C19 Fatty Liu

Xiao Qiangbing looked out of the corner of his eye at a solitary building in the distance, as if he were listening to him. Then he looked back at Liu Dapeng, who was under the tree, and said thoughtfully:

"It's troublesome. This fatty. . . "

He didn't continue, but Adolf understood.

He still felt that Liu Dapeng and the others had hope. He began to curse in despair:

"Brother, you don't know. They are masters of war all year round. This fatty is not a match for them at all. Not to mention him, even if Director Niles came, he would still have to hide a little. . . "

Before he could finish speaking, he saw Liu Dapeng pull on the tree. Little Q curiously looked up and thought that this fellow had put a huge sum of money on it. His eyes were blurry and just as he saw it clearly, he immediately took a few steps back. His face turned pale and ugly. He involuntarily reminded his brothers, "Back, back!"

There was a black box on the rope that fell in the air. It was square, and there was a line of crooked words written on it in English: TNT.

If he were to look at other words, Little Q would probably only be able to see it clearly after a few glances. This line of words was only able to be seen once. His heart felt as if it had been pricked by a needle. His spine felt cold and he broke out in cold sweat.

They began to retreat in a huff and huff.

Liu Dapeng stood there motionless. A few security guards beside him who had survived the disaster reminded him in a low voice, "Boss, what should we do?"

What should we do?

Nowadays, many people hated the guy who ran away from the door. They wished they could catch him and chop him up. Now, they definitely wanted to take advantage of the situation to chase after him. Although guns were not good enough, the boss had explosives. If he could not, he would blast them to death. He wanted to see who would dare to perish together with him.

"Hey, buddy, go. I'll call the police. The police will definitely be willing to chase after you. "

Adolf grabbed the bottle of wine and held the gun high up in one hand. He shouted loudly, his face full of confidence.

"Little Daoist, stop it. Don't you smell urine?" Xiao Qianbing retracted his gaze and covered his nose in disgust.

Adolf did not know what was going on. He lowered his head and sniffed around. He heard Liu Dapeng say dejectedly:

"If it wasn't for us being smart, we would have let these people go today. . . "

As he said that, He lifted his pants and felt that his lower body was wet. He stomped his feet and said loudly:

"Grandson, I drank too much beer today. If not, I would have given you all a slice a long time ago. "

It was a scene of watching a show. Other people were hiding in hidden places to escape, while Xiao Qiangbing and the others watched while eating. After the confrontation over there was over, they had almost finished eating over here.

"This kid is quite interesting. " On the other side, Liu Dapeng simply wet his pants, shook his hair, and began to call the guests back. He toasted to them one by one to atone for his crimes. Xiao Qiangbing patted his stomach, said a fair sentence, and walked towards the bathroom.

When he came back, Adolf and Liu Dapeng were patiently waiting for him.

Liu Dapeng took a bottle of Nissan from the waiter, and said with a face full of enthusiasm:

"Officer, he told me just now. Look at my eyes. I didn't treat the guests well. "

He was apologizing to Adolf and Xiao Qiangbing. Now that he knew who Adolf and Xiao Qiangbing were, his attitude suddenly changed, especially when he heard that he was a peacekeeping police officer. Naturally, he was secretly delighted.

In the future, when he got to know such a person, he would set up an armored car to patrol the entrance and do some activities. No ordinary bad person would dare to approach him.

"Fatty, you have guts, kid. This child of mine. . . " Xiao Qiangbing patted Adolf's shoulder in a friendly manner and said:

"I've been worried that you would let go of me, kid. Fine, I'll beat you up!"

The three of them finally got to know each other, so they did not stand on ceremony. They clinked their glasses and drank all of them in big gulps. After a few glasses of wine, Liu Dapeng started to brag about how many families were robbed and how many people were buried alive. . .

"Let me tell you, once, they besieged Paris Town. How many businessmen and bosses from various countries are there in Paris Town? Each family has a net worth of more than ten million yuan, and that's called each and every one of them being rich and dangerous. It's a stroke of luck. . . "

Liu Dapeng knew that he was definitely safe with these two policemen. He fully displayed the traditions that some people in the Jingjin region could talk about and started to brag.

In other words, during the bandit operation last year, there were dozens of people who went to the town of Paris to clean up a group of people.

Liu Dapeng had smelled a great business opportunity from it. He had brought a group of brave men and borrowed a large number of AK from the black market. He had piled up countless valuable items and large equipment in the valley, taken risks, and protected them. He had exchanged fire with the bandits several times, and in the end, he had defeated them. He had collected protection fees from various families at a high price, and he had made a lot of money.

He had told a few of such thrilling stories in a row. When he was excited, his eyes became complicated, and he said provocatively:

"Brother, which one is it? If you need any help in the future, you can come to me. I'll tell you. . . "

"Please? I say, fellow countryman, you can do it. You're a bodyguard and a bomb. If I didn't see it with my own eyes, I would have thought that you were an international special forces soldier or a Marine Corps. . . "

Xiao Qiang's hypocritical flattery made Liu Dapeng very happy. He looked at the glass of wine and narcissistically admired his glorious image through the reflection. He clicked his tongue and said:

"You guys have just arrived here and are unfamiliar with the place. Even if the local police cooperate with you, the matters on the ground will still be settled by us, the men of Tianjin," Xiao Qiangbing said.

"Pfft, alright, I'll bring you a hooligan today to see if you know him. I heard that you beat him until he ran away like a rat, pissing his pants. From now on, you can run unhindered in this territory. Even Little Q is afraid of you. "

As Xiao Qiangbing spoke, he lightly tapped the table with his finger.

"Of course. There are many more people that I have tidied up. Just that Little Q, I reckon it is from another place. . . " Liu Dapeng is going all out as he bites his lips lightly, his face full of complacency.

Xiao Qiangbing gave Adolf a look. This guy looked at the gate a few times. First, he was confused, then he ran out with a happy face.

Then he dragged a person into the gate and the two of them came in front of him.

He pushed the guy forward and said, "Stop bragging. Look who this is. "

"What kind of person is this? I don't know. The Earth Realm is very complicated. Sigh, if you can pretend, then pretend. . . " As Liu Dapeng spoke, he habitually swung his hair.

The meaning behind his words was: This place was different from the rest of the country. When one should lower one's head, one should lower it. When one should be spirited, one should be spirited. To put it bluntly, if he did not have the ability, he had to pretend to be a grandson. If he understood, he would be a grandfather.

"I don't think so. Things always depend on people's actions. When did the people of China become cowardly? That's you, Little Daoist!" Xiao Qianbing looked at him with disdain, his gaze somewhat complicated.