Upon hearing Ah Hu mention that his wife had gone to Malaysia, Ah Qiang's forehead broke out in sweat, and he clenched his teeth tightly. He wanted to plead for her, but couldn't bring himself to speak.
Seeing Ah Qiang's nervous expression, Ah Hu patted him on the shoulder and said, "Take your equipment and hurry up and set up an ambush. I'll make sure the machine displays five 1s. When you see five 1s, you need to get ready."
Ah Qiang nodded, indicating that he understood.
An old SVD, rusted in many places, and thirteen bullets. That's all.
Ah Qiang pulled the bolt a few times; it was alright.
He doesn't even have time to clean and adjust the gun right now. There are only a dozen or so bullets. How can he adjust them?
He put it in a very long cardboard box and struggled to carry it on his shoulder. When Ah Hu saw this, he said to one of his men, "Drive him there."
If I carry this over there, and the cops see me, they'll definitely question me.
We can't let accidents happen.
Ah Hu is now commanding troops and generals, he has the air of a great general, and street fights are not as exciting as this.
All of this was arranged, and all that was left was to wait for information from the person keeping watch.
He arranged for many students to act as his informants, mainly near Xing Baohua's company. Whenever Xing Baohua's convoy came out, they would call him to notify him.
He's just waiting for one message.
Why haven't the other gangs shown any signs of taking action?
When Xi Tiao returned the next day, he told him that things were calm in the market.
Ah Hu believed Wan Lingtong's words, which meant that other gangs or spies who wanted to kill Xing Baohua were also looking for an opportunity.
Well, this opportunity can only be found by Ah Hu.
He ordered his men to prepare for the operation and to ambush Xing Baohua on his way home.
The location has already been found; all we need to do is hide there.
It's good to be rich! The hillside is safe, but it's also an excellent place for an ambush, unlike the bustling city where even the slightest noise can cause chaos.
While we were lying in ambush, a few cars would occasionally pass by.
They are now waiting for Xing Baohua to return to his luxury villa.
It's just a minor problem.
The guy who was laying the mines said to Ah Hu with a long face, "The road surface is too hard to dig."
Well, the only option is to bury it next to the curb, tie a rope to it, and pull the trigger when a car comes by.
It's just that its power is not as good as when it's buried underground.
Unfortunately, they forgot that the road was asphalt.
As Xing Baohua was heading home after get off work, she received a call from Wei Laisong.
"Hua Zi, did something happen to you outside?"
Xing Baohua had just answered the phone when he heard Wei Laisong say this.
"I don't think so!"
"A department asked me to call you back, saying that being a big shot outside attracts attention, and it's better to wait until things calm down before making a move," Wei Lai asked, sounding relieved but also a little nervous.
"Did they reveal anything else?" Xing Baohua asked. He wasn't sure about the information either, so he could only proceed with caution.
I guess that department knows a lot and can give him some useful information.
Wei Laisong then said, "They said they're also investigating the source of the information, but they can't tell me the specifics. They just told me to call you back. How about we come back today and go straight to Pengcheng?"
"Let me check first! I'm safe here, no need to make a fuss, it's just rumors! If there's danger, I'll run faster than anyone else," Xing Baohua said.
"Okay, be careful." Wei Laisong instructed before hanging up the phone.
Xing Baohua tidied up her things and then went home after get off work.
A boy and a girl in school uniforms were snuggling together, drinking something. They looked like they were newly in love and inseparable.
Even if someone sees it, who would bother to look?
After the convoy had passed, the boy said to the girl, "Wait for me here, I'm going to the phone booth to make a call."
The fact that Ah Hu received a call from his informant meant that Xing Baohua had left the company. This meant they needed to be prepared.
There was another informant who was about to arrive at the villa area. Only after this informant replied could it be determined whether Xing Baohua was indeed going home, at which point there were only five minutes left in the drive.
Forty minutes later, the second informant reported that Xing Baohua had returned home.
Although the time was short, there was still time to make a pager.
Five 1s appeared on A-Qiang's pager. He first gave himself an injection. The dose was small and wouldn't cause him to hallucinate. It would relieve his pain for about an hour.
It can even boost your spirits?
He observed the surrounding situation through the scope.
A henchman with binoculars said to Ah Hu, "Brother Hu, we see the convoy coming, there are two more bends ahead."
Ah Hu whistled to the guy who was pulling the landmines, signaling him to get ready.
What seemed like a short minute or two was an ordeal for Tiger, and sweat appeared on his forehead.
He was holding a small gun, surrounded by a dozen or so brothers, all armed with automatic, high-powered AKs.
He refused to believe that with such powerful firepower, any vehicle could be riddled with holes.
The expectations were wonderful, but reality turned out to be cruel.
Xing Baohua's convoy arrived, and the timing was perfect.
The newest and most luxurious car was Xing Baohua's vehicle; the mine detonator detonated it as soon as the car arrived.
Two! Both went off. The blasts turned the curb into a rain of stone fragments.
With a crackling sound, fire was thrown at the people around them. In the blink of an eye, without even bothering to hit the slopes, those who had scraped their skin got up and started setting fire to the two or three vehicles.
The explosion didn't affect the car; it just shook.
The bulletproof glass developed several cracks, but these didn't affect the inside. However, the subsequent gunshots, with bullets hitting the bulletproof glass, created twisted, braided patterns.
The car didn't stop; it sped past.
Yes, three cars, none of them stopped.
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