Chapter 102 Cool Western Suburbs Moon

The western suburbs are far from the center of Qingzhou. After more than an hour's drive, the apple orchards contracted by the surrounding villagers in the past few years have long since closed down, and even the fields with reclamation are barren, and the half-human-high weeds are far in sight, 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 80s, the city built a small grain station here, with two or three warehouses, which was convenient for the surrounding villagers to sell grain. In 88, after the unified planning of the Qingzhou Municipal Party Committee and Municipal Government, a new grain station was built on Qingshui South Road, and this one in the western suburbs was abandoned, which seems to prove the existence of the curse once again. For many years, no one paid attention to it, demolished and stolen, and only one large warehouse remained. Except for the ceiling which is full of holes, everything else is fine.

Tonight, the moon bends like a hook, and two vans speed over from a distance, and the dust raised is raised high behind the body, like a giant snake drilling out of the ground, looking strange and inexplicable 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 2000W high-power searchlights are placed on both sides, and the bright light of the intersection illuminates the empty warehouse 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, you are very punctual, you arrived as soon as my brother came."

Zhao Jianjun walked over with a sneer and stopped at a safe distance of three meters. His men were huddled behind him, their eyes like torches. stared at Brother Ming's gang, and 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 turned his knife horizontally, 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, there should also be gangsters with similar positions on Brother Ming's side to answer, and the two sides scolded for a while, and the momentum was sufficient, and the bosses began to negotiate, which is the first salute and then the soldier on the road.

Of course, this "courtesy" is not politeness, but rudeness!

Unexpectedly, Brother Ming actually went into battle in person, coughed, and said, "Brother Jun, do you mean not to talk about it?" ”

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

That's where the need for a press spokesman comes in, you quarrel with him, lose your identity; Don't be noisy. Lost 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 think that we are as innocent as him, isn't Brother Ming?" ”

Brother Ming smiled slightly, and just as he wanted to speak, 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! ”…,

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

These words are naturally in and out of the left ear and out of the right ear, negotiating, not intimidating, not ruthless. If you don't show the 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, and I am 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?" MB's, my head is full of, and MB is empty-handed! ”

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

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

Geng Chao, who had been blocked in the crowd, took out the walkie-talkie and said, "Target confirmation, 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 the disguised public security officers on his side all took out their guns: "Public security, don't move!" ”

Fang Cai is still bare-handed and not being put in the eyes of the gangsters. In the blink of an eye, he took out such an epoch-making weapon, MB'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. Some thugs who ran out of it thought they had escaped, but unexpectedly, there were already public security waiting at the door. Come out and hold one by one, come out with two and hold a pair, catch turtles in the urn, and use 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, turned around, raised his head, looked at the warmth on the mound, and shouted excitedly: "The lights are on!" ”

The dilapidated grain station was crawling quietly on the wasteland like a monster, and suddenly the lights were blazing, and the strong light was 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 for 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 was handcuffed, and his face was blue. Obviously, he 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, walked behind Wen Liang, 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, and suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, and said: "MB's Lao Tzu really regrets not listening to his brother earlier, and directly talked about it, what do you hope 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 a complete psychopath, crazy and crazy, I 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 heavy blow was clean and neat, and in the eyes of outsiders, it seemed that Wen Forgiveness had hit Zhao Jianjun, who was one hundred and forty or fifty pounds, into the air with just one elbow and fell 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? A lot of words" Wen Liang was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and kicked him in the lower abdomen again, and his eyes 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 Forgiveness, fell to the ground and twitched, with blood on 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! ……，