"We, the people, are so happy today......... I'm so happy...... Bazaar...... "Brother Jingwu hummed a minor tune and walked up the stairs, walking up the stairs with brisk steps, just when he went up to the second floor, he heard the sound of clappling footsteps from the door on the first floor, he didn't care, he continued to hum the song without looking back, and walked upstairs.

"Your name is Liu Jingwu?" A gloomy voice came from behind Brother Jingwu, and then a cylindrical hard guy was pressed against his waist, and Liu Jingwu's heart fluttered in fright, and his feet were unstable and he almost rolled down the stairs.

"Gun" This is the only thought that flashed in Liu Jingwu's mind, after all, he has been in the Taoist for so many years, and now he is in charge of such a big bar as returning to 97, the panic and fear are just a moment, Brother Jingwu, who calmed his mind, slowly asked: "Brother, we have no grievances, there is no need to use knives and guns......

"Don't talk nonsense, go to your house and sit down!" another voice came from the darkness, the tone of his voice was completely different from the one just now, and the accent had a hint of Xinjiang mutton skewers.

Liu Jingwu's courage to cheer up just now went down again, this group of guys is actually from Xinjiang, everyone knows their ferocity, that is the master who moves the knife when he disagrees on the street, plus there is a policy of two less and one wide, the local underworld brother with a face does not dare to provoke this group of people easily, but, but he has not offended the gangs in Xinjiang, is it to buy a murderer? It's not right, the southern killer, the CX cold-faced killer has heard a lot, when did there be a Xinjiang killer?

"Don't ink! Speed up, be careful of the gun misfired!" Just as Liu Jingwu was thinking wildly, the gloomy voice behind him sounded again, especially the last sentence that went off the rails, which suddenly pulled him out of the ocean of thoughts and quickly moved his steps.

The three people who followed Brother Jingwu in were naturally Zhang Ziyu and them, after Harrick and Wang Dayong knocked out the criminal police who were watching, they went straight into the building, of course Wang Dayong didn't have a troll in his hand, but an old routine, just a stick, how do you know that the effect is so good, the other party is directly dumbfounded, it seems that this Brother Jingwu is just a paper tiger.

Several people went upstairs back and forth, and when they arrived at the door of Brother Jingwu's house on the top floor, Wang Dayong already had an extra key in his hand, he stood at the door and twisted the keyhole on the door, while Harrick and Zhang Ziyu held Brother Jingwu hostage and stood on both sides of the guard, Brother Jingwu, who didn't know the situation, found that there were three people in this group, and all of them were tall and not good, the most important thing was that the Xinjiang man with a high nose and sunken eyes, exuded a murderous aura from his body, which made him tremble and couldn't get off the ground.

"Bang" The door opened, Wang Dayong swooped in, and after looking around, he said to the people outside the door: "No ambush, come in." ”

This is a two-bedroom house, the decoration is not bad, the combination of Chinese and Western and design, entering the door is greeted by a half-person high oil painting, the painting is the content of the two brothers standing on the reef by the sea to fish, look at the quality should not be the kind of ordinary goods sold in the handicraft store, the living room is placed with imitation mahogany sofas, the furniture is simple and elegant, Zhang Ziyu took a look, and swept to a shrine in the corner of the living room, on which the tribute is not the statue of Guan Erye or Guanyin Rulai, but a black and white portrait, this is not Liu Han who beat himself in the sub-bureauI didn't expect to meet here, Zhang Ziyu shook his head helplessly, and nodded again, which can be regarded as a greeting.

Harrick in the back lifted Liu Jingwu in, threw him on the sofa, and then dragged the exotic Mandarin and asked, "Where is the goods?"

The few of them had already discussed, this time they didn't want Liu Jingwu's life, just let him compensate Luo Xiaobo's medical expenses in place, and leave the remaining grudges to the police.

"What kind of goods, I don't know what you're talking about?" Liu Jingjun said stupidly.

Zhang Ziyu on the side hugged his arms and smiled: "The police don't know what you sell, but I know it very clearly..."

Liu Jingwu, who heard this, was obviously stunned, and then instantly returned to his cowardly and frightened appearance, and said in a whisper: "Brothers, I really don't know what you're talking about? Be...... The liquor in my shop is all fake... I think... I was wrong... I'm not human......"

He already suspects that these people are strips, and the people on the road are particular about what they say, such as the police, who generally replace them with thunder or strips, and what are the black words of Yiliu, February, Sanwang, Sizai, Wuzhong, Liushen, and Qixing, this group of people looks like a fierce and vicious look, but the more they look at it, the more they look like a strip, and if you look closely, there is a feeling of eliminating criminals in your bones.

Seeing Brother Jingwu's dead face, the silent Harrick moved, and he dragged Liu Jingwu to the toilet expressionlessly, scolding as he walked: "The ............... of Xipi that Ah Sang died." ”

Zhang Ziyu and Wang Dayong next to him were all inexplicable, and they thought that Lao Ha had some special habits.

A minute later, I heard the sound of a rumbling and toilet flushing, and then Harrick dragged the water-stained, dying Jingwu brother out, Zhang Ziyu was stunned: "What did you do? so fast?"

Harrick smiled and said, "Let this kid drink a full drink, and cheapen him." ”

Wang Dayong next to him looked in the direction of the toilet and swallowed his saliva, his face was full of disgust, and secretly said that this old man is too ...... It's perverted, and it actually makes people drink toilet water.

But isn't it, the former majestic and high-spirited Jingwu brother was covered with water stains on his face, and he kept vomiting, perhaps because he didn't eat at night, he vomited water on the floor, and in the end he was about to vomit bile.

Seeing that he stopped, Harrick grabbed him by the back of the neck again, and made a gesture to drag him into the toilet, Brother Jingwu hurriedly waved his hand and cried breathlessly: "I said, I said...... Goods... The goods are behind the oil painting at the door, where there is a safe. ”

Several people walked to the porch, Zhang Ziyu opened the oil painting of the brothers fishing in the sea, a black mechanical safe was revealed, the safe did not have a password, and opened it directly with the key, inside was a few stacks of cash and a large package of red, green and green pills, and there was a cardboard box in the innermost, and when I opened it, it was actually a pistol with a cold light.

Zhang Ziyu knew the model of this gun at a glance, it was a brand-new five-fourth hand gun, Wang Dayong and Harrick, who had been soldiers, naturally recognized it, just like the killer who shot Luo Xiaobo, the two looked at each other, and they both saw anger in each other's eyes.

"Grass and mud horses!" Wang Dayong turned around and scolded, and was about to go up and beat Liu Jingwu violently, although they had said in advance that this miscellaneous matter would be solved by the police, but at this moment, Wang Dayong still couldn't help it.

"The three of you are not allowed to move, if you move, Lao Tzu will blow your head. The situation took a turn for the worse, and Brother Jingwu, who was still trembling and frightened just now, suddenly changed his appearance, he held the hand of the black hole hole with a hideous face, and the gun was pointed at the three people, Zhang Ziyu's eyes glanced in the direction of Wang Dayong, Wang Dayong understood, and smiled awkwardly, meaning: I'm sorry, I didn't search my body carefully...............

"!!!!!!.........!!T Day......... You... 13..."Brother Jingwu, who was holding a gun, hysterically cursed the three of them with the most vicious words, his mental condition at this time seemed to be a little strange, a little excited, not only that, his already obscene face was even more red under the anger, and the big tendons on his forehead were so violent that he looked like Nicholas Tse was strangled and rolled his eyes.

"Brother Jingwu, misunderstanding! It's really none of my business!" A shocking scene appeared, Zhang Ziyu stepped forward in fear and begged for mercy, his voice trembled, his eyes flashed with tears as if there were tears, his hands trembled, and his waist was about to bend down.

Seeing this scene, Brother Jingwu was stunned for a moment, and then laughed wildly: "Little 13 cubs, you know it's wrong, grass and mud horses, kneel down and lick leather shoes for Lao Tzu,... Licking Lao Tzu is happy, I am willing to let you go........."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Ziyu made a move, just now Wang Dayong used to scare Brother Jingwu did not know when it had been held in Zhang Ziyu's hand, I saw him shake off the stick with lightning speed, and then slashed horizontally, hitting the five-four hand.

Looking at this gap, Wang Dayong in the back stepped forward, and took advantage of Brother Jingwu's stunned kung fu to slam his fist into his face, only to beat him to the point that he couldn't find the north.

In just a few seconds, the situation in the house reversed and reversed, Harrick was not willing to be lonely, rushed over in stride, and made up the fun, the two of them attacked left and right, like fighting street fighters, you have been punching me with a hook, and the big move was not released, Brother Jingwu couldn't bear it, "wow" and passed out after spitting out a mouthful of blood, fainting is not counted, the two legs are still swinging, and the corners of the mouth are not only blood, but also spit out strings of foam.

Wang Dayong, who finally breathed a sigh, wiped the sweat from his forehead, inadvertently turned his head to look, and saw Zhang Ziyu squatting motionless not far away looking at something, so he asked strangely: "Brother Yu, what's the situation." ”

"Come and see, I'll rely on ............!" Zhang Ziyu was still squatting there, holding something in his hand, because it was a backlight, so the other two didn't see it clearly.

The two hurriedly stepped forward to check, and when they got closer, they found that Zhang Ziyu was holding a broken hand, a gun sleeve and a **, and suddenly his head was full of confusion, and Harrick asked, "Ziyu, what did you find?"

"Found a chicken feather, fuck, we did the wrong person, this fucking Qinghai ***...... I'm day..."Zhang Ziyu said with a bitter face with a sleeve and **.

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