Chapter 192 Killing people without arson

The black 2.0-displacement Passat left the hotel, turned left and right and quickly left the city, and then followed the road from Yinchuan to Lingwu.

"Ha ha, Director Sun, let's not participate in the program you're talking about. I don't care if I'm a businessman. You are the director of the Land Administration. If you are found, I'm afraid you will gossip." Luo Chong pretended to be polite while driving the car.

Sun Hao picked his teeth with a toothpick and burp and said with wine: "Hey... Manager Luo, don't worry. This matter is basically an open matter now. With a popular joke, it is described as 'We take care of ten thousand machines every day, ten thousand chickens at night, blind chickens during the day, and chickens at night. If you are busy, others will talk about tigers, and we will talk about tigers.' ...Haha"

Sun Hao used a vulgar but appropriate jingle image to express the spirit of his public servants in the new era, which can be said to be three points.

"Let me tell you... Manager Luo, I'm really not bragging about you. This nightclub is the most luxurious family in our Lingwu. Most of the little girls in it are young people who have just stepped into the dust. I heard that there are still a few unbroken places, haha... I promise Brother Luo will like it." Sun Hao said with a frivolous face while taking advantage of the wine. Look at the bright little eyes, as if the prey was in front of him.

"Ha ha... It turns out that Director Sun is a person in this way. Since you are not afraid of other people's gossip, I, Luo Chong, have to be more respectful than my life." As Luo Chong spoke, he drove the car on the road to Lingwu. Hearing what Sun Hao said, he really felt a little itchy.

Passat turned a corner and entered a relatively bumpy road. Luo rushed back two gears, slowed down, and complained to Sun Hao, "I said, Director Sun, the road conditions in Lingwu are really bad, isn't it? Anyway, it's time to repair it. As the saying goes, if you want to be rich, you have to build the road first!"

"Hey... Who doesn't want to do more projects, so that even if there is no oil and water to make, you can make some political achievements, but there is no allocation of funds. Who cares about this." Sun Hao sat lazily in the co-pilot's seat and said with his back against the seat.

The sharp brake sound of "squeak" accompanied by Passat's violent bumps made Sun Hao, who was a little sleepy, suddenly sleepy. He hurriedly opened his eyes and found that an earthy Steyr rushed out of the intersection across the intersection, blocking Passat's way, if not Luo Chong reacted quickly and braked in time. I'm afraid that the little bird-like "Passat" has kissed the tall and powerful "muscle man" brother Steyr!

"I x your mother, how do you drive? Are you tired of living?" Luo Chong angrily put down the car glass and poked his head and cursed, spitting. If you catch up with such a thing, no one can help cursing your mother, and Luo Chong is no exception.

Steyr's door opened, and three people came down from the car. Walking in the front was the tall Diao Dapeng, who held a wooden stick in his hand. Under Passat's headlights, one of his bald head was oily, followed by yellow hair and goatee.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Luo Chong thought he had met the robber who robbed the road. He hurriedly hit the steering wheel and tried to turn around and try to escape. At this time, a silver-gray off-road vehicle came towards him. A beautiful drift in the high-speed driving, which suddenly blocked the rear of Passat's car and put Luo The retreat was blocked.

The door of the off-road vehicle was pushed open, and the next man who walked from it was not tall and not burly. He had a flat head and was not good-looking man. It was Fang Ping. With a large color tube pliers in his hand, he is striding for Passat at this moment. Although there is no fierceness on his calm face, there is a murderous atmosphere.

Since the car could not move forward, looking at the crowd and aggressiveness of the other party, Luo Chong hurriedly ordered Sun Hao to lock the car door, and then took out his mobile phone to prepare to call the police.

"Hey..." Sooner or later, I saw that the person in the car took out his mobile phone. The pipe pliers in Fang Ping's hand were raised high and smashed the glass of Passat's front car with the momentum of a meteor. He only heard a "bang" sound. Passat's car glass was smashed by the powerful force of the pipe pliers, and it was sprinkled all over. A cab.

"I still want to call, go to hell!"

Fang Ping roared and smashed the pipe pliers in Sun Hao's head that had just been raised. More than ten catties of pipe pliers hit Sun Hao's head fiercely with the momentum of wind and thunder. They never dragged mud and water, and there was no mercy at all, as if they were smashing an ant, with black heart and hot hands.

There was a sound of the skull being smashed. The bright red blood immediately exploded in the carriage like a fireworks, and the front windshield was sprayed bit by bit, like an ink painting.

"Uh..." At this moment, Luo Chong's throat rang. Looking at Sun Hao, who didn't even have time to scream, his face turned purple and blue. It's because he doesn't dare to gasp and suffocate under extreme tension. Even Hong Kong movies with many violent films have never seen such bloody scenes, but now it really happened in front of his eyes...

The gold-rimmed eyes were blood-stained. Luo Chong subconsciously reached out and took off his glasses to wipe them clean. In panic, he just wiped them randomly on the mirror with his palm. When he looked up, he found that in addition to the bright red blood, there were sticky white things on the palm of his hand, similar to tofu brain...

"Brain... brain?" When he saw the white viscous in his hand, it was really outside Sun Hao's brain, Luo Chong couldn't help vomiting in the carriage at this moment, vomiting violently, until his stomach was a little **, but he still couldn't stop. Finally, he spit out all the bitter water in his stomach. .

Looking sideways quietly, Sun Hao's straight end was arched on the car glass in the co-pilot's position, and his head had cracked from the middle. In addition to the bright red blood splashed carriage like stars all over the sky, it was also mixed with white brain plasma...

At this moment, Luo Chong's eyes were a little desperate. Looking at the ferocity of this flat-headed man killing people, he was as indifferent as if he had crushed an ant. Sometimes people would feel uneasy when they trampled on an ant. At this moment, there seemed to be only appreciative look in the flat eyes outside the car. Luo Chong understood. This is by no means a robbery, and most of the robbery will not kill people; even if the bandits who rob money and kill people really want to harm people, and they are not so cruel and so sharp, this soul messenger who seems to come from hell is very likely to ask for his soul.

Luo Chong originally had a pistol to defend himself, but he felt that it was in the way to go to the place of fireworks to have fun. Imagine taking out a pistol when he took out the condom. What a terrible scenery is this? Therefore, he left the gun to his subordinates when he set out, but what he didn't expect was that he was likely to go to Huangquan Road on this dark and windy night...

"Get out of the car, if you don't want to die like him!" The pipe pliers in Fang Ping's hand raised and said coldly on Luo Chong's head.

Feeling the feeling of coolness on the scalp, with the wetness and viscous of blood, Luo Chong's spirit finally collapsed. He collapsed in the car seat like a noodle and cried loudly, "Brother... Please show mercy. I know why you robbed the road. I know I'm wrong. I won't do it in the future. Dare, I really don't dare... If you let me go, I will never step into Ningxia again."

Fang Ping reached out and stroked his nose. He lowered his head and took out a bag of smoke from his pocket. The fire lit up. It was Diao Dapeng who took the initiative to ignite him. Obviously, this bloody scene also shocked the experienced demon. At this moment, he didn't know what to say to express his inner feelings. Seeing Fang Ping smoking only He can subconsciously touch the fire engine to ignite him.

"Who is your backstage boss? Is it Nie Pan? Or is there someone else?" Fang Ping slowly spit out a smoke ring, and the pipe pliers in his hand pressed down hard.

"I said, I said... It's Tang Jilong from the Tang enterprise in Hong Kong. Nie Pan is just a pawn for him. I'm also fooling around. The good man is merciful. If you have to go home, I must live in Hong Kong obediently and never come to the mainland again..." Luo Chong said and fell down from the car and flattened down. The head begged for mercy.

"If I had known today, why would I have been there!" With a gentle sigh, he took out a pistol from his pocket and threw it at Luo Chong's feet and said, "Solve it by yourself, if you don't want to be like this Sun Hao!"

"Dad...Dad, please forgive me... I've changed!" Luo Chong knelt on the ground and cried and begged, and his nose and saliva flowed all over the ground.

"Do you think it's possible? If you don't want to do it yourself, I don't mind smashing your skull again!" Fang Ping pressed the pipe pliers on Luo Chong's head and said coldly...

At this moment, Luo Chong was desperate, and his will had completely collapsed. He picked up the gun on the ground obediently like a scarecrow...

With a crisp gunshot, Luo Chong's body slowly fell down, and his eyes were full of unwillingness and did not close his eyes!

"Ping... Brother Ping, how to deal with the body?" Diao Dapeng's voice trembled and asked.

"I stuffed it into the car and drove it to the construction site and buried it. There happens to be a foundation that needs to be flattened with pebbles. I don't think it has much to do with an extra car." Fang Ping threw the pipe pliers into the back cab of Passat and said.

The cold sweaty yellow hair and goatee hurried forward and picked up Luo Chong's body and stuffed it into the rear compartment. Diao Dapeng personally drove behind the off-road vehicle driven by Fang Ping, and Steyr drove to the construction site together.

There was no construction at night at the construction site. There was a large foundation pit that had not been filled. Passat stopped in front of the pit. Fang Ping personally drove a forklift to push the car into the pit, and then commanded several people to pour the trucks of pebbles that had just been pulled in the afternoon into the pit, so that the car and the people inside and the steam From then on, the car slept underground.