Ye Letian didn't hear my mutter clearly, and asked with a smile, "When did you develop the habit of talking to yourself?"

"It seems like it's been a long time." I tilted my head and thought about it seriously and smiled bitterly: "From the beginning of my realization that most people can't understand what they said, I like to treat myself as my friend."

I was really moved by this. Since I broke up with Yang Chen, Qian Long and the Crazy Man ran abroad again, and Meng Shengle was still squatting in the bitter kiln and not coming out, I found that fewer and fewer people could talk to me, and most of the time I like to do things in my heart.

Ye Letian joked and joked about me: "Fuck, I stayed around to study in the mountain city, would I pretend to be a cultural element when I come back?"

Suddenly, I saw a plaque "Jumping Freight" hanging at the entrance of an open-air factory at the corner of the intersection, and hurriedly said to Ye Letian: "Brother Ye, stop at the door of the freight station in front, and I will go down and call my friend."

"Let's go in together." Ye Letian tilted the steering wheel indifferently and drove directly into the door.

The freight station is not very large. There are six or seven double-row small trucks parked in the open space as big as a basketball court. There are two small bungalows directly opposite, with two piles of cardboard boxes stacked at the door.

As soon as our car drove into the yard, the two iron gates behind us were immediately closed.

And a bunch of young people carrying iron sticks and cutting out of the two bungalows were thirty or forty, all of whom were eighteen or nineteen years old, and they were all numb. They looked at them and made people feel numb.

Ye Letian frowned and asked me suspiciously: "What's the matter?"

I immediately pretended to be the one I had just noticed and whispered: "It seems something is wrong. Brother Ye, please stay in the car and don't go down. I see what's going on!" As I said that, I made an attitude of getting ready to get off the car.

Ye Letian grabbed my arm, slammed the steering wheel with his other hand, and tried to persuade him with a tense face: "Don't show off, just stay in the car."

He moved quickly to the reverse gear, then stepped on the accelerator with a "buzzing" and tried to scare the young men surrounding us with the roar of the motor.

At this time, another burly man with a buzz cut and looked like he was about the early thirties. The man held a hunting rifle in his hands and pointed his muzzle at us and shouted: "Grass mud horse, if you dare to run, you will be boomed!"

At the same time, the group of young people gathered around the car, waving the guys in their hands, and slamming the car door while scolding.

"Get off!"

"Come down now, or you will kill you..."

"Fuck!" Ye Letian's face suddenly turned pale, and he swallowed unconsciously and asked me, "What should I do?"

I glanced at the gang of ferocious young men outside the car window, and felt that the players of their ranks didn't seem to be the ones who dared to kill. After hesitating for a few seconds, hesitated and said, "I'll go down and ask clearly. Maybe there is any misunderstanding. Don't move in the car. If you have the chance, call the police quickly."

"Langlang..." Ye Letian squirmed at the corner of his mouth twice with a silence.

I smiled and patted his shoulder and said, "It's okay, you are so delicate and expensive. In the hands of such a little boy, it's really worthless. I have everything."

As we spoke, the young people outside the car were already impatient to wait. Two guys jumped directly to the front case cover, raised the pickaxe in their hands and pointed it at the windshield and smashed it hard a few times. In an instant, several cracks like spider webs appeared in the glass.

Seeing clearly that these little ponymen didn't look like the main master, I decided to take a risk and catch the real person behind me. After taking a few deep breaths, I pushed the door and jumped out of the car.

"Wang Lang got out of the car, get him..."

"Damn it, kneel down!"

Before I could stand firm, I was pushed together by a few little guys.

I put my arm across my chest and shouted at the oldest man on the field and held the hunting rifle, "Brother, we have something to say, even if we are defeated, you have to let me understand why I am defeated? We have no grudges or grudges."

Before I could finish my words, a child next to me kicked me on the waist and cursed: "Go to the end, there's so much nonsense."

I staggered back two steps back, and the young people around me were surrounded again as if they were ruthless and wanted to eat people.

The man holding a gun came over and asked at me, "Are you Wang Lang?"

I laughed speechlessly: "Brother, I don't even understand who I am. Is it appropriate for you to do this?"

"It's still a mess, right?" The man raised the hunting rifle in his hand and poked it on my forehead and shouted: "Do you know Yang Hui?"

I glanced at the barrel and nodded: "He is my brother."

"Brother, you numb me, I'm doing it for him!" He raised the butt and was about to swing it in my face. I hurriedly dodged to the side.

The guy was flashed by me, raised his butt in anger and shouted: "Hold him down!"

The young man beside me rushed towards me like a wolf and tiger, and soon I was thrown to the ground, while hesitating whether to use his backhand,

"Hey, Xiaozhuang!"

A man's shout came from the bungalow, and then he saw a slim guy coming out.

The guy wore a white baseball cap on his head, a milky white waist-retracting down jacket on the upper body, and a sexy pink cropped pants underneath, revealing his ankles that were not shining.

His hat was pressed very low, and he couldn't see his facial features clearly. He felt like an internet celebrity who jumped out of someone's hand and "shocked society". If I hadn't seen a woman with an Adam's apple, I would have thought that this guy might be a woman.

As he spoke, the guy who seemed to be a "Internet celebrity" walked up to me and murmured in a humid voice: "Boss of the leader wolf?"

I asked in a deep breath: "Where is my brother?"

The big and thick man next to him grabbed the butt stock and scolded me: "Why are you talking to Brother Jiu?"

I didn't care about the jumping clown at all, and asked the other party blankly: "Are you Xiang Jiu?"

"It is said that the head wolf has two brains, Wang Lang, and Zhang Xingyu, look at you, I suddenly understand what it means to hear is to be weak. With your IQ, you still have to surpass the mountain city?" He didn't answer me, and after walking around me for two circles, he shook his head disdainfully: "Do you know why you are here?"

I pursed my lips and didn't make a sound, trying to see clearly the face under the brim of my hat.

He raised his arm and poked my chest with his fingers and grinned: "You have been sold by Yang Hui, and you are still talking about your brother? Do you believe me or not? If you don't die today, you will become disabled?"

"Brother Jiu, don't talk nonsense to him. If you fuck Wang Lang, let's become famous!"

"That's it, fuck him!"

The young man from 30 or 40 next to him cooperated very much and raised his weapons and shouted, which was really a bit irritating.

I took the opportunity to take a step back and continued to squint my eyes and asked him: "Are you Xiang Jiu?"

He pinched his lips and sneered: "It's okay, it's okay, it's not, Wang Lang, we have no grudges, I can't make things difficult for you, you can't even make things difficult for you when you cry in such a place. Otherwise, you honestly go with me, and call your master Lin Kun afterwards, and I'll let you go, and I promise not to make things difficult for you again in the future. How about it?"

I looked panicked and swallowed unnaturally, "Brother, I can't afford to lose, I just want to figure out two things. First, where is Yang Hui now? Second, are you Xiang Jiu and why are you trying to make things difficult for me? We can discuss the others."

"I'll answer your second question first." He smiled "hehe", pressed down his hat brim again, put one hand on my shoulder, and whispered: "We are not interested in you at all, we just want to provoke Lin Kun through your flirting. As for Yang Hui... Yang Hui, don't you come out to meet your dear Brother Lang?"

As he spoke, he turned around and shouted at the bungalow behind him.

There was no movement in the bungalow, and he shrugged and chuckled: "It's obvious that your brother is not willing to pay attention to you. OK, I've answered your question. Should you take the initiative to follow me, or would you let me sell your legs and take them away forcibly? Don't play tricks. I know all the few people you brought back to Chong City this time. Wang Jiashun is still in the police station. The rest of the people have something to do, so he will definitely not dare to show up in broad daylight."

"Yeah." I licked my lips and suddenly showed a wicked smile: "Brother Jiu, are you sure that my brothers dare not show up during the day?"

"Hmm?" He snorted softly in an instant.

I punched his cheek with a sudden punch and shouted in my voice: "Brothers from the Towolf family, let's make a comeback!"

"Bang!"

Before I finished speaking, two closed iron doors were suddenly knocked open, and a white van rushed in roaring. The car had not stopped yet. Su Weikang, Liu Xiangfei, Feng Jie, Dapeng, and several strong young men in imitation camouflage uniforms were snagging the three-edged army spearing the cold-blooded army, and ran out of the car at a rapid speed.

Su Weikang was the fastest. He grabbed the young man who had just kicked me with one hand, raised his knife and slapped it into his lower abdomen with a "pop" and roared: "You mah, you want to make a name for yourself, right? Come on, I will fulfill you!"

"Kneel down!"

"I'm so sad, I'll kill you all!"

Feng Jie and Dapeng, with a few Burmese brothers, carried their swords and opened and closed like wolves entering a flock of sheep, and the howling sounded instantly.

These kids are not old, they are just as old as they are not afraid of heaven or earth, but someone must take the lead in everything they do. At this moment, they are completely panicked. Not to mention fighting back, many people even forget which leg to take first when they run.

The man holding the gun went backwards and screamed in a fierce voice: "Don't move...or I'll drive it."

I roared at Su Weikang: "Big nephew, pick up his tendons for me!"

Su Weikang grabbed the military stab in his hand and threw it at the man like a weapon. The other party subconsciously raised his arm to resist it. The eldest nephew then accelerated a little, took out a screwdriver from his pocket, and rushed straight up.

Seeing this posture, the "Internet celebrity" who had just been attacked by me, turned around and ran away without saying a word.
Chapter completed!