Chapter 758: This Guy Has Diabetes

The short black shadow looked up suspiciously: "Have we been discovered?"

"Impossible!" A black shadow beside him said very affirmatively, "If they had discovered us, they would have run away long ago."

"Then why don't they get out of the car?" The short black shadow's doubts did not subside.

Big Brother sneered and shook the machete in his hand: "Wait a little longer. If they still don't get out of the car, Mouse, you crawl over and puncture the tires first. They won't be able to run even if they want to."

"Okay!" The short black shadow responded, suppressing his excitement, and took out a spring knife from his arms.

"Hmm?" Big Brother looked up slightly, and another car light penetrated the night: "Another car is coming."

As the car got closer, it was found to be a sedan. A guy was so excited that he couldn't speak clearly.

"Big... Big Brother, it's a sedan, we... I... we are rich."

Two sedans stopped, and Big Brother was also excited: "Damn, it's really a fat sheep, we are rich."

Then, they saw a person get out of the 212 in front, look around the tree, and then walk towards the ditch.

The dozen or so guys lying inside became very nervous, and their hands holding weapons were sweating.

Because there was only one person, once they were discovered, even if they killed this person, it would be useless. The three cars would definitely run away.

Just as he reached the edge of the ditch, that person suddenly went back, and the dozen or so guys let out a long sigh.

But before this breath was exhaled, that person came back again, and the remaining half breath that hadn't been exhaled was held back again.

Then holding their breath, tensing their bodies tightly, they lay there without moving, afraid of being exposed.

"Hmm?"

The guy who walked to the edge of the ditch patted his head, as if he thought of something again, and turned to leave again.

The dozen or so guys relaxed their bodies at the same time, opened their big mouths, and took a deep breath. They almost suffocated just now.

Just at this time, that guy walked over again, and the dozen or so guys looked at Big Brother at the same time.

Big Brother was also aggrieved. He had been doing business here for a while, and this was the first time he had been scared like this by the fat sheep in his eyes.

"I kiss you goodbye on the deserted street, let the wind laugh at me for not being able to refuse, I kiss you goodbye on the crazy night, my heart is waiting to welcome sorrow..."

Big Brother muttered: "Damn, I'll let you welcome sorrow in a while."

This time, that guy didn't go back again, humming a song to the edge of the ditch, and then unbuttoned his belt.

A column of water with temperature descended from the sky, just falling on Big Brother's head.

Big Brother had professional spirit, lying there without moving at all.

The warm liquid with a smell of urine flowed down his head and into his mouth. How come it feels a bit sweet? This guy doesn't have diabetes, does he?

"Refreshing!"

This guy was Zhao Hong. After urinating, he pulled up his pants and walked back. When he came to the car, he couldn't help it, chuckled, and then held it back.

He Ze had a cigarette in his mouth, opened the car window, and pursed his lips at the ditch beside him.

"How many?"

"Can't see clearly." Zhao Hong shook his head, but such a big tree could not be moved without more than ten people.

Wang Wentian picked up the walkie-talkie: "Encountered robbers, there are about a dozen people."

"I am car number four, do you need support!"

"No need!" Wang Wentian put down the walkie-talkie.

He Ze behind him took out a mace from under his feet, which was a wooden stick as thick as a baby's arm, covered with nails, with nail tips about two inches long. Even in the dark, one could see the cold light.

This thing, if it hits the body, will definitely make people's skin split and flesh torn, life or death uncertain.

The two cars behind also took the mace in their hands, and each person held a police high-intensity flashlight in their hands.

Wang Wentian held the walkie-talkie: "Car number one, car number two, are you ready?"

"Car number one no problem!"

"Car number two no problem!"

Wang Wentian shouted: "Action!"

In the ditch, a dozen people looked at the boss with full admiration.

Big Brother is Big Brother, he didn't move even after being poured a head of urine. This professional spirit is enough for them to learn for a lifetime.

"Big Brother!"

A guy beside him was also stained with holy water. At that time, he wanted to rush up and kill that guy.

But Big Brother didn't move, so he didn't dare to move. At this time, the admiration in his heart could not be described in words.

Big Brother endured the churning stomach, stretched out his hand slightly, and patted the brother beside him lightly.

"Heaven will send a great mission to this person, must first suffer his heart and will, labor his muscles and bones. Those who do great things must endure what ordinary people cannot endure."

(Is this person V this person?)

Just at this time, there was a bang bang sound of closing car doors. The dozen or so guys were refreshed. Big Brother looked up and saw that everyone in the three cars had come down.

An excited roar: "Brothers, charge!"

They have been doing business here for a while, and this is the first time they have encountered someone driving a luxury car, and there are two of them.

Must be fat sheep. This deal tonight might be the last one.

A dozen people rushed out of the ditch excitedly, waving the machetes and steel pipes in their hands and rushing up.

Then, a dozen snow-white flashlight beams shone over, the pitch-black night was lit up in an instant, but their eyes couldn't see anything, and they were stunned.

"Big Brother, I can't see anything."

This guy just shouted, and felt that he was hit by something, then the skin and flesh seemed to be torn, and he let out a miserable cry of pain.

Big Brother was so scared that he shivered, and then, miserable cries came one after another. Big Brother turned and ran.

But before he ran a few steps, his back collar was grabbed, and then an irresistible force surged.

Big Brother's body flew backward and fell heavily to the ground. Before he could climb up, a big foot stepped on his head.

"You have guts, robbing us."

The light of the flashlight went out one by one, and finally only two remained.

Big Brother's eyes slowly returned to normal. Only then did he see clearly that those brothers of his were already lying on the ground.

Their clothes were all in strips, there was no good place on their bodies, their skin and flesh were rolled up, and the whole person was bloody, which made his scalp numb.

He knew that this time he kicked the iron plate: "Several... several big brothers, I didn't know Mount Tai, offended everyone, please raise your hands high, brother, I will never forget it."

"Ha!"

He Ze laughed, squatted down, and pressed the cigarette butt hard on Big Brother's face. With a sizzle, blue smoke rose.

Big Brother winced in pain, but didn't make a sound.

"You've read too many martial arts novels, and you still want me to raise my hands high."

Wang Wentian returned to the car and said with the walkie-talkie: "Crisis resolved!"

On the RV, except for the fourth child who was sleeping soundly, everyone was refreshed. Hearing Wang Wentian's report, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's go, go over and see!"

Zhou Andong had always been very calm. After speaking, he lowered his head and wrote the first word on the manuscript.

If he couldn't even solve a few petty thieves, he would really have to doubt the combat effectiveness of the Chinese Army.