Chapter 19 Don't touch my yellow finch

Although the yellow finch is also one of the arrogant and domineering elements in Qingcheng, it is at most a little hooligan who can't sleep and fight in the middle of the night. Now that the other party shows his gun, this is not a joke. Umutu is not Qingcheng. He is not familiar with the place. If he really wants to kill you and find one. The deep mountains and forests are buried, who knows?

Thinking of this stubble, Huang Que quickly nodded, "Big brother, I have something to say. I won't look back, don't look back, big brother, take it easy, don't get angry."

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? Let's go!"

Xiao Diu stood next to the yellow finch. At this moment, he was also pushed behind him with a gun and walked forward with the yellow finch. The yellow finch was afraid that the boy did not know the power of the gun and resisted. He quickly looked at him and said, "Xiao Diu, listen to the big brother behind you, ah!"

Xiao Diu was a little confused. Fortunately, the guy behind him just put his hand on his shoulder. The pistol was not held dead. Otherwise, if Xiao Diu didn't want to, something would definitely happen.

There was a black Buick business car parked at the gate of the hospital. The two guys opened the door, stuffed the yellow finch and Xiaodi in, and then the car started.

The yellow finch and Xiao Diu sat in the middle row. The two people who had just been kidnapped sat behind them. They had guns. Naturally, the yellow finch did not dare to act rashly, but Xiao Diu didn't feel anything. He thought it was walking around Umutu by car. The yellow finch did not dare to say clearly at all. In case the other party is hostile, it is going to harm itself. Two people, Xiaodiou is likely to fight, but the other party has a gun. The yellow finch doesn't think that Xiaodiou will be so abnormal that it is invulnerable.

"Brother, what are you doing? Why did you invite us..." Huang Que couldn't help saying something. Originally, he wanted to catch it, but he was afraid that Xiaodi would understand the meaning.

"Why did you invite me? Don't you know it in your heart?" The middle-aged man in a plaid shirt said with a smile, his tone was gentle and gentle, without the fierceness of just now.

The yellow finch is confused. These two bastards are not the wrong people, are they? I don't have many enemies in Qingcheng. This time when I first came to Umutu, I didn't need to say who I provoked. But then I thought that it was impossible. The other party even put forward the name of Lao Lao Qi, which must have a goal. This matter is also related to Lao Lao Qi. The yellow finch greeted Lai Lao Qi again. This A lame man is an enemy all over the world. Therefore, you have to be a good person. You must not be like the lame seven. At that time, you will die again with a lame leg.

"Brother, where's my seventh uncle?"

"Your seventh uncle? Haha, I guess I'm eating barbecue and drinking beer!"

As he spoke, he laughed with the man next to him, and the driver driving in front of him couldn't help laughing.

There is an uneasy idea in the yellow finch's heart. This time, if you put your life here, it will be really unlucky.

While thinking about it, the guy behind him said again, "Kid, tell us quickly where is the stove hidden?"

"The stove, what kind of stove?"

"Pretinued, you continue to install it for me. I'll feel good then!"

The yellow finch didn't understand, and his head couldn't turn. He was held out with a gun in the hospital. As soon as he got on the car, he asked himself for a stove, kerosene stove, coal ball stove, what kind of stove, and I also had a pressure cooker rice cooker.

But suddenly, a flash flashed in the heart of the yellow finch's mind, the stove, will it be the bronze body unicorn pattern that the lid was brought to be discounted last time?

The yellow finch was puzzled. More than half an hour later, Buick Business stopped. The driver first got out of the car and opened the door. The yellow finch and Xiaodi were still pushed forward. Seeing that the yellow finch didn't say anything and Xiaodi didn't move, which made the yellow finch feel at ease a lot.

This is located near a mountain forest in the suburbs. After walking a little more than ten meters, it is a big iron gate with scarlet paint. After entering the big iron gate, it is a courtyard. The yellow finch found that this place is a temporary warehouse, or a small processing factory that has been closed before.

"Go in!"

The plaid shirt was pushed forward and entered the room on the left side of the yard.

There are four or five light bulbs in it. As soon as I entered, the yellow finch found the lame old seven. This guy is being tied to a chair at this moment. His face and mouth are full of blood, and even the leg that has just been operated on is blood-stained. It seems that he is really tossed.

"Uncle Seven!"

The yellow finch shouted.

At this time, Xiaodi suddenly realized that something was wrong. All the way, he listened to the yellow finch. Even if others pushed him away, he did not have the sense of resistance. But when he saw the lame Seven now, the guys in front of him were naturally the enemy.

Xiao Di suddenly took a step forward and saw the plaid shirt raising his hand, and the muzzle was on Xiao Diu's head.

"Little lose!" The yellow finch quickly shouted. Seeing that Xiaodiu stopped, he slowed down his tone, swallowed his saliva fiercely and said, "Listen to Brother Huang Que, don't move. That's a gun, a gun, and it's going to die!"

"This is a gun!" Xiao Di muttered.

"Yes, this is the gun. Don't move, ah, listen to Brother Huang Que!"

Xiao Diu fixed his body and said, "Brother Huang Que, I heard from you. Grandpa said that you should also be careful of guns after asking me to come out!"

The yellow finch is finally relieved. Not to mention what Mr. Cao said, even if it's a fart, Xiao Diu will remember it. With this point, this boy should know the stakes of the gun, but he doesn't have to explain it here. Now, just wants to explain, I'm afraid he won't have this chance.

In addition to the three people who kidnapped the yellow finch and Xiao Diu here, there were still four people sitting next to the lame seven. The seven guys didn't even know the gun when they saw Xiao Diu, they immediately laughed.

"Grandma, after a long time, he turned out to be a fool."

"Haha..."

These guys laughed, especially a bald head sitting next to the lame seven. He was at least 1.85 meters tall. His small eyes narrowed and stood up with a bottle of beer on his bare upper body. Then, he took a sip in his mouth and took a sip. At the moment when the wine bottle hung down, he suddenly hit Laoqi's head.

The wine bottle broke, and the crippled old seven cried in pain, but he gritted his teeth and did not faint.

"Uncle Seven..."

"Sparrow, Uncle Seven is sorry for you!" The lame old seven spit out a mouthful of blood and couldn't stop coughing.

The bald head stepped on the injured leg of the lame Seven, smiled grimly and said, "Limp Seven, don't you want to talk about it? Where is the stove hidden? Now, your nephew has also arrived. If you don't say anything, I will do it.

"Didn't I tell you to sell, sell?"

"Is it sold? Where did you sell it? Ah?"

"I remember so much about selling it. It's so simple for others to pay and I deliver it." Lame Lao Qi coughed and laughed.

The bald head nodded around the lame old seven, and suddenly jumped up and kicked the lame old seven's chest heavily. The old man rolled on the ground with all the chairs, screaming painfully and trembling.

"Uncle Seven... Brothers, if you have something to say, let my seventh uncle go first, huh?" In a hurry, the yellow finch could only say so. Did he watch the lame old seven being beaten to death by others with a punch and a foot and a bottle of wine?

The bald man spit and asked the lame Lao Qi to help him up again. Then he said, "Lao Qi, your life is really big, but this time, if you don't tell the whereabouts of the stove, I guess you can't escape this disaster. Master Kun said, this time because the stove has ruined his credit, your life will be fed to the dog. I don't understand, do you understand?"

If you are a bald man, how can the lame old seven not understand? However, after all, things have come to this point. Even if the crippled old seven really wants to return the incense burner, I guess he can't save his life. Instead of doing this, it's better not to say it. Otherwise, he will die faster and bring trouble to Huang Hailin. Huang Hailin is kind to himself. He is just a remnant of life. If you stangle him when you are dying, you will be looked down upon by others if you are a ghost.

The lame seven wanted to stand up like this. When he couldn't stand it, he went to the Lord of Hell to report it.

But after these guys found out that they were hospitalized, even the yellow finch and Xiaodi knew about it, so they returned to the hospital and tied up the two guys.

"Lao Qi, your life is lingering. I know that you don't cherish it, but don't forget that you still have these two nephews. Their lives are really valuable. Wrong, only one is valuable, and the other is actually mother. It's a fool, haha..."

The bald head is funny when he thinks of Xiao Diu saying the three words 'this is a gun'. There are people in the world who don't know guns. Even if he hasn't seen it, he should have seen it in TV and movies. In his opinion, if the boy is not a fool, his bald head can be chopped off.

"One person does things and one person works, bare skin, the two of them know nothing." The lame old seven said to the bald man in pain.

Guangpi shook his head and sneered, "Lao Qi, you can't help it. Even if they really don't know, I must torture and force a confession here. Otherwise, how can I explain it to Master Kun? Lao Qi, you should know that you took the stove from my brother's hand. For the stove, my brother's hand was cut off by Master Kun. I don't expect this account to be on you. Today, let your nephew enjoy all this!"

As he spoke, he pulled out the machete under the table and roared at the yellow finch, " Pull him over!"

The yellow finch's face turned green. These people are really not joking with themselves. In Qingcheng, they can also report the name of Yang Qihu. People on the road will give face. At this moment, they are in the distant Umutu, saying that they want to cut off one of their hands. That's really not Negotiable.

"Uncle Seven, Uncle Seven..." The yellow finch shouted and kicked his legs randomly.

"Sparrow... bare skin, you bastard!" The blue veins on the lame seven's forehead burst out, but his body was all tied and he couldn't move.

"Lao Qi, watch the play with your eyes open!"

The yellow finch is not a fool at this moment. He has already heard that it has something to do with the incense burner brought back by Lao Lao Qi, but he has the same idea as Lao Lao Qi. With these people in front of him, do you still expect him to be trustworthy with you? You say it's also dead. It's better not to say it or not to die, so as not to worry about the second uncle.

The yellow finch burst into tears. He is a good young man. Although he is not handsome or fierce, he can also fascinate thousands of girls at a stop on Qingcheng Street. Now, he is going to be sent to the guilloque. This is a little bad scenery.

The yellow finch was dragged and pulled forward step by step. At this time, an extremely cold voice came, "Don't touch my yellow finch, whoever moves, I will kill!"

The plaid shirt was stunned. Yes, he heard it clearly. It was the boy in front of him who was called a fool and didn't know the gun.

Guangpi was a little funny. He approached Xiao Diu step by step, patted the boy on the face twice with a machete, and shook his head. "Fool, what are you talking about?"

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