"Grandma, after coming here, I can't even touch a girl!" Several big men holding machetes were walking on the street. A few people gathered together, smoking cigarettes, and said helplessly: "Follow the young master.
When I come here, I fight and kill people every day, grandma’s fault, leaving no room for the bags of goods in the brothers’ bags!”
"Isn't that right?" The man wearing earrings said angrily, "I've been having wet dreams in the middle of the night lately."
"Haha... You kid, it's okay if you don't have impotence, but you still have wet dreams. Are you so good at deceiving me?" Several men on the side laughed one after another.
Suddenly, a man at the front holding a machete pointed at a black commercial vehicle not far away and said: "Brothers, the goods are here, shall we do it?"
"Of course you have to do it, let's see if there are any pretty girls first." Upon hearing this, the man with the earrings showed a gleam of excitement in his eyes.
"Haha... you bastard, you are so impatient!" The few scoundrels behind him laughed one after another.
The commercial vehicle drove straight and did not dare to stop for even a minute. The driver was a veteran driver of Haisiqiang for many years. He knew that Jiaocheng was a very chaotic city, so he did not dare to stop in the middle and headed directly towards the other side of Jiaocheng.
He ran away from a toll station. However, when he was halfway through the car, he saw a group of people walking towards the car. He immediately shouted: "Mr. Hai, there is a problem!"
"What's the problem?" Hai Siqiang was stunned.
"The Jiaocheng gangsters are here!" the driver hurriedly replied.
"Is there any way to avoid it?" Hai Siqiang asked hurriedly. The driver hurriedly shook his head and said: "The level of chaos in Jiaocheng is beyond imagination. Mr. Hai, I think it's better to spend some money to buy roads. They always only seek wealth."
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"Oh, okay then!" Hai Siqiang nodded. Then, the driver stopped the car and a few gangsters surrounded the car. In the winter, these guys seemed not to be afraid of the cold, one by one.
Wearing pants and shirts, and some even wearing vests, Haisi Qiang already felt very cold just by looking at them, let alone trying to imitate them.
"Brothers, we...we are just passing through Jiaocheng, and we don't mean any harm. You see..." The driver is a sophisticated guy. He hands out cigarettes when we meet, with a smile on his face. As the saying goes, don't hit the smiling person.
This little gangster was ready to go up and beat him up, and then make the other party surrender before speaking again. Now seeing how attentive the other party was, several people were stunned and looked at each other. The big man in the lead put a machete on the front of the car.
