Chapter 129: The Bandits' Nest

The gangsters under the bald head are not mortals, they are rampant and domineering in Furong Town on weekdays, in order to rush to send sand, stones and other raw materials to the construction site, they have fought with others, all of them are veterans of fighting, at this time, I saw Zhao Bingwu leading the villagers of Zhaozhuang to rush over, and they were not afraid at all!

", don't be afraid, kill these buns! Let them see blood and they will all be cowardly. ”

As soon as the bald head roared wildly, he stripped his upper body with three strokes and five divisions, revealing his shirtless shirt covered with scars, and casually pulled out the mountain knife from his back waist and greeted the villagers!

When these gangsters came, they were ready, and they all had guys with them, and when they saw that the boss showed their guys, they also showed their guys and followed.

In Bald Gang's opinion, Zhao Zhuang's gang of dirt buns are a group of rabble, as long as they can put down a few, they can scare other people into scare. In the past, when he grabbed business with others in Furong Town, if the business could not be negotiated, as long as he showed this posture, the business would be negotiated immediately, and the leaders of those construction sites would give them some work to do. Are these buns in Zhaozhuang worse than those real estate bosses in Furong Town?

However, this time he was wrong! He underestimated the fierceness of the villagers in Zhaozhuang!

At this moment, the villagers of Zhaozhuang saw that the bald head had just shown their weapons with his subordinates, not only did they not fear, but they stimulated their blood even more! In order to protect their own factory, they rushed to the bald head and his gangsters with a roar!

The bastard Zhao Qingmeng also happened to be in this wave of people, he saw the bald head and the others show their machetes, not only did he not have the slightest fear, but he even laughed and shouted: "Fuck, what a bunch of fools, what age, you still use machetes in fights, how can you have Lao Tzu's shovel!"

This guy turned the more than two-meter-long shovel wheel in his hand and slapped it on the head of a thug!

The thug was raising the knife in his hand and slashing at Zhao Qingmeng's chest, but the machete was not as long as an iron shovel, and before his machete could hit Zhao Qingmeng's chest, his head was slapped on the head by Zhao Qingmeng's head and bled out, and the blood suddenly flowed down his head, covering his eyes.

More than a dozen thugs quickly drowned in the sea of people from Zhaozhuang! In less than a minute, four or five of them collapsed, lying on the ground and screaming, it seemed that they had been repaired not lightly.

The bald head has just lived in Furong Town for a few years, the big frame is 369, the small frame is 458, and he has never seen such a fierce countryman!! Where are these honest peasant brothers, they are simply a gang of thugs!

"Everyone, get in the car, hit these bastards!" The bald man just waved the machete in his hand, struggled to open the two heads that smashed at him, and roared loudly in anger, and then ran towards a light truck!

In addition, those gangsters suddenly realized that if they continued to fight like this, they would soon be wiped out! For the sake of now, the only way to do this is to get on the car and break out! These guys turned around and ran towards the light truck!

How could the villagers of Zhaozhuang let them succeed? One by one, they bravely marched forward and chased after them. However, these dozen thugs not only fought well, but also ran away, and the villagers couldn't catch up with them for a while!

The first to climb into the car was the bald head, this guy didn't have time to take a breath, unscrewed the key, started the car, and then rushed towards the Zhaozhuang villagers with a roar!

Now this guy is highly nervous, he can't take care of anything, as long as he can run out, he will not hesitate to kill a few people!

Although the villagers of Zhaozhuang are strong, but after all, they are all flesh and blood, where can they withstand the roaring car, they dodge one after another, but Rao is so, there are still a few villagers who were hit by the crazy car and flew out, falling to the ground like a broken sandbag, with blood in their noses and mouths, and they were extremely seriously injured!

"Get out of the way, everyone, get out of the way!"

Zhao Bingwu saw that some of the villagers were hit by a car, and hurriedly shouted anxiously.

There is no need for him to shout, the villagers are already dodging, more than a dozen gangsters took this opportunity to all climb onto the light truck, and even a few guys who were put to the ground by the villagers just now were pulled to the car by their companions!

"Fuck! Kill these bastards for me! Damn, dare to go against Lao Tzu, if Lao Tzu doesn't kill you, Lao Tzu won't be called bald!"

The bald head just swirled the steering wheel in his hand at a rapid pace, and scolded furiously. Under his leadership, more than a dozen thugs drove the villagers around in a car, like a tiger driving a flock of sheep.

Some of the villagers climbed to a high place and wanted to smash the gangsters' cars with stones, but the wicker weaving factory was not a stone factory, it was clean and slippery, and there were any stones there.

Just when the bald head just drove a light truck, showing off his might and wreaking havoc among the villagers, a deafening whistle suddenly came from outside the gate of the wicker weaving factory, and when I heard the loud horn, I knew that a large car was coming!

A tall dump king roared and rushed in from outside the gate!

Zhao Changshu has finally arrived!

Zhao Changshu sat in the cab of the dump king, and as soon as he entered the yard, he saw more than a dozen light trucks, rampage through the crowd in Zhaozhuang, as if entering a no-man's land, many villagers in Zhaozhuang had been knocked to the ground by them and couldn't get up.

Zhao Changlan's originally restless heart suddenly burst into anger! Stepping on the clutch, shifting gears, and increasing the gas pedal, the dump king roared, like a giant, and went straight to the gangster's light truck!

Just now, the majestic and invincible light truck arrived in front of the huge dump king, without the slightest advantage, as if a three-year-old child was standing in front of an adult! Presumably the leg was also broken, and blood flowed out of the cab.

The bald head just saw that things were not good, and he couldn't take care of anything, so he wanted to run away while driving a light truck, but Zhao Changshu took a step ahead and blocked the dump king at the gate, and they couldn't run if they wanted to!

Zhao Changshu retreated smoothly, just banged the accelerator, and looked condescendingly at the bald head Gang hiding in the light truck in the cab.

As soon as the bald head saw it, he couldn't run, he couldn't run, he couldn't fight, he jumped out of the light truck, walked straight to the dump king, and shouted at Zhao Changshu in the cab with both hands: "Boy, there is a kind of going out to fight with grandpa, what kind of hero is a hero if there are more people and fewer people bully!"

He wanted to catch Zhao Changlan with words, but as soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Qingmeng, who was hiding next to him, suddenly jumped out of the oblique stab, raised the shovel in his hand and slapped it on his head, and scolded and scolded: "Fuck! Go back to your hometown and pick your mother!"

After Zhao Changlan came, Zhao Bingwu had already led the villagers to hide to the side to treat the injured villagers. The bald head just put all his attention on Zhao Changlan in the self-unloading king, who would have thought that Zhao Qingmeng would suddenly rush out!

The bald head just felt a sudden heat on the top of his head, he touched the bright bald head with his hand, his hands were full of blood, and then his head was confused, and he fell to the ground and didn't know who was there!

When the rest of the gangsters saw that the boss was finished, they couldn't help but lose their anger, and they hid in the car one by one and didn't dare to come out or drive away.

Zhao Changshu turned off the engine and got out of the car, and shouted at the gangsters in the light truck: "Get the fuck out of me!"

More than a dozen thugs didn't dare to resist, and one by one they got out of the car with their heads bowed and their heads drooped, looking at Zhao Changshu with a fierce face in horror, not knowing how this guy would torture them.

Zhao Changshu didn't beat them again, but just said to Zhao Bingwu: "Tie up all the people who are not injured, and then call the police and call an ambulance." ”

The wicker weaving factory had thin rope for packaging, and Zhao Changshu took matters into his own hands and tied up the gangsters who were not injured with the villagers. Zhao Bingwu also took a few people to deal with the injured gangsters briefly.

The scuffle is over, you can't really watch these thugs die because of excessive blood loss, right?

After Zhao Changshu saw that the form here had stabilized, he was relieved not to get off the brick factory, he didn't dare to delay, and jumped on the dump king and galloped towards the brick factory.

The sworn brothers who went to the brick factory to make trouble were bald head Qiang and bald head Gang, known as bald head three. Zhao Changshu didn't catch up with the chaotic battle in the brick and tile factory, and when he arrived at the brick and tile factory, Tian Dahai and Xu Dalei had already led the villagers to control the gangsters who destroyed the factory.

Zhao Changshu drove the dump king into the brick factory, stopped, turned off the engine, jumped out of the car, and then looked at the mess in the place. I saw that the entire brick factory seemed to have just been looted by bandits, and there were broken bricks and tiles everywhere, machetes thrown everywhere, and pools of dark red blood.

Looks like there's been a terrible battle here!

More than 20 gangsters were forced into a corner by more than 100 villagers from Zhaozhuang, holding their heads in their hands one by one, squatting on the ground honestly, not even daring to say a big word. These guys were scared when they thought about the fierceness of the villagers just now. Where is Zhaozhuang a natural village, it is simply a den of bandits. At this time, they only had one thought in their hearts, damn, they would go to the city government in the future, and they couldn't come to Zhaozhuang!

"Director Zhao! The troublemakers have all been caught by us. ”

Xu Dalei saw Zhao Changshu coming, and hurriedly walked up to him and said. Tian Dahai also followed. Both of them were covered with colors, Xu Dalei was slashed on the arm, and he was wrapped in his shirt a few times, and the blood had already soaked the shirt. Tian Dahai added a bloody cut to his face, and the blood flowed, and he would have to leave a scar in the future.

"Are you seriously injured?" Zhao asked, taking a look at the injuries of the two of them.

"No, it's all flesh wounds, go to the hospital for stitches and stitches, just rest for a few days. What are we going to do with these bastards now?" Tian Dahai asked.

"Zhao Bingwu has called the police, and the police should be coming soon. Let the police deal with them. The injured were all prepared and immediately sent to the hospital for stitches. ”

Zhao Changlan spoke, walked among the villagers, and looked at everyone's injuries, although he understands traditional Chinese medicine and is good at using gold and silver needles, but he really can't do the work of stitches.

Zhao Changshu originally thought that the police would come after a while, but he didn't expect that this time the Furong Town Police Station would act quite quickly, and not long after he arrived at the brick factory, Chang Erkui led seven policemen to Zhaozhuang.