Because I was hanging by my arms, it was a bit difficult to enter the glass door, and there were two people blocking the door in front of me. By the time I entered, Zhang Jun had already finished taking care of Brother Hong.
When I saw Brother Hong lying down, my head suddenly banged, my brows furrowed, and I was stunned for three or four seconds, but I couldn't say anything to Mr. Zhang, because there were so many people here, and I got so angry when I said anything else. Dispersed.
"Don't move, fuck you."
Everyone rushed into the hall, taking turns with gun handles and baseball bats, pointing at the three people brought down by Brother Hong, pulling their hair, pulling them down, and then smashed them hard.
The three of them had guns in their hands, but they forgot to fight back. After a few blows, the guns were knocked out. They hugged their heads and huddled up against the wall. This was the effect of Zhang Jun leading the team to do things.
Poof.
Zhang Jun ignored him and rushed upstairs. At this moment, he heard gunshots downstairs again. Yuan Cheng ran from the second floor terrace to the stairs, stretched his neck down and glanced at Zhang Jun. I also saw Brother Hong lying on the ground.
He hesitated for less than three seconds, then turned around and ran away.
"Give me."
I hung my arms, grabbed a baseball bat with my right hand, turned around and ran outside.
After Yuan Cheng saw Brother Hong lying down, he saw Zhang Jun holding a gun again. This time he stopped bragging and said, "I'm over forty years old. I'm so anxious. I really dare to follow you young guys." Let's see who gets shot first and who lies down first.
"Bang."
Zhang Jun kicked open the small door of the terrace upstairs and ran out. When he looked up, he saw that Yuan Cheng had already run to the edge of the terrace. All his friends were standing still, and Zhang Jun did not embarrass them. Continue to chase Yuan Cheng.
"Whoosh."
Yuan Cheng, wearing sportswear, jumped from the second floor without hesitation and fell to the ground with a thud.
"Hang."
Zhang Jun chased after him, shot downstairs, and shot Yuan Cheng in confusion. Yuan Cheng trembled, got up from the ground, jumped up, and ran directly to the door.
"Whoosh,."
"Bang,."
A baseball bat came from behind and hit Yuan Cheng roughly on the neck.
"Ouch,."
Yuan Cheng screamed in pain.
"Fuck you, mom, does it hurt?"
I hung my arms, swung the baseball bat again with one hand, gritted my teeth and ran towards Yuan Cheng's right leg.
"Bang, bang, bang,."
"ah."
It was Yuan Cheng's turn to hit his right leg with the baseball bat, and there was a clear sound of bone cracking. He seemed to be shaken by the rope, and he knelt down on one leg with a pop.
"Whoosh,."
Then the third stick came down and hit Yuan Cheng's head directly. After a clang, Yuan Cheng fell on his back.
Yuan Cheng covered his head and lay on the ground. His head was extremely dizzy. He shook his head vigorously and blood flowed from his nose. He seemed to lose consciousness for a short time and shouted in a daze: "Don't... hit, don't hit. Already."
"Yuan Cheng, listening to your chatter, you should be a very ruthless person. Why are you lying down? What about your social status? If you don't have the name Yuan Cheng, are you worth a Feihong Hotel? Damn you. .Mom, where are the people and where are the guns.”
I turned the stick around and hit Yuan Cheng's arm again.
"Stop fighting, stop fighting."
"I'm done, I don't want to pretend to be a senior anymore." I squatted down and asked, holding a baseball bat.
"Tap tap tap......"
At the door, Zhang Jun ran downstairs with a gun in hand. As he walked, he loaded bullets into five rounds. When he came to Yuan Cheng, he pulled the bolt of the gun and pointed the gun at Yuan Cheng and said: "Come, look here. .”
"Uh-huh."
Yuan Cheng struggled to turn his head to look at Zhang Jun, gritted his teeth and replied: "Why, Jun, your friend's hand was broken by himself. After you called me, I let him go."
"Yuan Cheng, you are also a handsome person. If you can die standing up, can you still live on your knees? If I ask why, you have some trouble." After Zhang Jun finished speaking, he was about to pull the trigger.
"Snapped."
I reached out and hit the barrel of his gun, frowned and looked at him, and then said, "Let's talk, you take a break."
"...You go ahead and talk, I'll listen." Zhang Jun looked at me with disdain and replied, he knew that I had not let go of Liu Mingming's matter.
I ignored him, looked down at Yuan Cheng, and asked expressionlessly: "You said Liu Mingming is dead, why do you still ask for money from the Liu family?"
Yuan Cheng was stunned when he heard what I said, and then shook his head and said: "... Impossible... Do you think I am short of five million, and why would you want to make such a fuss with you?"
I stared at him and then said: "The Liu family gave me five hundred, but Liu Mingming still hasn't come back. You are still asking for money. What you lack is definitely not five million."
"……."
Yuan Cheng was stunned again, thought carefully, and said firmly: "Absolutely impossible, Liu Mingming handled it a few days ago."
I looked at Yuan Cheng's expression, and it didn't look like he was lying. I touched my head and then said, "That's because your people ate your food, but they didn't listen to you."
Only now did Yuan Cheng understand why we were looking for him. He gritted his teeth and remained silent for a few seconds. Then he opened his mouth and said, "Let me make a call... in two hours at most, I will definitely get him back for you."
"Okay, I'll wait for you."
I nodded and replied.
After we finished talking, Zhang Jun waved his hand, and several people came up and took Yuan Cheng away and returned to the room. The people on the terrace were being watched, so no one called the police. The security guard in the watchtower took him away and replaced him with a new one. Got the people Zhang Jun brought.
In the corridor, I looked at Zhang Jun and said speechlessly: "Why do you kill Brother Hong? It's necessary."
"If I don't mess with him, will the other side dare to shoot? If he commits the crime first, he will be tortured to death. Ask Yuan Cheng if he dares to report the crime to arrest me." Zhang Jun replied casually.
"...You are really sick."
I cursed angrily in a low voice.
"Don't BB."
Zhang Jun replied rudely and turned to the bathroom.
…
In the private room, Yuan Cheng called, but the direct contacts were not Zhou Qiang and Liu Ergang. He felt that the problem lay with these two people, so the ones he called were people who had nothing to do with them.
I didn't enter Yuan Cheng's house at all and kept standing in the corridor waiting. During this period, the security guard from the nearby resort came to ask questions, but the people in the watchtower took him away lightly.
…
An hour later, Liu Ergang, Zhou Qiang, and two other people were drinking and sharing money in a Tongzilou somewhere in the suburbs.
"Dong dong."
At this moment, there was a knock on the door.
"Who?"
Zhou Qiang frowned and asked the other person.
"It should be delivering fast food." The man opened his mouth to answer.
"Er Gang, go and open the door." Zhou Qiang said.
"I'll go."
The young man who said he was delivering fast food stood up, said something casually, and then ran towards the door. Zhou Qiang sat where he was, touching the cash on the table, and said with a grin: "Spring is here. .”
"Bang."
The young man who went to open the door pulled it open, and immediately stepped out and ran out. Immediately after, six or seven people rushed in with guns at the door.