Chapter 133 Dragon Head Pistol

It was already dawn, and in front of Baihui Supermarket in the south of the city, in a black Mercedes-Benz, an old man opened his eyes in the back seat.

"What time is it? Haven't A-Ming and his gang come back yet?" the old man asked in a deep voice.

The bodyguard in the passenger seat also woke up, looked at the watch on his wrist, and said to the old man: "Master, it's almost six o'clock, and there is no news from A Ming and the others!

Or, let's go back first. A Ming and the others will call me when they are done!"

The driver also rubbed his eyes and said: "Yes, master, you should go back and take medicine!"

The old man shook his head stubbornly and said: "I won't go back until I see that damned guy get his retribution! There has been no news for so long, A Biao, check if something happened?"

The bodyguard shook his head and said: "Master, don't worry, A Ming and the others are still very efficient. Maybe the matter has been done, but it will take a little longer to finish it."

The driver nodded and said: "A Ming and the others have more than 30 people. It is foolproof to deal with one person! Master, don't worry, nothing will happen!"

The old man nodded, pinched his nose, and thought of his dead grandson, and began to feel sad again!

"Oh my god!" The bodyguard in the co-pilot seat suddenly cursed and asked the driver, "Can dump trucks enter Dongshan City now?"

The driver shook his head and said, "I haven't heard of it! Of course, if you can get a license, you can!"

The old man's face was ashen with anger. My grandson is dead, and you two bastards are actually here to care about a broken dump truck? Do you have any conscience?

But this dump truck is indeed a bit strange. Why did it drive here and even drive to the parking plaza in front of the supermarket!

He is the owner of the supermarket, but he has never heard of any civil engineering projects here. What is this dump truck doing?

The dump truck stopped in front of the electric door at the entrance of the supermarket.

The old man frowned and said to the bodyguard, "A Biao, go and see what this car wants to do!"

"Yes!" A Biao responded, and just as he was about to open the door and go down, he saw the back bucket of the dump truck slowly rise, the rear compartment baffle was flipped open, and people fell out of it and rolled to the ground!

There were more than 30 people in total, scattered in front of the supermarket, like piglets about to be slaughtered!

A Biao's face changed, and he screamed: "It's A Ming and them!"

The old man widened his eyes and looked outside in disbelief.

The driver was even more frightened and asked the old man in a trembling voice: "Master, are you going, are you going?"

The old man's face was gloomy, and he said in a deep voice: "Let's see what's going on!"

On the dump truck, a young man jumped down from the co-pilot seat, glanced at the position of the Mercedes-Benz intentionally or unintentionally, grinned, turned his head and shouted to the back of the dump truck: "Master Cai!"

The people in the back had all fallen out, and there were four men in raincoats clinging to the car and looking at the young man.

The young man took out a stack of hundred-yuan bills from his pocket, without counting them, and handed it to a middle-aged man with wrinkles on his face, saying: "Master Cai, take it, please treat everyone to breakfast, thank you for your hard work!"

Master Cai waved his hand and said: "Boss Chen is too polite, how can you use so much! You bought our fertilizer yesterday and gave us several hundred more, and now you give so much more..."

The young man smiled and said: "I invited Master Cai here so early in the morning, of course I have to compensate you. Master Cai, take it, otherwise I won't dare to ask you for help in the future!"

Upon hearing this, Master Cai took the money, his face was full of smiles, and he said to the young man:

"Then I won't be polite! Boss Chen, no matter what work needs to be done in the future, just give me a call, we don't have any skills, just a bunch of strength!"

"Okay! Thank you for your hard work! You can go back!" The young man smiled and waved at them, watching the dump truck leave, and then walked straight to the Mercedes-Benz.

Ah Biao walked over with a gloomy face, pointed at the young man and cursed: "What the hell are you doing! These people... Damn, why are they so smelly!"

The young man smiled and said: "The car just now was used to transport fertilizer to my house yesterday. I didn't have time to clean it when I went back, and I requisitioned it again!"

Ah Biao looked at the group of people lying on the ground and cursed at the young man: "Who the hell are you? What did you do to Ah Ming and the others?"

"Me?" The young man smiled, looked at him and said: "I am Chen Xin'an! As for them, don't worry, they are not dead, they just fainted!"

Ah Biao's eyes narrowed, staring at the young man in front of him and said: "Are you Chen Xin'an?" Then he suddenly made a lightning-fast move, with the five fingers of his right hand spread out, trying to strangle Chen Xin'an's neck!

Chen Xin'an didn't even dodge, but his hand was ahead of him, and he grabbed Ah Biao's four fingers and broke them down. With a few crisp sounds, Ah Biao's four fingers on his right hand were all broken!

"Well!" Ah Biao gritted his teeth, uttered a muffled groan, his legs softened, and he knelt on one knee on the ground.

Chen Xinan kicked him away and said angrily: "It's too unethical! You just hit me right away, I don't even know you! It's too bullying!"

The driver was horrified. He just broke someone's hand right away, and he still said that he was bullying?

Turning his head, the driver asked the old man in a trembling voice: "Master, are you not leaving yet?"

This man is the murderer who killed his grandson!

The old man now wanted to go down and cut the guy into pieces, and then grind his bones to ashes!

But he also knew that his old bones could not beat him at all. Even the bodyguard A Biao was defeated by this man with just one move!

"Let's go!" The old man said unwillingly, his eyes fixed on Chen Xinan outside.

The driver said nothing, and ignored A Biao on the ground. He put the gear on, released the handbrake, and started in one go.

Just as he was about to run away, Chen Xinan in front of the car suddenly rushed over and kicked the front of the car heavily!

The Mercedes-Benz car that had just started was like being hit by a mad bull weighing thousands of pounds. The whole body of the car shook violently, and immediately stopped and turned off, motionless.

Is this man a bull spirit? How can he have such great strength?

The driver was shocked when he saw the engine smoking and the front of the car that was obviously dented!

Chen Xinan walked over calmly, and the old man's face changed. He shouted to the driver: "Lock the door!"

"Click!" The door was locked.

Chen Xinan walked over and pulled the door but it didn't open. He punched and broke the window glass.

Then he put his hand on the window and pulled it hard. With a bang, the whole door was removed by him!

It was the grandson's Lamborghini before. When he met Chen Xinan for the first time, he pulled the door down!

Now it's the grandfather's million-dollar Mercedes. It's also the first time he met Chen Xinan, and he also tore off the door.

If Lin Shuai was still alive, he would definitely decide to avoid Chen Xinan whenever he drove a car in the future, or pull a flatbed truck, which has no doors.

The driver wanted to cry.

This is really a psychopath. You broke the glass, why did you remove the door? Can't you just open the door from the inside?

But he didn't dare to move. Chen Xin'an had already gotten into the car and sat next to the old man!

"Lin He, I am Chen Xin'an. I killed your grandson, Lin Shuai!

If he is not dead, I will kill him again. Don't you want to avenge him?

I am right next to you. What do you want?"

The old man leaned on his cane with his eyes wide open, staring at him and shouting: "Chen Xin'an! I will kill you!"

He suddenly pulled the cane's faucet off and pointed it at Chen Xin'an.

This turned out to be a special pistol!