novel for you Chapter 464 Today is different from the past
Chapter 464 Today is different from the past
Around seven in the morning.
The sky is bright.
The bright sunshine shines through the walls and houses, illuminating the magnificent lintel of the Benben Hotpot Restaurant with golden light.
The small square in Qianmen where the hot pot restaurant is located mainly does night business.
Normally, in this area, apart from the birds hopping around in search of food early in the morning, there are few people around.
However, today is particularly different.
The heavy bronze door of the hot pot restaurant was half open, and the smell of fireworks filled the restaurant.
Fan Zhishan sat in the middle of the hall on the first floor, letting his subordinates serve him and put the best beef and mutton into the pot.
The middle-aged man chewed his cheeks and asked while eating, "Are there any suspicious new faces nearby?"
The younger brother smiled.
"Boss, don't worry. We have all the people within a radius of 500 meters."
"If you want, you can even give a fucking sparrow a pair of pants if you pass by!"
Fan Zhishan spat at him: "Why are you talking nonsense to me so early in the morning? I might as well be putting on your mother's underwear!"
The younger brother chuckled: "Boss, don't try to fool my mom, she's old and not worthy of you; try to fool my sister, she's young!"
Fan Zhishan was so angry that he wanted to give the other person a slap in the face.
Just in time.
Someone outside the store hurried in to report.
"Boss, we've spotted a suspicious vehicle. The license plate isn't from our city. It's already passed Qianmen Street. It should be at our store in three minutes at most."
When Fan Zhishan heard this, his eyes lit up.
He slammed his chopsticks onto the table and stood up.
A loud shout.
"Brothers, grab your weapons if you need to, the fat chicken is coming into the nest!"
"I'll kill this fat chicken and let you guys go to Baisemen and have fun all night for three days!"
This simple sentence immediately excited everyone present.
Nowadays, aren't we fighting and killing for the sake of happiness and enjoyment?
The enthusiasm of the dozen or so people in the hot pot restaurant was quickly aroused.
The 'suspicious vehicle' that the gangster mentioned was exactly Ji Lengming's car.
The young man held the steering wheel and drove the car very fast. In the blink of an eye, he crossed the street, drove straight in, and arrived at the door of the hot pot restaurant at lightning speed.
Ji Lengming was wearing a black windbreaker jacket and a black baseball cap, which made him look much cooler and more manly than his usual plain outfit.
After he stopped the car, he did not rush to get out, but stared at the door of the hot pot restaurant not far away.
Sun Biao, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was holding a walkie-talkie.
At this moment, several urgent voices were heard in the shared channel.
The fiery and violent dialect that kept shouting about fighting was running rampant in the carriage.
"Are you all here? I saw the yellow-haired guy smoking at the end of Lane 2! When are we going to start? He's been waiting impatiently!"
"We're all prepared! There are six little bastards hiding in Alley 1. I have thirty men on that bus crying out for mercy. We're going to take them down!"
"I have no problem with that. As long as you open your mouth, I will beat them to death. I won't stop until they are defeated!"
Sun Biao glanced at Ji Lengming beside him.
Seeing that the young man had no other instructions.
He had no choice but to say, "You must follow the plan and wait patiently. We have already arrived at the door of the hot pot restaurant. As long as we make sure Fan Zhishan is present, you can go ahead and do it!"
There was a burst of excitement in the shared channel.
"Then hurry up!"
"We've been bullied for years, and we're hoping to turn the tables and save some face today!"
"Yes! We couldn't say anything before, and we didn't dare to say anything. But now things are different!"
"I must show them how powerful I am!"
Sun Biao was just about to say something along those lines.
Suddenly, he noticed that his boss's face suddenly turned cold.
Sun Biao followed Ji Lengming's gaze and looked forward.
There was a loud noise.
The half-open iron door of the hot pot restaurant was completely opened.
Followed by.
Eight or nine tough guys wearing the same tight black vests rushed out of the store, holding baseball bats or solid steel rods in their hands.
Show off your strength and majesty.
There were three or four other people carrying roadblocks and tire puncture devices.
The black centipede-like devices, with sharp steel spikes, spread out on the ground at an extremely fast speed.
In the blink of an eye, Ji Lengming's car was surrounded.
Sun Biao and Han Daoren, who was sitting in the back row, became alert instantly upon seeing this.
Ji Lengming was not panicked at all.
He didn't even spare a glance for the minions around him, but just stared intently at the space inside the hot pot restaurant.
Seeing that there were so many people on the other side and they were carrying weapons, and their car was surrounded by roadblocks covered with triangular spikes, it became difficult for Sun Biao to even drive away.
I couldn't help but feel a little scared.
"Boss, what should we do now?"
Han Daoren also frowned: "Brother Ji, those people will definitely force us to get off the car."
"I've been trained. If a fight breaks out, I'll do my best to protect you."
Ji Lengming waved his hand nonchalantly, unusually calm: "It's okay, these rotten fish and shrimp can't cause much trouble."
He glanced straight ahead and said to Sun Biao, "You can notify the people from Route 1, 2, and 3 to start."
Sun Biao was stunned: "Fan Zhishan came out?"
Ji Lengming pointed at the fat man who had just appeared in front of the hot pot restaurant. He was well-dressed and had a sinister smile in his eyes.
"That guy should be it."
Han Daoren glanced at the fat man, quickly picked up his phone and took out a photo.
Follow with confirmation.
"Fan Zhishan is a representative of the people. He's been on the news and is easy to identify."
"I found this photo at the S City Government. Take a look. Is it the same person?"
Sun Biao tilted his head and concluded at a glance: "Fuck it, if these two are not the same person, I will take off my head and use it as a urinal!"
After saying that, he immediately reported the situation to the intercom.
The three groups of people on the other side of the walkie-talkie quickly launched their actions after receiving the intelligence.
Fan Zhishan on this side saw that Ji Lengming's car was surrounded and thought he had already won.
He walked out of the store with a swagger.
The middle-aged man had short hair and a round belly that fit perfectly with his high-end brown silk shirt.
A leather belt was tied around her waist, the buckle of which was made of shiny gold and was catching the sun's radiance.
He turned the limited edition watch on his wrist and stood five meters away from Ji Lengming's car.
Through the windshield.
A fierce gaze kept scanning the face of the young man in black clothes and a black hat.
I couldn't help but let out a slight chuckle.
"You are Ji Lengming, right? You are much younger than I thought!"
Ji Lengming opened the car window with a whoosh.
Sun Biao and Han Daoren were about to stop this unsafe behavior, but they fell behind.
The young man leaned back against the chair, his posture a little loose.
The look in his eyes when he looked at Fan Zhishan was calm, as if he was looking at an inanimate object.
The lukewarm voice drifted outside through the open car window.
"Since you know who I am, you must know why I'm here, right?"
"Do you know Wen Wan's whereabouts?"
Fan Zhishan and Ji Lengming looked at each other from a distance.
Suddenly meeting the other person's unfathomable gaze, my heart suddenly skipped a beat.
But when he saw that everyone around him was his own people, he quickly toughened his attitude.
The sneers continued to grow.
"Are you asking about Miss Wen? Of course I know her whereabouts!"
"At this moment, she is making love with her true love, very happy."
"Why, you turtle man want to listen to their corner?"
This answer made Sun Biao and Han Daoren want to slam the table and curse.
however.
Ji Lengming's voice easily stopped the two people's riot.
His tone was extremely calm, and his eyes were extremely cold.
It was as if all human emotions had been stripped away, and an inhuman silence was surging throughout the body.
"It's good that you know where Wen Wan is."
Done.
The man felt in his pocket, pulled out a pistol, and then, like a magic trick, pulled out a silencer.
There were only a few soft clicks of metal parts meeting.
The black muzzle of a gun extended out of the car window.