pertwk Chapter 105 Catching a turtle in a jar, the show begins
Chapter 105 Catching a turtle in a jar, the show begins
The thirty-odd drivers and crew members responsible for escorting the truck were all dumbfounded.
All eyes were focused on the tactical dagger that was still trembling slightly, its blade embedded deep into the map.
Provincial Highway 104 is the closest and flat route from the provincial capital back to Huangni Village, making it the first choice for all logistics companies.
Go around it?
Sun Heizi was the first to lose his temper. He scratched his head, strode to the map, his face full of anxiety and confusion.
"Boss, why is that?"
"It only takes an hour and a half to get there via Provincial Highway 104."
"If we take the national highway branch line instead, we'll have to take the B9 line, which is full of potholes and a longer route, adding at least two hours to the journey. What if something happens to these precious vehicles we have in the car..."
His words represented the sentiments of everyone.
This batch of goods, especially that red abalone king, is Longji Fresh's trump card in the provincial capital, it's very precious.
Lin Chen did not explain.
"There's something dirty on Provincial Highway 104 tonight."
"Main force, immediately change to Route B9 and wait at the first service area along the way."
"Hey, pick five of the best fighters and come with me on the off-road course to clear the way ahead."
Clear the way?
Sun Heizi was stunned for a moment, but then a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes.
He got it.
The boss meant that there were some fools on the street who were looking for trouble.
"Yes."
Sun Heizi stiffened his neck and roared loudly.
at the same time.
Provincial Highway 104, K27+500 meters.
This is a gas station that has been abandoned for more than ten years. It is surrounded by weeds and there is not a soul in sight.
Two kilometers outside the gas station, at the bottom of a sharp bend in the slope, several shady-looking young men were squatting in the grass, the embers of their cigarettes flickering in the darkness.
Several burlap sacks were piled up at their feet.
Inside an open burlap sack were rusty black triangular tire spikes, their tips gleaming dimly in the moonlight.
Next to it, there were boxes of homemade Molotov cocktails made from beer bottles.
A young man with dyed yellow hair was the leader of this group.
"You all better be more energized."
The blond-haired man kicked one of his henchmen next to him.
"When the Longji Fresh convoy shows up, scatter all these bags of nails in the middle of the road."
"As soon as their car stopped, without saying a word, we smashed the windows and threw Molotov cocktails."
"I heard from Black Panther that that bastard surnamed Lin is really weird. Don't give them a chance to react."
A skinny guy chuckled and said, "Don't worry, blondie. With our forces, we could take down not only fish trucks, but even armored vehicles."
"After this job, I'll have 100,000 yuan in my pocket. I'll book the best club in the city for a whole month."
The blond-haired man looked longingly at the cigarette and took another deep drag on his cigarette.
"When the time comes, I can play with whichever young model I want."
"Haha, Brother Mao is awesome!"
The thugs let out lewd laughter, completely unaware that a hundred meters away in the darkness, two black SUVs with all their lights off had quietly stopped in the shadows by the roadside.
Lin Chen sat in the passenger seat.
On his retina, a three-dimensional topographic map was unfolding clearly.
Five red dots, representing hostility, flash on the map, their locations and distances clearly marked.
"At ten o'clock, there are two behind the haystack."
"Three directly ahead, below the earthen slope."
Lin Chen picked up the miniature headset, his voice completely flat.
"A swift and decisive victory."
"receive."
Sun Heizi's suppressed excitement came through the earpiece.
The car door opened silently, and Sun Heizi, leading five elite men, moved stealthily through the night like ghostly figures blending into the darkness, using the wind and the cover of the bushes.
Down the bend.
Huang Mao felt he had smoked enough, so he threw the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it out with his toe.
"Get up, everyone, stretch your muscles, the convoy should be here soon..."
He hadn't finished speaking.
call.
A gust of wind suddenly burst forth from the bushes behind him.
The blond-haired man's pupils suddenly contracted. He only had time to see a dark shadow pounce in front of him, and he didn't have time to react at all.
A large hand had already gripped his wrist as he reached for the machete.
Click.
A sickening cracking sound of bone breaking.
The blond-haired man's wrist was twisted violently by a tremendous force, and his joint dislocated on the spot.
Before the excruciating pain could even reach his brain, a knee slammed into his back.
puff.
The yellow-haired man was thrown off the ground by the impact, his face slamming heavily into the mud, his mouth full of mud.
Just as a scream was about to burst from his throat, a hand roughly grabbed a handful of mud mixed with grass roots and shoved it into his mouth.
"Waaah. Waaah."
At the same time, muffled groans and sounds of bones breaking also erupted from several other directions.
Less than ten seconds.
The battle is over.
The five road bullies who were just bragging now had their hands tied behind their backs, their faces pressed to the ground, and were being held down like dead dogs, unable to even let out a scream.
Sun Heizi pulled a walkie-talkie from Huang Mao's waist and weighed it in his hand.
He crouched down and tapped the blond-haired man's face, which was filled with terror and disbelief, with the walkie-talkie.
"You bunch of scrawny bastards, you think you're qualified to stop our boss's car?"
Not far away, the door of the SUV opened.
Lin Chen walked over unhurriedly.
He didn't even glance at the thug groaning on the ground, but only looked down at the triangular nails in the sack.
A hint of murderous intent flashed across his eyes.
If these things were actually scattered on the road, none of his convoy would survive tonight.
"Black Panther... they really went all out."
Lin Chen's voice was very soft.
Just then, Sun Heizi's walkie-talkie rang.
"Zzz... Blonde guy? Blonde guy? How's the situation around here? Can you see the headlights? Answer me."
It was the black panther's hoarse voice.
Lin Chen took the walkie-talkie from Sun Heizi, glanced at it, and then pressed the power button.
He casually tossed the walkie-talkie into the bushes, then pulled out a pre-prepared, anonymous backup cell phone from his pocket.
I dialed a number I knew by heart.
Donghai Province 24-hour hotline for reporting violations.
The call was answered quickly.
"Feeding? I want to report this."
"On Provincial Highway 104, at an abandoned gas station. Yes, the one on K27. There were about thirty thugs there, armed with knives and guns, seemingly engaged in some kind of major transaction."
"They brought a lot of gasoline and weapons. I heard them say that if they were discovered, they would violently resist the law and fight the cops."
After saying that, Lin Chen hung up the phone with a "click" before the other party could ask any further questions.
He glanced at his watch.
11:35 p.m.
enough.
"Gag these people, tie their hands and feet tightly with cable ties, and throw them into the drainage ditch next to them."
Lin Chen gave the instructions.
"Someone will come to collect them later."
"Yes, boss."
Sun Heizi grinned maliciously and pulled a roll of construction cable ties from his waist.
In the distance, towards the abandoned gas station, several beams of flashlight beams could be vaguely seen flickering anxiously.
Lin Chen walked back to the SUV.
"Obstacles cleared, the show begins."
"Zhou Dazhuang, listen to my command! Lead the cold chain truck team to immediately change course to Route B9 and proceed at full speed!"