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Chapter 168

After returning home, Zhao Ming threw the captured masked man on the floor of the public bathroom, picked up the shower, turned on the faucet, and poured a stream of icy cold water over his head.

Stimulated by the cold water, the gang leader woke up.

"Who are you? Where am I?" the gangster said in German.

Zhao Ming picked up the toilet brush on one side and flicked it on his head, "This is China, speak Chinese to the labor and management!"

"Who are you? What place is this?" This time the gangster spoke in Chinese. Although the pronunciation was not very standard, the meaning was clearly expressed.

Snapped--

Zhao Ming swiped the brush again, "I stole labor's things, and I still don't know who labor is. Let me ask you, where did the truck go?"

"..." The gangster remained silent.

"Hey, are you pretending to be a tough guy? Then let's play a game." Zhao Ming put down the toilet brush and took a towel, "Don't break my toilet brush."

Zhao Ming folded the towel in half into a strip, spread it on the gangster's face, picked up the shower head and started spraying water on the towel, "I heard that the average person can only last 14 seconds in this game. If you are so stubborn, I guess you can last one second longer. Yes

Bar?"

"Woo...Woo...Woo..."

The gangster shook his neck hard and shook off the wet towel.

"Hey, you still dare to struggle. I want to see which one is stronger, your neck or my hands."

Zhao Ming was not angry, so he picked up the towel on one side, strangled the gangster's neck with one hand, threw the towel back into his face with the other, and then sprayed water on him.

The gangster continued to struggle, but this time he couldn't throw the towel off. Although the strength attribute was not Zhao Ming's strong point, it still had 12 points, far exceeding the standards of a normal person.

If it were Dwayne Johnson, he might still have a chance to struggle, if Zhao Ming didn't use his mental power to enhance his own strength.

It's a pity that the gangster doesn't have muscles like Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson, he's just a burly white guy with a little bit of muscle.

Zhao Ming started counting: "One, two, three..."

When he counted to fifteen, Zhao Ming moved the showerhead and towel.

Cough cough cough…

The gangster coughed violently and sprayed a lot of water from his mouth.

"The water is a bit cold, right? Sorry, I didn't treat you well." Zhao Ming stood up, reached out to turn on the water heater, adjusted the water temperature to 50 degrees, then squatted down again and pinched his neck, "Here, let me warm you up.

Warm, this time it’s still fifteen seconds.”

Fifteen seconds later, Zhao Ming took away the towel. The gangster coughed violently again and his face was as red as a cooked shrimp.

"Hey, look at your blushing face. Is the temperature too high? Sorry, sorry, my water heater is a Qianhe brand. The water temperature is unstable. It often comes out with 35-degree warm water when it is turned on at 50 degrees. I didn't expect it to actually come out this time.

The hot water is 50 degrees. But it doesn’t matter, I will adjust it again and let’s continue playing.”

After Zhao Ming finished speaking, he went to adjust the water heater again.

"Don't... don't get wet, I said, I said." The gangster panicked and quickly expressed his willingness to confess.

"Are you sure? This is only 15 seconds. Do you want to challenge for another 30 seconds? No? How about 20 seconds?" Zhao Ming said with a smile, "I guarantee that the water temperature will be very suitable this time."

"No, no, no, please, I beg you, no...oooooooooooo..." The gangster was so frightened that he cried when he saw that Zhao Ming was addicted to playing.

It was really boring for an old man to cry. Zhao Ming put on the shower and said, "Then tell me everything I want to know."

"Okay, okay." The gangster agreed repeatedly, "That truck is bound for the dock, and we have a boat waiting there. The boat will leave as soon as the three trucks arrive. If the truck does not arrive after the time, the boat will also leave.

leave."

"What does the boat look like? Where does it go?"

"It's a container ship bound for Singapore, where someone will pick it up."

"They probably don't know you were arrested yet. Can you contact them?"

"Yes, but there is another team of people responsible for transporting it. They won't listen to me."

"I don't need them to listen to you. Just say that you escaped, grabbed a speedboat and went to meet them. Just ask me for their GPS coordinates. Can you do it?"

"I can do it, I can do it." The gangster nodded repeatedly.

"Very well, don't play tricks, otherwise let's test how long you can hold on before suffocating yourself to death, starting from 20 seconds and increasing by 1 second each time."

The gangster trembled and quickly said that he would cooperate and would never try to warn his accomplices.

"System, with the GPS coordinates, can you teleport me to that ship?" Zhao Ming said to the system in his mind.

"Can."

Zhao Ming pulled the gangster up and sat down against the wall. He took out a satellite phone from his pocket, found the other party's number and dialed it.

The call was quickly connected, and the guy really didn't dare to talk nonsense. After some arguing, the other party gave me the GPS coordinates and said he would wait up to half an hour and he would leave on his own once the time was up.

"Very good, you won't die, not yet." Zhao Ming stood up, took out the steel suit from his portable space and began to put it on.

Now that the mental strength is at its lowest, and the opponent's enemy status is unknown, one must naturally protect oneself properly. Ordinary light weapons cannot do anything to this armor.

"Iron...Iron Man?" The gangster's eyes widened and he said in surprise.

"Hey, you still like to watch Marvel movies?" Zhao Ming pulled down his mask and lifted up the other person, "I'm not Iron Man, but this armor is genuine and authentic."

The gangster felt his eyes blurred, but when he looked carefully, he found that he had arrived on a large ship, which was exactly the ship he used to transport stolen goods.

"My God, you can do magic!"

Zhao Ming ignored the gangster's fuss, threw him aside and went straight to the cab.

There were not many people on the boat, except for a few gangsters in the wheelhouse, and the rest were sleeping in the cabin.

The gangsters in the cab did not expect that someone would suddenly appear. Without any mental preparation, they were all knocked to the ground by Zhao Ming's punch.

After tying them up, Zhao Ming searched the entire ship, captured all the remaining gangsters alive with pistol bullets, and gathered them in the restaurant on the ship.

Taking off his steel suit, Zhao Ming said to the gangsters on the ground: "It's been a long night and I have no intention of sleeping. Why don't we play a game? The name of the game is 'See who can last the longest'..."

After dousing them one by one, Zhao Ming found the container containing his stolen furniture.

When Zhao Ming opened the container and took a look, he found that this group of people were very particular about their work. The furniture was all wrapped in thick foam paper and there was no bump at all.

So far, all the stolen Ming Dynasty Haihuang furniture has been recovered.
Chapter completed!
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