Strongest Worker

Chapter 140

Then the two bodyguards changed the topic and said nothing more than the girl style and Sao of which club. Li Qing was not in the mood to listen to them any more.

However, from the few conversations between the two people, Li Qing also heard a general idea that the young lady in the bodyguard's mouth should be Jiang ting. It seems that her situation at home is not very good.

Li Qing pondered for a moment. At the moment, the problem in front of him is how to sneak into the villa safely. One is to escape the tracking of surveillance cameras, and the other is to avoid the eyes of two bodyguards.

In the past, it would be easy to kill the two bodyguards here, but now Li Qing doesn't want to scare the snake, so he can only change to a softer way.

Through the night, Li Qing reached out and touched the iron sheet outside the substation, then took out a thin iron wire from his pocket, carefully inserted it into the lock hole, rotated it slightly, and opened the lock on the substation with an extremely slight click.

Carefully open the door of the box and try to avoid the sound of iron friction. Li Qing focused on the cumbersome lines inside through the night.

After a while, he pulled a thin thread from his clothes and rolled it. Then he tied the iron wire that had been unlocked on it, carefully hung the temporarily assembled destruction tool and leaned towards two adjacent lines.

With a light sound, a faint spark surged up at the contact place of the wire. At the same time, the thin wire was burned and the iron wire fell down.

Li Qing was very patient. He put the burned thin line into his pocket, pulled another thin line and tied it up. He still repeated the steps just now, so three or four times. Finally, with a loud bang, the two lines completely fused.

At the same time, the lights of nearly half of the manor went out at the same time, and the four sides suddenly fell into darkness.

"Who!" the two bodyguards heard the sound and reacted very sensitively. They reached out and took out the pistol from their waist. With the other hand, they turned on the flashlight and leaned towards the substation.

"Shit." Li Qing secretly scolded. Even the two ordinary bodyguards were equipped with guns. Shouldn't Jiang Ting's background be an arms dealer? No wonder she, a woman, can have such a great underground force in Yanjing. Compared with her, Zhou Laohei's goods are just like heaven and earth.

"People in the back, hurry out!" he approached slowly step by step, his body flashed, and the muzzle of the gun suddenly aimed at the back of the substation box, but it was already empty. At the moment, the substation box just opened by Li Qing is still firmly locked, and there is no clue. Even the weeds below can't find any trace of anyone staying.

"What's going on over there!" a rough voice came over. The two bodyguards looked up and saw only a bald man with a flashlight in his hand looking over here.

Quickly shook back with the flashlight: "it's all right. It should be a short circuit. Find someone to repair it."

"Well, I'll call someone now and report to the old man. Where are you two?"

"Understand!" the two bodyguards responded in unison, then leaned against the substation and lit a cigarette.

After taking a deep breath, he spit out a smoke ring and spread it in the air. One of the bodyguards kicked the iron sheet on the substation box and shouted, "it's been fun for several years and should be broken."

"Isn't it?"

The two people complained incessantly and didn't notice that a dark shadow had quietly flashed out. Through this short power failure, they climbed up the villa and disappeared on the roof. Those infrared cameras that didn't leave a dead corner were dim at the moment of power failure and couldn't play a role at all.

When the power supply was restored, Li Qing had successfully mixed into the villa with the help of the exhaust pipe on the roof. After climbing forward along the narrow pipe for a while, Li Qing stopped, looked into the hall through the grid and saw a familiar figure.

Jiang Ting is dressed in sportswear, her hair is scattered behind her head, her slim body is leaning on the sofa, and she is massaging an old man's shoulders.

Li Qing is located just above their heads. From here, he can even cross two exquisite collarbones and see the mysterious and deep gully under the sportswear package through Jiang Ting's neckline.

The old man in front of Jiang Ting was dressed in a bathrobe, with silver hair and aging. However, his face was extremely firm and his body was straight. It was obvious that he was a soldier. One of the two legs that exposed the hem of the bathrobe was shiny with metal and a prosthetic limb.

"This old guy is not easy." after a short observation, Li Qing gave such a judgment. It's more than nine o'clock in the evening. If Jiang Ting is not the little woman kept by the old man, it can only be his daughter. Through the conversation with the bodyguard outside, it's obvious that the second possibility is greater.

The soldiers are of high quality and have strong anti reconnaissance ability. Even if the old man is dying, Li Qing doesn't dare to be careless. He tries to control his breath and listen to the conversation between the two people.

"Well, you can have a rest," the old man suddenly said in a hoarse voice.