden under the elegant skin on weekdays, extremely fierce!
Liu Bu had heard of Qing Zhen, and because of Boss Luo, many people in Fortress No. 113 had secretly discussed this strange pair of brothers in private. But Qing Zhen's reputation is actually not good, because Qing's consortium has been responsible for killing people in recent years.
According to many people's legends, Qing Zhen is a devil who wants to flay anyone who kills.