The road was not close, so we finally followed the car to Shuangzhuang Town.
The two men did not take Song Laosi to the hospital, but stopped at the foot of a three-story foreign building in the town.
On this Saturday, there happened to be a big gathering, which the locals called "rushing the meeting".
There are stalls selling everything, and there are many people on the streets.
Watching the three of them enter the small foreign building, Xiao Qinglong and I parked our motorcycles not far from the door.
"Fried rings! Fried rings! They taste so good, and they cost 2 yuan per pound! Come and take a look!"
"Selling seeds! Come and take a look! Cucumber, loofah, watermelon, winter melon, pumpkin, bitter melon! Melon, papaya, cantaloupe! There are seeds of everything!"
The people selling goods at the stalls shouted loudly, attracting many villagers to stop and watch.
I blended in with the crowd, looked to the side and pursed my lips.
I saw a woman hurriedly coming out of the small foreign-style building, making a phone call with an anxious look on her face.
This woman was in her twenties, with a pretty face. She was wearing pink pajamas and slippers in broad daylight, which made all the men passing by take a look at her.
Someone next to me said, "Stop looking. Look at your potential. Wipe the crack at the corner of your mouth. Do you know whose woman that is? You don't want her anymore? Still looking."
The other person wiped his mouth and whispered: "I know, you are a woman from the Song family, do you need you to teach me? I can't do it even if I can't play with it? Just mind your own business!"
I also whispered: "Aunt Qing, what are we going to do next? Let me remind you, this is not a barren mountain. You must not do that because this is a downtown area!"
Wearing sunglasses, she bought fried donuts for two yuan and was tasting them.
After hearing this, she threw the focus ring to me and walked towards the pajama girl.
Through the fence, she quickly threw a small object into the yard. Her movements were so fast that I didn't see it clearly.
"Beauty, did you lose your wallet? Over there."
A long black wallet fell in the yard. It looked a little bulging, but it contained something.
The woman in pajamas turned around, picked up her wallet, opened the door on the phone and entered the house without even saying thank you.
"Aunt Qing, what happened to the wallet you threw away? Is there explosives in it?"
She replied to me and said: "How can such a small amount of explosives be enough to blow up such a big house? It's not explosives, it's primer. I want to make an accident, an accident that no one can detect."
"What accident?"
She smiled and said: "Improper operation, the gas tank accidentally exploded, killing a few people."
After looking at the time, she added: "It's time for Song Laosan to come too. Just wait a moment, I'll just pack it up together."
Her eyes grew colder: "More than ten years ago, no one in Luoyang dared to touch us. More than ten years later, I will tell these newcomers that the situation is still the same."
"These men... I will find their homes one by one and kill them all. They all must die." After saying this, she licked her lips.
From this moment on, I started to be afraid of this woman.
She and Tian Sanjiu are from the same group. She dares to speak and act even more cruelly.
Master Ji had a point in telling me to stay away from her. He was not lying. He also said: "The green dragon is haunting her." She is like a poisonous snake, following people secretly, waiting for the opportunity to reveal its fangs and bite people to death.
Generally, gangsters kill people by hitting them from behind with a shovel or ax. That time, Mr. Meng from Yuncheng killed eight of his accomplices at once in a tomb. Later, Mr. Meng was caught identifying the scene and dug up eight corpses at once.
, I was so shocked when I recognized him that I had to do DNA analysis.
However, explosives are also used.
I remember that in 2001, the year I first entered the industry, I heard a joke told by my elder brother. There was a gangster gangster in Chicheng County, Zhangjiakou. At that time, the cultural relics in the tomb were basically finished, and one person said: "Brother, go down and take a look.
There is another piece of jade in the coffin, I will give you a light."
After the man went down, he pulled out the board, used a detonator to blow up the hole, buried the man inside, and left with his things.
It was also a bullshit. It turned out that there was another hole in the tomb. The man who was buried was not suffocated to death. He took the thigh bone of the tomb owner from the coffin and used it as a shovel to dig the soil. He dug for three days and two nights.
, and dug out along another robbery hole.
After he came out, the person who harmed him took the cultural relics and ran away.
When he couldn't find it, he was so angry that he blew himself up and went directly to the police station and surrendered.
A week later, both men were jailed.
It is said that they fight there every day, thinking of how to kill each other.
So I said that if you want to do this business, you must keep your "original heart". Only in this way can you go far like me.
