Chapter 691: Running away
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ć Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć infoThe fat man suddenly rushed to the interrogation room to tie up people.This was beyond the expectations of the eight horses guarding An Tianwei.Even the third brother, who had already walked out, also felt that something was wrong.And retreated.
"Fat uncle, what's going on?"
"I don't know what's going on, but that's what Brother Lang meant, I'm just executing.Hey.This kid is sleeping quite soundly.You.And you.Find a rope.Tie him up."
Since it is Lang Heihu's meaning, everyone here will not have any opinions, in Koizumi Village, Lang Heihu's words are the holy decree, and no one is stupid enough to doubt Lang Heihu's correctness.
"I'll go." The third brother asked for a task and immediately turned his head away.
The fat man pointed his gun at An Tianwei, who was snoring and shaking the sky.
"Fat uncle, that kid sleeps like a pig, why are you so careful?" Ma Tsai laughed.
They didn't think that the sleeping An Tianwei would cause any damage, although there were more than two dozen people in front of him who were put down by him, but now more and more Ma Tsai believed that it was just a misunderstanding or a rumor.
An Tianwei does not have such destructive power, and the horses have already made an absolute conclusion in their hearts. In their minds, if they have the strength to defeat more than 20 people at one time, then they will never be as useless as An Tianwei is doing now.
A master should have the demeanor of a master, but no matter how far An Tianwei looks at it, he is just about the same as them.
The fat man ignored the advice of the horses, and he still stared at An Tianwei, who was asleep on his side, like a wolf that would pounce and bite him at any moment.
"Cut ......" The horse boys looked down on the fat man for such caution.
There are so many of them here, and there is an AK47 in the fat man's hand.
"Fat uncle, you're too careful."
"Wait until he kills you all, and you're careful with a piece of." The fat man's dead fish eyes have always been shining today.
The onlookers were shocked. When did the fat man be so energetic.
Just as he was thinking about something, the mobile phone on the fat man's waist suddenly rang.
The fat man frowned.Not many people knew the number of his mobile phone.Anyone who could call his mobile phone was someone he trusted very much.And.All these people he knew well knew that he didn't like to use his mobile phone very much.The phone rang.It only meant that something big was going to happen.
"You guys, keep a firm eye on him, don't let go of a single hair." The fat man swept over the horses one by one with a piercing look that no one had ever seen before, and then he picked up his phone and walked out the door.
The call was made by Lang Heihu, who was in Koizumi Village, and the area of Koizumi Village was not large.
"Fatty, come to me, right now." Lang Heihu's tone was unquestionable, and this commanding tone made the fat man involuntarily stunned for a moment, but he immediately answered, hung up the phone and ran away, and didn't even bother to say hello to Ma Zai, who was guarding An Tianwei in the interrogation room.
When he arrived at Lang Heihu's residence, he saw that Lang Heihu's face was so black that it was about to leak oil.
"Fatty, get out now."
"Withdraw." The fat man opened his mouth wide.
"Hmmm.right now."
"So what is going on here......
"Someone is going to wrap it up, I've already called the mouse, let him find a time to leave."
"But......" The fat man was a little unwilling, he hadn't fought a good fight in years, and his bullets were almost tempting.
Lang Heihu suddenly raised his eyes, his eyes were no longer vicious, but murderous: "What I said is not clear enough, you still want me to repeat it."
The fat man involuntarily hit a spirit.Only then did he remember.Lang Heihu had a title that circulated in the underworld more than ten years ago:Terminator.This is a title that only a few people know.And the fat man is just one of them;The other one who knows this title is the mouse who went to Qingyuan City with Si Xiaoxiao to get money.
The fat man didn't dare to delay any longer, and ran all the way back to his residence, three minutes, and it only took three minutes, and he packed up all the things he wanted to pack, and arrived in front of Lang Heihu.
All he could pack was very simple: only a travel bag, and carrying it on his shoulder was all he had.
"I'm ready, Boss." It's very rare. The fat man has gone through such a tense continuous run, and at this time he can't even see a drop of sweat on his face, as if he has changed a person.
Lang Heihu stared at him, the muscles on his face jumped a few times, he looked up and looked up and down the farmhouse where he had lived for some years, left and right, as if sighing, and did nothing: "Go."
The fat man saw that Lang Heihu didn't bring anything, just took out an AK47 of the same model that hung on his waist, grabbed it in his hand, and prepared to open the way.
"Do you want to shout them together." The fat man reminded.
"Let's go." Lang Heihu's eyes seemed to have a faint blood red, and the blood streaks were slowly crawling all over the whites of his eyes at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The fat man didn't dare to say more.At this time, Lang Heihu was dangerous.Not an ordinary danger.But a huge danger.
What made the fat man feel even more extraordinary was that Lang Heihu actually took him to evacuate from the entrance of the village, but walked through a secret door where he lived, which connected to a tunnel.
Although the total length of the tunnel is not long, it only leads to a relatively hidden grass outside the village, but the fat man knows very well what this tunnel means to Lang Heihu and the brothers in the entire Xiaoquan Village. This is a tunnel that will not be used unless it is absolutely necessary.
Now he wants to take advantage of this retreat to run away, and everything happens under the premise that there is no danger at all, and the fat man's doubts are a little heavier.
The tunnels were damp and dark, there was no light at all, and the light of the general's torch was completely pushed to an almost unbearable short range, only slightly stronger than walking in the dark.
When Lang Heihu and the fat man came out of the other side of the tunnel, the fat man secretly glanced at Lang Heihu's black face with the afterglow of the flashlight.
"There's a car on the side of the road ahead of us." Lang Heihu's lips moved slightly, but it was as if he hadn't moved.
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