Lao Yang could see clearly from the rear mirror, and saw that the young man seemed to be walking, walking to a person in a few steps, and directly reached out to grab it, and the person he caught did not have the slightest strength to resist, so he was thrown away. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Some were thrown out with flashlights, and the flashlights involuntarily flew out of their hands, still flying in the air, and the long pillars of light swirled in the air, looking indescribably beautiful.

The things prepared by these people are good, and the quality of this flashlight is also good, several of them are still on until they fall to the ground, and there is some light near the illumination.

At this time, a person suddenly took it out of his arms, and felt out a black thing, facing the young man, but unfortunately he didn't have time to move, and the young man reached out and grabbed his arm and twisted it.

Then there was a flash of fire, a gunshot on the ground, and then a scream......

It was a small homemade powder gun, the gun rang out, but unfortunately nothing was knocked down. It's just that the arm that pulled out the gun is a bit miserable, and looking at the twisted shape, it looks a bit like Jincheng marijuana flower......

Everyone was so relaxed that even the few who had been patrolling around had gathered together. It's a good thing, more than a dozen people didn't miss a single one, and they were all thrown into a pile by the young people.

It's too fast, it's a little too fast to react, a dozen people fall together in a mess, and the ones below must be crushed, and people are flying over, smashing them one by one, it's no wonder if it's not miserable.

The shouting and scolding, the screams and muffled snorts rang out, and the loudest screams were not Jincheng marijuana flowers, but a quick reaction that wanted to run. It was good to run fast, to avoid the fate of trapeze and arhats, but the young man didn't know what to touch, and immediately lay on the ground and cried.

There are also two people who get up quickly, and they don't admit defeat and take out knives and want to do it, and they are all accompanied by Jincheng hemp flower and the fast leg, the one who was smashed by the young man, and sang a big show together.

I don't know if these four people are singing Dou E's injustice or Meng Jiangnu crying on the Great Wall, anyway, it sounds very painful, but I don't know that I just think that a few of them are doing a funeral, and they are dead and their mothers and sons are dead!

A group of people scolded and screamed, some asked about the origin of the young man, some called the brother and asked what they wanted, and some people felt that the other party might be black, and even bluntly said that this car of goods was willing to sell......

Of course, it's the boss who says that. Obviously, those who know the times are Junjie, and such a large group of people must have a few people who know the times. There is no doubt that the boss with the mask is such a person.

Now the situation is so clear, you can't escape if you can't fight, and those who took out their powder guns have been overturned, so don't think about the rest.

The young man turned a deaf ear to all the voices, reached out and pulled it out of his bag, and everyone fell silent.

A small jet-black pistol!

"Don't talk nonsense, and don't resist. Be honest and suffer less, don't force me to shoot! I'm going to shoot you all here, believe it or not?" said the young man holding the gun with a blank face.

Letter!

No one doesn't believe it!

In the middle of the night, the third watch came to such a person, and he cleaned up a group of people without saying a word, looking at the ruthless appearance, who dared to say that he didn't believe it!

The key is that this person doesn't reveal his identity, which is even more terrifying, obviously looking like a public security officer, and he doesn't talk much without saying much, no matter how he looks at it, he looks like a black eater of black......

Seeing that they were all honest, the young man began to take the rope out of his bag and tie people up again, and if it was a human being, he would definitely not be willing to be tied up, even if the other party showed his pistol just now. So there was a body writhing and kicking hard, and the young man kicked it lightly and heavily-there was a more unlucky one who kicked it a little harder, and the old master Yang heard a click in the car.

Then he shuddered, and suddenly understood what the young man had said just now: You cooperate so much, you have earned!

Oh, yes!

So many people!

The mess is all ill-intentioned, and in order to catch them all, it is inevitable that the attack will be a little light and heavy. Those who don't resist are honestly tied up, and those who resist so badly must be used to it, and they deserve to suffer a little loss......

Those men who could carry bags of crude oil to get on and off the bus without panting had no power to resist in the hands of the young man, like little chickens, and they were tied up in a bunch after a while.

At this moment, on the road where the cart was located, a bright light came from the front and rear directions almost at the same time, followed by the sound of a motorcycle.

Soon two motorcycles appeared one after the other, and the person in the car who had just arrived nearby shouted: "Boss, what's the matter, there's no movement over there, why are you gunshots going out here!"

Old Master Yang couldn't help but mourn in silence for these two people.

Sure enough, the two people didn't even get off the motorcycle, and when they saw that the young man didn't pull out his gun, he touched two stones and smashed them, and it was not surprising that the two people were smashed and overturned.

One of them just got off the motorcycle and fell down, and the other was still holding on to the motorcycle and being dragged by the motorcycle that was sliding on the ground for a while, which was also unlucky enough - it was almost to the place, and the motorcycle was driving slowly, otherwise I don't know what it would have become!

Watching the young people seem to be walking, stringing those people into several strings, that leisurely and complacent appearance. Old Master Yang returned to his hometown, as if he saw those children laughing and playing in the autumn harvest season.

They run merrily through the harvested fields with ropes of straw, stopping from time to time to skillfully uncover piles of felled corn stalks, and then smiling and reaching out to catch the crickets that are exposed from under the stalks—as soon as there is a harvest, they will let out a laugh of joy, and then use the little straw ropes to string their harvest, and then carry the crickets in strings to continue in search of the next target......

Thinking of such a scene, laughter, harvest and hope, the familiar melody seems to sound in my ears: our hometown, on the field of hope......

The sound of puff came again, and Lao Yang came back to his senses. I looked down at the rope in my hand, and couldn't help but cry - if I am sentenced this time, I am afraid that I will have to be in prison for a long time to come, recalling the scene of the autumn harvest in that old home, and recalling the field of hope......

There should always be some bottom line in a person's life, and it really can't be stepped over the line casually, sometimes once you step on it, there is no turning back......

Those puffing voices Lao Yang understood that it must be the young people who were moving the stacked crude oil in the car, without making an empty space, these people, and the motorcycles and bicycles they rode over couldn't put them!

After a while, those people were dragged into the car by the young people, and they were also thrown into the car with a puff, just like the bags of harvest fruits were loaded into the car during the autumn harvest......

Then there were bicycles, motorcycles......

Eventually, even the flashlights and the weapons that were still on the ground were picked up, some of which were ground out of the young men when they were tied up—it is clear that not all of them were fools, but most of them knew the basics of seeing the wind and steering the rudder. Knowing that he was not defeated by the other party, he would not take out those weapons, lest the end be even more miserable!

is worthy of being a thrifty young man, and in the end, he didn't even forget to load those few planks into the car......

What a bumper harvest......!

That familiar melody sounded in Lao Yang's ears again!