"Then if I go back, I'll probably have a fight with Dou. Who's afraid of who?" Ma Wenbo sat down carelessly. It was just a matter of stirring up trouble. It's easy!

"Wait, I'm afraid they won't quarrel with you on the surface, but they started talking behind your back. If you ask me, why not do it neatly..." Cheng Gui grabbed Ma Wenbo's arm and put the cigarette butt on the ground.

Throw it, grit your teeth and make a downward cutting motion.

"...Fuck, I'm a fucking pig brain too! Just kill them and let them find the important person named Yan. If it can be better, let's sit on the mountain and watch the fight between tigers and tigers!" Ma Wenbo

Blinking his eyes, he slapped Cheng Gui on the shoulder.

This method is very appetizing and very effective. Not only can it destroy the negotiations between the two parties, but it is also very likely to cause the two sides to fight each other. By then, the Wolves will be able to reap the benefits. What a damn strong guy, he should be replaced.

Well, you have to call me Brother Bo!

"That's right, you have a good brain, I didn't expect this level!" Cheng Gui's eyes widened as he listened, with a look of sudden realization on his face.

"Hahahaha... Lao Cheng, since I met you, every step has been smoother. We are a perfect match... It doesn't seem right to say that, but that's probably what I mean. Don't worry, I'll wait and find out the last name.

If Yan goes on to do this, you will be the second-in-command of the Flying Tigers... Oops, do you think the name Flying Tigers doesn't sound too good? Can you help me think of a name with a wolf in it, something more powerful!"

This expression made Ma Wenbo so happy. Although Cheng Gui came up with the idea, most of the content was thought up by himself. He must be very smart. But he must not chill Cheng Gui's heart. This guy often has good ideas.

He always helps him deal with outsiders. If he wasn't a little older, he would have to kowtow to his boss. This is a typical Zhuge Liang!

"...How about Wolf Warrior?" Cheng Gui touched his chin and found it!

"Wolf Warriors... I've seen this movie, it's quite exciting. Come on, let's go to Wolf Warriors... Let's go back and make arrangements so that this grandson never comes back!" Ma Wenbo tilted his head and thought about it.

Satisfied, he put his arm around Cheng Gui's shoulder and continued walking down, chatting and laughing.

Randy regretted it again, not that he took the risk to inform Jiao San, but that he should not have brought a pistol with him. It was exactly as Hong Tao said. Before he even left the subway station, he was shot by two men carrying automatic rifles.

Captured.

Without giving him a chance to explain, he first searched his whole body and tied his hands before asking questions. Even though he knew he was here to find Jiao Qiao, he still didn't mention returning the weapons and instead took him to the police station.

The basement level is guarded by two other armed men.

It wasn't until a tall man came down to pick him up that he finally regained his freedom. After following this man up several floors, he finally met Jiao San. The most important thing at this time was to find a chance to whisper a few words, and not to worry about asking for a gun.

Gone. A good M92F, just gone!

"They want to kill me! No way...fuck, I know, it's probably that bad thing again. Just wait, I'll tell their boss about this and see what Ya Ting says!"

Jiao San was very confused as to why Randy was here, but he didn’t bother to ask any more questions. He heard that someone wanted to kill him. He didn’t believe it at first. Everyone had a good chat and many of their ideas coincided with each other. Even if he didn’t want to negotiate, he couldn’t kill him.

Kill yourself, unless you are crazy.

When I mentioned the madman, I suddenly realized that the cavalry captain who left early was a madman. I didn’t know where I offended him. From the moment they met, I was always in trouble with a gun and a stick. If someone wanted to kill me, it was because he didn’t run away.

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"No, Captain Hong said, we have no evidence. Anyone who rashly accuses the other party will be passive and may alert others. He asked me to inform you of the retreat route. As long as you follow this road, there will be no danger." Lan

Di took out a cigarette but did not smoke it, but showed it to Jiao San.

"... Come on, you wait here for now. I still have some things that I haven't gotten an accurate answer for. Let's go together after we finish talking. This damn old guy is going to get into trouble again. Don't worry, neither of us will do anything.

Something will happen... but the tiring work of cleaning up the aftermath is probably gone!"

It turned out that two landmarks were written on the cigarette with a waterproof pen. The font was better than any code words. Calligraphy masters could only imitate the shape but not the spirit. From these words, Jiao San also saw something

More content, a very familiar taste!

Without Captain Ma causing trouble, the ensuing conversation went much smoother. We first talked about each other's general ideas, and then decided on the place and method of the meeting on the premise that there was no serious conflict. Finally, we decided on the steps to ensure the safety of the three parties.

The villain's heart was put on the table, we had a clear discussion with real swords and guns, and finally we had a good time over wine.

It was almost 11 o'clock before Jiao Sancai staggered downstairs and belched wine, got on his big motorcycle, and led Randy, who was looking forward to seeing him, under the escort of two Flying Tigers riders, and headed west.

"Why did you come down so late!" Randy was very angry. Hong Tao was not so reassuring. Why was Jiao Qiao so unreliable? I told you that someone wanted to intercept him halfway, but he still drank so much. What a shame.

Fate doesn't matter, but you are not afraid of death and I am not afraid of death either!

"Hehehehe, Lao Lan, you said before that you are not as smart as my brother Hong, but you are still not convinced. Today I have proved it. Do you think I am really stupid? Don't worry, let them wait a little longer, and let the old man

Bastard, please blow more northwest wind. We are being used as bait, the risk is all ours, and the scenery is all his, why are you so anxious!" At this time, Jiao San was still a little wobbly while driving, but his tongue no longer curled up.

, the thinking is even clearer.

"Cunning Oriental!" Randy knew that he had been deceived again, but he really couldn't understand how a person could pretend to be drunk and look so similar? Not only did he walk and talk like one, but even his eyes were red.

The bloodshot eyes are red and the eyes are blank. This acting skill could win an Oscar!

The two motorcycles of the Flying Tigers did not follow them all the time. They turned around and left after crossing the Jianguomen Bridge. It was not that they were irresponsible, but it was inconvenient. At this time, no one wanted to let others know where they were stationed, and everyone understood it tacitly.

, being extremely polite is annoying.

"Hold tight... Wuwuwu..." Seeing the intersection of Beijing Station in front of him, Jiao San shouted into his helmet communicator, suddenly turned left, and stepped on the accelerator, the motorcycle roared into the dark.

Painted streets.

"Here, what is this place?" If Randy could still recognize some of the streets in the city during the day, then at night he was really blind. Looking at the dark shadows of trees passing by quickly on both sides, he felt really guilty.

"Shut up, hold on tight, clamp your legs, I'm going to speed up, there's a tail behind me!" At this time, Jiao San not only didn't speak loudly, but also stopped shaking the car, and increased the accelerator again.

"Damn... these grandsons really want me to die!" After passing the Chongwenmen intersection, and further south is Ciqikou. Seeing that they were about to reach the intersection, Jiao San suddenly cursed and turned the accelerator.

Yelling, the speed of the car actually dropped.

"What's wrong?" Randy can also ride a motorcycle, and he heard something was wrong from the roar.

"The fetus is punctured...Old bastard, are you here? If you don't show your fucking head, we will have to confess!" At this time, several lights appeared behind, getting closer and closer.

Jiao San understood that it was a modified electric motorcycle that picked up speed very quickly. The top speed was no slower than a road race, but it made no noise. With the condition of his car, he would be overtaken within a few hundred meters.

"Why are you panicking...turn right and enter the north gate!" The reply came immediately from the earphones.

"...You fucking have to pay for my car!" Jiao San tightened the accelerator again. Although the tire was losing air, it was losing air very slowly. It seemed that it was done by an expert, just to let himself run for a while before leaving.

Flying Tigers control the area, and then round them up.

"Okay, my Rolls-Royce Prince is yours!" Hong Tao agreed very happily, and he really regarded money as dirt.

"Get out of here, uncle... keep an eye on me, I'm going in..." Jiao San almost fell out of the car, Rolls-Royce, even the eldest prince! It was just a shared electric bicycle, and there was a sign at the entrance of the park.

There was a huge pile, and several contemporary scooters were pried open by Sun Jianshe.

When Hong Tao had nothing to do, he rode around in the park all day long to check the work. In order to achieve the purpose of long-term occupation, he cut off the little angel from a Rolls-Royce and welded it on the handlebar, and made another one.
Chapter completed!