"Just say that if you come here, he can earn 3 million, so go ahead."
I nodded and walked directly to the side to make a phone call.
Soon the call was connected, and the familiar, slightly hoarse voice came.
"Xiang Yunfeng? What are you doing?"
Seeing the old lady clearing away the dishes, I lowered my voice and said urgently: "Brother Tian, please come to Luoyang quickly. We have a good job here. When the time comes, we can give you a lot of money."
On the other end of the phone, Tian Sanjiu was silent for half a minute and then asked me: "Are you enemies with the four Song brothers from Luoyang?"
I was stunned, I haven’t said this yet...
"This...hehe, hehe, Brother Tian, look..."
Tian Sanjiu suddenly asked: "How much can you give me to protect you?"
"three million!"
"Brother Tian, I'll make the decision! As long as you come to help, I'll give you 3 million!"
"Heh, 3 million...it seems like you've caused a lot of trouble."
"I'm short of money now, so I'll give it a try."
"wait for me."
Tian Sanjiu spoke simply and directly, and asked how much money he was willing to pay.
I said so, and then he said wait for me, and then hung up.
"How's it going? Have you contacted me yet?" he asked.
I nodded.
He took a deep breath, straightened his collar and hair, straightened his back, and said with an indifferent expression: "Let's go, let's go meet this person named Song as a tomb robber from the Northern Sect."
At this time, the old lady said: "Old Wang, do you still want to go out when it's so dark? When will you come back so I can leave a door open for you."
"Haha, it's okay, we'll be back soon." A smile appeared on Tou Tou's indifferent face.
When we arrived at the end of the village, there was a Santana 2000 with a white license plate parked. The license plate number started with 0000.
Two men stood by the car with indifferent expressions and glanced at us.
There are no street lights and the light is very dim.
Through the front windshield of Santana, I could vaguely see someone leaning against the driver's seat, but I couldn't see clearly.
With his head and hands behind his back, his face was expressionless, and no trace of fear could be seen, and he finally stopped steadily in front of the car.
"Song family from Luoyang, I've heard of you for a long time. Since our northern faction dares to come, don't you dare to get out of the car?"
I looked at the figures in the car and felt a little nervous.
"Kata sound."
As soon as he finished speaking, the door opened and a man who looked about thirty years old got out of the car.
This man was a little fat, with very fair skin. He was dressed in casual clothes, with a faint smile on his face, but his hands were handcuffed.
This person is the leader of the Song brothers, the eldest Song, Song xx.
"Silver Fox is really brave and dares to come out to see me."
Knowing who he was, I was very nervous, so I looked at him and walked towards us step by step.
He stopped in front of the head, and the two looked at each other for a few seconds.
"hehe."
The next second, he suddenly laughed and raised his hands in front of the leader.
A man came over immediately and used the key to unlock his handcuffs.
The handcuffs were opened and fell to the ground.
"Hey... Mr. Li, he is really a headache. Then you were the one who prepared the white paper that reported us, right?"
He kept his head cold and said nothing.
"Ha ha!"
He suddenly laughed and said loudly: "If I hadn't received the news in advance and cut off the white paper internally, I would have really been in trouble."
"Yinhu, you did a good job. Not only do I not blame you, I also want to thank you."
"I have read the white paper. Now, I know who provided the evidence. Next, as long as these people disappear unexpectedly, then..."
Boss Song looked into the boss's eyes and said arrogantly: "In Luoyang, we will be safe and sound for at least twenty years, so I say thank you."
She looked at him and said calmly: "You're welcome. I learned something today. The end of black is white."
"Pah! Pah!"
Mr. Song clapped his hands twice and said with a smile: "You are absolutely right. Just like it is night now, the end of the night will be daytime."
"The same goes the other way around."
He continued: "The end of white is black. In our world, the day will always end on time, and the night will come as scheduled. This is the law, and no one can change it."
"The old era of Li Yaya has come to an end. What is the southern school and what is the northern school."
""This is a new century, a new era, and a new opportunity!"
"We have no enmity, Northern Silver Fox. I admire your mind. Join me and do it with me."
"In Luoyang, I can give you everything a man wants, money! Status! Rights! Women! You can choose whatever you want."
"How about it?"
After finishing speaking, Boss Song looked at the boss with a hopeful expression.
He didn't ask me to join. He didn't even look at me. He just asked how the boss was doing.
He kept his head unmoved, looked at him, and said calmly: "Mr. Song, you are right. In the new era, the Northern Sect has declined, but how much do you know about the Northern Sect's background?"
Turning his head, he pointed at me and said: "One day, after the elders like Mr. Li and I die, as long as these young people are still here, and as long as there are a steady stream of new people joining, "Baotou" will always exist."
"Silver Fox said it well."
"So you are determined not to follow me anymore?"
The leader smiled and said: "I, Wang Xiansheng, entered the industry at the age of fifteen, worked as a geotechnical engineer at the age of seventeen, and became the leader of the Northern School at the age of twenty-one. In this life, except for one master, I have never worked with anyone, what do you think?"
Boss Song squinted his eyes, his eyes getting colder.
He just wanted to speak.
In the darkness, there was suddenly a "bang of gunfire!"
Don't know where the call came from?
The first bullet missed and directly shattered Santana's front windshield!
In an instant! Broken glass was scattered all over the floor!
Boss Song reacted very quickly, barely wasting a second. He quickly squatted down and hid on the other side of the car.
The two men took out two short guns directly from the passenger seat and raised them nervously, looking for targets.
Broken glass splashed all over the floor.
I grabbed my head and ran to the side of the road, hid in the corner and kept breathing. At the same time, I nervously turned around to see who fired the gun. It was half a meter away at most, and it hit us!
"boom!"
Another shot! It directly smashed the front bumper of Santana!
On a dark village road.
I saw Yuan Bao shirtless, holding the shotgun that Mr. Li shot with both hands, the gun belt wrapped around his waist, and walking over with an indifferent expression.
Saw people.
At this time, the distance was only more than ten meters! The two men stood up, raised their guns, and started shooting, bang, bang, bang, three times!
"Ingots!"
Yuan Bao didn't hide, he was standing in the middle of the road like a living target!
One shot hit the left shoulder, and the other shot seemed to hit the right side of his abdomen. He had no clothes on, and the blood was flowing down like water!
"Yuanbao, you are crazy! Get away!"
Yuan Bao was still expressionless, as if he had lost his sense of pain. He saw the opportunity and shot the opponent in the face!
The shotgun left by Mr. Li was so powerful that the man died on the spot!
The entire upper body was lying on the front hood of the car!
"Boss, get in the car quickly!"
He dragged Boss Song into the car, started the car, and heard the screeching sound of tires.
The man lowered his head and stepped on the accelerator to reverse the car! The dead man slipped to the ground.
Then the Santana, which had no windshield, fell over at a speed of seventy or eighty miles!
Yuan Bao fired two more shots, hitting the front hood of the car, causing sparks to fly.
After chasing him for more than ten steps with a gun on his back, Yuan Bao suddenly fell to the ground and became motionless.
Me and Boutou rushed over as fast as we could.
Turn the ingot over and take a look.
The shoulder was better, but the wound on his lower abdomen was shocking. There was a black hole around the bullet hole, the skin and flesh were turned out, and bleeding continued. I seemed to see the small intestine.
I took off my clothes, pressed hard on his wound, and said with frightened eyes: "Hurry up and find a doctor! Yuanbao is going to die!"
