Fortunately, the speed was not too fast, otherwise it would have easily rolled over.
Sun Mancang's face turned pale and he was very frightened. He turned to look at Qian Guozhu and whispered: "Brother, you are robbing the Tao."
Sun Mancang was a little panicked. He heard from the captain that there were people blocking the road specifically to rob trucks. He had never seen it before, and he never thought that these people would do something in broad daylight.
Qian Guozhu had a gloomy face, pulled out two iron rods from the back seat, and stuffed one into Sun Mancang: "Don't get down, I'll go take a look."
"Brother, how can this be done? That..."
"Don't be ridiculous," Qian Guozhu glanced at him, "They don't dare kill people for money. When you see the opportunity, drive away, turn around and don't look back! If something goes wrong with the car, both of us will lose our jobs!"
After saying that, Qian Guozhu opened the door and jumped out of the car.
In the cornfields on both sides of the road, a dozen or so people crawled up.
All of them are strong men with fierce looks on their faces. The man who was surrounded also had a scar diagonally across his face from his forehead to his chin, and the hideous scar divided the bridge of his nose into two halves. His eyes were extraordinarily big and protruded outward, and he looked like he was fighting for his life when he smiled.
With this look alone, every mountain eagle would have to leave a chair for him.
Qian Guozhu's eyes swept across the faces of these people, and he secretly screamed.
They look like they are no ordinary people. I am afraid that each of them started fighting since childhood.
His palms were sweating, and he raised his voice and said, "Brother, we are here to pick up the goods. The truck is empty."
"Hahaha..." Scarface smiled, especially ferocious, "Don't worry, little brother, I'm not interested in your car or the goods your factory wants."
Qian Guozhu became even more nervous.
Scarface walked towards him, stared at him from beginning to end, and then said: "I heard that there are good products in the provincial capital. Good guy, the big apple is red. Brother, why don't you go to the provincial capital?" ?”
Qian Guozhu twitched his lips: "I will go wherever the factory tells me to go. This time I will go to the provincial capital."
"Oh, isn't that a coincidence?" Scarface suddenly stopped laughing, raised his hand and patted Qian Guozhu's chest twice, "Boy, you have to follow the rules when selling goods. The public sells for 45 cents, and you sell for 40 cents." Mao Ba, this is ruining my job!"
Qian Guozhu's feet were rooted, but he didn't move after receiving those two slaps. He looked at the scarred face intently, not timid at all: "I don't know what you mean, I don't have what you mentioned in my car. "
Scarface smiled grimly and bared his teeth: "Boy, are you shameless?"
As he spoke, he took a step back. A group of people behind him came forward holding sticks and machetes.
"Oh shit."
Qian Guozhu cursed lowly, pulled off the towel around his neck and tied the iron rod to his hands.
"He's a fucking tough guy." Scarface spat on the ground, "Don't beat him to death. I still have something to ask this little brat."
"okay!"
Qian Guozhu picked up the iron rod and roared with red eyes:
"Cangzi! Run! Don't look back!"
"boom!"
"Bang bang bang!"
There was a chilling sound in the cornfield.
"Plop."
"Ouch!"
Scarface covered his bleeding thigh and fell to the ground, pointing at the cornfield and shouting: "Ambush! He has an ambush!"
Such a sudden change made Scarface's younger brothers confused, and Qian Guozhu was also confused, but his rounded iron rod still hit the person in front of him on the shoulder, knocking one of them down.
In the cornfield, there was a trace of impatience in the indifferent male voice: "You are aiming to hit, and you have eaten everything I taught you before?"
"Well... Brother Cheng, it's hard to aim at this poor place!"
"Then you go out and arrest someone. If you run away, you will be given an extra month of training."
"Ouch!"
From the emerald green leaves, a little fat man rushed out like a cannonball and hit his nearest brother in the stomach.
The fat man was a flexible fat man. He sat on the man's belly. When he stretched out his legs, he tripped them again.
The boys finally came to their senses at this moment, and when they saw a little fat man coming, they immediately picked up the guy in their hands and greeted him and Qian Guozhu.
A melee is about to break out.
"Oh shit."
"What a useless job, I don't want it anymore!"
In the truck, Sun Mancang saw a group of people rushing towards Qian Guozhu. His eyes were red with anger. He kicked the door open, imitated Qian Guozhu and tied the iron rod to his hand with a towel, and joined the fight.
"Brother, are there any more guys?"
Just as Sun Mancang raised his hand, he heard a voice coming from behind.
He swung out a stick and turned around to see the limping postman coming over.
"In the car!"
Sun Mancang roared and tried his best to rush towards Qian Guozhu, but was blocked by three people with their weapons, making him unable to pass.
Zhou Xu pulled out a rolling pin from the car, didn't want to dislike it, and quickly jumped out to help.
Scarface sat at the back of the battle with his thighs covered, looking at the two people who had joined.
Suddenly, he cursed his mother and ignored the pain in his thigh. He got up using his hands and feet and started to run.
He could see that both of them were fighting serious military style boxing!
He had only taken three steps when there was another "bang".
Another bloody hole penetrated his other thigh.
Scarface fell to the ground, choked with ashes, but gritted his teeth and didn't even say a word of pain. He raised his head and caught a glimpse of the bullock cart coming not far away, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
There was a cart of bricks on the bullock cart. The driver was a droopy young man, and three girls sat behind him.
Scarface's eyes were bloodshot, and he shouted to the two cronies beside him: "Go and grab the bullock cart!"
The oxcart...the oxcart was useless to them.
Perhaps stimulated by the blood here, the old scalper was frightened and took the cart directly into the ditch.
Even people and bricks were smashed, causing countless dust.
"Hey hey hey——"
"my God!"
"Move away, you are pressing my ankle..."
"Fuck, I told you that you would fall into a ditch! Let me tell you, this is not a two-cent job. You...have to pay more!"
"Haha, you can't catch the bus and you still have the nerve to ask me to pay more?"
The two cronies who came to steal the car looked at me and I looked at you, and suddenly they didn't know where to start.
In the thick fog made of dust, four people climbed out of the ditch one after another.
Among Scarface's two cronies, the tall and thin one came to his senses first and pointed at the four hazy figures with a stick: "You guys, help the car up!"
Another short and fat man also responded: "Yes! The cars and cows will stay, and the women will stay too!"
After saying that, they looked at each other and smiled evilly.
Lin Nianhe patted the dirt on his body, frowned and looked at the situation on the other side. After hearing this, he said casually: "Zhao Zhuangshi, he is yelling at you."
"What? Damn, you dare to fuck me?"
Zhao Zhuangshi held a brick in each hand and rushed towards the two gangsters.
I don't know if he wants to defend his dignity as the former village bully, or if he wants to vent his frustration of being stuck in a ditch again.
He suddenly rushed forward, which made the two confidants confused.
Where did this mud-leg guy come from? Is he so strong?
On the other side, the corn leaves shook violently, and soon, a tall figure appeared on the road.
"Stand there and don't move!"
Su Yuncheng yelled at the other side, then easily kicked a scar-faced boy away and snatched an iron rod from his hand.
He helped Zhou Xu hold up an iron rod that hit his head. Zhou Xu grinned first, and then his pupils tightened: "Brother Cheng! Later..."
Scarface didn't know where he got the strength, but he endured the pain and stood up, and even touched Su Yuncheng's back.
The machete with a blood-stained blade hung on the back of Su Yuncheng's head. The scarred face smiled cruelly and slashed down with all his strength.
"Danglanglang——"
(End of chapter)
