Ye Lingfeng didn''t speak. He knew that it was better not to be too clear about some things, especially the things between gangs.


    However, Nangong Tianyun didn''t seem to care about what ye Lingfeng knew. He said, "this man is from the black dragon gang. Damn it, the black dragon Gang is more and more rampant. This time, even the wild geese dare to kidnap."


    Black dragon Gang? Ye Lingfeng blinked his eyes and didn''t speak. He didn''t want to know too much, so he stood up with a smile, stretched his waist and said, "Mr. Nangong, since you''ve come, there''s nothing wrong with me. I have something else to go first!"


    Nangong Tianyun nodded, "OK, next time I''ll come to thank Mr. Ye personally."


    "No need!" Ye Lingfeng smiles and shakes his head. Then he opens the car door and sits in. He starts the accelerator and quickly turns the steering wheel, heading for the way he came.


    He doesn''t want to get too close to the underworld people, especially between big gangs. There are many complicated things, and a little bit of such things will cause a lot of trouble.


    Anyway, the Nangong family brought people here. As for the corpse, let them deal with it!


    Driving towards the old city, ye Lingfeng lights a cigarette and glances at the pistol falling on the carpet. He picks it up, looks at it and smiles.


    This is a 1951 pistol made in Italy. It was produced in 1968. The bullet is powerful, but the accuracy is a little bit low. However, this pistol is a imitation of 1951. It is made by the largest military factory in tiesanjiao, which is almost the same as that made in Italy.


    It''s a good pistol, not to mention the window glass. Even if it''s hit on a 7mm thick steel plate, it has to be pierced.


    In China, it''s not easy to get a pistol. Although the window of the car has been punched, I have gained a pistol. How can I make a profit.


    There is only one bullet in the pistol, which makes Ye Lingfeng smile bitterly. It hurts to have a gun without a bullet!


    ……


    When this happened in the afternoon, ye Lingfeng was not in the mood to drive a black car, and taking such a bullet hole to run a black car would definitely attract the attention of the traffic police, which is difficult to explain at that time.


    He thought of taking it to the repair shop to replace the glass, but he was afraid that the repair shop would call the police, so he thought about it and finally got through a phone call: "Hello, Lao Liu, I''m Ye Lingfeng!"


    Lao Liu was one of the black car drivers at the gate of Nanhai University yesterday. They didn''t know each other because they didn''t call each other, but they finally settled down. After meeting each other this morning, they left each other their phone numbers. Lao Liu has been a black car driver for more than ten years, so he is very familiar with the repair shops.


    When he learned that ye Lingfeng was looking for a place to repair his car and wanted to keep it absolutely secret, Lao Liu said, "you are looking for people to repair your car. They are everywhere, but the situation you said is not safe. You can go to Ah Wei. This boy will certainly help."


    Yesterday, the two men almost Lingwei call each other, so they don''t want to call each other.


    Half an hour later, ye Lingfeng drove to Fengye community, a small town near the city, which is only half an hour''s drive.


    Many migrant workers in the town, including some motorcycle drivers and three wheeled drivers, of course, Lao Liu also lives in this community. Zhu Wei lives in a bungalow near the main road. The bungalow has two facades, which are connected together. It looks very spacious.


    There are a lot of car repair equipment in it, but it''s just a little old. I heard Lao Liu say that Zhu Wei used to run a repair shop, but later he was smashed by the underworld. Now these two shops are just car repair shops, but it seems that business is not booming, otherwise Zhu Wei would not run a black car.


    Zhu Wei is naked, the tattoo on his back is an eagle, with a ponytail, strong and strong. He really looks a bit bluffing.


    As the car drove into the front door, Zhu Wei felt the hole through which the bullet had passed. "Was it the May 4th movement or 1951?"


    Ye Lingfeng a Leng, this guy unexpectedly this also saw.


    "Don''t get me wrong. I''m more interested in guns and have done some research. I know that the bullets with such great power and bullet holes are made in Italy in 1951, except for the 54 made in China." Zhu Wei, holding a cigarette in his mouth, caressed the road carefully.


    Ye Lingfeng shrugged his shoulders. "I don''t know. Today, I happened to encounter a gang of underworld fighting. A bullet hit through the glass. At that time, I ran away and didn''t see clearly."


    Zhu Wei spat out a smoke ring and gave him a deep look. Without asking much, he said, "I''ll go to the manufacturer directly to get the window glass. It''s estimated to be 200 yuan, original!"


    "Thank you!" Ye Lingfeng nodded. The other party was really interesting. If the car was repaired directly in the repair shop or 4S shop, I''m afraid it would be eight or nine hundred yuan less. Two hundred yuan is the production price.


    Zhu Wei shook his head. "It''s all about eating this bowl of rice. If I earn your money, I''m not loyal enough. I''ll pick up the goods later. Come back tomorrow and pick up the car! "


    Immediately, ye Lingfeng got into Zhu Wei''s car.Zhu Wei''s Southeast Lingshuai is very good. Although it is five or six years old, its performance is very good. It seems that it often needs maintenance. Running 80 or 90 yards, the engine doesn''t even make any noise.


    "Good engine, eight cylinder?" Ye Lingfeng asked with a smile.


    "Yes, the engine of the original Mitsubishi sports car, which my friend brought back to me from the island, 180000 yuan! It''s Infiniti''s, baby! " Zhu Wei''s proud way.


    Great! Ye Lingfeng admires him. This seemingly 100000 Southeast Lingshuai is comparable to a real sports car. However, there are fewer people refitting sports cars these days. Even those refitting sports cars are millions of luxury cars. No wonder Lao Liu thinks that Zhu Wei spent more than 300000 to refit a broken car is too much.


    After driving into the city, Zhu Wei asked him where to go. Ye Lingfeng thought about it, and then said, "go to the police station!"! Zhu Wei was startled, and his eyes to Ye Lingfeng were a little strange.


    "Don''t get me wrong, where is my friend, so you put me there!" Ye Lingfeng said with a bitter smile.


    Zhu Wei nodded and said nothing more.


    Ten minutes later, Southeast Lingshuai drove to the door of the police station. As soon as ye Lingfeng got out of the car, Zhu Wei said hello to him and drove away.


    Just walked to the office hall of the police station, Xiao Liu, who was working, stood up and said carefully, "brother ye, the team leader is angry now. You will see her later. Be careful!"


    Furious? This girl is not once or twice! Ye Lingfeng can''t help laughing and nodding, "she''s in the office, isn''t she? I''ll go and have a look. This woman seems to be well adjusted. It''s not good to lose her temper all the time! "