Out of the warehouse, he called a car and went to the 6th block, where Adrian's little brother was waiting for him. For his shipment, Fang Yuanshan didn't want to transport it, but the sword of the broker company hung over his head, and without Adrian's help, he was as blind to Rio as he would, and he didn't know when he would be killed by others.

He hadn't had any direct contact with the broker until now, and he had only crossed paths with them in the Dubai Building, but he had no doubt that the "JJC" company had the strength to kill him.

There are only a thousand days to be a thief, how can there be a thousand days to prevent thieves? After taking so many important documents from their company, they will certainly not be so resigned, and sooner or later they will find themselves! At that time, they may not even give him a chance to negotiate.

The Peter family hasn't called yet, and it's them who are anxious, and they are the ones who aren't in a hurry now! Since this is the case, he won't urge it, anyway, love it or not, so many engines, transmission systems, and spare parts will be sold for tens of millions of dollars.

Thinking of this, he was about to make a call to Peter, but he also put down the phone at this time. The taxi was moving fast, and the shadows of the trees on both sides of the glass windows were also rapidly retreating, and his heart was heavy.

The journey to pick up the goods always gave him a feeling of dying, and he didn't know where this feeling came from, but the throbbing feeling of his heart always lingered, making him restless.

I took out my mobile phone and called the delivery guy on the other side, telling him to continue to walk around the 6th block, when to receive his call and when to stop.

Block 6 is in the northeast corner of Rio City, where the second largest slum in Rio, the Mangala, is located. When he arrived at the 6th block, he didn't rush to contact the delivery boy, sat in the car and let the master walk around the slum, and after looking at the nearby terrain, he said to the driver in front: "Okay, get off at the stop sign in front." ”

Originally, he wanted to find a remote handover place, but out of the uneasiness in his heart, he still chose the bus stop sign at the foot of the mountain.

After telling the delivery boy the address, he walked to the newsstand next to him and bought a newspaper and read it leisurely, and after ten minutes, a horn "Didi" sounded next to him, and when he turned his head, Sean, who had been in contact with him before, was sitting in a box truck and beckoned to him.

"Hi~"

"Hi~"

After getting in the car, I said hello to Sean, and Sean stepped on the accelerator and drove off the bus stop. Seeing that he was about to drive in the direction of the seaside, Fang Yuanshan shouted, "Stop." ”

"What's wrong?"

After stopping the car with a "crunch", Sean asked him suspiciously~

He shook his head without explanation, and asked, "Where is the cargo in the car?"

"In the middle, or behind the box, who knows!" Sean replied as he shrugged his shoulders as he put his hand on the steering wheel.

"Peng~"

"Da Da Da ......"

Sean, who had just shrugged his shoulders, suddenly burst out of a ball of blood on his forehead, and a large stream of blood splattered on his face, followed by the front windshield like a beecomb, and the fragments burst out with the blood. I only heard the sound of bullets coming from the leather seats of the car.

"~"

He lay down as soon as possible, then hid under the seat, reached out and pulled the car door, but did not open it. Hearing that the gunshots outside had stopped, my head was thinking quickly~ The purpose of this group of people is obvious, it must be for the goods in the carriage, if they succeed, it is difficult to guarantee that they will not kill people.

Thinking of this, he stretched out his hand and pressed it on the body of the car, praying in his heart that the goods would be close to the back seat. It's a pity that it still didn't work out, and the goods in the carriage didn't get into the space smoothly. At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside, followed by the sound of pulling the bolt of the gun.

"Oh yes, really, when I made mud?"

With a flick of his hand, the MP40 submachine gun appeared in his hand, and he withdrew the double-row magazine and glanced at it, which was full of bullets. Mentally calculating the distance of the group, when the footsteps approached the car door, he suddenly kicked over.

"Peng~"

At his angry feet, the door of the entire pickup truck was kicked out by him, and he did not hesitate to follow the submachine gun in his hand, and the guy who walked behind the door was still in the air by him when he shot more than a dozen holes.

"Damn, that guy isn't dead, kill him~"

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

"Bang Bang ......"

The robber, who was suddenly attacked by him and killed a person, suddenly shot wildly towards the co-pilot. Fang Yuanshan, who was cowering next to the door post, was trapped there by the web of death intertwined by the bullets of this gang of bandits, and he couldn't rush out of the mountains and forests one step away.

"Damn, Lao Tzu won't be cheap if he dies. ”

Even when he was about to be killed at any moment, he reached out again and touched the seat, imagining the entire carriage in his mind.

"Collect it for Lao Tzu!"

A strange feeling came in his head, and his heart was happy, knowing that something had been received in the space.

"Click, click~"

At this time, there were several empty gun sounds outside, "Good opportunity"! Fang Yuanshan, who was silently reciting and shrunk next to the pillar, seized this fleeting opportunity and jumped out of the car.

"He's running, chase after him. ”

The robbers didn't care what was in the car, but chased him. His heart sank, and the worst happened, these people were simply coming for him!

"Grass and mud horses, don't let Lao Tzu escape and ascend to heaven, otherwise what do you care about JJC or BBC! Lao Tzu will not uproot you and swear not to be human!"

"Bang Bang Bang~"

There was a burst of machine-gun fire behind him, and the branches hanging from the hillside above him, who had already run to the side of the mountain, were suddenly beaten.

He was frightened by this burst of shooting, and immediately turned the submachine gun and swept it back without aiming, da...... There was a puff of green smoke from the cement on the road, and a few sought-after players who were just about to rush up hurriedly took advantage of the volume of the truck to cover up.

Grabbing the hanging branch and just climbed up, there was a gunshot behind him, and then he felt as if his buttocks had been "bitten" hard, and his body fell heavily on the grass, followed by a sharp pain in his buttocks, and scolded fiercely: "Grass and mud horses, don't let me run away, otherwise you will die a miserable death!"

Half of his body was unconscious, and he even felt a little dizzy in his head. He knew that he couldn't stop now, and the gunmen behind him would rush up in a minute, and he didn't know how he would die by then.

Turning over, he leaned on the grass with the uninjured half, and the two people who had just emerged from the hillside were beaten back by him.

Holding himself up on the grass with the butt of his gun, he ran into the woods.