"Four cars, two Beijing jeeps, two sedans, constantly rotating positions. Obviously, they can surpass us, but they don't overtake any of them, so they follow behind so unhurriedly, there must be a problem. Zhao Wenqing continued to stare in the rearview mirror.

Soon after leaving the city, he felt that something was not quite right with a few cars behind him. A little look reveals the problem.

Those cars have a bit of tracking ability, but they are not professional. Obviously, they have not been specially trained, and they do not cooperate smoothly with each other, which is easy to see.

Of course, it is difficult for ordinary people to distinguish, because they don't have this awareness at all, and there is no reason to be followed, so they naturally don't think much about it.

But Long Hao and they are different, they provoked Cao Zhenhui, bald Brother Hong and others before, and these people will never give up. Especially in the past few days, Long Shihe has made the big boss behind him lose his blood money, and people will definitely retaliate.

So Sun Zhiming proposed to let everyone come over, and Long Hao thought about it and agreed. There are so many people that no one dares to start.

If you don't do anything in the city, it may have something to do with your own people. However, after all, it is a city, and there are many people, so it is really difficult to start.

Now it seems that these people are going to do it on the road. Not to mention, this trick is really good, such as causing a car accident, it is very good to hide people's eyes.

"Four vehicles, twice as many troops as ours, and the configuration is also very reasonable. The sedan is fast and can be pursued. The Jeep has strong off-road performance and can carry collisions, so it should be the main force in this battle. Long Hao took out a cigarette and lit it.

"Haozi, what do you mean, these people are going to collide with us?" Zhao Wenqing took a puff of his cigarette.

"If it's just a van, it's going to crash. But we still have vans, so these grandsons don't dare to hit them easily. Besides, now that they have just left the city, there are more cars on the road, and they don't dare to do it casually. ”

"Brother Hao, walk dozens of kilometers to no man's land, and there are no people for dozens of kilometers." Toko glanced at the mirror.

"Yes, there were few cars in that area at night, and once the fight started, there were cars on the road that didn't dare to stop, or even dare to come." Zhao Wenqing spat out a cigarette.

"If we really fight, we have few people, and we will definitely suffer. It's not okay to crash a car, the van can't hit people, and people will definitely avoid the van and hit the van specifically. Long Hao puffed out smoke rings.

"What then?" Dongzi turned his head and asked.

"Say hello to Brother Qingyang, let's go ahead and act when the opportunity arises."

"Good!"

Dongzi flashed his headlights a few times, then increased the throttle, overtook the passenger van, and led the way in front.

Zhang Qingyang didn't know what was going on, but he knew that there must be a reason for overtaking, so he followed steadily. He didn't worry about the back, the car didn't dare to hit it at all, and even if the big car crashed, it wouldn't be too much of a problem.

Sun Zhiming, who was sitting in the co-pilot, felt that something was not quite right, and whispered to everyone to be careful.

Wang Jinghui only looked at it for a while before discovering the problem and knowing what was going on. He asked Sun Zhiming to roll to the back, climbed to the front and sat in the co-pilot, so that he could help Zhang Qingyang at a critical time.

Fang Zhen silently took out the shotgun, checked the bullets, and took out a box of bullets from his bag and put it in his pocket.

In the county, the police station originally collected shotguns. It happened that there was a policeman who handled the case who was Fang Zhen's comrade-in-arms who had retired from the army together, and he was lucky enough to be arranged at the police station. He scolded and begged for mercy, and his comrades finally returned the shotgun, and asked him to pay attention in the future, and resolutely confiscate it if he commits another crime.

Fang Zhen grabbed the gun and left. I can't take care of it now, who can manage the future?

The van overtook it, and Fang Zhen knew that something was wrong. Looking at the back again, he understood that someone was going to find fault.

Then come on, a shotgun, dozens of bullets, as many people come up, Lao Tzu just happened to have a gun addiction.

Long Hao sat in the passenger seat, observing both sides from time to time.

There were a lot of vehicles coming and going on the road, and the four cars didn't seem to be in a hurry, and kept following behind, keeping a distance of three or five hundred meters from themselves. This distance is not a problem for a sedan at all, a matter of one foot on the accelerator. It's not a big problem with the jeep either, you can catch it in a few minutes.

The two sides are spread out flat, and they are all water. This is the Sichuan District, hundreds of miles from east to west, and two or three hundred miles from north to south, although the rainfall is small, the terrain is flat and the soil is fertile.

The main thing is that the Yellow River crosses the entire plain from west to east. Therefore, since ancient times, water has been cultivated here, and it is naturally relatively rich.

People in the mountains often bring small grains such as buckwheat and millet, as well as farm manure such as sheep dung, to Sichuan District to exchange for rice. Merchants in the Sichuan area also often pull rice to the mountains in exchange for various things that are not available in the Sichuan area. Therefore, despite the distance, they have always been in and out of contact with each other, and there are many relatives and friends.

There were drainage ditches on both sides of the road, and a small bridge was seen from time to time, but Long Hao did not move. In front of the small bridge is the road, which leads to the village in front of it, and it is not easy to enter. Often, the road to the village is gone, and you have to go back the same way.

There is a large bridge on the right, and there are tall trees further in. It must be an avenue, I don't know where it leads, but I should be able to get out.

"Turn right and go up that avenue." Long Hao ordered.

"On the right? Isn't that going further and further? Dongzi immediately turned on the right steering, and at the same time stepped on the brake slightly to remind Zhang Qingyang behind him.

"It's better than being slaughtered in a no-man's land, right?"

"Hmph, Lao Tzu is not a soft persimmon, if you want to slaughter it casually, it's not that easy." Dongzi made a dozen directions, and the van rushed onto the bridge deck and drove into the avenue.

Zhang Qingyang, who was behind, also turned onto the bridge deck, drove into the avenue, and continued to run forward.

After a while, Long Hao saw a few lights from the reflector and turned around, chasing after him on the avenue.

"Drive faster, don't turn the road, pick up the road." Long Hao commanded in a deep voice.

"Great!" Dongzi slammed the accelerator, and the van immediately picked up speed and sped down the avenue.

After all, the chassis is slightly higher, and as long as there are no big potholes, the van can still run.

The chassis of the van is higher than that of the jeep, and it is no problem. It's just too bumpy, and the sound of the carriage jolting is louder than the sound of the engine. Usually in this situation, Zhang Qingyang will throw a few bags of sand in the carriage, which is basically stable, but this will not find sand, even if there is sand, it will be too late, so he can only let it bum.

The jeep in the back is no problem, it is specially made for this kind of road surface, so to speak, it can be run casually. But the sedan is not good, it can't run at all, and it can't get over the slightest pit. Push forward hard, encounter a slightly higher place, and if you don't get it right, the oil bottom will be broken.

After running for a few hundred meters, Long Hao heard a roar behind him, and when he looked again, two beams of lights rushed up, followed by two beams. There were lights in the distance, but slowly, and they kept circling, seemingly avoiding potholes.

"Brother Qingyang, don't let you overtake." Long Hao shook down the glass and shouted after gesticulating behind him.

"Don't worry, no one should think about it." Zhang Qingyang rolled down the window, stretched out his arm and shook it.

The two lights quickly caught up, flashing their headlights and trying to overtake them. But Zhang Qingyang was pressed in the middle of the road, and he couldn't get past it no matter which way he came.

The horn sounded behind the "Didi ......", and at the same time, the lights kept flashing, allowing Zhang Qingyang to pull aside.

"Didi ......" Zhang Qingyang also honked the horn a few times, and at the same time flashed double, just not letting it go over.

In fact, the avenue is quite spacious, and you can pass it as long as you lean a little to the side. But Zhang Qingyang just didn't let it, and the vehicles behind stared dryly, but there was nothing he could do.

After following for a while, seeing that it could not be overtaken, the jeep behind no longer honked its horn and did not flash its lights, but leaned to the side, ready to wait for an opportunity to forcibly overtake.

Zhang Qingyang, an old driver who has been driving for many years, how can he not see this? He also leaned a little closer to the side, and at the same time turned left and right, and the carriage swayed back and forth. The jeep did not dare to rush hard, so it could only follow behind, and there was no temper at all.

The car behind was honest, Zhang Qingyang didn't sway anymore, and drove smoothly. But still pressed in the middle of the road, not to let the rear overtake.

Fortunately, it was night, and there were no vehicles on the avenue and not a single pedestrian in sight. If you have a car, or a motorcycle, or even a pedestrian, it's not easy to do.

However, the jeep behind is also in a difficult situation, so you can't hit people, right? In that case, Long Hao and the others don't have to dodge, the people nearby are definitely enough for those people to drink a pot.

There was a huge roar, and Zhang Qingyang hurriedly looked at the mirror.