Refusing to join the underworld: the days of fighting against bad boys

After talking about this matter, Zhao Wusheng exhaled, and then said slowly: "Now, tell me about that matter."

I waited patiently, knowing that this kind of thing should not be rushed, but I kept urging to hurry up and hurry up.

At this moment, Han Bing suddenly heard: "They are here!"

Panicked, I jumped out from the back of the pickup truck and looked in the distance, and sure enough, I saw a lot of dark shadows on the opposite side, and I roughly estimated that there were dozens of people.

"Brother Zhao, they are here, hurry up!" I shouted hastily. [

Zhao Wusheng didn't say anything, but still listened attentively, asking Zhang Yujie some questions in a low voice from time to time.

Those black shadows were different from me and Han Bing who came slowly. They seemed to be running. So many people were running in the snow together that the ground moved a little.

"Brother Zhao!" I rushed back to Zhao Wusheng's side: "They are here!"

Zhao Wusheng glanced at me, and then asked on the phone: "Describe that person's appearance again. From the perspective of skill, that person should not be old-fashioned, and the old-fashioned is not so powerful. How could it be possible to kill you with just three punches?" Can't get up?"

As soon as I heard it, it seemed that it was too early to end the call, so I stomped my feet anxiously, and went back to Laotu's grave, standing with Han Bingshunzi and the others.

Those people ran very fast, within a minute, they were already very close to us.

To my surprise, the two who ran in the front turned out to be Chatian and Zhangyang.The two of them gave me the feeling that one was fat in the middle age, the other was calm and panting when running, and they were not left behind by the others.

Being able to be the boss is not just by chance.

In another moment, a group of people had already run a few meters away from us, and then they stopped.

"Where's Zhao Wusheng?" Zhang Yang asked the three of us with a grim face.

Zhao Wusheng was still standing behind the pickup on the phone, speaking in such a low voice that they didn't notice it for a while.

"Let's go." I replied cautiously.

"Gone?!" Tan Tian stared at me and walked up to me: "Where did you go?"

I pointed behind me: "He ran from behind, it's such a big place, I don't know where he went."