Chapter 457

Wu Xianping didn't even hesitate, gritted his teeth and said: "If you are willing to cut yourself, you can pull the emperor off the horse. Isn't it just being beaten? It's no big deal. When I was a child, I was hung on a tree by my old man and whipped with a rattan, and I still lived this long."

Fan Xiuhua opened her mouth to say something, but finally closed it. If she objected and Zhou Andong stopped meddling, their family's trouble would be endless, and I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to live peacefully in the future.

Zhou Andong said with a smile: "Then let's go!"

Wu Xianping started the car and drove out of the criminal police team's courtyard, followed by more than ten police cars.

Zhou Andong said: "Captain Xing, let our people pay attention, don't arrest everyone, let one or two go."

Wu Xianping asked: "Why let two go?"

Zhou Andong said: "If we don't let two go, how can we let the Chen family know immediately? Only by letting them know immediately will they feel panic. If they panic, they will make mistakes. Only if they make mistakes can we give them a fatal blow."

Wu Xianping listened in a fog, but Xing Wenbin understood. He looked at Zhou Andong deeply, and began to mourn for the Chen family in his heart.

Zhou Andong took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed one to Xing Wenbin: "Captain Xing, I don't need to tell you how to use your identity, right?"

Saying that, Zhou Andong took a lighter, lit it for Xing Wenbin, and then lit one for himself.

Xing Wenbin said: "Don't worry, no matter who comes to me, I will write their names in my little notebook."

Zhou Andong smiled: "I'll remember this favor of yours."

Xing Wenbin also smiled. He was just waiting for these words from Zhou Andong. The two were not strangers, but they really didn't have much intersection. This matter could be considered to have brought the relationship between the two much closer.

"Boss Wu, where is your Diya Printing Factory, and how many intersections are in front of the gate?"

Wu Xianping said: "The printing factory is my family's courtyard, behind the Third Brigade of Automobile Transportation. The alley entrance on the east side is quite narrow, and it's very difficult to walk when it rains or snows, so we all enter and exit from the alley entrance on the west side."

"I know."

Xing Wenbin took the walkie-talkie and said: "Team One!"

"Team One received!"

Xing Wenbin said: "The location of Diya Printing Factory is behind the Third Brigade of Automobile Transportation. Team One, go around and block the alley entrance on the east side."

"Team One understands!"

Xing Wenbin said: "Team Two!"

"Team Two received!"

Xing Wenbin said: "Follow this Santana in front, don't follow too closely."

"Team Two understands!"

At this time, several police cars accelerated and overtook, and soon disappeared at the intersection in front. And the several police cars behind slowed down and followed from a distance.

Soon, the Santana passed through the culvert, and Wu Xianping said nervously: "We're here, should we go over now?"

Zhou Andong said with a smile: "If you don't go over now, do you want to drink a bit to build up your courage, and have a 'Jingyang Ridge Tiger-Beating'?"

Wu Xianping said with a mournful face: "But the police comrades haven't caught up yet."

Zhou Andong said with a suppressed smile: "Don't worry, they are all professionals, they certainly won't wait until you're beaten to death before appearing."

Wu Xianping let out a long breath and bit the bullet to drive toward his factory.

At the gate of the Third Brigade of Automobile Transportation, a group of people gathered, all printing factory employees, and Chen Weimin was among them.

"Deputy Factory Director, the Factory Director is here." A young man shouted.

Chen Weimin looked up, and it was indeed Wu Xianping's car.

Wu Xianping also saw them, the speed of the car slowed down, and then stopped beside them.

"Old Wu!"

Chen Weimin opened the back door, preparing to get in, and then saw Zhou Andong and a police officer sitting in the back. The worried expression on his face disappeared instantly, and a smile appeared on his face.

"So you had an arrangement."

Zhou Andong said with a smile: "You guys wait here, we'll go solve it."

"Okay!" Chen Weimin closed the car door.

Zhou Andong said: "Sister-in-law, you go down too."

"I..." Fan Xiuhua was worried about Old Wu and didn't want to get out of the car.

Wu Xianping said: "You go down."

Zhou Andong said: "Don't worry, with us here, Old Wu won't have any problems."

At this time, even if Fan Xiuhua was unwilling, she could only get out of the car.

Then she looked at Old Wu. That look was like a final parting, reluctant to part.

Zhou Andong saw it in his eyes and smacked his lips. Why did he feel like he had committed a serious sin?............

At the gate of Diya Printing Factory, more than ten people gathered. Some were squatting on the side smoking, some were gathered together laughing and joking, and some were wandering back and forth, kicking the printing factory gate twice when they had nothing to do, and cursing twice.

"Brother Lei!" A young man wearing a Lei Feng hat, with a cigarette in his mouth and his hands in his sleeves, said, "Is that Wu Xianping afraid to come? It's already ten o'clock, not even a ghost shadow."

This Brother Lei is none other than Chen Lei, who had just come out.

This guy squatted at the gate, spat, and a mouthful of phlegm landed on the ground.

"Damn it, wait a while longer. If he still doesn't come, climb over the wall and smash all the equipment in the factory for me."

"Alright!" The bunch of guys who heard it shouted in excitement, one by one rubbing their hands, looking up at the courtyard wall to see if they could climb over by themselves.

"Beep-beep-beep..."

As the horn sound came from the alley entrance, a Santana turned into the alley.

"Damn!" A young man threw the half-cigarette in his hand to the ground and crushed it fiercely: "Brother Lei, this is Wu Xianping's car."

"Old thing, I thought he was scared out of his wits and didn't dare to come."

Chen Lei walked toward the slowly driving Santana, followed by a group of people.

"Creak!" Wu Xianping stepped on the brake, looking at the group of people walking over, his face a bit pale.

Zhou Andong patted Wu Xianping on the shoulder: "Old Wu, if you're afraid, I'll go down with you?"

"Damn it!" Wu Xianping cursed fiercely to build up his courage: "No need!"

After speaking, he pushed open the car door and got out, walking toward them with big strides.

"Chen Lei, bringing so many people here, what do you want to do?"

"Old thing!" Chen Lei grinned: "I said, I'll kill you when I come out. Now I'm here. Do you have anything to say? I'll give you a chance to leave a last word."

At this time, Wu Xianping had completely calmed down: "Chen Lei, it's not too late for you to leave now."

The smile on Chen Lei's face became more and more ferocious: "I'll count to three. If you don't cherish this last time, don't blame me."

"1, 2..."

Wu Xianping sneered: "I also gave you a chance. If you don't cherish it, don't blame me either."

"3!" Chen Lei didn't hesitate, raised his hand and slapped Wu Xianping heavily on the face.

"Pa!"

Wu Xianping's face swelled up instantly, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. His head buzzed, and his eyes were full of stars, unable to see anything.

Chen Lei's eyes flashed with fierce light: "If you don't want face, don't blame me. Brothers, beat him for me. If he's beaten to death, I'll take responsibility."