Da Chuang got some oil in hand and said to Jing Saner: "Come on, just lift it when I put it."

"Okay, just do it."

Jing San'er was talking and shook the jack hard.

At this moment, I heard the sound of a car coming from behind me.

Squeak!

The car parked behind them.

Da Chuang did not look back, but focused on installing the tires.

The car door is open.

A man wearing a camel-colored baseball cap walked out of the car.

At this time, Da Chuang realized something was wrong, turned around and looked up and saw the person getting off the bus.

"Brother Kuan!"

Da Chuang didn't expect that Brother Kuan would stay here.

"San'er, what's going on?"

Da Chuang turned his head and looked at Jing Saner and asked.

"I didn't let Brother Kuan go. We are here for the first time, and there must be someone in both open and secret."

Jing Saner said expressionlessly.

Brother Kuan had already walked to the trunk of the car and opened the trunk directly.

Da Chuang stood up, wiped his sweat with his arms, and looked at the trunk of the car.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Just as the trunk of the car was opened, Da Chuang heard an inappropriate sound from inside.

"No, what's going on?"

Da Chuang asked, pointing at the trunk.

Brother Kuan just smiled coldly, then took out a baseball bat from the trunk and rushed into the trunk.

"Woooo!!!"

Then, a painful groan rang out.

"I've seen it, did you see it? This is the benefit of Brother Kuan here. This efficiency is just now."

Jing Saner stood up straight and pointed at Brother Kuan and said.

"Brother Kuan, who is inside the trunk?" Da Chuang looked at Brother Kuan with some confusion, because he couldn't see anything in the trunk of the car from him.

Brother Kuan turned his hand hard toward the back box again, and then let out a scream.

At this time, he used his hand to tickle his hat, smiled at Da Chuang and said, "This kid just tugged on your tires, so I saw it. I chased him out for six or seven miles and caught him back."

Da Chuang walked to the trunk and saw a fat man with his bare upper body tied up with a sock in his mouth.

When he saw Da Chuang, he rushed Da Chuang and whined.

Da Chuang smiled slightly, looked at him and asked, "Isn't it over?"

"Woooooo!"

The fat man on his back rushed to Da Chuang with unwillingness to shout it out, but he couldn't shout out at all.

Da Chuang smiled coldly, grabbed his hair and placed his head on the edge of the trunk.

At this moment, Brother Kuan's eyes sterned at Da Chuang.

He knew what Da Chuang was going to do.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

The fat man on his back was so scared that his eyes were almost protruding.

Da Chuang kept looking at him with a smile, holding the trunk lid with one hand, and then pressed it down.

"Woo--"

After a muffled scream, Da Chuang then lifted the lid and pressed it down again.

And this time, the fat man on his back stopped making any sounds.

Da Chuang patted his hands gently and said to Brother Kuan: "Brother Kuan, thank you for your hard work, you have lost it."

Brother Kuan lit a cigarette, looked at Da Chuang and asked, "I didn't think you were so cruel before?"

"Haha, when you should hate, you must be ruthless. Otherwise, if you have a good temper today, people will dare to stand on your neck tomorrow to shit!"

After saying that, Da Chuang turned around and walked over to his car.

"Okay, hehe."

Brother Kuan smiled slightly, kicked the person into the trunk directly, and then closed the lid of the trunk again.

...

Huh ~

In the dark alley, Duan Xiaobo leaned against the wall, bleeding from the corner of his mouth and cigarette in his mouth.

At this time, Haozi wiped the sweat from his forehead.

In front of them, Zhang Houzi was standing with a panting Zhang Houzi, who was carrying two gasoline barrels in his hands.

On the ground, there were four or five machetes thrown to the ground, and a pool of blood.

"Fuck, monkey doesn't have to fight so hard, right?"

Duan Xiaobo waved at him, "Stay away from me, I have to smoke a cigarette."

Zhang Houzi said with a grievance: "If I hadn't rushed over, you two wouldn't have let them kill halfway!"

After saying that, Zhang Houzi turned around and walked out of the alley with two gasoline barrels.

Duan Xiaobo took out his lower pocket and found that the cigarette box he took out was shrunken. After throwing it away, he said to Haozi: "Do you still have cigarettes?"

Haozi touched his body, took out a box of fine products, took out one and handed it to Duan Xiaobo, and clicked one by himself.

Duan Xiaobo took a deep breath and breathed a sigh of relief, "Damn, I was so hung up just now that we almost couldn't stand out."

"Oh."

Haozi just cared about smoking and ignored his words.

"Oh, Haozi."

Duan Xiaobo suddenly asked, "You have obviously run away just now, why have you returned it?"

Haozi turned his head and smiled: "I can't watch you kill you, right? Besides, if you die, Yihan can't spare me. Sister Huajiao will not chop me up!"

"Oh."

Duan Xiaobo smiled, "Brother, I remember what happened tonight in my heart."

"Come on, you are all big men, don't be so pretentious."

Duan Xiaobo smiled again, didn't say anything, but just smoky silently.

...

City J, an Laofeng Teahouse.

At the entrance of the teahouse, there were several black cars parked, and four or five young men stood at the door, smoking in groups.

A Rolls-Royce Phantom stopped directly at the entrance of the teahouse.

The car door opened, a man in his fifties looked like he was walking out of the car.

"Uncle Luo!"

When the young men saw the man get out of the car, they said in unison.

Uncle Luo didn't look at the young people, and walked into the teahouse directly under the escort of the people beside him.

It was not long since time was coming, and another black horse was parked at the door.

The person who walked out of the car was Brother Rong.

"Brother Rong!"

Several young men at the door still greeted him.

Brother Rong didn't even look at them, and walked into the teahouse directly.

There are no guests in a lobby in the teahouse.

Uncle Luo sat alone at a rosewood table, with a cup of tea in front of him.

Behind him were two big and thick men, both of whom were carrying hands with serious expressions.

"Uncle Luo!"

As soon as Brother Rong walked in, he greeted him with a smile.

"Oh, Uncle Luo is so late, why did you call me here for? Haha."

Brother Rong sat directly opposite Uncle Luo as he spoke.

Uncle Luo looked at him and said lightly: "It's okay, can't you ask you to have tea?"

"You are the eldest brother now, so I can't invite you?"

Upon hearing this, Brother Rong smiled slightly and then said, "Uncle Luo, don't make fun of me. Even if I am the eldest brother, then I can't help A Dou in front of you? Haha."

"Stop talking, I'm looking for you, there's something happening."
Chapter completed!