Never Meeting Again In Our Next Life (Living Life Over) - Volume 2 (67)
Chapter 67 The wind is high
After Ying Mohua threatened Xia Liang, he did not get the expected effect. Instead, Xia Liang gave him an eviction order without any pain. He felt very uncomfortable. He couldn’t utter this sentence until he got into the car and left the Xia family’s old house. Depressed air.
However, the car had only been driving for ten minutes when the driver suddenly braked. Ying Mohua, who was sitting in the back seat, almost hit his forehead on the back of the front seat. He suddenly burst out with all his previous anger: “How do you drive?” car?!”
”Old…boss,” the driver stammered, “someone is blocking us in front.”
Ying Mohua looked out the window. In the dark night, a black car was lying in front of him a few steps away. Two strange men got out of the car. One of them was holding a military spear in his hand, aiming at Ying Mohua’s front. The car’s tires suddenly pulled the trigger, and the car’s body suddenly dropped to one side.
Ying Mohua was a little confused for a moment, unable to realize whether he had encountered a vicious robber or a well-trained terrorist.
Although he himself has bodyguards who carry pistols, most of the time their pistols are used to scare people, and there are not many opportunities to actually pull the trigger; but the two people in front of him are blatantly carrying military weapons. He didn’t say anything when they met him, but he blew out one of his tires first. This operation didn’t seem to be in line with the rules of the road.
In an instant, he searched in his mind a long blacklist of people who had enmity or dissatisfaction with him, but he didn’t expect any of them to have the courage to confront him face to face.
The bodyguard who was in the same car with him reacted quite smartly. Before Ying Mo Hua could speak, he took the initiative to ask for instructions: “Boss, should I get out of the car first to find out where they are?”
Ying Mohua nodded calmly.
The bodyguard got out of the car and didn’t know what he said to the other party. The man holding the spear didn’t say a word. He took two steps forward and pressed the muzzle of the gun to the bodyguard’s eyebrow. The bodyguard didn’t expect that the man was so unscrupulous. No oil or salt came in, and I froze and didn’t dare to move anymore.
Another man walked up to Ying Mohua’s car, opened the driver’s door, and succinctly uttered one word: “Get out.”
Seeing this situation, the driver thought that his boss might not be able to protect himself, so he abandoned the car and ran away without much knowledge of current affairs.
After escaping a few steps, the man stopped him again: “Hey, if I ask you to escape, just run away honestly and don’t make any unnecessary troubles.”
”Yes, yes,” the driver nodded hastily, “I will never call the police.”
Ying Mohua ground his molars hard, really wanting to kill this useless guy with one shot.
The man walked to Ying Mohua’s car window again and motioned for him to get out of the car obediently.
Ying Mohua secretly cursed, he didn’t expect this unexpected incident when he came out this time, and he brought a driver and a bodyguard with him.
But after all, he is the heir of the Nelson family. He has never seen any big storms in the United States. Now he is just being coerced at gunpoint by two strangers of unknown origin, which does not mean that he has lost all his strength.
At the moment, he just pondered for a moment, then opened the door and got out of the car calmly, and asked calmly: “Brother, what kind of grudge do you and I have? Can you explain it first?”
”We have no grudge against you,” the man said with a playful smile on his face, “but if you offend our boss, we can’t let you escape unscathed.”
”Excuse me, who is your boss? Before Ying Mohua could finish his sentence, he heard the sound of brakes coming from behind him.
He looked back and saw that another black car appeared behind him. After the door opened, two men got out. One of them he knew was the young assistant beside Xia Liang.
No, to be precise, when he was kidnapped four years ago, the assistant did still look a bit young and green, but four years later, the assistant seemed to have undergone a completely different change from the inside out – before in Xia When he was at his old house, almost all of his attention was on Xia Liang, and he never paid much attention to this person. Now using the dim moonlight to look at the other person carefully, he found that when the assistant had a sullen face and said nothing, his whole body was full of energy. It actually exuded an indescribable aura of killing.
But soon Ying Mohua shook his head slightly and felt that he was a little crazy. How could a mere assistant go through so many storms, and where did he get the murderous aura from.
Thinking like this, Ying Mohua calmed down a little. He originally thought that his enemies from the United States were chasing him here. Now that he has seen the identity of the other party, although he does not know where the Xia family hired these desperadoes, he expected that with Xia Liang’s character, he would not be able to do anything. Something too out of character.
He looked around at the three gun-wielding men leisurely and asked: “How much money did the Xia family give you to let you act with that kid?”
No one answered his question.
The man holding a long gun saw one of the bodyguard’s arms move and immediately guessed his intention. He touched his waist at a very fast speed and removed the pistol hidden behind his waist.
The bodyguard failed to draw his gun but was handed over. Leng Xi immediately came down.
The man hit the bodyguard hard on the forehead with the muzzle of his gun and asked: “Boss, what should I do with this weakling? Should I just silence him?”
Zhou Shuo didn’t even look at the bodyguard, waved his hand and said: “Knock him unconscious and throw him to the roadside.”
The bodyguard breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he had at least saved a small life – before he could finish this thought, he saw a gun butt hit his head, and then he rolled his eyes and fell silently.
Almost at the same moment, two other men twisted Ying Mohua’s arms and were about to take him to the car. Ying Mohua still wanted to maintain his image of being calm and said: “How much money did the Xia family give you? Double for you.”
The two men sneered and ignored it.
”three times!”
Still no one paid attention to him.
”Ten times!” Ying Mohua finally got a little anxious, “I’ll give you ten times, how about that?”
One of them finally couldn’t help laughing, patted his face and said: “No matter how much money you give, it’s useless for us to take it over there.”
Ying Mohua was suddenly startled, what do you mean by this? Are there any places where currency cannot circulate these days? Where did they come from? Could it be the underworld?
Although this conjecture was extremely absurd, he was still so frightened by his own imagination that the hairs all over his body exploded as he was living in a deserted place in the dark and windy night.
