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Chapter 290 Bloodless Rush I

As soon as Zhao Yingjun grabbed the birthmark, I rushed over. Before we could rush forward, we were already surrounded by people inside and outside. Until then, a few people who were sitting in the car and watching the development of the situation showed up one after another. I guess

It's someone from other groups who is in charge.

Zhao Yingjun didn't care about that at all, he grabbed the birthmark by the neck and walked back. The others took action and shouted in a group outside, but no one dared to really rush over.

"Tell them to step back. I'm timid. If I'm frightened, I won't be able to control my strength." Zhao Yingjun smiled sinisterly and said to the birthmark who was scratching and kicking with his hands and feet: "Believe it or not, I can't control myself when I'm scared."

Will I break your neck?"

"I...my grandma is...Hua Xiaohong..."

I really couldn’t stand listening to it anymore. I didn’t care how many people with birthmarks were around. I raised my fist and punched him on the bridge of his nose. The birthmark is a typical loser who is tough on the outside but has no backbone. He will be killed immediately after receiving a punch.

It was squealing and moving like a pig. The blood in the nose flowed downwards, and soon it became a bloody mess, which looked very scary.

This punch didn't relieve my anger at all. I gritted my teeth and raised my fist again, but Zhao Yingjun secretly held me back. He shook his head gently at me, and I understood what he meant. Although Zhao Yingjun's lungs were about to explode with anger, he

But he is still very measured. He can't do anything to the birthmark at this time. According to his opinion, his grandma seems to be a person. If he messes with her now, things will be even more out of control.

I took a deep breath and put down my fists. Zhao Yingjun retreated directly to the steps with his birthmark. The guys from Jin Pingmei around him were all staring at the birthmark, wishing they could skin him alive. The birthmark was shouting very arrogantly just now, but now he is completely like a drowned dog.

, eyes full of fear.

"I don't believe it. You dare to kill him in public." A man in his fifties said to Zhao Yingjun from behind the crowd: "You can't threaten us with this."

"Then you give it a try." Zhao Yingjun grinned broadly, pointed at the man in his fifties, and said: "You, just you, come here and give it a try."

The birthmark fell into our hands, and the two sides immediately confronted each other. Zhao Yingjun patted the birthmark's face and said, "Tell me, what is your name?"

"Feng...Feng Baojun..." Birthmark Gudong swallowed, and glanced around with frightened eyes, and then looked at Zhao Yingjun with his neck curled up: "My grandma..."

"Okay, shut up." Zhao Yingjun blocked the mouth of the man named Feng Baojun and said to the group of people below: "If you have something to do, you can talk about it, but if anyone comes here to cause trouble again, there will be nothing to say."

"What can you do? What do you dare to do?" One of the people behind him sneered: "How can I arrest someone and how can I put him back?"

"I'll kill him now." Zhao Yingjun turned to look at the Jin Ping Mei guys behind him and said, "Which one of you will come to the station to take the blame for me?"

"I'm going! Kill him! I'm going!" A boy with a bald head and a very reckless look took a step forward before Zhao Yingjun finished speaking.

"Did you see it?" Zhao Yingjun turned his attention to the persons in charge of the other party and said: "Brothers below, take the blame for me, and I will kill your whole family one by one!"

"Don't!" Feng Baojun was frightened at that time. His nose was mixed with blood and was smeared everywhere on his face. He shouted loudly at the people in charge. If he hadn't peed just now, I don't doubt that he would

Scared to pee my pants.

Zhao Yingjun was a ruthless man, and the principals looked at each other, not wanting to do things too badly. The man in his fifties spoke again, saying: "Let him go, and we will leave, but in this case

The matter must be discussed with Lao Lei’s son-in-law.”

"He's not here now. If you want to talk, we can wait until tomorrow." Zhao Yingjun grabbed Feng Baojun's hair and said: "This bastard, please stay here for a meal. Tomorrow we can talk at Pankou over the Qikong Bridge. I'll talk first.

Okay, between now and tomorrow, if there is another trouble, you can give Hua Xiaohong a funeral."

The people gradually dispersed, and when they were gone, the guys held Feng Baojun down and tied him up like rice dumplings. From the beginning to the end, Mr. Lei didn't say anything. I stood at the bottom of the steps, feeling sad.

It's cold. The urine wasn't poured on me, but I felt it the same way.

At that moment, I realized that Mr. Lei seemed to be much older, and his straight waist was slightly stooped. The wisdom accumulated in half a life was destroyed today. Jin Pingmei's wife supported Mr. Lei, and the father and daughter looked at us.

He slowly turned around and walked into the yard behind him, never looking back.

"Let's settle this account slowly." Zhao Yingjun wiped his face and led people back to the table. Now he had no choice but to contact Tang Shisan and ask him to come over as quickly as possible. The Tang family followed

The relationship between the Lei family is very good, and there may be some interests tied up.

"Who is Hua Xiaohong that the bastard is talking about?" I asked the clerk next to me while Zhao Yingjun was on the phone.

The clerk said that Hua Xiaohong was a leading female in the street a long time ago. In this circle, if a woman can get to that point, it means that she is by no means an ordinary woman. But the old woman is too old now and is already lying in the hospital.

For a long time, she relied on various medical equipment to maintain her life. Her eldest son was in charge of the family. If Hua Xiaohong was still in charge, she might not do such a thing to Mr. Lei.

"He'll be here on the 13th." Zhao Yingjun put down the phone and said to me: "Let's go, now ask that bastard what's going on."

Feng Baojun was thrown into an empty room. As soon as Zhao Yingjun and I entered, he immediately shrank toward the wall, like a dog whose leg had just been broken. For such a weakling, there was no need to press him, he just told everything in one breath.

.

Feng Baojun didn't know that much. He only knew that his father had collected a large number of cultural relics and was entrusted to go to Jin Ping Mei's land. They didn't want to completely defeat Jin Ping Mei, just to create chaos. I think this person is probably a Lai

Uncle, he hopes to be a little more chaotic now, and I think he is also using this incident to test the people behind Jin Ping Mei to see what their attitude will be.

There are four groups on the other side, and it is not enough to capture Feng Baojun alone. I don’t know if Thirteen will calm down the situation after he comes over, but there is really no one available now. Lu Jie and the others are far away, and they will be gone in a short while.

I couldn't tell the whole story, so they were inappropriate. Thinking of this, I thought of the little ruffian, but when I went to look for him, he was gone.

That day, Zhao Yingjun and I stayed here all night. In the early morning of the next day, Shisan and his people arrived in a hurry. The Tang family now also wants to slowly get on the right track, break away from the circle, and clean up the family fortune, so

They have reduced a lot of business, and the number of people brought by Thirteen is not that many.

"Doing this is like fighting a war." Zhao Yingjun comforted me and said, "Manpower is more valuable than quality."

I guess after Feng Baojun was arrested, his father put pressure on several other principals, so the next morning, people came to Pankou in batches. The yard of Pankou was originally very large, but the people on the other side

There were too many people. After their people arrived, there were people everywhere.

"Hua ***'s son said that this matter can be big or small, but if something happens to Baojun, it will definitely not be a small matter." It was the man in his fifties yesterday who first started to negotiate terms with us, saying

: "Let the person go first, then the other one. Lao Lei's son-in-law must come out to meet him."

"He hasn't come back yet." Zhao Yingjun sat next to the thirteenth-year-old Ma Jindao and grinned at the man: "Besides, I'm not saying you can meet whoever you want. You're not the president of the country, right?"

"Does that mean you make it clear that you don't want to talk?"

Everyone in the room slowly stood up. This was a silent deterrent, and it also meant that if we didn't give in, things would definitely get into trouble. Zhao Yingjun raised Feng Baojun in front of him and said to those people: "

The people are here, but let me tell you, my brother is not here and he cannot see you."

Overnight, Feng Baojun was in a state of panic. He was shaking from top to bottom when Zhao Yingjun casually grabbed him. He stood there cowering and looked at those people with pleading eyes. The person in charge, who was in his fifties, frowned.

, looked at Feng Baojun, he might be a little embarrassed. After a while, he finally said: "Let the person go first. I won't mention Lao Lei's son-in-law, but you should be clear in your mind. As for the Feng family, you can explain it yourself."

.”

"This condition is quite reasonable." Zhao Yingjun glanced at me. Now Uncle Lai wants to cause chaos, but we can't let the situation become chaotic. We must find a way to suppress it. So the two parties negotiated, and Zhao Yingjun patted Feng Baojun on the back.

, pushed forward and said: "Tell your grandma that there is nothing wrong with you."

Feng Baojun was pushed and staggered, and then he ran forward desperately for a few steps, ran to the door of the house in one breath, and hid behind a group of people. The original fear on his face seemed to be invisible, and he stood there panting.

Angry, he straightened his messy clothes.

"I don't care about other people! Just the two of them!" Feng Baojun spat, pointed at me and Zhao Yingjun and shouted: "Chop off their fingers! Chop them off!"

"Son of a turtle, I really belong to you." Zhao Yingjun smiled and did not argue with Feng Baojun. He just looked at the fifty-year-old person in charge and said, "He has been released. What do you say?"

"Chop them!" Feng Baojun opened the door and called all his people in the yard over. So many people gathered together that the door was blocked. And as soon as Feng Baojun got out of trouble, the expressions of the other persons in charge were...

It’s different now, they are all looking at us and laughing, a bit sinisterly, maybe they are laughing at us for being too young.

"Do you really want to do it hard?" Zhao Yingjun said calmly. Thirteen brought a group of people, and Duoji was also hiding nearby. If we really do it, we may not suffer too much loss, but in that case, things will change.

If it gets too big, it will cause unnecessary trouble in all aspects.

"We still need to meet Lao Lei's son-in-law. Since he's not here, you guys can feel aggrieved." The person in charge held the tea cup and said, "When Lao Lei's son-in-law shows up, I will let you go."

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