"What work?" I asked, looking up.

"Someone asked me to call some people to make some scenes for him. You can just stop there and fight and run..." the old car explained briefly.

"That's OK. It's nothing to eat, so I'll be a snack..." I thought it should be nothing to do. I just went out to help stand and earn money, so I readily agreed.

The old car finished talking to me and made another call. After about ten minutes.

"Hula!!"

The little bee came to the door. There were more than 30 people, each holding sticks, knives and so on.

"Niu B, I don't see you have these skills!" Liu Rui was stunned for a long time, thumbed up and said admiringly to the old car.

"Fuck, look, what are you playing, brother Che? Isn't it a team?" the old car proudly replied, turned his head and waved his hand at the people below and shouted, "let's go!"

We followed the old car with a group of warriors and got on three vans.

Ten minutes later, three vans lined up in a row and ran towards the grave circle with double flashes.

When we got to the place, our car stopped outside the grave circle. I looked up and looked around. It was dark and I couldn't see anything.

"It's so fucking scary! It's hard to urinate for me!" Yang Songduo said while standing outside the car.

"Hey, Xiaomeng, here we are. Where are you?" the old car dialed the phone and asked.

"Brother, I'm here!" before the old car hung up, a figure ran out of the grave circle.

"Hello, brother Che!" Xiaomeng quickly ran to us and nodded to greet the old car.

After I got close, I looked at this little fierce carefully. He looks general, has a big face and is not tall. He looks very honest. He doesn't look like such a person.

"Where are they?" asked the old car, stamping its feet.

"Shouldn't have come yet..." Xiaomeng replied.

"OK, wait a minute..."

Ten minutes later. There was still no movement on the road. We are getting more and more upset. The old car glanced at his watch. Frowned and said, "wait ten minutes in JB. If you don't come, you'll leave."

"... do you want me to call and ask if they are coming?" Xiaomeng asked.

"Fuck. If he wants to come, he will come back. If he doesn't want to come, he won't come out if you make 800 calls..." the old car said speechless.

"That makes sense." Xiaomeng thought a little.

"Boom."

Just then, the road in the distance was dusty. A motorcade with anxious lights rushed here. Because it was too far away, we also saw how many cars it was.

Soon the motorcade drew closer. At this time, Liu Rui saw three cars opposite. He was stunned and immediately said, "I'll go. I dare to make an appointment with such a fucking person!"

"Creak. Creak."

The other side of the road. The convoy stopped.

"Bang."

The three doors opened almost at the same time. The first thing to show was the bright blade and pickaxe handle. A young man in his twenties and twenties, wearing sweatpants and a flower shirt, with a knife in his hand and licking his lips, rushed over.

"Zhang Shuai, dare you come here with such a fucking person?" Xiao Meng shouted at the man opposite with his neck.

"Ouch, I've fucking learned to find people. Let me see the quality of your team?" Zhang Shuai replied with disdain.

"Fuck your mother! Look at my team. Can you do it?" the old car took the lead and smashed the man's head with a baseball bat.

"I'll see what you do to me today... Chop him, chop him." Xiaomeng shouted and rushed up.

The people on the opposite side never expected that they would really start with the old car. In fact, when they saw so many people coming to their partners, they were a little fucking regretful. But when I turned around and thought about it, these people came to set up the court. Few dared to fight. Moreover, they didn't look good when they ran away, so they had to be tough.

"Whoosh!!"

The old car's baseball stick swung round and ran sideways to hit Zhang Shuai's head. Zhang Shuai hid sideways and the baseball stick hit his arm with a pickaxe handle.

"Poof!! poof!!"

Xiaomeng, holding a knife in his hand, cut three knives into Zhang Shuai's left leg and put it directly!!

"Crackling!!"

Countless pickaxe handles and machetes hit the opposite body almost instantly, directly drowning Zhang Shuai who had just fallen. The fire took less than two minutes. A pool of blood of about half a meter scattered on the cement floor centered on Zhang Shuai. Everyone JB has it!!

We stood in front of the car and didn't start at all, because there was no strength to fight back.

"Peng!!"

Xiaomeng kicked on Zhang Shuai's waist and said with gnashing teeth: "little B raised it. He fucking said my food is not good? Don't you say you're hard in reality? Why are you lying on your stomach now!!"

While scolding, Xiaomeng took a knife and stabbed Zhang Shuai twice on his arm.

"Peng!!"

Xiaomeng squatted down, grabbed Zhang Shuai's hair, stared at beads and asked, "did you draft it? In the future, you will say that my food is not good? Do you fucking fuck my daughter-in-law?"

"Man, I dare not. I have a long memory. Can we go?" Zhang Shuai licked his bloody lips, grabbed his hair, looked up at Xiaomeng and asked expressionless.

"Go away, remember to shout when you see me later..." Xiaomeng smiled and released his hand, kicked Zhang Shuai and scolded.

"Dare you leave a name!" Zhang Shuai stood up and gasped, pointed to the old car and asked.

"Ha ha, little bee Che Suchen!" the old car shook the blood on his arm and smiled back.

"OK, you wait for me..." Zhang Shuai said fiercely.

"... ha ha, there's a big brother? I'll receive you at any time in H city!" the old car patted Zhang Shuai's bloody cheek and said.

"OK, just don't run!" Zhang Shuai said and turned to get on the car.

Then other people even pulled into the car, and three cars drove away.

"Brother Che, thank you today... It's hard work." after seeing Zhang Shuai and them leave, Xiaomeng took out an envelope from his arms and handed it to the old car.

The old car took the envelope, opened it, glanced at it roughly, took out two piles of money from the envelope and shouted, "everyone come to me!"

More than 30 people immediately gathered around and looked at the old car.

"It's not easy to call everyone out in the middle of the night. One person is 500. Xiao Hu, you can share the rest... Take the brothers to drink..." the old car waved the money in his hand and shouted loudly.

"Thank you, brother Che!!!" everyone shouted with one voice.