While speaking, Lu Jia had already rushed out of the alley and plunged into another road - cities with rapid development generally had such problems. Parking spaces were not considered in the early stage of construction. Parking spaces were very tight in many places. Private cars that had no place to park were posted with contact information illegally placed on the roadside. They often spontaneously lined up in neat queues at night and holidays, which is a major feature of Yancheng.

At this time, the car on the side of the road was quietly bathed in the sluggish street lights, and the roof was covered with fine white frost, as if it had been sleeping for a long time.

Zhou Huaijin leaned over and looked at the rearview mirror that was rubbed off: "Did you get rid of it?"

Lu Jia didn't say anything. Before Zhou Huaijin could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw the fat man suddenly had nothing to do with it. Halfway through the road, he made a big turn without warning. The wheels ran through the broken ice and slipped slightly. The trunk hit the old street light pole. Lu Jia didn't look at it, and stepped on the accelerator and screamed, turning into the narrow alley again, causing the car to lose weight and rub off the rearview mirror on the other side!

Zhou Huaijin was so painful that he was strangled by the seat belt. Looking back, he saw a car that was originally parked at the intersection and started like a zombie-scam. It was only one step slower than Lu Jia. There was still ambush here!

Zhou Huaijin was shocked: "How did you know?"

"Intuition." Lu Jia was very flawless and bounced the cigarette butt into the snow pile in the corner of the wall. "If you get beaten too much, you will know where to choose where those who are sacking."

Zhou Huaijin knew that this person was sent by Fei Du to take care of him, and thought he was probably a "assistant" or something. After hearing this, he couldn't help asking: "What are you doing?"

"Big gangster." Lu Jia said casually, then felt that this answer was a bit disgraceful for Fei Du, so he quickly changed his words and said, "No... I should be considered that, the administrative director of that fund..."

Zhou Huaijin asked blankly: "What fund?"

Lu Jia: "…"

I haven't read the business card carefully after printing it, so I can't remember it.

The two of them were speechless for a moment, and suddenly, Lu Jia's face changed: "Fuck!"

After passing through the alley, there was no sudden enlightenment in front of me, but a bunch of more complex paths, which made people dizzy at a glance. Lu Jia took out a small mirror from somewhere, pulled down the car window and replaced the rearview mirror manually. The lights behind him were crossed fiercely, and several motorcycles chased out from the alley on the left.

Zhou Huaijin then realized that Lu Jia was not cursing because he couldn't remember his position, so he quickly looked to the side of the co-pilot: "There are also here!"

"It seems that there is a reason for them to choose to take action in this place," Lu Jia said in a deep voice. "I thought in advance that we would come to investigate Yang Bo, and we rushed us in specifically to block the enemy. This is to 'fight the wolf'...what are you doing?"

Zhou Huaijin took out his cell phone: "Hey, 110, there is a group of gangsters chasing us!"

Lu Jia: "…"

He is a civilized citizen who abides by laws and regulations.

Unfortunately, the police did not have any arbitrary door and could not respond to the call immediately and fell from the sky. Even Lu Jia and his own people could not come so quickly.

By the time Zhou Huaijin finally explained his position to the operator amid the harsh engine and impact, they were completely blocked in the middle of a small path.

There are no street lights around, but the intertwined headlights are already shaking so hard that people can't open their eyes.

Zhou Huaijin had never experienced such a situation before, so he looked around and said, "What should I do? Do you have any weapons?"

"There is under the back seat..." Lu Jia first said a few words, then quickly evaluated Young Master Zhou's software and hardware, "Oh, you'd better forget it, don't deliver vegetables to others, hide it yourself."

"Hide... hide?" Zhou Huaijin glanced at the murderous encirclement, "No... can't we negotiate first?"

He said that the group of people who were chasing and blocking were already racing against time to smash the car. Lu Jia took out a helmet from under the seat and threw it to Zhou Huaijin: "Put it on yourself, find an opportunity to run away."

Zhou Huaijin didn't hear anything clearly in the noise, so he had to shout: "What are you saying?"

Lu Jia pulled off his coat and was wearing only a tight T-shirt inside. Then he directly lifted the sunken car door and knocked someone away with his hand. He swept it out with an iron rod. The sound of the iron rod hitting the human body was shocking.

Zhou Huaijin originally wanted to help, but when things came to an end, he had no idea where to help. As soon as he stuffed his gentle and weak head into his helmet, the window glass beside him was smashed into pieces, and the broken glass was like rain. Time seemed to be suddenly pulled for a long time. Zhou Huaijin saw the person who smashed the car and the expression was almost ferocious, and he rushed towards him like a beast. His limbs were unconsciously mobilized, and his hands and feet were moved with the ground, and he was in a panic and headed towards the back seat.

The cold wind roared in, and two machetes poked straight into his back from the messy car door. At this time, Zhou Huaijin suddenly realized that he was not afraid - he didn't care. He just curled up his body hard while thinking: "Can the bulletproof vest protect the knife? Is it the same principle?"

Immediately afterwards, the car body shook a huge shock, and more broken glass pieces fell down, and the knife cut through Zhou Huaijin's calves. At the same time, the murderers who were carrying swords were slapped on the body of the car by the sneak attack behind him, and an indescribable smell filled the whole body.

Zhou Huaijin looked closely and saw that the large trash can, which was originally standing on the roadside, had joined the battle for no reason. He was smashed by Lu Jia, who was extremely powerful. This area of ​​irresponsible management was a half-full belly, and it was probably still filled with old garbage. In the lonely years, they had wonderful reactions to each other, and the smell was comparable to that of weapons of mass destruction!

After so much time, Lu Jia's body was covered with blood. I don't know if it was someone else's or his own. He grabbed Zhou Huaijin, pulled him out of the car, and raised his arm, which was thicker than his legs, and hooked his neck: "Run!"

Zhou Huaijin's helmet was touched, blocking half of his vision heavily, and felt like he had become a tilted mushroom, completely pulled away by Lu Jia.

Suddenly, his helmet seemed to be hit by something, as if it was a small stone that had collapsed. "When" it, the sound was loud. Zhou Huaijin was in a vague way, and the hand pressed him down suddenly, pressing him half a foot away, and rushed into an alley in a concentrated state.

Zhou Huaijin reached out and touched the cold and sticky hand. Lu Jia's breathing was extremely heavy. He quickly pulled the offset helmet back to its original position. Only then did he realize that the right side of the helmet was covered with cracks of the hand, and Lu Jia just put the arm on his neck and was covered with blood and flesh.

Zhou Huaijin suddenly changed color: "Why do they still have guns?"

Lu Jia didn't say anything, with a tremor of pain in his heavy breathing. He touched his waist with one hand. A three-edged sharp knife hung on his belt. The cold hilt hit the palm of his hand, and the sweat with bloody smell steamed out of Lu Jia's body.

However, he just touched it for a moment, and the next moment, he suddenly pushed Zhou Huaijin back and picked up the bent iron rod again - the knife is a good knife and a good weapon. He rushed out and stabbed several people to death. He had this ability and had enough anger and blood.

But it can't be, because he is the "administrative director" of the "What kind of fund".

Although he didn't remember the name of the fund, he knew what the money that was turned over was used for - it was for those who were scarred and had no way to ask for bread. Although it could not heal the endless mental trauma, at least it would not be difficult for them to go to the point of despair.

Even if he has an eternal sword in his heart, he cannot cut people on behalf of Fei Du, nor can he cut people on behalf of those poor people he knows or doesn't know.

"Run." Lu Jia took a deep breath and said to Zhou Huaijin, "I'll block you, run out to find the police and Luo Wenzhou!"

Zhou Huaijin thought to himself that this was nonsense. A group of gangsters with knives and guns were asking for their lives in front of him. Mr. Lu was carrying a bent iron rod and planning to resist thousands of troops?

"I don't……"

Lu Jia pushed him back and staggered, then waved a rod and knocked a gangster who was chasing him out. At the same time, as soon as he appeared, a "puff" sound rang out on the wall next to him, and the bullets were bouncing around the wall, and dust flew. Lu Jia was forced to retract back to the low wall. Just as the sound of the engine suddenly erupted, a motorcycle rushed towards the place where he was hiding!

In order to avoid bullets, Lu Jia was just close to the corner of the wall. Seeing that there was nowhere to retreat, he was about to be squeezed to death by the motorcycle. Suddenly, something hit the front wheel of the motorcycle in the darkness, and the two-wheeler on the high-speed was lost in balance and rushed out.

Lu Jia suddenly turned around and saw Zhou Huaijin who had just run away, returning. He got a few bricks from somewhere, threw them out one, and held two in his hand!

Lu Jia: "I didn't let you..."

"Tell Fei Du everything I know," Zhou Huaijin held up the two bricks beside him and said loudly, "Even if I die, they can continue to investigate and guess why they wanted to kill me! Who am I afraid of?"

Zhou Huaijin has a golden and jade appearance, and a broken and furry.

He was cowardly and incompetent, and he was in panic for the first half of his life and was trembling all day long.

"It's so cowardly." He thought, "I'm not afraid of anyone!"

The expression on Lu Jia's face was a little unspeakable, but at this time there was no time to say anything. A louder engine sounded and other motorcycles followed suit. Zhou Huaijin used the same trick again. Unfortunately, he was not a professional player. The two flying bricks were inaccurate and had no choice but to do anything.

He instinctively raised his hand to block the dazzling headlights, and was so heavy that he was rushing to death that he was a little sad. Lu Jia originally wanted him to stay in the hotel honestly, but he could not let go of the mysterious Yang Bo and his son, and he had to go out to investigate over his own ability.

He felt that Huaixin's work was not over yet and he had not received the final explanation.

If you fall into the trap, you may have implicated others.

Is Huaixin still watching in the sky? Zhou Huaijin thought, if he was still watching, could he borrow some luck to the useless elder brother?

My elder brother has no other choice in his life, so he probably can only turn the tables by luck.

At this time, a sharp and short sirens sounded out of thin air. Zhou Huaijin was stunned and thought it was an auditory hallucination.

Then, the sirens continued like a breath, and the red and blue light rose and fell in the night sky, heading towards their position-

Zhou Huaixin's paintings were hung in his shop, and Zhou Huaixin's name was placed on the shrine in his heart, responding to his desperate prayer.

The half-baked painter of the little skeleton professional is qualified to be a "faith" for his elder brother.

Unfortunately, although the police arrived, the police car was not convenient to squeeze through the narrow crack like Lu Jia, and could not enter this "feng shui treasure land". A motorcycle rider let out a sharp whistle, raised his knife and quickly dealt with his companion who could not get up. Without leaving a living mouth, the rest quickly fled along the pre-calculated path - the path of the trip was calculated very accurately. If Lu Jia had not expected the thrust, the police would come too quickly like he had a cheat, which was simply a perfect and calm assassination!

Lu Jia shook. Zhou Huaijin wanted to pull him, but he didn't know if his hands were too soft or Mr. Lu was overweight. He couldn't hold him back. The two of them sat on the ground together with joys and sorrows. The sound of rapid footsteps surged up, and a familiar voice asked, "Is it okay, where are you?"

"I guess it's you." Lu Jia grabbed his bleeding arm and barely smirked at Luo Wenzhou who was rushing to come, "When the operator notifies him and dispatch the police, we will probably be cold."

"There are accurate positioning of you two on Fei Du's mobile phone," Luo Wenzhou frowned and looked at Lu Jia's wound carefully, "Stop talking nonsense, go to the hospital first."

"Boss," Lang Qiao took several detectives to flip the bodies around and said, "These few left are gone."

"Take it away, check the DNA and fingerprints." Luo Wenzhou said in a deep voice, and then he didn't know what he remembered and glanced at Lu Jia deeply.

"Defense, the knife didn't move," Lu Jia saw at a glance that he was worried about, and the old god smiled. "I'm afraid you'll come here alone. I didn't expect that you, a great hero, would be a sneak attack behind the scenes. Why, something happened to Mr. Fei, you were not suspended?"

"I'm not stupid," Luo Wenzhou bent down and set up Lu Jia with Zhou Huaijin. "I'm still my people, and I'm still my words, right, children?"

Lang Qiao, Xiao Haiyang, Xiao Wu, and a large group of elites from the criminal investigation team of the municipal bureau, on duty and on vacation, were all mobilized by him. There was also a Tao Ran who could not be reached, and was with everyone in the communicator. Tao Ran said: "After all, you are all fed to such a big age."

Lang Qiao said shamelessly: "Anyway, I am a confidant."

Xiao Haiyang looked straight: "I can't trust others anyway."

"You're almost making you say it red," Luo Wenzhou waved his hand without changing his face. "First determine the identity of the deceased, which may have been found out. Then, in the name of the municipal bureau, urgently asked for support and assistance from the district branches and police stations, and said that a group of gun robbers were wandering - Glasses and Erlang, please go with me to send the wounded to the hospital first. The murder failed. I'm afraid they will have other abnormal movements, speed!"

With his order, the scene was blocked, and the support was called support, and everyone started to act in an orderly manner.

Fei Du didn't know about the thrilling moment outside, so he "cooperated with the investigation" with a good attitude.

"You don't know where your father is?"

"I just received a call from the nursing home before I came here," Fei Du shrugged indifferently, "I haven't had time to confirm, why, it seems to be true?"

The investigator carefully observed Fei Du - he was young and beautiful, with all the attention from his hair to his fingernails. The perfume smell of flat cypress, basil leaves and cedars appeared on his cuffs, and he was a "diddy boy" in capital. The investigator couldn't help but look down at Fei Du's basic information. He was too young and was still a student: "Are you not worried about him at all?"

"What are you worried about? Are you kidnapped by Fei Chengyu?" Fei Du smiled, but his smile did not rise above his cheekbones. "He has been relying on machinery for more than three years to maintain basic survival needs. There is no possibility of his brain recovering. You can say that he is a human being, and it is nothing wrong to say that he is a ball of mud. A few years ago, the elderly in the company did not accept me. It is good to have such a dying "Taishang Emperor" to suppress them. Now Fei Chengyu is useless. If you are a burden, tie it up. It is best to tear the ticket."

The investigator stared into his eyes: "You said Fei Chengyu's brain is no longer likely to recover. Who told you?"

Fei Du raised his eyebrows inexplicably: "Hospital, can this be made by me? Second Hospital, Fifth Hospital, Beiyuan Outside the Brain - and Binhai Sanitary Hospital, you can ask one by one... No, you don't think that I did anything to him for his family property, right?"

The investigator looked solemn.

Fei Du smiled "ha" and looked disdainful of explanation. No matter what, he was only eighteen years old when Fei Chengyu had an accident. The 18-year-old rich second-generation killed his father and tried to seize his family property. It sounded like an incredible novel plot.

Investigators found that Fei Du didn't seem to realize that if Fei Chengyu was really a vegetable, he was the suspect himself, and he didn't even know what he was called here for.

This attitude of not knowing nothing seemed to have accidentally cut off his relationship for him. If this was just pretending, then this young man would be too cunning.

The investigator cleared his throat: "A few years ago - not long before your father's car accident, a financial leasing company under your company had a business deal, and the partner was 'Taihua Digital Technology Co., Ltd.'. Do you know this business?"

"I don't know," Fei Du recalled calmly for a moment, his eyes fluctuated. "Before my father had a car accident, I was just a person who asked for money and never interfered with his job."

"What about after you take over? This should be something that happened not long before you take over."
Chapter completed!