Chapter 289 How Dare You Touch My People
Chapter 289 How Dare You Touch My People
Under the scorching sun, anyone who saw what was in the box felt a chill all over their body, as if they had fallen into hell!
It was a person, wrapped tightly like a cocoon with yellow tape.
The tape only covered the lower half of the man's face, leaving the nose and above exposed. The upper half looked like it had been severely beaten, with swollen and bruised eye sockets. There was dried blood on the corners of his forehead where his hairline met, and on his nose...
"Curly, Curly?"
Tang Jun's body was shocked and he stood there at a loss!
Xu Yang's scalp tingled, but he didn't have time to think about it. He took a utility knife and cut open another box. A familiar face with the same bruised face suddenly came into view!
The two pupae lay motionless in the box, like corpses...
"People are still alive!"
A deep voice was like a knife breaking ice, breaking the cold barrier surrounding Tang Jun and Xu Yang!
Renault saw a fingernail-sized hole dug in the corner of the box, and then he reached his hand under Curly's nose with blood scabs to test it, and sure enough, he felt a faint breath!
"Call the emergency number quickly!"
Tang Jun finally woke up from his dream and hurriedly took out his phone.
Xu Yang suppressed the fear in his heart, squatted down and carefully cut the yellow tape wrapped with curly hair with a utility knife. At this moment, a sudden black color came into his sight. Before he could see clearly, the black color became brighter and a familiar phone ringtone was heard!
He reached out, grabbed the black corner, and pulled out a cell phone, while the location flashed through his mind.
This is probably Curly's phone.
At this moment, a strange number from Beijing popped up on the phone. The green answer button was beating like a heart. Xu Yang's eyelashes trembled and he pressed the answer button without hesitation.
rustle--
Amidst the sound of the current flowing, came a disgusting voice that Xu Yang would never forget in his dreams:
"Xu Yang, how is it? Did you receive the surprise I gave you?"
In the invisible shortwave radio, in front of No. 136, Changrong Street, Nanxin District, Jianghai City and in a car on the Airport Expressway, two mobile phones are communicating and connecting through the same frequency band, like the two ends of a line.
"Heh." Xu Yang chuckled, a sharp gleam flashing in his narrowed eyes: "Zhao Kang, how dare you touch my people?"
"Why don't I dare?"
Zhao Kang sneered at the other end of the line: "Do you think I'm still the same Zhao Kang you manipulated before? You underestimate me too much, don't you?"
"Xu Yang, I'm going to tell you today that your good days are over—"
After saying that, he hung up the phone without hesitation.
The phone screen dimmed, reflecting his confident face. He lowered his head again, turning the milk tea he bought at the airport in his hand. As the paper cup turned, Ning Feifei's face, with bright features printed on it, gradually revealed its true face.
Zhou Yuan noticed his action and said in a cold voice, "Why, do you have any feelings about this face?"
"No." His voice was full of calculation: "This face is what Xu Yang likes. If we destroy her, Jiaxing will lose a lot of money!"
Zhou Yuan understood and took out her cell phone to make a call.
"Help me check Ning Feifei, the Ning Feifei who endorses Jiale milk tea..."
The car carrying them whizzed past on the highway, and all they could hear was the sound of wind and traffic. Gao Furong, who was sitting in the back seat, stared out the window absentmindedly, her eyes flickering. She was excited when she knew what Zhao Kang and Zhou Yuan were going to do!
Great, go ahead and attack Ning Feifei!
There is also the slutty bitch Li Nala, and the poor girl Ahua who endorses Xiangdaier cosmetics. Don’t leave out any of the bitches who surround Xu Yang!
Familiar Jianghai City, she is finally back...
After getting off the airport expressway, there is the outer ring road leading to the city. The asphalt-paved road is long and straight, and it seems as if there is no end in sight. A van that can accommodate seven people is driving side by side with Zhao Kang's car, and they only separate when they enter the inner ring road.
The windows of the van were open, and the wind blowing in made the men inside squint their eyes in unison.
"Biaozi, how long will it take us to get there?"
One of them, holding a cigarette, reached out his hand, tapped the cigarette holder with his fingertips, and shook off some ash in the wind.
The driver said, "Let's get into the city right away. What's the rush, Brother Lei? We've been waiting for two months. Why would we wait just a little longer?"
"Right."
Lei Ge laughed at himself, raised his hand and took a deep puff of cigarette, then blew out the hot smoke from his nose, his voice hoarse: "Why should I be anxious? Knowing that I'm back, the one who should be anxious is that bastard who ruined my good things..."
Hearing this, greed flashed in the eyes of the dyed-haired people in the back seat: "Don't forget about that brat Lin Shu. His sister is so attractive just by looking at her. Boss, you don't care about her, but we do!"
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in the car burst into laughter.
Except for a person sitting by the window with his eyes closed in deep thought.
His silence was so abrupt that Brother Lei noticed him, reached out and patted his face twice, questioning, "Lao Luo, why aren't you smiling?"
Lao Luo is a man in his early thirties, wearing a washed-out plaid shirt with the top button missing. His face is extremely plain, the kind you'd hardly find in a crowd.
He opened his eyes and was slapped twice but he didn't show any temper: "I can't laugh until I pay off my debts."
"Hahaha--"
His words made the people in the car laugh again, and Lei Ge also laughed so hard that his chest heaved, and then he said:
"What are you afraid of? I told you, as long as you follow me, I guarantee you'll have endless money to spend, and we're about to make a big deal..."
The wind blowing in from the window blew away his voice. Lao Luo only made a nasal sound and didn't say anything.
The people in the car were not surprised by his silence.
Lao Luo joined two months ago. He is not very good at boxing and loses seven out of ten fights. But he still fights tirelessly and has been fighting for several days in a row. Biaozi couldn't stand it anymore and told him to get out and not to spoil the audience's interest. After all, no one wants to see a cockroach who can't be killed but always loses.
But Lao Luo refused to leave. He even followed Biaozi relentlessly and brazenly said that he wanted to fight for a very high price.
Biaozi laughed out of anger. Even a high-priced venue requires strength to fight. A rookie like Lao Luo fell down in less than two minutes. Will the audience buy it?
But Biaozi couldn't stand Lao Luo's constant nagging, and he got fed up and asked him why he had to do this punch?
Later I found out that Lao Luo was in debt and his child was being held abroad. He was threatening to kill the child if he didn't pay back the money. He was in urgent need of money. It happened that Brother Lei was short of staff at that time, so Biaozi kept him.
I have been busy these past two months trying to win over the underground boxing rings, and I discovered that Lao Luo is surprisingly reliable.
In this way, Brother Lei brought him with him, and after getting along with him, he also understood his temperament -
He is not a talkative person, but he is interested in everything he says and does. As long as money is mentioned, he will get as excited as if he had been injected with chicken blood.
But no matter whether the cat is black or white, a cat that can catch mice is a good cat.
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