My magic stick is going to heaven!

"Brother, you are right. I have been around West Street before, and business is not easy!"

The homeless man rubbed his palm and complained to Wen Changlang in a disgusted tone.

Wen Changlang nodded in response, and then stared at the exit, intently.

If he hadn't been so powerful today, he wouldn't have known what Shang Yanzhou had done behind his back, and he wouldn't have been honored to not call him for such a lively event!

No matter what, he has to come and join in the fun.

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The cargo ship was moored and docked. Liu Dachang was wearing a meticulous suit and was holding a cane in his hand. At this time, he was supporting the head of the cane with both hands. The brilliance is full of calculation.

As soon as the ship came to a stop and got on the bridge, the porters went up and down continuously, moving the boxes of goods on the ship to the trucks. There was a long fleet of more than a dozen vehicles, all of which were under the name of the Tobacco Industry Company. Pang Majestic, the staff at the customs office had to be careful and attentive.

At this time, a woman suddenly walked out of the Customs Office, Shang Yanzhou narrowed his eyes, the corners of his lips were the tightest, Shen Ci?Why is she here?

From a distance, one can vaguely see Shen Ci walking over, clinging to Liu Dachang's side and saying something, but Liu Dachang just nodded occasionally, his eyes were sluggish and lifeless except for the twinkling of light.

After finishing speaking, Shen Ci walked along the truck to check again and again with a smile. She seemed to be more concerned about this batch of goods than Liu Dachang.

The real Shen Ci is dead, but what is the purpose of this person pretending to be Shen Ci?

After the goods were loaded, Liu Dachang did not set off immediately, but turned around and walked out of the customs passageway, as if he was waiting for something.

Coincidentally, not far from Liu Dachang was the place where Wen Changlang chatted with homeless men.

When he saw Liu Dachang, Wen Changlang's feeling that something was wrong in his heart became much stronger. He always felt that there must be some information about Liu Dachang that he hadn't discovered yet.

Not long after, an all-white car stopped in front of Liu Dachang, the door opened, and it was Lawrence wearing glasses who stepped out from inside. Good job, this embarrassing partner finally appeared.

Wen Changlang took out a wide felt hat from his pocket, pulled it casually, and put it on top of his head, covering most of his face. In addition, his deliberately lowered head made it even more difficult to recognize him. face.

Looking around at the crowded crowd, Wen Changlang avoided the crowds vigilantly, retreated to the sparsely populated old alley, took out a yellow talisman from his pocket, and then transformed into a creature with his right hand, attaching the talisman with the spell, and then Then a trace of Liu Dachang's breath was injected into the talisman.

Finally, together with the gestures, the talisman disappeared and turned into a flowing shadow that directly penetrated the crowd and finally entered the back of Liu Dachang's neck. It was silent, but it played a vital role.

The tracking talisman was originally used to track resentful spirits. It is useless to use it on people in the Yang world. However, it is because of the strong resentment entangled in this Liu Dachang, so the tracking talisman can be used on him. effectiveness.

At this time, on the other side, Shang Yanzhou came out of a rouge dyeing workshop. Under the cover of drained cloth everywhere, Shang Yanzhou slowly approached the truck. As soon as possible, he hooked his legs through the door of the rear compartment, and with the help of boxes of tobacco raw materials, he successfully boarded the truck and disappeared from his tracks.