Chongyang took a breath, slammed on the brakes, and suddenly reversed backwards. The Jeep was caught off guard, but the driver over there was obviously prepared for a while. The car turned around and rushed to the side of the roadside ditch. The tires on the side drove along the road, copied the road in front of us, and stopped steadily.
"I'm going..." Bai Ye's eyes almost stared out, "Grand Theft Auto..."
The jeeps in the back also stopped, and many people came down one after another.
At this time, Bai Ye had already packed up some important and erotic things, and threw a bag for us alone, "Take the knife, remember, don't really kill people."
There were already a lot of people around the front and back of our car, but they did not move, just watched us in the car silently. The middle-aged black-clothed man in the middle was expressionless, watching us quietly through the windshield, looking at his unwavering eyes, a creepy feeling crawled into his heart, the man seemed to be watching Hold me.
Seeing that they didn't move, we didn't rush out either. I rolled down the car window and carefully poked my head out and shouted, "That big brother, why did you hit our car? Let's say calmly, did our car just pin your team?"
The man in the lead laughed suddenly, stepped forward a few steps, and reached out to me through the car door, as if to shake hands, "My name is Fang."
Seeing that they didn't mean to do anything, I could only open the door of the car and shook hands with him. Before going down, Chongyang pulled me a bit and looked at the man vigilantly. I shook my head and signaled that it was all right.
Get out of the car and shook hands with the man, feeling that his hand was as hard and heavy as it was filled with cement.
"Hello, Mr. Fang." We shook our hand and let go. I smiled and said: "My name is Ning, and Mr. Fang can just call me Ning Chuan or Xiao Ning."
The man didn't move, and the people behind him also looked at us quietly. I said that I wanted to kill all the heroes. I laughed so hard that my face was stiff, and the person in front of me didn't seem to have any reaction.
There were two creaks behind them, Chongyang and Bai Ye walked out of the car with their bags on their backs, and I said to my heart that you hid the knives somehow, people might not want to fight!
But the matter has come to this, I can only take out a knife to back a few steps, and stand side by side with Chongyang Baiye.
They both looked blankly at the man surnamed Fang warily. I smiled stiffly, cleared my throat and said, "Look at that, Mr. Fang, we don't want to have a conflict. We all drive a jeep and mix in the same way. We must pay attention to harmony and make money."
The man nodded, "It's okay to make money with kindness. The three cars seem to be broken, so please let the three get in our car." He also made a gesture and asked us to get in the car. The voice is very hoarse, giving me a strange feeling, but I don't know what is strange. But now is not the time to struggle with this. The point is to entangle with this group of people outside.
I chuckled and said: "How am I embarrassed to meet so many people in the car for the first time? Don't use it. Our car can still be driven."
The man seemed impatient, and he waved his hand when he heard what I said. The jeep behind them suddenly banged, and then the three of our rented cars were completely hit by their jeep and scrapped. Of course, the Jeep that hit is probably also a scrap.
It was born from the same root, so why is it too anxious.
The man chuckled again, "It is estimated that the car of the three people is broken, so please get in the car for the three of you."
brazen. I will endure.
I can bear it, Bai Ye can't bear it. He was carrying his bag and brandishing a knife and suddenly swung towards the man in black who was not far from him. Everyone, including me, didn’t react. He heard a bang, and the White Nightman stood on the side. The bang is the sound of the knife falling to the ground.
The black-clothed man said with a hoarse voice: "Being kind and making money, it's better to get in the car."
Bai Ye glanced at the black man in disbelief and knew that this man was unfathomable. Fortunately, this group did not use too violent means, although it was quite violent.
The three of us looked at each other, and finally nodded our heads, and we had no choice but to bow our heads.
The man in black smiled slightly and went back to his car with his arms.
Soon a few people came and took the three of us away separately, each one on board. I used my eyes to communicate with Bai Ye on Chongyang City, and signaled each to be careful, and I was taken into a jeep.
The one we scrapped has been pushed to the side of the road by those big guys.
With a boom, the team started.
The car I'm in includes four people, and the two in front don't speak very much, but the yellow hair who sits in the back seat with me is smiling.
Fortunately, they did not confiscate our things.
I looked at that Huang Mao, before he could speak, he spoke first, full of Cantonese, "You roar, I'll tell Fang Xinwu."
"Do you speak Mandarin" I asked.
"Hello, my name is Fang Xinwu." Huang Mao smiled and said in non-standard Mandarin.
Fortunately, I can speak Mandarin.
I rubbed my forehead and asked, "What do you..."
"Oh," Fang Xinwu said loudly: "What are you here for? We are here for what you are doing. Going into the mountain. Really."
"You want to... enter the mountain?"
"Otherwise, do you think you are traveling?" Fang Xinwu smiled.
I asked again: "Then why are you taking the three of us?"
"The three of you got in the way. It's not our team's way, it's our boss's way."
"Your boss..." I still want to ask, the big man in the front seat coughed, "Don't ask, you should be told, naturally someone will tell you."
It's the same again, God is mysterious.
Huang Mao Fang Xinwu snorted, curled his lips at me, leaned on the back of the front seat, wondering whether it was sleeping or rejuvenating.
I leaned against the window, wondering what happened to Bai Ye and Chongyang. I don't know why, but when this happened, I felt very calm. It seemed that he accepted the fact that he seemed to be kidnapped. It's really... mature.
I don't want to guess what these people came from, anyway, I'm just blinded by two eyes.
I couldn't help but recall the words I said to the man surnamed Fang. His voice always made me feel strange. After thinking about it for a while, I realized that I had heard this person's voice.
I think a person's voice is familiar, but his face is strange. I can confirm that I have never seen that person's face.
So, where did I hear this person's voice? (End of this chapter)