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Chapter 301 The loss of the ball

"What's wrong?" Piqiu saw my solemn expression and asked quickly.

"Hurry back to Wuxing Town, I suspect the ducks and others are planning to do something!"

After the clues given by the mangy dog, the scenes reappeared in my mind, and the impressions overlapped one after another, and I seemed to understand.

Even though I have never seen the duck, I can confirm that he is the man holding the pistol.

Ring ring ring....

At this moment, a cell phone ringtone rang in Qiu Qiu's trouser pocket.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Pi Qiu asked impatiently.

"What?"

"I'll go back right away!"

I don't know what was said on the phone, but seeing Ball's reaction, I'm sure something happened.

And it should be the same as I imagined.

"Damn it, since the duck brought people to destroy my place!" Piqiu swore angrily and walked towards the direction of the car.

"Everyone get in the car!"

At Qiu Qiu's command, all his younger brothers trotted into the car.

"Walk!"

I also issued the same command.

He and his brothers got into the car one after another and rushed to Wuxing Town.

The opponent must have come prepared, otherwise the duck would not have failed to attend the mouse's funeral, let alone sneak attack on the ball court by such a coincidence.

Obviously, the other party had already known in advance that we would be attending the mouse's funeral.

As for who leaked this news, I generally have an idea.

But no matter what, this time, I will stand on the side of Tiger and the ball, and I will do my best to do the next thing and try my best to restore the loss of the ball.

It's not that I want to please the ball, but Tiger has warned me before and I can't make him suspicious.

Wuxing Town is nearly a thirty-minute drive from Xishan Fortress. Although we tried our best to shorten the time, it still took nearly twenty minutes.

Following Piqiu's vehicle, we drove until we reached the entrance of a bathhouse.

At this time, there were more than a dozen female technicians taking a bath, as well as a few gangsters watching the show, all standing at the door of the bath with bitter looks on their faces.

But none of them were injured. The other party just smashed the place and didn't hurt anyone.

If the other party didn't take action, these little gangsters were lucky that it was too late, so naturally they didn't dare to resist, so they could only let the place be destroyed.

The huge glass door was smashed into pieces. Through the glass, you can see the messy and broken decoration inside.

"What about him? Where are they?"

Pi Qiu stood in front of the gangster responsible for watching the scene and scolded him sternly.

"I don't know either, they just left after destroying the place." One of the gangsters lowered his head, not daring to look directly at the ball.

"Fuck you, you bunch of trash!" He cursed angrily, raised his hand and slapped the boy in the face, then kicked him to the ground.

"I asked you to watch the scene. You guys are fine, but my scene was smashed. What do you want from a bunch of cowards?" Piqiu roared angrily.

"They...there are too many of them..." the gangster whispered, looking very aggrieved.

"Return to his stubborn mouth!" Hearing this, Qiu Qiu kicked him hard again.

I am very disgusted with the behavior of the ball. It is clearly a sign of incompetence and ignorance.

This is not about defending the homeland and the country. There is no need to fight vigorously by hitting pebbles against rocks, and there is no need to fight fearlessly.

If I were a ball, no matter how dissatisfied I am, I would smile and comfort me and say: It's okay, they just messed up the place, you guys are fine.

Things have already happened. Instead of venting your anger on your brothers, it is better to take the opportunity to win people's hearts.

"Boss Pi, it's useless for you to get angry now. The top priority now is to find the duck and make him pay the price he deserves!" Seeing that Pi Qiu was about to take action, I quickly stopped him and persuaded him.

Today's action is like stealing the chicken but losing the rice.

We only injured the opponent's brother, but the opponent smashed the ball. In total, the damage to the ball was far greater than the loss to the mouse.

"Get in the car, they smashed our place, I also smashed theirs, the worst is to kill them all!"

Now that the ball has been decided, I will help him do it. In the final analysis, I will not lose anything in this incident, as long as I don't let the topic fall out.

Moreover, I am happy to see the loss of the ball. Sooner or later, he will also be my enemy.

Along the way, whenever he passed by a rat farm, the ball would lead people to smash it all over.

Not only that, the ball didn't just hit the field like a duck.

Wherever he goes, whether it is the establishment or the employees in the establishment, it will be affected, and no one, male or female, will be spared.

When they arrived at the song and dance hall, hundreds of young people had already gathered at the door.

It seems that the duck has been prepared for this and is waiting for us here.

Most of this gathering of hundreds of people must be foreign aid. There are only so many Rat brothers, and I have seen them before.

And most of those younger brothers showed up at Mouse's funeral today.

Now I am running and getting hurt. Even if I rush back, I can't go so fast.

Last time we smashed up Mouse's dance hall, but all we smashed were equipment, tables, chairs, and replacement parts, so in just a few days, the dance hall was renovated again.

Pi Qiu and I stepped out of the car together.

In the crowd on the other side, a man wearing a plaid shirt came forward and confronted us.

Although I had never met him, I recognized him at first sight. He was the duck, and he was the man with the pistol that night.

"Pi Qiu, I gave you this surprise, are you satisfied? Hahaha." The man's eyes glanced at me, then he looked at Pi Qiu proudly and smiled.

His voice is very strange, a bit like someone pinching his vocal cords, and the sound is like the quacking of a duck, which is the so-called drake voice.

Qiu Qiu had a gloomy face, suppressing the anger in his heart. There were so many people on the other side, which was obviously beyond his expectation.

"Duck, aren't you afraid of dying on the street one day like your big brother!" Piqiu said coldly, with murderous intent in his tone.

The ball suffered a huge loss this time, and at least one or two years of hard work were in vain.

My eyes swept over the faces of these outsiders. What surprised me was that they were all unfamiliar faces. Am I wrong?

Maybe, after all, I have no evidence, and I only analyzed small things. The chance of coincidence is very high.

"Do you have what it takes?"

Duck sneered, then raised his voice an octave and said with a roar-like volume: "Piqiu, I will definitely avenge Brother Mouse's death, just wait for me!

Let me tell you, from today on, I am the eldest brother of Wuxing Town. I advise you to be more sensible and lie down, otherwise you will be the next one to die!"
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