C372 Punishing the Wicked in Advance
C372 Punishing the Wicked in Advance
"Scholar, I'll have to trouble you to take action this time." Qin Guan said, "Xiang Jing and I, everyone knows that group."
In the past, they had dealt with each other a few times. Every time, they were miserable. Now, if Qin Guan and Xiang Jing showed up again, there was no doubt that they would not dare to take the bait.
Therefore, they could only trouble the Elementary Scholar.
The Elementary Scholar nodded. "Alright, my hands have been itching recently."
The Elementary Scholar's current feeling was similar to Xiang Jing's in the past. Back then, on the battlefield, he could face death at any time. That kind of feeling was incomparably nostalgic. But now, he was actually transferred from the Vulture Force to the shadow army.
That's right. It was called the Shadow Troop. There were only two people in the Shadow Troop now. Xiang Jing and the Elementary Scholar. Their direct officer was still the previous captain, and their mission was to ensure Qin Guan's safety.
It was still somewhat new overseas. Now that they had returned to the country, it was really boring. They could only find these hooligans to vent their anger.
"Xiang Jing and I will go to the police station and report the case to the police. How much time do you need to be given to enter the repair factory?"
The Elementary Scholar thought about it and said, "Half an hour. When you go in, help me clean up the mess."
Xiang Jing patted the Elementary Scholar's shoulder and said, "Save them some time. This is not how we are outside. We can play however we want. I really envy you."
Xiang Jing's hands were itching too. Unfortunately, if Xiang Jing went, she would definitely be exposed. Who would dare to make a move on Xiang Jing? She would definitely die very miserably.
Qin Guan had set a time limit of seven days. He had to find Wu Lei. Regardless of whether he lived or died, this was also a challenge. Now, Qin Guan had to fulfill this promise.
The Elementary Scholar lit a cigarette, then glanced at the location of the workshop on the map. He went out and activated the 212 he had driven.
Nowadays, there were still many people who chose to walk on the road of no return. They probably did not know that their days of arrogance would not be long. The country had begun to punish the crimes they had committed in the past few years. When that time came, even if they stole a chicken, they might be destroyed... Only in this way would they be able to intimidate a group of people.
Now, it was time to punish the evil person in advance.
The gasoline engine in front of them hummed a few times and spat out black smoke. When it started for the third time, it finally caught fire.
On one hand, it was because the weather here was cold and the ground was frozen. On the other hand, it was because the condition of the borrowed car was really bad.
Hang, block, step on the accelerator, and the car drove out.
The Elementary Scholar smoked as he felt the warmth in his lungs. His fighting spirit slowly rose. The gangsters were the scum of society. He had risked his life outside to protect the peace of the border for the sake of his country. In that invisible battle, who knew how many comrades had fallen into eternal sleep.
But in the country, these people did not cherish this peaceful and beautiful era. They had caused the place to be filled with foul smoke and miasma, and he had to deal with them!
The Elementary Scholar stepped on the accelerator, and the car rumbled as it drove. After a few turns, they walked a few kilometers and arrived at the area on the map.
With just a glance, he would be able to memorize the entire map in his head. This was a basic ability of the Vulture Force members. Now... His eyes were looking at the road in front of him. Under the sunlight... On the frozen ground, there were some shiny things.
"Creak!" The scholar stepped on the brakes and stopped in front of those things.
These were nails, a row of neatly arranged nails. The tips of the nails were exposed on the outside. As long as they were driven over, they would definitely pierce through.
In the middle of the winter, setting up such a position was very simple. First, the nails would be erected and water would be poured on them. After a few rounds, it would be done.
The Elementary Scholar called it a position, because to the Elementary Scholar, it was just like fighting. It was just a ambush zone set up by the enemy.
What should he do?
Of course, he had to go around it!
If it was an ordinary truck, the brake distance would be very long. Even if he found a nail in front of him, it would be useless. He would definitely be able to push it over. At the same time, an ordinary truck would not be able to take a detour.
The 212 was different. It was an off-road vehicle that was specially used at the front line. Although the engine was old, it had a low-speed four-wheel drive and a difference lock. These off-road equipment could be found even if there was a road or no road. It could be bypassed from the side.
When the Elementary Scholar turned around, he saw two young men approaching. They were holding a brick in their hands.
This was their setup. First, they set up a nail board. If the car went over and the tires exploded, they would have to find someone to repair it. If the car stopped, when the car stopped here... Someone would use bricks to smash the glass. It had to be fixed.
Because there was an alley next to it. These gangsters with bricks in their hands had been guarding here for a long time. Now that they saw the car stop, they had already walked over.
When the Elementary Scholar turned his head, they had just raised the bricks. At that moment, they had smiles on their faces. "Kid, who told you to stop here? Next time, I'll smash you!"
After saying that, the brick in the punk's hand fiercely smashed into the glass in front of the car.
After smashing the glass, could he still walk?
Of course not, it was winter!
The weather was cold. During the day, the temperature dropped by more than ten degrees Celsius, and at night, the temperature dropped by more than thirty degrees Celsius. If the car wanted to start, it had to keep driving the warm wind and blowing the glass. Only in this way could the basic survival of the witness be guaranteed.
If the glass was broken, the driver would definitely freeze to death at the same temperature inside and outside.
In the past, they only targeted large trucks. After all, this kind of 212... Usually, it was taken by the leader, but it was different now. Mr Xue could even afford a car, as long as he had money. There was already a group of people who got rich first. These cars belonged to the individual families. What would be the consequences if he destroyed them? There was no need to be afraid!
They knew the cars and license plates of the leaders in the city. This 212 was from another city. Even if it was smashed, they would not dare to smash it to the ground.
Besides, as long as it was finished, he could run away. Mr Xue's repair factory was for him to repair the car. He should be grateful.
"Bang!" The brick smashed heavily on the glass. At this moment, it should have been enough to break a crack. It should have been smashed into pieces the second time.
However, the reverse force of the brick was quite strong, and it shook his arm until it became numb. However, this glass actually did not have any damage!
Strange!
He was on the left side of the car. On the right side of the car, his other companion also smashed with force, but the car still did not move!
The two of them became anxious. One after another, they smashed the car five or six times. At this time, they heard a voice by their ears: "That's bulletproof glass. That bit of force won't do."
The Elementary Scholar opened his mouth. At this moment, he had already walked to the side of the hooligan. If you don't learn well, come out and smash the car. Watch how I teach you a lesson!