Bao Yuan was in chaos. He had touched guns, including boss Zhang Qian's pistol, a small-caliber revolver worth six hundred yuan, and even a chicken drumstick from an unknown age. He had shot it up and down under the clouds in the sky.
An ant on the ground, he even personally shot a husky while he was cooking hotpot, but he could only dream of shooting a big living person, Damn, this guy should be about to collapse!
But what happened next left Bao Yuan dumbfounded. The big man opposite him reached out and slapped his belly, pinched out a warhead with two fingers, flicked his wrist, and the warhead drew a bright yellow arc in the air.
A sound fell at Bao Yuan's feet.
Bao Yuan looked down at the bullets on the ground. His mind was confused and confused. Invulnerable? Robot? What the hell? The question marks on his head were like fish swimming. It took him a long time to come back to his senses, but there was an iron plow.
Big hands like those had already firmly grasped his neck, and his fat face quickly turned from white to pig liver purple, with even his tongue hanging out.
Xiong Chao grabbed Bao Yuan's neck with one hand and took a photo of his bare head with the other hand. Bang! Five clear finger prints appeared on the top of his forehead.
"Fat man, you looked so cool just now! Do you want to try your hand at men's clothes?" Xiong Chao grinned and teased, relaxed his fingers a little, and said in a deep voice: "Let my people go and let them go."
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Bao Yuan looked at Xiong Chao's face in horror. The two were so close that he could even see the pores on the other person's face clearly. The suffocation in his throat relaxed, and he vomited with his mouth closed.
In a trembling tone, he said: "Let him go, I'll tell them to let him go right away..."
No one can fight against such a monster that can't even be penetrated by bullets, let alone being choked by someone now. Bao Yuan completely surrendered, and he was very afraid of the opponent's big slap on his forehead again.
, if this guy uses the force to twist the water pipe and it breaks, his head will definitely be slapped into a rotten watermelon.
Xiong Chao nodded and smiled, loosening his wrist and letting the guy speak. He didn't pay attention to the fact that the fat man was still holding a pistol, because he was absolutely sure to grab it before the opponent fired.
Bao Yuan swallowed and turned around, feeling that his throat was so dry that it was smoking. He swallowed again and was about to shout, but a piercing siren suddenly came from the pier, which frightened him.
The pistol, which was in knots, fell to the ground.
A police car roared towards the pier and stopped directly next to the large trucks with a scoff. The door popped open and three men got out. Two of them were wearing public security uniforms, and another young man was wearing a white casual suit.
It still looked dirty. The three of them glanced at the freighter moored at the dock, and then walked straight over here.
The skinheads on the boat also saw the police car, but strangely they didn't see any fear on their faces. On the contrary, most of them had a look of discordant excitement on their faces.
It stands to reason that thieves would panic when meeting soldiers, but these skinheads were very calm because it was their boss, Zhang Qian, who came here. Didn't you see that the two big hats have no sideburns?
Xiong Chao also saw the person coming, and couldn't help but frown slightly. He was not afraid of the two policemen in terms of force, but he couldn't help but feel a little nervous. Gong Fengjiao hadn't arrived yet, and he didn't want to create complications. This was obviously impossible, because the three of them had already
Got on the springboard.
The skinheads who came all knew Zhang Qian. When the three of them got on the boat, the group naturally moved out of the way. Even this move made Xiong Chao on the opposite side breathe a sigh of relief. At least he knew that the two police officers were with this group of people.
Man, this is better, you can beat him all over his face without any scruples, his iron fist has never tasted the taste of beating a police officer.
Zhang Qian walked past a group of skinheads. When he saw the two men in black suits with their hands cut behind their backs, he couldn't help but frown.
A thin-faced man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks walked quickly to the side. He glanced at Xu Qing, but hesitated to speak. Zhang Qian saw the guy's concerns at a glance and said in a deep voice: "If you have anything, just say it, Mr. Xu is his own
people."
The thin-faced man then took out a piece of cloth from his lower back and handed it over, saying in a low voice: "Boss, that's a prick over there. Brother Yuan and Shapi were both caught by that guy. Donkey Ri is good at kung fu and can give him a shot."
It’s so evil to act like a normal person.”
"Oh?" Zhang Qian frowned and turned his gaze to Xu Qing, but the expression on his face was slightly shocked, because Xu Shao, who was by his side a second ago, had disappeared.
At this time, Xu Qing had already slid across to Xiong Chao, tilting his head to look at the giant man who looked like a black iron tower in front of him. He was quite tall, but the man in front of him was more than a head taller than him, and he was so strong.
A big loser.
As the saying goes, an expert can tell if there is a target as soon as he makes a move. Xu Qing slid out ten meters away with a single step. This is no longer something ordinary people can do. As an ancient warrior, Xiong Chao would be really stupid if he couldn't see it. Facts
He is not stupid when it comes to falling in love with him, at most he is a bit emotionally crazy.
Xu Qing pointed at the two restrained skinheads and said with a faint smile: "Let them go. It's not enough to embarrass a few ordinary people." Seeing this big ancient warrior, he had already thought of the surveillance videos he had seen.
, this guy is the guy who took Gao Fei’s stuff from the car.
Xiong Chao raised the corner of his mouth, reached out and slapped Bao Yuan on the forehead, and sneered: "You guys, there are experts who stand up for you. The experts who hang out with gangsters are the real ones."
Despite his rough appearance, this guy didn't suffer any loss in terms of his words. Xu Qing immediately turned around and sneered at his words. It was indeed an act of lowering one's status for an ancient warrior to get involved with a gangster.
Bao Yuan turned his head and looked at Xu Qing suspiciously. When he saw him smiling slightly and waving his hand, the man quickly stepped forward to pick up Shapi who was still sitting on the ground, hunched over and ran back in a hurry, still carrying the
Holding the cloth-wrapped pistol.
The smile at the corner of Xu Qing's mouth suddenly faded, and he stretched out his hand to press on his chest, and said lightly: "The gangsters are more humane than those bastards who kill people and steal wealth. Stop talking nonsense, I'm here to get those high-quality materials back."
Yes, and in order to seek justice for those ordinary people who died in vain, let’s do it!”
The Gao Fei materials are in container No. 52. Steve has already made this clear. He only needs to teach this big guy who is blocking the road a lesson before he can directly ask the skinheads behind him to pick up the goods.
A cold arc appeared at the corner of Xiong Chao's mouth, his waist sank down, click! He took a step across with his left leg, stood up in a stable horse stance, turned his fists to his waist, and said in a deep voice: "The visitor is a guest.
There is no reason for the host not to let the guests take action first. Come on, if you want those broken stones, just step over my corpse."