Lian Xiaomin hid in a nearby alley and used her mental power to eavesdrop on the group's conversation to see if she could hear any useful information.
The bearded man watched others packing things in the house. There were two suitcases among them. He carried one himself and gave one to the person next to him.
"Old Four, you can't leave this box without us. We have to take care of it... I broke one of that kid's legs, so I don't think he can do anything. We've done our job, so let's leave Beijing overnight."
The one called Lao Si was about thirty-five years old and was wearing a fur coat.
He is not tall, but he has bright eyes and looks very shrewd.
"Brother Feng, don't worry. I have something in my arms. If anything happens, I'm not afraid of anything! I will definitely protect the money."
The two of them whispered and walked out of the house first.
There are three 28-ton trucks in the yard, which can accommodate six people in total, just right.
The fourth brother and the leader "Brother Feng" each sat in the back seat of a car, and let the other two people ride the bikes to take them.
The group left the yard and headed quickly towards the south of the city.
Lian Xiaomin came out of the next alley and followed behind at a distance. With mental monitoring, she couldn't get rid of him no matter how far away he was.
After about half an hour, the six people left the city. It seemed that Long Yuan had guessed right. There was indeed a truck parked in a forest on the southern outskirts of the city.
Lian Xiaomin, who was more than a hundred meters behind, also stopped.
She had noticed that the two trucks were filled with bags of flour. Although they were not full, there was still a lot of flour.
In one of the cars, a man was tied up, his face covered in blood, and he was dying. He was most likely Long Yuan's elder brother Long Huai.
Lian Xiaomin put the bicycle into the space, lightened his steps, and trotted forward.
As soon as the bearded man surnamed Feng arrived, the two drivers in the car got out and waited for his instructions.
There were two other people who also got off the car and hurried forward to say hello.
One of them was a tall man, over 1.85 meters tall. He pushed his cotton hat, threw his cigarette butt to the ground, and spoke first.
"Brother Feng, Dongzi and I have already brought out the goods for you. Daping and Erping have already counted them. Let's settle the bill and then we'll go back."
The bearded man raised his lips and said, "Xu Dagang, didn't we agree that we would settle the bill for each batch of goods? Why are you in such a hurry? I can still not give you the money."
"...After the New Year, we will come over again. You can get another batch of flour. Then we will sell this batch and settle the payment. Don't worry, you will get it."
The tall guy was a little anxious.
"Brother Feng, I didn't agree to your suggestion last time! What I said at first was to just hand over the flour with one hand and the money with the other, and settle the matter face to face..."
The two parties started to talk "Tai Chi". One of them was an "insider" in the security department of the flour mill, who was anxious to get the money.
One is a grain reseller from outside the province, who might be a scoundrel looking to rob his fellow thieves.
Although Chen Dagang had only two people, they were not willing to be outdone. Lian Xiaomin knew that he had a pistol in his arms.
People in the flour mill security department, in those days, all of them were equipped with guns.
Chen Dagang had a bitter face and said, "This time, Long Huai almost messed up everything. It's hard to say what to do next time or whether I can still sell flour. You have to give me the 10,000 yuan first."
Speaking of Long Huai, Brother Feng winked and made a "neck-wiping" gesture. The two people beside him immediately drew their daggers and walked towards the back of the car.
"Xu Dagang, I helped you deal with the two brothers surnamed Long. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have gotten any better. You didn't do a good job on this matter, and I cleaned up the mess for you. Think about it, do you?"
"...We are from other places, so we can just leave. You have a family in Beijing, right?"
He was using these words to hit Xu Dagang and put pressure on him.
These "gangsters" are capable of anything. Xu Dagang was a little scared. If the news got out, not only would he lose his job, he might even have to sit on a sled and do nothing.
He was silent for a moment, not knowing how to respond.
At this point, Lian Xiaomin could no longer wait.
Two people holding daggers are about to cut Brother Long's throat.
She ran quickly, went around the side of the woods, and went straight to the truck bed to rescue the people first.
Suddenly, a figure jumped over from the back of the truck. The boss surnamed Feng just turned around and was stunned when he heard two miserable screams.
"Ah~ah..." Lian Xiaomin moved as fast as lightning, snatched the dagger and stabbed it into the chests of the two men.
One of them was holding a flashlight, which fell onto the car with a "bang".
Long Huai's mouth was blocked, but his ears and eyes were still working.
He was leaning on the grain bag and saw two men with weapons in their hands getting on the truck bed. They were glaring at each other with wide eyes and had a premonition that he might die here.
The voice of the man surnamed Feng was not small. When he suddenly heard that "the two brothers surnamed Long were dealt with", his heart sank, and his last thought was to worry about whether something happened to his younger brother!
Long Yuan was his weak spot. He tried his best to struggle, but there was no way.
Just when they were despairing, suddenly, a figure jumped up from behind and knocked down the two attackers so quickly!
Moreover, this man was extremely ruthless and both of them were killed with one blow.
In a flash, Feng thought that Xu Dagang had set him up and had called on some helpers to hide nearby, intending to attack him.
He shouted angrily: "Xu Dagang, you are really brave, Lao Si, go ahead!"
Lian Xiaomin raised the corner of her mouth and said, "That's good. Let them hurt each other."
She took the opportunity to bend down and quickly used a knife to cut the rope on Long Huai's body to see how badly he was injured.
This young man and the Long Yuan brothers look like they were carved from the same mold, but Long Huai is already 27 years old and has become much more mature.
After the cloth strip on his mouth was untied, he gritted his teeth and asked, "Who are you? Do you know what happened to my brother?"
I intuitively felt that the person who came was related to my younger brother. Apart from him, who else could care about my life or death? There was no other possibility.
"Long Yuan was saved by me, don't worry."
When Long Huai heard this, he obviously breathed a sigh of relief and his body collapsed.
I was in despair just now, holding on with my last breath.
Lian Xiaomin took a quick look and found that he probably had no broken bones, but there were knife wounds on his thighs and arms. Although they were not fatal, he had lost too much blood, which might be why he was so weak.
She didn't care about Long Huai anymore. She turned around and jumped out of the car again. She had to deal with those people first.
As soon as her feet touched the ground, one of Boss Feng's men came up to her. With a flash of light, he stabbed her with the knife in his hand.
Lian Xiaomin turned sideways, grabbed the man's wrist with one hand, twisted it with all her strength, broke his arm, and kicked him three or four meters away.
The man screamed, fell to the ground and was motionless.
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