080 blood debt and blood repayment

"Don't! Don't smash! Mao Yimiao shouted, but she could only watch the things in the store being smashed, but she was grabbed by Huang Mao's arm and couldn't move. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Sun Liang and Zhang Xiaole were not much better, they were both knocked to the ground along with Sun Qingfa, and the newcomer took a baseball bat and beat the three of them again.

At this time, there were already a lot of people outside the three-flavor yaki house.

"What's going on inside?"

"I don't know, someone smashed the store, it seems that they are here to seek revenge!"

"Those guys, they came to my store in the morning to make trouble, saying that they were collecting property fees, I don't know how Lao Zheng got such a group of people! I can't do this business anymore. ”

People watched and talked about the three floors inside and three layers outside, that is, no one called the police. Most of the people live in this vicinity, there are eight families and some of the beautiful star halls, and they don't dare to cause trouble.

While people were watching, six or seven vans suddenly came outside, and seven or eight people from each car stopped at the door of the Sanwei Yaki House.

"Dodge, dodge, all dodge!"

The people who got out of the car quickly pushed a passage through the crowd, each holding a metal water pipe in their hands.

People saw that the momentum of these people was more fierce than that of the inside, and they avoided it one after another. More than thirty people rushed into the three-flavor yaki house, leaving five or six people outside to maintain order.

"Don't watch if you have nothing to do, what should you do. Don't mess around here, get out of here! ”

"Don't take pictures, leave quickly!" The person who stayed outside to take the lead was none other than Brother Biao.

Although people were very interested in this scene, they were afraid of hurting the innocent, so they were driven away by Brother Biao.

The store was even more lively, loud noises, shouts of killing, and the sound of the collision of iron pipes and wooden sticks came from inside, and Brother Biao lit a cigarette and smoked slowly.

After a while, a black car drove over and stopped at the door of the Sanwei Yaki House, and Brother Biao hurriedly stepped forward.

"How's it going, is it over?" The person sitting in the back seat of the car was Mu Jianfeng.

"Brother Feng, it'll be fine soon!" Brother Biao said respectfully to Mu Jianfeng.

"Okay, I'll go first, what to say, what not to say, I don't have to explain, right?" Mu Jianfeng said coldly.

"Don't worry, Brother Feng, I understand!" Biao Ge nodded and said.

"Drive!" After Mu Jianfeng finished speaking, he closed the car door, and the black car drove away.

Brother Biao heard that the movement inside had stopped, so he pushed the door and entered the house.

"Third uncle, are you okay?" Brother Biao helped Sun Qingfa up.

"It's okay, Biaozi, my old bones aren't soft yet."

After the curly-haired uncle was helped up, Mao Yimiao hurriedly came over and took out a napkin to clean up the blood on his face.

Although Zhang Xiaole was beaten a few times, he did not reach the point, and he also stood up and helped Sun Liang up.

Huang Mao and his men basically fell to the ground in a vertical manner.

"Where's the yellow-haired kid?" The curly-haired uncle asked.

"Third uncle, let someone take you to the hospital first, I'll handle the matter here, I'll deal with the yellow hair, don't worry." After Biao Ge finished speaking, he arranged for a brother to help Sun Qingfa out, got into a van and went straight to the hospital.

"Brother Biao, I'm sorry Brother Biao, you can spare me." Huang Mao was driven to Biaoge by two of his subordinates.

"Huang Mao, you've been back to Binhai for so long, don't you come to me, don't you have me as a big brother in your eyes for a long time?"

"Brother Biao, no, I was looking for you, I heard that you went to work in Ma's company, and I thought you had washed your hands, so I didn't dare to disturb you." Huang Mao said.

"Okay, this is not the place to talk, let's take you to meet someone, there is an old friend who has missed you for a long time!" After speaking, Brother Biao left with yellow hair. As soon as the people who sang the song withdrew, the police car came, and Huang Mao's subordinates who were still lying in the three-flavor roast house were arrested, and Mao Yimiao and Zhang Xiaole were also called to the police station for questioning.

"Yellow Fur has been found! Okay, anywhere, where do you say go? Brother Biao said on the phone.

"Go to the beach!" After putting down the phone, Biao Ge said to the driver.

"Got it!"

The van went around the coastal city and drove along the riverside towards the seaside. The car drove outside a deserted village, leaving a few small dilapidated fishing boats on the dilapidated beach, and a small car parked at the entrance of the village.

"That's it!" Brother Biao pointed to the car after seeing the car and said.

The van stopped next to the car and jumped out of the car. Ye Long got out of the car.

"What about people?" Ye Long asked.

"In the back!" Brother Biao opened the trunk lid of the van and saw that Huang Mao was tied like a zongzi, with duct tape on his mouth, unable to speak.

"Huang Mao, when you betrayed your family, I won't care about you. But Mr. Ye is very worried about you, and he hasn't forgotten you for so many years. Biaoge pulled Huang Mao out of the car and threw him on the ground.

"Untie him!" Ye Long said.

Brother Biao thought that he had misheard, he was stunned for a moment, and seeing Ye Long's serious expression, he squatted down and untied the rope on Huang Mao's body.

"Brother Biao, please, spare me!" Huang Mao knew that he was likely to die.

"Huang Mao, knock me down, and you can go." Ye Long bowed down and said while tugging at the yellow-haired shirt.

"Soaring Song, is what he said true?" Huang Mao is not afraid of Ye Long, what he is afraid of is still Soaring Song.

"Mr. Ye is right, if he lets you go, you can go." Biao Ge said.

"Okay, then you're welcome!" Huang Mao has been used to fighting and killing outside in the past few years, so he usually takes his men to the gym to practice boxing, and the people who sing can't be provoked, but Ye Long is just a college student after all.

After Huang Mao got up, he brushed the folds on his body, stretched his limbs, and put on a fighting posture.

"Come on!" Ye Long said coldly.

Huang Mao didn't wait for Ye Long to finish speaking, kicked the ground with his heels, and rushed towards Ye Long with an arrow step, and when he was about to reach Ye Long, he flew up towards Ye Long's stomach. Ye Long dodged Huang Mao's flying legs in a flash.

Huang Mao didn't dare to stay, and quickly swung his leg back after landing, Ye Long took two steps back to avoid Huang Mao's second attack.

Huang Mao's two attacks failed, and the confidence in his heart was relieved a lot, but there was no way to retreat, only to be hard, and he rushed up again with a ruthless heart.

This time, Huang Mao did not use his legs, but used both hands, combining virtual and real, and a set of combination punches attacked Ye Long up and down, left and right respectively.

Ye Long didn't retreat or dodge this time, the center of gravity of his body sank slightly, and his hands opened Huang Mao's fists left and right.

After continuously defusing Huang Mao's attacks, it means that Huang Mao has exposed his frontal space in front of Ye Long. Ye Long didn't let go of this opportunity, and punched Huang Mao's heart. The power of Ye Long's fist, coupled with the inertia of Huang Mao's forward rush, was all released on Huang Mao's body.

After Huang Mao was hit by Ye Long's punch, the pain instantly spread from his chest to his whole body, Huang Mao felt salty in his mouth, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.