Following Crime (NSITNL Volume 2) ✔️

Chapter 67 Vol. 2

    Ying Mohua threatened Xia Liang, but did not receive the expected results. Instead, Xia Liang gave the eviction order without pain. He felt very uncomfortable. He could not vomit until he got in the car and left Xia’s old house. Stagnation.

    However, the car only drove out for more than ten minutes, and the driver suddenly braked. Ying Mohua, who was sitting in the back seat, almost knocked his forehead on the back of the front seat, and suddenly broke out with the previous anger: "How to drive. The car?!"

    "Old... boss," the driver stammered, "Someone is blocking us in front."

    Ying Mohua looked out the window. In the dark night, a black car was a few steps ahead. , Two strange men got off the car, one of them holding a military spear in his hand, aimed at Ying Mohua's front tire, and squeezed the trigger neatly, and the body was suddenly lowered to one side.

    Ying Mohua was a little dazed for a while, but he didn't realize whether he had encountered a vicious robber or a well-trained terrorist.

    Although he also has bodyguards with pistols around him, most of the time their pistols are used to scare people, and there are not many opportunities to actually pull the trigger; but the two men in front of him are blatantly carrying military weapons. He didn't say anything, and blasted one of his tires first. This operation seemed unconventional.

    In an instant, he searched for a long list of blacklists that had had grudges or suspicions with him, but he didn't think about which company had the courage to dare to confront him face-to-face.

    The bodyguard who was in the same car with him reacted fairly cleverly. Before Ying Mohua could speak, he asked for instructions: "Boss, let me get out of the car to explore their backing?"

    Ying Mohua nodded with a calm face.

    The bodyguard got out of the car. I don’t know what to say to the other party. The man with the long gun didn’t say a word. He put the muzzle against the bodyguard’s eyebrows two steps forward. The oil and salt didn't get in, and he dared not move again.

    Another man walked up to Ying Mohua's car, opened the driver's door, and uttered one word concisely: "Go away."

    When the driver saw this posture, his own boss might not be able to protect himself, so he dared to take the lead, and abandoned the car very wisely and fled.

    After escaping a few steps, the man stopped him again: "Hey, if you let you escape, you just flee honestly, don't make some extra moths."

    "Yes," the driver nodded hurriedly, "I will never call the police."

    Yes ." Ying Mohua grinds his molars severely, really wanting to kill this useless guy with a shot.

    The man walked to Ying Mohua's car window again and motioned him to get out of the car obediently.

    Ying Mohua scolded his mother secretly. He didn't expect this change this time, so he brought a driver and a bodyguard with him. It was really a bullying and being bullied by a dog.

    But after all, he is the heir of the Nelson family. He has never seen any big storms in the United States. Now he is threatened with guns by two strangers of unknown origin, and he will not lose everything.

    At the moment, he just pondered for a moment, then calmly opened the door and got out of the car, and asked in a leisurely manner: "This brother, what hatred you and I have, can you explain it first?"

    "We have no hatred with you," the man said on his face. He also brought out a playful smile, "But you have offended our boss, we can't let you retreat."

    "Excuse me , your boss is. Before Ying Mohua finished a sentence, he heard a brake coming from behind him.

    He looked back and found that another black car appeared behind him . After the door was opened, two men came down, one of whom he knew was the young assistant next to Xia Liang.

    No, to be precise, he was caught four years ago. When he was kidnapped, the assistant did look a little young and young, but four years later, the assistant seemed to have undergone a completely renewed change from the inside out—all his attention was given to him when he was in the Xia’s old house. Almost all on Xia Liang's body, he never paid too much attention to this person, and now he looked at the other person closely through the dim moonlight, and he found that when the assistant was calm and silent, his whole body exuded an indescribable killing. Gas.

    But soon Ying Mohua shook his head slightly, wondering if he was a little bit dazed. A small assistant could experience how much wind and waves there is, and where did the killing air come from.

    Thinking this way, Ying Mohua felt calm. He thought it was an enemy from the United States who got here. Now that he sees the identity of the other party, although he doesn't know where the Xia family hired these desperadoes, he expected that with Xia Liang's character, he shouldn't be a master. It's too ridiculous.

    He took a lot of time to look around the three gunmen and asked, "How much did the Xia family give you and let you play with that kid."

    No one answered his question.

    Seeing that the bodyguard moved one arm, the man holding the spear immediately guessed his intentions, and touched his waist at a very fast speed, and then smoothed down the pistol he had hidden behind his waist.

    The bodyguard failed to draw his gun and was handed over, and suddenly Leng Qian came down.

    The man slammed the bodyguard's forehead with his gun, and asked, "Boss, how do you deal with this weak chicken, and just kill it?"

    Zhou Shuo didn't even look at the bodyguard, waved his hand and said, "I passed out and threw it to the side of the road. Go." The

    bodyguard breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he had saved at least one small life. Before he could finish his thought, he saw a rifle butt hit his head, then he rolled his eyes and fell silently. .

    Almost at the same moment, the other two men took Ying Mohua's arm and sent them to the car. Ying Mohua still tried to maintain his image of being calm, saying, "How much did the Xia family give you? Double for you." The

    two men sneered and ignored them.

    "Triple!"

    Still no one ignored him.

    "Ten times!" Ying Mohua was finally a little anxious, "I will give you ten times, how about it?"

    One of them finally couldn't help laughing, patted his face and said, "No matter how much money you give, we will take it. It’s no use going there."

    Ying Mohua was startled suddenly, what does this mean? Are there still places where money cannot circulate these years? Where did they come from? Could it be the Yin Cao Jifu?

    Although this conjecture is very absurd, but at this time in a desolate place where the night black wind is high, he is still scared by his own brain and his whole body is exploded.