Chapter 272: Touching Porcelain (2) [Additional updates for the sharp red envelope]
After confirming that these people should be cheating, what will Yang Dongli and the other three do?
Reason, denounce them, despise them, scold them away? Just kidding, how can these grandsons have such big faces?
In fact, even the guys in the Xuange Camp team did not realize that after experiencing several consecutive system missions, their personalities and mentality had actually undergone huge changes.
If this kind of thing had happened before, these old guys might have compromised first, then reported it to the SIR or something like that, and tried to find a way to get back on their feet.
Now, of course, it should be as simple, crude, quick, and as comfortable as possible.
Without the slightest hesitation, Yang Dongli shouted loudly: "Fat Dahuang, call and report SIR, saying that someone hit someone on the highway."
Team Little Yellow Fatty squinted his eyes, stretched out his right hand and pointed at the five people in front of him, and said coldly:
"Grandson, you have found the wrong person. Now go to the roadside and squat down for me one by one; remember to follow the order of high and low, and do not whisper to each other. As long as you wait until the SIRs arrive, you will be fine today.
Damn it! You dare to touch us, how dare you~"
All the guys in the Xuan Ge Camp team, especially the veterans who participated in three missions, are all responsible for dozens of lives.
Such a thing is almost unimaginable to ordinary people in the peaceful China of the modern plane.
They waited until after dark before sending them out.
The skinny driver even instinctively followed the team leader's instructions and squatted on the roadside.
As a result, when I was browsing my phone, I accidentally saw a highly liked news on the Internet:
Some can only use the most direct way to deal with their opponents in the blink of an eye.
There was no time to dodge, and Yang Dongli did not intend to dodge. After slightly moving his head away, he allowed the other party to hit his left shoulder with a steel pipe.
If you don't do it well at all, I'll beat you to death~"
At the same time, he punched the opponent hard in the abdomen with his right hand.
If it were ordinary people, this steel pipe would have made them lie down long ago.
The tears and snot mixed together into a scene that made Huang Yizhi, who rushed up, unable to do anything.
A little beside him, Yang Dongli's violent kick also knocked the man holding the urn to the ground, unable to get up.
When one of his opponent's big teeth flew out, he fell down with his head held high.
Immediately, several other people also reacted, and the timidity in their hearts also turned into embarrassment and anger.
But for Lao Yang, who was used to being in a life-and-death fight where his opponent bites and squeezes out the last bit of strength from his body, that's all.
After saying that, they rushed towards their Guangben.
It's night! The dinner originally planned by Yang Dongli, Huang Yizhi, Duan Zheng, and Xu Feng turned into a meal of Hunan rice noodles the next morning.
After all, no matter how rubbish these people are, they are still their own rubbish.
Including the long training in the mission world and the system training ground, the leader's fist was surprisingly heavy, and he directly beat the tattooed man into a prawn bent over the pole.
In the evening, it was time for the four of them to get together again.
Even when they saw the arrival of the SIRs, these five guys were about to burst into tears.
I must have eaten some fried rice noodles in the morning that had not yet been fully digested, so I vomited them out on the spot.
The Jiangmen Municipal Bureau of Eastern Guangdong Province mobilized more than 200 personnel to destroy many porcelain gangs and arrested a total of 61 people.
In this way, on the Jiangmen section of the Shenhai Expressway in eastern Guangdong, where the traffic volume is astonishing, many passing car owners were extremely surprised to see this scene:
In this section of road, there are warning triangles and roadblocks in the distance.
The man who was responsible for polishing the rear of the car with sandpaper, who was the first to kneel down and beg for mercy, even shouted in his mouth: "SIR, we are a porcelain gang, arrest us quickly."
Drag the grandsons on the ground, wake them up, and then squat on one side for me; remember to follow the order of high and low, and no whispering is allowed.
He shouted in a crying voice: "Brother, brother, stop fighting, we were wrong~"
The reason why he called them out like this was because Huang Yizhi knew how veterans like them fought, and there was no fancy fighting at all.
Not even a groan of pain came out of his mouth. In the blink of an eye, he hit his opponent with an uppercut on the chin.
The main reason was that after Yang Dongli and the three of them were taken away by Ah SIR, they were delayed for a long time while recording their confessions and understanding the situation.
Facing Huang Yizhi who was rushing towards him, he threw down the baseball bat in his hand with a "DUANG~" and knelt on the ground respectfully.
However, they were not very disappointed with all this.
But in the blink of an eye, the tall man with the tattoo on his neck reacted first and cursed in anger:
"Who are you trying to scare? I'm going to kill you."
Two of them had blood on their faces, and half of their faces were swollen.
Therefore, when these three people originally set out, they were eager to discuss the feasting and feasting in Star City, but everything turned into a phantom.
There is such a real murderous aura emanating from his body that it can scare the faint of heart.
Following the tattooed man, they all took out weapons such as baseball bats and steel pipes from behind the seats in the back seat, and rushed towards the team leader and the others.
Under the current internal contradictions, there is no problem in giving them a beating, but it will not lead to a fatal blow.
And when Huang Yizhi rushed up, there was only a slightly frightened opponent standing in front of him. It was the same guy who had the sandpaper in his hand.
Chasing the team leader and Yang Dongli's buttocks, he shouted:
"What the hell! Save one for me. I won't beat the shit out of him today."
As for Huang Yizhi, after he hurriedly put away the cell phone he had just made a call on, he also had the same expression of embarrassment and anger that he had been fooled.
He didn't even have to wait for the next second, a steel pipe hit his head.
There was no way! Under the pressure of these three brutal men in front of him, he really couldn't stand it anymore...
The actual situation is also the same. I saw that the team leader was the first to meet the tattooed man. He raised his right hand and blocked the tattooed man's right wrist, which was equivalent to stopping the opponent's fierce attack in time. Baseball bat.
Therefore, if these laughing and joking people still look quite normal in front of others when there is nothing going on, then they are considered harmless.
Upon seeing this, the emotions that appeared on the faces of Yang Dongli and Duan Zheng were not fear.
No! Just under the cold eyes and gaze of the rookie captain, the five people couldn't help but shudder.
Because at around 8 o'clock in the morning, when they broke up in front of a certain hotel, Duan Zheng and Huang Yizhi, two fat guys, planned to sleep in the hotel, while Yang Dongli went home directly.
If you work a little later, you won't be able to make the trip.
In the end, Huang Yizhi was helpless and yelled depressedly: "Didn't you hear what we just explained?
On the side of the road where two cars seemed to have rear-ended each other, five men were squatting there, not squinting, their backs straight.
Instead, there was a kind of excitement, indescribable excitement; with such excitement, the two of them directly faced him.
But if something happens, the one who has been through many brutal battles and has many real human lives on his hands is not a tadpole queen in a certain sense.
Almost in the blink of an eye, under the continuous muffled sound of punches hitting the flesh, all his friends fell down, which really frightened him.
The majority of migrant workers who have worked hard for a year no longer have such worries on the way back home; and I also thanked three people who were brave and did not want to be named, and played a key role in it.
Despite being tired after staying up all night, they felt relaxed almost instantly.
It's much better than calling a masseur to get a deep massage; but what comes with it is a desire to go home, and not much desire to continue wandering.
As the old saying goes! Rich or not, go home to celebrate the New Year...
