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Chapter 99: Hacking a Path (5.2K)

Five minutes later.

In a small alley next to the vegetable market.

Several passersby in the alley looked at Zhang Feng and Brother Lin, who was being dragged along by Zhang Feng, with surprise.

In addition, there were some blood stains on Zhang Feng's work clothes.

All of this added up, causing several passersby to quickly avoid them on both sides.

'Why does this person have so much blood on him?'

'Did they fight?'

They thought to themselves, not daring to meddle in these nosy affairs.

One person even went back to where they came from.

Zhang Feng dragged Brother Lin along on his own.

Brother Lin was half-squatting and walking backwards, occasionally falling down and being dragged several meters by Zhang Feng.

But the occasional pain gradually brought him back to his senses.

"Big brother…" He still wanted to beg for mercy. He hadn't enjoyed the world enough and really didn't want to die.

When Zhang Feng heard him regain his senses and saw that he had reached the depths of the alley, he loosened his hand and stopped.

However, Zhang Feng ignored him.

Instead, he quickly recalled and surveyed the surrounding buildings to determine the direction and location.

'I have some information in my memory about this large hutong area. The roads here are more complicated, and the ground is not good. Cars and motorcycles can hardly get in.

Even if the other forces find out about the vegetable market incident and come looking for me, it will be easier for me to escape here.

It's better than a car chase on the street.

Compared to the performance of the car and my driving skills, I still trust my skills more.'

Zhang Feng thought to himself, his eyes swept past Brother Lin's pleading eyes, and then he looked at the setting sun.

'Especially going out from the southwest, there is a housing area that has been half demolished, which is basically full of bricks and broken walls.

Now that it's late, even if there is a large group chasing me, as long as I go that way.

The ruins and walls there are endless obstacles for them.

But for me, it's like walking on flat ground.'

Zhang Feng thought, and after planning his retreat, he looked at the uneasy Brother Lin.

"Long story short, who are you following?"

"San Huizi!" After Brother Lin said the name, he only begged for mercy, "Big brother! I was really wrong, please have mercy…"

"Don't say useless things." Zhang Feng remembered the name and ignored his plea, and then asked, "Where can I find him?"

"How would I know? I'm just a small leader in the gang…" Brother Lin shook his head in a panic, and when he saw Zhang Feng take out a dagger, he changed to nodding in a panic.

"I know a few places he often goes to, but I really don't know where he is specifically…"

'Don't know specifically?' Zhang Feng thought to himself, and was about to say 'make a phone call to get some information', when he suddenly remembered that big cell phones were still rare these days.

Looking at his tank top and shorts, there was no sign of a brick phone either.

In addition, this city is close to the border, and it is estimated that the cell phone lines have not been laid yet.

Then this 'don't know where specifically' doesn't seem like a lie.

But that's good, the inconvenience of communication also brings a lot of convenience to myself.

Maybe that 'San Huizi' doesn't know anything yet and is having fun in his own place.

"Do you know the phone numbers of those places?" Zhang Feng asked another question, "I'll take you to find a phone later, and you can call them one by one to see where he is."

Although making phone calls directly like this may alert the other party.

But looking for them one by one will also alert the enemy.

Zhang Feng thought very clearly on the way here. As long as the other party becomes suspicious, they will definitely be suspicious.

So now it has to be fast, find the person and kill them.

Kill them and then look for them, directly kill through this line.

As for what literary route, such as not killing people in the office, just subdue them, and then make a phone call to let Brother Lin and the others come and subdue them too.

After that, let them make a phone call to ensure their safety, and let them find some money first to pay back their debts, so that the gang can rest assured.

Then, take a group of people to a deep mountain and old forest and kill them all, so that people can't find out, which is basically a stable amount of time.

But if there is a slight error in the process and someone finds out.

At that time, it would be better to kill through one road than to spend half a day tossing around.

Zhang Feng felt that this was the solution to 'efficient hunting'.

Of course, it was also the first time experiencing this type of challenge, so let's go and see.

Try to ensure that there are no mistakes, and see if this solution is correct.

…

Bringing Brother Lin to a small street in the hutong area.

Zhang Feng took off his work clothes, wearing only an old-fashioned white tank top, revealing his somewhat weak figure.

At first glance, he was no different from the old men playing chess by the roadside, except that he didn't have a small fan for cooling off in his hand.

However, it was already autumn, and wearing only a tank top was a bit cold.

But this dress is not uncommon.

Zhang Feng glanced at the small hutong street. Of the several old men playing chess under the big tree in the distance, two of them were dressed like this.

One of them was still holding a fan, constantly fanning the small cold wind, seemingly playing chess very intensely.

After surveying the surrounding situation.

Ding ling ling—

Zhang Feng led Brother Lin past several bicycles and came to a small store.

"Make a phone call."

Zhang Feng looked at Brother Lin, "Ask where San Huizi is."

"Okay…" Brother Lin picked up the phone.

"Hey, hey, hey!" The shopkeeper stopped peeling the peanuts and stopped, "Pay first, two cents for local, eight cents for long distance, and a one yuan deposit."

"They're all local calls…" Brother Lin replied while taking out ten yuan from his pocket and giving it directly to the boss.

First, he dialed the first phone number.

This was a mahjong parlor's landline, where Brother Huizi often played.

Beep beep—

Connected.

"Hello?" A voice came from the other side.

Brother Lin was about to reply.

"Turn on the speakerphone." Zhang Feng didn't care at all now and directly asked him to turn on the speakerphone.

Brother Lin didn't dare to refute, first pressed the speakerphone, and then asked, "I'm Peng Yanglin, is Brother Huizi in the parlor?"

"No." The other side was very anxious, "I'm going to hang up if there's nothing else, I'm about to win."

After speaking, he hung up.

If it were before, Brother Lin would have scolded the other side a few words.

But now he had no intention of scolding people, but instead dialed the second phone number.

This was a teahouse, the boss's office.

San Huizi also often went here.

'If I help Zhang Feng find someone so diligently, Zhang Feng might let me go…'

Brother Lin was full of hope, listening to the beeping sound from the other end of the phone.

When the other side answered, Brother Lin directly asked, "Manager, I'm Peng Yanglin, is Brother Huizi in the store?"

"Brother Lin?" The other side first questioned, and then replied, "You can ask Brother Bingzi's store. Brother Huizi brought a few friends here for tea this afternoon, saying that he would go to Brother Bingzi's place for dinner tonight.

He also said that if you call, go there to find him tonight."

"I know." Brother Lin hung up the phone, thought about the phone number for a while, and was about to continue dialing to see if San Huizi had arrived at the restaurant.

"No need." Zhang Feng pressed the hang-up button on the phone and asked, "Who is Brother Bingzi?"

"The same as San Huizi who I follow." Brother Lin honestly explained, "The earliest person who followed Brother Gangding, in charge of several restaurant businesses."

'The earliest follower? Then they are two managers.' Zhang Feng thought slightly, and pulled him away.

"Hey, hey, hey! I haven't given you your change yet!" The boss saw that these two people were about to leave after making a phone call, but he really wanted to find the money.

"He doesn't need it." Zhang Feng replied and continued to pull Brother Lin away.

The person who is about to die, what's the use of money.

Hell money is about the same.

It's a pity to burn that little money for him.

"He doesn't need change? Are there people who think they have too much money?" The boss heard this and thought that there were too many rare things in this world.

Ten yuan was given as soon as it was said?

Is this a rich man?

The boss thought to himself and was very happy. He earned nearly ten yuan more, and he could buy five and a half pounds of meat at night.

…

Leaving the small street.

Zhang Feng took Brother Lin and walked to the ruins of the demolition area that he had planned before.

That restaurant was about ten miles away from here.

Zhang Feng planned to cut to the restaurant from the southwest street outside the ruins.

The vegetable market area is in the northeast, which is a complete opposite side.

Even if the authorities searched for something at the beginning, they would not expand such a large area to find themselves.

But Zhang Feng also knew that he had killed someone in the street after all, and he didn't hide his appearance.

At that time, Brother Lin also said the word 'Zhang Feng', so his identity would be known as soon as it was checked.

Therefore, the authorities may have already begun to check the roads in and out of the city, as well as stations and the like.

Zhang Feng estimated that his wanted portrait would be approved in about 6 hours, and it might even be reported throughout the city and province.

For example, putting himself on TV.

Or there might be pictures of himself all over the street in the next few days.

Even if there are deviations in time, it is almost the same.

Zhang Feng knew this very well, knowing the general procedures and methods involved.

Although the era is different, it is not much different.

What Zhang Feng is doing now is counter-reconnaissance, effectively avoiding the encirclement and suppression.

And Zhang Feng also deeply knew that this information may not be entirely correct, mainly depending on whether a special task force will be established.

If established.

So the direction and method of investigation are largely arranged according to personal investigation methods.

This is a variable.

'If it were Team Leader Wang from the Criminal Police world, he would conduct a city-wide search, directly netting everything like beating the grass to startle the rabbit, taking the orthodox path in a grand and open manner.'

Night falls in the suburbs.

Zhang Feng walked with Lin Ge towards the restaurant, while deducing these things,

'If it were Team Leader Sun from the Internal Force world, as long as he can't catch me, he will definitely look for unorthodox methods.

This person is very unconventional, but also very effective.

This kind of person is the most terrifying, with a very upright heart, but evil methods, and extremely strong reverse reasoning.

If he were here, even after ten days, if he still can't catch me,

things would get weird, and he would use any method.'

Thinking about it, Zhang Feng felt that Team Leader Sun still had a method.

But he also hoped to encounter him.

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Because he sees that things cannot be done, and sees that my anti-reconnaissance is super strong, he will wait.

When I relax my vigilance, he will directly find a Jianghu killer and start using violence to control violence.

This wait gives me a buffer to return easily.

"Brother..."

At this moment, Lin Ge walked and pointed to the street going to the city, "The restaurant is over there, about three miles away."

"Let's go."

Zhang Feng looked at the surrounding traffic of large trucks, and carefully led him across the road.

Being hit by these big trucks means resurrection, can't afford to touch them.

When they arrived on the opposite side.

Zhang Feng passed by a parked car and slightly adjusted his appearance.

With the adjustment of his mentality, his appearance has also changed a bit.

But as long as the wanted order is issued, he can still be recognized.

'The mission survival time seems to be five days.

But it's a non-main line, in fact, only about one night, I have to solve everything.

Otherwise, it will be difficult to find that Steel Nail Brother once he runs.

Furthermore, once the city-wide wanted order is issued, it will be troublesome for me to disguise myself again.

As for evading capture, it's simple, as long as I kill the person, I can hide in the deep mountains and old forests.

Although I only have a dozen points of physique, with my martial arts, even if a large army searches the mountains, they won't be able to catch even a shadow of me.'

Zhang Feng glanced at the street entrance and walked directly towards the city.

……

Half an hour later.

A two-story restaurant.

In a private room.

The burly San Huizi was chatting with several bosses.

These people are all his customers.

He collects protection fees.

And he doesn't know about the vegetable market yet.

After all, dispatching the police, confirming the deceased, and then discovering that the deceased is a criminal, inevitably pausing and thinking about it, these are all routine procedures.

As for those merchants, they hate these evil forces too much, how could they inform San Huizi and the others.

Even if someone wants to report, he doesn't know how to contact San Huizi.

Because Lin Ge and his seven subordinates usually manage that large area, but Zhang Feng killed six of them and took one away.

It can be said that he netted them all in one go, killing them cleanly.

"When the wine and dishes come, let's have a good drink!"

At this moment.

San Huizi is different from Lin Ge. When he speaks to these bosses, he is quite amiable.

But with a face full of橫肉, he looks very difficult to deal with.

"Of course we have to have a good drink with Brother Huizi!"

"Brother Huizi has taken care of us for so long, we must be grateful."

Although the bosses hate them for collecting protection fees, they are just ordinary people who can't afford to offend them, so they can only say good things.

However, San Huizi followed up upon hearing these good words:

"Don't say any polite words, bosses. I also know that your business is getting better and better, so how about leaking a little bit of oil and water so the brothers can have a taste of the action?

For example, add two times more?"

San Huizi wanted to increase the protection fee price, starting with two times.

Ka beng ka beng, a tall young man stood behind him, constantly clenching his fists, as if relaxing, but also threatening.

This young man is very capable, one person can beat three or four strong men without any problems.

Moreover, next to San Huizi, there was also a gloomy-looking middle-aged man sitting.

He is Brother Bingzi, and like San Huizi, he is also a member of the management.

This young man is Brother Bingzi's man.

"Brother Huizi... Brother Bing..."

But upon hearing that the protection fee was to be raised, one of the bosses still mustered up the courage to say in front of this capable younger brother:

"Two big brothers, it's been raised twice in the past six months, and now it's raised again... two times? I really don't have any money!"

Hearing him speak, Brother Bingzi slightly raised his head and looked at the boss.

"What?" The younger brother also took two steps forward.

"Oh!" San Huizi shook his hand, as if stopping Brother Bingzi from letting the younger brother do anything, while saying to the boss:

"Then let's not mention this matter for now. After we finish drinking, we'll go to my place to chat and strive to negotiate a price that satisfies both you and me."

"This..." The boss knew that going to his place would not be good, so he nodded helplessly, "Okay..."

He said it nicely, but he was thinking of spending money to buy peace.

It's not worth fighting with desperadoes.

He has a family to take care of, so he doesn't dare.

"How about you other bosses?" San Huizi then looked at the others.

Brother Bingzi also looked at them with cold eyes.

"I... okay!"

"I'll listen to Brother Huizi's arrangement!"

"Two bosses, I'll listen to you!"

"Okay." Brother Bingzi's gaze softened a little, "I'll treat you to this meal. Everyone have a good drink later."

"Thank you, Brother Bing..." They hurriedly thanked him.

"I won't bully you too much." San Huizi knew that people shouldn't be suppressed too harshly, so he said with a smile, "What I said just now about two times was just teasing you. In fact, it's 50%, just 50%."

"50%?"

"Brother Huizi, you should have said so earlier. You almost scared me to death!"

Hearing that it was 50%, they felt relieved and were grateful that the two bosses were kind.

Of course, this is also because they dare not resist, otherwise, they would not even pay the protection fee.

However, San Huizi then said something that made them even happier.

"After this collection, I won't collect your money anymore. Just give a little red envelope every year."

"No more money?" Everyone was first happy, and then suspected that San Huizi was teasing them.

But at this moment.

Outside the door in the distance, there was a faint question of "Brother Lin, why are you here?"

"Finally here." San Huizi slightly turned his head to look at the closed door, "After dawdling for so long, it's finally been collected."

As he spoke, he smiled at the people around him:

"Yesterday he told me that an old guy was stubborn and wouldn't give money no matter how much he was beaten.

Now he should have received it."

"This shows that Brother Lin is doing a great job..." The bosses listened with their hearts pounding, feeling that San Huizi's words were reminding them.

If they didn't give money, they would inevitably be beaten.

Brother Bingzi was drinking tea calmly, putting on the demeanor of a big brother, which made the bosses feel the depth of Brother Bingzi's authority.

Ka beng ka beng, the younger brother showed a slight smile and clenched his fists again.

And at this moment.

Click, the door opened.

Lin Ge first walked in fearfully, with the fear he should have when facing his big brother.

Brother Bingzi and the other two didn't find it strange, but looked behind Lin Ge.

Zhang Feng then came in and looked at the people at the dinner table, "Excuse me, who is Brother Bingzi and who is Brother Huizi?

I'm here to return the money."

Zhang Feng was carrying a newly bought leather bag from a street stall, bulging as if it was full of money.

Coupled with Zhang Feng's white vest, loose muscles, and rough and honest face.

He looked like a small old commoner in a TV series, who was bullied to the point of having no choice but to send money to beg the big brothers for forgiveness.

"Give it to me."

San Huizi heard that it was indeed to return the money, so he contemptuously waved his hand, signaling Zhang Feng to come over, and enjoyed the feeling of being feared by others.

Zhang Feng walked while looking at the majestic middle-aged man next to San Huizi, tentatively saying, "Hello, Brother Bingzi."

"Oh." Brother Bingzi slightly raised his eyes.

But at this moment.

Just as Zhang Feng approached the two of them, he suddenly smashed the leather bag full of bricks at the standing younger brother.

"You!" The younger brother saw the black shadow attacking, and just as he wanted to dodge, he was hit head-on, his nasal bone was fractured, and he felt dizzy.

After one or two seconds, just as he regained his senses, he saw the bosses in the room staring blankly at San Huizi.

His neck had been cut open, and his hands were gradually losing strength as he covered it.

At this moment, Brother Bingzi was no longer calm, but shaking randomly.

But... where was that middle-aged man?

However, before the younger brother could take a closer look, he felt a sinking sensation in his head and lost consciousness.

"Now, I say, you answer."

Zhang Feng was behind the younger brother, pulling the dagger out of the back of his head, and looking at Brother Bingzi, whose body was shaking more and more,

"Where is Steel Nail? Also, who are these people."