Chapter 36 Old Camp

Chapter 36 Old Camp

Chapter 36 Old Camp

The Tuotu car continued driving along the road and soon arrived at the outskirts of Dongbao District, which is adjacent to a national highway that leads directly to other cities and even directly to the central city.

These are military-grade roads that were built when Yangzhi City was used as a material transfer center. Not only are they solid and wide, but tanks can also be driven directly on them.

It was a little desolate beyond the road. From a distance, I could see a few hills in the left front of the road, with many simple shacks scattered on the tops and at the foots of the hills.

There was an old guardhouse on the top of the hill. When the car drove over, a man on top was looking through a telescope and then replaced the flag on the top.

As the car got closer, we could see a small camp in front of us, with scattered sentries around it. Guarding inside were young men and women with their coats open, holding crossbows in their hands. There were five bloody scratches painted on their clothes and chests with spray paint.

The car came to the front and stopped in front of the roadblock at the intersection. The crossbow arrow on the sentry moved and aimed at the car. A bald woman with a fit body and chewing gum came up, knocked on the car window, and asked, "Where are you from?"

Wei Changan rolled down the window, handed her a name card, and said, "The Land Affairs Commission and your boss have agreed on an appointment for this morning."

The bald woman took the name card, snorted, and said to the younger brother behind her: "Go tell the boss that the person who made an appointment with him has arrived."

After a while, someone behind waved their hands in the direction they came from. The bald woman also made way and shouted to the people behind them, "Let them pass!"

The roadblock in front was removed and the two iron doors of the camp were also opened.

When Wei Changan saw the bumpy ground ahead and the puddles of mud, the corners of his mouth twitched, but he still endured the pain and drove forward.

When they got to the camp, he kept an eye on the road while telling Chen Chuan, "Brother, when you meet Fatty Guo, the boss here, try not to speak. I will negotiate with them."

Chen Chuanshuo said: "Okay, Brother Wei."

Wei Changan glanced at him again, smiled, and said, "But don't be afraid. We are here on commission. We have the agency and Xuehen to endorse us. Fatty Guo won't dare to do anything rash. But I guess he will use some tricks later. We'll just have to act according to circumstances."

The car drove to an open space. There was a large area inside the camp, which should have been the place for drills in the past.

There was a shabby grille telephone booth next to it, with hollow cement sewer pipes piled up on the edge, on which some members of the Bloodstain Gang were sitting scattered.

These people were all wearing yellow and red plaid shirts, most of them had brass knuckles and daggers on their waists, and when they saw the car passing by, they all looked at it with ill intentions.

In the middle of the camp was a large two-story barracks. In front of it, there was a fat, white man who was over two meters tall and sitting there. He had a bald head, wore a tight vest that squeezed his flesh, and had five torn claw marks on his chest. Next to him was a man wearing a mask and a white coat.

Not far away, there were a few little white sheep tied with ropes, with bells hanging around their necks. Their fur was groomed very smooth and clean, and they looked like pets.

Wei Changan said: "That's Fatty Guo, one of the leaders of the Bloodstain Gang."

Chen Chuan took a look and noticed that the man's breathing was very steady. He must have practiced some breathing techniques. What was particularly special was that the five fingers of his right hand were covered with silver gloves, which attracted a lot of attention.

When the car stopped in front, the two of them opened the door and got out. Fatty Guo also stood up with his hands open, "People from the Mainland Affairs Office, we've been waiting for you for a long time."

After Wei Changan came out, he stood not far from the front of the car, took out his name card and gestured, saying, "Mr. Guo, I am the client Wei Changan." Chen Chuan also stood by the car door, but he put one hand in his trouser pocket, where there were two prepared pebbles.

Fatty Guo said, "So you two young men, why don't you come in and have a drink first?"

Wei Changan refused and said, "Mr. Guo, I'm sorry, we are not here to make friends with you. The Mainland Affairs Office should have made an agreement with you. Just hand the person over to us and we will leave immediately. We will not disturb your business."

Fatty Guo rolled his eyes. He had a lot of flesh on his face, which made his eyes look particularly small and cunning. He hummed and said, "I said I would hand the person over to you, but you just took him away like that. I have no face in the gang anymore."

Wei Changan said: "Oh? Mr. Guo, do you want to regret it?"

Fatty Guo waved his fat hands, "I won't regret it. I, Guo, am a man of my word, but..." He took two steps forward and looked down at Wei Changan, "I'll give face to the Land Affairs Commission, but I don't necessarily have to give face to you. If you want to see someone, it depends on whether you have the ability to do so."

Wei Changan knew this would happen, so he didn't treat the other party well from the beginning, because the more he treated him like that, the more he would think he was weak and could be bullied. He sneered and said, "Mr. Guo, this seems to be your style. Tell me, what do you want?"

Fatty Guo seemed to be a little excited. He stepped back a little, put his strong arms together and rubbed his hands. "It's very simple. I heard that you are a student of Wuda University. How about fighting with my people? If you win, I will let people go with you. Is it fair?"

Wei Changan frowned. Although he was from Wuhan University, he actually didn't like fighting with people in front of many people. It made him feel very disgraceful.

But he knew that if he didn't agree, he didn't know how long it would take, so he didn't waste any words, started to untie the watch on his wrist, and said: "Tell me, where is the person?"

"happy!"

Fatty Guo quickly said, "But I get to choose where the fight takes place."

Wei Changan paused, stared at him and said, "Where do you want to go? Mr. Guo, don't meddle in other people's business. If it doesn't end well, don't blame me for not giving you face."

"Of course, of course. You are from the Land Affairs Council, so you have to take care of his face..." Fatty Guo laughed and pointed to the shabby grille telephone booth not far away, saying jokingly, "How is it in there?"

Wei Changan frowned but did not refuse. He began to take off his coat again, then walked into the car and threw everything in.

Fatty Guo clapped his hands towards the sky and with a "whoosh", a drummer on the sidelines immediately began beating his drum with both hands. Amid the very rhythmic sounds, a thin man in his thirties with scars all over his body walked out.

He first looked at Wei Changan with a sinister look, then blew his nose at him, wiped it directly on his trousers, grinned, and went straight into the phone booth.

Wei Changan was immediately disgusted. He said to Chen Chuanchu, "Brother, I'll go and take care of this matter. Remember to act according to circumstances."

Chen Chuan looked calm and said, "Okay."

Wei Changan looked at him with appreciation. He himself had been a newcomer and had also led newcomers. It was inevitable that anyone would be nervous when coming to such a place for the first time. It was very rare for someone to behave so naturally like Chen Chuan.

He walked over and squeezed into the phone booth, and then a man came up and pushed the door shut and put a lock on the outside, which was usually to prevent two people from squeezing out when they were pushing each other.

Chen Chuan took a look and saw that the space in the telephone booth was very small. The two people were almost face to face, and there was less than half a foot between them. It was impossible to wrestle or kick each other. If they didn't use short weapons, then the most effective weapons were punches and elbows.

It’s just that it’s difficult for either of them to dodge or exert force. It all depends on who is more ferocious and who punches faster. Even if an ordinary person is stronger than his opponent, he will inevitably get hurt and suffer. This is an additional limitation.

But he thought about it, unbuttoned his clothes, took off his coat and threw it in the car.

After Wei Changan stood here, his eyes became indifferent. He showed no reaction to the dirt on his opponent's body and the bad smell in his mouth. It was as if the clean and decent urban elite just now had disappeared, leaving only a pure fighter.

At this time, the drumbeat paused, Fatty Guo raised his hands high and shouted, "Start!!!" The drumbeats immediately accelerated again.

The thin man reacted quickly and punched forward the moment the voice fell.

When the sound rang out, Wei Changan just tilted his head back slightly, and then suddenly smashed it down with his head!
You can see that his legs seem to be nailed firmly to the ground, and his whole body is like a whip, and his head seems to have become the tip of the whip at this moment. Although it is only a small swing, the power starts from his feet, from his knees to his waist, from his waist to his spine, and then from his spine to his neck, and as it is transmitted layer by layer, the speed becomes incredibly fast.

His head actually penetrated the fist shadow and hit the opponent's head first. There was a dull sound, and the telephone booth shook. The thin man's eyes rolled back and he slid down like mud.

The cheers outside stopped abruptly, and even the drum beats couldn't be stopped and continued to beat a few more times. No one could have imagined that what was thought to be a wonderful show would end so soon.

Wei Changan still had time to adjust his tie, took out a handkerchief and wiped his forehead, then said to the outside: "Mr. Guo, can you hand the person over to us?"

Fatty Guo stared at him for a while with his green bean-like eyes. "Of course, of course." He turned around and shouted to the outside, "Go call the people out."

Not long after, a thin, bearded man in his forties came out, accompanied by three bodyguards. One of them looked around with a vicious look.

"What's the matter, Boss Guo?"

Fatty Guo said with a chuckle, "Big Beard Qiu, it's not that I don't protect you." He pointed at Wei Changan and Chen Chuan on the other side, "The people from the Land Affairs Office want to take you back to the Police Station for questioning."

Qiu Huzi's face changed, he spat and said to the two bodyguards beside him: "Stop them." Then he ran away, and looking at the direction he ran, there was a car parked there.

When Wei Changan saw this, his expression changed. He pushed the door shut and said, "Fatty Guo?"

Fatty Guo spread his hands and said, "I said I'd give you the person. Now I've brought him to you. It's up to you whether you can take him back or not."

Wei Changan knew that if Qiu Huzi ran to the car, it would be difficult to catch him. He took a deep breath and punched the door. The whole phone booth was shaking, but it could not be opened.

Fatty Guo chuckled.

After Wei Changan entered the phone booth and was locked inside, Chen Chuan felt that things might change, so he was mentally prepared. Seeing this, he didn't hesitate at all, stepped on the ground, and rushed out, chasing in the direction Qiu Huzi fled.

Wei Changan saw his movements and said hurriedly: "Hey, don't go! The person next to him is Zhai Wu from the black ring!" But Chen Chuan ran very fast without stopping, and seemed not to hear him.

Wei Changan was also anxious. He looked at the door and saw someone squeezed at his feet, making it even more difficult to exert force.

no solution anymore.

He took a breath helplessly, leaned forward again, and banged his forehead against the door.

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(End of this chapter)