Here Bei Xiaoshuai also asked in a low voice: "Brother Guang, how are you doing?"
Liu Ziguang said calmly: "A group of criminal thieves...com"
"They're not here for us, are they?" Bei Xiaoshuai glanced over there uneasily, thinking about the one million in cash placed in the room upstairs. Now only two brothers were guarding the room.
"It shouldn't be the case. We didn't reveal anything along the way. Even if we were, it's not a big deal. Let's eat vegetables." Liu Ziguang's nonchalant attitude gave everyone confidence, and they all began to eat and drink with confidence.
After the wine and dinner were full, the table was full of cups and plates, but everyone was not busy going upstairs to rest. Instead, they took out cigarettes and smoked them. While eating the fruit plate provided by the hotel, they were chatting in a low voice. Suddenly, another car came outside.
The dusty off-road vehicle had a Yunnan license plate. Four rough-looking men got out of the vehicle and entered the hotel without saying a word. They found a corner to sit down and ordered four portions of dry-fried beef river and four plates of stir-fried vegetables.
Four bottles of beer were eaten in silence.
Zhang Baiqiang whispered: "Here comes the idea."
His companions burped nonchalantly, picked their teeth, and quietly reached to their waists and turned off the safety of their pistols.
"There are some drug dealers here. Please be careful and go upstairs quickly after eating." Liu Ziguang glanced at the four dark-faced men in the corner and whispered.
"How do you know?" Bei Xiaoshuai asked suspiciously.
"I can smell them." Liu Ziguang rubbed the tea cup in his hand, and his mind was reminded of those days in Myanmar. His senses have always been sensitive. Although these four people are not amazing in appearance, there is a cold light inadvertently cast in their eyes.
, is by no means an idle person.
Bei Xiaoshuai was a little nervous. After all, he was not on his own territory, and he didn't have anyone with him. If something happened, he would be in trouble. At this time, most of the guests in the restaurant had left, and there were only three groups sitting on their own.
The corner of the restaurant seemed calm on the surface, but secretly there was a turbulent undercurrent. The four new drug dealers were also experienced in big scenes. They didn't pay attention to these two groups in the restaurant and just lowered their heads to eat.
Suddenly there was a screeching sound of brakes outside, and three cars were parked in front of the Humen Hotel. A group of locals jumped out. The sound of slamming doors and heavy shoes on the ground irritated everyone's eardrums, but no one
Everyone looked up, including the waiters at the bar, who still lowered their heads and used calculators to calculate accounts.
With a "clang", the door was kicked open, and a group of local gangsters appeared at the door, holding bright machetes and black sandblasting gunpowder guns in their hands. The leader shouted in broken Mandarin: "At the door.
Whose SUV is that?”
Upon hearing this, Liu Ziguang immediately realized that this group of people was coming for him. He did not expect that the group of people who were beaten in the service area were quite powerful and they were chasing after him so quickly. However, their intelligence was obviously biased.
There were two off-road vehicles parked at the door. The owners of the vehicles were both unscrupulous. Wouldn't they be in trouble if they spoke so loudly?
The waiter behind the bar who was doing the accounting hurriedly came up to him and spoke a few words in local dialect, but was roughly pushed aside. The strong man in the lead scolded a few times and walked to the restaurant with two of his subordinates carrying sandblasting guns.
, looking at the guests here one by one, the rest of the people stood at the door, continuing to stare at them eagerly.
The first thing the stout man noticed was Zhang Baiqiang and others sitting in the middle of the restaurant. He walked straight over and asked, "Hey, is the car outside yours?"
Zhang Baiqiang smiled slightly and said, "No, is there a problem?" At the same time, he opened his clothes slightly, revealing the dark pistol handle inside.
The sturdy man immediately fell silent, turned to Liu Ziguang and the others and said, "Pretty boy, is the off-road vehicle outside yours?"
Liu Ziguang shook his head and said: "No." His companions at the tables next to him stared at the man coldly without saying a word. The man stared at them for a few times and realized that these people were sitting taller than him, and the arms on their arms were all taller than him.
The muscles were all lumpy, and there seemed to be a slight bulge in the waist. He didn't feel easy to offend, so he finally turned to the four Yunnanese tourists in the corner who were still eating and drinking, because they were the only ones who looked the easiest to bully.
"Hey, you guys are rushing to the street to ask you a question!" As soon as the man said this, three pistols were put to his head. The Yunnan guest holding the pistol didn't even look at him and continued.
He was eating with chopsticks, his cheeks covered with food. The man who didn't have a gun opened his coat and slapped a mini submachine gun on the table without saying anything.
"Boss, I'm sorry, I got the wrong person." The sturdy man cupped his fists and bowed, and walked away in despair. The restaurant became quiet again.
The sky gradually dimmed, dark clouds covered the outside, and the air was filled with tension. The room was extremely hot. Finally, there was a thunder and a heavy rain. The cool air poured into the hall, which relieved the heat a little. The wine glasses and glasses in front of the two groups of people
The plates were all empty, but they had no intention of leaving at all. Instead, they slowly picked their teeth, paying attention to each other's movements. Following Liu Ziguang's instructions, the subordinates carefully went upstairs after eating, but Liu Ziguang continued to stay.
Watching the excitement in the restaurant, Bei Xiaoshuai saw that he would not leave, so he also stayed.
"If you start fighting in a while, get down on the ground. Don't show off." Liu Ziguang whispered to Bei Xiaoshuai.
"I know, which one do you bet on?" Bei Xiaoshuai winked.
"My surname is Zhang," Liu Ziguang said.
"I bet on the new ones. They are obviously stronger and have better guns." Bei Xiaoshuai said.
"How much is the deposit?"
"Pledge five thousand, no, ten thousand."
They were chatting in low voices on one side, and the atmosphere on the other side became even more tense. The two sides were at war with each other, and they were looking at each other with eagerness. The waiter had gone somewhere. It was still raining heavily outside, and thunder was rolling one after another. The heavy rain was pouring outside, and there was nothing.
Can't see.
There was silence in the restaurant, but this tranquility was suffocating. A fierce fight was inevitable. Bullets had no eyes to fight, especially in such a narrow environment, which would inevitably affect the fish in the pond. However, Liu Ziguang was full of confidence and sat firmly on the mountain.
Waiting to see the show unfold.
Finally, one party could no longer keep their composure. The drug traffickers suddenly stood up and drew their guns. Three shiny American military pistols and a Scorpion mini-submachine gun were aimed at Zhang Baiqiang and others. The other party had no time to react and even drew their guns.
When you come out, you can only sit back and wait for death.
In the flash of lightning, the situation took a turn for the worse. Gunshots rang out in the sky. The four drug dealers instantly trembled in the hail of bullets. Their bodies seemed to be swinging. Blood splattered everywhere. The plates, chopsticks and leftover rice noodles on the round table also flew everywhere.
Green-painted 7.62mm bullet shells poured down from above like a waterfall, clinking on the marble floor.
The gunfire stopped suddenly, and Zhang Baiqiang shouted upstairs: "A Dong, it's okay."
Next to the railing on the second floor, a muscular man put away the Type 56 submachine gun in his hand. Green smoke was still coming from the muzzle. He took out a new magazine, flicked it on the jam, removed the empty magazine, and loaded a new one.
Magazine, the action is smooth and unrestrained.
At this moment, a drug dealer lying in a pool of blood suddenly jumped up, holding a grenade with the safety ring in his hand. Just when the grenade was about to explode and no one had time, Liu Ziguang took action, with a white light in his hand.
Flash, the table knife was nailed to the man's wrist holding the grenade like lightning. The man's arm hung down weakly. The grenade rolled to the ground and was pressed under him. It exploded with a bang. Fortunately, it was an offensive type.
The grenade only blew up the man's abdomen to a bloody pulp, leaving no one else affected.
The walls of the restaurant were spattered with blood, and the floor was covered with hot bullet casings. Zhang Baiqiang and others stepped forward to pick up their guns and luggage from the pile of corpses. A Dong from upstairs also walked down and looked at Liu Ziguang meaningfully.
They glanced at each other and whispered something to Zhang Baiqiang. Zhang Baiqiang smiled lightly and said, "Thank you." Then he led the four brothers to open the door and walked into the vast rain and fog. There was a sound of a car starting.
, then there was the roar of the engine, and the two cars drove away one after the other.
"Here, ten thousand yuan." Liu Ziguang extended his hand to Bei Xiaoshuai.
Bei Xiaoshuai's face had turned pale for a long time. He lay down under the table when the gunfire sounded. Now he shouted angrily: "It doesn't matter, you helped me."
When he was in Jiangbei, Bei Xiaoshuai was considered a hero who was not afraid of anything. Only when he arrived on the ground did he realize that the green hills outside the mountains and the towers outside the mountains, the strong have their own strong hands. If it weren't for the living conditions in Liu Ziguang Town, I'm afraid
I would also be killed on the spot by these gangsters.
He did not notice that Liu Ziguang's left hand, which had been hidden under the table, was holding a loaded and ready-to-load Esprit automatic pistol.
"Pack your things and leave, this store is untenable." Liu Ziguang quietly put away the gun and asked Bei Xiaoshuai to go upstairs and call his brothers to walk to the auto repair shop in the rain. He stopped repairing the car and drove away.
The heavy rain gradually subsided, and through the vast rain and fog, you can see the flashing police lights in front of you. The police set up checkpoints on the highway to conduct inspections. The armed police in standard raincoats wore steel helmets and held submachine guns in standby mode. The police also
Wearing a bulletproof vest and complete police equipment, it feels like facing a powerful enemy.
They did not check large trucks and buses, but only small cars. Seeing the police inspecting, Hu Guang's face became paler, and Liu Ziguang whispered: "Be natural, it's okay."
The policeman checked the Cayenne driven by Bei Xiaoshuai, waved his hand to let him pass, and then boarded the Iveco. Under his big-brimmed hat, his hawk-like eyes scanned the people in the car. The muzzles of two 79 guns behind him were slightly piercing the black hole.
It's chilling.
The police officer asked everyone to show their identity documents, and asked the driver to show his driver's license and driving license. He also took out his police pass and entered his ID number for verification. His black raincoat kept dripping water, and cold sweat broke out on Hu Guang's forehead.
Suddenly, the police officer stared at Hu Guang and said, "Why is your face so pale?"
"He has a stomachache." Liu Ziguang said.
"I didn't ask you, take out your ID card!" The police officer gave Liu Ziguang a cold look, stared at Hu Guang and shouted sternly.
Hu Guang slowly took out his ID card and handed it over. The police officer scanned it with his police pass, handed the ID card back and said, "If you have a stomachache, take some medicine." After that, he got out of the car and left, waving his hand to indicate that Iveco could leave.
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Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Hu Guang wiped his cold sweat and asked, "Brother, how do you know it's okay?"
Liu Ziguang said: "I have friends in the Public Security Bureau who have checked your information on the intranet a long time ago. You are not a wanted criminal who is being chased online."
Hu Guang blinked: "Does it mean that the person I stabbed twice is not dead?"