Chapter 081 Ambush 1

Xiao Chen is only 19 years old this year. Although his father, Lao Chen, has driven a car in the Fan family all his life, after returning home, Lao Chen will never mention his work to his family, especially things related to the Fan family. This is not only because of his personality, but also because of his job.

If a driver can't keep his mouth shut, he will soon be fired by his boss, and the salary given by the Fan family is really irresistible.

So before Xiao Chen went to work on his first day, Lao Chen repeatedly taught him only one sentence: "Don't say what you shouldn't say, don't look at what you shouldn't see. Don't ask anything except the location!"

He was kicked out of the private room by Fan Dingsheng's words. Xiao Chen followed the bald Zhang. He didn't say a word, nor did he propose to the bald Zhang. He went to Xihong City. When the bald Zhang did not open his mouth, he didn't even have a request to return to the car to rest. He squatted next to the door of the room and smoked, that kind of sophisticated The performance is really not like a 19-year-old young man.

"Xiao Chen, how is Lao Chen?"

"It's okay!"

Have you ever thought about not doing the job of a driver? Didn't you hear the words of prosperity just now? If you are interested, learn a few tricks from me. With your current body, it's impossible to learn everything, but it's not a problem to practice with me for a period of time and kill someone.

"Murder?"

Xiao Chen's hand holding the cigarette couldn't help shaking. Although he had long believed that there were many dirty things behind a rich family like the Fan family, Xiao Chen never thought that he would participate in it. He just wanted to do a promising job as a driver.

"Useless things! A man, if you don't even have the courage to kill, how dare you say that you are a man? The bald eyes were very poisonous, and he suddenly saw the hesitation in Xiao Chen's heart.

Just when Xiao Chen was in trouble, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

"Yes, okay, okay!"

Only one person knows this phone number, that is, Fan Dingsheng. When he goes to work, Xiao Chen will only turn on this mobile phone.

"Uncle Zhang, the boss asked you to prepare immediately and follow your plan!"

"Oh?"

A light flashed in his bald eyes, and the muscles on his face were also ferocious. "Xiao Zhang, you drive to the parking lot in five minutes. I'll go down first."

After Xiao Chen also left, Fan Dingsheng and Zhao Ba Neng came out of the private room expressionlessly. The two did not speak one after the other, and were silent like two wax figures that could move.

Originally, Xiao Chen should have driven the car to the door of the hotel to pick up Fan Dingsheng and Zhao Ba Neng, but since Fan Dingsheng asked to get on the car in the garage on the phone, Xiao Chen had to wait in the garage. When he saw Fan Dingsheng's figure, he quickly flashed his headlights and then started the car to meet him.

Zhao Ba Neng also got into the car.

"Go to Balipu!"

It's strange that the bald Zhang didn't get on the car, but this is the boss's business and has nothing to do with Xiao Chen.

In the car, Zhao Ba Neng and Fan Dingsheng continued to remain silent. Especially Zhao Ba Neng, his face is very ugly, like a dying man.

The car slowly left Xihong City. At a fork in the road, Xiao Chen turned the steering wheel and drove to Xinrong Township. Xiao Chen was planning to speed up. Fan Dingsheng finally said, "Xiao Chen, stop in front of me. I want to take a walk!"

There are still many vehicles leading to Xinrong Township, but when looking at Fan Dingsheng and Zhao Ba can walk on the fork road next to the highway and the machine plow road that has no cars pass by at all, Xiao Chen somehow always feels that Zhao Ba Neng's back seems to be covered with a thick layer of blood.

......

"Are you really willing?"

Zhao Ba Neng walked side by side with Fan Dingsheng. There seemed to be only a winding road under his feet in his eyes, but he did not find that the road went straight to a dense forest.

"There is nothing to be reluctant to give up. Those who achieve great things are not care about trifles. Eight energy, there are still many things you need to learn!"

"Well, I really don't want to learn something!"

In a few minutes, the two have walked to the door of the woods. Fan Dingsheng stopped and said, "Okay, I'll take you here. Go in by yourself!"

The light in the dense forest is not good, and stepping on the leaves under your feet is also soft and makes people feel sad. Fortunately, Zhao Ba can still get used to this feeling. He continued along the sheep intestine path and soon walked to a cut area in the middle of the dense forest, empty, like a patio.

The air is filled with the smell of leaves and soil, and there is also a smell of decay. Those leaves and dead branches that wither after autumn rot quietly on the soil and eventually turn into new soil.

The bald Zhang sat on the stump in the middle of the open space and smoked quietly. He faced Zhao Ba Neng, but did not raise his head, as if he had not found Zhao Ba Neng's entry.

"Lao Zhang, are you really waiting for me here? Uncle Fan said that you have a secret to tell me. I'm here. Tell me!"

The baldness raised his head, his eyes seemed to be redder, and the blood in his eyes looked extremely horrible.

"Are you here? Well, there is a secret to tell you, Zhao Ba can, right? Come here!"

The unsuspecting Zhao Ba can move his steps to the sitting bald Zhang. Just when the two are five meters away, the originally motionless bald Zhang suddenly burst up and his arms spread like a gibbon across the mountains, rushing to Zhao Ba Neng!

"Fuck!"

Zhao Ba Neng's reaction was not slow. His bald head moved, and he also moved!

"Bum!"

The fist collided fiercely with the bald palm, and actually made the sound of gold and stone hitting each other. Zhao Ba could fly back with a huge impact, and the bald head was beaten, but he was a little surprised: "Do you know I'm going to kill you?"

Shaking his fist, the unknown expression on Zhao Ba Neng's face just disappeared, and instead, it was a mystery.

"Zhang Sihai, the true heir of iron sand, once learned from the outer gate of Shaolin. After his kung fu, he did all kinds of evils in the world. Later, he was hunted down and thrown into the Fan family and became the personal bodyguard of the head of the Fan family. Six years ago, in the massacre of Luoyang..."

Zhao Ba Neng's words came to this point. The bald man shouted angrily and rushed to Zhao Ba Neng again!

This time, Zhao Ba can only sneer, but there is no action.

"Death!"

Two dark palms like raw iron patted Zhao Ba Neng's head. With the power of his bald palms, even 20 green bricks would be patted, not to say a person's head? Is it possible that Zhao Ba can still practice iron head skills?

Of course, Zhao Ba Neng has not practiced iron-headed skills, not to mention that even if he has practiced iron-headed skills, he may not be able to resist 40 years of iron sand palms!

So if you let the bald Zhang shoot, Zhao Ba Neng's head will definitely be like a watermelon falling on the cement floor in midair - a broken mess!

"Bang!"

The huge impact sounded, and Zhao Ba could stand still safe and sound, with a cold smile on his face!

The bald man flew out horizontally, and stood on the ground where he was supposed to be.

It is said that he is a teenager, but in fact he looks very old, especially the tower-like figure. I'm afraid there will be no problem to send him to the center of the national basketball team in a few years.

"Brother Neng, are you all right?"

Ma Sanwa shook his shoulder and just hit it fiercely. Even he felt that his body was a little unstable!

"It's okay, Sanwa, I'll do it when I do it." Zhao Ba Neng's eyes were also a little bloody, as if he had drunk ginseng wine for thousands of years.

"Middle! I'll break him up first, and then you can do it!" Ma Sanwa spat fiercely and let him walk over to the bald man who was getting up.

"What's going on? You, how dare you ambush?

A bald head with a trace of blood on the corners of his mouth coughed and turned over. His light gray Chinese coat was covered with soil and dead leaves, and he looked embarrassed.

"If I say that you were sold by Fan Dingsheng, do you believe it?" Zhao Ba Neng had a playful smile at the corners of his mouth, while Ma Sanwa pinched his fist and continued to approach step by step.

The bald head opened the shelf, and his palms were tight: "Of course I don't believe it! But with this three-legged cat kung fu, what can you do?"

"Fuck your mother, little boy!"

Ma Sanwa roared and shoveled a large piece of floating earth on the ground with her feet. She was like a heavy train, hitting the bald head!