When I heard Mother Liu's shout, I turned around and looked at her with a frown, but didn't make a sound.
"Xiang Nan, you are looking for that group of people, right?" Mother Liu came over and asked.
"..." I looked at her and still didn't say anything.
"Please help Auntie get Mingming back, please."
For the first time, Mother Liu spoke to me in a pleading tone.
I glanced at her and walked up to the Cayenne without saying a word.
"Don't let me see your son. If I fucking see him, shoot him twice first. Damn it."
Zhang Jun said something very dissatisfied.
"Jun," I called him with a frown.
"You are such a bitch."
Zhang Jun opened the door and got in the passenger seat.
"Go back. I will save you if I can, but it's not for you, it's for my wife."
I looked at Mother Liu's helplessness, took a deep breath, waved my hand and said something back.
"Drive and leave."
Zhang Jun said something to Xiaowen, and then the motorcade left the entrance of the Express Hotel.
…
"Is your hand okay?" Zhang Jun frowned and looked at the back of my hand and said.
"...It's okay." I leaned back on the chair and replied speechlessly.
Then Zhang Jun frowned and didn't ask any more questions. He touched his short hair close to his scalp, took out his mobile phone and made a call.
"Have you found the person?" Zhang Jun asked after the call was answered.
"Brother, he ran away." the other party replied.
"Can you run away?" Zhang Jun replied calmly.
"Right away, I'll look for you right away," the other party said immediately.
"Hurry up, four cars are waiting for you." Zhang Jun replied and hung up the phone.
"Where's Li Dong?"
I sat in the back and asked.
"It's impossible for him to be involved in this matter. After getting off the plane, he went to his girlfriend's place. He may have gone back to catch up on his sleep. But let me tell you, the party's resources will support you unconditionally. If you have anything to do, just call him." Zhang You replied casually.
"Haha, he quite loves me." I grinned.
"...Well, I all love you, Gaga loves you." Zhang Jun replied helplessly.
"Sorry, Jun."
After being silent for a long time, I said something quite false.
"Stop talking, let's do something."
Zhang Jun is most annoyed by these words. People he can help don't need to say thank you; people he doesn't want to help, kowtow is useless. In his world view, they are either brothers or strangers, nothing more.
…
Yuan Cheng has not been seen in this city since he received Zhang Jun's call at Feihong Hotel.
The gangsters in Chongqing can no longer be called gangsters. They are gang-related gangs with strict organizational rules and hierarchies. In the Northeast, if you discuss family law with the people below, the people below will definitely reply to you with contempt: "Brother, you think we are the Heaven and Earth Society, returning the family law."
But gangs involved in gangs do exist in the south, and everyone is accustomed to them. They are more professional, but they lack a bit of human touch. For example, the gangsters in the Northeast are messy state-owned enterprises, and they are foreign companies.
People like Zhang Jun are a different kind here. He is more direct, simple and crude, does not pay attention to rules, and does not like to fight behind the scenes. Therefore, some big brothers in Chongqing are not afraid of the size of the other's interest group, but they are definitely afraid of Zhang. Jun,.
Is Yuan Cheng afraid?
The answer is yes, otherwise, he won't hide.
There is a separate corner of Bishui Yuntian Resort on the outskirts of the city that belongs to Yuan Cheng. Due to accounting issues, he has been occupying this place. The resort has no choice but to carve out a separate area and give him the bill. However, Yuan Cheng likes the environment here and has no intention of doing so. I used it to make money, so I made it enclosed, even the entrance was made separately. When you have nothing to do, you can come here to relax, go fishing, etc.
He has been here these two days, feeling quite relaxed.
"Beep bell bell."
On the terrace on the roof of the villa, Yuan Cheng was drinking red wine and chatting with a few friends.
"rustle!"
The tires were grinding against the ground, and the four cars stopped one kilometer away from the resort.
"Uh-huh."
Zhang Jun rolled down the window and asked the Cadillac on the side of the road: "Is it here?"
"Here, brother, there are a few of his friends inside, and Xiao Hong is also there." The young man in the Cadillac replied with a smile.
"Ah, I'll go over and take a look. You can go." Zhang Jun nodded and replied.
"I'll call some more people and let's go together." The young man asked tentatively.
"No, I'll call you when you're done." Zhang Jun waved his hand and replied.
"That's great."
The young man nodded and drove away.
…
Two minutes later.
"Creak, creak...,."
The sound of brakes suddenly sounded at the entrance of the resort. Zhang Jun was the first to get out of the car, holding a five-gun series. I followed him with my arms hanging, and the people behind me followed suit.
"Brother, who are you looking for?"
The security guard saw a car stopped, stretched his neck and asked.
"Wow."
Zhang Jun cocked the bolt of his gun and pointed the muzzle at the security building. When the security guard saw the other person taking out his gun, he squatted down immediately.
"Hang, huh."
Two gunshots were fired, and flames suddenly appeared.
"Squint, fuck you."
Zhang Jun replied succinctly, kicked open the small iron gate, and jogged into the yard.
"flap,."
Yuan Cheng, who was sitting on a wicker chair, immediately jumped up from his seat and said in confusion: "There was gunfire."
"I'll go down and take a look."
Brother Hong reacted instantly, took out the imitation June Fourth from under the towel, waved his hand and rushed downstairs with three or four people.
"Bang."
Zhang Jun kicked the glass door and found that it was locked. Then he pointed at the person behind and said, "Hurry up and open it."
"Woo."
There was a sound of squeezing air in mid-air, and a baseball bat was violently hit on the glass door. Two strong young men hit it four or five times in a row. The glass door was directly hollowed out, and Zhang Jun got in alone.
"Snapped."
The lights in the lobby on the first floor suddenly rang out. Brother Hong and his men rushed down. Seeing Zhang Jun, he was stunned. Then Brother Hong frowned and asked, "What the hell are you going to do?"
"Go away," Zhang Jun continued walking forward without even looking at him.
"Fuck you, mom, don't be too crazy, I won't tolerate others giving you face," Brother Hong said while holding a pistol and standing on the steps.
"Xiao Hong, do you know the difference between you and me?"
Zhang Jun raised his eyebrows and asked.
"You and I..." Brother Hong opened his mouth to reply.
"Fuck you, Mom, the difference is, you only dare to scare me, but I really dare to kill you." Zhang Jun frowned and replied, suddenly taking two steps forward.
"What the hell..."
"Hang,kong,."
Zhang Jun raised his hand and fired two shots. Before he could react, Brother Hong's head burst into a burst of blood mist, and his body swayed back. Then his chest exploded, and blood spattered across the white wall.
The man died on the spot, lying motionless on the steps.
"Fuck you, mom, can you guys do it?"
Zhang Jun poked the strong man beside Brother Hong's body with his gun, who was completely stunned, and asked with squinting eyes.
No one spoke.
"Can you do it?"
Zhang Jun’s voice, scratching his neck and shouting questions, kept echoing in the empty living room.