At this time, Allen rushed over in a Range Rover, and with the screeching sound of brakes, the tall body stopped behind several guys. Aaron then jumped out of the car with a pistol in his hand and stood behind several guys.

Jiang Wuwei pointed at one of them with a submachine gun, and Ah Lun understood what Wuwei meant, so he quietly walked behind the guy and slammed it on his head with the handle of the gun, causing the guy to collapse to the ground and pass out. Several of the others were frightened and dodged to either side, afraid that it would be their turn next.

Aaron bent down and laboriously dragged the guy lying on the ground to the back of the car, then opened the back door of the car, and shoved the big fat guy unconscious into the car with all his milking strength, and slammed the door shut.

Several other members of the Hell Angels were pointed at gunpoint by Wuwei, and none dared to move, not understanding why the two Chinese were arresting their companions and watching their own people get into the car.

Wu Wei pointed a few people with a gun and said sternly: "Turn around for me, hurry up." Then he walked over, picked up the pistols they had thrown on the ground, and threw them into the burning fire one by one.

Seeing that Alun had already gotten into the car, Jiang Wuwei also pointed a gun at a few people, slowly approached the off-road vehicle by himself, and then quickly opened the car door and climbed into the car.

The huge off-road vehicle roared out and sped away towards the outside of town, and these hellish angels could only watch the Land Rover disappear at the end of the road because their motorcycles had been destroyed by inaction......

Half an hour later, Aaron drove into an abandoned factory, which was in the middle of nowhere, full of broken walls and weeds, and the car drove directly into the large factory building before stopping. Such a light and familiar road is obviously a place that the two of them have chosen a long time ago.

Jiang Wuwei and Ah Lun got out of the car, and the two came to the back of the car and opened the back door. The guy who was knocked unconscious by Aaron was still curled up in the car motionless like a dead pig.

Seeing this, Aaron said worriedly, "Fuck, you won't let me knock me to death." As he spoke, he put his hand under his nostrils and tried it, then scolded, "Fuck, it's angry, this guy is playing dead......"

"Hang him up first. As he spoke, Jiang Wuwei took out the rope he had prepared from under the back seat, and tied this guy's hands and feet firmly in three or five strokes.

Then they carried him to a nearby pulley, and hung the guy upside down with an iron hook and a rope that bound his feet.

After this toss, this guy came to his senses, he didn't understand how he could be hung upside down here, he looked around nervously, and when he saw the **** person standing on the side smiling at him, he knew what was going on.

This arrogant guy actually opened his mouth and scolded unconsciously, "Bastard, you two yellow ghosts dare to provoke the angels of hell, you are impatient, put me down, otherwise you will die an ugly death......"

In North America, if someone provokes the angels of hell as if they are burned on fire, and they have to be skinned if they don't die, no wonder he is like this, but these two people in front of him don't eat him.

"Hey...... Big brother, this guy is scolding us, do you want to give him some color?" Aaron stepped forward with a grin.

He clenched his fist and punched this guy's cheeks, but he didn't expect his fist to be hurt by this guy's teeth, but Aaron shook his arm and bared his teeth and cracked his mouth, and shouted exaggeratedly, "Damn, it hurts me......"

The guy he punched swayed back and forth like a pendulum, so angry that he howled like a beast, and then scolded, "Bastard, when our people come, they will tear you to pieces and drive all the yellow ghosts out of here." ”

Jiang Wuwei ignored this guy's ghost crying wolf howl, he looked around, and found that there was an abandoned half-cut oil drum next to him, and he paid attention to it, he pointed to the half-cut oil drum and said to Alun: "Alun, go and move the oil drum to the bottom of this guy, we will roast the whole pig alive today, and let your mother call ......"

"Haha, good attention. Alan ran over and rolled the oil drum under the guy, and then found some easily ignited things such as wooden strips of cardboard around and put them next to the oil drum, grinning and waiting for Wu Wei to speak.

Although the guy hanging on the pulley couldn't understand the Chinese spoken by Wuwei and Alun, when he saw what Arun did, he immediately understood what they meant, and his eyes showed a look of fear, but his mouth was still very hard, "You two pigs, put me down quickly, otherwise our people will chop you up and feed the dog......s when they find out."

"It's okay to put you down, but you tell me why you attacked us first?" asked Wuwei without hurrying.

"I don't know what you're talking about, and I don't know you......" the guy refused to admit it.

"I'll fuck your grandma, you're still ......hard-mouthed when you're dying," Jiang Wuwei scolded angrily, and then put the rope on the pulley down for a while, and said to Aaron: "Aaron, tear his crotch open and see if his guy was stabbed by my poker." ”

"Understood. Aaron grinned and leaned in, and Wu Wei put the guy down, and Aaron's hand just touched the opening in front of his pants.

Aaron first unzipped the zipper of his pants, then pulled both sides of the opening with both hands, and suddenly tore his entire crotch, and then pulled his underwear open, revealing a plush mass in the crotch, and his genitals were really wrapped in gauze.

"Damn, what are you going to do......"

Ah Lun didn't seem to hear this guy's shouting, and turned around to Jiang Wuwei excitedly and said, "Big brother, you see that this guy's dirty thing is really injured and is still bandaged." ”

"Can you tell me what your guy is hurting from?" Jiang Wuwei asked, looking at the big bear with his head down.

"It was bitten by a China*, can you manage it?"

Jiang Wuwei was angered by this guy's words, and he hated it most when someone insulted his compatriots, especially his sisters. He stood up suddenly, walked to the place where the rope was tied next to him, pulled the guy up again after a few hard pulls, more than two meters above the ground, and said loudly to Aaron: "Light the fire, roast this bastard, and make him hard-mouthed......"

"Okay, haha......" Alun immediately lit the shredded cardboard, then threw it into the oil drum, and then put the wooden stick in it, first thick black smoke came out, and the choking guy kept coughing, and tears flowed out.

Soon the flames burst out of the oil drums, and at once the guy hanging on them could not stand it, and the flames rose higher and higher, and suddenly scorched his drooping hair, and made a squeaky sound, and the smell of burnt fur filled the air.

The guy hanging on it swayed violently like a mud fish, and his tough attitude disappeared without a trace, and he pleaded loudly, "I say...... I say...... Move the fire out of the way below...... Burn me......"

Ah Lun looked at Wu Wei sideways, and seeing Jiang Wuwei nodding, Ah Lun walked to the oil drum and kicked the lower half of the oil drum with his foot to remove the already hot oil drum.

"Say, why did you attack us?" Jiang Wuwei walked into the guy and asked.

"Someone paid for our head to kill one of you named Jiang Wuwei......"

"What kind of person paid to hire you?" Jiang Wuwei hurriedly asked.

"I don't know the identity of this person, only we know the details of the customer......"

"Looks like you don't want to say it. Jiang Wuwei said loudly to Ah Lun: "Ah Lun, drag the oil drum over again." ”

"Wait...... Let me think about it......" the guy immediately cried out in horror, "I overheard Ferguson call that man like 'Desert Eagle,' and I don't know if it's his name or nickname. ”

Hearing the words "Desert Eagle", Jiang Wuwei suddenly understood, it turned out that this guy was playing tricks behind his back, he should have thought of this guy earlier, no one would do this to himself except him.

"Who is Ferguson?" Jiang Wuwei asked again.

"It's the head of our Hell Angels gang in Vancouver, and I have said everything I know, please put me down. The guy begged hard.

"Then where are these Desert Eagle and Ferguson now?" Jiang Wuwei continued to ask.

"They were in the office on the second floor when we left the club, and I don't know if they're still there. ”

Ah Lun looked at Wuwei and asked eagerly, "What should I do, big brother?"

"Blood debt, blood debt, go to the Hell Angels Gang to settle accounts with these bastards. Wuwei gritted his teeth and spit out a few words.

"Okay, what about him?" asked Aaron, pointing to the guy hanging on it.

"Put him down and take it on, I'm still useful. Jiang Wuwei walked to the side of the car as he spoke, opened the back door, and took out a grenade from his bag under the back seat.

At this time, Aaron put down the guy hanging on the pulley, Wuwei walked up to him, lifted his shirt, tied the grenade to his back with a rope, and tied a string to the grenade's tab, and after everything was put away, Wuwei took the string tied to the grenade's ring and said: "Now take us to Ferguson, if you are not honest, I pull like this, bang, you will see God, understand?"

This guy was scared into a cold sweat, and the original majesty didn't know where to run for a long time, so he couldn't stop nodding, "I know, I know......"

"Well, now you can give me a picture of the interior of the motorcycle club, especially with Ferguson in that room. After Wuwei finished speaking, he handed him a piece of wire and asked him to draw the situation inside the club on the ground.

After understanding the situation of the Hell Angel Gang's headquarters clearly, Jiang Wuwei escorted this guy into the off-road vehicle and went straight to the Hell Angel Gang's headquarters.