Chapter 293: All are nephews
The sound of "squeaky ......" tires rubbing against the ground came from behind, Zhang Feiyang suddenly felt bad, and hurriedly turned around.
Behind the car, the van that had just driven past had stopped at this time.
"Whoa!" As soon as the van stopped, the door behind it was pulled open from the car, and then a big man jumped out of the car.
Although it was dark now, under the illumination of the roadside street lamps, the appearance of those big men surprised him, and he hurriedly reminded loudly: "Hurry up, they are Xiao Zhijie's people." ”
Where do you still use him to remind him of this, Wu Zheng himself can see the people behind him clearly from the rearview mirror. Especially the menacing appearance of the dozen or so big men, as well as the baseball bats in his hands, where is he still unclear, and whose people he has met?
But even if he knew that it was Xiao Zhijie's person, he didn't seem to accelerate at all, but stepped on the brake.
"Crunch!" BMW Fork Five let out a high-pitched chirp, then stopped in the middle of the road.
Luckily, it was late at night and there was little traffic on the streets. If it was broad daylight, he would have caused a series of rear-end traffic accidents with his sudden braking.
The car stopped suddenly, and Zhang Feiyang staggered, but fortunately he had a seat belt on his chest, otherwise, he would have been able to fly out of the BMW fork five car in one moment.
But even if the person didn't fly out, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, and couldn't help but turn his head and say angrily: "Are you sick?"
Wu Zheng turned his head and smiled: "You have medicine?"
"I ......" Zhang Feiyang was stunned by these words, and he felt that his breath was holding in his chest, and he almost choked him to death.
He never dreamed that Wu Zheng would still be able to make such a joke at such a time?
Please, that's a domestically made god car, Wuling, okay? Do you know how many people can fit in that car?
He turned his head and looked back, and his face suddenly turned green: Nima, it really deserves to be a domestic god car, it's just a special bread, but there are thirteen of them, and there are even those who jump out from the inside? How many people are there?
He didn't have time to count the exact number of people loaded, because the big men who jumped down at the beginning had already rumbled outside the BMW.
The first to arrive was a bald man in his twenties, and although it was late autumn now, this kid was still wearing only a hurdle vest on his upper body.
Such clothes made the muscles on his shoulders and arms visible, and the pimple appearance was full of violent beauty, and he looked like he had entered the gym.
This person is not only tall, his muscles are up, the horizontal flesh on his face is matched with the big bald head that has no hair, and if he was a little timid outside the car, I am afraid that he would have been paralyzed by fright.
Fortunately, Zhang Feiyang has been a criminal policeman for nearly 20 years, and he has seen a lot of such people, so he can still keep his face unchanged.
Of course, he didn't see the change of color on his face, but he had already sensed the seriousness of the situation in his heart, and hurriedly took out his mobile phone.
But before he could call his colleague, there was a knock on the car window: "Knock knock......"
After the knocking sound, the big man's fleshy face approached the window glass and shouted, "Come out." ”
As soon as he shouted, a few boys who had just come over behind him also shouted indiscriminately: "Come down, Made, come down for Lao Tzu." ”
Hearing this movement, and then looking at the dozen or so thugs who had surrounded the car, Zhang Feiyang hurriedly turned his head to look at Wu Zheng.
"Boom......" But as soon as he saw Wu Zheng's face, he heard a really violent roar from the engine of the BMW fork five.
Just hearing this movement, it's like stepping on the gas pedal.
"I'm grass!" The bald head outside the car was startled, and after a foul mouth, he hurriedly jumped back.
He stood on the side, and he was called like this, not to mention the boys standing in front of the car, as soon as the roar of the engine sounded, those boys were like rabbits that had been shot, and the whoosh was scattered.
Hearing this movement, looking at the gang of thugs hiding in the distance, Zhang Feiyang was suddenly speechless, "Damn, you still have to run?"
He also thought that Wu Zheng had committed a crime and was going to get out of the car and fight with these gangsters in the street, but he didn't expect that it was also a silver-like wax gun head!
"Who said I was going to run?" the roar of the BMW continued, but Wu Zheng said with a smile.
Under the emission of the roadside lights, his side face looked a little hideous.
Zhang Feiyang was taken aback, looked at Wu Zheng and asked, "You won't want to get out of the car, will you?"
"Why not?" Wu Zheng suddenly touched his chin, scolded, and scolded: "I'm not going well, there are a few people who make me angry, do you think I can not cooperate?"
"What is it?" Zhang Feiyang looked at Wu Zheng as if he had seen a ghost, and asked in surprise, "You want to be angry?"
After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for Wu Zheng to answer, he was completely angry, pointing to the crowd outside the car and shouting, "Don't you see how many people are there?"
"People have to take care of more fart!" Wu Zheng pouted, and suddenly reached out and pushed open the car door.
"Hula!" As soon as he got out, the dozen or so big men outside the car took a few steps back at the same time.
Standing outside the car, Wu Zheng pointed at those big men and smiled at Zhang Feiyang in the car: "This kind of person is a bully who is afraid of the soft and the hard, the more afraid you are, the more arrogant he will be......"
"I ......" Zhang Feiyang had just said a word, and the bald head outside had already come back to his senses, picked up the baseball bat and scolded: "Nima's, who are you talking about?"
When he howled, all the ten people around him reacted, and they immediately became noisy.
"Made, you kid said who bullies the soft and fears the hard?"
"Damn, don't talk nonsense with him, get him!"
"That's it, it's like he's next door. ”
A group of big men didn't just snort twice and finished their work, while shouting, they also raised the baseball bats in their hands and surrounded Wu Zheng.
Especially the bald head, the most fierce, the expression on his face is also the most fierce and hideous.
"Made, pretending to be a coerc, aren't you? Lao Tzu stoned you idiot!" When Wu Zheng approached, he roared angrily, picked up the baseball bat violently, and smashed it down with a whirring sound.
Sitting in the car, Zhang Feiyang saw it clearly, seeing that Wu Zheng was motionless, he couldn't help but let go of his seat belt with a snort, and scolded in his mouth: "I wiped it, I thought you were awesome, you dare to be really pretending!"
He didn't get out of the car just now, in fact, he remembered what Liang Xiao said, dozens of thugs on Guang'an Road were injured. In his heart, except for Wu Zheng, no one can do that kind of thing.
It was because of this belief that no matter how loud the men outside the car shouted, he didn't get out of the car.
But now, seeing that the baseball bat was about to hit Wu Zheng's head, where did he dare to wait, so he had no choice but to shoot.
"Whew!" he unfastened his seat belt, reached for the door, and was about to jump out.
"Boom!" But before his people went out, they heard such a movement.
The sound was a little scary, as if something had fallen from the sky to the ground, so frightened that he looked up and looked out, and suddenly his mouth could no longer be closed.
Outside the car, the bald head that was originally smashing people was no longer visible at this time. All he could see was Wu Zheng, who was on a baseball bat, swearing with a foul mouth: "Full of swearing? Your father didn't teach you to be polite when you see your uncle?"
"Uncle?" Zhang Feiyang was stunned for a moment: I'll wipe it, could it be that the group of people outside the car are all Wu Zheng's nephews?