6 Brother and Xiaohong

Zheng Zhe didn't have Gu Ming's cell phone number, so he could only call Zhang Chunchun.

Zhang Chunchun was still on the bed when he answered the phone, it was not his fault, it was only eight o'clock in the morning, he only lay down in the middle of the night last night, and he didn't have to go to work, and before that, he didn't get up before ten o'clock.

So even if Gu Ming urged him to go to work, he couldn't get up immediately, even if Gu Ming threatened to poach his eggs.

Zhang Chunchun is really not afraid of Gu Ming, the more ruthless Gu Ming is, the more proud he is, but he is not afraid, after so many years, Gu Ming is like his own brother, there is no reason for his own family to be afraid of his own family, Zhang Chuntian only worries about Gu Ming, Just not afraid.

Of course, Gu Ming only told Zhang Chunchun that a man had sneaked into his room this time, not that someone had sneaked into his room and fucked him, so Zhang Chuntian hung up the phone and continued to sleep in the room as a matter of course, thinking Check it out after you get enough sleep.

However, his plans fell through again and again, and it didn't take long for Zheng Zhe to call him again. Zhang Chunchun glanced at the time: "Why do you get up so early? Go to the park to practice swords when you are free. play on the phone."

Zheng Zhe was at a loss. He had driven the Jinbei before and knew that there could be at least nine men on it. If all the seats were really full, it would be more than enough to drop half of them on him. Besides, the car was going to the outskirts of the city, and Zheng Zhe was not a local. Now he can't find his way around the U-turn. He doesn't know the situation and can't call the police, so he can only call Zhang Chunchun.

"Do you know about the meeting between Cui Maojin and Gu Ming?"

Zhang Chunchun immediately regained his energy: "It's Cui Maoyin, he's back? Gu Ming is with him? How do you know? Where are you?"

"Call Gu Ming and ask. If you have anything to do, call me."

Zheng Zhe hung up the phone and turned his mobile phone to vibrate. He prayed in his heart that the Jinbei would not drive too far, or for too long, because with the driver's habit, he would soon find that an Audi was following him all the time. You don't have to follow, if you can't keep it all together, you can get in the car and squeeze the sesame oil together.

The car was parked in the family area behind a college in the old city.

This college was originally far away from the urban area. Although there was a small business circle around it, the family area was newly built and the occupancy rate was not too high, so it was relatively desolate.

Zheng Zhe didn't dare to turn in, let alone get out of the car. He just pretended to park in the corner parking space, and then turned his head to look out from the rear window.

He dragged the car seat back, straightened his two long legs, and slid down as far as possible, for fear that someone would see the tip of his head from the side.

Jinbei came to a complete stop. Two people came down first. One of them was carrying a black handbag. Cui Maoyin was the third to come down. He was pushed and pushed forward. Then came down a black and strong man. He didn't rush in. Instead of walking, he turned around and bent down, stretched out his hands, and picked up a young man who was lying horizontally.

Zheng Zhe seemed to be in a nightmare, motionless.

Gu Ming's face was too pale, so it was difficult for Zheng Zhe to admit his mistake. This kid seemed to be asleep when he was not sleeping, his hands were clasped together, and he was covered with a red undershirt. Zheng Zhe could guess it with his toenails. what's going on.

In the end, a man with a straw hat was cast. Zheng Zhe always felt that a man’s head was so shameful in the hot weather. Either he had sores on his head or he had just shaved his bald head. As a result, the man with a straw hat looked around, and then picked him up. Taking off the little straw hat to fan the wind, he is really bald.

The moment the bald man entered the cave, Zhang Chunchun's call also came.

Zheng Zhe remembered the door opening, and hurriedly drove the car away. By the way, he told Zhang Chunchun the whole thing while parking the car again, and finally asked him: "Do you know why?"

Zhang Chunchun was silent for a while: "I don't think it's a big cat. He has no reason to use Cui Maoyin to hook Gu Ming out. He only needs to get Cui Maoyin. It won't be so endless."

The weather became hot at noon, and Zheng Zhe couldn't stay in the car for long, so he got down from the top and strolled to the grocery store across the street. He stroked the green round watermelon with his fingers, and knocked: "Come here, I'm a businessman." , can’t handle these things.”

"Okay, it's hard work, you wait there, we will be there in a while."

Zheng Zhe wanted to tell him, but after thinking about it in a blink of an eye, he was much more professional than himself, so he closed the line and picked watermelons in front of the shop.He didn't eat in the morning, and he drove the car all morning. Now he was hungry and thirsty, so he asked the proprietress to open a sandy sweet watermelon for him.

The proprietress spoke with a Jiaodong accent, and Zheng Zhe couldn't understand what she said. She twisted her fat body to pick up a watermelon from the ground, put it on the cold drink freezer, held up the watermelon knife, and chopped it into two halves. .

Zheng Zhe sat on the small bench under the sun umbrella to enjoy the cool, took the watermelon dripping with sweet water from the fat woman's hand, bit off the top end, and kept his eyes on the corridor door where the wave of people entered.

When Zheng Zhe ate half of the watermelon, Zhang Chunchun called. Zheng Zhe was chewing the melon meat and spit out a few black seeds on the ground. He looked across the street, his forehead was covered with a thin layer of hot Khan: "To rob money?"

"Yes, I just made an appointment and asked me to send money there."

"Isn't it? It's also a laborious effort. Why don't you rob the leading cadres? They must be richer than this... Besides, you already know the location, so call the police."

"I won't be able to tell you for a while, and I can't call the police. This is our duty."

"Then tell me what you plan to do?"

"Baldy is really a desperado right now. I'll raise money first, so I won't go there. Wu'er and the others are going to look for you, just in case."

A sharp roar suddenly erupted from the opposite floor, and Zheng Zhe followed the sound as the proprietress exclaimed, watching a man being kicked down from the window on the second floor, and the culprit was half-riding on the window, shirtless, His skin was white and thin, and he was pulled back by someone hugging his neck.

Zheng Zhe's heart was beating wildly, and his chest was on fire: "Is it only robbing money but not sex?"

"What kind of color is Jie, a group of gentlemen..."

The man who fell from the second floor rolled on the ground, grinning his teeth. He was unlucky, hit the trash can, got blood on his head, and couldn't get up for a long time.

Zheng Zhe stood up straight. He is now more hygienic than before. He asked the old lady for a towel and wiped his hands thinly. He tilted his head and held the phone, and took out his wallet from his trouser pocket: "Aren't you coming? Now One is injured, only three remain."

At this moment, a fat man ran out of the building, and said something to the wounded on the ground, and then hei fat picked up the wounded man and fought against the gold cup.

A shiny big brain appeared upstairs, and it gestured to the two people below, as if signaling them to leave quickly.

Zheng Zhe hung up the phone and touched the proprietress's watermelon knife: "It's a good knife, let's sell it to me together."

The proprietress was still staring at the excitement on the side of the street. When the two people got into the car, she turned around reluctantly, with lingering fears in her heart: "Oh, I was scared to death. The young people nowadays are really poor. The floor is short... this knife It can’t be sold, there are fruit knives on the shelf in the back room, 20 yuan.”

Zheng Zhe paid the money and bought another pack of cigarettes. He glanced at the time and found that it was almost time for lunch. After lunch, residential areas are usually quieter. Take a nap.

Before the person on the opposite side came out to buy lunch, Zheng Zhe answered the phone. He thought it was Wu Er and the others who had arrived, but it turned out that it was Wang Jiji's call.

"Boss, when are you coming back and what are you doing over there?"

Holding up the phone, Zheng Zhe kicked out the cigarette butt in a bored way: "What a fool."

"what?"

"Just kidding, I'll go back tomorrow, what's the matter?"

……

While discussing casing production with the technician on the phone, Zheng Zhe pulled an old newspaper, rolled up the blade, and tucked it into his trouser waist.

His decision was also very sudden. He had to wait for Gu Ming's people to come over, and then he chose to stay and watch the fun, or pat his ass and leave, but he couldn't wait just now seeing Gu Ming's shirtless. When Ming's clothes were taken off by others, he just wanted to get angry, just wanted to get angry.

Wu'er came very quickly and brought a carful of people with him, but he was too young to have any ideas. After Zheng Zhe told him his plan, he persuaded him for a long time before he persuaded him to wait on the side of the street. He also discussed with Wu'er to ask the person in the car to find a place to hide first, and don't squat outside waiting for someone to call the police.

Wu'er planned to rush in and fight the bald man to his death.

He only listened to Gu Ming, not even Zhang Chunchun, let alone Zheng Zhe, but he believed that businessmen were always smarter than himself, and he didn't look like he was bragging, so he reluctantly Willing to trust Zheng Zhe once.

The two of them smoked on the side of the street for a full hour, and they didn't see anyone coming out to buy food on the opposite side. Instead, the Jinbei car that had gone out for treatment earlier came back, drove over from the corner of the street, and drove into the community.

Zheng Zhe and Wu Er stood up, threw away the cigarettes in their hands, and walked away in a normal way, chatting with each other, Zheng Zhe asked how old Wu Er was, and Wu Er asked Zheng Zhe how tall he was.

The Jinbei car came to a complete stop in the bright light. Hei Pang and the wounded man opened the door and got out of the car. Their faces were covered with sweat. No one noticed the two men coming from the opposite side. come over here.

Zheng Zhe looked up and glanced upstairs, then lifted his clothes and drew his knife with Wu'er, and suddenly ran on the road.

Wu'er was agile, he swooped down on the wounded with one swoop, while Zheng Zhe strangled the other, dragged him to the side, and handed over his cell phone.

The man had blue veins on his forehead, and clasped his arms around his neck with both hands: "Who the hell are you!"

Naturally, Zheng Zhe would not be so stupid as to report his name, he lowered his voice, and leaned into the man's ear: "The number one bodyguard in Zhongnanhai."