His eyes were a little astringent, his face was a little itchy, and he reached out to touch it. At some point, two lines of tears flowed down his face. He didn't know what the tears meant, it was an sigh of the might of the past? It was a pity for the vicissitudes of the present? Or a confession of his heartless hands just now?

Just when Qian Liang was in a mixed mood and could not speak, suddenly a large number of people appeared in front of him, and they were blocked in the middle of the road. He was shocked and thought that Liang Chen's man would not let him go back to take revenge. However, when the brake stopped and looked over, he saw that there were brothers who had originally been with him. His heart immediately became warm. Unexpectedly, at this time, these brothers were willing to come to see him, perhaps to come to him, as long as there were people, everything would be easy. He still had more than one million, and a car could be sold for 300,000 or 500,000. With the help of these million and so many brothers, he believed that some town would take a steady foothold in a small town for a few years and make a comeback. Even if he could not restore his former glory again, he would have no problem to be a local emperor and enjoy a happy life.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little hot again. He stopped the car, pushed it into the gap, and walked out of the car. But the smile on his face had just opened and then solidified in the cold wind. Because he saw that the brothers were carrying machetes and weapons like steel pipes. If they knew the news and came to him, what were they doing with this weapon?

"Maybe they were broken up and had not had time to go home to send the weapon back." Qian Liang comforted himself in his heart, and the smile on his face continued and walked over.

"Boss Qian, where is our money? If you want to leave, give us the money first." A tall man with gauze wrapped around his hands and head across his face, shouting in a muffled voice, and poured Qian Liang's hot heart out of cold, and his body suddenly froze.

"That's right, some people say that there is more than one million in his car. Brothers, take action, rob him, drive away the car, enough to pay our salary and medical expenses." The few people next to him also began to make noise, and the crowd was about to move.

Qian Liang looked at them one by one. The subordinates who were once so familiar are now so strange. Surprisingly, he was not sad at all. On the contrary, he was filled with indescribable depression in his heart. He betrayed his brother just now and cut off one of his hands. Now, these brothers also betrayed him and wanted to steal his money and car. The twelfth lunar month account must be fast. This is really a great mockery for him.
Chapter completed!