On the broken board bridge.

Zhong Ping's Mercedes-Benz stopped.

He got out of the car first, pulled out the key, and came to the bridge, looking at the silence and darkness around him, and showed a strange smile.

In the car, Zhuang Xin seemed to be fine, opened the car door and walked out of the car: "The place Boss Zhong chose is really quiet. There is no one around, far away from the downtown area. At this time, I am afraid that no one will hear it."

"Haha! Mr. Zhuang was joking." Zhong Ping smiled happily, not agreeing with Zhuang Xin's words on the surface, but he was very proud in his heart.

Zhuang Xin said it well, the place he chose was secluded.

There is no one around, far away from the downtown area, and it is still remote.

Even if something happens, no one knows.

This is what he wants.

Zhang Liya also walked down. The cold wind blew on the bridge, causing her to unconsciously pull her clothes.

Here... is so gloomy.

When she remembered what Zhong Ping said, she felt a little panicked.

I really want to kill Zhuang Xin? If this is killed, how will the next thing be handled?

Will they be discovered?

Then……

Thinking of this, she hurried to Zhong Ping's side, pulled him back for a while, and whispered: "Or, or forget it, break his legs and teach him a lesson."

"You should understand the truth that you can't kill a snake but will suffer if you don't die. It's over here, this guy is no longer the end of this guy! Now, you're right to listen to mine. Just watch from the side. If you're afraid, you can leave first, just pretend that nothing has happened." Zhong Ping winked at her.

But Zhang Liya was still afraid.

I don’t know if Zhuang Xin said that Zhong Ping killed his wife, is it true... If it is true, if Zhong Ping goes crazy, she will also...

When she thought of this, she shuddered.

"Two, there is no one here, why bother whispering?" Zhuang Xin put his hand in his pocket and leaned against the fence beside the bridge. Even the blue waves under the bridge were invisible to see the fish.

"Mr. Zhuang! Now I will give you face and call you Mr. Zhuang. At this time, do you think you have the final say?" Zhong Ping's expression no longer had the gentleness he had just now, and there was a little more sinisterness.

The moment he pulled out the key from the car, he had the final say here.

Zhuang Xin had no choice, no matter how much he said, he was just a dead body in the river.

"So, now Mr. Zhong, are you the final decision?" Zhuang Xin still looked the same, his expression had no change, and he was very calm...

But it was this kind of calm that instantly angered Zhong Ping. He had been enduring it for a long time since he arrived here in the restaurant.

This Zhuang Xin is in his twenties and is just a stinky boy. Why should he fight him?

He dares to use the old things from that year to threaten him? He really thought that in this way, he would surrender and submit. He asked him to change the place, change the place, and let him break the board bridge, and he would break the board bridge!

It's ridiculous!

Zhong Ping showed a ferocious look and stared at Zhuang Xin: "From now on, I really have the final say here. I say now... If you can't live today, you can't live today!"

He slowly took out the phone and...

Dial Lao Lang’s number!

The old wolf is on the way.

The worn motorcycle has driven the fastest.

The loud sound exploded on the road.

Those cruel eyes stared at them tightly!

As we are approaching, we are just ahead, and in front is the broken board bridge!

Seventy million, he is here.

With the roar of the accelerator pressing to the end of the motorcycle, suddenly... Lao Lang felt that something seemed to be pressing under his car.

Immediately afterwards, the motorcycle's wheels became unbalanced.

Squeak squeak ~

On the wheel, the epidermis heart exploded, and the iron skeleton rubbed against the ground, leaving behind a series of sparks.

Lao Lang's eyes swept across the ground and saw dense nails.

His pupils contracted, and the unbalanced motorcycle could no longer control his unbalanced motorcycle. He hit the ground hard and flew out directly, hitting a light pole on the side of the road.

A touch of a sound.

The back of the waist was in severe pain, as if it was hit by a truck. Lao Lang took a breath and widened his eyes.

At the same time, he felt that the backbone behind him seemed to be broken.

The moment he hit the lamp pole, in addition to the dull sound, there was also a crisp sound of bones breaking open.

He could feel that his lower body had lost consciousness.

Something is wrong!

Something is so wrong.

Lao Lang walked this road countless times.

Or, when he heads to Duanbanqiao, he will go to investigate every day.

Because every time you solve the enemy, you choose to use Duanbanqiao.

It can be said that there will definitely be no nails on this road.

There will be no trucks passing by, because the road here is too small and the trucks cannot get through.

Moreover, it is too remote and there will be no delivery.

It won’t accidentally drop nails, but it’s still the same regular and dense nails.

At first glance, some people put down these things deliberately.

Who would have put these nails?

He wanted to stand up, but unfortunately he couldn't stand up anymore.

In the end, he could only use his hands to support the ground and slowly move towards the motorcycle. His dagger was still in the car... As long as he got the dagger, he would still have a little ability to resist.

If he loses the dagger, he will be no different from a stronger ordinary person.

Ten meters, seven meters, five meters, four meters...two meters...

It's approaching, the motorcycle is right in front of you.

He widened his eyes and stretched out his hand. In the motorcycle seat was his dagger.

But it was the moment when he reached out and was about to touch the dagger.

A pair of black sneakers stomped on his hands.

His hand pressed on the motorcycle's chimney. The chimney was already like a burnt iron bar, pressing his hand on it, and the sizzling sound was endless, and the smell of barbecue filled the air.

Lao Lang looked up in horror and saw five people in black clothes, surrounded him, lowered his head, and looked at him quietly.

These people all had a strange little sign on their chests, with some numbered numbers on them.

"you!"

Lao Lang looked at these people and felt extremely frightened.

Who are these people?

Why did he suddenly get a nail and surrounded him?

Enemy?

The descendants of those who were killed by him?

But……

These people look more like an organization.

He asked himself that he had not offended any powerful talent.

"Notification 14882, we have caught the old wolf."

"I understand! Ask Mr. Zhuang first what to do, Lao Lang's life... keep it first!"

"good."

The man put down the walkie-talkie and finally let go of his feet.

The old wolf retracted his hand in an instant, and a large area was burned on it. The severe pain made him grit his teeth and his face twisted together.

From now on, Lao Lang has understood...

I offended the person I want to kill this time.

Zhuang Shao, Zhuang Xin...

It seems that he was arrested was not accidental!
Chapter completed!