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Chapter 620 The nature of this matter is too bad
When Xiangbei woke up in the morning, his mind was still a little fuzzy.

He couldn't figure out which experiences last night were real and which were dreams.

What have I done?
The answer is that he did nothing. From the moment he was helped to the door of Wei's house on crutches, he was in a daze the whole time.

Wang Yunxiao is a well-known gangster in Nantong District. He has gathered a group of brothers under him and is ruthless... He knows this.

But as an ordinary student, his understanding of the word cruel and ruthless only stays in books.

It's like an elementary school student in the future who, when seeing a little monster in a special effects movie firing a trillion-degree fireball, would just think it's awesome, without ever thinking about what the concept of one trillion degrees is.

I followed Tang Ping'an to the Wei family to seek justice and got my leg broken - this is normal. It's a fight. What can you do if you can't beat the other person?
Even if Wang Daba came, the most he could do was break the other person's legs, tit for tat, that's all.

However, the development of things was completely different from what he imagined.

"Brother Ma Tuan, why do we have to cover our faces?"

“This will make us look more professional.”

What major?

Xiangbei looked at the Wei family guard lying at his feet and was speechless for a moment.

They, a group of rookies from the lower grades, were escorted inside by their good brothers from the upper grades. Along the way, there were Wei family guards staggering around. The last time they came here, the faces of these guards were as ugly as they were now.

The fire in the backyard lit up the night sky. The good guys pried open the door of the warehouse and moved out boxes of ammunition.

"Luckily, we released Liangzi, otherwise we might not be able to overcome this obstacle..."

Hearing the good brothers whispering beside him, Xiang Bei, who was full of curiosity, asked: "Brother Ma Tuan, what do you mean by kanzi?"

"Kanzi? Kanzi are the servants who guard the house."

With a simple smile on his face, Ma Tuan explained patiently to the rookies: "The Wei family is a soldier, so it's normal for them to have a gangster in their house. If we force our way in, we might get shot. So we set a fire in the backyard to attract their attention. Then we sneaked in while they were putting out the fire, which saved us a lot of trouble..."

"What are flower strings?"

"Huachuanzi means guns and ammunition. In the past, the homemade guns were called Guanzi, and the pistols were called Guaizi. Now this new type of rifle is called Huaer, and the ammunition is called Chuaner. Damn, this Wei family is really ambitious, and they even set up an arsenal at home."

Ma Tuan hung a bullet belt around Xiangbei's neck with his backhand: "We can hold the gold, silver and treasures, and if we get some flower necklaces, I'm sure they won't dare to report to the police. This is just the right time to make up for the shortfall."

What kind of deficit is this? What do you want to do with their guns, cannons and ammunition? What are we here for?

Not only Xiang Bei, but other rookies were also speechless with astonishment at the rich experience and skillful operation of the senior brothers.

There's a subtle and complex feeling that something is not right, but I don't know how to put it into words.

Xiangbei is just an ordinary person, unlike those strange creatures with thick skin and flesh. If he breaks his leg, he has to lie in bed and recuperate.

After wandering around Wei's house for half a night, Wang Yunxiao sent him and several other students with more serious injuries back to the hospital.

I just went to the toilet in the morning and came out to see a group of murderous soldiers rushing into the ward.

The cursing and screaming in the room lasted less than three seconds before stopping abruptly.

Xiangbei hid in the crowd of onlookers and watched Wei Ming and his men being tied up behind their backs and carried out like corpses.

…………

When Wang Ying was eating the seventeenth meat bun, someone pushed a bowl of egg drop soup over to her.

"Junior sister, are you all right?"

Hearing a familiar voice, she looked up and found that it was Brother Cai from Xingyi School. It had been several years since they last met. He still had the same squinty eyes and fake smile, like a vixen. He also had a star on his shoulder, and it seemed that he was doing well in the army.

Wang Ying ignored him and picked up the bowl to drink the soup.

Is it a big deal to have stars on your shoulders? Just now, so many officers with stars came to her to ask questions, but she didn't say a word.

Wang Yunxiao specifically reminded me last night not to say a word.

Children are ignorant and the more they talk, the more mistakes they make. The witnesses have been delivered to your door, can't you check it yourself?

"I heard from Master that you went to Mount Song to become a monk. When did you come back?"

Cai Yanwu looked at Wang Fluorescent's bald little head and couldn't resist the urge to reach out and rub it.

But dare not.

This living ancestor handed a letter written in blood to the door, which almost overturned the entire camp.

If the news had not been forcibly suppressed by the legion commander, the call might have been made to Beijing by now.

The nature of this incident is so bad that it has almost crossed the bottom line of the Qilin Army.

But if something happens to this little ancestor in the military camp again... even if he just loses a hair, it will no longer be a bottom line issue.

The legion commander will really go crazy.

No one should think well.

Wang Ying drank up a bowl of egg drop soup and rubbed the wound on her belly… It hasn’t fully recovered yet, so she didn’t dare to eat too much. Let’s just leave it at that for today.

"Brother, please take me back to school."

"Ah? You go to school? Which school?"

"Qinghe Middle School."

"Qinghe..."

Cai Yanwu hesitated to speak.

Come to think of it, without the Five Finger Mountain, how can you suppress the demon monkey?
"That Tang Moli is your classmate, right?"

Cai Yanwu was just making small talk.

Wang Ying looked at him without saying anything.

You weren't like this when you were a kid!

Cai Yanwu complained madly in his heart, with a smile on his face: "Then I'll send you back first."

Military vehicles drove out of the camp and headed towards the city.

On the way, Cai Yanwu changed his route without leaving any trace and arrived at the door of the Wei family.

The fire last night had just been put out, and the air was still filled with a burnt smell.

There was a guard post every three steps and a sentry every five steps on the street, making it completely blocked.

Teams of soldiers with white armbands on their shoulders went in and out of the door, most of them escorting men and women who were shouting loudly that they were wronged.

The yard was already filled with people kneeling on the ground.

Wang Ying looked over and saw a skinny old man with a white beard. He had been stripped of all his clothes except for his underpants, and was tied up like a dumpling and hung high on the willow tree that was about four or five meters tall in the Wei family compound.

From time to time, shrill screams were heard from the yard, but they soon disappeared.

"Go down and take a look?"

"dont see."

"Why not take a look at it."

Before Cai Yanwu finished his words, a series of gunshots rang out in the yard.

The old man hanging on the tree shuddered violently, and yellow liquid fell from the air.

(End of this chapter)