The Strongest Man On Earth: Starting From Setting Up A Street Stall

Chapter 174 No, I Don’T Know

Zhao Yan continued his performance.

Use ventriloquism to imitate the voices of other boys.

"What? That batch of goods was swept away? That's goods worth 200 million! Damn, who did it? Let's kill him!"

"Yes! The most annoying ones are the two and five boys. Whoever did it should quickly admit it!"

"It's not me, boss. My loyalty to you can be seen from the sun and the moon!"

"Haha, the sun and the moon can tell the difference. From the perspective of labor and management, you are the one who did it."

"Go away, I still thought it was you."

Zhao Yan changed his voice and his tone suddenly softened, "Haha, of course I know your loyalty. Unfortunately, the caller probably wouldn't lie to me out of thin air."

"You tell me, who should I believe?"

The tattooed young man holding the phone swallowed hard.

He felt something was not good.

It seems that the phone call was really made to a black boss.

"Boss, it's really not me!"

"It's not me either. I was playing with Ayong that day."

"What? Cao Mu Ma, you dare to cheat on me?! I will kill you to death!"

He used ventriloquism to imitate the sound of a scuffle.

Zhao Yancai stopped him impatiently, "That's enough!"

The surroundings suddenly became quiet.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie, okay, very good. It seems that the traitor doesn't want to admit it. You are really making it difficult for me."

Suddenly, a cold laughter sounded, and the tattooed young man got goosebumps all over his body.

His palms holding the phone were sweating.

No, you must be fooling me, it’s all a script! I’ve seen TikTok!

He comforted himself crazily in his heart.

After checking the phone, the scammer hadn't hung up the phone yet. Zhao Yan continued to say coldly: "Ayong, did you do it?"

"Boss, it's not me! It's really not me." An anxious voice sounded.

"Can you prove it?"

"me..."

boom!

There was the sound of a bullet hitting flesh.

Then there was the sound of a body falling to the ground.

Zhao Yan's voice was neither sad nor happy, "Since it can't be proven, then he might be a traitor. What's the use of keeping him?"

Damn it!

The tattooed young man on the other end of the phone was startled, his pupils shrank, and he quickly covered his mouth in fear.

Oh my god, gun, this is the sound of gunfire!

Killing, killing.

He was roaring crazily in his heart. At first he thought the script was deliberately teasing him, but he didn't expect such a big surprise in the blink of an eye!

"Azheng, Ajun, Awu, apart from me, you are the only three who know the information about that batch of goods, are you?"

Zhao Yan's faint voice came.

Then he quickly imitated a sentence of begging for mercy, accompanied by the sound of kowtow.

"Boss, boss, it's really not me, you believe me!"

"Boss, I am innocent, innocent!"

"It must be Azheng, boss. I don't think he is a good person. No, no, I don't think he is a bad person."

"Go away, it's you!"

"Hehehe." Zhao Yan smiled strangely at first.

Then he suddenly shouted crazily: "I really want to believe you too! But I can't tell the difference. I really can't tell the difference!!"

Bang bang bang!

Three consecutive gunshots were fired, accompanied by the sound of people falling to the ground.

"Since you can't tell who is the traitor, then just kill them all. In this way, no one will know that I have been betrayed, ho ho ho..." A nervous laugh rang out.

Then, he suddenly became furious and shouted into the phone: "No, you know it too, right?"

On the other end of the phone.

When a series of gunshots were heard accompanied by nervous laughter.

The tattooed young man was immediately frightened.

I just felt a chill running directly from the chrysanthemum to Tianling Gai.

In his mind, he seemed to see a fierce-looking black boss with crazy eyes, standing nervously next to the corpse, holding a pistol and looking crazy.

At this time, when I heard the vicious voice coming from the phone, I was even more trembling and immediately showed my cards, "No, no, brother, I don't know. I am a liar. I just lied to you."

"Huh, liar? You think I'm a fool too? The Public Security Bureau of Yunnan City, Dian Province, right?"

"You, find a few people to chop the body into pieces and feed it to the dogs. Then remember this number and let the eagle find out the specific address of this number. Give him a minute."

"Yes, boss." The voice of the younger brother continued to sound, and then there was the sound of dragging the body.

"Brother, I'm really a liar. Please stop coming to me. I didn't hear anything. Just let me go."

When the tattooed young man heard that Zhao Yan wanted to find out his location, his face turned pale and he begged bitterly.

Just now I thought that although this black boss was ruthless, he couldn't find his place.

Now it's a slap in the face in the blink of an eye. In one minute, you can find him in just one minute!

He doesn't want to be fed to the dogs! Still chopped!

In response to the young man's plea, Zhao Yan just smiled gently.

But this laughter frightened the tattooed young man.

This was the laughter just now, and not long after, he killed all his men with a bang.

Soon, he heard his younger brother leaving and returning.

"Boss, we found it out. Eagle said the number was fictitious, but it didn't bother him. He has already locked the location, in Wangjia Village, Youyi Street, Harmony District, Yunnan City, Yunnan Province."

"Huh, so you live here, hehehe, wait for me."

Zhao Yan let out a sick laugh and then hung up the phone with a bang.

The address is, of course, deduced.

Toot toot.

Listening to the blind tone coming from the phone.

The tattooed young man looked horrified, and his pupils shrank to the size of a pinhead.

"Impossible, impossible. The boss said no one could find the address. You fool, you lied to me!!!"

The young man was so frightened that his bladder was about to burst.

He smashed the phone in a rage, "What should I do? It's coming soon, it's coming soon."

Damn it, where did you buy your mobile phone number? How come there is a black boss!

nearby accomplices took off their headsets.

They all expressed displeasure and condemned.

"What are you doing? Are you sick?"

"That's right, it's okay to have a seizure."

"Has the performance been completed?"

When the young man spoke just now, they didn't pay attention. After all, there were many words and no one knew which ones others used.

Unexpectedly, he suddenly went crazy and smashed the phone.

"Haha, it's okay, it's okay, you are busy, I will go out."

The tattooed young man forced a laugh and walked out thoughtfully.

In a small alley, he lit up a cigarette and took a long puff.

My hands are still a little shaky.

"No, I can't sit still and wait for death. The other party's people are on the way soon. If it's later, no one can save me. I can't die!"

The young man threw away his cigarette butt, his eyes firm.

He already knew what to do.

That's calling the police!

If you have any difficulties, you can go to the police!

As for telling his accomplices, that is impossible, let alone whether they believe it or not.

That black boss has a gun.

If you can't find Erwuzi, kill all the men who know the inside story!

This ruthless and perverted person who is always on the horse's feet!

Damn it, there is no such thing in reality, he has only seen it in movies.

How could they, those who engage in fraud, be opponents?

Besides, if he calls the police, his identity will definitely be revealed.

He might have to stay in jail for a few years. If his accomplices are revealed, the sentence can be reduced by a few years.

"Well, it's better to go to jail than to chop him into pieces and feed them to the dogs."

The tattooed young man glanced at the room where his accomplice was, and hurriedly went to call the police in a panic.

Brothers, I'm sorry!