Two hundred and ninety first chapter bloodless Rush II
"You're kidding." Zhao Yingjun shook his head after hearing this. He is the kind of person who refuses to suffer any loss. If it weren't for the special situation this time, I guess Zhao Yingjun would have become angry a long time ago. He has been working hard to suppress himself.
"First up! First up!" Sun Baojun yelled as he jumped on the other side of the door, directing the group of people he brought with him: "Go in and chop up those two bastards!"
Sun Baojun's people rushed into the house all of a sudden, and the other principals seemed to have no intention of blocking it. I was afraid that things would get bigger. I subconsciously touched the gun in my waist, and when I didn't want to cause trouble, it happened, and the other person
There were so many that even characters like Zhao Yingjun and Shisan couldn't hold them down. I glanced sideways at Sun Baojun, who was jumping up and down on the other side of the door, and I had already made up my mind. If it really happened, I would do it first at all costs.
Kill him.
"Two bed bugs! Fight with Mr. Bao! You're going to rebel!" Sun Baojun walked restlessly around the door with his hands on his hips, and a mess of obscene words came out of his mouth like a stream of water. At the end of his sentence,
Even the other principals couldn't stand listening to it.
"We are here to do something. Just get it done. Can you please stop talking for a moment?" The person in charge, who was in his fifties, looked back at Sun Baojun and motioned for him to shut up first.
"**! Didn't you let your feelings be locked up for one night?" Sun Baojun refused to sell anyone's account, and said to the other party: "If I don't say this, how can I live in the future?"
As he said that, his group of men slowly approached us. Zhao Yingjun and Shisan all stood up. I saw the veins on their foreheads jumping involuntarily. Maybe they were very angry.
"Chop them..."
Plop...
Before Sun Baojun could finish his words, he was like a sack filled with cotton. He was kicked from outside into the house and fell straight to the ground. He didn't even have a chance to turn over, and his body moved on the ground.
, and then he was firmly stepped on the ground by one foot.
The little gangster who had disappeared all night actually appeared at this time. He stood at the door of the house, stepped on Sun Baojun, and gave me his habitual gangster smile.
"F*ck your mother!" Sun Baojun was trampled so hard that he couldn't even lift his head up and cursed: "Who the hell is it! How dare you offend me! My grandma is Hua Xiaohong..."
The little ruffian's face changed slightly, but he didn't get angry immediately. He still smiled, but there was already a sinister viciousness in that smile. Sun Baojun's men didn't expect that several uninvited guests would appear at this moment, so they turned around and headed towards the house again.
People poured in from the other side of the door. The little gangster led four people, one on the left and one on the right. Before the group of people rushed to the door, these four people took out four handfuls from the bag behind their backs.
Heavy guy. I know a little bit about firearms, and I can tell that they should be four "81-bar-1" submachine guns.
These four guys are undoubtedly more intimidating than knives and pistols. The first few people rushed very fiercely, and ended up being directly pressed against the head by the black hole of the gun. The rest of the people were also surprised, even though this
They are all people on the road, and they have seen a lot of fighting and killing, but when they saw four submachine guns, they still felt numb. The official control of guns is very strict. For these gangs, it is easy to get a few pistols from underground channels.
, is already the limit. As for this kind of continuous-fire weapon, without considerable energy and courage, it is impossible to use it.
Brother Wen's energy once again exceeded my imagination. No wonder the little gangster disappeared when Zhao Yingjun and I ran to deal with the situation. He might have expected something to happen and quietly made preparations in advance, overnight.
In a short time, four gunmen rushed over. No matter what my attitude towards Brother Wen, the little gangster really helped us a lot.
As four guns were pointed at everyone, the room suddenly became quiet. Sun Baojun and the others were retreating timidly. No one dared to say a word. Only Sun Baojun was trampled to the ground. He couldn't see the situation in front of him clearly. He was still confused.
Yell.
"No matter who you are, my grandma can't spare you..."
"What a spoiled child." The little ruffian stretched out his hand to lift Sun Baojun up and said, "Your grandma's name is Hua Xiaohong? You may not believe it, but the old woman who cooks at my house is also called Hua Xiaohong."
"I……"
Snapped!
As soon as Sun Baojun opened his mouth, the smile on the little gangster's face disappeared in an instant, and he slapped him away, directly slapping back all of Sun Baojun's last words. This slap was definitely aimed at death, it was quite cruel, Sun Baojun's
There were several clear fingerprints left on his face, and blood flowed down the corners of his mouth.
"Swearing is absolutely bad. Didn't your grandma teach you? If you curse, you will get beaten."
The little gangster's tone was neither salty nor cool, but he slapped him again with his backhand. This guy must have practiced it, and his hand was much stronger than ordinary people. The clear slap echoed in the room, and the faces of the group changed.
, someone was about to make a move, but when he looked up, he saw four gunmen wearing black masks and the muzzles of their guns. A discerning person could see that the safety on the guns in the hands of these four men had been turned on.
"I don't know who your grandma is, but now I am the old woman who cooks for our family and teaches you a lesson."
The third slap came, and Sun Baojun's face was swollen beyond appearance. Bloody bubbles kept coming out of his mouth. He even coughed and wheezed, and couldn't speak clearly. After a violent cough, there was something in his mouth.
spit out a knocked out tooth.
"Does it hurt? Your face is swollen." The little ruffian touched Sun Baojun's face gently, but a chilling light flashed in his eyes: "No one dares to scold me like that when I'm so old.
Are you suffering from a beating?"
Snapped!
There was another extremely clear slap, and this slap immediately knocked Sun Baojun unconscious. The little ruffian grabbed his collar with one hand, shook his head, and wiped his other hand on Sun Baojun's clothes.
There were blood stains on his body, and he threw him aside casually.
"You seem to be very unconvinced." The little ruffian ignored Sun Baojun, turned to look at the fifty-year-old person in charge, and slowly walked towards him: "You want to stand up for him, don't you?
"
As soon as he moved, four men with guns immediately followed him. The little gangster walked up to the opponent, curled his lips provocatively, and said, "Are you very free? You are too old to stay at home and imitate the young people to run out and have fun."
?It is said that you brought a lot of people here and wanted to cause trouble? Just tell me the rules and I will play with you."
"Young man, don't be too arrogant."
"I'm just so crazy." The little ruffian's eyes instantly became as sharp as a knife. He grabbed the person in charge by the collar, stared at him and said, "What can you do?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a gun was put to the head of the person in charge. Let’s not say whether the gunman had the courage to shoot, but anyone would never feel that way when a loaded gun was put to their head.
Great. The person in charge's Adam's apple moved, and whatever he wanted to say later was forced back by the muzzle of the gun.
"Go home and have a bowl of peaceful rice." The little ruffian slowly let go of the other person, then straightened his clothes and said, "No one can cover the sky with one hand."
"you……"
"Get out!" The little ruffian suddenly roared in a deep voice. I don't know if it was the power of the gun or the strong aura he suddenly burst out. The fifty-year-old person in charge shivered violently and reflexively
He stood up and took a few steps back.
"I only count three times!" The little ruffian looked at those who were still standing and said, "After three times, if anyone has not left, leave an arm."
The little gangsters are absolutely ruthless, and those people just came here to make trouble after receiving benefits. No one wants to be here. Helpers at the door of the house first carried Sun Baojun, who was still unconscious, and retreated. As soon as they started, the rest of the people
Unable to stand any longer, he left the house in a hurry.
After everyone left, the little ruffian turned back and looked at me with a smile: "Fortunately, I didn't come too late."
I didn't say anything and sat back on the chair, feeling an indescribable feeling in my heart. Things in reality are always so contradictory. We and Brother Wen are already enemies, but the little ruffian did this.
It vaguely makes me owe him a favor. Some things will happen sooner or later. I don't know how to face this little ruffian when I have a complete showdown with Brother Wen and the others.
But things have happened and we have to face them.
We cleaned up the mess and arranged meals for the people below. After all these chores were taken care of, Zhao Yingjun told me privately that something was wrong with Jin Ping Mei.
I nodded. From before the accident happened here until now, he has not been able to contact him. There is signal coverage on the ground at the mine. If the phone cannot be reached, it can only mean that everyone is underground. This is not consistent with Jin Ping Mei.
His style of doing things, no matter whether the investigation has results or not, at least he will give timely feedback on the situation and report that everything is safe.
"Wait a little longer, maybe they'll run into a little trouble."
We continued to wait, and by that night, we still couldn't contact Jin Ping Mei. I could tell that although Zhao Yingjun didn't say anything, he must be somewhat uneasy in his heart. I don't know if his uneasiness infected me.
I couldn't help but become nervous. I couldn't forget the scene that happened yesterday. Jin Pingmei's family was now supported by him alone. If something happened to him, what would happen to his family?
This was not only related to his family, but also related to my personal safety, so I was very anxious. At one or two o'clock in the night, I sat and waited with Zhao Yingjun and others.
"Go to bed first." Zhao Yingjun looked at his watch and said, "I'll talk about it when I get up tomorrow. I have to stay energetic these days."
I was a little reluctant, but the others dispersed. Just as I walked out, I vaguely heard the ringing of the phone. I quickly ran back and saw that it was Zhao Yingjun's phone ringing. The ringing was still an ordinary ringing, but it sounded inexplicable to me.
sense of urgency.
The phone number clearly showed that it was Jin Ping Mei calling.