The tattooed youth rushed several times, but failed to break through the Beijing jeep's blockade, and the driver also saw that the bridgehead was about to arrive, and while galloping, he shouted at the tattooed youth behind him: "Brother Chun, the front is almost to the bridgehead......

"You have to catch up with him everywhere! Today, Lao Tzu has to chop him! ”

I brought more than a dozen motorcycles, more than 20 people, more than half of the motorcycles were lost, and my own people were injured and injured a few, and the two small trucks have not been stopped, when has the tattooed youth suffered such a loss?

"Brother Chun, that's not our place...... the rider reminded.

"It's closed!"

How can the tattooed young man listen to it, the * in his hand chopped on the body of the car again and again, but it had no effect, the Beijing jeep stuck the motorcycle behind him, but he was not in a hurry to go, and kept teasing the tattooed youth.

The anger in the tattooed young man's heart is getting stronger and stronger, where can he control anything else, he wants to surpass the Beijing Jeep, stop Wang Kun, and then pull Wang Kun out of the car, and chop Wang Kun with the * in his hand to dissipate his anger.

"Brother Kun, you resist, I'll hang up first, make a call." Qiao Bei squeaked in the headset, then dialed out the phone and shouted, "It's coming soon, are the things ready?" ”

"I've been waiting for a long time!" Zhang Zhiping answered on the phone.

"I have to catch him this time, remember, you don't show your face!"

"Landlord Qiao, you see, I've been holding back this breath for a few days."

"That's it!" Qiao Bei hung up the phone and shouted at the driver: "Hurry up, hurry up, we will win when we drive to the bridge!" ”

Where does the driver still use Qiao Bei to urge? I have long seen the scene in the rearview mirror, and the accelerator under my feet has been stepped on to the bottom, and I have never relaxed a little.

The distance of less than 500 meters makes Qiao Bei feel like the farthest road in the world.

Finally, the front of the car just passed the old canal bridge, and Qiao Bei hurriedly said: "Go over there...... Stop at the entrance of the alley on the right......"

"It's coming after you......" the driver said hurriedly.

"Afraid of what? This is the master's territory! As soon as Qiao Bei jumped over the bridge, the stone in his heart finally fell to the ground, and before the car stopped, Qiao Bei jumped out of the car, stumbling, and almost fell on his head.

Qiao Bei hurriedly stabilized, dialed Wang Kun's phone, and ran to the back of the car, shouting: "Prepare guys, let's do it!" ”

Nearly ten young men poured out from the darkness, dressed in black clothes and black pants, with a mountain bike rider's black scarf covering their faces, and followed Qiao Bei towards the direction of the bridge.

Wang Kun's Beijing jeep also ran over the bridge, and the road surface was wide.

The tattooed youth in the back jumped over Wang Kun's Beijing jeep, and the tattooed youth jumped out of the car.

The rider lifted the motorcycle and threw it off, and the horse car turned around directly, and the rider got off the car, and then slammed the accelerator with his right hand, and the motorcycle went straight to the front of the Beijing Jeep.

Boom!

The motorcycle collided head-on with the Beijing Jeep, and Wang Kun held on to the steering wheel and leaned on the strong bumper in front of him to stabilize the car, but the Jeep was forced to stop.

Wang Kun twisted his hand and turned off the headlights of the car.

By the faint light of the motorcycle that fell to the ground, the tattooed young man rushed up with *, pulled the car door, and was about to chop inside, but the blade was too long, and the blade slashed on the top edge of the car window, splashing sparks.

"...... I forgot to lock ......."

Wang Kun's left foot kicked out quickly, hitting the waist of the tattooed youth, and when the knife in the hand of the young man next to him fell, he quickly retracted it.

Taking advantage of the vacancy, the left hand quickly pulled the door in, closed the door, and closed the door lock.

The tattooed young man was furious, jumped up, rushed to the front of the jeep, and chopped the front windshield with two knives in his hand, cracking countless cracks in the front windshield, which remained in front of the car like spider webs.

Wang Kun was trapped in the car and couldn't get out, and several people who followed him kept stabbing through the window with steel pipes and pickaxes, Wang Kun blocked it, and his hand was stabbed several times.

The tattooed youth knife at the front of the car did not cut the windshield, and in anger, he stomped a few times with his foot, and the windshield was shocked out of the frame and recessed into a large piece.

"Whoosh......"

The tattooed young man had to take advantage of the situation to stomp down, and a large net flew in the dark, covering the tattooed young man's whole body, and a huge force applied the entire body of the tattooed young man from the front of the car to the ground, and then the big feet and wooden sticks that stepped on him smashed down without a head.

Several people on the other side were also covered by another long fishing net, and they were about to break free, but they had already smashed down with wooden sticks, and they didn't pick the landing point, but they were beaten wildly without a head.

"Collect the net! Hurry up! Qiao Bei didn't mask himself, in his later words, pretending to be masked all the time, just like walking in brocade at night, it was impossible to break it.

More than a dozen people wrapped the fishing net back with their hands and feet, and as the fishing net tightened more and more, several people who were covered in the net were wrapped in a strong knot and could not move at all.

In particular, the tattooed young man at the front of the car, after being covered by a large net falling from the sky, was beaten the most, and the fists and feet that fell on him were the heaviest.

", get out of the way!" Qiao Bei pushed everyone away, picked up a wooden stick, and slammed it down on the tattooed young man, smashing it and scolding:

"I'm going to let you beat me! Why don't you sell a dish, you also come to bully me, why don't you inquire about it, can you provoke your little master? Don't you know that the master has practiced netting skills on a desert island? I don't know if there are thousands of ways for the master to clean you up......"

It wasn't until he was exhausted from beating himself that Qiao Bei supported himself with a wooden stick, panting, and shouted at the people in Jingding who were wearing face towels: "Fellow countrymen, thank you for your righteousness and bravery, I will apply for the Good Citizen Award for righteousness and courage for you this time......"

"What a mess." Wang Kun in the car leaned on the window and shouted at Qiao Bei: "Hey, handsome guy, I'll leave first if I don't have anything to do?" ”

"Don't hurry away, this good man, I have to ask you to go to the yamen to be a witness......" Qiao Bei clenched his fists and shouted.

"Damn, I'm too lazy to pay attention to you!" Wang Kun reversed the car, turned the motorcycle on the ground, drove the car in front of Qiao Bei, and said with a smile: "I'll go first." ”

"Don't...... This battle has just been won, don't you stay and share the joy of victory? Qiao Bei threw the wooden stick in his hand, leaned on the body, and said with a cheap smile.

"Damn, Lao Tzu's license plate is fake, and the police will drag it back." Wang Kun scolded.

"Okay, I'll take the cucumber with me when I turn around, and I'll help you get through the eyes with my own hands!"

"Get out!" Wang Kun scolded with a smile, hung up, and walked away.

Qiao Bei waved his hand, watching the Beijing jeep gradually disappear into the darkness, and suddenly groaned: "The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a meteor; Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles; After the incident, the clothes are gone, and the merits and fame are hidden ......"

"Xiaobei, what are you muttering?" Zhu Mingming approached Qiao Bei and asked.

Qiao Bei was angry when he saw him: "Say you're the stupidest!" I didn't protect Lao Tzu at that time, so Lao Tzu was slapped by this tattooed birdman, not to mention, and kicked twice, I want to deduct your wages......"

"Won't you let the two of us take a sneaky video next to you? also repeatedly explained that it must be 360 degrees without dead ends......" Zhu Mingming's face was aggrieved: "It's only 2,000 yuan a month, you still have to deduct it, starve to death, I'll forget it......"

"You, and you, two, one deduct a thousand! Why can't I get some medical expenses? Qiao Bei pointed at Zhu Mingming and another person and scolded.

"This is a bit like Huang Shiren." Lu Weiwei, a big fat man with a covered face, leaned over and smiled.

"Get out, Lao Tzu should have peeled the skin that week a long time ago! It's because you're so good to you that you're in danger and suffer from this poisonous hand, why did you turn "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" upside down, have you ever seen Zhuge Liang ever beaten......"

Qiao Bei yelled at a group of people.

Zhu Mingming and another young man didn't dare to make a sound, Qiao Bei scolded a few words, and shouted: "You two hurry back and get the video right, if I see that the video does not fully show my protagonist's demeanor, I will deduct the money......"

"......" and the two collapsed.

Before Qiao Bei was about to scold, the masked Ma Hong leaned over and asked, "Xiaobei, what should I do now?" ”

"The small card containing the vegetables was brought back, the license plate was changed back, and the vegetables were quickly sorted, so I had to send them over quickly." After speaking, Qiao Bei hooked Fengzi's neck and said with a smile: "Fengzi stays to escort, what should others do." ”

"What about you?"

"Call the police, and then wait for the police to give me the award for bravery." Qiao Bei looked at the few people who were dying in the two fishing nets on the ground in the distance, and he was full of ambition.

"Hehe~Okay."

Everyone left one after another, Qiao Bei asked Fengzi to get a large cement brick, sat next to the tied sturdy tattooed young man, and dialed Ren Zhiguo's phone.

As soon as the phone was connected, Qiao Bei immediately cried: "Uncle Ren, help......"

"Xiaobei, what's wrong?" Ren Zhiguo was still asleep, and he was confused.

"I went to Dawang Town to pull vegetables, and on the way I was blocked by dozens of people carrying knives and guns......"

"What?" Ren Zhiguo sat up in shock when he heard this, and said hurriedly: "Xiaobei, where are you?" ”

"I fled all the way to the bridge, and the gang behind me kept chasing me, slashing and killing on the way...... I'm so scared, Uncle Ren, are you my relative? I don't care if I live or die? ”

"Really?" Ren Zhiguo heard Qiao Bei's braggadocio tone, and muttered in his stomach.

"Of course it's true! I've been slapped dozens of times, and I've been kicked in the stomach so much that S is about to come out, do I still have the heart to talk nonsense with you? Qiao Bei cried: "Uncle Ren, if you don't come again, I may not see you......"

"Xiaobei, don't be afraid, I'll call someone over immediately!" Ren Zhiguo didn't care about distinguishing whether the words that came out of Qiao Bei's mouth were true or false, hung up the phone, got up quickly, and called the staff on duty in the office.

The last time the father and son of the Fang family in Qiaotou were beaten and smashed, because Qiao Bei was involved, not only Ling Shan stared at the whole time, but even Kuang Wenbin asked from the side.

He didn't know that Ling Shan and Qiao Bei were sisters and brothers, and he didn't think about the relationship between the two, but he knew that Ling Shan's father was the deputy director of the Provincial Public Security Department, and that was enough.

What's more, there is also the two-layer relationship between Qiao Bei's father and Li Guohua.

The vegetable farmers at the Qiaotou vegetable wholesale point came over one after another, looking at Qiao Bei holding a flashlight in his hand, sitting on a large cement brick, and four or five people tied to the fishing net next to him, all of whom were full of question marks.

"Haven't you ever seen a wicked man caught with a fishing net?" Qiao Bei also ignored the surprised gazes of the vegetable farmers, and called Fang Dingfu's phone by himself: "Old Fang, I've got it all done here, don't disconnect me from there!" ”

"That won't be! I have already asked Jianlin to bring a few old guys who grow vegetables in the village over, and I have explained everything on the phone, and I will do as you say. ”

After going to pull vegetables in person for a few days in a row, Fang Dingfu is now completely convinced of Qiao Bei.

"That's it, the police are coming......"

"Okay."

"Xiaobei?" Two police cars rushed to the bridge, Ren Zhiguo came over in person, and he couldn't see where Qiao Bei was from a distance, so he had to shout.

"Uncle Ren, I'm here!" Qiao Bei spit on his fingers and pointed it in his eyes, then he got up and shook the flashlight in his hand at Ren Zhiguo.

"What's wrong, Xiaobei?" Ren Zhiguo coldly swept over the tattooed young man who was tied to a fishing net on the ground, stunned, and frowned: "What's going on?" ”

"A few of them chased me all the way to the bridge, beat and scolded me at the bridgehead, and cut me with *, fortunately, a few kind-hearted vegetable farmers saw that the road was uneven, and helped me subdue them, otherwise, Uncle Ren, I wouldn't be able to see you...... 55555……”

Qiao Beigan howled, his face was frightened, and even his body trembled slightly.

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