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Chen Qiang finally patted the Land Rover driver's fat face with his free left hand, then put away his gun, opened the door and got out of the car, saying in a cold voice: "Drive the car away for me."

After saying that, he slammed the car door shut and stood aside, waiting for the Land Rover driver to drive away so that he could occupy the parking space himself.

The Land Rover driver already had a bruised face and nose, especially his nose, which was hurting badly. It felt like the bridge of his nose was broken. He had just lost a lot of blood, and he still felt something sticky in his nose.

He first took a few tissues, then carefully wiped the mirror in the car, but he still grimaced in pain.

Chen Qiang's previous attack was not lenient, of course this was relatively speaking. The fat driver thought he was too ruthless, but Chen Qiang thought he had been very lenient. Otherwise, the bald fat man would have been disabled long ago, or at least unconscious.

The fat man was still wiping the blood from his nose and mouth in front of the mirror. When Chen Qiang saw that he didn't drive away immediately, he came over and banged on the car window a few times, then shouted at him inside: "Are you fucking deaf? I told you to drive away quickly, didn't you hear me?"

There would have been nothing wrong in letting the fat man stay a little longer, but Chen Qiang had already seen the electric car he had rented at the corner of the street, so he naturally urged the fat man to drive away the Land Rover and make room for the parking space.

The bald fat man in the car turned pale, but he didn't dare to stay any longer. He started the car immediately, reversed, turned left, reversed again, turned left again, and after several times, the front of the car successfully moved out of the parking space, then drove forward, and the entire Land Rover drove out of the parking space.

At this time, Wang Wanjun was waiting in his car about ten meters away. The people in the car saw the Land Rover move out of position, and also saw Chen Qiang standing next to a Volkswagen sedan next to it.

After my Land Rover drove out of the parking space, Chen Qiang walked to the middle of the road in the right lane and waved to Wang Wanjun, asking him to drive over and park.

Wang Wanjun started the car and drove towards the parking space. But soon a terrifying scene appeared, causing Wang Wanjun to widen his eyes.

The bald fat man was driving a Land Rover and had already driven out of the parking space about ten meters away, but he suddenly stopped the car, backed up, and crashed into Chen Qiang at a very fast speed.

It just so happened that Chen Qiang was facing away from the Land Rover at this time, and was waving his hand to direct the electric car to come over.

It took only a few seconds for Chen Qiang to realize something was wrong and when he turned around he was hit by the rapidly reversing Land Rover and flew away.

Chen Qiang was born a soldier and a mercenary, so his combat skills are of course very high. But unfortunately, he is almost forty years old, and he has not been able to use his skills in the company in recent years. Of course, his combat skills and intuition about danger have declined a lot.

Not to mention, in today's peaceful and safe environment in the country, his vigilance has been reduced a lot.

In addition, he took things for granted. He took it for granted that the Land Rover driver would not have the guts to hit him. After all, he had just beaten him up and was as cowardly as a jerk. He was even more frightened to the point of peeing his pants when he pointed a gun at him in the car.

Chen Qiang saw all this with his own eyes, so in his opinion, this Land Rover driver who looked like a gangster boss was just a show-off. He looked fierce on the surface, but in fact he was just a coward who bullied the weak and feared the strong.

But he clearly misjudged the complexity of human nature.

He really didn't intend to hit the bald driver of the Land Rover at first, but after he drove the car out of the parking space, he became angrier and angrier, and felt more and more helpless.

Another thing is that just now in the car, Chen Qiang took a photo of his ID card, which had his home address on it. And Chen Qiang had a gun in his hand, which made him a criminal. He certainly didn't want himself and his family to be targeted by a vicious criminal like Chen Qiang.

It’s okay for him to have a wife, but he has two adorable twin daughters who are only five years old. How could he be willing to put his two children in danger?

In addition to the beating Chen Qiang had given him before, and the humiliation he had just suffered.

The Land Rover driver became angrier and angrier the more he thought about it, and when he thought of the safety of his two little kids, he suddenly became furious.

Just at this moment, Chen Qiang was looking for death, standing in the middle of the road with his back to the Land Rover. This position was too cool, and if he didn't reverse and hit it, it would really be a waste of this good opportunity.

So, in a fit of impulsiveness, he quickly reversed and crashed into the car.

He saw from the rearview mirror that Chen Qiang was hit by his Land Rover and flew into the air.

Although Chen Qiang had quickly taken protective action, the impact was so strong and the location was so direct that he was knocked flying and then fell heavily on the windshield of Wang Wanjun's electric car.

With a loud bang, the whole person, coupled with the acceleration of gravity, directly shattered the windshield. Chen Qiang's head hit it heavily, and his head was bleeding.

Then he rolled off the hood of the car.

His lower back was already broken by the Land Rover, and now he was hit hard by the rented domestic electric car. If he hadn't protected his face with his hands, he would have been in a much worse situation.

At that moment, Chen Qiang rolled to the ground, feeling as if his whole body was falling apart. The reason he didn't faint from the pain was that his pain resistance and willpower were much higher than those of ordinary people.

The only thing that made him feel not so bad was that although his hands were painful, they were not numb and he could still move them.

His professional habits and combat qualities suddenly came back to him. He immediately pulled out his gun from his waist, turned on the safety, turned around with difficulty, and fired two shots at the driver's window of the Land Rover.

Because the Land Rover had just reversed and hit someone, and then it braked suddenly, the body of the Land Rover tilted to one side. The driver's seat was facing Chen Qiang who was already lying on the ground, giving him an angle to shoot.

Driven by his fighting instinct and sense of danger, Chen Qiang was afraid that the Land Rover would come and run him over again. In this situation, saving his life was the most important thing, so he did not hesitate at all and just drew his gun and shot.

The bald fat driver in the Land Rover was very unlucky, or maybe it was because of Chen Qiang's several years of experience as a mercenary, his shooting skills were really accurate, the bullet of the first shot successfully shattered the window glass on the driver's side, then went through the glass and directly hit the fat man's left shoulder, blood splattered, and he screamed in pain and fell to the passenger side, but he avoided the second shot that followed.

If he hadn't been hit by the first shot, the second shot that followed would most likely have shot him in the head.

In this way, the fat driver can be said to have turned a disaster into a blessing.

After firing two shots, knowing that he had hit the fat driver, Chen Qiang stopped shooting. After all, this was a downtown area and there were surveillance cameras everywhere. If he fired the gun, things would become serious.

In fact, after he fired the two shots, he regretted it a little. The fat guy didn't mean to hit him to death.

The two shots just now were more like his stress response to danger.

"Get out of the car! Carry me up!"

Chen Qiang shouted loudly towards the driver's seat of the electric car.

At this time, Wang Wanjun should get out of the car immediately, carry him who was already unable to move into the car, then quickly escape from here, find a place to hide, and then find a doctor to treat his injuries.

But at this time, the people on the electric bike were already stunned by the scene before them, especially after seeing Chen Qiang shooting, every one of them had a look of horror on their face.

This happened in broad daylight, and on a downtown street. In Dragon Country, the public security is good, and guns are strictly prohibited. If guns are involved, the police station will definitely investigate.

Even though the four people in the car had guns in their hands, they would not take them out easily. Even if they did, they would only use them to scare people, and they would not shoot casually.

If Chen Qiang fired the gun, even if he himself was in trouble, he would probably be implicated as well.

The middle-aged debt collector in the car was so angry that he wanted to shoot Chen Qiang with his gun. Because his .3 pistol was still on Chen Qiang, if Chen Qiang was arrested, his gun would be confiscated by the police, and then naturally found on him, and then the police would probably find out that three years ago, someone used this gun to seriously injure someone.

This was what he had been worried about before, so he wanted to get these Type 38 pistols back.

"Damn it! Laojiu, get out of the car right now and take back the .38 from him. We're leaving right away."

The middle-aged debt collector gave the order in a low voice.

Lao Jiu, who was on the far right in the back row, got out of the car without saying a word, drew his gun, crouched down, and used the cover of the car to try to go around Chen Qiang from behind, control him, disarm him, and take back the .38 pistol.

But just as Lao Jiu got behind Chen Qiang, Chen Qiang had already sensed it and turned around, pointed the gun at him, and said coldly: "Put down the gun."

Lao Jiu had the gun pointed at him, and looking at his murderous face, his hands went limp and he threw the gun to the ground.

Although they are all considered ruthless characters, they cannot be compared with Chen Qiang, who was a mercenary and had killed many people. What's more, they immediately backed down when facing a gun.

Besides, he only earns 20,000 to 30,000 yuan in the company, which is only 300,000 to 400,000 yuan a year. It is not necessary for him to risk his life, let alone risk his own life.

"get off!"

Chen Qiang endured the pain all over his body and shouted to Wang Wanjun in the car. When he was knocked over and hit the front windshield of the electric car, he saw the situation in the car. Of course, he had been on guard against the people in the car.

"I was held hostage by them. They also had guns."

Wang Wanjun responded immediately.

"One for one, I'll count to three or I'll shoot."

If Chen Qiang hadn't fired the gun just now, the middle-aged debt collector in the car would not have believed it, but now he definitely believed it. He immediately said, "Give me back my .38 rifle, and we'll leave right away."

Just as Chen Qiang was about to agree, he heard the Land Rover with a broken window suddenly start up with a loud noise, stepped on the accelerator and sped forward, disappearing in the blink of an eye like a racing car. Apparently, the bald fat driver had already fled quickly after coming to his senses.

Needless to say, the Land Rover driver quickly called the police.

"Hurry up, give me the gun, we'll leave right away."

The middle-aged debt collector in the car was more anxious than Chen Qiang.

Chen Qiang cursed inwardly. He certainly didn't want to waste time at this time, so he immediately said, "It's in the glove box in front of the passenger seat. Get it and get out of here."

At this time, Chen Qiang certainly regretted not returning the broken gun to the other party, and regretted the conflict with the Land Rover driver. What he regretted even more was that he was too soft-hearted and let him go, and then was hit by the other party's car.

At this time, his lower body had almost lost sensation and he could not move. He was vaguely worried that he would become paralyzed.

When the middle-aged debt collector heard that his .38 pistol was in the glove box in front of the passenger seat, he almost slapped himself in the face.

He subconsciously thought that his gun was on Chen Qiang's person, so he didn't search the car immediately after he hid it in the car. In fact, he didn't have much time at that time, because Wang Wanjun came back within two minutes of them hiding in the car, so he hijacked Wang Wanjun and forgot to search the car.

He immediately got out of the car, walked to the front passenger seat, opened the front glove box, and sure enough, his .38 pistol was inside.

  Gan!

The middle-aged debt collector cursed and immediately took out his Type 38 pistol. Without even closing the glove box, he shouted to the two people on his side: "Let's go."

After saying that, he turned around and walked away, quickly fleeing towards where he had parked his car before. He didn't want to be implicated.

The person in the car who had pointed a gun at Wang Wanjun quickly got out of the car and followed the middle-aged man to collect the debt.

Seeing this, the man called Lao Jiu could only bite the bullet and carefully bend down to pick up the pistol he had just dropped on the ground. Seeing that although Chen Qiang was still pointing the gun at him, there was no other reaction, he immediately turned around and left.

Chen Qiang secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.

Wang Wanjun then opened the car door and got out. Without any extra words, he picked up Chen Qiang, put him in the back seat, started the car and drove quickly towards the port.

There is still a time difference now.

Of course, they hope that the Land Rover driver has not called the police yet, or does not dare to call the police.

  But is this possible?

"What should we do now?" Wang Wanjun asked while driving.

Although he looked calm on the surface, he was actually panicking inside. The reason was, of course, that Chen Qiang had fired a gun in a busy street and injured someone.

Although they had made a contingency plan beforehand, that is, in case of any special circumstances and Chen Feng called the police, they would quickly evacuate Xiuzhou, go to Xiuzhou Port, sneak onto an outbound cargo ship and escape the country first.

Although this plan looks good, it is very difficult to execute. First of all, it is almost impossible for them to reach the port smoothly if they are surrounded and blocked by the police; secondly, how to sneak onto the freighter is also a problem.

"I feel like I've been possessed by a demon this time. I'm so damn unlucky."

Chen Qiang finished speaking with a gloomy face, enduring the pain all over his body and said: "I think it will be difficult to escape this time, but you can still protect yourself. With the boss coming forward, you won't be in trouble. Later, you will find a place with a bridge and throw your pistol into the river in a hidden place. If you are blocked by the police, you can say that I hired a driver. Anyway, you are the driver in the company now."

Wang Wanjun was very satisfied with Chen Qiang's suggestion, but he still said, "Maybe it will be okay. How about we follow the original plan, go to the port first, sneak onto the cargo ship, and go abroad to avoid the limelight?"

"I'm injured and I can't feel the sensation in both of my feet. You should take me to the hospital first."

Just now, due to the effect of adrenaline, he could barely bear the pain, but now that he was relaxed, he could hardly bear it. (End of this chapter)