Although something feels wrong, but with such a bunch of buddies present, and being brought over with a huge crowd, they can't just leave without giving a shit?
The characteristic of Beijing people is that if they don't take you seriously, they will never take it seriously. Once they take it seriously, they will accept death. Even if they know that there is a dragon's pond and a tiger's den ahead, they still have to rush into it. This created Wang An'an to knock on the door regardless of dissuasion. The latest chapter of Kai's Saga.
"When someone opens the door later, tie them up first. We only need to offend the one who offends us, and the rest of them are not allowed to touch them. Do you hear that?" Wang Anan put down the copper ring and said, obviously he also had a lot of worries in his heart.
"Anzi, I always feel something is wrong. Why don't we evacuate as soon as possible? That little girl looks familiar to me, as if I've seen it somewhere before." A buddy behind him said, these guys are dandies, but they are not stupid either.
"It doesn't matter who it is, they are here. You must go in. If something happens, it will happen after something happens. Now just block the door." Wang Anan became cruel.
The ancient copper ring knocked on the door and made a different sound. A group of people felt that something was wrong. They always felt that this time the blockade was different from the usual blockades. Normally, if they wanted to do anything, the plainclothes people in Beijing would pass by. To remind them not to make too much noise, but now there is not even a feather to remind them.
After a while, the door opened. Without saying a word, Wang Anan pointed a pistol at the temple of the person who opened the door and said, "Don't move, I'll beat you to death if you do."
The others saw a middle-aged man, and they all gathered around him, but they tacitly understood that they didn't want to be messed with. Instead, they were all used to this scene.
"Little baby, I advise you to put down the gun in your hand and don't play with me, otherwise I will teach you a lesson for your parents." The person who came out was Uncle Jia. He had already heard that half of the dandies in Beijing were uneducated. There are only a few people who have skills, but they have never dared to mess with him. Unexpectedly, they really encountered him today, and they actually dared to point a gun at his head.
"Oh, fuck, what's going on today? Every person I meet has a louder tone than the next. Be honest with me, or else don't blame me for beating the shit out of you." Wang Anan didn't care, "Say, yes Didn't some guy in his twenties go in with two women and a little girl?"
Uncle Jia was not angry either. He had never been pointed at the head with a gun in half his life, and those who dared to point a gun at his head in the first half of his life were basically buried in the grave. It was not that he was not angry, but was He was so angry that this ignorant boy actually pointed a gun at his head and wanted to beat the shit out of him.
"Go in, but I advise you to save your parents' worries. He won't be as polite to you as I am. Dozens of you are not enough to fill his teeth." Uncle Jia said calmly, but did not talk to them. Take action, if he is willing, Wang An'an's gun will never be placed on his head.
Wang Anan would definitely not listen to Uncle Jia's words. If he could scare him with just a few words, he wouldn't gather people to block the door.
"Anzi, don't be verbose. It's important to do business. The nights are long and we have many dreams." The few buddies behind him became worried.
"Don't say anything, otherwise don't blame me for being rude." Wang Anan pointed the gun at Uncle Jia and threatened.
"There are so many people gathered here blocking the door. It seems that this is not the rule. How about I call him out and you come with him one-on-one?" Uncle Jia suggested.
"Stop talking nonsense, Anzi, don't listen to him." Wang An'an didn't say anything, and the few buddies behind him became anxious. They have all seen how powerful Canglong is, not to mention one-on-one, even if they are in the dozen or so. If everyone comes together, they may not be able to defeat Canglong. They dare to come here because they rely on the guns in their hands.
Wang Anan was not stupid enough to listen to Uncle Jia. He held a gun and tried to knock Uncle Jia unconscious. However, he never expected that the middle-aged man in front of him, who was dozens of years older than him, would be buried in the ground at a glance. Nian actually dodged it quickly. Before he could react, a familiar feeling appeared.
The next moment, the gun in his hand was disarmed. Uncle Jia took away the gun with one hand and grabbed Wang Anan with the other. He finally understood what this familiar feeling was. Two hours ago, he was In this way, Cang Long twisted his arm out of joint. No one expected that this scene would happen again.
"Damn..." When the guys behind saw this scene, they rushed up with weapons. Uncle Jia was not nervous at all. He just pointed the gun gently at the back of Wang Anan's head and said coldly. : "If he dares to take a step forward, I will kill him!"
Compared to Wang An'an's cruel words, Uncle Jia's words were so murderous that dozens of people, whether they were close or far away, were a little creepy. This tone was so familiar that only the fathers and grandfathers , they had such momentum after saying these words, but they didn’t expect to feel it from an old guy who opened the door today.
No matter how threatening Uncle Jia was, they all backed away. It felt like a mouse seeing a cat, fearing from the bottom of his heart.
"You, who are you?" Only then did they remember something. This courtyard house has no details.
"Why, you just encouraged me to do it, and now you all encourage me...ah...my hand is broken, broken...I was wrong, let go, I was wrong." Wang Before An An could finish his words, Uncle Jia twisted his hand, and this tragic guy's hand was dislocated again.
Everyone present did not dare to come up, because the gun in Uncle Jia's hand told them that this was not a scare. It felt that if they wanted to swarm up, what was waiting for them would be the muzzle of the gun. Even if they were not killed, they would definitely He would reward them with a few bullets. After holding the gun, the middle-aged man in front of him had a completely different aura. He always exuded the temperament of an older generation of revolutionaries.
"You don't have to worry about who I am. If you leave now, I can pretend that what happened today didn't happen." Jia Shu said coldly, as if one man was in control and no one could get away with it.
"But..." Although the dozen or so people were a little scared, they were unwilling to leave, because it was not only a matter of not being able to breathe, but also a matter of face. If they left like this, how could they stay in the capital in the future? Hanging around?
"Okay, it seems that none of you are going to leave today." Uncle Jia sneered, making everyone's hair stand on end, "Since you don't want to leave, then you can, let your parents come to my place to collect them in person tomorrow, and give them all to me. I'll catch him."
Uncle Jia gave the order, as if there were thousands of troops ambushing him, but the dudes looked around and saw no one was there. At this moment, they suddenly felt that this old guy was trying to fool them.
But after a while, they felt something was wrong. Many people walked out of the intersection. To be precise, these people did not have the same uniforms. There were all kinds of people, some dressed as cleaners and others in ordinary clothes. But when they gathered around, they all had the same momentum.
As long as each of them is given a military uniform, they will be among the best soldiers in China. These are plainclothes officers responsible for security in Beijing. They come from the Armed Police Force, which is also the most elite police force in China.
"What's going on?" The dudes looked depressed. A few of them wanted to go up and say something, but they were directly knocked down by plainclothes. They seemed not to know them and didn't take them seriously at all. It felt like They are a group of terrorists.
When something like this happened, Wang Anan and the others knew something was wrong, but it was useless for them to beg for mercy, because Uncle Jia ignored them at all. Under the siege of hundreds of plainclothes men, dozens of people brought by Wang Anan, They were all put to the ground, then arrested, and locked up in a utility room in the courtyard, with two plainclothes guards left behind.
For the first time in their lives, they enjoyed the treatment of prisoners. Dozens of people were crowded into a room and were asked not to make any sound. Their parents would come to pick them up one by one tomorrow.
After cleaning up everything, Uncle Jia closed the door, and Nanchizi Street returned to calm. No ordinary people saw anything here from beginning to end, because Uncle Jia had already cleaned up the surrounding area before that.
"Isn't it very neat?" Canglong Rooftop looked at everything just now, but Uncle Jia glared at him angrily, and then walked to his room.
When he arrived at the door, Uncle Jia turned around and said, "This is Beijing anyway, and you won't be allowed to mess around. I don't want to see something like this happen again."
He seemed to be warning Canglong, and after saying that, he went in to rest. In the miscellaneous room of the courtyard, a few complaints could occasionally be heard, but they were all scolded by the two plainclothes guards at the door. Canglong sat on the roof, As he admired the night view of Beijing, he felt like he was home for some reason.
He even couldn't believe what he was feeling. But at four or five o'clock in the morning, the two plainclothes men left on their own, but the people in the miscellaneous room still did not dare to come out. They seemed to be afraid of something. Honestly In fact, they followed Uncle Jia's instructions and waited for their parents to pick them up.
The first ray of sunshine fell on the city of Beijing, and everything was golden, just like this thousand-year-old ancient capital, with a majestic charm. As the sun rose, the loud national anthem suddenly sounded in Beijing, just like It is the rising sun, symbolizing that the country is moving toward prosperity.
The unfamiliar national anthem, the unfamiliar capital, and the unfamiliar courtyard house actually gave Canglong a familiar feeling, as if he had lived here since he was a child, as if he should belong here.
However, Canglong gave up this idea. For him, this was just an inexplicable feeling. Although this feeling was so familiar and so strong, he did not think that he belonged here. By noon, Canglong sent Wanwan to school, and when he came back from getting things for Wanwan, he saw many cars parked at the entrance of the courtyard, including military vehicles and official cars. Anyone with a little knowledge can find some things in these cars. Information about their owners.
Canglong walked in and saw the guy whose arm he had broken yesterday standing obediently next to a man in military uniform, completely without his usual domineering attitude.
And this man was talking to Uncle Jia, and he looked very respectful to Uncle Jia. Among most of the nonsense, Canglong only heard one useful sentence, that is, this man in military uniform taught Wang Anan a lesson: "You little beast, you can't even see me." You have to call me Uncle when you are Jia Shu. How dare you call me Lao Tzu in front of his old man? Your father and I have become your grandson. Why don't you admit your mistake? I'll take care of you when you get back."