Han Dayan climbed over the wall again and entered the processing plant with empty hands. He stepped over the dead dog on the ground, bent down and rushed to Teng Zhanwei's room very quickly.
In less than two minutes, Han Dayan arrived at the door of the house. He glanced around and saw a wire shelf at the door with a washbasin on it. This was the configuration of a typical rural processing factory.
"Wow."
Han Dayan kicked over the washbasin, making a soft sound.
"……."
Teng Zhanwei heard something moving outside, stretched his neck and took a look, then stepped on his slippers and walked outside, shouting: "Lao Qi,"
"Squeak."
The wooden door was pushed open, and Teng Zhanwei stretched his neck and swept out.
"Snapped."
Behind him, a rough and fleshy palm directly covered Teng Zhanwei's mouth.
"Woo."
"Bang."
Han Dayan suddenly kicked Teng Zhanwei's knee with his right foot, causing him to kneel on the steps with a bang, and the shoe support under his feet fell off.
"Crack."
Han Dayan pinched Teng Zhanwei's chin with his left hand, cracked it left and right, and directly removed the chin. The hook was misplaced and he could make a sound, but he was absolutely unable to speak.
"Fuck you...Mom...you still want to bite me."
Han Dayan cursed in a low voice, then used all his strength to hit Teng Zhanwei's neck with an electric cannon from the side.
"Gah,,."
Teng Zhanwei opened his mouth wide, took a deep breath of cool air into his stomach, leaned back, and rolled his eyes.
"Snapped."
Han Dayan casually picked up a piece of wood and stuffed it into Teng Zhanwei's mouth, then reached out to grab him, lifted him up with his arms, and quickly walked out the door with small steps.
Although Han Dayan is unparalleled in strength, after all, Teng Zhanwei is an adult, and he is also quite burly. If he really had to carry him up and walk like flying, Han Dayan could have traveled to the end of the Qin Dynasty and competed with Xiang Yu.
Walking to the door, Han Dayan stretched out his hand to unlock the door. Teng Zhanwei groaned in pain, his jaw dropped, and there was something in his mouth. He couldn't make a sound, so he calmed down and raised his foot to kick the iron door to make a sound. , Han Dayan released his hand to open the door, punched his stomach twice, and Teng Zhanwei suddenly spread down like a shrimp.
"Squeak."
The door opened and Santana was already parked at the door. Xiguang saw that Han Dayan was having some difficulty with Teng Zhanwei, so he got out of the car to help, and the two of them worked together to lift him to the car.
The processing plant and the wooden board measuring room were completely dark, but suddenly there was a little light.
"...Hey, Brother Shui."
A young man, wearing a winter cotton coat, squatted on the ground, looked out, and whispered.
"Say." Li Shuishui replied.
"They are really here, Teng Zhanwei was taken away." the young man replied.
"A few people." Li Shuishui was silent for a moment and said slowly.
"I only saw two. There was a car at the door. I couldn't see if there was anyone in the car."
The young man replied quickly.
"Finish what I asked you to do."
Li Shuishui said.
"……well."
"Be neat."
Li Shuishui gave instructions and then hung up the phone.
In the splendid Apollo, Li Shuishui sat behind a desk worth tens of thousands, rubbing his face with his hands, silent.
After three years of social hardship, what little emotion he had left has been frozen. His most important friends have been abandoned, and there is nothing he can't let go of.
If you can move forward, you are victorious. In the process, you will inevitably have to do some things that are against your will. You may be sad or extremely reluctant, but you must do it...
…
Inside the factory, the young man was carrying a small box on his back. After going out, he pushed a mountain bike out of the shed and walked out of the gate very quickly.
There was a motorcycle in the shed, which was supposed to be faster than this, but the noise was too much. It was so quiet at night. Once it started, the sound could be heard a hundred meters away, so he only chose a bicycle.
The roads here are all potholed dirt roads. Cars really don't have much speed here, and there is only one road to the main road. If the other party gets on the main road, there are cars there that you can drive on.
His work started from the moment Teng Zhanwei was exiled to Longmen Town, so he was naturally fully prepared.
This young man was riding a bicycle behind, looking at the headlights of Santana in front of him, and pedaled the wheel violently, his forehead covered with sweat.
inside the car.
"Let's go on the main road again." Han Dayan asked.
"Find a place to park."
I sat in the passenger seat and replied.
The sunlight swept around, and then drove the car to the edge of the crop field. When the young man behind saw us parking, he naturally did not dare to kick the wheels violently, and slowed down slowly, keeping a distance.
"Pfft."
Teng Zhanwei was pulled down by Han Dayan and rolled on the ground. Han Dayan immediately took out the hammer he was good at using from the trunk.
"Give him a chin correction."
I said expressionlessly.
"Crack."
Xiguang also knows how to do this, and it was all taught by Li Hao.
"...I.Fuck.Mom, who are you?"
Teng Zhanwei struggled to get up, but Xiguang's feet stuck him in the face, causing him to collapse to the ground again.
"Why don't you go to Shangri-La to find me?" I replied.
"Are you Xiangnan?" Teng Zhanwei stretched his head forward and asked through gritted teeth.
"Bai Tao, you cut it."
I asked bluntly.
"Well, I was the one who cut it." Teng Zhanwei said very bachelorly.
"……hehe."
I grinned and turned to wave my hand at Han Dayan. He stretched out his hand and handed over the hammer.
"Snapped."
I grabbed Teng Zhanwei's hair, pointed my hammer at his face and said, "Bai Tao is my friend. If you touch him, I'm not satisfied. I'll hit you with a hammer. Life or death depends on the fate."
"Fuck you, if you dare to mess around, I'm not afraid of this. Come on, hit whatever you want." Teng Zhanwei shouted, holding his neck.
"Okay, if you're brave, I'll use a hammer to tell you what the swan song of life is."
I stared, opened my arms, paused for a second, and was about to hit Teng Zhanwei's head.
far away.
In the corn field, the camera's operating indicator light was flashing brightly. There were beads of sweat on the young man's forehead. He looked at the clear picture on the screen and muttered: "Smash it, smash it down."
"ah,,."
Teng Zhanwei knelt on the ground, his arms held down by Han Dayan and Xi Guang, and he screamed in terror, but he didn't even say a word for mercy.
"Huhu,."
There was a sound of breaking through the air, and the hammer was swung down ferociously.
"Niu B,, just do it."
The young man was very excited and hid in the corn field and shouted.
"Uh-huh."
Suddenly the road ahead suddenly became brighter.
"Crash."
At the same time, there was a sound in the corn field, the sound of branches and leaves being scraped.
"Uh-huh."
I raised my head and looked into the distance, and was stunned.
A Land Rover stopped, and a strong man got out of the car.