Leile suddenly raised his left arm, hit the driver's neck roughly, and covered the driver's mouth with his left hand!!
"puff!!"
The sharp military thorn was pressed against the driver's lower back for an instant. Due to the force of inertia, the tip of the knife, which could not be restrained, penetrated at least four to five centimeters!!
"My waist is a little cold! Don't move. Move a little and I'll stab you to death!" Leile gritted his teeth and whispered in the driver's ear.
The driver, who was almost scared to death by "Zigang", heard someone talking behind his ear and could feel his breathing. He breathed a sigh of relief and nodded vigorously.
"Come on, follow Brother Lei's footsteps and step back!!" Leilei nodded with satisfaction, quickly scanned the surroundings with his eyes, dragged the driver, and retreated to the room.
"Peng!!"
Jimur quickly closed the door, kicked hard, and kicked hard on the driver's back knee. He knelt on the ground with a thud, followed by the black muzzle of the gun, which he roughly pressed against the driver's head, and pursed his lips.
, looking at him without saying a word.
"Are you a martyr??" Leilei asked, squatting on the ground and looking at the driver with a smile, holding the military thorn in his hand.
"Swipe!"
The driver shook his head suddenly.
"Very good!" Leilei immediately let go of the driver's mouth. The driver looked at Leilei and Jimur with a little fear, but as expected he didn't say anything.
"Do you know who I am??" Leile paused, lowered his head and asked.
"Yang...Yang Lei...!" the driver stuttered and asked.
"Do I dare to kill you??" Leile continued to ask.
"Dare, dare!!" The driver nodded quickly.
"Then stop inking. Where is your boss? In which room is he?" Leile asked in a low voice.
"He...he...he's not here!!" the driver still stuttered.
"Where have you gone?" Leile asked with a frown.
The driver looked at Leilei and recalled the blood stained Hong Tao lying on the hospital bed. He was silent for three seconds and said quickly: "Hong...Hong Tao...is injured, he is in the hospital!!"
"Which hospital? How many people? Who are there??"
"There is Yuanyuan at the 211 hospital in the north of the city, and several of Yuanyuan's brothers. They also have guns!" the driver replied quickly.
"Hong Tao was shot, have the police gone?!" Leile gritted his teeth and asked again with a frown.
"I have no idea……"
"What the fuck!" Jimur glared and pushed the gun forward again.
"Brother, I really don't know, I am the driver of Qiuqiu!!" The driver was about to cry.
"Then when will he come back?"
"Probably...not coming back...!" The driver was silent for a moment and said slowly.
"How do you know he's not coming back??" Leile asked urgently.
"I heard... what I heard... he told Yuanyuan that we can't stay in hh city any longer. Old Huang has treated us well. He will finish Qiuqiu's funeral in the morning tomorrow, pick up Hong Tao and that Young Master Yu in the afternoon, and ask Yuanyuan to give
They're leaving!!!" the driver said quickly.
After hearing what the driver said, Leile was stunned for a moment and asked expressionlessly: "Did he tell you specifically???"
"No...not...I overheard it!!" The driver shook his head and said.
"What the fuck, you lied to me!!" Leilei glared, and without any warning, stabbed the driver in the neck with his knife.
"Pfft!!"
The blade of the knife slashed across the driver's neck, and with a squeaking sound, blood spurted out!!
"Ah!! Ah!!" The driver sat on the ground in horror and ran back twice. With a thud on his back, he leaned against the door, clutching his neck and shouting with his eyes closed: "Brother, I didn't
You lied, you really didn’t lie, don’t torture me to death!!”
Leile looked at the driver who was on the ground, kicking his legs back and forth, frowned, and turned to look at Jimur, who hesitated and nodded.
"Let's go!!" Leile paused, turned around suddenly, and said while running towards the window.
"Fuck him to death???" Jimur raised his head and asked.
"... It has nothing to do with him... tie him up and lock him in the house!" Leile held the window handle with his palms. Hearing Jimur's words, for some reason, he thought of his daughter's pitiful little face, and couldn't help but use what he could
The voice I heard said: "If you can... don't kill, then don't kill...!"
After saying that, Leilei opened the window with a bang, bent down and rushed out.
"Did you see Zi Gang just now??" Jimur took out the driver's belt and shoelaces and asked seriously while tying them up.
"...No...No...!" The driver hesitated for a moment and said with the cool breeze blowing behind his back.
"He died miserably, his mouth was dry. When he died, I heard he even shouted that he would never forget the nursing home!" Jimur himself said it as if it was true, and he said it with emotion.
"...!" The driver looked at Jimur with chattering teeth, pursed his lips and said nothing.
"Hey, which office was he in before? Is it this room?" Jimur asked curiously.
The driver's head was numb. He looked up at the ceiling and then around. It seemed that there was a photo on the desk in this room. At a glance, it seemed that the one with the photo was from a batch.
They all smile the same damn way...
"The dead soul that can never be transcended!!! I deeply mourn for you!! Please rest in peace!! If you really want to take a walk, then please return to your seat and take a quiet rest!!" Jimu
I tied up the driver, sat down on the big leather chair in an extremely lowly manner, patted him twice, and then walked away from the window sill, deliberately leaving the window open.
"Woooo...!"
Late at night, the ghostly wind howls in the suburbs, as if it is carrying endless resentment, pouring into the office on the first floor from the window. The weak moonlight shines on the table, and Zigang's photo seems to be telling some story...
The driver's eyes were wide open. The less he wanted to look at the photo, the more he couldn't help but look at it. Their eyes met. The water valve in the driver's crotch was a little uncontrollable, and a part of the urea turned yellow...
…
"Tap tap tap...!"
I don’t know how long it took, but there was a sound of leather shoes hitting the floor in the corridor...
"Bang! Bang!" The driver was lying on the ground, his face was pale, his eyes were full of fear, he struggled hard, and his body hit the door panel.
"Peng!!"
The driver clearly felt that the door was pushed!!
"Ah!! Don't fucking look for me!!" The driver held the door in fear.
"Peng!!"
"Peng!!"
The wooden door was hit hard twice again, and the driver, who was tied up all over, couldn't use his strength and was roughly bounced open.
"Squeak!!"
The door opened, and a figure walked in. The moonlight shone on him, reflecting his face. The driver suddenly raised his head and looked at the figure, and was stunned for a moment.
"Pawn as bait, cross the river, and I will kill your car!!" The figure said lightly, and slowly raised the pistol in his hand.
"big……!"
"Hang!!"
When the gunshot rang out, a cloud of blood formed between the driver's brows. He kicked his legs violently a few times and let out a hoarse cry from his throat. Then he tilted his head and gradually lost his breath...
The figure looked at the driver for two seconds, then bent down to pick up the bullet casing on the ground. He looked around and saw the photo on the table. He was stunned for a moment and walked over. Then he picked it up and wiped it carefully with his hand.