At the door of Guo Liu killing pigs, Chen Wenhao turned his horoscope, held a cigarette in his mouth, and looked serious.

"Wenhao, you said we are all locals. Why are you doing this with Ziwen? Is it interesting?!" a young man persuaded.

"Yes, why don't I call him and let's go out and sit together, and then I'll get over the matter." Another friend also opened his mouth and persuaded him.

"No, I will definitely mess with him tonight." Chen Wenhao responded without hesitation: "If I didn't make this sigh, I wouldn't be able to stay in Shen Y at all."

"Do you think of your temper, what can you do?"

"You don't have to persuade him anymore. He is here later, let's just mess with him." Chen Wenhao waved his hand and replied.

"Big brother, big brother."

At this moment, a young man walked over from behind Mercedes-Benz and shouted with a canvas bag in his hand.

"What's wrong?" Chen Wenhao turned around and asked.

"I took four sounds." The young man opened the canvas bag in front of the elder brothers and said, "I sent it to them!"

"Pretty." Chen Wenhao nodded and agreed.

"Why do you think you're going to fire a gun?"

"Wenhao, do you really want to do it?"

"Fuck, then let's do it!"

“…”

After seeing the gun, the elder brothers spoke with different positions, but the expressions on their faces were a little surprised, and they didn't seem to have expected Chen Wenhao to have such a big formation.

Time passed by minute by minute, and various cars came one by one. After a while, there were no less than thirty cars on the side of the road. Chen Wenhao stood among dozens of people, lowered his head and called Bi Ziwen again, but after calling twice, the other party did not answer.

...

In the gambling yard, Lu Tao parked a Nissan sedan in a dark alley, walked alone to the flower bed, frowned and looked at the bungalow where the gambling yard was being played.

After waiting for about five minutes, the phone rang in my pocket.

"Hey?!" Lu Tao walked aside and connected his cell phone: "What's going on? Have you asked me for help?"

"Yeah, I'll ask."

"you say."

"You guessed it's really accurate." The man on the phone replied softly: "Qiu Er is really a reason to look like a mad dog today."

"What's the reason?" Lu Tao asked frowned.

"Qiu San attempted suicide in the hospital today, but he was finally rescued. Then Qiu Er seemed to have a quarrel with Chen Wenhao."

"I committed suicide? Why?" Lu Tao was stunned.

"I heard that Qiu San has been undergoing surgery and wants to recover his legs, at least to the level of walking with crutches. But the operation should be risky. He didn't seem to do it well, and the situation became even worse... He even said goodbye to sex and life." The man on the phone explained softly: "So Qiu San may not think about it for a while and he was going to commit suicide."

"Is Chen Wenhao quarreling with Qiu Er because of the land?"

"It seems."

"Okay, then I understand." Lu Tao nodded and replied.

"Well, call if you have something to do."

After chatting for a few words, the two ended the call. Then Lu Tao stood in the flower bed and muttered: "Mom, Qiu Er is here to fight hard today."

Standing under the dark tree, Lu Tao thought for a long time before returning to the car, took out a hand and gun from it, and walked towards the door of the gambling game.

...

On the side of the road in front of Guo Liu's pig-killing food door, a thin young man asked Chen Wenhao: "Why is he not answering the phone?"

"Yes." Chen Wenhao nodded.

"Haha, fuck, don't Lao Bi dare to come?!" The middle-aged man, who was holding a crocodile leather bag next to him, said in a teasing tone.

"Hey, what you said is really not accurate. Bi Ziwen is a man of politeness. He brags about his brother every day, saying that his brother has killed him, but when have you heard of it in recent years? Who did he do it for himself? Never did it!"

"Haha, I think so. Bi Ziwen shot Lao Chen this time. It's been a long time since he was there, so he definitely can't come."

"Why don't you break up!"

“…!”

Before Bi Ziwen answered the phone, everyone started talking, but at this moment there were no one who wanted to plead with love in the middle. They all changed their words and began to hurt Bi Ziwen and hold Chen Wenhao.

After waiting for about five minutes, Chen Wenhao took his cell phone and dialed Bi Ziwen's number again.

"Dudu!"

"Hello?"

After a busy tone, Bi Ziwen finally answered the phone.

"Damn it, are you still a fan of society?" Chen Wenhao cursed directly: "I'm almost waiting for autumn at the door of the pig-killing vegetable. Why haven't I looked at you yet?"

Bi Ziwen was silent for a while and asked, "Old Chen, do you really want to fight with me?"

"Can't I fight you?"

"Okay, I've arrived. Wait for me for two minutes, I'll go there now." Bi Ziwen responded and hung up his phone directly.

"What did you say?"

"He said he was here." Chen Wenhao turned his head and looked at both sides of the street with his hands behind his back.

"He is bragging, there is no fork in this way. We will definitely see him when he comes!"

"Well!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a purple-red Jetta suddenly rushed out of a dirt road and drove towards the side of the road at a very fast speed.

"Fuck, whose car?!"

"Do not get away!"

“…!”

After hearing the sound, everyone unconsciously took two steps back.

"Cruff!"

The Jetta sedan was parked on the side of the road in an instant. A middle-aged man in a dirty white T-shirt pushed open the car door, and still sat in the car and shouted: "Who is Chen Wenhao?"

"What's wrong?" Chen Wenhao must not be able to hide at this moment, so he frowned and asked.

"Ah!" After the middle-aged man in white T-shirt nodded, he directly took out the gun from the car.

"Fuck your mom, what are you going to do?!"

"What does it mean? You have to do it?"

The little brothers Chen Wenhao brought were about to step forward.

"Bang, bang!"

The back door of the Jetta was pushed open, and two other men pulled the trigger at the crowd with guns.

"Kang Kang!"

After two gunshots, the crowd dispersed instantly, and the so-called social elder brothers ran the fastest, and there were many people who crawled into the woods in the blink of an eye.

"Fuck your mother! Ziwen is my childhood friend. He asked you to kneel down and you can't stand." The middle-aged man in white T-shirt roared, raised his hand and pulled the trigger.

"Kang!"

When the gunshots, Chen Wenhao's thighs are bleeding, he turns his head and runs to the other side of the forest.

"Kang, Kang!"

The middle-aged man in the white T-shirt stood next to the car with his companions, and shot twice again at Chen Wenhao's back.

"Gudong!"

Chen Wenhao and another young man beside him fell to the ground at the same time.

"Damn it! I'll remember all you B-raising people. You can stay away from the way Ziwen is going to walk in the future, otherwise I'll break them one by one for you!" The middle-aged man in white T-shirt pointed at the running big brothers in society and cursed, then bent down and sat in the co-pilot of the car.

"Well!"

Less than a second later, the purple-red Jetta left.

...

Inside the gambling yard.

"Cruff!"

"Cruff!"

“…!”

After several cars were parked at the door, Yang Xin, Qiao Shuai, Liu Shangen and others stepped out and got out.
Chapter completed!