Since Jin Weibing had no money, he would not be polite to him. After picking up his wallet, he asked him to take off his clothes. The man had a gunshot wound on his leg, so he could only take off his shirt and suit.

Jin Weibing took his clothes and changed out of his dirty and smelly clothes on the spot. Then without looking at the people on the ground, he got into his car and stepped on the accelerator and drove away.

"Rob, rob...help..." The passerby watched helplessly as his newly purchased SUV was snatched away. His heart ached and his body ached. His eyelids rolled back and he fainted on the road.

The SUV was speeding along, and Jin Weibing relied on his memory of the road to arrive at the western suburbs chemical waste plant in twenty minutes.

The large iron door of the chemical plant was still half open, and the factory building was still dark, with not a single person in sight.

"White tiger? White tiger!" After Jin Weibing got out of the car, he held a pistol and walked straight into the door. This time, because the person asking him was one of his own, he was a lot more courageous. As soon as he entered the door, he shouted at the man in front of him.

A loud shout came from the direction of the rows of abandoned warehouses and factories.

However, in the empty factory building, except for the sound of wind mixed with intermittent echoes, no one answered.

Jin Weibing was puzzled, and then walked forward for more than ten meters and stopped near the factory. He stood there and looked at the dark workshops and warehouses, feeling that they were like wild beasts.

His bloody mouth seemed ready to swallow him up at any moment.

Jin Weibing stood in the silent night, his heart gradually becoming anxious as he waited, as if some extremely ominous premonition was overflowing from his heart little by little.

He seemed to have missed some details, but no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't figure out what went wrong?

Where are the White Tigers? Why aren't they here?

He thought about it, and took out his mobile phone again and dialed Bai Hu's number. However, what came from the receiver was a voice prompt that the other party's mobile phone was not in the service area.

How could this happen? It was clearly Bai Hu who contacted him here just now. Why can't his phone call go through now?

Could it be that... Bai Hu's identity has been exposed? He has now become a prisoner?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. His instinct for danger over the years made him feel that there was some unknown danger hidden in this place.

Jin Weibing immediately turned around and ran towards the parking lot at the door as fast as possible.

However, it's too late.

He only heard two gunshots, 'Bang! Bang!', and the next moment, his legs hurt and he fell to the ground softly.

Both of his thighs were directly pierced by bullets, and blood suddenly flowed like columns.

"Ah——!!" He screamed and instinctively moved his hands to cover his legs, but he only touched the viscous liquid with his own temperature.

However, Jin Weibing has been the boss for so many years. Although he was panicking at this time, he still gritted his teeth and shouted loudly into the dark night: "Who is it? Who is there? If you have the ability, stand up and fight.

?It’s a villain’s behavior to fire a concealed gun!”

"You are considered a villain by firing a concealed gun, but what kind of behavior do you think you are doing by twisting facts, confusing right and wrong, and slandering others?" Following a low male voice, Bai Hu slowly walked out of the night, with his back straight and his back behind him.

Carrying a sniper rifle.
Chapter completed!