Alan frowned slightly, glanced to the right front, and followed Xiao Shitou's profile before he saw the appearance of the person who blocked the road through the gap in the car window.
He curled his lips and looked like a human being.
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Hutt George bent over and finally saw Allen Hill sitting in the back seat of the car through the poor gap in the car window.
With an elegant smile on his face, he said, "Good afternoon, sir. I am here with you to talk to you about the inheritance tax issue that you have been dragging on..."
Before he could finish his words, Hutt stepped aside, revealing the middle-aged man behind him.
The man was a little bald, and when it was his turn to perform, he looked at this somewhat inhumane scene with a blank expression on his face, and didn't know what to do.
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Aren’t they said that noble gentlemen are very polite?
If you meet a guest on the roadside, the least you should do is get out of the car to greet him, right?
Even if you don't get out of the car, at least open the rear window!
this……
The window on the driver's side was only slightly open, and I had to bend over and look inside to talk. It was so depressing!
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"Uh... Hello, Mr. Hill. I am..."
The middle-aged man put on a humble smile with great effort, and leaned towards Allen Hill, whose face he could not see clearly in the car, to introduce himself.
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"Fuck it! I've only been home for a few days? Hurry up! Inheritance tax is your fault! I don't care how you explain it when you go back! I'm sorting out the family assets right now. If you keep urging me, I'll bury you! Get lost!"
A voice, although not loud, but extremely cold, came from inside the car.
The middle-aged man who was bent over still had an awkward smile on his face, but he was completely stunned by Alan's loud shouting!
When did people who owed inheritance tax become so awesome?
who I am……
Where am I...
What should I do...
Four philosophical questions filled the middle-aged man's mind, and his face began to turn red with anger.
"You...you...you are too rude!"
The middle-aged man retained a trace of rationality and raised his fingers slightly with some trembling. In his decades of working career, when had he ever been treated like this?
Is this dog training?
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"Huh? You, a lowly person, actually dare to point at our young master?"
The middle-aged man was angry, and the driver, Little Stone, was even angrier than him. In broad daylight, in Britain, in Wales, in Carmarthen, on the road not far from the gate of Hill's estate, the Earl's car was stopped by a pariah, who pointed directly into the car and said that the Earl was rude?
What a courage!
A hundred years ago, would such a lowly person dare to stop the carriage of a noble?
If Xiao Shitou were the horseman, he wouldn't even pull the reins or blink, he would just ride the horse and run him to death!
Even if they hit him to death, it would not be the end of it. They also had to find someone to claim the body, find his family, and make these untouchables spend all their wealth to compensate the noble master for the cost of washing the horseshoes of the horses that pulled the carriage!
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"Get rid of these rubbish and don't delay my banquet. If they don't leave, I'll call someone."
Allen's words were also heard by the two people outside the car.
Garbage? A civil servant is actually called garbage?
This is a blatant insult!
Now even Hutt, who was watching the fun nearby, was angry.
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Little Stone didn't hear anything else, he only heard Alan's last words, call for help!
He took out the pistol next to the gear lever with his left hand, stretched it out of the window, and fired three shots into the air in rapid succession under the confused gazes of the middle-aged man and Hurt.
“Bang, bang, bang!”
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Hutt subconsciously reached out and pulled the middle-aged man next to him. When he saw that the driver was shooting into the air, he just breathed a sigh of relief. Then, he saw a few old guys running out of the gate of Hill's manor in the distance, holding... rifles in their hands???
"Get down!"
Hutt was just about to pull the middle-aged man down when gunshots were heard in the distance. As the gunshots rang out, several old guys in the distance were quickly approaching this side, maintaining a dispersed combat charge formation while running!
“Pah pah pah pah!”
The dense gunfire in the distance sounded somewhat crisp and hollow.
They used the old Lee Enfield single-shot manual rifle to produce the effect of a semi-automatic rifle.
The black car with an unclear brand name that Hutt and his companion were driving parked on the side of the road had its two rear wheels facing the manor and were blown up immediately.
Hutt, who was squatting on the ground, saw this scene and was so frightened that his face turned pale.
He is knowledgeable!
This distance, this shooting skill, this routine!
The other party is afraid that they will get in the car and run away!
These aren't bodyguards, they're a group of veterans!
And they are 100% certain to have battle results, and they are also extremely elite veterans!
Hurt was so frightened that his scalp went numb. The middle-aged man next to him was in an even worse state than him. A pool of semen had already flowed down his trouser legs onto the ground by the roadside.
After dozens of gunshots, the two men were fine, but as long as they dared to move, dust would rise from the bullets under their feet.
Hutt is not a fool. This is the first time he has seen such a scene!
But he understood what the other party meant, so he could only squat on the ground with his hands raised, and did not dare to move a muscle next to the middle-aged man.
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"Protect the Second Young Master! Quick, quick, quick! York, Tom, go search him!"
Before the person arrived, Hurt heard a loud roar, full of energy!
Then, I felt my collar being roughly lifted up from behind, and then...
"ah!"
Hurt and the middle-aged man were pressed against the side of their car like two little chickens, with their arms folded behind their backs. A pair of big, thick hands were pinching his wrists behind his back, and the other person's knee was pressed against his left knee, making him unable to move. The other hand began to pat and search him.
The actions of the person coming here are quite professional!
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In just a few minutes, it felt like a long year to Hurt. When he was lifted and turned around, the rear window of the Bentley slowly lowered.
It was at this moment that he truly met the so-called Earl, Alan Hill, for the first time!
This face even made Hutt's heart tremble twice.
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Alan's eyes were very cold. No one would be in a good temper if they were stopped at the door and asked for money like this. He was now facing an inexplicable threat to his life. What else did he have to worry about?
When you see these bastards asking for money, it’s no exaggeration to kill them.
"Tsk tsk tsk... Mr. Unknown, your excrement really pollutes our Hill family's land."
Alan stared at the patch of land on the side of the road that was slightly darker in color and out of tune with the surroundings, and made a sarcastic remark.
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The middle-aged man was stunned at this moment. His mind was blank. The experience of just a few minutes seemed like a lifetime!
All I could hear were the sounds of bullets whizzing past.
The sound of cars being hit, the sound of bullets hitting the ground.
Crashing sounds and smoke.
This is ten thousand times more exciting than those war and gun battle movies!
He even thought he was going to die!
Until now, even after hearing Alan's ridicule, the middle-aged man didn't even react. His legs were trembling all the time, and the yellow liquid was still flowing down his trouser legs.
He was almost scared silly!
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