The bald man is what women call the Fourth Master, the leader of a gang that specializes in international fairy dancing. Although he looks like a rough guy, he is a bright-minded and ruthless character. Those who can make money in the capital are those with strong backgrounds.
There are many characters, and this fourth master is one of the best. He has his own way of getting along well on the streets of the capital.
The bald Fourth Master stretched out his hand and slapped the woman on the buttocks. He narrowed his swollen eyes and said, "Are you sure that old foreigner is rich, stupid, and has no background?"
This slap was slapped with her fingertips, and it hit the woman's sensitive part. She turned her head and looked at the fourth master with a cry, and said softly: "Of course I'm sure, that old foreign devil is sick and likes to play torture."
Not to mention, I have never seen anyone who was not given 500,000 yuan at a time, but it’s a pity that he has run away now, that is a fat sheep!”
The fourth master sneered and said, "I can't run away. I'll wait until I find out where that kid who intercepted Hu just came from. If I get in Lao Ma's car, I won't be afraid of them flying into the sky."
The places where this gang commits crimes are mainly concentrated in these hotels. The taxis that often pick up passengers around the hotels are all acquaintances. Before entering the door just now, he noticed the license plate of the taxi. The driver was a middle-aged man named Lao Ma.
Man, speaking of it, the deposit for renting out a rental was borrowed from the Fourth Master, and it was just a matter of asking him.
At this moment, the group of men holding cloth bags came out of the hotel one after another. The Fourth Master made a sign to everyone to get in the car. He took out a "Lu Mei" mobile phone from his pocket and listened to a call, his eyes flashed.
After a look of ruthlessness, he cursed in a deep voice: "Damn, that kid just now was a wild hunter, and he took away a fat sheep in vain..."
He kept cursing, but he quickly pressed his fingers on the screen of his mobile phone, sending out several text messages one after another. Needless to say, they were all sent to the driver, Lao Ma. The Fourth Master had just confirmed that the boy was a game hunter. Naturally,
He is going to be punished to death. If this little brat is so tender, as long as his hands and feet are clean, he might be able to make some money off his organs.
Soon there was a reply to the message. The fourth master turned around and walked towards the Cayenne with a stern look. The woman beside him was about to follow, but he heard this guy say coldly: "Clean up and wait for me in the room. I'll do it."
Come back and lick your puddle when you're done."
The woman bit her lower lip and stopped, staring at a distance as a car sped away. A cold light flashed in her eyes, and she gritted her teeth and said: "Hu Sibing, you pickled offal, you are so tender to your mother's puddle..." The car has already gone.
Once she was far away, she stamped her feet and turned around and walked into the hotel door again. She spent money to get a room but it was useless to stay there.
Xu Qing was sitting in the taxi at this time. He only said to go west. He kept it in mind and did not directly tell the driver his destination. He took a look at the sign on the car. The driver's name was Ma Dehua. He looked like an honest and honest uncle.
But less than five minutes after the car drove out, the cell phone in his pocket rang several times. Although the uncle checked the text messages very secretly, he still didn't know that the content of the messages could not be hidden from the young people around him. Now they were thinking about how to entertain him.
, there is a price to be paid for helping a tyrant and meeting an enemy.
There was another fork in the road ahead, and Driver Ma couldn't help but ask: "Young man, there is Maoyan Hutong ahead, do you want to enter the alley?"
Xu Qing took a cigarette and lit it, and said casually: "Well, it's good to go into the alley. There are fewer people there and the light is dark, right?" He, the car driver, asked the driver instead, and he couldn't even tell him the destination. Driver Ma
Listening to what he said, I kept thinking in my heart, could this guy smell something? The person Fourth Master wants to deal with doesn't have a fuel-efficient lamp!
Driver Ma's heart was pounding, but now he was riding a tiger and couldn't get off, so he could only drive into the alley. When the front of the car entered the alley less than five meters away, Xu Qing pulled out a golden sand eagle from his lower back and clicked.
He unloaded the magazine with a click, glanced at the orange bullet, and put it back in with a click.
This is a real thing that cannot be exchanged if it is fake, the golden sand eagle. This was given by Huang Pulan. There are two in total. Xu Qing forgot to hand it over after completing the task. Anyway, his body is strong and he can't feel a gun on his back.
The portion size is like bringing two extra lighters.
It was this golden lighter that frightened Driver Ma to the point of peeing. His calves trembled and he braked suddenly. His eyes were as red as mustard, and two lines of tears flowed down his nose. His lips trembled:
"Brother, I was wrong. If you have a lot of money, please spare me for once. I have an eighty-year-old woman above me and a twenty-eight-year-old wife below. Please spare me for once, woo!"
If a person feels guilty, he will expose his shortcomings by bluffing casually. Xu Qing played with the sand eagle in his hand and said with a smile: "This is a nice place. If a gun is fired, it can only be regarded as a flat tire. Don't cry, gentlemen. Just throw away your phone."
Get out, then hold your head and run forward. If you run slowly, don't blame the bullet for biting you. Move quickly!"
Driver Ma looked bitter, wiped his tears and threw his cell phone out of the car window, but he didn't dare to get out of the car because he knew that his legs couldn't outrun bullets. This alley was a direct one, and it would be useless no matter how fast he ran.
Just a click of your fingers can kill you easily.
Xu Qing smiled coldly and said: "You have the ability to inform people. Now I just want to test whether you can run faster than the wind. Get off the car!"
At this moment, Yao Ye, who was sitting in the back seat, whispered: "It's better not to waste bullets, I want to bite him." Driver Ma saw a pair of blood-red eyes in the reflector, and one with fangs bared.
mouth.
"Oh my God!" The poor driver Ma screamed and fainted, but now it was easier. The two could only get out of the car and walk. After exiting the alley, they hailed a taxi and went straight to Chaonan District. The old thief was there.
There is an old house there, which is just right for Yao Ye to stay temporarily. When the time comes, we can help him get the arrangements to go abroad as soon as possible, so that this god of plague can get on his way.
Shortly after Xu Qing left, Fourth Master led a group of aggressive men and drove to Maoeryan Alley. Driver Ma kept turning on his mobile phone at the fork in the road. The group found the place easily, but it was a pity that they thought they
When they came to the taxi, they only saw the unconscious driver Ma, and there was a broken mobile phone on the ground outside the window.
The Fourth Master's face turned blue, and there was a layer of light on his bare head. I don't know why oil would appear on his forehead when he was emotionally ups and downs. This was also the main reason why he shaved his head.
"Damn, he ran away again. If I see that asshole, he will die..." The fourth master touched a handful of oil on his bald head and started to snarl.
Before he finished speaking, a lazy voice sounded from the darkness in front of the alley: "Hey grandson, who did you just say you were going to kill?" A man in camouflage uniforms walked out from across the alley, with his hands in his pants pockets and he was talking slowly.
As he walked, the most eye-catching thing was his shiny bald head.