Mo Cui cut out, two big lumps, Lin Haoran didn't bother to care how much it was worth, anyway, it exceeded Zhou Dahai's expectations.

According to the master who cut the stone, these two things should be able to sell hundreds of millions of dollars for the old man's head, Zhou Dahai was naturally excited, gave the master a red envelope of 100,000 yuan, and walked back with Mo Cui in his arms.

However, before I could get on the bus, I got into trouble.

There are always two sides to things in the world. Behind many good things, there are also bad things.

When cutting the stone just now, he prayed to God and worshiped the Buddha in the hope of producing more, but when he was surrounded by a group of South Asians of different heights, fat and thin, Lin Haoran would rather not cut out two pieces of ink cui.

He just told Zhou Dahai that someone would rob it, and sure enough, someone really robbed it, crow's mouth.

He understands what Huaibi's sin is,, but Lao Tzu Huaibi, can you let me go.

He thinks so, but the other party doesn't see it that way.

There are more than a dozen South Asians who are not slippery, and they have either knives or guns in their hands. Lin Haoran looked at Zhou Dahai and his four bodyguards, and then looked at Zeng Beiping.

Zeng Beiping shook his head slightly, meaning to move slowly, and take a look.

If the other party doesn't have a gun, he thinks that his seven people are not too difficult for more than ten of them, but the other party has guns and knives, and he is a forgetful person, which is not fun.

However, it is believed that it is impossible for Zhou Dahai to give Mo Cui away with both hands.

"Leave the stuff behind and let you live. "The guy in charge wears a dirty camouflage uniform, black and big, and looks similar to Dasha in the movie, but the fierceness on his face is much more powerful than Dasha.

"Friend, this is a bit of a strong man's difficulty. "Zhou Dahai also came over in the wind and waves, although he is not a figure on the road, but in Treasure Island, Zhou Dahai's three words black and white have some weight.

Therefore, it is impossible for him to snatch the meat from his mouth to others like this.

"Do you have a choice? Give you a minute to think about it, either keep the goods and save your life, or run out of people and goods. Camouflage said.

"Although we may lose in the fight, you don't want to get out of the fight, it's still in session, and there are police everywhere. Zhou Dahai said.

"Dead people are certain, but we don't care, what we have is people, and in order to survive, how many dead people are nothing. "Sure enough, it's evil, and dead people are as common to him as going to the street to buy groceries.

Although Lin Haoran knew that the security here was not so good, he never thought that in broad daylight, such a group of people would come out and rob it. What about the patrolling police? Damn, why does this street suddenly seem to be empty?

I understand, people have been eyeing them for a long time, and the patrol has long been changed.

"Let's see who dies first. Zhou Dahai said as he waved the stone in his hand and threw it at the camouflage without warning.

Mo Cui was divided into two bags, one was held by Zhou Dahai, and the other was held by his close bodyguard, and this piece of Mo Cui happened to be used as a weapon at this time.

Using a piece of hundreds of millions of jade as a weapon to fight, if it is seen by those who understand jade, I don't know if it will kneel and cry, and it will be gone if it is smashed hundreds of millions.

Camouflage didn't expect this situation to resist next week, he was smashed, his body staggered, and he yelled after standing up, probably telling his subordinates to fight, anyway, it's not Chinese, Lin Haoran They can't understand a word.

In fact, without his call, the two sides have already been together.

Although South Asians have guns, although they are arrogant, they still have some scruples and do not dare to shoot at will. Fortunately, this gave Lin Haoran a chance for them to succeed, as long as they rushed to the corner a few hundred meters away, the street on the other side would win, and the street outside was crowded with people and cars, and there were police.

They think like this, and others are not fools, and of course they will not rush out easily.

South Asians don't want to die, they fight very fiercely, wielding sharp knives, completely regardless of life and death, even if Lin Haoran They have kung fu, under the fight of a group of South Asians like wolves and tigers, they are in trouble in a moment.

The soft are afraid of the hard, the hard are afraid of the poor, the poor are afraid of the horizontal, the horizontal are afraid of the stunned, and the stunned are afraid of the ....... I don't want to die, my combat effectiveness can be increased to the limit, and I'm afraid that I won't die.

Lin Haoran and each of them were covered with colors, and the blood stained their clothes red, which looked very miserable and terrible.

"Brother Lin, I'm sorry, I should have given up these two stones just now, although they are valuable, they are still worthless. Zhou Dahai was slashed twice, but there was no fear on his face.

"Brother Zhou, what are you kidding, we found the stone, why give it to them? them, people die and birds are facing the sky, they will not die for thousands of years, kill them one pingben, kill two to make money, rush, brothers. In fact, Lin Haoran was just cheering himself up, and there were still many women waiting for him, of course he didn't want to die on the street like this.

"Haha, stupid bird, you didn't want to spare your life, don't blame Lao Tzu for being ruthless. Camouflage pretended to laugh and urged his subordinates to intensify their onslaught, "Kill, kill them, hurry, the strip will come soon......" ”

Bang!ah!!h

At this time, several off-road vehicles rushed over, and with a loud bang, the roaring camouflage costume was knocked up two or three meters high, and after a miserable scream, there was a crackling sound like a dead fish falling to the ground, and there was no sound.

The speed of the car was very high, like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, and in a moment the South Asians besieging Lin Haoran and them were scattered, several people fell to the ground and screamed for a long time, and a few of them only smoked and did not howl, and it was estimated that there was no hope of survival.

Both sides were stunned, it turned out that life was really fragile, and it had just been slashed like a dragon and a tiger, and in a moment, it became a pile of lifeless rotten meat.

"I don't want to fucking get in the car. "Someone yelled in the lead car.

Lin Haoran suddenly came to his senses, shouted at Brother Zeng to protect Brother Zhou to get into the car, and then flashed his body, snatched the plot Mocui from the bodyguard, and rushed to the side of the first car, and the door was too lazy to pull the door, his body rushed forward, and he got in through the window.

Lin Haoran got into the first car, Zeng Beiping and Zhou Dahai got into the second car, two of the four bodyguards got into the third car, and the other two probably had to die in a foreign land.

The engine roared, and the car continued to rush forward as the tires scraped against the ground in a foul cloud of white smoke.

Bang! bang!!

Only then did the South Asians come to their senses and shoot desperately at the car.

The road was wide, there were few cars, and the driver was very skilled, and in a moment he was out of the range of the pistol.

In a house on the outskirts of the city, Lin Haoran was treating his wounds, his bodyguards were helping Zhou Dahai to deal with his wounds, and there was a young man sitting opposite, white and clean, like a little white-collar worker, but he was the boss who saved Lin Haoran's gang, and he was sitting in the passenger seat of the first car just now.