Jian Bao: I Can Communicate With Everything

Chapter 145: Critical Situation

"Ma Jun confessed?"

Brother Gui frowned and looked directly at Lin Chen.

Lin Chen nodded.

Brother Gui glanced at him sideways, snorted coldly, and took out the phone.

Upon seeing this, Lin Chen couldn't help holding his breath, his heart seemed to jump out of his throat.

The reason why he said this is to see that the Majun’s status is not low, and should be highly regarded by the knife, and it should be treated at the same level as Brother Gui and Brother Liang.

Therefore, he bet that Brother Gui would not make this call.

However, looking at the current posture, it seems a bit bad...

Brother Gui lowered his head and dialed a series of numbers. Just as he was about to call, suddenly a cell phone ringing came out.

There is a call.

"Brother Dao, eh, where am I in the waste area?"

"Kill them? Now? OK, OK, I get it."

Hanging up the phone, Brother Gui slapped Lin Chen on the head, "Dammit, kid, I remember you, don't let me meet you again."

After speaking, he scolded and walked away.

Lin Chen looked in the direction where he left, which was the direction of the No. 3 waste warehouse, and couldn't help feeling shocked!

broken!

They are not going to kill Fu Weiwei and the others?

Before he could think about it, hell brother walking away, Lin Chen quickly grabbed Ayu's arm and got into the camouflage truck.

As soon as I started the throttle, a crisp whip sounded in the air.

Lin Chen subconsciously looked at it and saw a black long whip with a screaming noise and flung it on someone's back.

The jade picker screamed, and a hideous blood hole appeared on his back, and his flesh was turned outwards.

Looking at his painful face, Lin Chen froze in place.

Shenzhou Chinese people.

He is from China.

"Dammit, move faster, dare to grind and chirp, I can't kill you!"

A sturdy man riding a motorcycle with a bald head, flashed a touch of coldness on his hideous face.

He stared at the painful jade picker who was rolling on the ground, his ruthless gaze was like looking at an ant that could be trampled to death at will.

The man's hands were already covered with blood, which were pierced by the edges and corners of the gravel, his back was even more bloody, his thin legs had many scars of various sizes.

He leaned on the ground, stood up with difficulty, and tried to take a step forward.

However, the long-term malnutrition has left him with no strength at all, and it is extremely difficult for him to even move his feet.

Snap it!

The whip shadow flashed past again, hitting the man several times and hitting the gravel with blood flowing.

"Hongye, how are you with Hongye?"

"Hongye, are you okay?"

Many jade pickers gathered around, helping Hongye while glaring at the motorcycle supervisor.

"Why are you hitting someone!"

"He hasn't eaten enough for days!"

"If this continues, he will die!"

"Moza, you are too much!"

They were disgraced and wore shabby clothes. There were only numbers on their clothes and no names.

Not even giving them a full meal and letting them do high-intensity work is simply a waste of life!

"What is noisy?!"

Moza sitting on the black motorcycle raised the whip in his hand and made a loud bang!

"Whoever makes another quarrel, don't blame Laozi for letting him sprawl!"

He roared, and more than 20 jade pickers turned pale with fright and didn't dare to say more.

This man named Mozha was the overseer and was notoriously fierce.

If anyone provokes him, it is light to be beaten half to death.

"Fuck Laozi!"

Mozha glanced around coldly, and said disdainfully: "You are the old people here, don't you know the rules?"

"If you dare to scream, I will bury him on the spot!"

In the crowd, someone said aloud, "Sooner or later, it will be dead, so let's just kill us!"

Hearing this, Mozha suddenly squinted his eyes, glanced around, landed on one person, and sneered.

"You, come out."

The man paled with fright, and shrank back.

However, Moza obviously didn't let him off, got off the motorcycle, carrying the whip, and walked towards him step by step.

The evil spirit emerging all over made the person tremble.

"You, what are you going to do?"

"What are you doing?"

Mozha snorted coldly, "Laozi just let you go, you dare to talk back, don't you look down on me?"

"Or, I'm Mozha in this No.4 area, so I can't even count as a fart?"

Snap it!

He violently raised his whip and slammed it on the man's face!

"what!"

There was a scream, and the man instantly fell to the ground, covering his face and rolling in pain.

"What are you going to do!"

"stop!"

"I want to go home, oooh, I want to go home!"

"This is hell, it's hell, I want to go home!"

Someone's eyes rounded in anger, some squatted and burst into tears.

"how?"

"Not satisfied?"

Mozha was alone, facing more than 20 jade pickers, not only not shocked, but arrogant.

A group of bugs, like wild dogs, had a horrible life, if it weren't for a new group of people, he would have killed several Liwei!

If it's cold, it hits the ground and bangs.

But this time, the jade pickers did not retreat, all with red eyes.

"Let us go!"

"Let us go home!"

Rabbits will bite people when they are anxious, let alone people?

They are flesh and blood, living people, upright Chinese people from China!

Originally, one could have a stable life and be accompanied by family members, but now he is trapped in this mining area and regarded as a wild dog, a cheap working tool!

"Want to go?"

"Go dream."

Mozha snorted coldly, and said with a deep throat: "You cheap dogs, even if they are dead, the bodies can only stay here."

"Ah!"

"Fight, fight with him!"

"Enough, I want to go home, my son should be married soon, I want to go back!"

More than twenty people screamed desperately, clenched the iron rod in their hands, and rushed forward.

"court death!"

Mozha stared angrily.

He dared to join forces to make trouble, and he simply missed him as a supervisor!

If you let the knife boss know this, you still have to blame yourself?

Snap!

He waved the long whip in his hand and drew it directly on a person's chest.

The skin is open and fleshy, and the blood is flowing like a pillar!

The man screamed and almost passed out in pain.

boom!

With another punch, Moza directly knocked the other person to the ground.

These jade pickers, working day and night, are already exhausted, so where is Moza's stubborn opponent!

At the moment, but in an instant, three or five people were kicked over, lying on the ground, rolling in pain.

"Who the hell dare to move!"

Mozha yelled and shook the others, their scalp numb, and their ass slumped on the ground.

"Hoh, bah!"

Mozha spit out thick sputum, with a face of disdain: "A bunch of waste things, dare to rebel, it's really hard for the wings!"

"What the hell are you doing standing there? Pick up the jade!"

"Everyone, there is no food to eat at noon today!"

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