The three-wheeled side is in front, and the small wagon converted poultry transporter is in the back, which is full of cages full of chicks.

The car quickly drove out of Hluchluwe and headed northwest.

After driving more than ten kilometers, the boss muttered a little, and he kicked the accelerator to stop the three-wheeled motorcycle and asked sternly: "Don't try to play tricks on the Chinese, otherwise my machete will make you regret it! I don't want to cause trouble, but I'm not afraid of causing trouble, understand? This is my territory!"

Yang Shubao's face was full of confusion: "What's wrong with me? My house is more than 20 kilometers away from the city, didn't I tell you?"

The boss stared at him and snorted, then got back on his way.

Yang Shubao smiled disdainfully, just this guts still want to bully people? Are you treating Chinese people as mud? Is it so casual and easy to knead?

He didn't want to introduce his boss to the resort town, so as he got closer to the town, he turned into the prairie.

Seeing that the boss was in a hurry, he slammed the throttle again to catch up. However, the grassland is full of potholes, and the low chassis of the small truck is not very easy to run, and it is not so easy for him to catch up with Uncle Yang Poke this time.

The chickens in the car are suffering, one by one clucking, chicken feathers flying everywhere, chicken shit jumping around.

The chassis of the truck is not as high as the three-wheeled motorcycle, and it did not catch up after chasing for a while, and the boss once stepped on the accelerator to accelerate, but there happened to be a depression on one side of the car, so the balance was out of accuracy and almost overturned.

Frightened by this, the boss was honest, he pushed the car door and jumped out of the car and yelled hoarsely: "Don't think you can escape! The Chinese raised by the son of a bitch! I will make you pay! I remember you! I will find you!"

He thought that the other party deliberately fooled himself into the grassland to get rid of him, so he scolded.

In the midst of his scolding, the tricycle turned around and came back, and the boss took the machete off with a gloomy face, ready to give Yang Shubao a little color to scare him.

The third wheel stopped, the boss clutched the machete and walked over, and then the other party got out of the car and took out a shovel from the car body.

The boss raised his machete and laughed disdainfully, peasant.

Then the peasant pulled another submachine gun out of the body......

What's the matter? The boss is stupid.

Yang Shubao came in handy within two hours of buying this gun, and he had to thank the shark-toothed dragon, this person was right, a Chinese must have such a reliable helper to live in the wilderness.

Seeing him coming, the boss panicked: "This is, this is a fake gun, right?"

That's what weapons do, to calm down.

Watching the aggressive boss quickly become well-behaved and sensible, Lao Yang couldn't help but sigh: his father and mother sent him to school so that he could reason with others, and the spear that the shark-toothed dragon suggested he bought could make people willing to reason with him.

Walking up to the boss, he pulled the bolt of the gun, and the crisp sound of the steel impact was like thunder in the boss's ears: "What did you just say?"

The boss was silent.

Yang Shubao put the muzzle of the gun on his forehead, and the sun was exposed all the way, and the steel muzzle of the MP5U was very hot.

The boss snorted and hurriedly retreated, he said in a panic: "You think clearly, Chinese, you think clearly, do you understand that you are breaking the law? You are very young now, you have a great future, and if you continue to make mistakes, you will be punished by law...... I beg you, don't kill me!"

Yang Shubao pointed a gun at the machete in his hand and said, "You are holding ...... on my territory."

The driver threw the machete away.

Now it's Lao Yang's turn to despise him, what a thing, bullying the soft and afraid of the hard.

He did not understand the psychology of South Africans, and on September 11 this year, Major General Norman, director of South Africa's Crime Investigation and Statistics Department, reported to Parliament the crime data of South Africa for the past year: a total of 20,336 people were murdered, an average of 57 people killed every day. This year, there have been 200 robberies of cash trucks, almost one in two days.

Back in time, he also made a report last year, when the number of murders in the previous year was 19,016, and the number of robberies in cash trucks was 152.

The boss really thinks he's going to kill people, and it's a good place to kill people and throw corpses on the news.

And what scares the boss is this gun, MP5U, which is the standard weapon for armed bandits to storm the city's gold stores and banks!

For the boss, armed bandits like to take MP5U, and Yang Shubao also takes it, so Yang Shubao is an armed bandit.

The same is true everywhere, in China, the old people think that a young man with a tattoo is a hooligan, and if someone is full of tattoos, then he is a hooligan.

Yang Shubao asked, "Do you know that you were wrong now?"

The boss reluctantly smiled and said, "Maybe there is some misunderstanding between us, you know, what you did just now was wrong, it's not that I bullied you, you shouldn't feed my chickens without my consent." ”

"What am I doing wrong?"

"No, no, you misunderstood me, I mean there was a misunderstanding between us, really, I was wrong, could you please spare my life?"

Yang Shubao spat and said, "Don't worry, I am a law-abiding person and will not kill you, but I don't understand why you are releasing these chickens on the grass, what do you mean here?"

This made the boss confused: "I, I release the chickens? no, no, no, no, of course I won't ......."

The muzzle of the gun was stuffed into his mouth: "It seems that you can't understand, then I said directly, go open the cage and let go of the chickens!"

The boss understood, he said in horror: "I'll give you the chicken, I'll give you all if you want, I understand what you mean, don't shoot, don't shoot, give it to you." ”

Yang Shubao said solemnly: "What do you mean? Treat me as a robber? Don't insult people, I am a law-abiding law, and I insist on using the truth to persuade people! Now I want you to release them all into the wild! This is a lesson, understand? Just let me go here!"

The boss is so stupid, who is this?

But he didn't dare to resist or even ask questions, so he honestly opened the cage door and released all the white chicken seedlings and guinea fowl seedlings.

The chickens jumped to the ground, and the tossing and unfamiliar environment on the road made them extremely frightened, and they habitually gathered after falling on the grass.

"Get out, dare to bully us Chinese in the future, and never spare it!" Yang Shubao threw a shovel on the body of the pickup truck, and the steel body was cut like paper paste.

The boss resignedly got into the car, then flipped the gas pedal and ran away.

It's not far from the Tree of Life, which belongs to Yang Shubao's territory, so he didn't care about the scattered chickens, but went to hide the MP5 first.

He hid his gun and bullets in an old tree with a hornet's nest outside the territory, where even Holmes himself could not find the location.

Then he went to the side of the road and waited for the police to arrive, he was not afraid of this, the excuse had been found, and the owner of the chicken seller had no evidence that he had threatened him, and the matter was just a matter of.