Chapter 1798 The Hand of Lifting Hands

"It's nothing. You can go... Yes, wait." Yang Ming said something again to stop Old Lange.

"What else do you have to do, Mr. Yang...?"

Old Lange asked quickly.

"This is my friend from Hunter's abandoned car treatment factory in the suburbs. I heard that it is also the site you take care of?" Yang Ming pointed to Liu Yezi and said to Lao Lange.

"Mr. Yang, don't worry, I know how to do it! Dealing with the affairs of the factory in the future is the first priority of my flying car party!" Old Lange is not stupid. Yang Ming introduced Liu Yezi like this. It is impossible to just introduce a person to him. Otherwise, why doesn't Yang Ming say what this person's name is, but just what this person does?

"Um, you go." When Yang Ming saw that Old Lange was so good, he didn't say much.

Back to Pasa, Liu Yezi said with some gratitude, "Big boss, thank you!"

"Thank you for what?" Yang Ming was stunned.

"It's about the fat man!" Liu Yezi said, "The fat man's intelligence collection in Las Vegas in the future is like a tiger's wings. If he knew about this, he would be very happy!"

"Dizzy, not to mention that I'm also from the Mystery Investigation Bureau, and Fatty and I are also good buddies now. I'll help him. What can you thank?" Yang Ming smiled bitterly.

"It's true that I'm pretentious. Boss, don't be surprised!" Liu Yezi scratched his scalp with some embarrassment.

"D drive the car to a place where there is no one, check the heavy sniper, and see if there is any problem." Yang Ming said.

"There seems to be an alley behind this hotel, and there are usually few people..." Liu Yezi was not sure, so he had to drive around.

Sure enough, in the back of the hotel, I found an alley with few people, like the cargo delivery channel of the hotel, and now there is no one.

Passat was covered with film around him, only the color of the windshield film was slightly lighter, but Liu Yezi turned the head of the car to the wall, and no one would see the movement in the car when passing by.

Yang Ming took the box in the back seat of the car and opened it, but smiled bitterly: "He has prepared two. You can also take one then. Will you use it?"

"The boss, you underestimate me!" Liu Yezi took over the heavy sniper and played with it in his hand.

Yang Ming looked at his movements, but he was quite proficient, so he didn't say anything more. There are ten magazines in the box, and Yang Ming didn't expect that Old Lange would bring so many armor-piercing bullets. In Yang Ming's opinion, one magazine is enough.

"This armor-piercing bullet can hit tanks. I don't know where old Lange got such a powerful thing!" Liu Yezi looked at the armor-piercing bullet in the magazine, which was a little unexpected.

"The gangsters here" are far more powerful than those in China. On our side, there are at most some gangsters. Yang Ming smiled and said, "You give old Lange some time. I dare not say the missile, but the rocket launcher must be brought to you!"

"I have no problem, boss, what about you?" Liu Yezi put the heavy sniper in his hand into a good magazine, and then put it aside, saying with Yang Ming.

"No problem, let's go and find the foreigner." Yang Ming said, "Well, I don't know what the foreigner's name is. Do you know?"

"That foreigner, I heard from Li Battery that his name is Kevin, but I don't know if it's a pseudonym." Liu Yezi said.

"No matter whether he is true or not, when he dies, the name will be meaningless." Yang Ming smiled and said, "I just think it's a little unaccustomed to calling him a foreigner. It's too troublesome. It's more convenient to have a name."

"The foreigner seems to like to sit in the nightclub and watch the performance alone. He doesn't look for a drinker or talk to others. It seems that he is waiting for someone." Liu Yezi said, "All of us are secretly watching him. He hasn't left the hotel where he lives." He usually doesn't have contact with anyone."

"That's just right. Now go and grab it back and destroy his body." Yang Ming said.

"In the nightclub?" Liu Yezi felt that it was a little too arrogant to use heavy sniping in the nightclub. After all, the police here are not dry food.

"Of course not." Yang Ming said, "I have my own way to lead him out."

"However, you have to make sure that something is on him." Liu Yezi nodded.

"Such an important thing, do you think he will put it in the room instead of carrying it?" Yang Ming didn't think so.

"That's true. If it were me, I would also take it with me. It's safer." Liu Yezi agreed.

The car was parked at the door of a hotel. The hotel is not as large as the Douglas Hotel, but it looks very tidy and clean.

"It's right here, and our people are also in it. I'll contact them first." Liu Yezi said after stopping the car.

"Well, just confirm where Kevin is, and leave the rest to me." Yang Ming said.

Liu Yezi took out his mobile phone and dialed out a number. The mobile phone card was bought casually, and there was nothing to hide in the conversation, so he was not afraid that someone would monitor it.

"My little leaf, how's it going over there?" Liu Yezi asked casually.

"Kevin went to the nightclub and was watching the performance. At the third table in the right corner, ours were at the sixth table on the left." The person over there responded.

"Okay, leave the rest to us. You don't have to come out." Liu Yezi said.

"Undert it." The people over there answered.

After hanging up the phone, Liu Yezi told Yang Ming about Kevin's location. Yang Ming nodded: "Wait for me in the car. After I get out and get in the car, you can drive."

"Where to go?" Liu Yezi asked subconsciously.

"You can drive wherever there are few people, just find a good place to do it." Yang Ming said.

"I know, boss, be careful." Liu Yezi understood that Yang Ming wanted to lure the enemy out. Although he didn't know how he used it, it must be very dangerous to think about it.

Yang Ming smiled, got out of the car and walked to the hotel.

"Sir, do you want accommodation or a temporary rest?" As soon as Yang Ming entered the door, the waiter asked politely.

"Where is the nightclub? I have a friend here." Yang Ming said with a smile.

"Oh, sir, the nightclub is here. Please follow me." With that, the waiter took Yang Ming to a staircase on the side of the hotel lobby: "Here, go down and go. There will be a waiter to receive you below."

"Thank you." Yang Ming nodded and went downstairs.

When he got downstairs, a waiter really received Yang Ming warmly, but Yang Ming was not in the mood for entertainment. He said a few words to the waiter and told him that he was here to find someone. There was no need to bother him, so he walked straight inside.

The nightclubs here are similar to those in China, similar to the nature of bars. There is a performance in the front, someone chatting in the back, someone drinking, and some people watching the performance...