Chapter 147: Two-in-one bandit becomes useless
Someone wants to rob?
This is Zhang Long’s familiar area!
As mentioned before, Zhang Long was often sent out on long-distance trips by his superiors due to his physique, and he would often encounter roadblocks and robberies. After going through so much, he is still able to continue driving with all his arms and legs intact. Although he may not be a sea god who can remain unmoved in strong winds and waves, he is at least a sailor with something to offer.
——For example, there was actually a gun hidden under his driver's seat.
Guns are not banned in this day and age, so their leader got them specially. Drivers who make long-distance trips will keep one in the car just in case.
However, although guns are not banned, they are a legitimate unit after all. Even if they are being robbed and acting in self-defense, the follow-up procedures will be troublesome if someone dies. Therefore, they usually fire a round of guns at the trees nearby or the birds in the sky, and only when the robbers are really stubborn and refuse to repent, will they actually hit them.
Just like a missile, pull it out and slide it around first, the initial deterrent effect can scare away a large number of people.
How does the saying go? All fear comes from insufficient firepower. With a gun at his waist, Zhang Long was not very panicked.
The most important thing is...
Zhang Long glanced at the dizzy Jinhua calmly, and there was a tiger sitting next to him!
Fight alongside the tiger!
He couldn't even imagine how rare and impressive this feat was!
Even if he dies in the future and his body is buried in the ground and rotten in the coffin, he can still bounce out of the mud and brag to his ghost neighbors!
——"You don't know, when I was driving a sports car, I once encountered a robber and fought side by side with a tiger. It was so impressive..."
Zhang Long couldn't help laughing.
It was already late at night, and we were still in the deep mountains and forests, in the wilderness. When he smiled like that, it was as if he was possessed by a thousand-year-old corpse. It was so creepy.
The two leading robbers saw his strange expression through the glass in front of them and shuddered unconsciously.
The pockmarked robber was a little nervous for once, so he pulled the arm of the mole-faced man in front of him and said, "Why do I feel like that guy is a bit spooky?"
The mole man was also frightened by Zhang Long's smile at first, but when he came to his senses, he became angry and said, "What ghosts? The leader said that there are no ghosts in this world. Kill all the monsters and demons."
Oh, now I remember what my leader said.
"Besides, who the hell knows how to drive?"
The man with the pockmarked face thought about it and realized that this made sense!
Those who are capable of such evil deeds as robbery and looting, and they are the first two in the group, cannot be timid. When they came to their senses, they became angry and ashamed of their momentary panic.
He shouted angrily, "Leave the money and goods here!"
He said, his eyes looking greedily at the compartment of the truck.
Such a large carriage, and it’s the first wave after the New Year. According to their experience, there must be a lot of good things inside.
This is the border between Heilongjiang Province and Liaoning Province. How far do they intersect? If you stand on the top of the mountain with your legs apart, the left half is in Heilongjiang Province and the right half is in Liaoning Province. The boundary is not very clear, and it is a remote mountainous area, so neither side cares much. In addition, their base village is deeper in the mountains. All these conditions combined give this group of snakes, rats, insects and ants the opportunity to survive and grow.
After a while, the remaining few people came out from behind the tree one by one. A rough count revealed that there were actually eight or nine of them, so numerous that they could almost form a small organization.
Moreover, some of them were holding machetes, while others were holding hoes and sickles. It was obvious at first glance that they were experienced and most likely specialized in this kind of work.
Zhang Long's face darkened, and he was no longer as relaxed as before. He took out the gun from under the chair and said to Song Ruan with a stern face, "Comrade Song, don't open the door."
Before Song Ruan could reply, Jin Hua shouted “yue! yue! yue!”
Both of them paused.
Zhang Long wiped his face, rolled down the window a little, and shouted to the outside through the gap: "Brother, there is nothing else in my car. It's not easy for everyone. Please don't make things difficult for us."
The mole man sneered: "Every driver said that they have nothing in their car. Stop talking nonsense, get out of the car and hand over the money, otherwise..."
He sneered, with a strong threat in his voice.
He also saw the gun in Zhang Long's hand, and his heart tightened for a moment, but he felt that this was a big fish.
——Although guns are not banned now, it is still not easy to get guns, and not every truck can be equipped with them.
According to their past experience, if they could rob a car like this, it would be enough to feed the entire village!
People in their line of work are already living on the edge of a knife. Even though Zhang Long has a gun, as long as the profit is big enough, they will take advantage of him even if he has a cannon.
The mole-faced man took a look inside and found that there were only two figures inside, one of whom had her hair draped over her shoulders—and it was a woman!
There are more than ten of them in total.
The mole man thought so and felt more at ease.
But he was not completely brainless. He did not rush straight up, but went around the car door by sticking to the car wall where the guns could not reach. He knocked on the car door with the machete in his hand, threateningly saying, "Brother, if you want it, you are the only woman left here, and we have more than ten brothers!"
He was behind the car door and close to the car. If someone wanted to hit him, he had to open the window and lean out. But if he leaned out, the person in front would find an opportunity to attack him again.
But there is still a way out. As long as he moves fast enough and his shooting is accurate enough, he can first shoot the mole man and make him unable to move, then quickly turn around, and the rest of the people will be in the same direction.
Zhang Long's expression became even more tense, and he said to Song Ruan again with a cold face: "Don't open the car door, just hide on it."
Don't let these robbers jump up from the side at that time.
After a while, the group of people formed a circle and surrounded Song Ruan in waves.
Song Ruan touched Jinhua and comforted him: "It's okay, Brother Zhang, I'm strong. I caught a lot of Dieters with Jinhua and Bai Weibi before. It's no problem to deal with these guys. Just don't worry about dealing with your side!"
Zhang Long forced a smile, but he was not very reassured.
But after taking one look at Jinhua lying on her legs, he thought, maybe he could let go a little?
Jinhua: yue! !
yue! yue! yue! ! !
Its paws rested on Song Ruan's arm again, its shoulders shrugged, and it buried its head in the paper bag and vomited again.
Zhang Long: …
emmmmm. . . . .
While trying to find a peaceful solution, he quickly loaded his gun and said, "Brother, there is really nothing in my car. I am delivering tigers to the Capital Zoo, not transporting any goods."
The pockmarked man laughed out loud: "You even sent a tiger to the Capital Zoo. I mean, how can you be so boastful? You said you sent a tiger, but why didn't I hear any sound? Can you let it bark for us to hear?"
Jinhua: yue! ! !
Because Jinhua had just vomited in the car, Song Ruan half-opened the window on her side to let the smell out. At this moment, Jinhua's voice came out of the window unhindered and was particularly obvious on the quiet village road.
The robbers paused, then burst into laughter.
“Is this the roar of a tiger?”
"Why does it sound like I'm vomiting? What's going on? Tigers get carsick too?"
Even in such a tense environment, Zhang Long was distracted for a moment at an inopportune time: That’s right, he was also very nervous - who knew that tigers also get carsick?
The robbers laughed and walked around to Song Ruan.
Then, through the half-open window, he could see Song Ruan almost clearly.
Because she was sleeping in the car, Song Ruan let her hair down, hanging long around her waist, like a piece of fine black silk, which made her skin look even more radiant in the dim cab. She seemed to have a halo around her, not to mention that she was exquisitely beautiful, like an Epiphyllum placed in the study, quietly blooming in the night.
The wild boars, who had never seen bran before, were stunned on the spot.
They were all as excited as baboons, drooling.
Wow! !
They shouted excitedly, "Boss, Boss, come quickly, there's a very pretty woman over here! She looks like a yellow thing, much prettier than the white and dark things in the village, let's drag her back!"
They were talking loudly as if no one was around, and were ready to step on the edge of the car to catch someone.
Song Ruan threw a bag of Jinhua's vomit at him.
No matter what species it is, no matter whether it is majestic or petite, any food that has been processed by a living organism will not taste good, let alone a pure carnivore like the golden flower.
Not to mention that it’s freshly baked, so the effect is doubled.
Jinhua's paws were twitching from vomiting, and now they finally stopped. She finally felt that the stars that had been circling around her hand in hand and twinkling in front of her eyes had dispersed a little, and she stood up unsteadily on her soft paws.
But its paws were so limp that it took only two steps before it fell on Song Ruan half powerlessly and half coquettishly.
After this bumpy ride, the waves in my stomach started to build again.
When Song Ruan saw its shoulders shrugging, she felt something was wrong, so she quickly pinched its mouth with her other hand, grabbed the back of its neck with her other hand, pulled it to the window, and pushed its head out.
The golden flowers spread thousands of miles away, with great momentum like a rainbow.
"Yue!!!!"
The robbers below were just being seduced by the beauty and were stretching out their trotters to do something evil, but ended up getting covered in dirty stuff - the most important thing was that they were just baring their teeth and thinking about kissing her, but now, they got the chance without any obstruction!
Even if you are a fairy, you can't let others eat you willingly...ah!
Not to mention that in their eyes, women are just like commodities, and Song Ruan can only be a rare commodity that is a little prettier at best.
They all got angry on the spot, looking up and raising their hands, wanting to teach this ungrateful woman a lesson.
As a result, he was faced with Jinhua's furry tiger face.
No, it was just a yellow product! How did it suddenly turn into a tiger head?
What's the difference between this and seeing an old lady with a cat face in broad daylight?
It was so frightening.
Jinhua was feeling carsick and was knocking on the car door with her paws, "Open the door!" Open the door! It wants to go down and walk!
Of course Song Ruan opened the door for it.
What about those people blocking the car door?
——They were all bad people anyway, so there was no need for her to argue with their character. She pushed the car door open with force. The door was like a huge iron slap, hitting the robbers from face to stomach, who were unable to dodge in time, heavily and widely, and made them fly on the spot.
Then it fell heavily to the ground.
Two robbers who were lucky enough to be standing behind the door and were not hit by the blow barely escaped, but were crushed by Jinhua who jumped down from the car right after.
Jinhua is an adult Siberian tiger. Song Ruan has fed and fed them well during this period, making them fat. They weigh about three to four hundred or five hundred pounds. He almost crushed them to death on the spot.
Jinhua felt dizzy and only felt the softness and comfort under her claws. She subconsciously stretched out her nails and scratched it.
Two robbers: “Ah!!!!”
Jinhua was startled and was already in a bad mood due to motion sickness, so she raised her paw and slapped the person three times.
After beating up the first robber, they beat up the second robber as well, treating them equally.
When the white scarf saw its mother jump down, it also jumped down although it didn't understand the situation yet.
It had been eating eight meals a day at Song Ruan's house during this period, and the tiger cub was almost growing into a tiger-pig. With accelerated speed, it dealt another heavy blow to the two robbers under Jinhua's claws.
The two robbers were like crabs, gurgling and emitting white foam.
The other robbers who were knocked away saw a tiger really jump out from the passenger seat and knock down their two brothers as soon as it appeared. Seeing that they were covered in blood and foaming at the mouth, they were so scared that their hair stood on end.
Not to mention going up to rescue and support his brothers, he endured the pain from the door slamming into his body, turned around and ran away crying for his parents.
What is the vow of brotherhood? Who has a conscience and does their job?
Before Song Ruan had time to get out of the car to provide support, she saw the robber who had just been yelling at her limping away like a duck, running in all directions.
Then could Song Ruan ask them to run away?
She quickly gave orders: "Jinhua, come on! If they hadn't blocked your way, you wouldn't have crashed into the stage just now. Ouch, you were already feeling uncomfortable, and that crash made me feel sad just hearing about it."
"Are you still dizzy, uncomfortable, or want to vomit? I think it's probably because of that collision!"
Jinhua was already angry because she was feeling unwell, and when she heard Song Ruan fanning the dark wind and adding fuel to the fire, the rage in her heart suddenly flared up.
The Siberian tiger can reach a speed of over 70 kilometers per hour and can run 20 meters in one second. Although Jinhua is now carsick and in poor condition, if these people who have just been hit by a car door were given two more legs, it would be a daydream for them to outrun Jinhua.
Jinhua quickly caught up with them and slapped each of them.
Beat them like ping-pong balls, rolling on the ground.
It’s like a ping-pong ball with its own sound effects, rolling in a circle and screaming.
The white scarf was also waving its little paws, and while its mother was slapping others, it grabbed the free ping-pong ball.
It continues to play when its mother doesn't.
You can also say that it attacks aggressively and harasses.
Song Ruan just couldn't find any room to perform.
There was no space to create one, so she jumped out of the car and kicked the person on the ground who was trying to get up.
The guy on the ground thought the tiger was coming again and was so scared that he rolled and crawled. But when he turned around and saw it was Song Ruan, he became arrogant again.
He spat a mouthful of blood-stained saliva onto the ground, "My dear cousin, I..."
Song Ruan clenched his fist and punched him.
It's so funny. Why would she listen to other people scolding her and make herself unhappy?
Thinking of the dirty words these people had just said, he punched them twice more.
Another man stood up shakily, trying to hold down the woman together with his brothers. Song Ruan jumped up and kicked him, making him fly two or three meters away like a failed rocket, and hit Jinhua with a bang.
Jinhua looked back and saw that the man dared to resist, so she slapped him in the face.
If you dare to bump into your Grandma Jinhua, you’re asking for a beating!
Song Ruan recognized that the one who was quietly crawling out was the baboon who had just shouted to drag her back. She took off with a bang, aimed one foot at the back and the other at the back of the head, and stomped down heavily like a mountain pressing down on one's head.
"Didn't you just yell that you wanted to drag me back? Why are you yelling again?!"
The baboon hit the ice face first with a thud. The solid ice was formed into the shape of a human face mask. He tried to open his mouth, but his teeth knocked against the ice with a clang.
Oh wow, the ice mask has teeth.
It's just that the baboon has no teeth.
Song Ruan didn't care. She stepped on the back of his head and went down, shouting arrogantly: "Aren't you arrogant? You keep yelling? You keep yelling?"
The baboon felt as if his face had turned into a drill bit and was as hard as ice and steel. His nose was almost worn flat and he couldn't even scream.
He was pressed face down on the ground, and in a trance he seemed to greet his father who was also on the ground. He shuddered and finally came to his senses. The bursting desire to survive made him raise his head with effort: "Please, please..." Please let me go.
Song Ruan flew into a rage and stepped on him: "Who the hell am I?!"
She stretched out her legs and rubbed them back and forth: "Say it again?!"
The baboon man just raised his head and said two words, which was his last outburst at the end of his rope, but now Song Ruan increased his firepower and continued to step on him, crushing his face into a black rice cake, with his mouth in negative contact with the ground, and he couldn't even hum a word, so how could he speak again?
Song Ruan, the incompetent one, changed his angle and continued to yell, "What do you mean by not saying a word? Are you using silence to express your dissatisfaction with me?!"
She jumped on his back like a Ryker: "How dare you be dissatisfied!"
The baboon man was almost crippled by her. He could not say anything and could not struggle free. He almost died on the spot.
Song Ruan won a crushing victory, and the situation on Zhang Long's side was also very good.
Seeing that the negotiations failed and the sound of fighting coming from Song Ruan's side, he raised his hand and shot the mole-faced man, then turned around and shot at the pockmarked man and others who had been distracted by the fight with Song Ruan.
The robbers were lying on the ground, with bruised faces and blood all over their bodies, looking like chickens that had just been slaughtered and piled up in a slaughterhouse and had not yet been processed.
Zhang Long held the still smoking gun and looked at the dying creatures with disgust: "Send them to the police station! I saw them talking about yellow and white goods just now, I'm afraid they are also involved in human trafficking."
As expected of a truck driver who is used to traveling all over the country, he has broad knowledge and sharp reactions.
But there aren’t enough ropes to tie up people—a dozen or so is not a small number.
Song Ruan's eyes rolled: "Aren't there two cages in the back? Lock them in there!"
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