Chapter 75, caught off guard

Lin Feng and others walked to the door. Lin Feng's Yujiao suddenly saw the dark figure standing still in the corner of the wall. He was stunned, and there was a slight pause under his feet. He suddenly remembered that he was the big black man who sold drugs when he first came to the bar. I clearly looked at him in front of the two thin skeleton-like men. When I couldn't find him, it turned out that Zhu Yanlong was violently beaten.

Lin Feng turned around and knew that Zhu Yanlong must also have drug sales, otherwise the young man on the bar did not dare to sell drugs to him under the first time under coercion and inducement. But as a safe place, Lin Feng said to the blue-faced yellow hair, "Bring him back to me."

Lin Feng's words suddenly caused a burst of ** in the crowd. Will he take that man to do? How could he know him? Will he know me? Fear slowly climbs in everyone's heart.

Lin Feng understood everyone's thoughts and waved his hand to everyone and said, "Don't get me wrong. I have a little conflict with him. This has absolutely nothing to do with everyone. You continue to be busy. I'll go first." After saying that, he went away very handsomely, and the man standing in the crowd was reluctantly dragged away by Huang Mao.

Someone will ask that Lin Feng has been associated with Shanghai's drug lord. Why do you still have to deal with these small characters? Don't forget that the purpose of Lin Feng's real coming to the metropolis is to suppress poison, grab it, grab it up and down, and cut off the small characters from buying goods. Who else can the goods of big characters be sold to?

Each of us has our own ambitions. We do one thing on the surface and think about one thing secretly, but few people can make the thing secretly, and Lin Feng is one of them. It's not that he likes to be a gangster. There is no self-centered group in his heart. Lin Feng's path is not forced, and some of them are deliberately.

In life, there are many ways to choose, and Lin Feng's path was also chosen by himself. When he met Cheng Zhiyuan for the first time, the latter gave him two ways, one was to complete the transaction and become his own person, and the other was to meet each other. Lin Feng chose the first one, which does not mean that Lin Feng is afraid. By Lin Feng's means, it can be said that few people are his opponents, and Lin Feng chose to cooperate with it. As the saying goes, "multiple friends have many ways." Such a friend is also good. At the right time, he can block the knife.

Sitting in the car, Lin Feng sat in the back seat, sitting next to him with fragrant tea smoke. Mingyan was wearing a jujube red windbreaker, which was a silk dress inside. The group slipped down to both sides, and the middle seam opened, revealing a pair of snow-white and dazzling thighs. Lin Feng swallowed his saliva.

"It's so **, I can't see anything, I can't see anything." Lin Feng kept hinting at herself in her heart, but her eyes involuntarily floated over again.

Song Yuandong's car was in front of Lin Feng, driving a wild donkey. Song Yuandong pointed a gun at Zhu Yanlong. As long as the latter dared to move a little, he would not hesitate to make two holes in the latter's head.

Huang Mao was naturally in the last car. There were still drug dealers in it. There were three cars in the group, but three more people than when he came. Except for Lin Feng and Song Yuandong's car, Huang Mao's car seemed a little crowded.

Huang Mao sitting in the back seat took the dismantled mobile phone and had to look at the boy sitting next to him while scolding. Now he is so angry. How did Lin Feng do it? He clearly said that he was just a few people, but why could Zhu Yanlong be so easily Uniform? Anyway, a group of big brothers and underground forces suddenly appeared a dark horse and subdued the latter in such a silent moment?

Even if the yellow hair breaks the head, you can't figure out what's going on.

Suddenly, Huang Mao's back suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. His palms trembling and his face turned pale. The mobile phones in his hand fell to the ground, and the person sitting quietly next to him looked at him in surprise.

"Did he find out?"

"Who found it?" The pier sitting on the co-pilot tilted his head and asked with a silly look.

At this time, there happened to be a row of convoys next to their cars. There were several cars. The yellow hair turned his head with a pale face and saw a familiar license plate number, "Isn't this Brother Qian's car?"

Clips and Dunzi turned their heads one after another. Dunzi knew who Brother Qian was in Huang Mao's mouth.

"Where?" Dunzi hurriedly asked.

"Have you seen his car?" The clip poured a basin of cold water indifferently.

"I haven't seen it." Suddenly, the pier was like a wither eggplant, as if he lowered his head aggrievedly.

Lin Feng sat in the car, looked at the convoy slowly walking by, and said quietly, "They are the team with money."

"Ye" Mingyan hummed softly, and Lin Feng looked at the latter in surprise. Unexpectedly, he just said to himself, and the charming girl sitting next to him would nod and agree.

Lin Feng smiled, took out his mobile phone under Mingyan's doubtful eyes, dialed out a number "Shanghai A78***" and said the license plate number, and hung up the phone, leaving a confused Mingyan.

Huang Mao looked at the money that was slowly going away and muttered, "Do I think too much?"

"Brother Mao, what are you talking about? Confused, make it clear." Dunzi is simple and simple, even with a mentality.

The big black man sitting next to Huang Mao saw the clue of the matter and did not say anything, which did not mean that he was a fool. He looked at Huang Mao quietly, looked at the simple pier, and said, "Lin Feng is not good to you?"

"There is no point for you to talk here." Dunzi suddenly patted the car seat and said loudly.

"I didn't say that if you really don't want to follow Lin Feng, just run alone."

"You think we are stupid. We drive all Poussin, and he drives Ford. How can we run?"

"Dunzi!" Huang Mao shouted coldly.

"Oh." Dunzi knew that he had said something wrong, so he quickly closed his mouth and turned his head and stopped talking.

Huang Mao looked at Lin Feng walking in front of him. He was going to escape. If he escaped, who would take him in? Is the money right? Why did a powerless boy take it away? Do it by yourself? Does he have that courage?

The most important thing is that I was scared by the latter's fierceness. If you really want to escape, you have to wait for Lin Feng to hang up and choose another master.

So far, Huang Mao has been struggling to follow Lin Feng or not.

The police car pulling the siren passed by the car, and the big black man suddenly said, "It's a great opportunity to leave now."

"Brother Mao..." Hearing the big black man's words, Dunzi quickly turned his face again and whispered.

Huang Mao looked at the clip, pier, Lele, Xiaomei and others sitting in the car, and hated "Go!"

"Boom!"

Before Huang Mao finished his words, he only heard an explosion from behind the car. Huang Mao hurriedly looked out of the back glass and saw the car that Huang Mao knew in the middle of the motorcade exploded into the sky. Huang Mao's heart tightened and his trousers were half wet.