Chapter 213 Operation Downtown

Style: Science Author: YunfengWords: 2461Update Time: 24/01/18 06:41:57
I was at the scene, and even after a few minutes, my head was still buzzing.

At that moment, I held up my mobile phone and asked loudly: "Boss! Why didn't you tell me!"

"If I had gone in just now, my head would have been blown to death! I ran up the mountain in such a hurry that I even threw away the things I just bought in order to report the news to you!"

"Hey, Yunfeng, why, are you still in the mood?"

Put his head on the phone and said with a smile: "I need someone to look at the scene afterwards. Yunfeng, I know you as a person. In this case, you will never show up. If you don't show up, naturally I won't be able to hurt you."

I'm speechless.

"Then where should I find you later?"

"Just follow Xiaoqing and pay attention to safety."

I hung up the phone and looked at the mess around me.

At this time, thick smoke was still rising from the roof.

You don't need to look at it to know that the few people who entered just now met a terrible end.

The two people who survived went down the mountain in a panic with the unconscious Song Laosi between them.

A few minutes later, Xiao Qinglong walked out from behind a tree.

Compared to last night, she had changed into a loose blue sportswear and square sunglasses. She grabbed a handful of soybeans in her hand, threw one into her mouth, bounced and chewed.

This indifferent demeanor gave people the impression that the explosion had nothing to do with her.

I secretly guessed that maybe she had done too much and was numb.

It's just numb, no feeling.

If he is caught, it is 100% certain that it will be the death penalty, and it will be executed immediately.

After eating the soybeans, she clapped her hands, lit a thin cigarette and took a puff, then turned around and walked down the mountain.

I quickly followed.

I was very nervous on the way.

Not to mention that Song Laosi and the others had shotguns, I was afraid that there were landmines planted somewhere on the road, so I kept following her footsteps.

Seeing me stepping on her footprints, she frequently turned around and looked sideways.

After walking down the mountain, Song Laosi was helped into a Citroën, and then the car turned around and went up the mountain road.

"Here you go, kid. Follow them." She threw me a bunch of keys.

"Where is the car?" I saw there was no parking on the side of the road.

She pointed to the grass.

Damn it, it’s Mr. Li’s blue Suzuki King motorcycle, hidden in the grass.

After holding up the motorcycle, I stepped on it and kicked it, beckoning her to get on.

Climb the mountain road.

"Hurry up, why are you so slow even on a motorcycle?"

I was speechless and said, "We have to keep our distance. What if we are seen?"

"Coward."

"Those three people have never seen you, let alone me. Are you scared? Hurry up, you are so cowardly. I wonder why Silver Fox chose you as his apprentice."

I got angry, so I stepped on fifth gear and turned the accelerator all the way.

The car following Song Laosi and three others from a distance.

I was very confident in my riding skills and wanted to scare her, so I deliberately walked against the side of the mountain. Sometimes I would also deliberately bend and slam on the brakes.

Unexpectedly, she wasn't scared at all, didn't scream, and had no expression on her face the whole time.

She held the Suzuki tailgate with both hands behind her back. Although she and I were sitting in the same car, she always kept a certain distance from me.

It seemed that he felt that I was braking hard on purpose.

She came closer and whispered in my ear: "Boy, do you want to die? Or do you want to hang on a tree separately?"

Her voice was low, cold, and full of threat.

I don't dare to hit the brakes intentionally.

The road was not close, so we finally followed the car to Shuangzhuang Town.

The two people did not send Song Laosi to the hospital, but stopped at the foot of a three-story foreign building in the town.

On this Saturday, there happened to be a big gathering, and the locals called it "rushing the meeting".

There are stalls selling everything, and there are many people on the streets.

Watching the three of them enter the small foreign building, Xiao Qinglong and I parked our motorcycles not far from the door.

"Fried rings! Fried rings! They taste so good. They cost 2 yuan per pound! Come and take a look!"

"Selling seeds! Come and take a look! Cucumber, loofah, watermelon, winter melon, pumpkin, bitter melon! Melon, papaya, cantaloupe! There are seeds of everything!"

The people selling goods at the stalls shouted vigorously, attracting many villagers to stop and watch.

I blended in with the crowd, looked to the side and pursed my lips.

I saw a woman hurriedly coming out of the small foreign-style building, making a phone call with an anxious look on her face.

This woman was in her twenties, with a pretty face. She was wearing pink pajamas and slippers in broad daylight, which made all the men passing by take a look at her.

Someone next to me said, "Stop looking. Look at your potential. Wipe the scratches at the corners of your mouth. Do you know whose woman that is? Don't you want her anymore? Still looking."

The other person wiped his mouth and whispered: "I know, you're a woman from the Song family, do you want to teach me? I can't do it even if I don't have fun? Mind your own business!"

I also whispered: "Aunt Qing, what are we going to do next? Let me remind you, this is not a barren mountain. You must not do that because this is a downtown area!"

Wearing sunglasses, she bought fried donuts for two yuan and was tasting them.

Hearing this, she threw the focus circle to me and walked towards the pajama girl.

Through the fence, she quickly threw a small object into the yard. The movement was so fast that I didn't see it clearly.

"Beauty, did you drop your wallet? Over there."

A long black wallet fell in the yard. It looked a little bulging and contained something.

The woman in pajamas turned around, picked up her wallet, opened the door on the phone and entered the house without even saying thank you.

"Aunt Qing, what happened to the wallet you threw away? Is there explosives in it?"

She replied to me: "How can such a small amount of explosives be enough to blow up such a big house? It's not explosives, it's primer. I want to make an accident, an accident that no one can detect."

"What accident?"

She smiled and said: "Improper operation, the gas tank accidentally exploded, killing a few people."

After looking at the time, she added, "It's time for Song Laosan to be here too. Just wait a moment, I'll just pack it up together."

Her eyes grew colder: "More than ten years ago, no one in Luoyang dared to touch us. More than ten years later, I will tell these newcomers that the situation is still the same."

"These men... I will find their homes one by one and kill them all. They all have to die." After saying that, she licked her lips.

From this moment on, I started to be afraid of this woman.

She and Tian Sanjiu are from the same group. She dares to speak, and she dares to do even more cruel things.

Master Ji had a point in telling me to stay away from her. He was not lying. He also said: "The green dragon is haunting me." She is like a poisonous snake, following people secretly, waiting for the opportunity to reveal its fangs and bite people to death.

Generally, gangsters kill people by beating them from behind with a shovel or ax. That time, Mr. Meng from Yuncheng killed eight of his accomplices at once in a tomb. Later, Mr. Meng was caught identifying the scene and dug up eight corpses at once. , I was so shocked when I recognized it that I had to do DNA analysis.

However, explosives are also used.

I remember that in 2001, the year I first entered the industry, I heard a joke told by my elder brother. There was a gangsterism incident in Chicheng County, Zhangjiakou. At that time, the cultural relics in the tomb were almost gone. One person said: "Brother, go down and take a look. There is still a jade in the coffin. I will give you a light."

After the man went down, he pulled out the hatchboard, used a detonator to blow up the hole, buried the man inside, and left carrying his things.

It was also a bullshit. It turned out that there was another robbery hole in the tomb. The man who was buried was not suffocated to death. He took the thigh bone of the tomb owner from the coffin and used it as a shovel to dig the soil. He dug for three days and two nights. , and dug out along another robbery hole.

After he came out, the person who harmed him took the cultural relics and ran away.

He was so angry when he couldn't find it that he blew himself up at that time. He went directly to the police station and surrendered.

A week later, both men were in jail.

It is said that they fight inside every day, thinking about how to kill each other.

So I said that if you want to do this business, you must keep your "original heart". Only in this way can you go far like me.

You have to ask what "original heart" is.

In fact, I do not know.