Volume 4 [Wolves Surrounded by Tigers] NO.18 Murder and Arson Gold
[Third update! Urban myth group: 108528921]
There are three million-dollar residential areas in Shazhou City. One of them is a villa complex, surrounded by rivers on three sides. Only one side has a stone bridge over the river, and the other side is closely connected to the main road.
This villa group is called Tinglan Garden. It has a large area and is either far or close to the city center. It is at the urban-rural fringe.
Shazhou is a small town. Unlike a big city like Guangzhou, where the urban and rural fringes are a mixed bag, it can definitely be called a peaceful place.
The road is spacious, but there are few vehicles, because this road is in a neither awkward nor embarrassing place, with highways to the north and south, and ring roads to the east and west. There are not many vehicles going this way.
Yang Jinbiao had three cunning rabbit holes, so he built a small villa here to hide.
No one else knew what Mr. Yang was afraid of, but he couldn't help but not be afraid. In the past few days, he had learned from some heads of the Public Security Bureau that a while ago, Interpol came to Zhang Yaozu's home to investigate and collect evidence, and the old man Zhang Sanxian was scolded and almost beaten.
stand up.
When Yang Jinbiao heard the news, his face turned pale instantly.
When Interpol went to the police, it was hard to imagine what earth-shattering things Zhang Yaozu had done. Yang Jinbiao immediately sent his wife and daughter out of the sandbank and kept them at home. He was absolutely worried.
That night, Yang Jinbiao huddled on the big bed alone, thinking to himself: If Interpol comes to the house, Zhang Yaozu will definitely hide for a while.
Just as I was thinking about it, suddenly the phone in the bedroom rang.
The sudden ringing of the phone broke the silence of the bedroom and scared Yang Jinbiao into a cold sweat.
His phone line was specially changed to be a secret line. Apart from his wife, the only people who knew about it were his closest subordinates.
This small villa was bought in the name of a young wife, who was also sent elsewhere by Yang Jinbiao. Suddenly, Yang Jinbiao suddenly swallowed a mouthful of saliva and cursed in his heart: What a bitch, who is it?
You beast, I was scared to death!
"Hold!"
At first glance, it turned out to be that little wife's number. The long series of numbers was a mobile phone number.
He sent his little wife to Hangzhou without anyone noticing, and he was extremely cautious.
"Fuck you motherfucker, you slutty bitch, call me now to show off! Are you being a bitch again! Fuck you motherfucker..."
"Jin Biao! Oops! Wuwuwuwu..."
Yang Jinbiao was scolding him happily, but when he heard a whimper on the phone, Yang Jinbiao's hair stood on end.
"Hey...Yang Jinbiao is wow."
The voice on the phone was calm and powerful, powerful yet violent. A wild animalistic feeling came over his face, making Yang Jinbiao tremble all over.
"You, who are you?! You...do you know who I am? That woman..."
"Yang Jinbiao, you are very courageous. You dare to plot against me. I killed my iron brother with my own hands in Malaysia. I can't repay this unjust debt."
"Zhang...Zhang Yaozu!"
Yang Jinbiao is not a prostitute. If you still can't react at this time, then don't mess around.
"Is your little wife okay? She helped you raise a son. I saw it and it's very good. He's white and fat." Zhang Yaozu's voice was like a devil's voice, which made Yang Jinbiao tremble like chaff. He shouted hoarsely with a trembling voice.
: "Zhang Yaozu! If you dare to touch a hair of my son, I will kill your whole family!"
"You don't know where my home is? Just go and kill me! You can kill my father and my wife today! What, you like it?" Zhang Yaozu's voice was unhurried and coldly conveyed: "I'll kill your little wife and you first.
Son, kill your wife and eldest daughter again! You killed my iron brother and left me with a debt of injustice on my hands, and I will destroy your whole family!"
Yang Jinbiao shouted: "Zhang Yaozu! You don't follow the moral principles of the world! You harm others but not your wife and children. Why do you want to come to me alone?"
"You are such a good guy! You are a filthy bastard like you. Do you think I have the same IQ as a three-year-old child? If you are unkind, I will be unjust! Remember to give them tomorrow.
Collect the corpse and fuck your mother!"
With a bang, the phone was hung up violently, and a busy signal came from the phone. Yang Jinbiao quickly called again, but couldn't get through.
He quickly called his subordinates in Hangzhou, but the result was a busy signal.
There was no doubt that his men were doomed.
I poured water into the cup with trembling hands, and my hands trembled violently. In the end, I couldn't hold the cup firmly and it fell to the ground with a snap.
Yang Jinbiao yelled like crazy, and then dialed the phone: "Lao Dun! Ah San! Call the Master, kill Zhang Yaozu's whole family! Kill them -".
It was already one o'clock in the morning. Yang Jinbiao's power in Shazhou could be said to be powerful. In just a dozen calls, he managed to order five or six large vehicles, twenty or thirty small vehicles, and two to three hundred people.
He walked towards the Zhang family compound.
The entire ring road trembled. One day, this evil force suddenly broke out into the open, and that ferocious momentum rushed towards us.
However, things will never be as simple as Yang Jinbiao thought.
Soon after these cars entered the road at the entrance of the village, fierce dogs barked and every house turned on their lights. This kind of vigilance among the people is not something that can be found in other rural areas.
Nine out of ten people from the Zhang family have been in the army, and they are the most unlucky and one of the best heroic militia companies.
Almost at the same time, more than 20 men started calling and yelling.
A group of gangsters who entered the village were holding machetes and sticks in their hands, and they could even vaguely see firearms and blunderbuss. How could these things usually appear, but the furious Yang Jinbiao had completely lost his mind.
He may not have thought that no one would be able to protect him no matter what happened today.
Those young gangsters, led by the old fritters, banged on the railings of the cars and shouted loudly: "If you are working at night, if you don't want to be exposed to knives and guns, go home!"
They shouted so arrogantly that the entire Zhang family's residence was shaken.
At this time, Zhang Sanxian had woken up, and Zhang Bi was looking around. From the other side of the river, he could already see vehicles starting to turn in one after another.
"Go in and copy the guy!"
Zhang Sanxian shouted loudly, and Zhang Ben rushed in immediately. There was a small compartment in the old man's bedroom, and there were five rifles in it. The old man was reluctant to hand it over, and kept taking it out to rub and rub. There was also a box of bullets under the old bed board.
There are twelve rounds in a row, and the groups are neatly coded.
The old man is obviously not an ordinary person.
Zhang Bi took all five guns and loaded them all.
Feng Qinghua also woke up and was startled when he saw the situation outside. He then took a rifle from Zhang Bi's hand, which looked impressive.
Zhang Bi seemed to be used to it, and said to Feng Qinghua: "Mom, go upstairs. When they come over, fire a cold shot and kill them one by one. Take good care of Xiaoyi."
My mother was acting like a woman at this time, so she took two rows of bullets and went upstairs.
The old man Zhang Sanxian shouted loudly and placed a large stone in the middle of the aisle of his house. Then he heard the roar of an engine and a Lexus GS460 sprang out from behind. This was another descendant of Zhang's father, named Zhang Jinfa.
, a man in his fifties who was strong and powerful, turned his car sideways and shouted to the old man: "Uncle, we have called for someone! Is there anyone who is good enough?"
"Uncle blond, go on!"
The rifles were thrown over, and the old man and Zhang Bi each had one. The bluestone blocked the front, and a pile of bricks formed a blocking zone, while the Lexus became a bunker.
The three of them held rifles in their hands, but they were not nervous. Zhang Jinfa also took the time to curse: "Fuck these little brats, they dare to come to our Zhang family compound to cause trouble, hey, kill them!"
But the old man whispered: "I can't see clearly, I don't know what kind of guy they have in their hands."
Zhang Bi's eyes were like eagles and he said: "Damn, these guys have big guns! At least three submachine guns. It seems like everyone hiding in the car has a gun!"
"Fuck! Yang Jinbiao's people!"
Zhang Jinfa was stunned, "Damn it, this thief is so courageous!"
Those bastards didn't realize that threats were ineffective, and that tricks that were very reliable elsewhere were like shit in the Zhang Family Courtyard.
Not even a quarter of an hour later, many people started their cars from all directions, blocking the escape route. Zhang Juncai and his two sons even came over from the trail with an iron rod each.
"Third old man, the limelight is not right today, what's going on?"
Zhang Juncai has a close relationship with Zhang Sanxian. When I asked him, Zhang Sanxian said: "Perhaps the thief in my house has made Yang Jinbiao angry. It seems that there are a lot of tricks here. Yang Jinbiao, a bastard, dares to flirt with me."
Fire, hey, you are really looking for death."
"Grandpa! Give it!"
Zhang Ben handed him a rifle. When the two uncles next to him saw it, their eyes widened, "I still have this gun, yo, it's a new one!"
"Fire a blank! Scare them!"
Zhang Juncai smiled and fired a shot into the sky.
The two or three hundred people were stunned for a moment, thinking to themselves: Damn it, the enemy also has someone in their hands!
"Zhang Laosan! Mr. Yang has sent a message and invites you to come over for a late-night snack! Just say a word!"
The other party was obviously frightened. They dared to kill others by relying on their power, because others had no eggs, but it was obvious that the feng shui was not right today, and the other party seemed to be a group of masters who did not want their lives.
On the small boats in the river, each family was rowing slowly from the water station to the main yard of the family compound. After a while, more than 20 men gathered, each holding steel bars and iron bars, some fierce
, directly tied a guillotine to the wooden stick, and tied it firmly. The long-handled machete was also very solid temporarily.
"Grandpa, I'll shoot the guy who's talking! Kill him!"
Zhang Ben said harshly.
"Can you see clearly? You're just blinding yourself!" Zhang Sanxian rolled his eyes at Zhang Bi.
"I can see clearly!"
When Zhang Bi said this, the people around him were shocked. Damn it, can you see clearly in such a dark environment?
Before he could say anything, Zhang Ben raised his rifle, took aim, and fired a shot. POOF! One hit, a direct headshot! Red and white splashes were everywhere, and the crowd immediately exploded!
"Brother Lao Dun!"
This was the number one general under Yang Jinbiao when he became famous, nicknamed Laodun. He had been rampant for many years, and today he died under Zhang Bi's gun.
"Did you get hit?"
"Hit, hit! Yang Jindun was shot to death!" Zhang Juncai held his cell phone. On the other end of the phone was a message from the Zhang family who were close by.
Mr. Zhang’s eyes widened. Is his little grandson a ghost? He can see clearly under this kind of light? But he made a prompt decision: “Keep fighting! Kill everyone with a gun!”