Chapter 671: Changing the Stretcher to Sell Him the Next Year

Lao Fat looked at the back of the yellow dog's head in the car and said, "Liu Kai said that he was from the same school as you, but he is a miscellaneous family in society, you must not think about treating him the way you treat others!"

"The gun is also dead, and the blade hurts when it enters the body! Say what are you doing, if he doesn't retreat, I still want to enter, then it's over, there is not so much nonsense!"

"......" The old fat shook his head helplessly after listening to the yellow dog's words, and then did not speak again.

On the other hand, when Shao Yong and the Wenwu brothers each rushed to the Port-au-Prince market with a carload of people, the bodies of the chicken and the three little brothers were neatly placed on the side, while Xiao Wang was shot in one leg and lay on the ground covering his face with tears in his eyes.

"Grass mud horse, for you, my brothers died so miserably, grass mud horse!" Brother Tian has always been more open-minded, but now he handcuffed the leader of the Razor Party, gritted his teeth and scolded him.

"Brother Wen, Brother Wu, you stay and take care of Xiao Wang and the other brothers, I'll go find the old knife!" Brother Yong couldn't stand the misery of the good brother dying in front of him, so he directly shirked it, and then took Xiao Mori Xiaocai, Lao Zi, and Bin Zai to leave.

"Brother Dao chased Brother Yong to the southwest!" Xiao Wang raised his head and shouted at Shao Yong.

"Don't worry!" Brother Yong said to Xiao Wang with a smile and then turned around and left.

At this time, Brother Dao was a little out of strength, and the two gunshot wounds on his thighs were bleeding non-stop!

"Fuck, I can't catch up!" Brother Dao said bitterly with his scarlet eyes, and then sat down on the ground with his legs sore and sore.

Almost a kilometer away from him, Vincent's team gathered together, Vincent gritted his teeth and asked, "Didn't you bring the corpse back to me, what the are you eating?"

Ah Huo looked at Vincent's violent thunder, and said aggrievedly, "Originally, it was good to make trouble, but there was a particularly good marksmanship on the other side, after we killed a few of them, this kid went crazy, and chased us all the way, and said don't exacerbate the contradiction too much, and we didn't dare to get this leader, he didn't have a gun, and he chased us for several miles with his flying knife, and asked several times, and the above kept telling don't kill, don't kill!

Vincent raised his eyebrows and listened to Ah Huo's words, adjusted his mood, and then walked to the car, looking at Renfeng, who was lying on his stomach, and asked, "What's wrong with you, Xiaofeng?"

"I want him to beat me up!" Guns are all in one place, like he's playing a game!" Renfeng said through gritted teeth.

"Go back, go back to camp!" Vincent said, reaching out and patting Renfeng on the head.

Shao Yong chased after his four brothers for a long distance before he saw Brother Dao who was sitting on the ground.

Brother Dao didn't want to move at all at this time, and when he looked up and saw the Beijing Jeep, he said with a smile, "I'm too tired!

Shao Yong jumped out of the car directly, looked at the gun hole on Brother Dao's leg and said, "What the hell man, come, give him the whole car and go back!"

More than forty minutes later, Wanhe's people all returned to the camp, including the chicken who died tonight and the three little brothers, Liu Kai and Wan Chaohe After finishing these things, Liu Kai walked aside and stretched out his hand to make a call to Sheng Bei.

"What's wrong?" asked Sheng Bei, sitting in the hotel at this time, looking down at the report in his hand.

"Bring Chen Yu here, my side is the same as the front line, I need a doctor!" Liu Kai said.

"Understood!" Sheng Bei said yes and hung up the phone.

Wan Chaohe walked to Liu Kai's side with his hands in his pockets and said, "The leader of the *** party, Mitchell, will do the first business with him, can you talk to me about it?"

"I'm not going, I'll wait for you in your room, and we'll talk when you're done!" Liu Kai said to Wan Chaohe expressionlessly.

"Okay!" Wan Chaohe said, then turned around and walked towards the warehouse where Mitchell was being held.

A few minutes later, Mitchell kept muttering local dialect in his mouth, and Brother Tian kept wiping it on his body with gauze. And Wan Chaohe walked in with a smile, and then asked Brother Tian, "Why is this RAP?

Brother Tian smiled, looked at Mitchell, and said in the local dialect, "Who are you, why would anyone want to kill you?"

"How do I know? Hurry up and let me go, I'm going to be with my brothers and sisters!" Mitchell said in a local dialect from Brother Tian.

"What's your name and what are you doing?" asked Brother Tian knowingly.

"I'm the new leader of the Razor, Mitchell!" Mitchell said, looking at Brother Tian.

Wan Chaohe took out a cigarette and lit it and handed it to Mitchell, and then said to Brother Tian, "Tell him that his people are basically dead, and if he wants to live, stay here, or let his people pick him up! If he is not allowed to go, he will die at the car door!"

Brother Tian nodded, and then said to Mitchell, who was a little cautious about taking Wan Chaohe's cigarettes, "We are here in the ZG external factory area, which is particularly safe, if you want to leave safely, let your people pick you up, the phone can be lent to you, and we can't get involved in any trouble." After Brother Tian finished speaking, he stepped forward to uncuff Mitchell, and then handed him a radio phone, and then followed Wan Chaohe out of Mitchell's room, and the door was not closed at all.

Mitchell watched Brother Tian and Wan Hechao leave, took two puffs of cigarettes in a bit of a daze, then stood up with the phone and walked out, after seeing that there was no one to guard him at all, he walked around the large courtyard of the camp a few times, and after finding that there were all yellow-skinned people, Mitchell seemed to understand something and turned around and consciously returned to the house.

Mitchell stood up after a while, walked to the door again, and shouted loudly in English, "Is there anyone, help me!"

At this time, Brother Tian and Wan Chaohe were on the edge of Mitchell's room, covering their mouths and saying with a smile, "This old boy understands things and understands things quite quickly, let's go, go over and deter him!"

A few minutes later, Wan Chaohe took Brother Tian into Mitchell's room again, and then Brother Tian looked at Mitchell and asked, "What's wrong?"

"My friend, where are you from?" Mitchell asked eagerly as he looked at Brother Tian and Wan Chaohe.

"Descendant of the dragon!" Brother Tian said domineeringly.

"Oh, mysterious Dongfang, friend, I have seen your strength and combat quality just now, can I buy a few guns from you for self-defense!" Mitchell asked urgently.

Brother Tian turned his head to Wan Chaohe, and after translating, Wan Chaohe nodded, and then said something to Brother Tian, after which Brother Tian turned his head to Mitchell and said, "How many do you want?

"I may need a little more, hundreds of guns, what kind of son is good to read, it is good to protect our hard-working brothers and people! This is also my reward for saving me from you!" Mitchell, a foreign boss, is quite familiar with the routine of setting magnets.

"We don't need you to repay, we're in business, so if you need arms, come to us, the price is very cheap, much cheaper than what the local pirates and your government army sell, and the bullets are delivered for free!"

"Really?" Mitchell asked incredulously.

"Of course it's true, we're here to make a fortune, and there's a saying in our hometown that we rely on our parents at home and friends when we go out!" Wan Chaohe said to Mitchell in fluent French.

"Friend?" Mitchell asked with a smile as he looked at Wan Chaohe.

"Of course, we prefer to be called Lao Tie!" As soon as Wan Chaohe talked about doing business, his whole person looked as if he had suddenly become an old fox who had been enlightened for many years, shrewd and radiant!

After more than an hour, Mitchell had been drunk by Wan Chaohe with the Moutai he brought from China, and Mitchell had completely forgotten the life and death moments he had just experienced.

Wan Chaohe stood up and turned around and walked out of the restaurant, and Brother Tian walked out with Wan Chaohe.

"Almost, you continue to fool him, try to see if he can sell him the rest of the wine and bacon, and if you can, change the two jeeps we scrapped into motorized stretchers, and sell him back!" Wan Chaohe said to Brother Tian with a big tongue.

"Understood!" Brother Tian agreed speechlessly.