"Daqiang, Dafang, Daping, Dahui, you four come and divide the bamboo sticks." Zhao Daming greeted the four brothers, divided the five bamboo sticks with red hearts, and then said to the brothers: "One of ours is mostly big-character brothers, but only five of us who were given the words by the teacher. Alas, on weekdays, we only take advantage of the delicious food and good clothes. They have developed a habit and can't change it. So, don't compete for anyone today. We have to take advantage of the price."

Turning around, Zhao Daming smiled at Gu Haoran and said, "Sir, Daming said something ruthless. You are old and your skills are not as quick as before. If you do such a thing, let us young people come. As for you, just bluff outside. With you showing up, the attention of those oxtails will be truly attracted."

What Zhao Daming said is true. Gu Haoran is really old. A person in his 50s is much worse than that in terms of strength, speed and reaction power than young people. If he persists blindly, he may not be able to lead, but will instead drag Zhao Daming and the others down.

While hesitating and pondering, Zhao Daxin's voice suddenly sounded from the hall.

"Wait a minute! I, Zhao Daxin, is also from the big generation. Although I did not give my name to Mr. Gu, I also set up a fragrant hall. The whole world is peaceful and the family, so you can't throw me aside!"

Zhao Daming smiled and said, "I knew that you, Zhao Daxin, are the ones who eat more and take advantage of the more you eat. OK, then you will be fine." As he said that, he broke the bamboo stick in his hand into two pieces, bit his fingers casually, dripped blood on it, and threw it to Zhao Daxin.

It was said to be thrown, but the momentum of throwing was like a sharp arrow, but it was just a little lacking in accuracy.

Zhao Daxin twisted his waist and flew sideways, grabbed the bamboo stick in the air, and landed steadily, winning applause from the crowd.

Although Gu Haoran did not speak out, he nodded slightly to show his appreciation.

Zhao Daming pulled out the revolver and pointed at Zhao Daxin, smiling and said, "How about taking another bullet from me?" This was clearly a joke, which attracted the laughter of the brothers.

Gu Haoran said, "Don't mess around anymore. Since the Ming Dynasty said bluntly that I am old, I don't have to deny it. Then according to the Ming Dynasty's plan, I will lead all the brothers to bluff with the outside world. The fifth brothers of the big generation, oh no, it's the sixth brother. You take advantage of the night to sneak into the warehouse and rescue the old ghost."

Zhao Daming said: "After rescuing Uncle Gui, we will wait for an opportunity to destroy the trap set by the oxtails, and then we will rush forward and beat them up happily."

Gu Haoran nodded and said, "The opponent's virtuality is unknown. We must look at them as the strongest opponent. The bluffs of the brothers on the periphery must be progressive step by step, first make a spy, then gradually strengthen the strength, and finally make a strong attack posture, so that we can confuse the opponent to the greatest extent." Then he said to Zhao Daming: "If an accident occurs, withdraw immediately and do not succeed."

Zhao Daming was rarely serious and clasped his fists at Gu Haoran and said, "I understand, sir."

Gu Haoran asked again: "Da Ming, have you figured out a strategy to sneak in?"

Zhao Daming said: "They played the earth-hiding technique with us in Harlem, so let's give him a reply."

Gu Haoran nodded and said, "You think it's good, that's it. Let's do it, brothers, everyone, do their own things!"

The No. 2 hiding point chosen by Li Xier is not too far from the entrance of Anliangtang Main Hall, and it is only less than an hour's walk. It was originally a port, but the geographical conditions were very average and large ships could not be moored. In recent years, it has gradually been abandoned. The port has been abandoned, and the warehouses built before have been abandoned. Li Xier chose the most edge of the many abandoned warehouses.

Zhao Daming led five brothers from Anliangtang to the periphery of the warehouse and carefully observed the situation around the warehouse with a telescope. Although the moonlight was bright, it still showed that there was not enough sight. Zhao Daming observed it, but kept shaking his head.

On the front of the warehouse is an open land, a three-meter-wide dilapidated cement road leads directly to the entrance of the warehouse. There are mudflats on both sides of the road, and there is almost no place to hide. On the right is a garbage dump, filled with messy items that cannot be seen clearly, and on the left is the sea. If the wind is strong, the waves can even be photographed on the walls of the warehouse.

After seeing it, Zhao Daming remained silent and handed the telescope to Zhao Daxin and asked, "If you are asked to choose, do you want to go in from there?"

After looking carefully, Zhao Daming replied: "What is the right side of the warehouse? I think it is easier to slip over there."

Another brother named Lu Daqiang, who was a big generation, couldn't help but smile and said, "If you like it, I believe others will also like it."

Zhao Daxin asked back: "What do you mean?"

Zhao Daming said: "He means that you can't go there."

Zhao Daxin was puzzled and said, "Why?"

Zhao Daming lay on the ground, stretched his waist and replied, "Hey!"

Lu Daqiang poked Zhao Daming and said, "Brother Ming, let's make a decision!"

Zhao Daming took out the revolver and smiled bitterly: "This thing can't touch the sea!"

Zhao Daxin already understood that Zhao Daming wanted to swim through the sea. Which side did he choose? That was Zhao Daming's strength. Zhao Daxin had nothing to say, but the pistol could not withstand the problem of soaking in sea water. He could give some suggestions: "This is very simple, just wrap it tightly with an oil cloth."

Zhao Daming smiled bitterly and gave Zhao Daxin a thumbs up.

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Lu Daqiang said sarcastically, "I said, "Brother, you are so smart. Then what, I'll leave the work of getting the tarp cloth to you when I go back."

After being choked, Zhao Daxin was not angry and thought for a moment, and said, "There are so many used warehouses here, so you should be able to find waterproof things!"

Zhao Daming's eyes lit up, he turned over and hugged Zhao Daxin, and said in English: "Oh, my sweetheart, I'm just about to love you so much!"

The brothers went to the surrounding warehouse. Although they could not find anything like oil cloth and oil paper, they also found a solution to the revolver being soaked in sea water during swimming.

Put five revolvers and bullets into a small wooden box, and then put the small wooden box into a large wooden box. In this way, even if the sea water is soaked in the large wooden box, because there is still a layer of protection, the possibility of the revolvers and bullets being soaked again is slim.

The water quality of the brothers is pretty good. At this time, the sea had just passed the high tide and the low tide time had not yet arrived. It was the calmest time for the sea surface. The six brothers took off their bare strips, stuffed their clothes into a large wooden box, and added another insurance for the revolver and bullets.

"Dahui, put the flying hook in too. You won't feel tired on your back!" Zhao Daming got into the water first. In a blink of an eye, he saw Zhang Dahui with his butt naked but carrying a roll of flying hook rope.

Zhang Dahui patted his forehead and smiled embarrassedly.

The six brothers swam all the way and successfully arrived at the left side of the warehouse. Obviously, the oxtails did not expect that the people from Anliangtang would swim from the sea, so there were almost no precautions on this side.

"Ming Ming, what were you planning to fall from the sky?" With a bare hip, he came to a corner of the exterior wall of the warehouse. Zhao Daxin couldn't help but ask.

The brothers need some time to wipe the sea water on their bodies and put on their clothes. Therefore, Zhao Daming patiently explained to Zhao Daxin: "Foreign man-made houses are a little different from us. They attach great importance to one underground and one in the sky. Underground, they are drainage pipes. In this sky, haha, to put it bluntly, it is ventilation pipes. For buildings like warehouses, the design standards of foreign people's ventilation pipes can definitely climb into one person."

The brothers' clothes were a little wet, but not wet, so the revolver and bullets in the small wooden box were almost completely damaged by sea water. Even so, Zhao Daming and the five brothers who used guns took the revolver and wiped them with the dry parts of the clothes.

"Dahui, throw the hook."

Zhang Dahui measured the height of the warehouse, then re-plated the rope, moved his limbs a few times, then stood up, holding the iron hook in his hand, looking at the top of the warehouse, calmed down, stayed for a moment, then roared: "Go!" The iron hook flew out in response.

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse, the sea breeze was gentle, and the waves seemed to fall asleep, making only a slight snoring sound, and the surroundings were quiet. Zhang Dahui threw out the iron hook with a unique method, and the iron hook fell on the roof of the warehouse just right, making only a faint 'ding' sound, pulling down the rope, causing the iron hook to hook the edge of the top floor of the warehouse. Zhang Dahui tried his strength and said to Zhao Daming: "Brother Ming, it's OK!"

The six brothers climbed onto the roof of the warehouse one by one. There was still no defense on the roof. There were only as many as six vents on the huge platform about 60 meters long and nearly 30 meters wide. Which one should I choose? The other five brothers unconsciously turned their attention to Zhao Daming. "God's will!" Zhao Daming shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "Why don't we each one?"

Zhao Daxin immediately showed a hint of embarrassment. He had never had any experience in this area. Even the term ventilation duct was the first time he heard that if he crawled in alone, he would probably lose his way when he got inside.

Zhao Daming laughed, patted Zhao Daxin on the shoulder, and said, "Just kidding, why are you nervous?" Then he said to Lu Daqiang: "Take Dafang Daping down from this end, Daxin Dahui, you two and me, let's drill down from the bottom of the head there, move slowly and gently, and never make a sound that disturbs others' dreams, otherwise, we will seem rude."

The ventilation pipe was not as spacious as expected. When people got in, they could only move. The warehouse had been abandoned for a long time. The pipes were covered with dust. You had to be careful when breathing. A little bigger might blow the dust and cause choking. Zhao Daming climbed in the front and drilled through the vertical pipe three meters deep by planting onions back, and then there was a flat pipe. Following the pipe, it looked less than two meters ahead, and forks along the left and right sides appeared.

Zhao Daming has studied the ventilation design of foreigners in the warehouse in advance. Generally speaking, the main pipe and each fork have formed a "feng" structure. When climbing straight forward, you will pass through the main ventilation duct in the middle and eventually come to the middle of the warehouse. The height of the warehouse is at least eight meters, so it is definitely not enough to jump directly, not to mention whether it will alarm the other party, not to mention that the middle of the warehouse is likely to be full of traps. Just this height, coupled with the extremely dim light, it would be a blessing if you jump down and not break your arms and legs.

You can only turn around and crawl to both sides. If you are lucky, you may not have to turn around and find your place.

Just as Zhao Daming was hesitating about where to turn, a ray of light appeared in the fork on the side of his right hand.

Immediately afterwards, Naduo's voice was heard. The sound was not small, but it could not be heard clearly when it came to the pipe because of the echo. However, this did not prevent Zhao Daming from making a judgment. He immediately twisted his body and turned to the right.

The light was always there, and the voices below gradually became clear.

Na Duo said, "What are you doing? You didn't sleep in the middle of the night, and I woke up the fifth master."

A strange voice replied, "I'm sorry, you, Fifth Master, you sleep with you, let's go outside to make fun of this thing."

Naduo sighed heavily.

Then, the light disappeared and the surroundings returned to tranquility.

This was enough for Zhao Daming. He recorded the location of the vent that shines out. The light that shines out must be the light in the room. Then, under the vent, it is very likely that there is a loft in the warehouse.

Slowly climbing to the vent, Zhao Daming reached out and tried to remove the partition on the vent, but due to disrepair, the partition was rusted. "Daxin, knife." Zhao Daming gently kicked Zhao Daxin behind him and his faint voice greeted Zhao Daxin.

Zhao Daxin quickly pulled out a flying knife from his waist, crawled forward a few steps, and put his upper body on Zhao Daming's legs, then handed the flying knife to Zhao Daming's hand.

Afraid of making a sound to expose himself, Zhao Daming was very careful when prying the partition. He only used the least force, and each stroke was extremely slow and gentle. It took more than ten minutes to finally loosen the partition, but Zhao Daming accidentally made a sound in the last moment.

In the attic below, Na Duo could not fall asleep. The wooden boxes were piled up to make people feel uncomfortable. The men were still sneaky and didn't know what to do. Na Duo, who had always been very particular about sleeping, could not adapt to it. Turn off the light and lay in the dark. The old ghost's bloody thumb appeared in front of Na Duo's eyes. He couldn't help but shivered. Na Duo regretted it. He wanted to get involved in this muddy water. Is it worth it? Suddenly, he heard a sound from his head, Na Duo subconsciously lit up the light and looked up at the ceiling.

There was a sound of mice running from above.

Naduo breathed a sigh of relief, turned off the light, and lay down again.

Zhao Daming accidentally made a sound, and hurriedly rubbed the wall of the tube with his five fingers a few times, making the sound of a mouse running, but when he saw the light turned on and off below, Zhao Daming breathed a sigh of relief.

After leaving for a while, confirming that Naduo below had relaxed his vigilance, Zhao Daming lifted the barrier and poked out his upper body.

Behind him, Zhao Daxin grabbed Zhao Daming's ankles tightly and sent them forward little by little until he sent Zhao Daming's entire body out of the ventilator, and then released Zhao Daming's ankles.

Zhao Daming touched the ground with both hands and rolled forward, removing the power of falling. Without waiting for Na Duo to react, he jumped forward, grabbed Na Duo's neck with his right hand, and covered Na Duo's mouth with his left hand at the same time. "If you miss, just scream!" Zhao Daming even said that threatening Na Duo was full of jokes.

Naduo's neck was stuck and his mouth was covered, so he couldn't scream even if he wanted to!

Zhao Daxin then jumped down and pressed a cold and cold flying knife on Naduo's face: "Say, where is my master?"

Naduo was suddenly in a panic and wanted to speak for mercy, but his neck was stuck in his mouth, so he could only make a mute sound.

"Be good, brother let go of his hand, don't scream, otherwise his knife will cut off your throat without mercy! I'll blink you if I promise you... Oh, that's right, only being a good boy will be likeable!" But seeing Na Duo blinking desperately, Zhao Daming let go of his left hand covering Na Duo's mouth, but his right hand still grabbed Na Duo's neck. If Na Duo was not honest, he could only exert a little force on his hand to make Na Duo's howling sound return to his stomach.

"Your master is here, below." Na Duo gasped and trembled, answering Zhao Daxin.

"Which side is below? Be good, make it clear, you won't be beaten if you make it clear." Zhao Daming had already pulled out his revolver and rubbed Naduo's forehead with his gun.

"Go out, go down the stairs, turn left, and walk about twenty steps. There is an iron door and your master is locked in that room."

After hearing this, Zhao Daxin looked at Zhao Daming first. Zhao Daming nodded, then greeted Zhang Dahui who had just jumped out of the ventilation duct and said, "Dahui, look at him, Daxin and I will go down and take a look."

According to Na Duo's instructions, the two of them slipped down the stairs and turned left to the base of the wall for about twenty steps. Sure enough, they saw an iron door. Although an iron lock was hung on the iron door, the iron lock was not locked. Zhao Daming took off the iron lock and gently pushed the iron door open a gap. Zhao Daxin flashed in.

The light outside the door was already extremely dim, and when I entered the room, it was even darker. Zhao Daxin had to whisper: "Master, are you here? Master!"

The old ghost fainted from pain and woke up again. He woke up shortly after waking up. He was in a state of being in a state of dim consciousness, but not awake. After Zhao Daxin called out, he finally woke up quietly.

"Daxin, is it you?"

Zhao Daxin heard the master's voice and was extremely excited. He hurriedly rushed over and said, "Master, are you okay?"

The old ghost sighed: "I can't die!"

Zhao Daxin put the old ghost down from the wall, then took out two half-long steel wires from his pocket and handed them to his master Lao Gui. On weekdays, the old ghost used the steel wire to open the handcuffs in just blinking, but this time, it took more than a minute.

"Master, your right hand..." Zhao Daxin twisted his master's old ghost when he opened the handcuffs on his left hand.

The old ghost sighed and said, "Master's right hand is considered useless."

After removing the handcuffs, Zhao Daxin helped the old ghost to the front door.
To be continued...