Zhong Bo smiled awkwardly: "I'm okay." After he said that, he looked back and said anxiously: "You guys go quickly, my father-in-law has already called up the manpower, and they will come over soon and say they are going to smash you. Boat."
Lin Yang glanced at Chu Yan next to him, and smiled: "If you don't be afraid of death, just come here." With Chu Yan there, any bastard would have to stand aside.
Lin Yang used to hate provoking this kind of right and wrong the most, not because of fear, but simply annoying.
I don't like to speak with my fists, and I don't like seeing fierce fighting scenes.
It's different now. They have encountered various troubles since they took Chu Yan from Chu Kingdom.
Every time he encounters a danger, Chu Yan can resolve it by himself.
Slowly he realized that in times of danger, as long as he can fight and win, it is also a good solution.
For some people, you can't make sense with them.
He will get on you as soon as he comes up. If you don't fight back, you will wait for him to kill you.
Zhong Bo knew that the man named Chu Yan was good at fighting, but if he could fight again, could he have a gun
Zhong Bo glanced back and saw that no one had come in the distance, so he pressed his voice: "They have guns. You can't get them. Let's go."
Have a gun
Lin Yang raised his brows and smiled!
If you don't have a gun, it's not easy to do.
But if they had guns, it would be too easy to handle.
Lin Yang took out his mobile phone from his pocket, dialed a call, whispered a few words, and hung up after a while.
Zhong Bo was still trying to persuade them to leave, but Zhong Bo's father-in-law, Sun Qiye, arrived with someone there.
Sun Qiye was wounded and his body was bandaged. A pair of triangular eyes stared angrily at Chu Yan on the ancient ship in the distance, with dark eyes.
"Smash it to Lao Tzu, smash it into pieces! Throw all those people into the sea for Lao Tzu."
Sun Qiye let out a few throats, and the injury on his body started to hurt again, and he snarled his teeth vigorously in pain.
He brought a dozen strong men, all of them holding guys in their hands and bulging on their waists, looking like knives, and a few of them didn't seem to have knives in their waists.
Before Chu Yan had time to make a move, seven or eight police cars had already rushed to the scene.
A young man in a police uniform got out of the car. He was in his early thirties and looked a bit similar to Sun Qiye.
Sun Qiye rushed forward and shouted at the young man: "Xiao Jiu, you are here just right. Quickly help the uncle get all these people up. They beat me like this."
The visitor, Sun Jiu, is the son of Sun Qiye's own brother.
On weekdays, the two families are also close to each other. If there is something outside, Sun Jiu, the deputy director, is covering it. Nothing is a problem.
This is what Sun Qiye calls the Baidao relationship.
Sun Jiu frowned, with a cold face, as if he had never known Sun Qiye, "What nonsense? Go ahead!"
Sun Qiye was taken aback for a while, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long while.
This Sun Jiu also grew up under his nose. He knew the child's temperament very well, and he cared about a person who loved his family.
It was quite good to him as an uncle, and he had never said a word of seriousness to him like he is now.
Even if he missed and killed someone last time, Sun Jiu never showed him a look.
But today—
"Xiao Jiu, what's wrong with you?" Sun Qiye returned to his senses and asked Sun Jiu hurriedly.
Sun Jiu staggered his gaze and didn't look at him. The deputy beside him hurriedly said, "Outside, you have to call Deputy Chief Sun. Also, we have received reports from the masses that your subordinates attacked with a gun. Is there such a thing?"