"Inform everyone that they must arrive at the local restaurant within five minutes."

Uncle Fu clenched his fists. There was almost a flame in his eyes, but his voice was cold to the ice.

The last time he spoke to the bodyguard who first arrived at the young lady was forty minutes ago.

At that time, the motorcade led by him was still 20 minutes away from Fuhua city.

The eldest lady of the building family, taking advantage of her superhuman IQ, successfully attracted hundreds of onlookers to give her a shield for free and went to a local restaurant.

Uncle Fu received the call with a long sigh of relief and folded his hands to thank the Buddha for his blessing.

More than 20 minutes' drive is definitely in the blink of an eye -- now it has been 40 minutes, and dozens of people led by Uncle Fu have just driven into Fuhua city.

Along the way, they encountered nine traffic jams and four street fights.

Uncle Fu didn't want to think about the reasons for nine traffic jams and four street scuffles.

Because even with his feet, he can judge that someone is deliberately preventing him from going to the city to rescue the eldest lady.

The number of street scuffles involves dozens of hundreds of people. We must let all the police officers on duty in Fuhua city rush to the scene in order to solve public security and evacuate the crowded traffic.

After the ninth traffic jam, uncle Fu decisively ordered the team to drive off the road and run forward from the rape field.

Uncle Fu's order is correct: no matter how many traffic jams those people have arranged and how many street gangsters fight, they can't block the vast rape field, can they?

A convoy of more than a dozen cars finally entered the urban area after "thousands of hardships".

There is no rape land in the urban area, and there are more vehicles and pedestrians. Those who want to prevent them from rescuing buildings in Hunan can make better use of the favorable terrain to create many traffic jams.

But Uncle Fu doesn't care.

Anyway, those people don't dare how to treat the eldest lady. The difference between going early and going late is not very big.

Uncle Fu firmly believes that according to the intelligence quotient of the eldest lady, even if she falls into the lions alone, the final result is -- the eldest lady will sit on the back of the lion king, just like the queen of travel, in a natural and unrestrained mess.

Uncle Fu's firm belief in Lou Xiang didn't realize his idea until no one answered the bodyguards he called, Lin Lin and Biaozi. It seemed that he was a little naive.

Uncle, get down in the car. I must get down in five minutes!

After entering the urban area, the three-way convoy accelerated again.

What red light, green light, sidewalk, roadside stall ah, as long as it does not become an iron wall, it will be directly ignored by the team.

The sound of bumping and smashing things and the angry scolding of stall vendors, like a red light, can't keep the team even for a moment.

"NIMA, hurry to reincarnate?"

Seeing the motorcade roaring and crashing over, Xiao Li, who used his off-duty time to practice stalls on the street, timely dragged his tricycle into the green belt of the sidewalk, then jumped to point to the car and scolded: "God bless you. You hit a big truck when running a red light!"

God heard Xiao Li's curse -- Xiao Li saw with his own eyes that the black car running through his nose was about to rush across the red light intersection. A heavy muck truck suddenly appeared like a wall.

With a loud bang, the car hit the muck truck.

The loud noise didn't stop: the driver of the two cars that followed him made an emergency brake and still hit the rear of the car in front under the strong inertia.

The powerful impact force squeezed the car that hit the muck truck first into buns, and blood splashed out of the broken glass.

There was a dead silence around.

No one will think about it. How could a muck truck appear in the city.

There was no one to scold those cars in a hurry to reincarnate. Everyone was stopped by this terrible car accident.

When the driver of the fourth car, who braked in time and only slightly damaged the front of the car, took out a guy and rushed to the muck truck, the man driving had already escaped at a faster speed.

"Uncle Fu, pony, they have --"

Someone ran over and whispered to Uncle Fu sitting in the seventh car.

"Well, I see. Let all the staff get off and walk to the local restaurant. I don't believe they dare to kill people with guns in downtown."

Uncle Fu didn't stop the steps of rescuing the eldest lady because of the pony's' death on duty '. He said faintly that he was about to push open the door, got off first, jumped at the heavy truck's men, and ran over with a mobile phone: "Uncle Fu, the murderer called us and found it in the heavy truck cab!"

Uncle Fu took the call, looked at the caller number, put it in his ear and whispered, "I don't care who you are or how many of us you want to kill. I just want to tell you that you will definitely pay a heavy price a hundred times in the future. There are enough people in the building family. No matter how many people die, they can survive. "

"Really?"

A man on his cell phone sneered, "I heard that Fuhua city is the territory of your house. The biggest official leader in this city should also have something to do with your house? Please tell him to be ready to take the blame and resign. Maybe he'll have to go to prison. Because someone will release videos and our call records on the Internet to expose to the general public the ugly face of the building family who takes people's lives for their own personal gain. "

Lou family is a century old family. It must have strong strength that ordinary people can't imagine, whether it's on the surface or underground.

Thirty or fifty people died. For them, it's nothing at all. Uncle Fu will dare to pay a higher price as long as he can successfully save building Xiang.

But the problem is that once this matter is exposed, the Lou family will be over.

Uncle Fu believes that if he orders to save the eldest lady recklessly, how many people will die first, and his opponent will expose the whole story of this incident on the Internet.

If only building Xiang used despicable commercial means to annex Donghai group and force Lin Wuer to stand on the street, even if it was exposed on the Internet, it would not arouse people's interest: the war of the rich is like a dog biting a dog's hair, which is really not worth worrying about by the common people.

After the matter involves the citizens' own safety, the people's reaction will not be so dull.

After scolding those bastards for obstructing the building family and ignoring the innocent, they will send all their anger on the building family: why do you want to hurt us when you play your game?

Uncle Fu knows very well that in the eyes of the common people, rich and powerful old families like the Lou family are more annoying than those murderous demons.

No matter how hateful the devil is, it will only hurt someone.

The Lou family, a rich family, depends on sucking too much people's blood to maintain their drunken life.

"Why don't you talk?"

The man in the mobile phone, after waiting for a moment, sneered: "how long will it take to put his horse over?"

Uncle Fu raised his head, looked at the car that had been hit into steamed stuffed buns, swallowed hard and spit, and said slowly, "let's -- go back."

"No."

The man on the other side of the mobile phone sneered again and said, "you'd better leave this mobile phone to contact me in time."

Uncle Fu jumped from the corner of his eye and asked slowly, "do you think the Lou family will bow to the evil forces and beg for mercy?"

"Correct it, not bow your head and beg for mercy, but kneel on the ground and beg for mercy."

The man said slowly, "of course, you may die because of your face, and you don't want her to kneel down and beg for mercy, so be ready to collect her body."

"Our eldest lady, are you all right now?"

Uncle Fu's eyes beat violently again.

"She's holding wedding candles with a dead old man begging along the street. It's estimated that it's not beautiful now. Hundreds of people are watching the ceremony, ha ha."

After a few demonic laughs, the man withheld the phone.

"Go back."

Uncle Fu took the cell phone whose screen had long blacked out and stared at the direction of the local restaurant. It took a long time to spit out these two words.

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"They're gone."

After Qin Dachuan answered the phone again, he asked Fang Yuan, "brother yuan, they won't retreat on the surface. In fact, they will leave hands in the dark?"

"I'm sure I'll stay, but I won't stay in the city. They will do so as long as they are not stupid. "

Fang Yuan sat on the chair, picked up a roast chicken, tore half and handed it to the donkey.

The donkey opened his mouth lazily and took it -- he didn't like the day of hiding in the dark and calculating people.

Greene also sat down: "boss, what about Lin Lin and them? How to deal with them?"

"Find a suburban garden and send them there. Forget it. There are no wild animals here anyway. It's like sleeping in the wild."

When Fang Yuan took a bite of food with chopsticks, the door was knocked.

Greene quickly put his hand to his waist. When Qin Dachuan raised his hand and grabbed a chair, Fang Yuan put down his chopsticks and sighed: "Alas, it's not suitable for you two to hide in the dark and do bad things. It's a bit like a frightened bird. It's not as good as a donkey."

The donkey who ate chicken on the chair was praised by the big brother and waved his tail as a thank you.

"Hey, boss, do you know who's here?"

Qin Dachuan put down his chair with a smile.

Fang Yuan ignored him.

After glancing at Greene, Qin Dachuan went over and opened the door.

"Oh, no one opened the door after knocking for so long. I thought everyone was dead."

As soon as the door opened, a gust of fragrance rushed in.

Wearing a big red cheongsam, the landlady, who wanted to break her small waist every step, walked in with two long white legs, stretched out her hand and clicked on Qin Dachuan's forehead. Her beautiful eyes were flowing and said angrily, "young man, where do you look?"

Qin Dachuan felt that the coquettish landlady looked younger than him. She really shouldn't call him a young man, just as he never liked to be poked in the forehead with a woman's finger.

I don't know what's going on, but he's dizzy and sweet now. I wish the landlady would poke him again -- alas, it's another scourge that can drive a man to commit a crime for her only by using his body.

"Little brother, you are so haggard that you don't allow my sister to teach those silly forks a lesson."

The landlady twisted her waist and crotch to come to Fang Yuan, sat down next to him, put her right hand around his neck, and her left index finger picked up his chin. The flattery on her face has been replaced by heartache.

"Well, what, elder sister, there's no need to care about me like this? Someone else is watching. "

Fang Yuan smiled and grabbed the left hand of the landlady who began to swim on him.