Chu Ge and Li Si added WeChat and made an appointment to send what they needed in a few days.
The first thing I want to do is to get a visa for Myanmar and a plane ticket, and I'm sure I'll be able to do it all.
Li Si is also very dry, put their own ID card, passport and photographs of a brain into the hands of Chu Ge.
On the third day after getting Li Si's documents, early in the morning, Chu Ge brought the documents to find Li Si.
He knocked on the door of the room, but the door is not Li Si, but a small girl only to his chest.
Chu Ge smiled, "Little sister, is brother Li at home?"
He knew that the little girl in front of him was called Mei, with a strange name, and was a signed child star of the [Feng Su Acting Company].
"Li Si isn't here, give me anything directly." Mei was expressionless.
She had a cold attitude, but Chu Ge didn't take it seriously.
Handing the documents to Mei, Chu Ge wanted to touch her head in passing. Who would have thought that Mei's head was lowered and she quickly dodged over, then closed the door with a bang.
The door to the room was closed tightly in front of him, and Chu Ge's outstretched hand froze in mid-air.
A hint of ruthlessness flashed through his eyes.
Anyway, it was just a little girl, and there didn't seem to be any family members. Might as well just ...
Forget about it, we can't make a mess and disrupt the company's arrangements.
He stood in place and whistled deeply, then turned around and went downstairs without hesitation.
However, what Chu Ge didn t know was that Mei had been watching his every move through the cat s eye, with eyes like he was looking at a dead man.
Mei stood in front of the door for two seconds, confirming that Chu Ge had left.
With those things under her armpits, she opened the door and walked down the stairs until she reached the ground floor.
There was a small door on the left hand side. Mei knocked on the door, and it immediately opened slightly a crack. Then a hand reached out from inside and yanked her inside quickly.
Li Si took the document and casually looked at it for a few moments before tossing it aside.
This air ticket was a forgery at first glance. These people could even misprint the official seal of the airline, and as soon as they met someone who knew what they were doing, they immediately revealed themselves.
Mei rubbed his arm and bared his teeth, looking at Li Si with a grumble: ''How many times have I told you, I can walk by myself! Don't drag me in like this, it really hurts."
Li Si gave her a brain crash.
He seriously explained to Mei that by grabbing the arm and pulling it first, he could quickly determine the enemy.
If what he had just touched was a man's arm, the blade hidden in his hand would have come in handy.
Mei nodded helplessly. She had heard Li Si speak these words countless times, and her ears were getting calloused.
But she really didn't understand, it's a modern society, who would have nothing to do but invade a shabby basement?
Li Si installed the door latch and stuffed the sound-absorbing sponges back into the doorway.
These sponges were bought by him from a certain treasure, lacking in sound-absorbing ability, but winning in cheapness and quantity.
Gluing the entire basement wall with sponges, a simple soundproof area took shape.
There was not only Li Si in the basement, but also a white man with a height of one metre nine. He wore sunglasses, had a full beard, and wore a hip-hop style leather jacket.
At the moment, he was busy stuffing sausages into his mouth, so he could only wave to Mei in his busy schedule, as if he had said hello.
Mei was polite: "Hello Uncle Yang."
The white man took a big gulp of milk, a grim smile on his face.
Lumik Young, an Irishman, was a stowaway hiding out on Yuchuan Street.
He said nothing about why he had come to the country, but Li Si could probably guess something.
Lumik's thumbs were all chopped off on both hands.
It was a Welsh gangster's rule, and it meant that Lumik had pointed a gun at people he shouldn't have.
Those aside, there were some skills in him that intrigued Li Si.
For example, Lumik was able to build control knives and simple firearms by hand without relying on a professional lathe.
Li Si's fountain pen was commissioned to be built by this guy. He had actually carved double-sided blood grooves on a fountain pen!
"Lee, let's hurry up and get started, there are three whole bottles of fine white wine waiting for me in the fridge." Lumik wiped his mouth.
"Your hands are already shaking, typical alcoholism. Keep drinking and be careful you can't even hold a knife steady."
Li Si gave a word of caution, but limited it to one.
Because so far, he and Lumik were still just getting what they wanted.
Lumik laughed out loud and shook his head, bringing a cardboard box up from the bottom of the table, "You don't understand, Lee, alcohol is the life of the Irish."
The white man roughly ripped open the carton and Beanpole gave a small whistle of surprise when he saw what was inside.
"Double-barrelled shotgun, semi-automatic, can be fired in bursts. Shell capacity twelve rounds, I've equipped you with three magazines, is that enough?" Lumik's fingers slowly brushed over the gun.
He looked up to gauge Li Si's expression, then cursed:
"Holy shit, 36 rounds isn't enough, are you going to massacre the Congress ... Okay, okay, how about I send two more magazines this afternoon?"
Li Si nodded slightly at this.
"Just give me the balance this month, better not be too soon, I'm afraid I'll take the money for booze before the end of the month."
Lumik muttered and got up, setting up a target in the corner of the basement.
"Effective range is 25 metres, try it."
Li Si raised the gun and pressed bullets into it.
Mei immediately covered his ears when he saw this.
Boom!
Li Si didn't hesitate to fire, and the wooden target was instantly blasted to pieces. Even if he covered his ears, Mei felt his brain buzzing.
But with the sound-absorbing sponge in place, the sound sounded just a little bit like something heavy accidentally falling to the ground to those outside.
Lumik set up the target again, and this time, Li Si fired another shot from a little further away.
This time he missed, the ricochet narrowly missing Lumik and sending the other man into a fit of shock.
"Come on, don't try it. Shotguns have that little range anyway, it's the equivalent of walking up to someone's face and shooting them, it doesn't matter if you aim or not."
Lumik scrambled to gather up his belongings, fearing that he would be accidentally killed by Li Si.
He knew that Li Si had been lusting after his treasured sniper rifle for a long time.
Lumik walked away. Beanpole put the wood shavings into a rubbish bag, picking up the shell casings on the ground in the process.
"What time is it?" Li Si asked suddenly.
Realising that Feng Su would be coming home soon, the two guys gathered everything on their hands and knees, then darted upstairs.
Fifteen minutes later, Feng Su cheerfully pushed open the door, "I'm home! Look what delicious food I bought!"
Mei who was watching TV, and Li Si who was lying on the sofa reading a book turned around at the same time, "Welcome back!"
Feng Su put the things on the table and started to take off his heavy coat, "You two didn't cause any trouble while I was away, did you?"
"No no!" Mei and Li Si shook they head together.
"Really?" Feng Su sniffled suspiciously, pretty sure he smelled gunpowder.
Li Si had long since passed the age of playing with firecrackers, so Feng Su looked at Mei with a smile.
"Little Mei, do you have nothing to say to me?"
Mei froze. She looked back at Li Si and found that the guy had rolled over on the couch and wasn't even looking at himself.
You're a real dog! Mei was grief-stricken.
Feng Su was already close at hand, "It clearly smells like gunpowder, lying children can need to be punished!"
Seeing that Li Si didn't have the slightest intention of saving the day, Mei helplessly lowered his head:
"I was wrong, Sister Susu ..."