He Da heard the movement and came to the door, and said to Wang Leng: "These people have been here before, and they don't speak when I ask them, as if they are not all the way with those little hairy children......

Wang Leng said: "Okay, I will go with them and try to solve the matter as soon as possible." ”

He Qiang hurriedly followed, wanting to learn from the master so that he could grow his skills.

Several big brothers in the luxury off-road vehicle suddenly saw someone coming out, and they were not in a hurry to get out of the car, just like that, they sat with a big horse and spurted fog, bragging and talking about it.

The driver was an emaciated white-faced man, no more than thirty-five years old, with a string of Buddha jade plaques around his neck, a Bodhi rosary and a gold watch on his wrist, and a gold ring engraved with the word "fat" engraved on his finger.

The white-faced man was indifferent, and his fingers flicked rhythmically on the steering wheel with the energetic singing in the car stereo.

"Keep the noise down!"

Wang Leng stood next to the car and opened his mouth to speak.

The white-faced man glared at him and said disdainfully, "Who are you?"

"I'm nobody, this car dealership is my friend's house, what can you tell me!"

Wang Leng tried to keep his mind calm.

After hearing this, the few big brothers in the car didn't seem to be very surprised, since they dared to come to find fault, they must have inquired about Wang Leng's truth.

It's just that they didn't expect that the legendary pig farm was making a big fuss, knocking down more than a dozen people with their bare hands, and capturing Zhao Baqian alive.

"Oh, this dealership belongs to your friend?"

The white-faced man got out of the car, took off his sunglasses and looked Wang Leng up and down a few times, and said, "Since you are doing business in Qichuan, you should know the rules!"

"What rules? ...... you swing the way?"

Wang Leng said, and suddenly caught a glimpse of two *** shotgun 'bullet and earth fire' guns hidden under the seat of the off-road vehicle, and sighed in his heart: The person who came is not a good person!

The white-faced man was thin and tall, at least one meter eighty-five, condescending, like a straight bamboo pole standing in front of him, which made Wang Leng feel a little oppressive.

"Hey, hey, you're still talking to me, then I'll set you up for the road, and you'll go through the formalities for driving here?"

The white-faced man put on a cigarette and smoked a hundred high-end goods.

"Dare to ask this big brother, what are the procedures, and who should I go with?"

Wang Leng continued to keep a low profile, raising his hand and fanning the smoke ring blown by the other party.

"Just ask me to do it, the handling fee is less than 100,000 yuan, you don't have to worry about the rest!"

The white-faced man smiled indifferently, seeing that Wang Leng was so upright, he didn't take him seriously.

"I'm afraid that it's not appropriate for you alone! We can give you as much as you want, but do you dare to take it?"

Wang Leng's tone was gentle, but every word was very powerful.

The white-faced man sneered: "What the hell don't you dare, you wild boy who doesn't know the height of the sky, haven't you crippled a few people! Tell you, Lao Tzu has more lives in his hands than you, and if you are crooked, believe it or not, Lao Tzu shot you down? And the car dealership, it's not a money thing at all, don't be too naïve!"

When Wang Leng heard this, he was not angry: "I believe it, I believe it too much! Don't be in a hurry, I don't think you are the parties involved, it is better to call the people above you, everyone can sit down and do things in person, and save us from playing tricks here!"

The white-faced man continued to sneer: "Okay, let's touch it!"

After that, he threw away the cigarette butt, stepped on it with his foot, turned around and got into the off-road vehicle, took out a large-screen smartphone to make a call, presumably to report to a certain bigwig.

Wang Leng also walked back, and He Da asked in a low voice: "What do you mean? Do you want to monopolize the supply of cars?"

"No, I'm afraid the appetite is much bigger, these are small shrimps, and the big head is estimated to be there later." ”

He Da said again: "Okay, I have already contacted the people, and I should be able to come over in the evening." ”

"Who are you inviting here?"

Wang Leng didn't understand what He Da meant.

"When you arrive, you'll know who it is!"

He Da didn't say it explicitly, but just asked Wang Leng not to be impatient, since his family dared to come to Qichuan to do business, he naturally had some ways.

"That's good!"

Wang Leng nodded yes, noticed He Qiang's angry face, and reassured: "Don't be nervous, it's just a little gangster!"

Suddenly, I heard someone shouting behind me: "Boy, come over here, my brother and you will talk about your heart alone!"

Looking back, the white-faced man got out of the car again, carrying a *** scattered 'bullet' gun in his hand, holding it with one hand and shaking it vigorously, the bullet was loaded with a bang, and he came over at Wang Leng.

This kind of scene, Wang Leng once saw countless times when he was on a mission, and now he greeted it without fear.

He Da was shocked: Why did he suddenly move a real guy!

He hurriedly protected his cousin behind him, He Qiang was a little nervous, and his body trembled involuntarily.

This kind of big scene of real guns and live ammunition has only been seen in movies, but I didn't expect it to happen in front of my eyes, and it seems to be even more thrilling than when I faced Zhao Baqian last night.

The white-faced man pretended to be handsome, and raised the *** fire gun with one hand to Wang Leng's head, and the muzzle of the black hole was cool.

This is a serious shotgun, although it is an imitation of the color of the earth, but if it really goes down, the stone can be blown to pieces.

"Boy, do you know how many people Lao Tzu has killed?"

The white-faced man spat on the ground, and shouted: "Dare to fight with Lao Tzu, you are almost meaningful, kneel down for Lao Tzu quickly......"

If it was someone else's legs were weak, he would really kneel, but Wang Leng in the face of the gun, but he was an old driver with rich combat experience.

The white-faced man said that his mouth was loud, how many people he had killed at every turn, and the more he was so conceited, the more he proved that he didn't have much real material.

The real awesome killer exudes a cold murderous aura, not a ruffian Jianghu atmosphere!

Wang Leng turned his head, his movements were as fast as lightning, and before everyone could see clearly, the *** scattered 'bullet' fire gun had changed hands, and he dragged it in his hand.

Then he reversed the muzzle of the gun, aimed it at the white-faced man's head, and scolded: "Don't pretend to be forced in front of my brother, quickly kneel down and speak!"

The white-faced man pretended to be handsome, but was held to his head by the other party with his own gun, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

Just now, his fingers were about to pull the trigger, but the gun was no longer in his hand, which gave him the illusion of a dream.

However, the white-faced man quickly came back to his senses, pinched the barrel of the gun against his head, and continued to fight: "Fight here, you can't kill Lao Tzu, don't think about leaving today......"

Wang Leng held the gun and poked forward, the barrel of the gun smashed on the white-faced man's skull, and then raised it by an inch, and decisively pulled the trigger.

"Bang ......"

The bullet flew past his scalp, and the white-faced man's hairstyle was burned, so startled that he sat on the ground.

Wang Leng followed with a punch and smashed it on the back of the white-faced man's neck, causing him to lie down softly, life and death unknown.

The other two people in the off-road vehicle hurriedly got out of the car to support when they saw this, and Wang Leng pushed the bomb into his load with a "bang", and hit them directly under their feet, splashing a cloud of dust.

The two jumped around in fright, and hurriedly found a place to hide from the bullets.

Wang Leng walked over to the fuel tank of the off-road vehicle, fired several shots one after another, and made a big hole, and the gasoline immediately flowed out, and it flowed to the ground in a moment.

He fired another shot on the ground, and the flames burst into flames, gradually rolling back into the off-road vehicle, and suddenly thick smoke billowed and the smell of burnt paste spread in all directions.