Chapter 694: The City Lord's Fury Is Thrilling

This villa has an area of ​​more than 600 square meters, and the basement space is not small, and it is also 80 to 90 square meters. It is divided into two rooms and one hall. The decoration of the room is very magnificent.

The area of ​​the hall is also about forty square meters. It is installed like a bar, with a ruler-shaped counter. There is a wine cabinet on the whole wall behind it, which is full of wine.

At this time, three combat team members were sitting in front of the bar counter, drinking and talking in a low voice.

The weapons were put aside, it seemed that the three of them were chatting happily, and they laughed from time to time. The three of them were obviously dizzy with alcohol on their faces, and they didn't notice Di Ping coming down the stairs.

The sound of Cheng Chao's footsteps was relatively heavy, and when he stepped into the stairs, the three of them were awakened, and they all looked back.

When they saw Di Ping, who had a gloomy face, the three of them immediately sobered up halfway, and hurriedly stood up. They moved too quickly and knocked the chair under them to the ground, making a loud noise.

"City Lord!"

The three of them were nervous, and the chair behind them didn't dare to help them when they fell down, so they looked down at the soles of their feet.

The combat team is disciplined, and they are not allowed to drink alcohol when they have a mission. Although they don't usually care about it, the three of them still feel scared when the city lord is caught.

Di Ping's anger grew more and more in his heart. He found that the combat team would not be able to rectify it. Usually, it seemed nothing, but he didn't expect to find so many problems when he took a closer look.

In the past, as long as the combat team recruited young and middle-aged people, they were allowed to join the combat team.

Combat teams are mixed, and some players with bad conduct quickly lead to bad team members, resulting in a decline in the quality of the team.

Although I usually have myself under pressure, generally there will not be many problems, but if I am not there, this group will collapse in an instant.

This is not alarmist!

At this time, Di Ping was no longer in the mood to criticize the three team members. He asked with a gloomy face:

"Where's Wang Dequan?"

Hearing Di Ping's voice, the three foreign players were shocked, and then they reacted, and hurriedly pointed to the door of a room and said, "The city... the city owner... is... over here! "

"How are people making noise?"

Di Ping looked at the closed door in the innermost room and asked in a deep voice.

"It's still...it's still quiet, just always looking in one direction, murmuring and talking non-stop!"

The combat team member who spoke up just now was obviously stronger than the other two, and immediately replied when he heard Di Ping's question.

"Hmm! Open the door!"

Di Ping nodded expressionlessly.

"Yes!"

The man responded immediately, took out a key from his waist, and hurried forward to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, a heavy smell of disinfectant rushed out. Di Ping frowned and looked into the room.

This is a semi-sunken basement, with a 30-centimeter-wide long glass window slightly higher than the ground.

A ray of light shot in from the glass window, illuminating the room brightly. Di Ping swept away the situation in the room at a glance.

The room is very simple, a bit like a hotel room, with a bed, a wardrobe and a writing desk.

The sun shone into the room and was shining on the bed, when a person was shot on the bed covered with white sheets.

His hands were wrapped in thick gauze, which was obviously much shorter than the others. The length of the elbow was no longer there, and the little blood on it was so dazzling.

The two broken arms were held upright, as if they were complaining to the heavens for something?

However, the complexion on Wang Dequan's face was much better than before, except that it was less ruddy, not as pale as before.