Chapter 132 Stealing Oil



"Damn it, they have a car! Faster! Get out of here!" Yuan Yuan shouted to the people beside him as he glanced behind him.

"No, we have to stop their car, otherwise we won't be able to take a single barrel of oil with us!"

Lu Yuan made a last-minute decision: he decided to stay and block the other car.

Just as Yuan Yuan was about to grab Lu Yuan, he noticed that Lu Yuan had taken something out of his pocket.

"Holy crap! A handgun? You even have that! Who are you?"

Two SUVs sped toward them, and Lu Yuan took out his pistol and aimed it at the tires.

With a "bang," the bullet struck the front of the car but missed the tires.

The driver had clearly seen the gun in Lu Yuan's hand, but instead of panicking, he tried to dodge the bullets by moving left and right.

The car was already traveling at 70 or 80 miles per hour and would be rushing over in a few seconds.

Lu Yuan gritted his teeth and moved the gun barrel upwards, aiming it at the driver who kept turning the steering wheel.

"Bang!" Another shot rang out. This time, the bullet didn't miss and hit the other person's windshield directly.

Although the bullet did not kill the driver outright, the broken glass caused him to immediately get out and slam the steering wheel!

The car crashed into a rock and immediately flipped over, doing a 360-degree spin in the air before crashing heavily to the ground.

The car behind him, unable to avoid the collision, crashed into him, resulting in a loud crash.

Then I heard an angry shout from behind me.

"Yuan Yuan! You bastard, you actually brought people to steal my oil, you're dead!"

However, Yuan Yuan shouted at the other party with a grin on his face.

"Sorry, Mr. Liu, we'll take the oil. Thank you for your generosity!"

After saying that, he quickened his pace and rushed into the river.

With everyone's combined efforts, all twenty-odd oil drums were quickly loaded onto the boat.

The refugees behind him rushed over, waving various weapons, some even picking up stones and throwing them at them. But they were too slow. Once the last barrel of oil was loaded onto the boat, Yuan Yuan instantly started the motorboat, and a wave crashed over it, sending it drifting away.

The group of people, their faces full of anger, were left standing there, jumping up and down and cursing, but there was nothing they could do.

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