The speed of the money-carrying vehicle was very fast. Sitting in the dark carriage, Zhang Ermao didn’t know what was going on outside, he didn’t know where he was now, and he couldn’t even figure out the direction. Song Siyi was still nervous. In horror, he dragged Zhang Ermao's arm tightly, and no one spoke for a while.
Yu Jing followed the money transport truck tightly, did not dare to step forward, did not dare to stop the money transport truck, only to bite the opponent tightly according to Zhang Ermao's request, of course, he couldn't follow too tightly, and couldn't let it go. The other party finds himself.
Finally ten minutes passed, finally twenty minutes passed, and finally half an hour passed, and finally the cash transport truck drove out of the city and drove on the remote pavement.
Since he has already arrived in the suburbs and there are very few vehicles on the pony road, Yu Jing also had to slow down and had to keep a long distance from the cash transport truck in front to avoid being spotted by the other party, but this gave that to that. A middle-aged man has a chance, a chance to get rid of Yu Jing.
At an intersection, in a small village by the side of the road, the cash transport truck drove into a narrow alley with a sharp turn. There was no way out at the end of the alley, but there was a big iron gate in the depths of the alley. The big iron door that had been opened long ago, the cash transport vehicle drove in again in a sharp turn, and then the door was slowly lowered, as if it had never been opened before, and of course the cash transport vehicle disappeared like a flat ground. .
Indeed, in Yu Jing's eyes, the money-carrying vehicle really seemed to have disappeared out of thin air. In order not to be discovered, Yu Jing followed farther away. Although I saw the money transport truck driving into the village. Although he immediately followed in, after driving into the village, Yu Jing did not see the cash transport truck again.
"Brother Ermao, I lost it!" Stopping the car, Yu Jing quickly dialed Zhang Ermao's phone.
"Don't leave, we are nearby!" Indeed, Zhang Ermao understands Yu Jing's driving skills and knows that Yu Jing is not far from him; indeed, Zhang Ermao has stopped the cash transport vehicle when he puts on the phone, so he understands Yu Jing is nearby.
"Yeah, I got it!" Yu Jing hung up after speaking, pushed the car door and got out, carefully looking at the surrounding situation.
Zhang Ermao also quickly put away the phone, because there was already movement outside, it seemed that someone rushed up and was about to open the door of the car.
With a "cangdang", the door of the carriage was opened. Four or five men stood under the dim light. Four or five pistols were aimed at Zhang Ermao and Song Siyi in the carriage.
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Zhang Ermao slowly stood up and stopped Song Siyi behind him, with a face of tension, anger, and anxiety, such a small space, plus there was Song Siyi behind him. Zhang Ermao was so anxious that he didn't dare to act rashly at all.
"Hand over things!" Finally the manager of the hf bank, the middle-aged man walked slowly to the door of the carriage, and yelled viciously at Zhang Ermao.
Things, of course, are small wooden boxes in their own hands; things are still in their own hands; things, of course, can’t be handed out easily, otherwise once they hand over the wooden boxes to the other party, then those guys will never let go , He and Song Siyi will definitely die under chaotic spears.
"I don't know what you are talking about?" Zhang Ermao replied coldly, pretending to be confused, or delaying time.
"Zhang Ermao, don't pretend to be garlic with me, and hand over the wooden box immediately, otherwise..." The middle-aged man didn't say anything, he just stuck the muzzle into the carriage and pulled the trigger directly.
"Boom!" A sound. Although the bullet did not hit Zhang Ermao and Song Siyi, the loud noise, the deafening gunfire... At least Song Siyi, who was hiding behind Zhang Ermao, yelled out in shock.
"Throw out the wooden box immediately, or the next bullet will hit your head!" The middle-aged man pointed his muzzle at Zhang Ermao and yelled fiercely again.
"Okay, don't mess around!" Finally, to save his own life, but also to save Song Siyi's life, Zhang Ermao compromised and slowly raised the small wooden box in his hand, step by step towards the door of the carriage. Go.
Looking at Zhang Ermao slowly walking outside, the middle-aged man also seemed to feel a little nervous, and slowly stepped back two steps, his eyes fixed on Zhang Ermao's face and the wooden box in Zhang Ermao's hands. , But didn’t notice the small movements under Zhang Ermao’s feet, but didn’t notice the bottom of the carriage. The egg shell that fell in the carriage just now was kicked out by Zhang Ermao slowly, and it rolled to the side of the door and rolled into the door. Inside the slot card.
"Stop!" The middle-aged man yelled as Zhang Ermao walked to the door: "Put the box at the door, turn around and walk back!"
Zhang Ermao had to put down the box in his hand, and had to turn around slowly in accordance with the requirements of the middle-aged man, and walked slowly into the carriage.
As soon as Zhang Ermao turned around, the middle-aged man was in a hurry. He hurriedly stepped forward and picked up the small wooden box at the door of the carriage, and then pulled up the heavy door on the side: he closed the door with a bang.
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Indeed, the middle-aged man did not dare to shoot Zhang Ermao easily, because he still didn’t know whether the contents of the wooden box were still there, and whether it had been taken away by Zhang Ermao; indeed, the middle-aged man got the wooden box. After that, I was going to close the door of the car. If the things are really inside the wooden box, then close the door of the car and close all the vents of the car. Then in less than two hours, Zhang Ermao, who is locked in the car, will definitely do it. Hypoxia, suffocation and death.
The middle-aged man was very thoughtful in his calculations, but the door of the car was closed after the bang, but there was still a gap the size of a finger, and the car door didn't seem to be closed at all.
"Bah!" With a look of anger, the middle-aged man opened the door again and closed the door again, but he still couldn't close it.
"Boom, boom, boom..." There were several loud noises in succession, and the car door hit the eggshell inside the door crack. Although the eggshell has been squeezed and changed its shape, the door of the car is still not locked, and the middle-aged man also showed an angry expression on his face, ready to pull the car door, ready to kill Zhang Ermao directly with a pistol, but...
With a loud noise, before the middle-aged man had time to open the car door, Zhang Ermao kicked the car door abruptly and hit the middle-aged man's head.
"Ah!" With a scream, the middle-aged man slowly fell to the ground, blood flowing on his forehead.
Looking at the posture in front of me, the middle-aged man fell to the ground. The four or five men standing beside them were surprised and stunned. After a moment of contemplation, they hurriedly raised the pistol in his hand. However, it was clear that their reaction was too slow, and it was clear that Zhang Ermao would never leave them a chance to shoot.
Almost at the same time that the group of men had just reacted, Zhang Ermao's body had already rushed out, had risen into the air, and slammed one of the men's gun arms with a fierce kick: "pop" The pistol fell to the floor; Zhang Ermao's body was not yet on the ground, two big hands had been stretched out, grabbing the two gun wrists, twisted violently, the two men suddenly joined the sound, and their bodies were in the air. After somersaults for a week, he fell to the floor; Zhang Ermao's body just touched the ground, his thigh was raised again, and he severely smashed another man with a gun...
In an instant, in the blink of an eye, together with the middle-aged man, five men with guns fell to the ground, two pistols were in Zhang Ermao's hands, and the other three pistols were kicked by Zhang Ermao and fell into the ground. In the shadows.
Seeing that the few men who fell on the ground had no room to fight back, Zhang Ermao slowly walked to the middle-aged man's side, knelt down and snatched the small wooden box from the opponent: "This thing does not belong to you.
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Seeing Zhang Ermao snatching the small wooden box from his hand, the middle-aged man showed an angry expression on his face, but for a moment he did not dare to act rashly, but looked at Zhang Ermao with a look of resignation and a vicious look.
Zhang Ermao walked slowly to the door of the carriage, hugged Song Siyi down, and then hurriedly walked towards the door, just wanting to leave here immediately, and when the things arrived, he just wanted to take Song Siyi and leave immediately.
"Brother Ermao!" The big iron door was opened, and Yu Jing rushed over: "Are you okay!" Yu Jing looked at Zhang Ermao anxiously, and of course his eyes fell on Xiaomu in Zhang Ermao's hands. Above the box: "That's... this is the thing!"
"Yeah!" Zhang Ermao nodded heavily.
"What's inside?" Yu Jing looked curious, and really wanted to know what secrets were hidden in the small wooden box in front of him.
"This... I don't know this now!" Of course, the small wooden box has not been opened yet, and Zhang Ermao really doesn't know what's in it
"Why don't you open it! Hey..." Yu Jing smiled.
"Yeah!" Zhang Ermao nodded again, then opened the small wooden box in his hand, but for a moment he was stunned and completely dumbfounded.
The small wooden box is very delicate and old, but without a lock, it can be opened easily, but the box is empty, there is nothing at all, and there is no so-called lifelong effort left by the supreme real person.
"Brother Ermao, what's the matter!" Of course not only Zhang Ermao was anxious and surprised, but also Yu Jing, who was standing beside him, looking at the empty box in Zhang Ermao's hands.
"Brother Ermao, is the stuff inside..." Song Siyi seemed to think of something? Of course what did Zhang Ermao think of? So before Song Siyi's words were finished, Zhang Ermao turned around and hurriedly dived into the gate.
The box has been in my own hand, I have never opened it. The box only fell in the hand of the middle-aged man just now for a short period of one or two minutes. If the contents of the box are missing, if the contents of the box are lost. If you take it away, then it will definitely not be someone else who took the thing, only the middle-aged man just now.