Zhang San still has a lot of questions, and he didn't have a clue for a while. Looking at the look of the big head, it seems that he just said something beyond the outline. He followed out and found that it was already dark, and the two bodyguards followed very dedicatedly, so they had to say goodbye to the big head.

At night, Zhang San looked at the swaying figure projected on the curtain melancholy, and sighed in his heart, a person with high authority really does not have a courier happiness in terms of freedom.

He was bored searching for news of Zhao Cong. It is very strange that after being interviewed by Haicheng Radio that day, there was no news. Even people's comments on him ended that day. This man rises and disappears quickly.

Zhu Toushang's news gradually increased, but he also failed to act as an agent for Zhao Cong's high-tech products. The two of them are a bit like a relay race, with their own appearances in the front and back halfs.

Will there be any runners in the second half of the race? Thinking of this, I feel a wave of trouble for no reason. Maybe it's true, as the big head said, you have to have strength, so that you won't be replaced by others.

Zhang Sandian turned on the transfer system, hesitated for a while, but didn't dare to ask.

He suddenly thought of a possibility: Zhao Cong saw that he became a deacon and also went to apply, and the fifth thing that was sucked away triggered the chain injury of losing things in front of him and hung up.

Zhao Cong's move failed, and the system arranged for Zhu Toushang to take over.

If I were to be taken away again, would it lead to the same consequences?

This night, Zhang San didn't sleep very well. Brother Long, kidnappers, poinsettias, big heads, bodyguards, Zhao Cong, Zhu Toushang, Dongfang Lin...... It appears in a dream like a marquee.

In the morning, under the attention of a group of big men, Zhang San filled his stomach at will and went to the big head villa. This guy isn't there. He walked to Poinsettia's house and stood in the doorway without daring to ring the doorbell. After thinking about going home, I happened to meet Zhou Biao.

"Team Zhou, I want to go to White Horse Street. Zhang San looked at the time and was able to arrive before the opening.

He remembered Xiao He's short hair, neat and vigorous, Xiao Jiang's thin voice, weak but very tough, and Boss Li's big belly was estimated to be bigger, and the intoxicating shouting of fake fresh cakes......

A group of two cars was arranged by Zhou Biao. In Zhang San's car, a bodyguard drove and Zhou Biao sat in the passenger seat. It was followed by one car, also with two bodyguards.

Out of the community, two identical cars kept exchanging back and forth. Zhou Biao wanted to explain why this was so, but Zhang San waved his hand to stop him. He was wondering if the little civet cat was still wandering after all these days.

The villa area is on the outskirts and needs to pass through a large area of newly developed development. Zhou Biao suddenly said "be careful", and the driver immediately turned around the same way.

Zhang San looked out the window and saw a cement truck in the middle of the road on the road in front of him, and there was a big off-road car of unknown brand next to it. There were two people standing on the road, holding snowy machetes in their hands.

Under Lang Lang, there are really roadblocks and robberies.

Zhang San looked behind him and found that the car behind him had stopped in the middle of the road. Two bodyguards had already gotten out of the car and were opening the trunk.

In his own car, Zhou Biao pulled the car door and went down. The car didn't turn off, and the driver walked out.

", change. Zhou Biao scolded loudly.

Zhang San opened the door and came out to see that not far from the rear car, three Wuling breads were parked. He knew the car. More than a dozen people got out of the car, all holding machetes, iron rods, iron drills, and the like, and slowly leaned over.

The bodyguard in the back car was holding a rubber rod in his hand, and when he heard Zhou Biao's shout, he hurriedly went to change it, and also took out a machete more than one meter long.

"Boss, go back to the car. Zhou Biao took the two machetes and turned his head to shout at Zhang San.

The road is blocked, waiting to die in the car! Zhang San ignored it, his eyes looked around, thinking that when you start fighting, Lao Tzu ran into the construction site and hid.

What's more, the construction site is very standardized, and the wall is more than two meters high, and I don't know if I can climb over it at once. And the buildings under construction inside, each one is surrounded by a blue protective net, so you can't see what is inside.

Zhou Biao and the four of them slowly stepped back, protecting Zhang San in the middle, just standing on the four corners.

More than ten people behind them stood six or seven meters away from them and did not speak.

Next to the off-road vehicle in front, more than a dozen people poured out of nowhere, standing in two columns with weapons, and the middle position was empty.

A horse boy took out a wicker chair from the buggy and gestured with his foot in the open space for a while, sweeping away the pebbles that might or may not be there. Then he put down the chair and shook it, confirming that it was very sturdy before turning around and shouting: "Please Brother Zhu to play." ”

"Team Zhou, take advantage of their verbosity like acting, and call the police quickly. Zhang San said softly, but thought in his heart: Do you need this kind of demonic spirit when the kidnappers appear in these years?

"Can't fight. One of the bodyguards explained: "If you don't call the police, you will be injured at most, and you will not be killed." If you see a call, whether you call the police or not, you will immediately rush up and slash indiscriminately. Let's see what they ask for first. ”

On the big off-road, with the support of Ma Zai, a big fat man came down. It was really fat, and as soon as he stood on the ground, the buggy was a little taller.

The two horses walked to the rattan chair with their hands in their arms. The third horse boy leaned forward the rattan chair, and the big fat man stuffed the whole person into it, and there was no space when it was full.

"It's him, Yu Ruyi Zhu Laosan. Zhou Biao suddenly whispered, "Prepare the second plan." ”

"Team Zhou......" has a bodyguard reminder.

"Don't talk nonsense. ”

Over there, a pony boy ran to the buggy and pulled out a fan from the car. It's a very old big fan, and it looks a little old. Respectfully handed it to Brother Zhu.

I saw Brother Zhu pick up the fan and point forward.

"In society, I Brother Zhu, people don't talk much. The horses standing on his left and right suddenly shouted in unison, startling Zhang Sanyi.

"I heard that the day before yesterday, you were very excited about fighting Xiaolong!" Brother Zhu's voice was deep, shaking his fan and saying slowly.

Zhou Biao didn't answer, the bodyguard didn't speak, and Zhang San naturally didn't dare to interject.

"Bring it. Brother Zhu said, and another horse boy got out of the car, holding an item in his hand: the emerald Ruyi. Walked to Brother Zhu's side.

"Who is the boss?" Brother Zhu looked at Zhang San.

Even fools can see that the protected person must be an important person.

Seeing that Zhang San still didn't react, more than a dozen people shouted together: "Say!"

"This is a boss in the porcelain industry, and he likes to blackmail with jade Ruyi. I will sell it to you, I don't know how much price it will take. Zhou Biao quickly explained, "If the deal is made, it won't hurt anyone." If you don't buy ......"

"How's that?" Zhang San asked anxiously.

"There doesn't seem to be anyone who doesn't buy it. Zhou Biao replied, "The people he is looking for are all people he can suppress." ”

"Is that jade ruyi worth a lot?" Zhang San thought, if it was collectible, he should spend money to buy peace.

"Carved in stone, painted with green paint, it costs about 20 yuan. ”

"How much does he usually sell?"

"At least 10 million. ”

"He's cold, why don't you kill him?" Zhang San gasped, stretched out his left hand and combed his bangs, how could he have so much money now?

"Don't say it, right?" Brother Zhu shook his fan, "Double it." ”

"Me!" Zhang San hurriedly spoke.