Chapter 391: Pole Dancing Looks Good
"Ouch!" Liu San saw that Zhong Qi was speaking so hard, and suddenly became energetic.
He glanced at Zhong Qi and said disdainfully: "Who didn't pull the crotch of your pants and exposed your thing? Lao Tzu talked to that dog offal, what's the matter with you?!"
"What's the matter, you are this dog's miscellaneous friend, you want to take over this beam for him, you don't pee and look in the mirror, what kind of thing are you, dare to call the third master me!"
"You go out to inquire, who in this area doesn't know my Liu San'er's name? If you offend me, your father won't recognize you when he turns around!"
As soon as he finished saying this, the faces of the two guards behind Zhong Qi all changed, and their hands silently touched their waists.
Zhong Qi is the youngest colonel in the Nanjiang Military Region, no one in the Nanjiang Military Region dares to talk to him like this, such a small ruffian and hooligan dare to speak like this, isn't this looking for death?!
Zhong Qi listened to Liu San'er's words, smiled coldly, and said, "No one has ever dared to say this to me. I really want to see today, what can I do if I take over your Liang Zi for Brother Meng?"
"It's still a stubble!" Liu San'er glanced at Zhong Qi and said, "The stinky boy is quite bold, and he dares to pick up my Liangzi." Okay, today I'll let you know what will happen to me Liu San'er!"
As he spoke, Liu San'er slapped Zhong Qi's face twice with the iron rod in his hand, and said with a smile: "Do you know what this is in my hand? Lao Tzu has this in his hand, and you dare to bare your teeth with me?!"
The youngest colonel of the dignified Nanjiang Military Region was slapped in the face with an iron rod by a thug, and if this was spread, it would be a great shame!
So without waiting for Zhong Qi to order, the two guards behind him directly took out a loaded pistol from his waist and aimed it at Liu San'er's head.
In an instant, Liu San'er froze in place, and the iron rod in his hand was still pointing at Zhong Qi's head.
Zhong Qi smiled coldly, pulled the iron rod on his face away, and said to Liu San'er, "What is the thing in your hand?
As he spoke, Zhong Qi also took out the matching gun from his waist and pestled it directly into Liu San'er's mouth after stitching.
"Then look at what I have in my hand?"
"As long as I pull the trigger, I can make your head bloom, you know?"
Liu San'er was so painful that all the sweat on his head came down, but he didn't even dare to scream in pain.
The smell of gunpowder and rust on the gun made Liu San'er tremble, and he still asked hopefully, "Brother...... Dude, you're fake, aren't you?"
Zhong Qi grinned, opened the insurance with a "click", and said, "What do you think?"
"But...... But ...... "Liu San'er can't say anything - where are there guns in this society now? Could it be that he has provoked something terrible?"
Hearing the movement here, more than ten officers and soldiers under Zhong Qi who stayed on the truck jumped out of the car one after another, each with a gun, and surrounded Liu San and the others.
"Don't move, kneel down with your head in your hands, or you'll be treated as terrorists."
Killed!" an officer kicked down Liu San'er's younger brother and trampled him to the ground.
In an instant, the situation was reversed.
In terms of the number of people, there are a lot of people on Zhong Qi's side, and all of them are big men.
On the other hand, on Liu San's side, there are several boys who are obviously underage, wearing legging pants, beanie shoes, and no two meats, like little chickens, compared with the elite officers and soldiers under Zhong Qi, they are not bullshit.
When it comes to guys, it's even more incomparable. Meng Chuan had no doubt that if he really made a move, Zhong Qi's people might have moved the heavy firepower from the car.
After all, it was the Xue family who entrusted them to escort the sword-patterned Nanmu to their place, if they didn't bring some guys and didn't look at the things, wouldn't they lose the face of the Nanjiang Military Region?
At this time, where did Liu San'er still have the triumphant appearance he had before? He was completely frightened, and he knelt on the ground with a plop, and almost hugged Zhong Qi's thigh and begged for mercy.
"Official, so you are the official! This is all a misunderstanding, am I joking with you......"
As he spoke, Liu San'er squeezed out a smile on his face that was more ugly than crying, because the strength was too great, and the line on his mouth was broken, which made him grin in pain.
Zhong Qi's face was cold, and he didn't give Liu San'er any good face, and said, "Misunderstanding? Looking at what you said just now, it doesn't seem to be a misunderstanding." ”
"Aren't you going to set up a beam with Mr. Meng? Didn't you say that if I take this beam, I'll give it a good look? Now you let me see, what is good-looking?"
"This ...... This ......" Liu San'er suddenly couldn't get off the stage, squeaked and whined for a long time, glanced at the steel pipe in his hand, and said: "Official, what looks good is that I will dance a pole dance for you, how about it?"
"My pole dancing is exciting!"
As he spoke, Liu San'er got up and began to twist back and forth on the steel pipe in his hand.
Liu San'er, a bald man of more than 200 pounds, writhed on a steel pipe, like a silverback gorilla scratching the trunk of a tree, which made Zhong Qi and Meng Chuan sick to their stomachs.
"Hurry up and roll the calf for me!" Zhong Qi couldn't stand it anymore, and kicked Liu San'er to the ground with one kick.
Liu San'er knew each other, and hurriedly said: "Alas, Haole, thank you for sparing your life!"
After speaking, he hurriedly grabbed the steel pipe and ran away.
The little brothers he brought with him were all scattered, and none of them dared to stay here for long.
Just kidding, arguing with people like Zhong Qi, these little gangsters definitely think that their lives are too long.
"It's a wonder. Zhong Qi shook his head with a smile.
Meng Chuan couldn't help it, laughed and said: "This little gangster bullied my friend before, and I taught him a lesson, but I didn't expect to let Brother Zhong show you a joke today, I'm really sorry." ”
"It's okay, just have fun. Zhong Qi waved his hand and beckoned everyone to get into the car, ready to send the sword-patterned nanmu to Meng Chuan's farm.
Meng Chuan drove Zhong Qi and the others to his farm.
On the farm, Yuan Ming is still in full swing with the workers.
At this time, the farm has begun to take shape, and it will not be long before it is officially completed. It's still
In the case that Meng Chuan changed the drawings again and again and continued to delay the construction period, this is enough to show that Yuan Ming's work ability is indeed very strong.
With the help of farm workers, all four trucks were lifted from their black cloths, and the trees on them were lifted off one by one.
At this time, the true face of the sword-patterned Nanmu was revealed in front of Meng Chuan.
These sword-patterned nanmu trees are obviously not young, each of them has a person hugging each other, and the trunk is straight and straight, and you can know that it has been carefully cultivated and cared for at a glance.
The thick trunk of the tree has soft branches that hang down like willows, but the leaves of the sword-patterned nanmu are very full, which is different from the willow leaves like knives.
The leaves and branches are all so tough that they can easily scratch people.
If you cut the tree from it, you can see the sword-shaped patterns in the sword-patterned nanmu.
It is like the golden wire in the golden silk nanmu, which is also one of the symbols of the sword-patterned nanmu.
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