Nightmare’s Call

By a port.

A large container, as the crane grabs it, is continuously placed on the docked freighter.

Near the port, next to a small supermarket for workers to shop.

A tall, thin man in a gray windbreaker and a round hat was looking at the huge long body of the freighter from a distance.

"Kailu, you are late." The thin and tall man suddenly said.

"It's only two minutes late." A muscular man in a black jacket walked by the supermarket.

There were two bloodstains on the man's wrist and a silver cross on his chest. It was really the mysterious man who had just fought against Lin Sheng.

"Have you fought against someone?" The tall and thin man glanced at the other party, was slightly taken aback, and said in a low voice.

"One of the small orders I took before, I just met on the road, and I was going to solve it smoothly, but I didn't expect the opponent to have some strength." Kailu smiled and raised his hand nonchalantly.

"It's okay, it's just that the skin of the wrist watch is a little bit broken, and the inside is not hurt. It will be fine in a few days."

The tall, thin man nodded.

"Don't take those small orders during this time, don't affect the business. But... There are also experts here who can hurt you?"

His tone seemed a little surprised.

"It's just a skin injury, I didn't use a gun." Kailu smiled.

"You're stupid again." The thin and tall man realized now that if Kailu cooperates with his spear and weapon, with that kind of power, no one in Huaisha City could escape his assassination.

"Okay, let's not talk about this, is everyone here?" Kailu's smile subsided.

"It's all here, let's start." The tall and thin man nodded.

How to obtain information and find the guy who attacked him before.

Lin Sheng thought about it for a long time.

This matter involves the White Card Gang, so it is very difficult to start. He is just an ordinary high school senior, ordinary and unremarkable.

Maybe the swordsmanship is better, but that's all.

In the face of guns, these are just futile.

He can react faster than the shooter at close range, but what about a little further away?

"What??! Someone intercepted you halfway!?"

Blackwater Iron Fist Club.

Lin Sheng was sitting on the chair, and Russell and Ma Dilan were having dinner. When they heard Lin Sheng's revelation, they both looked shocked, and the chopsticks and forks in their hands stopped immediately.

Russell looked serious.

"Almost shot? Mr. Lin, are you sure he really wants to kill you?"

Lin Sheng nodded slightly.

"I'm sure, that person did have killing intent. There is no mercy or room for attack."

"It shouldn't be the white card gang. My grandfather just said hello and got the promise from there. It's a big taboo in Taoism to make a promise but go back on it." Russell frowned.

"I'm also surprised, so I want to ask you, if you want to find out who is behind the scenes. How do you do it? Your family has a lot of connections, so you should know where to start?"

Lin Sheng said calmly.

He is not afraid of a strong opponent, but he is afraid of not being able to find anyone.

With his dream experience, he has infinite confidence.

"The only way to do this is to find the most well-informed person." Russell explained, "Generally, such people are mostly half-black and half-white intermediary roles."

"Do you have a goal?" Lin Sheng cheered up.

"There's a guy named Red Baboon in the sleigh bar, who was an arms dealer that my former firearms teacher brought me into contact with. I heard that he also sells some information, maybe I can try to contact him."

Russell whispered.

"What's the price?" Lin Sheng asked.

"I don't know, I haven't been in contact with it before, but the teacher took me there once." Russell also looked at a loss.

"If you just buy ordinary news, it shouldn't be too expensive." Ma Dilan whispered on the side.

"I'll take a look sometime." Lin Sheng pondered for a while, no matter what, he had to find a breakthrough.

It's not a way to worry about it every day, for fear that someone will trouble him. It has to be done once and for all.

After training a few new poor youngsters in the club, it was around seven o'clock in the afternoon that Lin Sheng went out with his sword box on his back and headed home.

When we were halfway there, a large group of people walked towards us on the street.

The group held banners and wore uniform white armbands around their arms. Each one looked serious and solemn.

A woman who took the lead, holding a megaphone in her hand, was still yelling as she walked: "Oppose the 1996 Treaty! Oppose the betrayal of the country!!"

"Oppose the Treaty of 1996! Oppose selling the land!!"

The rest of the crowd followed suit.

At a glance, Lin Sheng saw at least hundreds of people shouting along in the parade.

On that white banner, it also read: Get out of Redeon! Get out of here!

Like the rest of the passers-by, Lin Sheng stopped and stood by the side of the road, quietly waiting for the parade to pass by.

Seeing the team walking all the way, he was quite fortunate in his heart.

Fortunately, there are no Redeons in the Tekken Club. They are all Celines and other nationalities. Or mixed race. Otherwise, it would be troublesome to get involved in this kind of thing.

After the team passed, Lin Sheng took the bus and went all the way home.

Walk into the community and quickly go up the floor.

Just after taking out the key, Lin Sheng opened the anti-theft door.

I saw on the ground at the door, apart from my parents' shoes, there was also a pair of girls' brown boots.

In the living room, my mother's voice came.

"Come in Shenchen, your sister Yueyue is here!"

Sister Yueyue? ?

Lin Sheng wanted to change into slippers, but found that the slippers he usually wore were missing, and they must have been worn by someone else.

In desperation, he bent down and opened the shoe cabinet, and took a pair of plastic slippers from inside to change into.

As for Yueyue that my mother said, I have no impression at all.

Lin Sheng put on his shoes, closed the door and walked into the living room.

My mother, Gu Wanqiu, was sitting on the sofa with a handsome girl in her twenties.

The girl was wearing white short sleeves, a pink lotus leaf skirt showing her slender legs, her long black hair draped over her shoulders, and she looked sad.

The tea table in front of the two of them was full of used tissues.

"Hi brother, I'll go wash up first." Seeing Lin Sheng coming in, the girl stood up in a daze.

"Go, go, wash up and rest early. Your room is over there, and the quilts on the bed are all made up." Gu Wanqiu said softly.

"Okay, thank you, auntie." The girl quickly walked into the bathroom with slightly red and swollen eyes, and closed the door.

Here Gu Wanqiu waited until the person left, then got up and pulled Lin Sheng and whispered.

"Wang Yue is your distant cousin, do you still remember that you used to go to their house to play when you were young, and tied a bunch of knots in the hair of one of her favorite dolls.

This time, she was cheated by a friend and borrowed a campus loan, but now she owes a lot of money, and she has already caught up with the school. "

Gu Wanqiu sighed: "Yueyue only borrowed 3,000 yuan, but after two months, she has to pay back 6,000 yuan! Isn't this a scam!"

"Then why is she here?" Lin Sheng asked with a frown.

"Come to avoid it. Those people have all chased her to her school, which is Blueport University. Now she dare not go back to school, and her family dare not contact her.

If I hadn't seen her when I was shopping for vegetables today, I'm afraid this child will be a mess." Gu Wanqiu sighed.

Hearing this, Lin Sheng has figured it out.

Obviously, it was my mother who saw this distant cousin in distress and took her initiative to take her home.

On weekdays, she is quite a troublesome person, but when it comes to relatives and relatives, she always performs extremely well.

Just like this time, isn't she afraid to provoke those debt collectors into the house?

Lin Sheng was helpless.

What is this Yueyue cousin, N has not been in touch for many years, and she has no feelings at all, that is, my mother is full of sympathy.