140 Xiong Yaowen, to I love Huang Jie's crown for the first time
By two or three o'clock in the morning, most people would rest. Even if there were some who were awake, Song Qiao could find a way to distract them.
After all, he is the helmsman of Jinguang Duo, so he still has some power.
Then Wang Hao can be sent away.
After hanging up the phone, Song Qiao returned to the mourning hall. Seeing no one around him, he went around to the back to see Wang Hao.
The coffin was placed in the back hall, and Wang Hao was tied to the side of the coffin to keep Jiang Yijun awake all night.
Wang Hao was beaten extremely badly, with bruises all over his body and bruises on his face.
His eyes were closed tightly, and he didn't know whether he was asleep or unconscious.
Song Qiao walked over and gently shook his arm.
Wang Hao woke up immediately and looked at Song Qiao with a puzzled face.
Song Qiao said: "I will send you out at two o'clock in the morning, and Chen Dong will pick you up then."
Of course Wang Hao was overjoyed and nodded desperately.
Song Qiao sighed and turned around to go out.
Night came soon. Song Qiao casually ate a big pot of rice and found an excuse to send some people away. Only seventy or eighty people were left at the scene to keep vigil.
Some of these people drank, some played cards, and some gathered in a group to chat, surrounding the entire mourning hall like an iron barrel.
Song Qiao was not in a hurry, quietly waiting for the morning to come.
After twelve o'clock in the evening, most people couldn't stand it any longer. Some found a nook and cranny to sleep, some were lazy and idle, and some had already run away secretly.
For a company that is inherently corporate, how loyal can you expect the people below to be?
When a branch general manager dies, he won't have to cry and keep vigil until dawn.
A few nights ago, Song Qiao had already cursed loudly, but now he turned a blind eye.
It was past two o'clock in the morning, and there were less than a dozen people with their eyes open.
Song Qiao said to them: "Find a place to relax for a while. I'll call you if anything happens."
Everyone then went to find a place to sleep.
Inside and outside the mourning hall, only Song Qiao was left standing.
Song Qiao walked around inside and outside to make sure no one was still awake, then quietly came to the back of the mourning hall.
Wang Hao knew he was going to let him go tonight, so of course he didn't sleep. His eyes were round and round.
Seeing Song Qiao come in, he immediately laughed.
Song Qiao shouted "hiss" at him and went over to untie the rope from his body.
However, at this moment, the sound of heavy footsteps suddenly came closer from far away, followed by a burst of curses.
Song Qiao was of course taken aback and did not dare to help Wang Hao untie him. Instead, he stood up and walked to the outer hall.
A tall figure was walking in, and it was Xiong Yaowen!
It's past two o'clock in the morning, why is Xiong Yaowen here?
Did he see through Chen Dong's plan?
Song Qiao was nervous for a while and immediately called out: "Master..."
"His mother's leg was broken. Jiang Yijun will be buried tomorrow. You sons of bitches are sleeping here..."
Xiong Yaowen cursed and breathed a sigh of relief when he came to the mourning hall and saw Song Qiao here.
"I thought there was really no one keeping watch... It seems you are indeed quite loyal to Jiang Yijun!"
Song Qiao said awkwardly: "My eldest brother treated me well during his lifetime, and I want to keep it safe for the last night!"
Xiong Yaowen nodded and said, "Yes! Where is Wang Hao?"
"In the back."
Xiong Yaowen went around to the back hall and took a look, making sure Wang Hao was still there before turning around and coming out.
At this time, many people had been woken up and hurried in to say hello. Some called Mr. Xiong and some called the boss.
Xiong Yaowen scolded them again, and then said: "No one is allowed to sleep tonight, everyone's eyes are wide open! Killing Wang Hao is the highlight of tomorrow. If we lose him, I will skin you!"
"yes!"
No one dared to sleep anymore, and everyone went outside to stand guard.
Song Qiao secretly screamed in his heart that it was too bad. It would be hard to let Wang Hao go this time, but he still pretended to be nonchalant: "Master, why are you here?"
Xiong Yaowen sighed: "I was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. In my mind, I kept recalling the time when we were betrothed..."
As Xiong Yaowen said this, he walked into the back hall and sat down next to Jiang Yijun's coffin.
"We have managed to survive until today, we have achieved some success, and we can live a happy life for a few days, but then something like this happened..."
Xiong Yaowen touched Jiang Yijun's coffin with his hand and actually shed a few tears, which shows the depth of his love.
"I can't sleep anyway, so I'll spend the last night with my brother!"
Xiong Yaowen sat beside the coffin, looking up at the ceiling, in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.
Wang Hao was extremely surprised when he saw Xiong Yaowen coming in, and looked at Song Qiao in confusion.
But Song Qiao had no choice but to shake his head at him.
"Master..." Song Qiao said softly: "You should go back to sleep. I'll just stay here and watch the night."
Xiong Yaowen shook his head and said with a sad face: "I'm already here, so I won't leave. It's almost dawn anyway..."
Song Qiao had no choice but to quietly look outside the mourning hall. I wonder if Chen Dong saw this scene.
…
Of course Chen Dong saw it.
As soon as two o'clock in the morning came, he, Sanzi and others came to the vicinity of the mourning hall, preparing to meet Wang Hao.
At first everyone who saw Jin Guangduo fell asleep, and they were secretly happy, thinking that this time they were safe.
Unexpectedly, Xiong Yaowen arrived right around the corner, shouting that he wanted to keep vigil and that no one else could sleep. It was really hard to do anything!
Ren Jianwei gritted his teeth and said, "No, let's just rush in and rob people!"
Chen Dong assessed the strength of both sides.
Tonight, there were seventy or eighty Jinguangduo people keeping vigil, and he also brought seventy or eighty people. At first glance, they looked similar.
But there is Xiong Yaowen on the other side, who is a big killer, one can kill ten or twenty!
By then, not only will no one be able to be saved, but the people of Shanshitang will also be trapped here.
You should have the spirit of "Knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, so go to the mountains with tigers", but it would be foolish to go into the mountains knowing that you will be eaten by tigers.
Chen Dong thought about it over and over, and suddenly felt fierce in his heart, and said, "Can you get trolls?"
Troll?!
Of course everyone was shocked.
As we all know, this is the common name for "gun".
Trolling was probably a little looser in the 1970s and 1980s. At that time, gangsters generally used shotguns and guns in their fights.
But later on, the control gradually became stricter and almost disappeared. Even if the average person has money, they can't buy it.
Besides, no one dares to sell it, as this thing is also a crime of decapitation.
And once the trolls are used, things will get serious.
Originally it was just a grudge between the world, but once the trolls started, the officials would get involved, and then they would no longer be able to live with it.
Therefore, in this era, no matter what kind of conflict occurs, one basic principle is not to use trolls, unless it is a gangster who is desperate for his life, or a desperado who puts life and death at risk!
Seeing everyone's expressions of embarrassment, Chen Dong frowned and said, "Can we do it?"
The third son said: "Farewell, Brother Dong, once you touch that thing, things will end badly..."
Although the others didn't say anything, they obviously meant this.
For one Wang Hao, no one is willing to risk their lives.
But Chen Dong is different from them.
Wang Hao risked his life to protect himself, and Chen Dong also risked his life to save Wang Hao.
This is how he always treats people!
"Stop talking nonsense." Chen Dong gritted his teeth and said, "Can anyone be a troll? Just get me one. Don't worry, I won't hurt you!"
Everyone was still silent.
"I have one there." Ren Jianwei suddenly said: "However, the quality is very poor. It is the most common gun, the one sprayed with iron sand. It may explode the chamber, and it will not kill anyone. It will only seriously injure people."
"Okay, go get it quickly!"
In order to save Wang Hao, Chen Dong no longer had to worry about so much.
We can't delay it any longer. Once dawn comes, more people from Haibei Company will arrive, and it will be even harder to save him.
Ren Jianwei immediately turned around and left.
We drove there and back, and it was late at night, so it was very quick.
In just half an hour, he came.
Sure enough, he handed Chen Dong a spray gun.
"Teach me how to fire it." Chen Dong rubbed the gun body.
Ren Jianwei spoke briefly.
"Okay." Chen Dong said: "You guys keep an eye on it for a while. If I succeed, drive over and pick me up immediately. If not, you will all leave and you don't need to worry about me anymore!"
Without waiting for them to speak, Chen Dong walked towards the mourning hall with his waist bent.
As soon as Xiong Yaowen arrived, no one dared to sleep. Seventy or eighty people surrounded the mourning hall, all of them standing upright with their eyes open.
Even with a troll at hand, it's not easy to get in.
Chen Dong was not in a hurry.
Like a very patient old hunter, he first sent a text message to Song Qiao, and then waited behind a tree.
After Song Qiao read the text message, he got up and went outside.
When he came back, he was carrying a bottle of beer.
"Master." Song Qiao said, "It's a long night, let's have a drink."
"Okay, let's have a drink."
Xiong Yaowen sat up and drank beer with Song Qiao.
Chat while drinking.
Xiong Yaowen asked Song Qiao how he met Jiang Yijun and how he killed Xingyun.
Song Qiao answered them one by one.
He was very grateful to Xiong Yaowen for his kindness, so he never told a lie.
Xiong Yaowen nodded and said: "It turns out that you killed Xingyun because of Chen Dong. It seems that you really have a good relationship with this Chen Dong."
Song Qiao nodded and said, "Chen Dong and I do have a good relationship. When we were in No. 3 Middle School..."
He told what happened before again.
After hearing this, Xiong Yaowen said with great emotion: "You are really good brothers... It's a pity that one is in Tiannan Group and the other is in Haibei Company. It would be great if you could pull him over and become the deputy helmsman of Jinguang Duo.
Wouldn’t it be nice for you two to serve me together?”
Song Qiao nodded and said, "Well, I will tell him about this when I have the opportunity in the future."
Xiong Yaowen's eyes suddenly flashed and he said in a deep voice: "Since Chen Dong is such a loyal person, he will probably come to save Wang Hao. You kid won't help him, right?"
Song Qiao was startled, thinking that Xiong Yaowen had seen through his plan, and said nervously: "No... no... boss, I don't dare..."
Xiong Yaowen burst out laughing, patted Song Qiao on the shoulder and said, "I'm kidding you, don't be nervous! I've been so good to you, but if you still do something sorry for me, you're not a human being!"
Song Qiao felt as if needles were pricking his heart.
"I drank a lot, I'm going to the toilet..." Xiong Yaowen touched his stomach and stood up unsteadily.
It is indeed easier to go to the toilet after drinking beer, and Xiong Yaowen is certainly no exception.
There is a bathroom in the company, but Xiong Yaowen doesn't pay much attention to it. He just found a tree after the mourning hall, unzipped his pants and peed.
At this moment, something cold and hard suddenly pressed against Xiong Yaowen's waist.
"Don't move." A deep voice sounded: "If you dare to move, I will kill you."