Catastrophe

Inside the office of the waste sorting plant.

Fatty Li, who was chatting with Zhou Jin, put the money on the table and hid it at the moment when he heard the knock on the door. When he saw who was coming, he found that the leader was a young man named Pan Gui next to Meng Dajiang. Then he breathed a sigh of relief: "Brother, this big night, why do you still have the time to walk around in a place where birds don't shit? Zhou Jin, hurry up, get your brother and the others a few bottles of water!"

"Hey!" Zhou Jin got up quickly when he heard the words. He was very worried about Pan Gui and the others.

"No need!" Pan Gui gave Fatty Li a cold look, and said solemnly, "Mr. Li, my eldest brother is looking for you, please come with me!"

Fatty Li also saw that Pan Gui's attitude was not right at this time, and said with a smile: "Why did President Meng find me so late? Are you going to drink again? Brother, please help me and Meng. The president said, I have something to do tomorrow morning, I have to go to bed early today, or I won't go?"

Pan Gui was a little impatient by Fatty Li's ranting, his eyes were fierce, and he said, "Mr. Li, I'm asking you nicely now, are you not going to give me this face and let me support you? Let's go?"

"No! No! Since President Meng is looking for me for something, I'll take a look! You wait a moment, I'll explain the family affairs to Zhou Jin!" Fatty Li waved his hands to explain again and again, and then took out his pocket. He stood next to Zhou Jin and handed it to him: "If I don't come back at night, remember to lock the door, don't sleep too hard, if you hear anything outside, go out and take a look, especially in the southeast corner. Those garbage that have been sorted, don't be stolen! And..."

"You're fuckin' finished!" A young man next to him saw Fatty Li chattering endlessly. He quickly stepped forward, grabbed his collar, and roughly dragged him out of the door.

Zhou Jin sat in the room, watching the actions of Pan Gui and the others, he didn't even dare to breathe, until Fatty Li was taken away, he felt a little heavy in his pocket, took out and took a look, and found that Fatty Li didn't know when , has already stuffed his PHS into his pocket, and there is still a phone call that hasn't been dialed out, because Fatty Li is not literate, so the names in his address book are replaced by various numbers Yes, the most amazing thing is that he can still remember what name is written on each number. Zhou Jin looked at the phone number that was stored as "1" on the screen, hesitated for a while, and then pressed the call.

After two busy voices, Ning Zhe's voice also came out through the receiver: "Damn fat man, I'm going to sleep! What's the matter, calling me so late?"

Zhou Jin heard the voice and asked tentatively, "That...are you a friend of President Li?"

Ning Zhe found out that the person calling him was not Fatty Li, and his tone suddenly became serious: "Who are you? Why is Fatty Li's cell phone in your hands?"

Zhou Jin was a little embarrassed by Ning Zhe's stern tone: "You answer me first, are you a friend of President Li!"

"I'm his brother! Who are you? Also, what about Fatty Li?"

"My name is Zhou Jin, and I'm Mr. Li's employee!" Zhou Jin was slightly relieved after hearing Ning Zhe's answer: "Mr. Li has an accident! He was just taken away by Meng Dajiang's people! Before leaving, He left the phone with me, and he also found your phone number, I think he should want me to call you!"

After listening to Zhou Jin's response, Ning Zhe asked quickly, "Who is Meng Dajiang? Why did he take Fatty Li away?"

"Meng Dajiang is a big **** in Nancheng. He has a good relationship with Li Ge, but I don't know why his subordinates came to arrest people, and the attitude of those people is very bad, it seems that it should not be a good thing! "

"I see, you are waiting for me at the sorting plant!" Ning Zhe dropped a sentence and hung up the phone.

...

At the same time, Fatty Li had been taken out of the sorting plant by Pan Gui. After being taken into the car, two other people sat next to him and held his arms.

"Brother, what do you mean?" Fatty Li was pressed his arm behind him, and looked at Pan Gui's back nervously: "Everyone is a friend, can't you just say something? You made it like this. I'm terrified!"

Pan Gui didn't answer Fatty Li's question, but turned to look at him: "Where's your phone? Hand it over!"

Fatty Li shook his head: "I didn't bring my phone, it's charging in the factory!"

"It's fine if you don't bring it. From now on, don't bother me any more! What am I looking for you for? You'll know when I get there!" After the depressed atmosphere, he hesitated for a while, and in the end, he didn't say much nonsense, and kept silent wisely.

About half an hour later, the off-road vehicle rushed to a large courtyard in the southern suburbs and parked in front of an old bungalow. This yard is the seat of the Meng Dajiang Garbage Transportation Association, which is the company he called it. He doesn't do any business. It's the place where his gangsters play cards and drink. The reason why it's called a company is because Meng Dajiang feels that when he's hanging out outside, it will be more stylish to mention that he has a company.

The yard of the Garbage Transportation Association is in a remote location. The old wires cannot bear the load of the electric heater, so it can only provide electricity for a few incandescent lamps. When Fatty Li was brought into the office, Meng Dajiang was squatting on a side that was cut horizontally. The gasoline barrel, which was a charcoal basin, was grilling meat. After Pan Gui brought Fatty Li into the house, he pushed him forward: "Brother, I have caught someone!"

"Bullshit! Dongfa and I are friends! It's called please, how can it be called catch?" Meng Dajiang squinted at Pan Gui, and then beckoned to Fatty Li: "Have you eaten? Let's eat together!"

Fatty Li saw that there were four or five people standing beside Meng Dajiang, and shook his head with lingering fear: "President Meng, I have already eaten, so I won't delay your meal..."

"Bang!"

Pan Gui at the back just kicked Li Fatty's ass: "My eldest brother asks you to eat as much as you want! Why the **** is there so much nonsense?!"

Meng Dajiang turned the sizzling meat skewers ~www.readwn.com~ and looked at Fatty Li expressionlessly: "Come here, let's eat together."

"Hey!" Fatty Li had absolutely no idea what medicine these people were selling in the gourd, so he could only bite the bullet and walk to the edge of the iron bucket, squatting across from Meng Dajiang.

"Come on, try the meat I've grilled!" Meng Dajiang handed the meat skewer in his hand to Fatty Li: "Brother Li, I know you've already eaten, but you can't just take care of yourself and let your brain be full of fat. Am I hungry?"

"brush!"

Fatty Li, who had just stretched out his hand, was stunned when he heard this.

"Snapped!"

The next second, Meng Dajiang threw away the meat skewers in his hand, grabbed Fatty Li's wrist, directly pressed his palm, and pressed it against the red-hot iron bucket.

"what!!"

Fatty Li's screams erupted immediately.