In 1990, I drove a taxi in Xiangjiang

Chapter 129 Confrontation
Shao Xiangbei opened the car door and was about to get out.

The backpack was stuffed into the car door through the gap where the car door was ajar.

"Everything you need is in the bag."

After saying this, the man turned and left.

Shao Xiangbei looked at the backpack in his arms and decisively closed the door, then unzipped the backpack.

The first thing I took out from the bag were two black 8 Black Stars, both of which were about [-]% fine. The most thoughtful thing was that one of the [-] guns had a silencer screwed on its muzzle.

I exited and looked at the magazines separately, and they were all loaded to the brim.

Then Shao Xiangbei took out four more magazines from his bag, which were also filled with yellow-orange bullets.

Putting the magazine into the pocket of his clothes, Shao Xiang finally took out a leather strap from the bag with eight foot-long detonators inserted on it.

Sitting on the co-pilot and watching all this without saying a word, Xie Lihua's thin lips trembled twice when she saw a row of detonators in Shao Xiangbei's hands, and her eyes began to move back and forth between the detonators and Shao Xiangbei's face.

Shao Xiangbei looked at the detonator in his hand, sighing in his heart that Huo Muxi could really get anything for him.

At this moment, ten fingers with sharp nails grabbed the detonator in Shao Xiangbei's hand.

Shao Xiangbei didn't expect that Xie Lihua, who was as honest as a quail before, would dare to make a move at this time.His reaction speed was extremely fast, he didn't directly stop Xie Lihua from grabbing the hands of the detonator, but turned sideways with his right hand and pushed towards her ferocious face.

Seeing that victory was in sight, Xie Lihua's head was struck by lightning at the next moment, and the back of her head hit the co-pilot's door heavily.

Shao Xiangbei's right hand followed like a swimming snake, waving left and right.

"Clap clap clap!"

The crisp sound resounded in the taxi.

After eight or nine pumps in a row, Shao Xiangbei put away the palm raised on Xie Lihua's head.

"If you want to save your own life, you have to be honest with me!"

After Shao Xiangbei finished speaking, he flicked his right hand, and never looked at Xie Lihua whose cheeks were swollen and nosebleeds flowed between his mean lips.

He picked up the detonator belt that had fallen between the two of them, tied it to his abdomen, and hid it inside his coat.

After everything was packed, Shao Xiangbei threw his backpack into the back seat of the car and got out of the car.

Going around the front of the car to the co-pilot's seat, Shao Xiangbei pulled open the co-pilot's door, grabbed Xie Lihua's hair and pulled him down.

Xie Lihua, who was slapped eight or nine times by Shao Xiangbei, her eyes were narrowed between her increasingly swollen cheeks, and her expression seemed a little dull.

After Shao Xiangbei dragged Xie Lihua out of the co-pilot, he closed the co-pilot's door with his backhand.

"Don't play dead for me."

Pulling up Xie Lihua who was sitting on the ground, Shao Xiang pushed her towards the top of Dahuan Mountain without giving her a chance to breathe.

"Hold your head down for me!"

Shao Xiangbei followed behind Xie Lihua and shouted in a low voice.

Falling under Shao's push to the north, the two of them quickly reached the mountainside along the poured cement mountain road.

Shao Xiangbei raised his head and saw a small pavilion not far from here. He had already noticed it when Xie Lihua deliberately took him around last time.

After a while, Shao Xiangbei brought Xie Lihua, who was walking heavily, to the pavilion.

Today, there are almost no people going up the mountain in Dahuanshan Park at this time.

Sitting in the Sijiao Pavilion, Shao Xiangbei lit a cigarette for himself, ignoring Xie Lihua with disheveled hair and drooping head, and stared at the clearly visible section of the uphill road below.

Before he finished smoking a cigarette, Shao Xiangbei's mobile phone rang.

Shao Xiangbei took it out and saw that it was Wu Yuqun calling.

"Hey!"

"Where are you now?"

Wu Yuqun's voice came from the receiver.

"Sijiao Pavilion in the middle of the mountain."

After Shao Xiangbei finished speaking, he heard the opposite party curse before hanging up the phone.

"G"

"Mother!"

Shao Xiangbei pretended he didn't hear it, put his mobile phone back, looked at Xie Lihua who still kept his head down and didn't say a word, and smiled.

"You'd better tidy up your clothes and hair."

"I'm afraid your husband will feel distressed when he comes."

At this moment, Shao Xiangbei's tone of speech was that of a villain.

Xie Lihua, who had lowered her head for a long time, raised her head, stared at Shao Xiangbei with her eyes completely narrowed, and then began to arrange her hair according to Shao Xiangbei's words.

Shao Xiangbei threw the burning cigarette butt still in his hand to the ground and stamped it out with his feet.

More than ten minutes later, Shao Xiangbei leaned against the pavilion and saw twenty people flocking towards him.

The man in the middle was sitting on a wheelchair, a black cane with a golden handle and golden feet was placed across his lap.

The wheelchair was pushed outside the square pavilion and stopped.

Wu Yuqun in the wheelchair glanced past Xie Lihua, pushed his black-rimmed glasses and looked at Shao Xiangbei.

"You said you wanted my ring on the phone?"

As soon as this sentence came out, the atmosphere around the entire Sijiao Pavilion instantly entered a freezing point.

Shao Xiangbei looked at Wu Yuqun in the wheelchair outside the pavilion and laughed.

"You are right."

"I have promised your wife."

"Give me the ring password contact number."

"The money in the account is for your retirement."

"With the current exchange ratio between U.S. dollars and Hong Kong dollars, I think you will be able to live comfortably enough for the rest of your life."

Having said that, Shao Xiangbei stared at Wu Yuqun with narrowed eyes, his tone cold and harsh.

"So where's the ring!"

Wu Yuqun's thin face shook after hearing what Sao Xiangbei said, and he laughed loudly.

"Young boy, do you think things are too simple?"

"Fuck your mother!"

"The ring is on my finger."

"You can get it yourself if you have the ability!"

"Go to the street, fuck your mother!"

While cursing, Wu Yuqun raised his right hand to Shao Xiangbei, and the platinum and diamond ring was put on his right ring finger.

"I have said so much and scolded so much."

"Bring me the ring now."

Shao Xiangbei calmly looked at the emotional Wu Yuqun.

"Fuck your mother!"

"Shoot me!"

Wu Yuqun picked up the crutch that was lying across his leg and stabbed it hard on the ground in front of him, making a sound of metal hitting the pavement.

The 26 boys around and behind him took out pistols from their waists.

Shao Xiangbei unzipped his jacket, revealing the eight detonators hidden in his waist, and pulled out one in his hand.

"Why do you want everyone to be buried in the mountainside of Dahuan Mountain together?"

"Mr. Wu."

"I'll fuck your ancestors!"

The lighter in Shao Xiangbei's left hand has been placed in front of the detonator fuse, and it can be ignited as long as he presses it.

"Afraid of your mother!"

"Can't you hear the gun?"

Wu Yuqun has never seen anything at this age, and he has also visited places like the Golden Triangle of Myanmar where there are many warlords. How could he be so easily intimidated by Shao Xiangbei.

(End of this chapter)