Chapter Seventy-Two: The Masked Thief

"According to the time, the matter of the fat man should be almost done now!" On a platform, Lin Quan and Song Wen sat on the front of the car smoking cigarettes.

Lin Quan threw a cigarette butt that was about to burn to the ground, and shouted violently: "I don't know what's good about that kid, let the two stinky girls follow him like a fart." ”

Song Wen said slowly: "Little girl, if you get tired of playing, you will leave it aside." ”

Lin Quan sneered: "Don't you worry that kid will come out on top, and you won't have a place to cry when the time comes, right?"

"I don't have a virgin complex, she will be a virgin at that time, Lao Tzu will play for a few more days, no, Lao Tzu will play less for a few days, anyway, the old man will only need me to marry her, as soon as the wedding is held, Lao Tzu can play as much as he wants, why bother to stick to other people's cold butts all day long like now!" Song Wen said slowly, but there was a trace of ruthlessness in his eyes.

While the two were talking, seven or eight people suddenly emerged from the woods not far away. As soon as these seven or eight people appeared, they immediately spread their feet and ran towards this direction.

Lin Quan and Song Wen could see clearly, these seven or eight people were all covered with face towels, some were covered with rags, some were covered with a plastic bag, and some were even covered with briefs!

I don't know what these people do, but I know with my toes that I can't get them too close. Lin Quan and Song Wen hurriedly slid down from the front of the car, opened the car door and were about to go in and drive away.

But they were one step slower after all, and the moment the windows closed, a few hands reached in and pulled the keys away. Then, the car door was opened, and the two were taken out and kicked to the ground!

"What are you guys doing?" Lin Quan roared angrily, he was kicked in the face, his nose bleeded, especially when there was something slimy on the other party's feet, making a foul smell. Since he was a child, he has never been so embarrassed, and he suddenly couldn't hold back the fire and roared.

"Yo, the kid is quite horizontal!" Another foot stepped on, not only stepped on his face, but even rubbed the soles of his shoes on his face a few times, "Is it still horizontal?"

Lin Quan immediately shut his mouth, even if he was angry, he knew that this was not the time to play tricks.

"A few heroes, our brothers have a good relationship with Boss Qian in Qinglong Mountain, do the heroes know Boss Qian? Can you let us go in his face?" Song Wen smiled carefully, Lin Quan's car was in front of him, he naturally didn't dare to say cruel words, and he was afraid that his family would be kidnapped and ask for a huge ransom, so he thought of Boss Qian.

Song Wen's fear is justified, there was news before that the son of a wealthy man in China was kidnapped, and he paid the kidnappers two billion ransom to exchange his son back. If he was kidnapped, Song Wen was really not sure whether Lao Tzu wanted money or his son.

"Boss Qian, what is that, I don't know!" a masked man shouted arrogantly.

"You see if this will work, as long as you let us go, I will give you this sports car!" Song Wen said in a low voice, only blood was dripping in his heart, this car was only obtained by him after spending a lot of effort to win the favor of the old man, if he gave it away, I don't know when he would be able to buy another one. Although Song Wen is a rich second generation, this kind of multi-million dollar car is not just a matter of buying it.

"I'm sorry, you kid has a lot of eyes, right, give me this car, and you can find me through this clue in the future, right, when I'm stupid? I thought you kid was very honest, but I didn't expect it to be a bad billet, brothers, give me a discount on his legs, give him a little bit of power!"

Song Wen didn't know why he kindly gave him a car and turned it into a bad billet by some crooked reasoning, and he didn't have time to think about it at this time, when he heard that these people were going to break his legs, he hurriedly begged for mercy: "Don't, this good man, I'm completely kind, don't break my legs, I am the Song family in Jiangcheng, the Song Group is my family's business, I can give you whatever you want!"

"Do you care about the Song Group or the Group?" several people pressed Song Wen to the ground, and then pulled up one of his desperately curled legs, and then a man with briefs over his face came over with an iron rod.

Song Wen struggled violently on the ground, and several buttons were rubbed off on his originally neat suit shirt, but three or four people pressed him tightly, so that he could only watch an iron rod swing down.

There was a crisp sound of "click", and Song Wen's calf bone was broken by the iron rod, and half of his calf drooped down. Song Wen also fainted after a scream.

Lin Quan on the side looked colorless, and he wished that he would faint too. He kept his mouth shut and did not dare to speak, for fear of attracting the attention of these murderers.

"Look at this kid, my brother has a broken leg, and he doesn't dare to put a fart, and he is also a coward, so he gave me a discount on his leg!"

"Don't, don't, I'll give you whatever you want......," Lin Quan shouted and begged for mercy, almost saying what he could and couldn't give, but the masked men were unmoved. Three or four people clamped him, and in the same way, Lin Quan's leg was also broken in the click.

"Okay, the task is complete, you can go and report to Sun Gongzi. A few of you, see if there's anything valuable in the car, and take them all with me. Before Lin Quan fainted, he heard these words.

Seeing that both of them fainted, Ermao breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Hurry up, the boss is still waiting by the side." ”

"Second brother, who is Sun Gongzi?" asked a thug.

"How do I know, I say whatever I want, whatever he wants!" Ermao said. In fact, the last sentence was also added by him, after all, it is a bit unreasonable to break the legs of the two without any motive. So Ermao casually made up a grandson, and as for whether they have an enemy surnamed Sun, they can only resign themselves to fate.

"Boss, everything is done. ”

"Didn't show any flaws, did you?" said the fat man snuffed out his cigarette.

"Don't worry, boss, there's no problem. ”

Qian Fatzi nodded, his mood was a little low, and he said in a low voice: "Get ready, let's go see that person, after tonight, I won't be your boss." ”