… As far away from the center of Qingzhou, a short drive of more than an hour, the apple orchard contracted by the ten villagers has long since closed down, and even the fields with reclamation are barren, and the half-human-high weeds are not visible at a glance, looking very desolate. It is said that this place used to be an ancient battlefield, the feng shui was not good, it was cursed, and it was impossible to do anything. At night, the wind roars, and at certain moments, you can hear the neighing of war horses and the sound of drums, which is indescribably eerie and terrifying, not to mention at night, even during the day, few people come here.

In the year of the field, the city built a small grain station here, with two or three warehouses, which was convenient for the surrounding villagers to sell grain. After the unified planning of the Qingzhou Municipal Party Committee and Municipal Government, a new one was built on Qingshui South Road. The grain station, which was abandoned in the western suburbs, seemed to prove once again the existence of that curse. Over the years, no one has paid attention, demolished and stolen. Only one large storeroom remains, and apart from the fact that the ceiling is full of holes, everything else is fine.

Tonight, the moon bent like a hook, and two vans sped over from a distance, and the dust raised was raised high behind the car, like a giant snake burrowing out of the ground, looking strange in the cold moonlight. The van rushed into the broken courtyard wall and stopped in the middle of the overgrown courtyard, and more than 20 thugs jumped out of the car and scattered around the car, the one-foot-long machete in his hand flashed, and in an instant the entire grain station became murderous.

Zhao Jianjun took a puff of cigarette, threw it on the ground and stepped on it twice, waved his hand and led a group of people to the big warehouse.

The night moon, the wilderness, the broken courtyard, the hideous face, and the shiny knife are as textured as the movie picture, but they are countless times more cruel than the movie.

The two thugs took a few steps forward and pushed open the door, and the blinding light immediately blinded everyone. Two powerful searchlights were placed on either side, and the bright light of the intersection illuminated the empty storeroom as if it were day.

Brother Ming stood in the middle, surrounded by more than a dozen people, with no weapons in his hands.

"Brother Jun, Liling is punctual, you will be here when the brother network comes

Zhao Jianjun walked over with a sneer and stopped at a full distance of three meters away. His subordinates were crowded behind him, their eyes were like torches, staring at Brother Ming's gang, and they immediately rushed up to do something wrong.

"What are you doing, my eldest brother knows who you are?". A man with a red birthmark on his chin pointed at Brother Ming's nose and scolded. If Wen Liang is here, he will definitely be able to recognize that this guy jumped out first to scold people on the night he met Tan Xue. Two times before and after, fully indicating that he should be the spokesman and other positions in this circle.

At this time, Brother Ming's side should also have gangsters with similar positions to answer the call, the two sides scolded for a while, and the momentum was sufficient, and the bosses began to negotiate, this is the first salute and then the soldier on the road.

Of course, this "courtesy" is not politeness, but rudeness! To the surprise of Yizhou, Brother Ming actually went into battle in person, coughed, and said, "Brother Jun, do you mean not to talk about it?" ”

"Talk about you Peng, Lao Tzu is opening a good shop, if you dare to send someone to make trouble, just wait for your family to collect the body. Talk? Talk"

That's where the need for a press spokesman comes in, you quarrel with him, lose your identity; Don't make noise, you lose face again. In a dilemma, Brother Ming's momentum has greatly decreased.

Zhao Jianjun raised his hand to stop the birthmark man from continuing to scold, and said: "How many times have I told you, don't swear at every turn, let Brother Ming see it and think that we are as unfamiliar as him, isn't it Mingzhi?"

Brother Ming smiled slightly, and wanted to speak, but Zhao Jianjun spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm, which landed on his collar, and said disdainfully: "You also deserve to shout Brother Sheng?" I just came out of An Laojiu's hand not long ago, but after being the boss for three months, I dared to come and smash my field after taking the wrong medicine? I'm too lazy to bother with a commodity like you, now I kneel down and kowtow three times, cut off three fingers, and take out another 500,000 yuan to treat my brother's injuries, for the sake of An Laojiu's face, I can spare your life. Otherwise, hum "Sue you, I want the game hall under your name, and I want your life!" ”

The voice fell, and all the machetes of the group of gangsters behind him lit up, and more than 20 cold lights were dazzling, not to mention the combat effectiveness, in terms of aura alone, flies could not fly within three feet.

These words Brother Ming naturally went in and out of his left ear and out of his right ear, negotiating, not intimidating, not being ruthless, not showing his knife, where is the atmosphere of negotiation? He took out a tissue to wipe the dirt off his collar and smiled, "That's not to talk about?" ”

Zhao Jianjun laughed, and his fingers gently stroked the blade: "Brother, I have more than you." I'm more ruthless than you, equipment, ha, Lao Tzu is all standard machetes, just these dozen or so goods that don't even bring bricks, why are you talking to me? ”,

A group of subordinates laughed, and the birthmark man scolded: "Do you think this is still collecting protection money at the gate of the elementary school, and you can support the scene with a dozen people?" Peng's, my brain is full of. Karate! ”

Brother Ming smiled unnaturally, turned his head, and said in a low voice, "It's almost time, right?" ”

A person next to him also lowered his voice and said, "Seven people." Confirm them all. ”

Geng Chao, who had been blocked in the crowd, took out the walkie-talkie. "Target confirmed, action".

Zhao Jianjun sensed that something was wrong and shouted: "Cut him!"

His subordinates screamed and brandished machetes and rushed over, Brother Ming hurriedly took a few steps back, and all the disguised public security officers on his side took out their guns: "Public security." Don't move! ”

Fang Cai was still bare-handed and did not be put in the eyes of the gangsters, and in the blink of an eye, he took out such an epoch-making weapon, Peng's is simply cheating! The situation reversed in an instant, the crackling machete fell to the ground, a group of people fled in all directions, and more than a dozen public security officers stared at Zhao Jianjun and his seven hardcore brothers in pairs, rubbing their bodies and pounced.

"Action".

Liu Tianlai stood in the middle of the courtyard, heard the action confirmation from the walkie-talkie, and immediately gave the same order. The shrill siren sounded outside the warehouse, and the huge beam of searchlight shot directly from the roof of the police car, illuminating the door of the warehouse clearly. There are gangsters who ran out of it thinking that they had escaped, but unexpectedly, there were already public security waiting at the door, coming out one and holding one, coming out two and holding a pair, catching turtles in the urn, and using a movie name to call: No one is missing!

Zhao Jianjun knew that he had fallen into a trap, which aroused the blood in his heart, and the other subordinates had already hugged their heads and ran away, and only seven people were still standing by his side. A cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Rush to the door, run out one by one, go!" ”

Eight people brandished knives, and even their own brothers who blocked the way were cut down with a knife, and from time to time they heard the miserable cries of others. Finally rushed to the door, dozens of police officers squatted or stood in a semicircle, and the black muzzles firmly blocked the exit. Liu Tianlai parted the crowd, took a step forward, and said in a deep voice: "Zhao Jianjun, you can't run, surrender!" ”

A few hundred meters northwest of the grain station, a black Santana stopped next to a small mound of dirt. The young man in the black trench coat stood on the mound, his hands behind his back, his deep eyes staring into the distance, the wind blowing the corners of his clothes and floating back, his slender figure was as cold as a knife in the moonlight. Tan Yu, who had a white cloth around his neck, forgot about the pain in his arm and turned around. Raising his head, he looked at the warmth on the mound, and excitedly shouted, "The light is on."

The dilapidated grain station was crawling quietly on the wasteland like a monster, and suddenly the lights worked, and the strong light transmitted from the courtyard and spread to a hundred meters away, like a rising star, illuminating the whole world.

Half an hour later, more than a dozen police cars lined up to drive drugs to Qingzhou, and the last car turned a corner and quickly stopped next to Santana. Geng Chao and two young men jumped down from the back seat with Zhao Jianjun in their arms, kicked him in the buttocks, and said, "Be honest! ”

Zhao Jianjun wore the wrong hand, his face was blue, and he obviously suffered a lot in the arrest just now. After receiving this kick, he staggered and almost fell to the ground, his neck was stalked, and his eyes were full of resentment.

Liu Tianlai extinguished the fire, hurt Wen Liang's body, and said in a low voice: "People brought it." ”

Wen Liang turned around, looked down at Zhao Jianjun at his feet, and said coldly: "Do you still recognize him?"

Following the direction of his finger, Zhao Jianjun saw Tan Yu hanging his arm, frowned and thought about it, and exclaimed, "It's you?" ”

Tan Yu was still a child after all, and he was a little scared in his heart. In order to give himself courage, his chest was straightened, and his voice was raised so loudly: "Yes, it's me!" Today I want to avenge my sister and myself! ”

Zhao Jianjun seemed to understand something. Suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, and said: "Peng's Laozi really regrets that he didn't listen to his brother earlier, and just talked about it, what do you want to take your time?" Boy, don't be complacent, Lao Tzu's case can't die yet, he will always come to you and talk to your sister. If you don't cripple Tan Xue's whole body, I'll have your surname! ”

dared to say such things in front of the police, it can be seen that calling Zhao Jianjun a mad dog on the road is really to the point. This man is completely insane, initiating madness, I really don't know what to do!

Tan Yu's face turned pale, and he couldn't say a word. Wen Liang walked down the mound, smiled coldly, made a mistake between his feet, twisted his hip and swung his elbow, and hit Zhao Jianjun in the face hard. Zhao Jianjun only felt a sharp pain on his face, a strong surge, his body involuntarily fell to the side, his heels were tripped by Wen Forgiveness, and he suddenly stood unsteadily, and fell to the ground with a bang.

This blow was clean and neat, and it was seen in the eyes of outsiders. It seems that Wen Liang just elbowed Zhao Jianjun, who was one hundred and forty or fifty pounds, flew into the air. Fall to the ground.

"Good!"

The two young people cheered, they had participated in the operation to arrest Bai Huan that night, the last time they saw Wen Yu, they only thought he was a certain noble son, but they didn't expect that his skills were so sharp.

"Zhao Jianjun, when you were powerful, you didn't think about today, right?" Wen Liang was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and kicked him in the lower abdomen again, and motioned for Tan Yu to come over and do it.

Tan Yu pulled out a steel pipe from Santana, held it tightly with his right hand, gritted his teeth tightly, and hesitated to make a move. Zhao Jianjun was dizzy from being beaten by Wen Xiang, fell to the ground and convulsed, with blood at the corners of his mouth, his face was hideous, and he muttered in a low voice: "Wait, as long as I don't die"

Tan Yu remembered his threatening words just now, a trace of determination flashed on his pale face, and the steel pipe was raised high and fell heavily!