On the other side of the phone, Taiping Bridge Pier at night.
Because of the recent construction of a warehouse, the vicinity of this pier is quite lively. The machines roared and the workers worked day and night, earning a lot of overtime.
But this place is very biased. On the road leading to the construction site, a "Changan Star" parked on the wasteland beside the road. Zhou Qingfeng had just hung up the oriole phone, and stared at the two dead bodies on the ground and another living person indifferently.
Just a minute ago, a dilapidated yellow'faced' forcibly stopped the'Changan Star'. The'Mian's' sliding door opened and two fierce men jumped down, shouting loudly for Zhou Qingfeng to get off the car.
The man in front of his head held a stubby gun and shouted in a low voice: "Boss Zhou, brother, I want to borrow some money from you. You are so rich, shouldn't you care?"
As soon as the words fell, the fine gold flying shuttle flew out with a'swish', directly blasting the head of the man with the gun in front of his head.
The latter person didn't expect the situation to change drastically, and rushed up with a long machete with a ruler. Zhou Qingfeng pushed the door and got out of the car, hitting it with bare hands, snatching it away with the sharpness of the machete, cutting open the enemy's throat with a backhand.
The driver of "Mian's" just got out of the car and walked to the side of the road to look around. Especially the warehouse site just over two hundred meters away, there are brightly lit and full of people. But the distance is too far, as long as the voice is lower, no one can hear it clearly.
"Hurry up, hurry up." The driver of'Mian' didn't pay attention to Zhou Qingfeng. When he looked around, he found his two companions lying on the ground. One head burst, and one neck was covered with only a layer of skin.
Blood ran all over the ground.
Ah..., the driver of the'Mian' screamed and turned and fled, trying to get into the car. But he was stunned to find that the car had turned off and the car key had been pulled out.
Looking back, a small figure flapped its wings and flew to Zhou Qingfeng, happily shouting: "Master, Master, I have brought this guy's car key."
The car key fell in Zhou Qingfeng's hand, and he just glanced at it and threw it away. The oriole called right now, and he hung up after a few casual words.
The "Mian's" driver had jumped out of the car and quickly escaped, but after a few steps he was shot through the foot by the Adamantite Flying Shuttle. He hugged his legs on the ground and screamed, waved his hands again and again to beg for mercy, but stammered.
Zhou Qingfeng picked up the gun from the headshot corpse, and found that he was holding a short, odd-shaped tube'Hualongzao'. This gun is very famous at the moment, and it is simply the standard equipment for mainland criminals. He sneered and asked, "Is this gun easy to use?"
The driver of "Mian's" only shook his head and waved his hands. Zhou Qingfeng also shook his head and pulled the trigger at the opponent. With a bang, the black powder bullet was not powerful enough, as if a heavy hammer hit the'Mian' driver's chest.
The other party screamed badly, but didn't die.
"The gangsters in these years are really rampant." Zhou Qingfeng sighed: "You are not the first to rob me in half a year, and you are not the last to come. But when you meet me, you will admit it."
With a whistle, the little fairy opened a gap in the warehouse built a hundred meters away, and seven or eight figures walked out slowly. They bypassed the hot construction site, walked through the woods by the dock, and reached Zhou Qingfeng.
The "faced" driver on the ground only thought that he was going to die, and was cursing Zhou Qingfeng loudly, yelling, "Don't let him be a ghost," and so on. But when seven or eight human figures appeared in front of him, the light of the car lights shone, and his screams rushed into the sky.
In the direction of the construction site, the excavator roared, and several hired migrant workers saw the car lights more than two hundred meters away and heard screams. They stepped on the sidelines, as if someone wanted to see what happened.
The foreman immediately came out and stopped, "What are you doing? I don't want to be mixed up?"
The movement more than two hundred meters away was a little unusual, and the workers pointed and pointed. Someone recognized Zhou Qingfeng's "Chang'an Star".
The foreman yelled angrily: "It's your shit, work honestly. Mr. Zhou has already ordered that no one is allowed near no matter what happens in the warehouse. Those who want to join in the fun will be expelled immediately."
In front of the lights of the'Chang'an Star', the skeletons passing through the woods are carrying the dead bodies on the ground.
Zhou Qingfeng sneered at the pale-faced driver, "I don't care where you come from? I don't care how you plan? As for you to become a ghost, ghosts have to listen to me."
Two skeletons came to carry the driver of the'face', this guy was so weak that he had no strength to struggle, and he was sorely injured that he could only cry. The skeletons moved him and his body into the built warehouse, and transported him into the underground garbage disposal space.
Gummy monsters are not picky eaters, as long as they are organic, it doesn't matter whether they live or die, they can eat all of them.
Zhou Qingfeng kicked the blood on the ground into a layer of ash with a few kicks, and then threw the'Hualongzao' to garbage collection. He rushed to the garbage collection warehouse without serious consideration.
Over the past few months, there have been so many people making Zhou Qingfeng's ideas. Bright and dark, black and white, deadly and deadly. Who made his biggest label be a big'throwing of coins'? Everyone felt that he was a bully.
However, Zhou Qingfeng is like an invisible black hole, any monsters and monsters that come close will sink in and never get out. Nantou Township is even smaller, and many legends about him have been circulated for a long time.
Tianyang City is bigger, and there are more monsters and monsters. Even some wild roads from other places have committed crimes across provinces, feeling that it is rare to find a big fat sheep to come and fish. But this kind of people can't leave when they come, so let's be a'soil fertilizer'.
The cries of the dying were heard in the wind, and some figures could be seen faintly. Many migrant workers on the construction site put down their work and watched with curiosity and fear. The foreman couldn't help it, even he wanted to know what happened
The'Chang'an Star' first drove to the construction site. Zhou Qingfeng jumped off the car and greeted the foreman several times. He shouted proudly: "Thanks, hard work. Everyone has worked overtime. I have nothing to return. Give everyone a supper."
The rear compartment of the car was opened, and it contained meat buns and soy milk in a thermos barrel, which was still warm.
The foreman laughed and arranged for migrant workers to come in batches for supper, and thanked Mr. Zhou for his generosity. The iodine tungsten lamp on the construction site was clearly illuminated, and there were a lot of spattered blood on the car door.
A stunned green took the meat buns and soy milk, and then turned back and whispered to his companion: "There is blood in the car. I just heard someone calling for help. Is it dead? I also heard a bang, as if it was a shot. ."
The foreman was in a hurry, he kicked the stunned head with a kick and cursed in a low voice, "You want to die?"
The stunned green who fell down consciously lost face and wanted to scold when he jumped up. But his companion hurriedly grabbed him and quickly tore him away.
Stupefied Qing was far away, and still cursed unconvinced: "Why are you talking about me? It's great to be a foreman?"
There was an older companion among the elders, who slapped him over, and then whispered, "Who do you think you are? Is this your village? Is it an ordinary person for Mr. Zhou doing such a big business? He is you? Can you be foolish? The foreman is saving your life."
Zhou Qingfeng was still not far away giving every migrant worker a supper, cheering and laughing.
Lengtouqing covered his face, glanced at it, and said unconvincedly: "It looks very kind, why are you so afraid of him?"
The older companion was even more furious, and slapped him again, "You know what a fart, and it's this kind of kindness that you are afraid of. When others are cruel, you will die."