"Who is Brother Ning? Who are you targeting? Why are you staring? To be clear, don't leave a word behind, say it! Long Hao stared at the driver.

Originally, he didn't want to speak, so he let Gao Chenghu interrogate. As a result, this Gao Chenghu was too verbose, and it took a long time to get to the point. If you ask all the questions about this, I'm afraid the sky will be dawning.

The main thing is to hurry back to the guest house. In case something happens to Dongzi, they may not be able to withstand it.

"Okay, okay, I said. Brother Ning is our eldest brother, oh, he is the gangster leader in this area. Today, according to the order from above, we should keep an eye on a few people from the countryside who are ready to hand over the fleece to the velvet factory......"

"Wait, who's up there? Why are you staring at those people? Long Hao asked again.

"Big brother, I'm just a little brother of theirs, I'm in charge of driving, I really don't know who is up there, and I don't dare to ask. I don't know why I'm staring, but I should be able to guess this, and I don't want these people to hand over the velvet to the velvet factory. The driver replied honestly.

"Why don't you let the fleece be handed over?"

"Big brother, it seems that you are not in business, if you are in business, you should be able to think of it. Although I don't do cashmere business, I've heard them say that it's a huge profit. Therefore, the top must dominate this market and not let others interfere. As long as you find someone meddling in the cashmere business, you must take measures to scare the other person back, or even kill them. ”

"How could he know that someone was meddling?" Zhao Wenqing asked.

"This big brother, someone must have sent a letter. Besides, there are rich, powerful and even more people above, and this kind of thing can't be hidden from people at all. ”

"Alright, deal with him, let's go." Long Hao waved his hand.

"Hey...... Big brother, I said it all, you can't ......"

"Boom!" The driver was punched in the temple and his head fell into the woods.

"Hurry back to the guest house." Long Hao jumped up and ran out of the woods.

Gao Chenghu and Zhao Wenqing also ran wildly. Several people quickly ran out of the woods and onto the road.

There were no vehicles on the road, so several people had to walk forward, taking taxis as they went.

After walking for about three or four miles, I finally came across a taxi. The car saw Long Hao and them from a distance, but instead of slowing down, he slammed the accelerator, ready to accelerate and rush over.

Gao Chenghu and Zhao Wenqing ran to the side of the road to pick up a stone, rushed to the middle of the road and stopped, holding the stone high with both hands before forcing the taxi to stop.

Several people got into the car and threw a few big solidarity cards at the driver. The driver was immediately happy, said sorry a few times, and dragged Long Hao and the others to the guest house where they stayed.

The door to the guest house was closed. Inside the gatehouse, two security guards were tied to chairs with towels in their mouths.

In the backyard, two groups of people are facing each other.

A group of only three people stood in front of a van with a tarpaulin in its carriage. Hao Jun in the middle is holding a shovel, and on either side are Dongzi with a crank and Zhang Qingyang with a large wrench. Three men guarded the van, completely fearless.

The other group consisted of more than a dozen people, all dressed in black, wearing caps and sunglasses. They were holding kitchen knives and steel pipes in their hands, and there was actually a guy with a shotgun.

"Finally, ask again, do you agree? If you promise anything, you can say anything, if you don't, let you go out sideways today. The guy with the shotgun shouted.

"I will say it one last time, if you shoot something, Lao Tzu will never promise anything. Listen to Lao Tzu, as long as Lao Tzu does not die, he will do it to death, and if he is not afraid of death, he will give Lao Tzu over. Hao Jun brandished a shovel.

"Made, toasting without eating and drinking, I really don't know what to do. Give it to Lao Tzu and cut these hillbillies. ”

"Boy, obediently put the guy down and do what he just said, otherwise, hum ......" A group of black-clothed men brandished kitchen knives and steel pipes, and slowly approached Hao Jun and the others.

However, when they were still more than two meters away from the other party, these people just waved their guys and shouted, but they didn't dare to go forward again.

A shovel is so long, it's no lighter than a kitchen knife to cut at all. The crank is not short, it is an iron rod, and I am afraid that the bones will be broken if it is smashed on the body. There are also large wrenches, which can be fatal if smashed anywhere.

At critical times, no one dares to risk death to charge, which is the Achilles' heel of these people. So they shouted very happily, and they were getting closer, and they were still in a state of confrontation.

At this time, Long Hao's taxi rushed to the gate of the guest house. He pushed open the door and jumped down, and rushed to the gate in a few steps, only to find it locked. When I looked again, the concierge was dark, and I couldn't see what was going on inside.

Long Hao knew that something was wrong, waved his hand at Gao Chenghu and Zhao Wenqing, who came from behind, climbed onto the gate, and then turned over and jumped in, and rushed to the backyard.

Gao Chenghu and Zhao Wenqing also climbed over the gate and rushed towards the backyard.

Before I could get to the backyard, I heard a noise from behind. Long Hao picked up the broom standing at the base of the wall and rushed into the backyard in a few steps.

He saw a man in black standing behind with a shotgun, and a group of people in front of him arguing, completely muffling out his footsteps.

"Dog mongrel!" Long Hao let out a low roar and raised his broom to smash it at the man in black with a shotgun.

The man in black felt a gust of wind sweeping behind him, and hurriedly turned back, only to be hit with a broom on his face. He instinctively closed his eyes and turned around to use his shotgun against the attacker.

It's a pity that he was too slow, and the attacker was too fast. Before he could turn around, he was kicked again in the crook of his leg, and his body was about to fall down in a moment's time. He let go of the shotgun with one hand and hurried to the ground in an attempt to stabilize his figure.

At this moment, the other arm was also punched, and the hand couldn't help but let go, and the shotgun was grabbed by a large hand.

"Die!" Long Hao snatched the shotgun and smashed the butt of the rifle into the head of the man in black who was kneeling on one knee.

"Boom!" The man in black tilted his head, "plopped" and fell to the ground, never moving again.

"Stop it!" Long Hao roared angrily, and the shotgun was aimed at the group of black-clothed men in front.

The men in black froze for a moment, looked back, and were stunned.

Who's this? When did you come in? How did the shotgun get into someone's hands?

"Stinky mess, all to death!" Gao Chenghu and Zhao Wenqing, who rushed in from behind, didn't care about kitchen knives and steel pipes at all, and rushed directly towards the man in black.

A man in black picked up a steel pipe and gestured. Zhao Wenqing reached out and grabbed the steel pipe, kicked the guy down again, grabbed the steel pipe and opened it.

Gao Chenghu rushed to a man in black with a kitchen knife, grabbed the back belt and collar of the man in black, and directly lifted the man in black up. He slammed the man in black in front of him.

"Knock knock!" "Ahh......hh

Two men in black rolled on the ground, howling.

The other men in black threw away the guys and stood there in a daze, letting Zhao Wenqing and Gao Chenghu fall. Surrounded by others, what's the use of having more people?

What's more, the only point of fire was pulled out, and the "heavy weapon" was also in their hands. In other words, this battle is actually over, and any further fight will only add wounds to your side.

Hao Jun, Dongzi and Zhang Qingyang stood in front of the van and did not let anyone approach. In fact, the carriage was tightly wrapped in a double-layer tarpaulin, and there were many thick hemp ropes tied to it, even if someone rushed over, they couldn't get it open for a while with kitchen knives and sticks. But the three of them still didn't dare to be careless, and they have always been guards.

This is all their assets, it can be said that they are worth their lives, and they can't make any mistakes.