At night, we were suddenly called out of the room and called to the warehouse behind the repair lot!

I found a car parked here, and Siro and more than a dozen workers present were ordered to start working.

This is a red Mustang off-road car, and the license plate is gone. I clearly saw that there were several bullet holes on the windshield of the car! The doors and tires of the car were stained with some blood!

Seeing this, I remembered the news I saw today, and I almost immediately understood something!

More than a dozen of us workers, holding various tools, spot welding guns, cutters, and some skilled repair workers... We opened the front cover of the car's engine and quickly removed all the various mechanical components inside!

Tires, spindles, etc... All the parts of the car were made out, and there were people waiting behind them. They took the tools and easily erased the numbers and marks on the engine, stamped them with new ones, and then did some processing.

After all last night, the car had only one shell left... there was no tire, and the seat cushions inside were removed...

Then we picked up the spray gun and started the action on the car's shell.

We actually replaced the paint of the car, and then the car on it customized a four-row light, and made some changes to the door and rear...

Finally, continue to disassemble...

An originally complete car was made into countless pieces and dismembered into countless parts almost one night.

I know these parts, engines, spark plugs, oil pipes, etc. These will be used in the future when the repairman repairs the car for other people's customers. If there is any need to be replaced, they will be used immediately.

The modified roof will not be wasted. Because customers often drive their own cars here and ask them to modify their cars to be more unique, such as modifying the roof as a continuous light, or raising the tail of the car a little higher, which looks very alternative...

We were busy all night until dawn!

When dawn is dawn, I can say something with certainty...

That car no longer exists!

I'm even sure that there's almost nothing that can make people see! Because this car no longer exists!

It is divided into countless parts and then assembled into countless cars... I think even a god can't find it out!

I know it is necessary to do this.

The police usually go to the black car market to check the lost vehicles. But now the car has been broken into pieces, how can they check it?

We workers were busy all night, and no one was so tired that our eyes were red. We were then allowed to stop working during the day, and then some older leaders asked us to go back and rest.

I washed my hands. I washed the oil from my hands and was about to go back to my room with Siro when I was called.

"Chen Yang."

I turned around and saw that it was a man under the Eighth Master. Last time I seemed to have seen him in Eighth Master's room.

My heart was so shocked that I heard him say to me: "Come with me, Master Eighth Master wants to see you."

I subconsciously glanced at Xiluo. His eyes were a little envious, but he didn't say anything. He smiled at me and left alone.

I followed this man out and arrived at another warehouse. This was a large repair workshop. It was so late that I saw many workers busy. They seemed to be modifying cars. The dazzling light of the electric welding made me subconsciously avoid my eyes.

Following the stairs to the second floor, I stood on the railing and looked down, and I found two men standing beside me, both wearing simple coats... They were not wearing the work clothes here. This surprised me.

Because I have been here for a week. Unless I am my own people here, people outside will not be allowed to come in the back!

But I didn't talk much. Instead, I followed Eighth Master's men to the door.

"Get in." The man glanced at me.

When I pushed the door and saw Master Ba sitting on a chair, holding his chin with one hand, as if he was thinking about something.

"Master Eight." I walked to him and stopped and whispered.

He came to his senses, looked up at me, and pointed to a couch beside the wall: "Sit down."

This sofa is right next to the wall. I sat down. Behind me was the window. Outside the window, the workers in the car renovation were busy.

Master Eight first handed me a cigarette, then smiled and said, "It's been here for a week, how do you feel?"

"... Very good." I answered calmly: "It's very good here, and everyone is very good to me."

"Yeah." Master Ba smiled, then took out a large kraft paper envelope from the table and threw it to me gently: "This is yours."

I was stunned for a moment, opened it and looked at it. It was all about some documents. I couldn't help but look up at Master Ba.

"Your legal identity." Eighth Master smiled. His smile had a unique charm, peaceful and friendly: "In the future, you will not be a black householder. Even if you meet a policeman on the street, you don't have to be afraid. Now you have a passport and visa, so you don't have to be afraid of people from the Immigration Bureau. However, your visa is temporary, only three months. In three months, I will help you get a real permanent identity."

"Thank you, Master Eight!" I looked at him solemnly.

"You got it from the fat man. No matter what, I will take care of you." Eighth Master said lightly: "I heard you seem to have some emotional problems this afternoon?"

I was stunned for a moment, but then I realized that it must be the boss of the gym who told Eighth Master.

I hesitated for a moment, but decided it would be better to speak frankly.

"I'm in a bad mood." I looked at Eighth Master and looked at him without any hesitation: "Eighth Master, I jumped over to the sea, and it's a life-threatening death. I finally got here. I want to do something! No matter what, at least I don't want to just be a little car washer here for the rest of my life! This week, I've been working here and I feel..."

"I feel very hopeless?" Eighth Master smiled, with a deep meaning in his smile: "I think life is very depressed?"

I didn't say anything, so I just made a default.

"Young man." He rubbed his temples, then looked at me deeply, suddenly stood up and walked to the front of the window.

He turned his back to me and looked at the busy workers below the window: "Did you see them?"

"See it."

"They are all from my natives! Many of them are good at fighting and fighting! There are also many who jumped into the sea like you, who come here! They all have their own passion and want to do big things! They are now relying on me to make a living and work for me... Why can my eighth master stay in Canada? Because I have many brothers! These things under my command are truly convinced! Each of them can willingly go out and work for me!"

He suddenly turned around, and a hint of grim expression appeared on his originally peaceful face: "Do big things! Everyone wants to do big things! But how can there be so many big things in the world for you? Everyone wants to stand out and everyone wants to get ahead! But opportunities are always very few! Do you think we are the US government? Every day the whole world finds places to fight wars? After fighting Afghanistan and fighting Iraq. After fighting Iraq and Iran? Where can there be so many big things for you??"

He suddenly sighed, shook his head, and whispered: "I'm old... I've been in and out of here over the years. I don't know how many people I have come in and out. Many of them are passionate young people like you, with extraordinary skills and a higher mind. They want to do big things when they come. They make their mark... But how many people survive in the end? I've seen too many and sent too many people into the coffin... They are all good boys! As for you, everyone wants me to give you a chance, but do I like to send you to death very much?"

He changed his tone and looked at me: "You are new... After all, you are new! Don't forget this. There are many brothers under my eighth master who have to take care of. Some people have been waiting for me for two or three years, but they have not had the opportunity to go out to do things! How long have you been here? A week! I'm anxious and angry? I can't help it? No one is worse than anyone else! In my place, brothers are equal! I won't look at you especially because you were sent by a fat man! If you let you go for any opportunity, then what will my other brothers look at me! What will they look at you! You were sent by a fat man, and I will help you get your identity. These are favors. But when doing things, you can't pay attention to favors!"

I was silent.

I understand that the Ba Master said very reasonably. He did not make any mistake in doing this.

Yes, others have been waiting here for so long, why? As soon as I come, let me stand up?

Looking at my lost expression, Eighth Master suddenly laughed again. He patted my shoulder, comforted me, and said, "But you are indeed very capable, and I understand. You are very capable and have good skills. I will not be invisible. I said, you cannot talk about favors when doing things. I only look at your abilities! If you really have the ability, I will not let your abilities be wasted! Well... I came to you today, and there are two main things. The first is to get your identity certificate ready and give it to you, and the second..."

He smiled mysteriously, looked at me and said warmly: "I'll give you a chance now."

I was excited!

In the early morning, I had already packed up a few clothes, and then I got into a car, which was the modified cars of the workers under the Baye’s office last night.

I sat in the front co-pilot position. The person driving was the eighth master's subordinate.

There were two men sitting in the back row of the car, the two men wearing coats I saw last night in the Bayedi repair garage.

These two people looked very cold, one didn't like to laugh, and the other kept smiling... But I still felt that he was very cold.

Because even when he was smiling, his eyes were filled with a hint of sharpness!

Both of them were both forty years old, obviously Chinese, with their hands in their pockets, and they started to sleep as soon as they got in the car, without saying a word to me.
Chapter completed!