Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Contest on the Night Mountain I
By the way, Village Chief Wang led his people to look for Zhang He De, which meant Uncle De from the canteen, because he was the only one in Fenghua Village who had a dilapidated motorcycle, Lao Yang, of course it was Yang Jiao.
Under the thunderous roar of Village Chief Wang, many villagers were awakened. Uncle De's canteen was not far from the restaurant. He was also awakened and was about to open the door to take a look. Who knew? As soon as he poked his head out, he saw Village Chief Wang rushing towards him and saying, "Stingy guy, please borrow your motorcycle!" Before his uncle could understand what was going on, Wang Yipao ran into the house by himself. Inside, he pushed the car and ran out. When he came to the roadside, he lit the fire. Village Chief Wang jumped into the car, and the two of them ran towards the entrance of the village as fast as they hit the accelerator. Uncle De shouted from behind: "What are you doing! What are you doing! Watch out for my car! Watch out for my car!"
Village Chief Wang and Wang Yipao left the village entrance and got on the road leading to the countryside. They flew forward with a whirring sound. When they flew over the flat road, they had to go up the mountain and climb over the hill closest to Fenghua Village. At that moment, Wang Yipao turned the front of the car and prepared to turn to another small road. This was because this small road could go over the hill in a straight line instead of taking the winding winding road. This was the shortcut Wang Yipao had mentioned.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Wang Yipao entered the trail, Village Chief Wang stopped him: "Wait, wait! Look, there seems to be a car light on the top of the mountain!" Wang Yipao looked towards the top of the mountain. Sure enough, there could be a vague flashing of car lights on the top of the mountain. For some unknown reason, the light of the car lights only stayed in one position and would not move.
Could it be that group's car?
The road leading to the countryside is narrow and winding. In many places, it is difficult to drive because it is too small. Sometimes, in order to avoid the other party's car, one party has to retreat several hundred meters. Could it be that group's car? , just after climbing to the top of the mountain, they encountered a car coming from the opposite direction? The two hesitated for a while, and Village Chief Wang calculated with his fingers. The car of those guys had only been gone for ten minutes at most. Then The headlights on the top of the mountain are definitely from that van.
So, the two of them were overjoyed and rushed to the top of the mountain at full speed.
After about five minutes of galloping, they arrived at the top of the mountain. Using the car lights, Wang Yipao took a closer look. Yes, there was a white van parked about a hundred meters ahead. Beside the car, there were Several figures were shaking, as if they were walking towards them. Apparently, the other party also noticed them.
"What should we do? Village chief, they seem to be rushing towards us! There are several more." Wang Yipao asked.
"What should I do? You think the rifle on your shoulder is a fire stick! Come on and meet him!" Village Chief Wang said loudly.
The motorcycle slowed down and approached him very slowly. After a while, the village chief saw the other party clearly. In the middle of the road, there were four big men in black suits. Seeing such outfits, Wang Cun The commander immediately guessed that the people in front of him were the gangsters who kidnapped Lang Mo. When they were about 20 meters away from the other four, the motorcycle stopped.
"Who are you? Stop quickly. The road on the other side is blocked." One of the big men said.
"We are here..." Village Chief Wang's temperament is not that good, and he will get angry immediately. "We are doing business, who are you?" Wang Yipao accepted what Village Chief Wang said.
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