Early the next morning......

Hong Yong, who received the report from his subordinates, slapped Xiao Mi, who was still obsessed, under the bed, and drove to the riverside without even caring about tying the belt.

In Binjiang Park, the original exquisite and gorgeous two-story wooden building has become a ruin in an instant.

On the only slightly intact half of the broken wall, there was a line of blood-red bold letters.

- Don't ask me who I am, Shandong Sledgehammer. The crotch is big, the guts are fat, and I will do it several times in one night!

Looking at this crooked line of red letters, Hong Yong stood on the spot like a petrified person, every hair and pore on his body were trembling, the fire in his chest continued to swell and stagnate, and the bloodshot instantly crawled all over his eyes.

Like a wild beast on the verge of madness, he grabbed the hair of the horse boy beside him, and shouted at the ears of his younger brother: "Ah! What the hell is going on, ah! Yes? ”

Before he finished his sentence, his moon-white silk Tang shirt was soaked in a large patch of bright red on his left waist.

The wound that was mistakenly stabbed by his subordinates was not even cleared, and it burst open again with anger.

"Little bastard, I'm not done with you!" Hong Yong didn't care about his bursting wounds, and roared like an African hippopotamus that was in estrus but couldn't find a mate.

……

"Bastard, I'm not done with you."

Last night, he was temporarily transferred to a job and worked as a demolition worker for half the night, but Bai Huang didn't feel poor at all. On the contrary, on the way to Hongyong Logistics Company, he hummed a little song very energetically.

He just staggered by Hong Yong on Yanjiang Avenue, and Hong Fatman's Bentley Mulsanne was too eye-catching.

Well, I don't know what kind of evaluation this fat man will make after seeing that calligraphy.

Coming to the outside of Jiangshan Fenghua, Bai Huang found a blind spot for monitoring, and pulled the car to the side of the road, which was a Volkswagen Passat borrowed from Yu Debao, the most ordinary sedan chair. After stopping the car, he opened a crack in the door and put down three rats that he had forcibly controlled, as well as a gray civet flower with a tiger's head and a tiger's brain.

What a harmonious and loving scene, a real-life version of Tom and Jack! And after they are used up, these mice can also be used as cat food, which is really environmentally friendly, low-carbon, and sustainable.

Bai Huang grinned, and even with the cat, he also showed an extremely humane and sinister smile.

Then he closed the car door, held his breath, and entered the deep stage of wild communication.

The back of the mouse is white * powder, adding up to more than 300 grams, and the back of the gray civet flower is tied with two brand-new 92 style.

When I got these things early in the morning, I was taken aback as a Bai Huang Ability.

Looking at Yu Debao's gaze again, it has become a question of "you old boy is really a bandit".

Then he couldn't put it down and put on plastic gloves, rubbed the two brand-new 92 for a long time, and sighed reluctantly: "If this is how good I am, it is too convenient and deterrent to kill people and goods!" ”

Yu Debao suddenly had a constipated expression on his face.

……

Yao Yao controlled the four subordinates, and after easily climbing over the wall and crossing the house, Bai Huang commanded the gray civet flower and stuffed Bai * Fan and the pistol under the bed.

Through the feedback of wild communication, he found that although there were things like safes in the room, he didn't know the password, so he could only give up.

But even if it's hidden under the bed, it can still be a blame.

Anyway, in addition to Bai Huang, Yu Debao is also acting at the same time, as two nouveau riche who don't like each other, they don't have too much black material on hand. It's just that one person has a good reputation, and the other is a recognized bastard, which also makes Bai Huang's seemingly naïve plan to marry the devil very feasible.

In other words, white * powder and pistols are just an introduction.

An indispensable introduction for Yu Debao.

It didn't take a quarter of an hour to complete the task lightly and skillfully, Bai Huang continued to drive forward, walked straight along the river avenue, and after a short time, he arrived at the station of Hong Yong's convoy.

In the yard the size of half a football field, there are no less than 20 trucks parked, all of which are Jiefang Aowei dump trucks. The carriage has been filled with goods, which is one of the specialties of Xijiang City, phosphate rock, which can be seen to have just been watered, and water droplets are still dripping on both sides of the carriage, and the ground is full of watermarks.

Bai Huang originally planned to get closer, take a closer look and make arrangements.

But before his tattered Passat approached, he was stopped by two fierce-looking men, just looking at the stubble on their heads, and the kind of oppression that ordinary gangsters would never have, only on the faces of the felons in Aksu Prison in Xinjiang, they would occasionally see the sense of oppression, and they knew that the two were by no means good.

And the waist of the two, the stretch that sticks out, is clearly a soft steel telescopic slinger.

belongs to the kind of goods that can be broken and opened immediately with a stick on the face......

"What, this is a private place! Do you drill a jb drill? ”

The big man on the left condescendingly has a pair of bull's eyes, and at the same time, his hands are on his waist.

It seems that as long as Bai Huang is a little unconvinced, he will pull out his throwing stick and slash it over.

Although this level of threat was not much more deterrent to Bai Huang than a mosquito bite, a certain druid nodded his head and quickly reversed and left.

Looking at Bai Huang's back as he hurriedly played the steering wheel and fled in the wilderness, the two big men suddenly burst into a burst of laughter like a cannon battle.

Bai Huang sat in the car, also smiling strangely.

If you want to fight and make trouble, these two stupid big guys are really not enough to watch.

It's just that his goal this time is not to beat up Hong Fatzi's subordinates, and then let them go back crying and go to their parents.

With so many liberation cards in front of him, where does Bai Huang still have the heart to find trouble with those rough people.

Pulling over to the side of the road fifty meters away, Bai Huang got out of the car carrying a snakeskin woven bag.

You don't have to open the bag, just listen to the sound, and you know it's a rat again.

Bai Huang has recently become more and more affectionate towards these rodent animals, which is easy to take, easy to use, and very low-carbon and environmentally friendly. After using it, whether it is thrown to a cat, or thrown next to an ant's nest, it can also be used and exchanged for some natural power, which is really a must-have for a druid's home trip.

Open the bag, throw the rats through the courtyard wall, and then control them one by one, and get from the chassis to the vicinity of the engine.

The vague perception of wild communication made this car blind can't help but "hiss", and while gasping for air, he grinned happily: "Damn, so many lines!" You don't have to pick and choose later, just bite it! ”

After doing all this, Bai Huang carried the woven bag again and drove straight back to Yu Debao.

"Done?"

Looking at Bai Huang, whose face was full of joy, Big Boss Yu muttered vigorously in his heart.

This kid said that he could paralyze Hong Yong's convoy?

But when he filtered through the three indiscriminate methods he was familiar with in his mind, he still couldn't guess what tricks Bai Huang used, so when he saw him come back at this time, he couldn't help but ask again.

"That's it." Bai Huang thought about it seriously, and then nodded very affirmatively: "Don't worry, as long as there is no accident this time, you will definitely be able to kill Hong Fatman." ”

Yu Debao almost choked to death with a mouthful of spit.

After a violent cough, he first corrected Bai Huang's words: "It's 'we' or 'yourself'!" The idea is yours, and it's you who does it, why did it become that I want to kill Hong Fatty? ”

"Why are you so careful? I don't have the bearing of a big boss! Bai Huang rolled his eyes, and then pulled him away: "Don't block, let me see if their convoy has started, if it doesn't start, you won't be able to kill Hong Fat Man today." ”

There was a rat with a GPS tracker strapped to it.

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