598 The Death of Wenbo
The two poles with a total of more than a dozen people were surrounded by security guards and battlefield workers, and the scene was about to erupt.
This time he was confused and changed to a second pole, he just wanted to break his head and didn't understand it, his plan didn't carry out anything, and he was going to fight with other people's battlefield security......
The second pole was in the stage of not knowing what to do, and Wen Bo walked out of the office area on the second floor of the small under the support of Tian Jing and others.
At the same time that the second pole saw Tian Jing, Tian Jing naturally also saw him.
Knowing that the second pole was Zheng Mei's person, Tian Jing's face sank when he saw him, and he walked forward quickly, frowned and asked, "Why are you running here on horseback?" ”
The second pole glanced at Tian Jing and ignored him. Lifting his pants that had slipped down slightly, he walked over to Wember.
"Mr. Guo is talking to you, you should fart, right?"
Wen Bo didn't even look at him, and planned to bypass him to the place where he parked.
"Hey!"
The second pole was about to say something, but Tian Jing, who had ignored it before, grabbed the collar and dragged him in front of him, and raised his hand to scrape it with a big ear!
"Smack!"
This one mouth went down, and five bright red finger prints immediately appeared on the face of the second pole, and he just wanted to open his mouth, but Tian Jing's big hand picked up again.
"Smack!"
Two slaps were thrown at the second pole, and the second pole blushed, half of which was beaten and half of which was angry and ashamed.
The two poles who were really angry couldn't stand it anymore, and shouted at the top of their voices: "NM!" Xiao Wu chop him for me! ”
Although the second pole is not a combat-type player, Xiao Wu under his command is indeed quite good, and when he heard this, he took out a can't knife from the snakeskin bag and slashed it at Tian Jing.
Seeing Xiao Wu move, as soon as the horse boy lifted the snakeskin bag to the ground and poured it down, he took all kinds of guys and waved it.
Although it is said that this is at the gate of the battlefield, whether it is the right time and place or the right people, Tian Jing's side should have the advantage.
But even if there are many disputes, it is impossible for the backbone of the battlefield who are not short of guys to carry the guys with them, they came out to send Wenbo, and they didn't expect to fight with the second pole at the gate of their house.
And the second pole, who was prepared, caught Tian Jing and the others off guard. There are indeed ruthless people who grab the white blade empty-handed, but they are not common, and it is really not advantageous to let the backbone of the battlefield fight with the second pole and others with their bare hands.
"NM! Come on, you try to slap Lao Tzu in the mouth again! He also took the second pole of the Kan knife, his eyes were red, and he pointed to Tian Jing, who was being chased and cut by three or four people, and shouted.
Originally, several backbone of the battlefield who still had the heart to protect Wenbo hid when they saw the two-pole horse boy carrying a knife, and they were busy parrying, and they couldn't protect it at once.
As Wenbo's driver, although Lao Yu, a retired driver of the army non-commissioned officer, is over half a hundred years old, but fortunately, his fighting skills have not been fully forgotten, and he also knocked down two two-pole horses with his fists.
The situation in front of him seems to have the advantage of two poles, and the people on the battlefield can only resist tiredly, but in fact, this can only be regarded as a flash in the pan. After all, this is on the battlefield, and the battlefield is often engaged in battles, so naturally there are also a group of soldiers. From the start of the two sides, the movement is not small, and the group of fighters will only be able to carry the guy into the battlefield in two minutes at most, and the advantage that the two poles now occupy will immediately collapse on the spot!
But at this moment, a short young man who had been standing still in the middle of the two-pole horse boy moved.
The short young man put his hand in the pocket of his stomach with his head planted, and walked towards Wen Bo while everyone was staring at the battle situation, and even the driver Lao Yu, who was working with three people at the same time, did not notice such an inconspicuous existence as the short young man.
Different from other little bastards who wear bells and whistles, the short young man in black clothes and black pants looks ordinary, and belongs to the characters who can't be found in the pile.
It is precisely because of his appearance that Lao Yu, who was originally vigilant, selectively ignored him.
And it was this selective neglect that became the fatal mistake made by Lao Yu!
When the short young man was only two steps away from Wen Bo, who was constantly retreating, Lao Yu finally noticed him, and immediately clenched his fists and shouted, "Get out!" ”
While Lao Yu scolded the short young man, the three horses surrounding him saw the opportunity and handed out the knives in their hands one by one. Lao Yu had no choice but to turn his head to parry the three of them.
The short young man walked unhurriedly at his feet, until he was no more than half an arm's length from a grown man, and he pulled out the small pouch in his hand.
Cold sweat had already broken out on Wen Bo's forehead, he was not a bastard and had no fighting experience at all, and he was already sixty-two this year, so he must have no chance of winning against the short young man with a small hand.
"Young people, don't make a mistake about yourself."
Wenbo gave a warning and took several steps back, raising his handbag high in the air in an attempt to fend off.
"Huh!"
The short young man sneered and suddenly accelerated! Swift and swift like a predatory cheetah, tiptoe to the ground, leaping. Grabbing the collar of Wenbo's shirt and pulling it back, Wenbo saw the handpiece in the short young man's hand stabbing at him, and quickly put the bag in his hand on his chest.
"Poof!"
It's a pity that Wenbo underestimated the sharpness of the handbag in the short young man's hand, and the leather bag in Wenbo's hand did not provide him with any resistance effect.
The razor-sharp squeezes pierced his purse and pierced his skin.
"Uh......"
Wen Bo's cheeks, which were already full of vicissitudes, were wrinkled, and his eyes were bulging outward.
"Brother Yong!"
Lao Yu shouted, but unfortunately the scene was too noisy, his voice was instantly drowned out in the crowd, and he punched the short young man's shoulder.
The short young man staggered under the feet of Lao Yu's punch and took half a step back, but it was only half a step back!
He ignored Lao Yu's fist and stabbed the small piece in his hand towards Wen Bo's chest again.
"Poof!"
"Poof!"
"Poof!"
Three more stabs in succession, and the corners of Wenbo's mouth and nostrils were bleeding outward almost at the same time.
"Bang!"
"Bang dang!"
The driver knocked down the short young man heavily, and hurriedly picked up Wen Bo, who was about to fall to the ground, and let out a heart-rending roar: "Brother Yong! Brother Yong! ”
No one noticed the previous shouts, but these two roars with sadness were quickly noticed by everyone, and the two warring sides turned their heads to look at Lao Yu, who was half-kneeling on the ground.
"Uh... Uh..."
Wen Bo in Lao Yu's arms, his pupils had gradually dilated, and the whites of his eyes had gradually spread, and his mouth was slightly open to say something, but he couldn't say anything anymore.
Even at the moment of death, Wen Bo was still holding the leather bag with Tian Jing's equity transfer contract in his hand.