Village Doctor's Magic Hands

After a long night's attack, the four people changed shifts in turn, which greatly improved their speed and sleep. Zhao Sanjin was close to the destination marked on the navigation at eight or nine o'clock in the morning.

"As one of the best gangsters, I'm afraid the flying car party won't be stupid enough to easily expose their position in public?" Mu Chen, who was silent all the way, couldn't help but insert a word, looked at Zhao Sanjin curiously and said, "is it our wrong idea?"

"Use the simplest and effective way." Zhao Sanjin didn't want to tangle so much, and he wasn't in the mood to play cat and mouse with each other. He just looked around and sneered: "isn't it the best solution to find some gangsters to lead the way?"

"That's reasonable!" Heibao agreed with Zhao Sanjin's proposal with both hands.

Around the central street, there is a quiet path. This place is generally a gathering place for gangsters. If the news is correct, Zhao Sanjin has reason to believe that the flying car party will not be foolish enough to let people from other gangs in.

Sure enough, not far along the path, more than a dozen gangsters with a ruffian face appeared in front of Zhao Sanjin. Without saying a word, Zhao Sanjin swung his fist and rushed up. One punch and one foot directly turned over three or four people, making the gangsters confused and forced.

"Who are you?" Zhao Sanjin's suddenly stunned them, especially when they saw the three people who couldn't stand up after being punched or kicked by Zhao Sanjin.

"Someone who specializes in fighting the flying car party!" Zhao Sanjin smiled coldly, hooked his hook palm and responded.

To Zhao Sanjin's deep surprise, such a casual remark attracted the rest of them to look at each other. Just when Zhao Sanjin thought they were going to rush up, these people turned their heads and ran away.

"Hum, I want to see when I can hide!" Zhao Sankin's face was cold, his toes were light, jumped in front of several people in a lifetime along the side wall, and sneered: "tell me the location of the flying car party, and I can let you leave!"

"Don't think too much of yourself. Can you deal with my flying car party?" one of the gangsters was obviously bold or grumpy, pointing to Zhao Sanjin.

"Pa!" as Zhao Sanjin stepped out, he waved his arm, and directly fanned the gangster who had just shouted to the side.

The action was clean, fast, accurate and cruel. It didn't give people any reaction time at all. Raising your hand was a slap, and directly knocked people out.

Such speed and strength made the remaining gangsters feel more and more terrible. After pushing one of them to Zhao Sanjin, the rest immediately ran away.

"Want to go?" Zhao Sanjin kicked the gangsters who had no preparation at all. Looking at the people who had run behind him, Zhao Sanjin hummed coldly: "tell me where the flying car party entered, and I'll let you leave. Otherwise, I promise I can let you lie in the hospital for ten and a half days!"

With absolute strength, speaking naturally means absolute confidence!

However, several people who were still running wildly didn't hear Zhao Sanjin's words. After turning a fork in the road, the only three gangsters who ran away also stopped, patted the rolling shutter door behind them, and shouted, "open the door, open the door quickly, someone called in!"

This initiative to lead the way surprised Zhao Sanjin, but the next moment, Zhao Sanjin denied this naive idea.

After the three gangsters hammered the rolling shutter door and didn't shout twice, they immediately continued to run away, especially the playfulness outlined by the corners of their mouth when they turned around, which made Zhao Sanjin feel that he was made by a gun.

The fact also proved that Zhao Sanjin's feeling was right, because when Zhao Sanjin wanted to continue to catch up, the rolling shutter door was suddenly opened, and a large group of people inside seemed to be ready in advance. They rushed out directly, holding a baseball bat in their hands and staring at Zhao Sanjin's four people.

"Did we miscalculate again? They obviously want to give me a blow?" the black leopard is a typical person who will die if he doesn't speak. At this time, he is in the mood to say sarcastic words. Zhao Sanjin really has no choice.

"They, do you mean the flying car party?" Zhao Sanjin pondered his words and asked with great interest, which made the Panther slightly stunned and puzzled: "isn't it?"

"Of course not!" Zhao Sanjin said firmly and indisputably: "if I guessed correctly, Constantine had expected that I couldn't find a place and didn't answer the phone. He would start from the gangsters around me. It's undoubtedly the smartest way to let the gangsters as guides."

"So?" Zhao Sanjin's explanation, the Panther didn't object at all, but similarly, he still didn't understand what Zhao Sanjin meant inside and outside.

"So! Constantine took advantage of the condition of gangster to lead us into a dead end, fight with people who seem to be flying car gangsters, and then take advantage of it!"

This explanation is given by Mu Chen. Like Zhao Sanjin, they have the same idea.

"When I called, Constantine had made it clear that he didn't care about money. So the only way to take Langyue away was to help them." Zhao Sanjin was helpless. He glanced at the people in front of him and said with a smile: "no, it's coming!"

"Good calculation." the black leopard clapped his palm. He didn't know it was really praising Constantine's good hand and said it was because of anger.

"Captain, do you have a better idea?" Mu Chen stood beside Zhao Sanjin. His eyes were shining. Zhao Sanjin was stunned and said with a meaningful smile: "do you want us to reap the benefits?"

"Worthy of being the captain, he's really farsighted!" Mu Chen gave Zhao Sanjin a thumbs up, which almost made the Panther vomit.

"I do have this meaning, but I have to find a way to see their boss." Zhao Sankin smiled helplessly. The cold on his face did not disappear, but became more and more intense.

"The three of us give you cover, and the rest is up to you." Mu Chen frowned. Instead, he put his arm on Zhao Sanjin's shoulder like a big brother covering his little brother.

"Very good!" Zhao Sankin nodded noncommittally and said with a smile, "since they don't have the sincerity to cooperate and want to use us as guns, we'll let the gun finally kill himself!"