The third child and the dark-faced middle-aged man stared blankly at the computer, their heads buzzing, and then the third child realized what he was doing, took a step back and shouted: "Chi Liang???"
"Zhu Haolong doesn't want to give money!!!?" The dark-faced middle-aged man also answered in disbelief.
"Damn it! You want to cheat the money you exchanged for your life!!" Lao San gritted his teeth and cursed with red eyes.
"Stop the ink! Hurry up and chase!!" The black-faced middle-aged man cursed, took out his car keys and ran outside the small hotel, followed by the third child.
The two of them ran out of the hotel in less than three seconds. After scanning the surroundings, they found that the taxi Chi Liang had just taken was waiting for the red light at the intersection.
"I'll fucking kill you, you idiot!" The third child was so angry that he pulled out his gun and started chasing him.
"Get in the car!!!" The dark-faced middle-aged man was sitting in the BYD m6 and shouted loudly. The third child was stunned, and then he ran into the car.
The relationship between Zhu Haolong and a group of desperadoes such as Lao San is not strong, and there is no deep friendship. The employment relationship must be maintained by Lao Qiu, and once Lao Qiu disappears, this kind of relationship can only be maintained by money.
The relationship between them immediately became naked. They were even reluctant to talk politely. Every little thing could make the other party fall out. The third child didn’t understand Zhu Haolong, and he didn’t know much about Zhu Haolong’s strength either.
So at first, I thought it was Zhu Haolong who contacted Chi Liang privately and took away Ling Jianguo's film...
"Master, drive quickly! Hurry up!" Chi Liang saw the third child and the dark-faced middle-aged man in the reversing mirror, chasing them out in a BYD M6.
He was not afraid of Lao San and Hei Mian, because he didn't take Lao San and Hei Mian seriously at all. He was mainly afraid that he would lose his things after being stopped, so he urged the driver anxiously.
It was past eight o'clock in the evening, and there was not much traffic on the road. Both cars were driving very fast. The taxi was an old-fashioned hatchback Xiali, and the one behind it was a BYD m6.
No one can catch up.
"Hurry up! Press the accelerator to the bottom, drift, will it drift?? Fuck, you haven't seen it. Jay Chou's Initial D?? is a car driving with the wheels pressed against the sewer!! Do you understand??
"Crack, click, just slam the trunk... the exhaust pipe has sparks coming out, fix it quickly!!" Chi Liang made a big mouthful to the side and kept mumbling.
"Stop the fucking quarrel!!! Dump it! Your Xiali has a trunk!! You're stupid!!" the driver said in an annoyed voice.
"Oh, **, you're scolding me?" Chi Liang was angry. Before giving away anything, he wanted to have a free fight or something.
"Why are you scolding me?! Sit down or not? Don't sit down!" The driver was also angry.
"...Okay, don't get excited, you can express yourself freely, I won't say anything!" Chi Liang rolled his eyes, and for the first time he swallowed his words, but he had already decided in his heart that the first thing to do when he got out of the car was,
Just two cannon punches...
The two cars were chasing each other. Ten minutes later, they had arrived at Chi Liang's community. Chi Liang said excitedly: "Drive forward, enter the community, and park!!"
"Great!!" the driver agreed, the car plunged into the community, stepped on the accelerator to stop, and then said: "Hurry up and give me the money!"
Chi Liang was just about to curse when he saw a burst of headlights flashing from behind the car. He could only grit his teeth, threw down a hundred yuan, and said to the driver: "Today, I didn't bring a knife, so let you go."
!!”
"Get out of here!" the driver said angrily. After accepting the money, he didn't even bother to look for it. Chi Liang glared at him and got out of the car.
Xiao Ao didn't leave a phone number for Chi Liang, so after Chi Liang got out of the car, he scanned the surrounding area and suddenly shouted in the community: "Who is looking for me!!! I'm here!!"
…
"Brother, I'm going down!!" Xiao Ao was sitting in the van not far away, looking at Chi Liang who was swaying, and said to the pockmarked face.
"Well, go ahead, don't tell him it's useless, just stuff!" Pockmarked nodded while sitting in the car and gave instructions.
"Great!" Xiao Ao said and opened the car door with a bang. Chi Liang heard the sound, turned his head and looked at the van, looked at it, and started to walk this way with some doubts.
"Wait!!" Just when Xiao Ao was about to get out of the car, he grabbed Xiao Ao's wrist with a pockmarked face, and then said with a serious face: "Don't move, there is someone behind Chi Liang, be prepared!!"
"Bang!"
The car door was closed again, and the four people in the van, including Ma Lian, Xiao Ao and others, slowly took out their pistols and military spurs.
When Chi Liang saw the door closed, he was slightly startled, paused, and continued walking towards this side, but just after taking two steps, a roaring voice suddenly came from behind: "Chi Liang!!!"
"brush!!"
When Chi Liang turned around, a dark-faced middle-aged man ran out of the BYD with a gun in hand. Chi Liang was stunned for a moment, then turned around and ran towards the garden.
“Peng!!!”
Just after running two steps, a huge foot slammed into Chi Liang's face. With a pop, Chi Liang just stepped on the steps with his feet. His body was unsteady. He took a step back and sat down on the ground with a pop.
"Oops...**!! Bah!!" Chi Liang's face felt numb. He covered his nose with his hand and saw it was covered with blood. He spit the mud in his mouth. Chi Liang stared at Lao San and cursed: "
You fucking hit me??”
"Come on, get in the car, let me talk to you!!" The dark-faced middle-aged man said with the same expressionless expression, grabbed Chi Liang's neck collar, and walked to the car.
"I'm fucking your mother, what level of prostitution are you? How dare you hit me!!!" Chi Liang suddenly stood up, pushed the dark-faced middle-aged man away, and asked aggressively.
In the van, Ma Lian and his brother were ready to start fucking. They were suddenly stunned. Xiao Ao held the pistol that had already loaded the bullet and asked with a frown: "What do you mean???"
"Internal strife??" The pock-marked man muttered in confusion, and then whispered: "Don't move for now, and then take a look!"
After the pockmarked man finished speaking, everyone in the car looked intently at Chi Liang.
"Where are the things??" Lao San asked Chi Liang with raised eyebrows.
"What?" Chi Liang wiped his nose and said carelessly.
"Chi Liang! You have to remember, I'm not kidding you! Give me the stuff right away!!" Lao San gritted his teeth and said every word.
"I own my own stuff and give it to you. You'd better give me your place!! Zhu Haolong is my brother-in-law!! You are just a paid desperado!! Do you understand??" Chi Liang was choked up.
I was so angry that I didn't speak normally.
The third child frowned, lowered his head, glanced at the dark-faced middle-aged man from the corner of his eye, and the dark-faced middle-aged man shook his head.
"Peng!!"
The third child suddenly kicked Chi Liang in the stomach. Before Chi Liang could react, the dark-faced middle-aged man behind him grabbed Chi Liang's hair, pushed it down, and stretched out his right foot to sweep
, with a pop, Chi Liang lay directly on the ground.
"Turn over!!" The dark-faced middle-aged man stepped on Chi Liang's arm, and the third child directly stretched out his hand and began to rummage through the clothes.
"I'm going to fuck your mother! You two b*tches don't want to do this! Let me go!!" Chi Liang kept scolding.
"Pengpengpeng!!" The dark-faced middle-aged man said nothing and kept chopping his feet and stepping on Chi Liang's face.
It was past eight o'clock in the evening, and there were many old men and women walking downstairs in the community. Chi Liang was afraid of his own parents, so although he cursed, his voice was not loud, and it did not attract anyone's attention.