Luo Wenzong didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the fat gourd, and he didn't even know if he heard his call, and he was worried, but he still said casually: "Yes, it's been seven or eight years, I didn't expect you to think of me." ”

"Hehe, of course."

The fat boy narrowed his eyes, and the smoke dispersed in front of him.

Luo Wenzong swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "Fat boy, are you going to deal with a guy named Ye Xiaofei?" ”

"Oh? You already know? ”

Luo Wenzong forced himself to calm down and said: "I know someone from the police station, and I seem to have heard that you had a holiday with that Ye Xiaofei last night, so I guessed so." ”

Luo Wenzong must find a way to fool the fat boy as soon as possible at this time.

Unexpectedly, the fat boy didn't eat his own set at all, but sneered and asked, "What, you are very familiar with that Ye Xiaofei?" ”

"Hehe, generally."

Luo Wenzong is not good at acting, in order to hide the uneasiness in his heart, he hurriedly changed the topic and said: "After you called me this morning, I helped you check his location, and now he is on the Gem Mountain, if you want to deal with him, I will take you there now." ”

"Hehe, no, Lao Luo, why are you in such a hurry."

The fat boy finished the last puff of the cigarette, pressed it on the bandage, and snuffed out the cigarette butt, "Lao Luo, since you know each other, this matter is relatively easy to do." Let's go, let's go somewhere first. ”

"Where?"

"Let's go, I'll show you the way."

The fat boy couldn't say anything, leaned on the back seat, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a cold smile, adding: "If you don't want your son to have an accident, you'd better listen to me obediently." ”

Luo Wenzong had just started the car, and suddenly heard the fat boy's words, immediately braked, stared back at the fat boy, and yelled urgently: "You, what did you say?" You, what did you do to Xiao Luo? ”

"Hehe, don't be impatient, Lao Luo, hurry up and drive, my patience is not good."

Luo Wenzong glared at the fat boy vigorously, and gritted his teeth hatefully, "Okay, fat boy, hello, very good!" ”

At this time, it was confirmed that the fat boy had kidnapped Luo Zicheng, and Luo Wenzong simply tore his face, "Fat boy, if Xiao Luo has three long and two short, Lao Tzu will not spare you!" ”

"Hehe, my goal is not you, as long as you do what I say, I won't embarrass you."

The fat boy laughed twice, clapped his hands, and motioned for Luo Wenzong to hurry up.

Luo Wenzong had no choice but to follow the instructions of the fat boy and drove all the way to the suburbs, stopping in front of an abandoned and dilapidated house.

The fat boy asked Luo Wenzong to stop the car, and then said, "Old Luo, don't you need me to say anything, right?" Hehe, call Ye Xiaofei. ”

"What?" Luo Wenzong glared.

The fat boy drew his sword with one hand, stabbed and stabbed a long cut outside the car, and said in an unkind tone: "Lao Luo, I don't want to talk too much, if you don't want your son to have an accident, call that kid quickly!" ”

"Damn, let Ye Xiaofei come by himself, if you bring someone else, I will kill your son immediately!"

When Luo Wenzong heard this, he finally understood what the fat boy meant.

This guy wants to use his father and son to blackmail Ye Xiaofei.

However, apart from listening to Fat Boy's words, Luo Wenzong had no choice but to make a phone call to Ye Xiaofei and relay Fat Boy's words.

Ye Xiaofei was waiting for Luo Wenzong's news, but he didn't expect to hear the news, and immediately guessed that Luo Wenzong had an accident.

Hanging up the phone, Ye Xiaofei scolded fiercely: "Damn, it seems that that fat boy is not a fuel-efficient lamp, he dares to use the Luo family father and son to blackmail himself, damn, you are the wrong object!" ”

Ye Xiaofei is completely bold here, and he is not afraid at all, so he said two more words to the sweet potato and Guan Caijing, carried the tiger sword, and took a taxi to the suburbs.

When he came to the suburbs, Ye Xiaofei saw a car parked in front of a dilapidated house in the distance.

Walking quickly to the front of the car, Ye Xiaofei saw Luo Wenzong doing it in the car.

Luo Wenzong was tied to the passenger cab at this time, and the fuel tank under the car had broken a big hole, and oil was leaking out.

Moreover, gasoline was poured inside and outside the car, and there was a strong smell of gasoline around it.

Next to the car, the fat boy was holding a lighter in one hand, and the sword was placed on the roof of the car, and he was tilting his head to look at Ye Xiaofei.

As soon as Luo Wenzong saw Ye Xiaofei coming, he immediately shouted anxiously: "Brother Ye, yes, I'm sorry!" ”

Ye Xiaofei didn't pay attention to Luo Wenzong, but walked forward quickly and smiled slightly: "Fat boy, right?" Hehe, it seems that you want to die! ”

"Haha, haha, want to die?"

The fat boy suddenly laughed arrogantly, as if he had heard a big joke, pointed at Luo Wenzong and shouted, "Boy, I didn't know you knew each other before." Haha, God help me, since you know each other, and it seems that the relationship is not bad, then there are a lot of things left for Lao Tzu! ”

The fat boy looked hideous, raised his head, stared at Ye Xiaofei and scolded: "Little cub, when grandpa and I debuted, you didn't know where to eat, and you actually wanted to play tricks with Lao Tzu?" ”

"Haha, you want to save people, don't you? It's good to say, first scrap one of your arms, hurry up, Lao Tzu doesn't have so much time to play with you! ”

The fat boy seemed to have won the battle, and the expression on his face became more and more proud.

Ye Xiaofei glanced at Luo Wenzong, frowned slightly, and didn't pay attention to the fat boy, but asked, "Fat pig, Luo Zicheng is also in your hands?" ”

"Haha, boy, it's in Lao Tzu's hands, but if I don't see your hand broken, my people won't let him go!"

When Luo Wenzong heard this, he immediately became anxious: "Fat boy, you can't die!" Lao Tzu has never offended you, why did you arrest Lao Tzu, quickly release my son, if you want to kill me, you can do whatever you want! ”

"Haha, haha, what a big joke, with chips in my hand, I will easily let go?"

The fat boy punched Luo Wenzong in the face, and laughed cruelly: "The surname Luo, give you a shameless face!" Damn, Lao Tzu asked you to help, you actually took your son away first, did you want to play tricks with Lao Tzu? ”

"Hmph, Lao Tzu has been a killer for so many years, and I haven't seen anything! I want to play with Lao Tzu, you're still too tender! ”

The fat boy punched Luo Wenzong in the face again, pointed at Ye Xiaofei and shouted: "Boy, hurry up, don't fucking nonsense!" Today, Lao Tzu is not here to discuss with you, Lao Tzu has always been ruthless, he recognizes money and does not recognize people, don't force Lao Tzu to be in a hurry! ”

As he spoke, the fat boy picked up the sword, stabbed it on Luo Wenzong's arm, and then stabbed it down, and the sword went directly through Luo Wenzong's arm and into the seat behind him.

Luo Wenzong screamed non-stop, and his body trembled violently: "Fat boy, damn, the master was blind at the beginning and taught you such a scum!" ”

"Fat boy, you can't die well, ah!"

Luo Wenzong shouted, beads of sweat the size of beans rolling down his forehead.

The fat boy was unmoved, and swirled his sword slightly.

"Ahh

Luo Wenzong finally couldn't stand the severe pain, his head tilted, and he fainted.

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