Hutong entrance.

The Ford Espaza stopped in place and waited for nearly twenty minutes.

"Huh!"

Liu Xiaojun glanced at his watch, then frowned, picked up the phone, and dialed it, but he didn't get through after calling three times.

"What's going on?" Fan Yong asked with a frown.

"That's not right!" Liu Xiaojun took the phone and thought for a while, and then said: "Let's go first, don't wait!"

"I said there's no need to come, you have to come,!" Fan Yong threw away the cigarette butt, then hung up the gear, and drove the winged tiger away.

The car drove forward along the cold street, and Liu Xiaojun sat in the passenger seat dragging his chin with his right hand, and then the more he thought about it, the more wrong it became.

“…… No, I have to call Uncle Tian!" Liu Xiaojun was silent for a long time, and suddenly picked up the phone and said.

"What's the matter, what are you calling him for?" Fan Yong asked puzzled.

"Smack!"

Liu Xiaojun didn't explain, he was about to dial Uncle Tian's mobile phone when he took the phone, and at this moment, Liu Xiaojun inadvertently looked at the rearview mirror, and then was stunned for a moment and replied: "Xiaoyong, you turn the corner!"

"Huh!"

When Fan Yong heard this, he immediately turned his head to look at the reversing mirror.

In the rear, a loaf of bread followed at great speed.

"!" Fan Yong hit the steering wheel, then turned directly to the right and plunged into the small street.

"Squeak!"

Facing a van to speed up, don't go directly to the front of the Wing Tiger car.

"!"

Fan Yong scolded, and then turned around to look for something.

"Whoa!"

The door of the van was pulled open, and the three people got out of the car, and the two in front and one behind them were directly blocked at the front and co-pilot doors!

"Bump into it!" Liu Xiaojun shouted with a glare.

"Bang!"

As soon as the words fell, one of the three people, holding the butt of a five-shot repeating gun, directly smashed the glass of the co-pilot, and then the barrel of the gun was inserted directly into the car.

Liu Xiaojun was stunned.

"Fuck your mother, the gun is really misfired!Don't move!" The middle-aged man with the gun shouted, and then said to Liu Xiaojun: "Throw out the phone and get out of the car!"

Fan Yong put his palm on the steering wheel and swallowed.

"Bring the phone, fuck you!" shouted the middle-aged man with the barrel of a gun poking Liu Xiaojun's head.

"Don't shout, here you go!" Liu Xiaojun paused, then frowned, and directly handed over the left hand holding the phone slowly!

"Come on, the door opens!" a guy slapped the window of the car he was driving and scolded, "Hurry up, fuck you!"

"Take the phone down for him!" said the middle-aged man to his companion.

"Huh!"

The companion reached out and grabbed Liu Xiaojun's mobile phone!

"Drive, Xiao Yong!" Liu Xiaojun roared angrily, and then grabbed the middle-aged gun barrel with his right hand!

"Smack!"

The middle-aged companion grabbed Liu Xiaojun's mobile phone and grabbed it hard!

"Huh!"

Liu Xiaojun carried the middle-aged gun barrel in his right hand and lifted it directly upward!

"Kang!"

After a single gunshot, the bullet was sprayed directly on the carport!

"Squeak!"

The Yihu tires rolled up to the ground and made a screeching friction sound, Fan Yong stepped on the accelerator to the end, lowered his head to control the steering wheel, and the body flew out directly!!

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the front of the Yihu smashed the rear bar of the bread and drilled out of the gap on the opposite sidewalk, and a large plastic shell on the ground was crushed by the tires and splashed everywhere!

"Fuck you!"

The middle-aged man held five consecutive shots in his hand, chased after each step, and only stopped after chasing nearly fifty meters.

……

Inside the Wing Tiger car.

"Huhu!" Fan Yong controlled the steering wheel, swallowing saliva continuously in his mouth, his pupils dilated, and he asked in obvious shock, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay!" Liu Xiaojun pointed out that blood oozed from the wound, and the entire palm was still relatively swollen.

"Damn B!" Fan Yong frowned and scolded: "It must be him!"

"Who is it?" asked Liu Xiaojun with a frown.

"Who do you say it will be?" Big brother, it was Du Ziteng who sent a text message and asked us to come! And he didn't explain it!" Fan Yong asked with a roar.

"Don't talk nonsense, it's impossible!" Liu Xiaojun replied without hesitation.

"Then let me ask you, why did those people ask for a phone call directly after smashing the car window!?" Fan Yong stared at the beads of his eyes and shouted: "Because you have a text message with him on the phone!"

"I'm telling you, it's impossible to !!," Liu Xiaojun roared back.

"What the fuck is impossible!? You tell me, how is it impossible?!Can we be sensible!Friend!" Fan Yong drove the car and scolded: "Your status in the Rong Mansion, don't you know yourself?! If there is no question from Du Ziteng in the conference room! If you continue to do it, who is the leader of the second generation, it's hard to fucking say! What are two carriages? You tell me, there are two carriages, and you can always maintain a pace and a speed to move forward! In the conference room, except for Brother Le, there is no one to help you speak! Is this a coincidence? Not taking sides?"

"Don't say it!," Liu Xiaojun gritted his teeth and scolded.

"A conference room! Du Ziteng directly blocked your back road! From his point of view, can you be angry in your heart? Big brother, be realistic! What he smashed was your three years of hard work! You just walked away in disgrace, can he support the bottom in his heart?! Isn't he afraid of your revenge?! Even if he is not afraid, the people standing in line behind him are not afraid?!" Fan Yong shouted excitedly: "Xiaojun! The hearts of people are separated from the belly! I never deliberately figure out who it is! But at least we have to look at everything objectively!"

"Fan Yong! I'll tell you again! This won't be Du Ziteng's doing! You think this because you left like this from Rongfu, and your heart is unbalanced!!" Liu Xiaojun pointed at Fan Yong and said: "Remember, this is provoking! Every word you just said is going to drill into the trap! You and I, even if we leave, we have to remember who once stood in the same tank with you to eat and drink water! Even if the gun really went off today, I lay down!" Before I died, I also called Uncle Tian and told him that this matter has nothing to do with Ziteng, understand?!"

Fan Yong gritted his teeth and said nothing!

……

The other end.

Lao Jiu wiped his palms and walked out of the garage, then looked at Hailong and said, "...... Is it done over there?"

"It's over!" the sea dragon replied.

"Fuck you! let them fight!" Lao Jiu touched his head and said: "My brother is dead, this matter is not over! Sooner or later, I will kill the Lin family's little B cubs one by one!"

"This time he has no chance to explain! The second generation is stunned, no matter which side Lin Jun hits, he will hurt himself!" Hailong shook his head and said: "Jiang Kun, this person!

"Poof!"

Inside the house, a young man stabbed Luo Bingxu in the leg with a knife, and then waved his hand and led people away.

Five minutes later, the sound of a police car rang out, and the garage door was kicked open.

Du Ziteng, Qingjie, and Luo Bingxu were lying on the ground, motionless.

……

Forty minutes later, the police station called up the surveillance video at the mouth of the alley, and the picture of Liu Xiaojun and Geng Hao sitting in the car was very clear.