In 1990, I drove a taxi in Xiangjiang

Chapter 124 Hijacking
"Actually, I think it's too bad for us to talk about the environment here."

Shao Xiangbei blew out smoke and said to Xie Lihua.

"The sound of mahjong outside is so loud, I refused. It would be better if we talk about these things in another place."

When Xie Lihua heard what Shao Xiangbei said, she leaned back subconsciously to the back of the sofa.

But when she saw the muzzle of the gun that was still on the back of Shao Xiangbei's head, she laughed at herself for her panic at that moment.

"I think it's great here."

"I don't think it's good to have a gun to the face like this."

Shao Xiangbei flicked the cigarette ash as he spoke, then put the cigarette holder to his lips, and took two strong puffs.

"Could it be?"

With a sneer on Xie Lihua's face, she just wanted to open her mouth to mock Shao Xiangbei for blowing his self-confidence.

Shao Xiangbei's finger holding the cigarette butt suddenly flicked towards Xie Lihua who was facing him.

The ashes dispersed as the cigarette butt flew out.The flame on the cigarette butt suddenly became brighter in the air.

The cigarette butt accurately hit the middle of Xie Lihua's eyebrows.

Sparks flew everywhere, and Xie Lihua couldn't stop them with her hands. When the cigarette butt burned her eyebrows, she could only let out a cry of pain, and slapped her forehead randomly with her hands.

When Shao Xiangbei popped out the cigarette butt, he exhaled the air in his lungs, and the smoke accumulated in his mouth shot towards Lao Wu's face behind him like a white arrow of air.

Lao Wu felt his head being shaken by his own gun, and before he could pull the trigger, he was sprayed all over his face by a puff of choking cigarette smoke, and his eyesight was blocked for a moment.

Taking advantage of this moment of absent-mindedness, Shao Xiangbei threw the bullet that he secretly held in his hand when he purposely touched the wrong pocket with a cigarette, and threw it at Lao Wu who was standing behind him.

With a cry of pain, Lao Wu's hand holding the gun could loosen, and the bullet thrown by Shao Xiangbei had already penetrated his clothes and embedded itself in his forearm.

Shao Xiangbei reached out to catch the gun that fell from Lao Wu's hand, and with a finger tap, he found that the safety was on, and stepped forward from the coffee table to Xie Lihua.

Holding a gun in his right hand and grabbing Xie Lihua's sleek hair with his left hand, Shao Xiangbei raised his hand and could clearly hear the sound of the hair breaking.

"A scream."

Subconsciously, Xie Lihua stood up with Shao Xiangbei's arms, and at the same time, desperately went to break Shao Xiangbei's left hand that was holding her hair.

When she felt Xie Lihua's sharp nails, the barrel of the pistol held by Shao Xiangbei in his right hand hit her chin mercilessly.

The sound of mahjong, which had been playing again since Shao Xiangbei entered the house, stopped after the screams came out.

Soon the door of the room was opened by Xie Lihua's men.

The two people who were at the front were pushed directly into the room by those behind them.

Shao Xiangbei put the gun on Xie Lihua's head, and said to Xie Lihua in a cold tone when he saw the door was blocked.

"Let them get out of the way if they are betting on the door!"

Xie Lihua gasped through her nose, and when she heard Shao Xiangbei's words, she spat out a mouthful of blood foam from her mouth.

"Do you think they will listen to me?"

"Why don't you even care about your mother-in-law's life?"

Shao Xiangbei did not answer Xie Lihua's words, but shouted loudly at the horse boy blocking the door.

"Let it all go."

"Give way."

The people at the door did not give way, but a figure squeezed in from the crowd blocking the door shouting.

Shao Xiangbei watched the gentle old man with a black paper fan squeeze all the way from the outside of the crowd into the room.

"You are the most courageous young man I have seen in these years."

"It seems that these people are very obedient."

"Old man, why don't you ask them to make way for me?"

As Shao Xiangbei spoke, the gun in his right hand deliberately forced Xie Lihua's head to the left.

"Uncle, why did you beat my grandma?"

A crying child's voice came from the other side, and the small body ran towards this side.

Hearing Wu Ruoyi's voice, Shao Xiangbei frowned slightly, but there was no disturbance in his heart.

He had no choice but to become a mercenary, not a soldier of the people.

It’s not like I’ve never done it before even giving honorable bombs to my closest teammates.

"Ruoyi, please don't come over."

Xie Lihua's mouth uttered the slightest bit, but his eyes looked at Wu Ruoyi with a strange expression.

The previous Wu Ruoyi was quietly reading the book of fairy tales, and by the time she realized it, everything had already happened.

At this moment, being yelled at by Xie Lihua, Wu Ruoyi stopped when she was three steps away from Xie Lihua, sobbing and falling down with tears.

"Uncle, can you let go of my grandma?"

"She looks so miserable."

"so poor."

Facing Wu Ruoyi's begging, Shao Xiangbei pursed his lips with a cold face.

This account is not something that a child like her can just smile away with a few begging words.

Some things are like this, and there is no room for weakness.

"You don't think I'll let this bitch go after just a few words from a kid, do you?"

Shao Xiangbei looked at the gentle old man standing in front of the crowd with a sneer.

"it's all my fault."

Lao Wu held his right arm with his left hand and bowed to apologize to the little old man.

The paper fan in the little old man's hand hit Lao Wu's face with a backhand.

A big red mark appeared right where Lao Wu was hit by the fan, and soon half of his face became swollen.

When Lao Wu knew that he had suffered so much, he spat out a mouthful of blood and dropped it to the floor along with half of his shattered teeth.

"This thing can't be done well!"

The gentle old man's eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses looked at Shao Xiangbei with a dark look.

Facing the reprimand from the gentle old man, Lao Wu lowered his head and dared not say a word.

"Do you want me to wait for you?"

Shao Xiangbei kicked the wooden coffee table in front of him, and then took two steps forward while pulling Xie Lihua's hair.

The gentle old man opened the black paper fan again with his backhand, and slapped himself twice.

"Why are young people in such a hurry?"

"We get slower as we get older."

"The anger is naturally not as big as yours."

Shao Xiangbei looked at what kind of drama this gentle old man, who should have good skills but pretended to be old, was playing.

"How about we make a deal?"

"We let you out the door."

"How about you let sister-in-law go?"

Shao Xiangbei couldn't help laughing when he heard this. Didn't he just do this kind of thing the night before?
Now that the role has changed, is it his turn to play the role of fanboy Wei Wenbin?

"Your proposal is very good."

"Actually, I did this because I was a little scared when someone put a gun to my head as soon as I entered the door."

Shao raised his eyebrows to the north and glanced at Lao Wu, who still lowered his head and said nothing, as if everything that happened was actually just an accident.

"Then you agree?"

Shao Xiangbei nodded.

"Ugh!"

"I'm just here to survive."

As he spoke, Shao Xiangbei subconsciously took a step back.

(End of this chapter)