My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 684 Let's start over
When we drove here on our way here, Wei Dong joked that danger lurked everywhere along the way.

It turned out to be exactly as he said...

Nonsense, what Wei Dong was shown were short videos of major cases, described in great detail and vividly.

There are even scenes that are completely recreated from TV dramas.

It was either seven or eight women who took turns attacking this gang of ten or twenty people, wreaking havoc for quite some time.

In the days before surveillance, this method was so rampant that it was impossible to catch them.

Because the dead cannot speak.

Now, of course, he wouldn't stop; he would simply maintain the throttle and coast past.

It was quite obvious that on the side of the two-lane road, next to this car with its hood open, two women saw Mao'er in the back seat, but they weren't even that enthusiastic about waving for help.

There's strength in numbers, doesn't that give you a greater sense of security in getting out of trouble?

Doubling the suspicion.

After Wei Dong passed by at a steady pace, Shi Tou immediately put down his food and flipped over to the back: "They must be catching rabbits! Look! Look! They're secretly gesturing into the bushes!"

Mao continued eating slowly and deliberately, but chewed more thoroughly: "It's about robbing cars on the road. Cars are always valuable items, so we have to steal them. It's like killing someone. That's the rule, because the person who steals the car will definitely come back to investigate."

Wei Dong understood: "When you see injustice on the road, others should help you." Should they settle this matter?

This place was clearly carefully chosen. It's a long auxiliary road next to the national highway, and you can see the cars on the side of the road from a distance. However, the curves at both ends are hidden by dense weeds or sugarcane fields that are taller than a person.

It's easy to cover up what you're doing.

Wei Dong glanced in the rearview mirror and turned the car around. Once he couldn't see the woman anymore, he drove off the highway and onto an inconspicuous dirt road: "Shovel it! Why don't you shovel it? I'm the deputy director of a third-tier factory. I can't let this kind of vicious criminal live, neither for my own sake nor for my own..."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a faint sound of a pistol magazine sliding could be heard from behind.

"You two are a good match. If you need to shoot, I'll do it... but bad guys can't be allowed to live."

After saying that, he told Wei Dong to also reach out and check his Type 77 rifle, which was loaded.

The three brothers then pushed open the car door and got out.

There was a slight disagreement about how to proceed, and Stone said it was his turn to go first. Mao had already boasted to him many times about how Feilubin had killed someone in front of the police.

In the incident at Jijiazhuang, Mao'er also seized the other side's gun and shot and killed two people.

In fact, half of the three deaths and one injury that led to Wei Dong's final victory were caused by Mao'er.

So Brother Ge was quite frustrated: "I practiced my skills at the slaughterhouse in Shangzhou, and even sought out Du the Glasses to learn from me on the plateau, but I still haven't won a single hand!"

Wei Dong was both amused and exasperated: "Killing someone isn't a good thing, so let's do it together. I'll carry Chongchong, and you hold Xiaodie for now... Never mind, I'll hold her."

He was still strong and healthy. The three- or four-year-old girl was very nimble. He carefully carried his son on his back in a baby bag and supported his daughter with one hand.

Mao then swapped the Type 54 pistol with Wei Dong's, saying, "Be a little rougher..."

Stone took the small and exquisite 77-style and immediately glided to the side!
That's exactly the feeling. He moved lightly through the dense sugarcane field, and the tight gaps that should have made a rustling sound as he pushed through them were actually passed through by his slender figure.

This made it much easier for Wei Dong and his companion to follow up, at least giving them a preliminary opportunity.

Mao'er, empty-handed but carrying something between his fingers, reached the roadside and bent down to walk along the ditch beside the road, where he could see vehicles and figures in the distance at any time.

This made Weidong the corner of the "L" shape, making it particularly safe.

That's absolutely outrageous!
He took his two kids and a gun and approached a group of vicious criminals!
Perhaps it's because Xiaodie doesn't talk much usually, and Chongchong is even more drowsy, rocking on her father's back.

Only a faint rustling sound could be heard, coming from the indistinct silhouette of the stone. When Mao bent down and pressed himself against the roadbed, there was almost no sound.

Wei Dong felt that this Type 54 rifle was much heavier than his own, and it was a bit slippery in his hand, but the feel was much better.

Compared to the miniaturized version of the Type 77, where several fingers had to squeeze to grip the grip, this feels like squeezing a flat metal box, providing a very comfortable grip.

My thumb was always unconsciously stroking the butt hammer of the gun, reminding myself that it was already loaded.

Suddenly, they heard Mao'er squeak twice, and the stone in front of them immediately stopped moving.

Mao'er moved forward a few more meters and whispered, "That's enough, let's wait."

It was only after Wei Dong had over sixty years of experience that he realized, yes, even if he carefully touched her now, the people in the sugarcane field or bushes would hear him.

The most reliable approach is to get close enough to wait for an opportunity.

Those who have textbooks and have attended tutoring classes are definitely different.

Fortunately, in early February, the afternoon temperature in eastern Guangdong was in the twenties and even a bit gloomy, so walking through the sugarcane fields was not too hot.

Wei Dong gently put down the gun, held his daughter and quietly comforted her. After a while, he put his son down as well, found a blade of grass and casually wove and knotted it for his daughter to play with.

Mao'er remained hidden by the roadside, observing, while Shi Tou lay down and concealed himself in the dense vegetation.

Actually, they were already very close, close enough to hear conversations from dozens of meters away by the car. Occasionally, Wei Dong would stand up and tiptoe, and through the gaps, he could see the two alluring figures hiding inside the car.

It didn't take long before the sound of a car approaching could be clearly heard in the distance. The two women quickly got into position, and Mao immediately arched his body, frozen like a sprinter preparing to take off...

Watching his daughter playing enthusiastically with the grass, Wei Dong suddenly had a brilliant idea. He tied the diaper bag's buckle around his daughter's waist and attached a sugarcane stalk to the other end of the strap.

Then they heard Mao'er chuckle. He had already started moving forward quickly along the roadbed, his body bent low. Wei Dong immediately grabbed his pistol and patted his daughter's head, as if to tell her to take good care of her younger brother. He then squeezed out of the sugarcane field and moved forward along the roadbed.

With his robust and sturdy build, moving quickly through the dense sugarcane field would be too noisy.

In that brief moment, Wei Dong subconsciously looked up to remember where he had rushed out, so he could pick up the child later. He also noticed that it was a BMW on the road!
Moreover, while he was secretly glancing around, the man who was still holding his mobile phone had already gotten out of the car and walked smugly to the front of the car.

Mao'er suddenly bent down and stopped, almost tripping Wei Dong. Fortunately, Wei Dong had good coordination from playing ball often, and he leaned against the side, only about 10 or 20 meters away.

That sweet, delicate voice was crystal clear: "It's so hot, we've been waiting for so long... Look, why can't we start the fire..."

The other one was getting impatient: "Brother... check if the tire is flat..."

Unable to contain himself any longer, he casually made up an excuse and pulled his mobile phone to the inside to look at the tires.

Just as he crouched down, several figures suddenly sprang out from the sugarcane field behind him, grabbing something with incredible strength, putting it around the man's neck, and dragging him into the sugarcane field!

Just a moment ago he was all smug and dressed in a suit, but now he's kicking his legs like a captured weasel!

The kind that's struggling to survive!
Mao couldn't help but exclaim "Holy crap!" and jumped up, charging forward, making Wei Dong follow behind him...

The distance of a dozen meters is just a half-court sprint away, and it's over in an instant.

Mao waved his left hand, making Wei Dong realize that he was giving him way. His figure had already rushed onto the road and, without hesitation, rammed into the woman who was still standing in front of the car saying that it couldn't start.

In the final instant, the woman seemed to sense something and turned her head, about to scream in horror, when Mao'er directly knocked her to the ground, using her as a cushion to roll on the ground and rush to the outside of the road where the Bluebird car was parked.

Obviously, they were checking if anyone was inside the observation vehicle, and then...

Actually, the woman on the other side of the tire seemed to sense the movement and turned around.

Wei Dong knew he couldn't let Mao'er, who had no gun, be exposed. He rushed forward, kicked the woman next to the tire, and shouted, "Police! Don't move!"

In fact, the three of them had not discussed the specifics of how to do it before taking action.

Is it possible that fights in the underworld are fought without any contingency plans?

But Wei Dong felt that since the powerful pistol was in his possession and he was the eldest brother, he should take the lead in the charge without hesitation.

In fact, he had already rushed to the inside of the Bluebird with its hood open.

This is where Mao'er's role in rushing to the outside becomes apparent. He helps Wei Dong defend the outside, allowing Wei Dong to focus all his attention on the kicking leg brother.

No, this thing has stopped kicking its legs now...

Wei Dong also saw what was happening here: five or six men were holding him down at the same time.

They were all stunned, like rabbits caught in a bright flashlight!
But they were only stunned for a moment. Once they came to their senses, they almost all turned around and pounced on Rang Weidong!
Some people even pulled out knives from their lower backs.

The distance from the front to the back of the car made Wei Dong pull the trigger without hesitation...

boom!
He fired the Type 54 at the Xishan Factory firing range. If the Type 77 was a small cannon, the Type 54 was a lightning bolt, much more powerful in both motion and noise.

The man who first stood up and erupted in disbelief was incredulous that he had just fired a shot.

Is this what it feels like to be shot?

Blood was already blooming on his chest as he staggered backward, the impact causing him to lose his balance.

The others paused for a moment, but inertia or perhaps ferocity propelled them forward.

Wei Dong gripped the trigger tightly with both hands and pulled it—bang!
This time, although the hit was easily landed, the one with the machete fell down again.

The sliding gun mount got stuck in the web of his right hand, causing it to jam!
Damn it, Lao Zhang, what kind of gun are you maintaining?!

This moment left Wei Dong's mind blank, and he cursed the Zhang family ancestors for eighteen generations.

Furthermore, he made a very wrong move, turning the pistol sideways and pulling the bolt hard in an attempt to eject the spent cartridge.

The group, who had been completely terrified, immediately shouted, "Kill!"

"He's stuck!"

The drawn-out roars were clearly an attempt to embolden themselves.

Wei Dong felt a sweat pouring down his face, and his head exploded!
Damn...

Fortunately, just then, a series of small firecrackers went off in the nearby sugarcane grove, bang, bang, bang...

This guy only attacks the head to complete the newbie training mission!

It disgusted Wei Dong!

(End of this chapter)