Chapter 326 Cynic Rat Gallbladder (Part 2)
I don't know if Mr. Mei had this luck or had a cheap price. He urged him to go out for only half an hour to find two new cars in a car shop driven by Belarus, and he also found two handlebars. Although he had returned from inside and outside, he had made plans and the price of a trip to Tianjin from Peking was the sky-high price of 200 oceans, he could immediately leave the undercurrent Sijiu City!&1t;/p>
Not even caring for the luggage carefully, and not caring about the many fragments scattered all over the ground, Mr. Mei's thugs handed over a two-finger-wide note to the owner who was also a staff member of Wang Zhaoming who lived in the Six Kingdoms Hotel. This was even a matter of handing over the task on his back. After waiting for the two small cars in the White Russian handlebars to park at the entrance of Changqingyuan, Mr. Mei immediately got into the car and kept urging the two white Russian handlebars to walk!&1t;/p>
It's strange. At first, when he heard that Mr. Mei was leaving Sijiu City, the two Japanese people who were guarding Mr. Mei in Changqing Garden were all blocking each other. They said everything in their mouths and were respectful, but the faint fierce light in their eyes really made Mr. Mei scared - the Japanese can take up the four eastern provinces by speaking. If they really use their strength toward themselves, God knows what kind of scene can be made?&1t;/p>
But when Mr. Mei trotted and jumped into the car, the two Japanese in Changqing Garden called protection, but actually monitoring Mr. Mei did not leave any difficulties. Instead, they bowed respectfully to Mr. Mei as if they had turned their temper in the blink of an eye?&1t;/p>
Although he felt the actions of the two Japanese people were a little strange in his heart, Mr. Mei really didn't have time to think about it carefully, and he just stared at the road in front of the car with his eyes wide open. After waiting for the two cars, he passed through the crowded crowds and left the bustling streets. Mr. Mei breathed a little relieved, and his waist, which had been standing on the back of the chair, closed his slightly sour eyes.&1t;/p>
I originally hoped to travel to Beiping City safely, just like Zhuge went to Jiangdong alone and joined forces with Wu to fight against Cao to play a trick of slandering all the scholars. This would allow me to return to the camp to seek credit and reward. Even if I could not be an important official of the Han Dynasty, I would have to be the prime minister of Shu!&1t;/p>
Unexpectedly, the turbulent and dangerous waves in the city of Sijiu made me think that I was like Jiang Gan who stole the book. Before I could finish the work, I was frightened by seven points. At the end of the day, I didn't dare to get in touch with the Japanese who pretended to be the governor of Zhou. Among the thirty-six strategies, I decided to leave as the best strategy, and I put oil on my feet and took care of my life first!&1t;/p>
But after returning from this dirty way, I am afraid that I have to give a discount on Wang Zhaoming's heart, right? I can't say that one is sure, I am afraid that the benefits of getting to my waist every month must be driven by wind and rain?&1t;/p>
But you have to think of a way out to cover up the missed person who came out of Sijiu City!&1t;/p>
All kinds of thoughts were wandering around in his head, and Mr. Mei didn't open his eyes to look at the situation ahead of the road. He just waited so hard that he suddenly heard the strange scream of the White Russian handlebar in front of him. The whole car had stopped after trembling and stopped, and he called the unprepared Mr. Mei to knock the bridge of his nose heavily on the hard back of the chair in front of him!&1t;/p>
As tears flowed, Mr. Mei covered his already crooked mouth and nose, which had already been tilted, and could not even say a whole word. The broken urging sitting beside the White Russian handlebar was fast enough to see the opportunity. Before the car stopped, he pulled out a southern pistol from his waist and rushed onto the fire. He stared at the figure wearing a Zhongshan suit and a top hat sitting on a large rock in the middle of the road, shouting at the top of his voice: "Where is it from? The road is blocked under the blue sky and the sun, what do you want to do?"&1t;/p>
He held a cigarette roll in his mouth. The person who covered most of his ramen face with a hat raised his head slightly, looked at the two cars, who opened the door and jumped out of the car with guns one after another, and urged him. He lazily pointed at the side of the road that it seemed that there were several big stones that had just been built.&1t;/p>
Subconsciously looking in the direction pointed by the person wearing a top hat, the broken urging beside Mr. Mei were all shocked. Just behind a few big rocks not far from the roadside, the black muzzles of two Czech light machine guns were pointed at everyone. Behind the two cars, several big men in Zhongshan suits, who emerged from the grass on the roadside, also held the 20-shot Dezhou pistols in their hands and pointed them in the direction of the two cars.&1t;/p>
Seeing that the two cars he was sitting in suddenly fell into such a pocket array, the hard fire in the other party was many times stronger than the southern pistol in his hand. Mr. Mei was urging the manager to have a quick mind. He first lowered the muzzle in his hand and shouted at the person blocking the road with a three-point smirk: "Which kind of guys are you? We are just those who are doing business in laymen, so how can you even make such a big move? When you go out, you are in a hurry and don't have many valuable things on your body and in the car. If you take it away, take it away, even these two cars can be given to you..."&1t;/p>
Still waved his hand lazily. The person blocking the road took off the cigarette roll held by the corner of his mouth, and shouted at the broken whispering in a hoarse voice of Yunzhaiyue: "I have never seen a hero from the world who can use Czech light machine guns and 20 sounds in his hands! Okay... Don't pretend to be here! Just call Mei's name to get off!"&1t;/p>
Subconsciously, he turned his face and looked at Mr. Mei, who was curled up in the car seat with his mouth and nose covering his mouth and nose. He spoke with a smile and shouted at the blocking person wearing a top hat: "You... Since you know the foundation of us, you must understand that behind Mr. Mei..."&1t;/p>
With a sneer, the person blocking the road suddenly turned his hand and pulled out a hand from behind his waist for twenty times, pointing straight at the urge to speak: "It's all the time to be on this scene, and I'm still pretending to be confused here, right? I tell you clearly that our comrades club is going to deal with this person's surname Mei! Anyway, the above has already explained that it's best to keep a living, and it's okay if you don't die! I've counted dozens of times. If the person surnamed Mei doesn't get off the bus obediently, I'll really be sorry to you all! I said brothers, wait!"&1t;/p>
With a loud promise, the big men who had formed a pocket array pushed the hard fire in their hands on the fire, and the black muzzles pointed at the broken urging surrounding the cars.&1t;/p>
Seeing that it was already an unhealthy situation, several Zhuiqian standing beside the car raised their guns and pointed them at the big men who had made pocket arrays, but their hearts were all like a mirror. It was enough to set up a pocket array on a road just twenty miles outside the city of Sijiu to intercept Mr. Mei. This was already a psychic ear and ear, and only with strong soldiers and horses could do it. It was even more rare that there was no one on the road before and after, and someone else had to seal the road before and after, so that these people who set up pocket arrays could do it!&1t;/p>
Zhuo rashly fell into such an airtight and catching turtles in a jar. If you can run out alive today, I am afraid that it is the virtues of the ancestors who have accumulated?!&1t;/p>
He lowered his head slightly, and the person in charge was urging the person who was blocking the road to count. He hurriedly shouted at the Baiji handlebar in the car, which was already scared and curled up in the seat with his head in his hands, "Drive out, otherwise you will definitely die here!"&1t;/p>
With both hands tightly guarding his head, the White Russian handlebar shaking his neck desperately, stuttering in awkward Chinese yelling: "I don't do it...I'm just a driver...I don't know anything, I don't see anything..."&1t;/p>
Mr. Mei, who was so scared that he was lying limp in the back seat of the car, and a smell of urine appeared on his body. The slightest urination of the manager gritted his teeth and plunged into the car. The southern pistol barrel in his hand poked the belly of the handlebar: "Get out, why don't you kill me!"&1t;/p>
He reached out and pulled open the car door in panic. The Belarusian handlebars were almost rolling out of the car with a head and feet. Just as the Belarusian handlebars rolled out of the car, the manager was playing tricks and moved his body to squeeze into the driver's seat of the car. While holding the steering wheel, he also stepped on the accelerator to the bottom with one foot!&1t;/p>
Like an old cow who was whipped to the extreme pain, the car that had not even had time to close the door roared and hovered half a circle in the spot. The sand poured over the ground and raised dust. Turned around and drove towards the direction when it came. While the car turned around, two Czech light machine guns mounted on the roadside suddenly rang, and at that time, they knocked several broken pieces around Mr. Mei to the ground.&1t;/p>
I didn't care about the guns piercing several holes in the windows, and I couldn't care about the screams from my companions who came from behind me after being hit by bullets. I rushed the car on the steering wheel and rushed toward the road when I came, and barely made the shaking body stable. But I didn't wait for the driving to breathe, and a string of bullets flying from somewhere had exploded the two tires on one side of the car body. I suddenly called the speeding car and staggered and hit a big tree on the side of the road......&1t;/p>
I wiped the tiny wounds on my face dizzyly. I didn't forget to turn my face and look at Mr. Mei who was curled up in the back seat of the car. I was desperate and screamed like a woman who was already scared. "Mr. Mei, I'm afraid I can't protect you this time...I'll try my best to block these people, so you can run away quickly"&1t;/p>
As he finished speaking, from the road to Sijiucheng, several cars rushed towards the land where the fire was being fired. The open windows were full of strong men holding machine guns, and the bullets swept towards the big men blocking the road like they didn't have money. But in the blink of an eye, several cars had already rushed past Mr. Mei and approached those people blocking the road and fired!&1t;/p>
Behind these cars, another car parked steadily next to the car where Mr. Mei was sitting. Yokogawa, who jumped out of the car, held a southern pistol in his hand, shouted loudly in Japanese toward the car skewed on the roadside: "Mr. Mei, are you safe and sound? We are here to rescue you..."&1t;/p>
It seemed as if the drowning man had grabbed the last life-saving straw. Mr. Mei, who had already been so scared that he had peed in his crotch, suddenly screamed at the top of his throat: "Help...... They are going to kill me..." (To be continued)&1t;/p>
Chapter completed!