The eyes of the thugs from the Hongxing Society suddenly widened, and their necks couldn't help but shrink. Holy shit, is this guy still a human? How could such a thick iron rod be bent if the arms didn't have the strength of several hundred kilograms?
It seems that this time I have encountered a tough situation, and there is fear in my eyes!
Duan Zetao was secretly amused on the sidelines. Apparently these guys regarded the two of them as gangsters who were gangsters. They acted in a full-scale manner. Duan Zetao deliberately said in a rough voice with a northeastern accent: "You come out here to seek wealth but not anger. As long as you
If you are willing to cooperate, we will not harm you. Money or life is yours to choose!..."
Those Hongxing Society thugs are usually very brave and fierce, but in fact they are more afraid of death than anyone else. When they encounter someone who is more ruthless than them, they will give up. Naturally they want to die, but their mouths are sealed with tape, so they can only fight with all their strength.
Nod.
In the end, Duan Zetao selected a few more honest people, loosened their bonds, and asked them to cooperate with Hu Tielong in sailing the boat. Duan Zetao watched vigilantly from the side with a gun, ready to shoot anyone in the head at any time if they were dishonest.
With the cooperation of those Hongxing Society goons, the giant freighter raised its anchor, trembled slightly, and slowly started to sail towards the inland sea. At this time, other Hongxing Society goons and workers in the cargo hold felt the damage to the ship's hull.
The boat trembled and suddenly became a mess, shouting in panic, "What's going on?! Why did the ship leave?! Go and notify the boss!...".
At this time, a middle-aged man strode in, surrounded by several horsemen. He was of medium build, without the potbelly that middle-aged men generally have. His hair was gray, and a black woolen coat was draped smoothly over his shoulders.
On the top, three buttons of the white shirt were opened, revealing a long scar under the chest. The lines on his face were strong, giving people a feeling of calmness and self-reliance. This person is the leader of Hongxing Society---
Mr. Jiang!
Mr. Jiang held a Cuban cigar in his mouth and shouted, "Why are you panicking?! All workers go back to work. Xingzi, gather the brothers immediately, take the guys with you, and follow me to the cockpit to see what happened?"
I want to see who is so short-sighted and dares to make trouble on my head, Hongxing Society?!...".
Mr. Jiang's calmness gave the panicked Hongxing Society thugs the confidence to rush towards the cockpit aggressively under the leadership of Mr. Jiang. Although they were just a gang of gangsters, one or two hundred heavily armed gangsters gathered together.
Together they are quite impressive.
The group of thugs from Hongxing Society rushed to the door of the cockpit aggressively. Seeing that the round glass window of the cabin door was covered, they knew that the inside must have been controlled by the intruders. They were not stupid, and they could do this quietly.
Sneaking into their freighter and subduing six of their heavily armed brothers in the cockpit, they must have come with bad intentions, so they were unwilling to take risks by being the first to take the risk. They just waved their AK47s and screamed outside:
"People inside, get out! If you dare to touch our Hongxing Society's premises, you will be blinded! If you don't come out, don't blame us for being rude!".
"That is, the AK47 in our hands is not a vegetarian. If it doesn't come out, we will shoot!..."
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The Hongxing Society thugs in the cockpit became disloyal when they saw the reinforcements. Their eyes rolled around. Hu Tielong and Duan Zetao looked at each other, switched the freighter to automatic driving mode, and raised the May 4th-style silent pistols in their hands.
"Bo, wave" was heard several times, and the bullets flew right against the scalps of the Hongxing Society thugs, scaring the Hongxing Society thugs to the point of peeing on the spot.
"You'd better not act rashly, people outside can't save you! I guarantee that if you move around, you will be the first to die!" Hu Tielong blew on the muzzle of his gun and said coldly, then turned to the hatch.
They shouted loudly: "Your people are in our hands. If you want them dead, just shoot!..."
The thugs from the Hongxing Society outside looked at each other, not knowing what to do. They had no choice but to turn their attention to their boss, Mr. Jiang, and wait for him to make a decision.
"Friends inside, listen, I don't care where you are. If you dare to touch our Hongxing Society, it shows that you are brave enough. I, Mr. Jiang, admire men who are brave and courageous. As long as you put down your weapons now and come out with our people,
, I can pretend that nothing happened, and give you another one million to run away. If you dare to touch a hair of my people, I guarantee that you will not be able to get out of this door!..." Mr. Jiang blew out a smoke ring.
, shouted with aura outside the cockpit.
After shouting for a long time, there was still no movement in the cockpit. Mr. Jiang became a little angry. Since he became the leader of Hongxing Society, he rarely does such front-line fighting and killing, even with other people.
If there is a conflict in the club, as long as he comes forward to speak out, others will have to give him some face.
"Take your mother in my mouth! If you don't want to lose face, then there is nothing to talk about. Beat me!" Mr. Jiang waved his hands to his subordinates and said viciously.
"But boss, the bearded and bald ones are still inside?!..." the little boss named Xingzi said quickly.
"Sooner or later, I can only blame them for their misfortunes! I will let these blind guys be buried with them. I will pay double the resettlement allowance. I will also take care of the family!...", Mr. Jiang
He sighed and wiped his eyes pretendingly.
Although the thugs from the Hongxing Society felt a bit sad, they did not dare to disobey Mr. Jiang's order and opened fire randomly at the iron gate. The iron gate was immediately beaten into a sieve. Fortunately, Duan Zetao and Hu Tielong had already hid behind the driver's seat.
Behind the stage, there were no injuries. The few Hongxingshe thugs who were tied up were not so lucky and were shot to death on the spot.
Then Mr. Jiang laughed triumphantly while holding a cigar in his mouth, thinking that I can't beat you to death?! At this time, Hu Tielong inside began to fight back. In order to frighten his opponent, he chose the cigar held in Mr. Jiang's mouth as his target.
Listen to 'whoosh'
With a loud sound, the cigar in Mr. Jiang's mouth was knocked away. Mr. Jiang's mouth opened wide. He finally woke up and didn't bother to pretend to be boss. He quickly held his head and found a place to hide, running and shouting.
, "Hit me hard!...".
The thugs from Hongxing Society were all stunned by Hu Tielong's miraculous shot just now. When they saw Mr. Jiang running away, they immediately fell down in a large area. Some others imitated Mr. Jiang and quickly found cover.
But the deck outside the cockpit was empty, and there was no shelter. The thugs were scurrying around like headless flies, and the offensive also weakened.
Mr. Jiang ran to the blind spot and hid, and then he calmed down. Seeing his men in a mess, he angrily cursed: "You are all cowards! Beat me!" Xingzi's eyes flashed.
He turned around and offered his advice: "Boss, their marksmanship is so accurate. We don't need to go head-to-head with them. Aren't there a few bags of explosives in the cargo hold? Let's throw the bags of explosives into the cockpit and blow them up!..."