Hu Fu Wu Bei Zhao Nianxia

At around two o'clock in the morning, at the gate of a repair shop on the side of the Jincheng Outer Ring National Highway.

"It's here, right? Knock!"

Wu Bei and Jia Xiao got out of the van with four or five of Mosquito's little brothers.

"Boom!"

The two young men directly kicked the big iron gate of the confinement.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

There was a sudden barking of dogs in the yard.

"You have to be polite even when you're in the rivers and lakes, be polite!"

Wu Bei frowned.

"Knock, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah!"

There was a sound of slippers being pulled in the yard, followed by an impatient male voice.

"Brother, we have a flat tire and we are in a hurry! Can you help fix it? Money is not a problem, you can ask for a price!"

Jia Xiao pulled his neck and yelled.

"If you don't fix it, don't fix it, hurry up and get out!"

The men in the yard scolded more and more harshly.

"Brother, please help, it's not easy to go out!"

Jia Xiao glanced at Wu Bei, saw that the latter hadn't made any movement, thought it was to see his performance, directly took out a few brand new big tickets from his pocket, and stuffed them in along the crack of the door.

Sure enough, words are never more convincing than banknotes.

The man inside the door was silent for two seconds, and cursed again: "What a trouble!"

In the process of speaking, there was a sound of unlocking the iron door, followed by the light of the weak mobile phone, and a shriveled man with a shirtless arm and a pair of sports shorts poked his head out.

Sensing that the atmosphere outside the door was not right, the man hurriedly retreated.

"Snapped!"

Jia Xiao's eyes were quick, and he clasped the opponent's shoulder directly, swung his arm and hit the opponent's eye socket with two straight fists, and then chuckled at the little brothers next to him: "The boss said that you must be polite when you are in the rivers and lakes, but it must be mutual." , just now you scolded me twice, it's not too much for me to chisel you twice!"

"Oh, what are you guys doing..."

The man covered his face and howled dryly.

"Boom! Boom!"

Jia Xiao lowered his arm, and punched the opponent's stomach twice more.

"Go in and have a look."

Wu Bei pursed his lips, and stepped into the gate calmly.

As soon as he looked up, he immediately saw Guo Pengcheng's "Wilf", parked in the middle of the yard impartially, besides that, there were seven or eight valuable cars parked beside them, tied to the side of the car. Two big wolfhounds that looked like little calves, when they saw a stranger coming in, immediately barked even more frantically, struggling with the rattling of the iron chain, very scary.

"Fifth leader, 666..."

Near the west are several bungalows, all lights are on at the moment, and the sound of drinking and punching can be vaguely heard inside.

"Dare to call out, your tongue will be cut off!"

Jia Xiao embraced the man who opened the door with one hand and a chopstick-length dagger with the other. Following Wu Bei's gaze, he pushed and pushed him towards the bungalow.

Looking at the increasingly mature Jia Xiao, Wu Bei raised the corners of his mouth calmly.

"Oh!"

There were still two or three meters away from the bungalow, Jia Xiao suddenly pushed on the man, and used his body to knock open the wooden door.

"What's going on, old six!"

"Drink too much?"

The four or five guys in the room with flushed faces were startled, and stood up in unison.

"Someone smashed the field!"

The man staggered two steps, held on to the edge of the table to barely fall down, and yelled furiously.

"Don't hit the field, hit people!"

Jia Xiao swooped in, raised the circlip in his hand, and plunged it directly into the thigh of a young man near the door.

"what!"

Blood flowed horizontally, the young man sat on the ground in pain, and the other guys who had just picked up the wine bottle and stool froze in place for a moment.

"Everyone crouch down with their heads in their arms, whoever is blind Meng, take a conscious step forward!"

Jia Xiao spit, shook the blood on the tip of the knife, and then greeted outside the door: "You all don't need to come in, I can take care of this myself!"

"Brother, how much hatred is there? Come up and dance with knives and guns!"

A tall man with dark skin and a faint tattoo on his chest that looked like an eagle but not an eagle walked out of the inner room with a blank expression.

"This is a knife, this is a gun! You like to watch me dance, don't you? Come, I'll show you a live show!"

Jia Xiao directly threw the circlip in his hand on the ground, and pulled out a black "imitation June [-]th" pistol from his arms, and the muzzle of the gun hit the roof with a "bang" sound.

In an instant, the rustling dust fell off like rain, and the man on the opposite side obviously froze, and swallowed his saliva in disbelief.

"I won't talk nonsense to you. First, hand over the keys to Wilf's car in the yard. Second, whoever drove the car here, you call whoever, otherwise you will be hospitalized tonight, and the factory will catch fire. Meng Xiazi has been completely removed from Jincheng from now on, so I don’t need to repeat it?”

Jia Xiao shook his arm and pointed the pistol at the man again.

"Brother, oh no... big brother, let's sit down and talk slowly. If we offended you, feel free to raise it..."

The man coughed twice, trying to resolve the conflict.

"Boom!"

Just halfway through speaking, Jia Xiao's pistol went off again, and the bullet hit the opponent's feet, sparking a burst of sparks.

"Can it be done?"

Jia Xiao narrowed his eyes and grinned grimly: "Three... two..."