The bamboo stick stumbled out of the big iron gate, and while he kept looking back at the warehouse door, he pushed up the motorcycle that gave birth to his son, and suddenly started running. Before he could get on the car, he twisted the stick on the car with all his strength.
After pressing the key, the motorcycle's pulse meter screen instantly lit up...
After taking a few steps, he turned the accelerator, and a cloud of smoke came out of the motorcycle's exhaust pipe. Then Bamboo Stick nimbly stepped onto the motorcycle, lightly stepped on the gear under his feet, and the motorcycle sped out...
He just drove towards the gate of the cargo yard and parked in an unignited Land Rover at the very end of the cargo yard. Dakang picked up the walkie-talkie and said: "One got away, it's a bamboo stick!!"
"knew!!"
Wang Mumu was sitting in the car outside the freight yard, smoking a cigarette, staring at the gate with red eyes, pressing the intercom lightly, and said without any emotion in his voice: "Don't do anything yet, I
I want to play with him!!"
"Boom! Whoosh!!"
Bamboo Stick rode a motorcycle and sped out of the goods yard.
"Follow me!!" Wang Mumu said to the intercom, then roughly put the gear into the gear, turned on the headlights, stepped on the accelerator and followed...
"brush!!"
The other four cars turned on their headlights at the same time. Ji Changzi and Zhang Xi drove two cars and suddenly jumped out from both sides of the road. Then they pressed hard in front of the motorcycle and drove slowly...
As for Xuan Xuan and Li Bangbang behind, after the car started, they quickly changed gears. After a hundred meters, the speed of the car picked up. They stepped on the accelerator and were directly on both sides of the motorcycle, not letting the bamboo sticks pass.
Turn...
"Peng! Hua!!!!"
Wang Mumu's car sped up very fast, and the front of the car hit hard. The rear glove box and headlight of the motorcycle were instantly smashed. The bamboo stick straightened the handlebar in fear, and the motorcycle swayed twice, but it didn't stop.
It fell down, but the plastic fragments of the glove box were scattered all over the floor...
Zhu Zhuanzi looked back in panic, glanced around, and then looked around. His heart dropped. He was surrounded by five cars... If he pushed through, there was a 90% chance that he would be the only one.
In the end, his body was caught in the wheels of the car...
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In the warehouse, I covered my right hand with half of my broken little finger and slowly stood up from the table. The blood dripping from the broken finger dyed the right half of my clothes red...
"It's you! Why are you stopping me?" Duan Dawei said to me with his shotgun in hand and his eyes wide open.
"Haha, he ran away, just chase him!" I said casually with a pale face, slowly walked to the money box, stretched out my left hand, and dragged it towards Duan Dawei with great effort.
After Duan Dawei heard what I said, he gritted his teeth, remained silent for a long time, and suddenly asked: "Is the money enough?"
"Haha, fuck, you're betraying your brother..."
"Shut up!!!!" Before I could finish my words, Duan Dawei suddenly glared at Qi Qi, who had just walked up to him, and shouted.
"Haha, okay, I'll shut up!" I looked at him, wiped the blood on my right hand, and bared my teeth.
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The relationship between Duan Dawei and I... can be regarded as the kind of cooperation between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party. As for why there is this cooperation, we have to start from the day Duan Dawei returned to his previous home in Shenyang and walked into the warehouse downstairs.
rise……
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Duan Dawei walked into Cangmai, looked around, and found that the place was the same as in his memory. He didn't say hello to the old man, and sat down on the sofa casually.
The old man closed the door, glanced at the six-dollar Changbaishan on the table, was silent for a moment, went to the counter, took out a box of Dayun worth more than one yuan, walked out, opened the cigarette case, and handed it to Duan Dawei.
, then the two of them lit cigarettes, sat on the sofa, and started puffing away.
"Dawei, why don't you say hello in advance when you come back? I can prepare some food and let us have some drinks!!" The old man asked with a smile while wearing his clothes and smoking a cigarette.
"I decided to come back temporarily. I will stay for two days and then leave. Next time, I will try to come back to celebrate the Chinese New Year with you and my aunt!" Duan Dawei didn't know how many years he had laughed, and his facial muscles did not register a smile at all.
Xiang, so his smile is quite ugly, but he looks quite gentle.
"That's great! If you come back, I will go to the countryside to pen a pig. We will kill it when I am young and feed him fifty pounds of blood sausage! I will eat him for a whole month! Haha!" Uncle Sun said happily.
"Haha, okay, I'll pay for the pig!" Duan Dawei also laughed.
"Hey, by the way, why didn't you see it, where is Pengpeng?" Uncle Sun asked with a smile.
When Duan Dawei heard this, the smile on his face froze, and the right hand holding the cigarette shook for a moment, then he gritted his teeth, turned his head and said casually: "Oh, I have some business out of town, he went over to help me!!"
"Oh, Xiaopengpeng is already doing business!! Okay! Okay!" Uncle Sun's smile has never stopped since Duan Dawei came in. After listening to Duan Dawei's words, Uncle Sun said hello several times and continued to ask: "
Dawei, what are you busy with now?"
"Nothing to do, let's do some business with friends!" Duan Dawei was a little depressed and his voice was a little deep.
"Dawei! Without the 30,000 yuan you remitted last year, your aunt would have died. I have watched you grow up since I was a child. Our relationship is no different from that of a father and son. Sometimes I am a substitute.
You are worried that the policies of our country are different from those of foreign countries. Even an old man like me, who is about to die, knows that the path you are taking has no future! Besides, you are living in fear all day, and he is not a long-term leader.
It's okay, right?" Uncle Sun threw away the cigarette butt and replaced it with another one. He frowned and persuaded Duan Dawei.
"Don't worry, uncle, I set up a logistics business with my friend, and we are doing serious business!" Duan Dawei said with great seriousness, his expression looked just like the boss of SF Express, that's him...
"Okay, let's get down to business!!" Uncle Sun praised him believing it was true.
"Hey, by the way, uncle, how did you know I was back?" Duan Dawei asked casually.
"Isn't that right? That little Qiqi who is always with Pengpeng heard that you are back, and I guess you need to take a look here, so let me tell you, if you are fine, just give him a call!"
As he spoke, Uncle Sun stood up, walked to the counter, took out a torn note from a cigarette box from the money box, and handed it to Duan Dawei.
Duan Dawei took the note, glanced at it, and put it into his pocket without mentioning it again. He continued chatting with Uncle Sun. The two men chatted for more than an hour before Duan Dawei got up and left.
Uncle Sun tried to persuade him to stay for a long time, but Duan Dawei excused himself because he had something to do, left 10,000 yuan, gave instructions for a long time, and told Uncle Sun his contact information before slowly leaving.
After going out, Duan Dawei pondered for a long time, sat in the car, and dialed Qiqi's phone number. After the call was answered, Duan Dawei frowned and asked: "Qiqi??"
"Are you...?" Qi Qi on the phone asked tentatively.