Chapter Thirty(1/2)
They had a game tonight, and there were only a few people watching the repair shop. Qin Tao asked him to park the car farther and wait for these guys to come back after finishing the game.
"When are they usually back?" Qin Tao asked.
"I guess I'll be back at three or four o'clock tonight."
"Three or four o'clock? OK, then I'll wait for him for a while." Qin Tao said while chewing gum.
"What kind of grudge do you have with him?" Hou Xiaojie asked timidly.
"I have no grudge against him, I just don't like his family."
"I don't like him..." Hou Xiaojie felt very upset. This brother is really hard-core. Many people dislike Tan Xiaofei, but they don't like him. Who dares to hit him? But the person behind him... forget it, find a way to run away by yourself.
"Then, can you let me go first?" Hou Xiaojie said carefully.
"Let you go?" Qin Tao's eyes rolled, thinking that he was going to make a big news, and he would fuck one more to death. He just curled the corners of his mouth and did not continue to answer, silently taking out the machete.
"Can you...ah!ahhh..." Before Hou Xiaojie finished speaking, he was stabbed hard in his body, and then a fountain flowed out of his neck.
Qin Tao got out of the car, picked up the machete, put on his gloves, and went straight to the repair shop to watch the door.
The one outside was hiding in the car and sleeping. Qin Tao walked to the car window, clenched his fist, and smashed it into the air with one punch.
The three people chatting against the gate and ran over to scold Qin Tao, but the people in the car here were choked by the air and then twisted hard and then they were cut off.
The three of them immediately stopped moving. Qin Tao pushed his hands and all of them fell to the ground.
The men kept retreating on the ground and screamed in surprise.
"You, you...who are you?"
"Save...help!"
"Haha!" Qin Tao laughed and said, "Who do you have Tan Xiaofei's phone number? I'll chat with him."
"Tan...What is Tan Xiaofei? We don't know each other?"
Qin Tao didn't expect that at this time, they wanted to cover Tan Xiaofei. In anger, they pinched the person talking from the air, sucked it, and punched him hard again, and his whole face was dented.
He said viciously: "Give it to me quickly, or I will make you feel pain in your life."
He took out his cell phone and trembled to Tan Xiaofei.
Qin Tao snatched it and put it in his ears.
"Hey? I'm playing with a car." A simple voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Tan Xiaofei, right? I brought the money to redeem Zhang Xiaobo. When will you come to the repair shop?"
"Ha, okay, he took my car. The car with me is very expensive. How much did you bring?"
"Hundreds of thousands."
"Okay, I'll go back now, you can wait for half an hour."
Qin Tao hung up the phone and returned it back.
"Open the door for me." Qin Tao said to the two of them.
The two of them quickly walked over and slowly opened the door.
"Okay, you two can go to hell." Qin Tao pressed the two against the wall and punched each in the heart, and the two bent their heads.
Qin Tao dragged all these two people, Hou Xiaojie and the dead people in the sports car to the car repair shop.
There is also a second floor in this repair lot, which is full of car parts, tires, and a few luxury cars. It doesn’t seem to be a few million or tens of millions, so I really can’t get it.
Qin Tao actually wanted to bring him one, but he really didn't like the cars here. How did this car come from? Why are these little kids so arrogant in the imperial capital? He is a secret. Taking their cars is simply an insult to him.
Zhang Xiaobo was still locked on the second floor, but Qin Tao didn't want to let him out and would clean up him and Tan Xiaofei later.
Qin Tao sat in a car covered in cloth, waiting for the group of people to come back.
Half an hour later, a convoy drove back.
The group of people saw the door being opened, and the inside was bright and surprised. They parked their cars outside one after another. Tan Xiaofei, who was at the forefront, came in with his girlfriend in a Ferrari.
The headlights were on, and Tan Xiaofei didn't come out of it.
Hulala followed a group of people in from behind, all wanting to see who is so awesome, but he actually came here.
"You are the one who brings money? Where is the money?" The Canadian Cannon King said in the car holding a microphone.
"How did you come in? You're looking for death!" A Biao walked over from the crowd and saw Qin Tao sitting calmly on the Enzo Ferrari and walked over fiercely.
He made a standard move to stretch out his hand and pointed at Qin Tao and continued to scold him.
In the movie, this guy is such a bad pen and has a bad brain.
Qin Tao didn't talk nonsense, nor did he use gloves. He grabbed his pig's hooves and folded them hard. Not to mention the stretched fingers, he made all four fingers into hairpin bends, and the fingernails could be connected to the back of his hand.
"Ah! The hand is broken-"
Before this guy could finish calling, Qin Tao immediately grabbed his elbow, pushed his knees, and bent it at 90 degrees with a click. Then there was another arm, and the sum of the reverse angles of the two arms exceeded 180 degrees.
Before he could fall to the ground, Qin Tao kicked him in the crotch again. When he was half-squatting down, he punched him in the mouth and fist went straight in.
After putting down A Biao, Qin Tao patted his arm, continued to sit in the car, and put on gloves leisurely.
Seeing this scene, those people were naturally furious. How could they bear it? They were about to rush over.
"Stop!" The Canadian Cannon King still took action to stop him.
To be honest, Qin Tao just couldn't stand this beautiful face in the prosperous era. He had a white hair and was wearing a rag king. Some women even saw that his legs were not close.
What's this kid? He sang a broken song and beat the charts. He thought he was capable, but he really thought he was the King of Yan on his face?
The cannon king looked dissatisfied, opened the car door and walked out of the car.
He hooked up with the person behind him, then whispered a few words to him, asking them to take A Biao out.
Unexpectedly, Qin Tao clenched his fist from the air to the ground, "Puff!" and it broke into a watermelon.
"ah!"
The little girl, who had been hiding in the car, fainted from fear.
When the women around him saw this scene, they cried and howled. The passionate young men were also shocked. When they looked at the cannon king, their faces turned pale.
A few people were about to run away when they saw this. Qin Tao rushed over a few steps, pulled them over from the air, and stood at the gate.
He tried his best toward the door and closed the two doors by himself.
Turning around, silent.
"No one is out here today, please have fun with me." Qin Tao slowly walked towards the cannon king, and those who held his stinky feet stood on both sides, giving way to Qin Tao.
"Who are you? What do you want to do?" The King of Cannon's throat moved and asked.
After all, the situation just now was too strange. This man actually exploded A Biao's head from the air and closed the door with a wave of his hand. Even the second-generation official was scared.
"Your dad is Tan Junyao, right?" Qin Tao felt disgusted when he looked at his paralyzed face.
Even in China, there are not many people who dare not take Tan Junyao seriously, and there are really few. Supporting Qin Tao to say this, Tan Xiaofei is still excited.
"Who are you?" The boy held his hands, looking as if I was still moving.
"Hmph, that boy Zhang Xiaobo is upstairs? Get him down for me."
"Are you here for him? Okay, let him go!" Tan Xiaofei waved to the people behind, and the two of them came over and went upstairs.
After a while, Zhang Xiaobo walked over with a windbreaker and a hat, lowered his head.
He walked downstairs, came to Qin Tao, looked up and thought it was his father, but he didn't know this person at all.
"You are Zhang Xiaobo?" Qin Tao smiled contemptuously, lifted the Enzo Ferrari's cloth, took off his right glove and said, "This is what you broke that car, right?"
"Yes, why..."
"Bang!"
Before Zhang Xiaobo finished speaking, Qin Tao slapped his right hand and made the boy's teeth fall off and his mouth is covered with blood.
Qin Tao went over and kicked him down, stepped on his chest and asked, "Do you know you're wrong?"
"I know your mom..."
Before he could finish speaking, Qin Tao stepped on his chest, making him breathless for a long time.
"Do you know you're wrong? Talk."
"Your uncle..."
Qin Tao answered him with another kick.
Tan Xiaofei was frightened when he looked at it, thinking to himself that it was this crazy man, right?
"I'm not wrong..."
Another kick.
He went back and forth several times until his face was almost suffocated, and then begged for mercy: "I'm wrong... I'm wrong..."
"I know you're wrong? It's too late!" Qin Tao said with a smile, then used his best efforts to his head and kicked him more than a dozen times. In the end, Zhang Xiaobo's face was deformed, almost like a dough that had been kneaded, and Qin Tao let it go.
To be continued...