Chen family monster

Updated: 2011-06-27

Chapter 320 Eight

As soon as the foreign aid left, the old monster and Chen Ping were left guarding a pile of corpses. It was hard to say that they were afraid, but thinking of dealing with the scene, Chen Ping felt a pain in the ass. He acted stupidly, the media in Shanghai and Nanjing must have gone crazy the next day, he looked at the old monster, smiled and handed out a cigarette, and said softly, Mr. Wang, look at these people on the ground?

The old monster took the cigarette and did not stop Chen Ping from lighting it for him. After taking a deep breath, he said with a straight face and let them come back to clean up by themselves.

Chen Ping said goodbye with a hippie smile. It is not certain whether they can chase him back, and even if they come back, it will be dawn soon. There is no time to deal with this NO. Yes, anyway, there is gasoline in the car next to me, so I set it on fire to save trouble.

After talking about it for a long time, Chen Ping finally persuaded the old monster to start doing coolies. At night, at nearly 12 o'clock, the old and the young were busy carrying the corpses, throwing them together, and then cleaning up the blood on the ground, which took nearly an hour. Tired to death, Mr. Chen didn't care about taking a rest. He found some dry firewood and put them on the pile of corpses. The old monster had already made a lot of gasoline from the other bullets, and poured all of it on it. Chen Ping lit the fire. , the two have a clear division of labor.

The fire was raging.

Chen Ping and the old monster found a place to squat down and smoke silently. Dozens of corpses can't be burned casually with a single fire, and no amount of gasoline will do. At least some clues will be left behind. Gun battles have been extremely sensitive in recent years. No matter how hard the Chen family can cover the sky with one hand, they can't cover up such a big case. They can only destroy all the evidence as much as possible.

Half an hour later, the fire weakened, and Chen Ping came over to find some dry firewood, and the old monster poured gasoline.A large pile of corpses was burning again. It was almost one o'clock in the morning, and the land was relatively remote, in the wilderness, and there were not many vehicles passing by. Chen Ping squinted his eyes, smoked a cigarette, looked at the fire in front of him, and said to himself What a wonderful society, it's ironic that this kind of thing happened.

The old monster sat beside him, crossed his legs and fell asleep. He had already passed the age of emotion for no reason, and now he was just eating and waiting to die, and had no interest in mourning the spring and autumn with the young master.

It was not until around three o'clock in the morning that dozens of corpses slowly turned into ashes. After running around four or five times to find firewood, Chen Ping insisted on getting up, and once again collected a large amount of dry firewood and threw it on the spot to light it. After throwing it out, I was completely relieved. The foreign aid team hadn't come back yet. Chen Ping called Chen Fugui, but no one answered, and Chen Ping didn't bother to worry about it. Even if he can't catch up with Yue Chenyu, at least there won't be too much loss. You must know that uncle is a lunatic who dared to break into the enemy's headquarters with two people during a military exercise when he was young. For him, he was almost completely immune. Mr. Chen felt no pressure. He stood up and stretched his waist. He smiled lightly and said, Mr. Wang, let's go back and wait for the news. There are several cars, one for each of us, and we will drive back and destroy them.

The old monster told Chen Ping very calmly that these cars accidentally ran out of gasoline when they burned the corpses just now.

“…”

Chen Ping was speechless for a while, and finally asked without giving up.

The old monster nodded with a natural expression.

Mr. Chen went berserk on the spot, jumping up and scolding Mr. Wang, you idiot, why don't we go back after we've drained all the oil?Nanjing is at least [-] or [-] kilometers away, so walk back?The Long March doesn't play like this, does it?

The old monster took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, it was a four-dollar red plum, took out one and lit it for himself, and said calmly, waiting for them to come back.

Chen Ping didn't know whether to laugh or cry, this place is not a damn good place, something might happen if you wait here, he took a look at the old monster, and said helplessly, get in the car and stay there, it's late at night, Panic seeps outside the car.

Chen Ping got into one of the Buick commercial vehicles and lay in the back row in a daze. This should be the command vehicle for this operation. It is luxurious and comfortable, and the internal communication device is not a wireless phone or the like. Holding a lot of bullets, it seems that the uncle swept them all down before they could be used.

The phone rang suddenly, but it was not Chen Ping's phone. The ringtone was loud rock music. Chen Ping was stunned for a moment, narrowed his eyes, took the phone from the front row, pressed the answer button, but said nothing.

"What's the matter?" A male voice sounded on the other end of the phone. The voice was young, with a very indifferent tone, a little cold. It was purely a formulaic tone of a superior talking to his subordinates, without any emotional fluctuations.

Chen Ping smiled brightly, and said to the phone, guess what.

There was silence immediately.

There was deathly silence in the car, Chen Ping grinned and smiled, his eyes were cold.

"Chen Ping?" The other end of the phone was silent for about 5 minutes, and finally the voice came again, with a little surprise in his calmness, and even a little smile, without the slightest sense of panic.

Holding the phone, Chen Ping asked Helian Zijing?

The man on the phone didn't answer, and said lightly, did the fish fall into your hands again?What a silly girl, she wasn't allowed to go this time, but in the end she followed secretly, Chen Ping, how about we make a deal?If you send Yue Chenyu back to Beijing, I won't trouble you in a short time.

Chen Ping smiled and said Yo, Young Master Helian really thinks I'm a three-year-old?Or do you think that I am a soft persimmon that you can knead?Yes, Yue Chenyu is in my hands, but I still won't return it to you. Your future wife is quite interesting, and I'm tempted to look at it. How about it?

He Lianzijing still had the calm posture of the old well, and could not hear any other emotions, as if he was discussing with Chen Ping sincerely, and he couldn't do it without the slightest anger.

Chen Ping sneered and said, "If you can't do it, you have to do it, Helian Zijing, don't think that you can turn the clouds and rains upside down, and you won't trouble me in a short time?"Fuck, I like trouble. Whatever means you have, just use it. I want to see how big a wave you, the heir of the Helian family, can make.

Helian Zijing sighed softly, fell silent for a while, and hung up the phone without hesitation. From the beginning to the end, the number one heir to the Helian family was like a bodhisattva without the slightest anger, even if Chen Ping was so provocative. The slightest mood swings, the determination of the heart is outrageous.

Chen Ping hung up the phone, frowning fiercely, smoking a cigarette, with a gloomy expression.

Until five o'clock in the morning, a group of foreign aid did not come back. During this period, Chen Ping called Chen Fugui again, was hung up hastily, and sent back a text message: It's all right, don't answer, Chen Ping won't bother you anymore, get off. Car, came to the old monster who was looking up at the night sky in a daze, and smiled lightly and said, "Old Wang, are you not sleepy?"

The old monster shook his head slightly, and threw the cigarette butt in his hand on the ground casually, saying that he was not sleepy. He seldom smoked a whole pack of red plums in one night. Throw it away and replace it with a new one. Chen Ping looked at it for a long time in the car and thought it was interesting, so he couldn't help getting out of the car to chat with him.

"We are both stupid enough, we only focus on killing people and setting fires, and we don't even look at the gas tank, well, now we're stuck here, shit, there are so few cars in this damn place during the day, we don't even want to take the bus, Wang Old Wang, you are so wise." Chen Ping said helplessly, holding a branch on the ground in his mouth.

The old monster was silent again, completely ignoring the topic.

A white open-top Z8 suddenly appeared from around the corner, drove slowly, and stopped beside Chen Ping. The woman in the car was exquisite, wearing sunglasses, rose-colored hair, charming face, and the posture of a top mistress. She looked at Chen Ping with a pale face, but her eyes were extraordinarily bright, and she smiled and said, little brother, sister will take you back, five yuan, why don't you?

Do you want to do it?

This sentence is really fucking soul-stirring.

However, Chen Ping didn't have the slightest idea of ​​charming at this time, he squinted and stared at the young woman on z8, his face was cloudy and uncertain.

The z8 young woman was sitting in the car, smiling as usual, quietly looking at Chen Ping, and even flirting with a childlike innocence, she winked at someone.

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