477: C477 Ambush on the Road

C477 Ambush on the Road

After squatting for a few days in the detention center, Zhang Muye was finally going out.

No matter what methods Li Zi used, Zhang Muye would not admit it. After violating the rules and imprisoning Zhang Muye for a few days, he really could not do anything about it. Helpless, Li Zi had no choice but to release Zhang Muye.

When the prison guard called Zhang Muye, he saw Zhang Muye lying comfortably in Prison No. 2. Three or five of his underlings were sweating profusely as they massaged Zhang Muye's feet and back. All of a sudden, the force was not released. Zhang Muye flipped his hand and gave him a slap. Seeing the prison guard, Zhang Muye wanted to get off the bed, but there were already some underlings kneeling on the ground to serve as a cushion for him.

After knowing that he could go out, Zhang Muye was quite surprised. After all, in his opinion, he still needed to stay for a while longer.

However, it was undeniable that it was very comfortable inside.

Why? Because other than not having a woman inside, he lived a more carefree life than outside. Other than violently beating up the old man, In the number, there were a few hoodlums who did not know what to do and provoked Zhang Muye. In the end, they were crippled by Zhang Muye with a single finger. In an instant, Zhang Muye's name in the number was like the sun in the sky. Everyone knew that there was a Chu Bawang in the number. If he could fight, he would fight. Whoever provoked him would be careful to sit in a wheelchair in his next life.

Especially the prisoners who lived together. They fed Zhang Muye delicious food and drinks first. Every day, someone would bend down and massage his back. He came down from the upper bunk. Someone would bow down. As a saddle, there was no more smoke? Someone brought him in from the outside. He was still the best of the best.

Smoking happily shook Wang Ba, and a group of servants served him.

This was f * cking more comfortable than a deity's life.

However, no matter how comfortable the life was, it would still have to end. Before leaving, a group of hooligans sent Zhang Muye away as if they were sending a mourning god. They said, "Brother, don't leave. We really miss you. "

"Big Brother, once you leave, our hearts will be empty. "

"Boss, when will you come back? When will we serve you?"

"You are me, Big Brother. If you turn traitor. . . I will spend the rest of my life in prison with you. "

However, he was actually cursing in his heart, 'F * ck you, get the f * ck out of here! I don't want to see you ever again!' With Zhang Muye's domineering temper, he could easily slap his front teeth off. It was so heavy that he was going to be beaten into a retard.

Everyone was f * cking scared!

When he got out of prison, no one came to pick up Zhang Muye. There were a few wild dogs hanging outside the detention center.

After all, the injured and disabled escaped. Even those who were lucky enough to escape were listed as criminals who didn't dare to run around. After coming out, Zhang Muye made a phone call to Old Wolf. He found out that Ma Laoliu had finally survived the gates of hell. Although the triangular-eyed knife had nailed Ma Laoliu to the table, it did not really pierce his heart. Ma Laoliu had saved his life!

However, he was not in the hospital. Instead, he hid in a remote house to recuperate.

They wanted to treat their injuries in the hospital, but a group of thugs suddenly rushed into Ma Laoliu's ward yesterday. Each of them held a machete and seemed to want to attack Ma Laoliu. Luckily, Ma Laoliu changed the ward at that time, and these thugs missed.

But these thugs were too arrogant. They alarmed the hospital and not only called for the surveillance video, but also called the police. However, Ma Laoliu and the others knew that as long as no one died, it would be useless even if they called the police. Besides, they might have a lot of connections between them.

Ma Laoliu and Old Wolf had also seen the video. They knew all the men in the video. They were the group of people who had gone to the Wei Zhentian Club to kill. Although they didn't know what was going on with these guys, they heard that they were the subordinates of a man called the Crown Prince.

Ma Laoliu and Old Wolf had heard about this prince before. He was Big Brother, who had recently risen in the Nanguan District. He was known for his ruthlessness and ruthlessness. They had heard that the entertainment club he opened also had illegal activities such as drug trafficking and drugs, but there was no way to verify it. Because the club he opened was far away from Zhen Zhentian Man, Ma Laoliu did not find trouble with him.

He never thought that he would dare to mess up Wei Zhentian's place.

After hearing these, Zhang Muye nodded to show that he understood. He said to Ma Laoliu, "You can lie down in bed and rest in peace. Leave the rest of the matters to me. "

. . .

After expressing his condolences to Ma Laoliu, Old Wolf drove Zhang Muye back.

As soon as the two of them got into the car, a Buick quietly drove past. The window opened, and a black muzzle stretched out and aimed. Zhang Muye saw this scene from the rearview mirror and shouted, "Be careful. "

He pressed Old Wolf's head down.

"Clang!"

Almost at the same time, a gunshot rang out. The bullet pierced through the window and flew past Old Wolf's face. Old Wolf turned around from the gates of hell.

"Clang!" A second gunshot rang out. This time, the bullet did not fly out. Instead, it was a scream coming from the Buick. Zhang Muye was puzzled. Could it be that there was an internal conflict among the criminals? He saw Buick suddenly shoot out like an arrow.1

Zhang Muye turned the front of the car and quickly dashed out to catch up with Buick in front of him.

The two cars started a crazy chase. Soon, both sides drove onto the national road, far away from the city to the deserted wilderness. Zhang Muye drove the car as fast as he could without any hesitation. The driver of the Buick was shocked and panicked. He suddenly turned the steering wheel and hit the tree beside him with a bang. The front of the car was completely stuck and could not be driven anymore.

"Still running?!"

Zhang Muye and Old Wolf slowly got off the car. Zhang Muye still had time to smoke a cigarette. He was calm and composed. After a while, the Buick door opened. Three young men supported each other as they got off the car.

One of them was supported by someone. His face was covered in blood, and broken iron pieces were stuck in his face. One of his hands and two fingers were blown away. Old Wolf laughed. "Damn it, it exploded!"

No wonder there were no bullets when the second shot was fired, and there were screams coming from the car. This was what it meant to bring disaster upon oneself.

Zhang Muye asked leisurely, "Who ordered it?"

"Your mother ordered it. " One of the Yellow Hair's face was full of arrogance. He held a handgun and aimed it at Zhang Muye.

Zhang Muye looked straight at the muzzle of the gun. "If you have the guts, shoot at me. Hit me here. "

Zhang Muye even stuck his head out. Yellow Hair was so scared that his face turned pale.

This was something they had made with earth. There were no safety measures. If it exploded, it would cost them their lives.

The brother beside him who had two fingers blown up was a living example. This was still considered good. The broken pieces did not shoot into his head, or else he would have died.

Yellow Hair did not dare to shoot. A scar-faced man beside him said loudly: "Yellow Hair, don't be afraid. We also have the strength of the two of them. We still have a knife. Kill them. "

Yellow Hair nodded. He threw his brother, who was rolling on the ground in pain, and swung his knife at Zhang Muye. Zhang Muye dodged the knife. Old Wolf's fist hit Yellow Hair's nose from behind. Yellow Hair screamed and fell to the ground. Scar Face lifted his knife and slashed at Old Wolf's head. Zhang Muye kicked him and Scar Face screamed and flew away. He crashed into the Buick and blood came out of his head.

Zhang Muye came in front of Yellow Hair with a cold smile. Yellow Hair was so scared that he cowered on the ground. Zhang Muye grabbed Yellow Hair's neck and said, "Tell me, who sent you here?"

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