Chapter: 237

After dinner, Tian Jingzhi waited by the side of the road. When Li Yanzhi went to pick up the car, he received a call from Squid Boy. They set up a network to find Hong Shilong and had news.

The other end of the phone said: "Brother Yan, Hong Shilong has finally come out of the cave, and the plane leaves at 5 o'clock tomorrow afternoon."

Li Yanzhi's eyes lit up: "Very well, let's sit and wait at the airport."

A silver car was driving quickly on the airport expressway. The person in the car was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, wearing a black mask. It was Hong Shilong in the old photo.

In the waiting hall, Li Yanzhi had already brought a group of colleagues into the crowd in casual clothes, waiting for him to appear.

Hong Shilong made a phone call while driving the car into the parking lot: "Hi...I've arrived at the airport now...Of course I drive by myself...Be careful to live longer...Okay, I'll call you after I get off the plane... ..."

He parked the car, took down his luggage, and looked around vigilantly before walking quickly.

Someone is following him.

The long-term hidden life made him have a sharper intuition. Hong Shilong quickened his pace, and the footsteps behind him also quickened, as if eager to catch him.

He dodged, hid behind a sign, and watched with bated breath.

Before he could regain his composure, a black figure suddenly appeared beside him. The person in front of him was wearing a hat and a big mask, stabbing him straight with a dagger. Hong Shilong lifted the suitcase to block it, barely parrying the blow. The man stabbed down with the dagger like crazy, desperately. In the circle, Hong Shilong had the upper hand and was stabbed in the abdomen with a dagger. He covered the wound, kicked away the masked man who tried to kill him, and escaped desperately enduring the pain. The man in the mask quickly caught up and cornered him.

The dagger stabbed again, and Hong Shilong grabbed the man's hand in a panic. Although the strength of the two is almost the same, the wound in the abdomen prevents him from doing his best.

Just as the dagger was approaching his chest and he was about to lose his hold, the masked man in front of him was suddenly blown away. In front of him stood a handsome man in a hood and sunglasses.

The man in the mask saw Xue Lingqiao appear and fled the scene in a hurry.

Xue Lingqiao looked at Hong Shilong who was sitting on the ground panting with his stomach covered, but did not catch up.

Hong Shilong muttered for help: "120, call 120..."

Xue Lingqiao didn't move, but looked at him coldly. In the blink of an eye, Hong Shilong felt himself being lifted up, and his whole body was suspended in the air.

Xue Lingqiao's eyes were sharp, and she said word by word: "We finally meet again!"

In the waiting hall, Li Yanzhi didn't wait for Hong Shilong to appear. Feeling that something was wrong, he turned his head to the earphone and ordered: "Hua Mao, Hua Mao, follow me to the parking lot, we might be cut off."

"Flower cat received."

"The other cat police chiefs are on standby." After Li Yanzhi gave the order, he quickly ran to the underground parking lot.

In the parking lot, Hong Shilong was being held against the wall by Xue Lingqiao with one hand, both dazed and frightened: "Who are you... I don't know you!"

Xue Lingqiao glanced at Hong Shilong's bleeding abdomen, and smiled strangely: "Once your blood is gone, you will naturally remember."

Hong Shilong looked at the man who was as powerful as an ox in front of him, completely frightened, and struggled desperately: "No, no... who the hell are you? How much money he gave you, I can give you double, no, ten times... Please, call 120... I beg you..." Hong Shilong felt his blood flow faster and faster, pressing his chest His hand also made him almost suffocate.

He really looks like he doesn't know himself, Xue Lingqiao can tell the truth from the fake. However, the person in front of him is obviously the person in the photo, how could he not recognize himself?