Livestreaming the Hunt

how so! !

Yu Yong's hand holding the phone was shaking subconsciously.

Ever since he followed Cui Yi'an, he had always thought that he was a big shot with great hands and eyes. In fact, after being in contact with Cui Yi'an for so long, neither Cui Yi'an himself nor his friends were really good.

But such a powerful person still ended up being wanted by the police.

The most important thing is, what if he is involved?

Do you want to run away now?

Boom, boom, boom!

Just when Yu Yong was thinking about taking refuge abroad overnight, suddenly there was a knocking sound on the security door.

"Who?"

After his wife asked back, she walked to the door and took a look through the peephole.

"Hello, we are from the Pilin Branch. We would like to find out something about Yu Yong." Standing outside the door were two policemen in blue police uniforms, one middle-aged and one young.

Ding!

When Yu Yong heard this, he almost felt his heart paralyzed. His phone clicked and fell to the ground.

"Police, I don't know what to do with you..."

The wife muttered and opened the door.

The two walked in, and the leading middle-aged policeman asked: "Is Yu Yong at home?"

"exist."

The wife stepped back and motioned to her husband on the sofa in the living room.

The middle-aged policeman took out his police officer ID card and flashed it, "Hello, Mr. Yu Yong, we are the Pilin Branch and would like to find out some information from you."

Yu Yongqiang pretended to be calm and stood up: "What...what's going on?"

"That's right. We are currently investigating a poaching organization that involves poaching in Mongolia, so we want to find people in the province who have recently been to Mongolia and have hunting-related qualifications to learn about the situation."

The middle-aged policeman spoke in a calm tone, as if he really just understood the situation.

"That's it. Ouch, I'm so nervous. I thought my old man had done something wrong!" The wife patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

But Yu Yong was already sweating coldly at this time.

If it was before, he really wasn't afraid of the police coming to his door, because Cui Yi'an said that the police had no evidence, but now, even this guy is wanted, what else does he dare to hope for! !

"I'll change my clothes."

"Can."

The middle-aged policeman smiled and nodded, and from the corner of his eye he glanced at the young man beside him.

The latter immediately understood and subconsciously followed Yu Yong to the bedroom door.

This is obviously to prevent him from communicating with the outside world, or from making any small moves or escaping!

At this moment, Yu Yong was completely panicked. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, opened the closet and searched for his coat, but his mind was in a mess, what should he do.

Should I resist and run away now, or should I leave with the police?

In the end, he chose the latter, at least he could still defend himself. After all, the things he did in Mongolia were not captured by surveillance cameras, and the police should have no substantive evidence.

But once he chooses the former, the crime will be serious, and he will become a fugitive like Cui Yian.

Put on your coat.

Yu Yong followed the police and reached the door. He looked back at his concerned wife and said, "You stay at home, don't worry, I'll be back soon!"

"good!"

The wife nodded.

Click.

After the door closed, Yu Yong followed the two of them in the elevator and went downstairs.

When he got to the bottom of the building, he realized that more than one police car had arrived. Through the windshield, he could vaguely see that the car was full of people.

It wasn't until this moment that Yu Yong woke up.

He had really been fighting with Mengendulak in Mongolia for so long that he had become indifferent to the concept of legality. This was China, and he still wanted to attack the police and escape.

If I had really made this decision just now, I might have been beaten into a hornet's nest before I even ran out of the building!

evening.

Haiqing, south of Winnamaga Plateau.

A white Nissan Tuda was driving in the desolate Gobi Desert, kicking up a long trail of white smoke from dust and falling snow.

"Brother Qing, Da Zi and the others were also arrested!"

The co-pilot in the car, a thin middle-aged man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, who looked very shrewd, stared at the text messages on his phone and said in a panic.

"You'll die!"

In the driver's seat, the man heard this and slapped the steering wheel hard. This man was wearing a black jacket and a black cotton hat. He was slightly stout and had a scorpion-shaped tattoo on his left side. He was a wanted fugitive: Wang Qing!

"Cui Yi'an, Wang Kui, when I turn over, I will let you losers be buried with my brothers!" He gritted his teeth and said harsh words.

In fact, in order to prepare for this operation, he mobilized almost all the brothers from the Tibetan Qiangqing area, but all of them were taken advantage of by the police.

Even those who helped him escape are now being rounded up one after another.

But most importantly.

Wang Bao!

His biological brother was also arrested!

For such a major case, everyone knew the final result: his brother would not survive!

Baozi!

Just wait, I will definitely take revenge on you!

"Brother Qing, there seems to be someone in front..."

At this time, the monkey-cheeked man held a telescope, stretched out his hand, and pointed to an open space in front of him on the right, where a dilapidated red light truck seemed to be parked.

After hearing this, Wang Qing immediately stepped on the brakes, slowed down, and took the telescope.

The light truck was not big, only about 8 meters long in total. Half of the car rails were lowered, and a canvas shed was built out of iron pipes. There were many tools under the shed.

There was a man inside wearing a large blue cotton-padded jacket that was stained with oil stains. He was holding a wrench, as if he was repairing something.

"It seems like they were using private fuel, and the car happened to be almost out of gas..."

After Wang Qing confirmed that it was not a police officer, he put down his binoculars and drove slowly over.

As a leader who is often active in the Tibetan strong youth generation, he has a clear understanding of this kind of illicit gangsters. These people's hands are not much cleaner than theirs.

The source of most private oil is that oil thieves either steal it from the fuel tank of a large truck in the service area, or steal it from an oil press. In order to pursue efficiency, they often mix a lot of debris into the oil. The oil sold The quality is very poor and the price is high.

On the surface, they use the guise of repairing cars, refueling, and rescuing, but behind the scenes they do dirty tricks, such as deliberately throwing nails on the road, deliberately breaking parts when repairing the car, so that you pay more for repairs, and Stealing replacement parts, exorbitantly expensive rescues, etc., there are countless ways to do damage.

A vehicle is heard approaching.

The man holding the wrench put down his work, stood up, took a look, and rubbed his nose with his hand, causing black oil stains on his face that was not white at all.

The car is parked nearby.

Wang Qing was sitting in the car, and it was Shouhou who opened the door.

"Boss, are you refueling or repairing the car?" The man with the wrench was tall and strong. He grinned and looked like a big fool, which made him feel quite down-to-earth.

"Come on, how do you sell it?"

Thin Monkey asked.

"Boss, we only have 92 here, 1150 a barrel."

"How many liters in a barrel?"

"35."

"You sell 35 liters of 92 oil for 1,150? Why don't you just grab it!"

Although Shouhou had long expected that the private oil would be very expensive, he did not expect that the other party would be so open-minded. After all, it was almost five times that of China Petroleum and China Petrochemical!

"What the boss said, don't you look at what kind of place this is, a no-man's land. We worked hard to bring this oil here with trucks. Isn't this toll money? Isn't labor money money? It's so cold in the winter. Stay here. It’s freezing here, so you have to pay a little extra for your hard work, right?”

When the wrench man heard the other party's tone, he put away his smile and stopped pretending. He looked like he would buy it or not.

The thin monkey glanced inside the car and saw Brother Qing giving him a look of approval, so he took out his wallet from his pocket and counted the money.

The wrench man glanced at it and saw that there was at least tens of thousands of dollars in the thick pile. It seemed like a fat sheep!

"I want two barrels, 2,300, you order."

The thin monkey passed the 23 red tickets and said, "Get us some good gas, fill it up, and put the rest in the trunk."

"Okay, boss, don't worry! I bought everything here from Hua Petrochemical Gas Station! Serious and good gas!" The wrench man took the money, and his face immediately returned to a smile, "How about instant noodles, sausages or something? It’s very cheap, I’m hungry on the way…”

"No, no, just come on!"

"okay!"

The wrench man nodded and put the banknotes into his pocket. He immediately picked up two white oil barrels from the truck, the same white plastic barrels that used to contain bulk soybean oil at home, and began to fill the fuel tank cap with a funnel.

"Boss, it's cold outside. You'd better go back and sit in the car to keep it warm. Don't worry, it will be filled up in a moment!"

The thin monkey did not listen to his words, but looked around and at the sky, guarding against the police helicopter, but just in this moment of confusion, suddenly, a cold light flashed through.

"What the f*ck are you doing!"

The thin monkey yelled hurriedly, rushed over and grabbed the man's wrist.

I saw.

In the wrench man's left hand, there was a very short spring knife!

"What didn't I do?"

Although he was caught, the wrench man didn't show the slightest panic on his face. Instead, he looked like he was sure of you.

Click.

At this time, the door of the truck rang. Unexpectedly, two muscular men of the same type suddenly came out of the front of the truck, which was empty just now. They were holding large machetes and crowbars with evil expressions on their faces.

turn out to be.

From the beginning, they observed Wang Qing's vehicle and hid him, leaving only a car repairman as a bait to make people think he was alone to prevent scaring away the driver.

"Okay, I was caught puncturing a tire. Why, now you've been robbed?" Shouhou wasn't too scared. What's more, Brother Qing was sitting in the car, so he felt very confident!

Just these stinky fish and rotten shrimps are not enough to kill Brother Qing!

"Skinny monkey, let go!"

At this time, Wang Qing, who had been sitting in the car, finally got out and shouted.

"Brother, he wants to puncture our tires..."

"let go."

Hearing Wang Qing repeat another sentence, Shouhou had no choice but to give up.

"Hey, that's right. Otherwise, I am the eldest brother and you can only be the younger brother. One more thing is worse than one less thing. In these barren mountains and mountains, let alone if I really give you a sap, even if I beat you to death, the police will not know !”

The wrench man snorted coldly, swung the switchblade in his hand, and was about to stab it.

He originally wanted to scare the thin monkey and laugh at the other person's fear, but he didn't really want to make a serious move.

But in an instant.

Snapped!

The wrench man's wrist was pinched in mid-air again.

This time, it’s Wang Qing!

"Um?"

Behind him, the two big men took a step forward and threatened, thinking they were going to take action.

Only the wrench man could feel that his wrist seemed to be clamped by a vise. Not to mention that he could not move the slightest bit, and even his wrist joint began to suffer severe pain!

What a big hand!

"Who are you hanging out with? Duoji? Ma Laoliu? Or Nie Lei?"

Just when the two were about to rush forward, Wang Qing stopped the three of them with one word.

"May I ask, brother, what's the way?"

Among them, the bearded man carrying the machete seemed to be the leader of the three. As soon as he said these three names, he knew that the other party was a knowledgeable person.

Because these three names are the three most powerful in Haiqing’s oil stealing circle. Don’t underestimate the oil thieves. As early as the 1990s, oil thieves had a lot of sand sprayers at their disposal. Who didn’t? One or two lives, even heavy injuries are considered the least!

And these few of them did it with a younger brother who worked under Nie Lei.

"leather."

"I understand, brothers are blind. We are working with Nie Lei, so I can't apologize to my brother. I'm giving you the oil for free, just treat it as a favor to make a friend, okay?"

The big man knew that the perpetrators were all masters with blood on their hands, and they might even have guns on them.

Moreover, the other party could call the three eldest brothers by their names, and his tone was so relaxed. Maybe he was on the same level as them.

This level is not something they can afford to offend!

"There are hundreds of miles around here, who else is doing this?"

Wang Qing let go of his hand and asked another question instead of answering the other person's words.

"Brother, winter is the off-season, and there are no people in the no-man's land. We three brothers are the only ones working in Winnamaga..."

The big man with the knife answered while urging the wrench man to take out the money and return it to others.

"Take the money and find this person for me. When you see him coming, find a way to stop him and tell me! I will give each of you 50,000 more!"

With that said, Wang Qing inserted it into his pocket.

This action startled the three of them, and even the crowbar man had already touched his hand inside the cotton-padded jacket.

He took it out again and found a mobile phone.

Wang Qing fiddled with it twice, found a photo, and showed it to several people.

In the photo, the man is plain-looking and has sloppy hair. He looks like an ordinary worker. He is none other than Cui Yian!

Fifty thousand per person!

That’s 150,000 yuan!

The wrench man immediately took out his mobile phone and took a photo, "Don't worry, brother, we will definitely show it to you!"

"Um."

Wang Qing took back his phone and asked, "Have you filled up the gas?"

"I'll do it for you right now!"

After the wrench man took the photo, he immediately drained the oil from the tank, replaced it with two new barrels of good oil, and installed the cap.

After getting in the car.

Wang Qing started the vehicle.

Shouhou looked at the three people standing outside the car, took a sip, and said with disdain, "Brother Qing, you are so awesome. With just one sentence, you scared these three so much that they didn't dare to move!"

As a poacher active in the uninhabited land of Qiangqiang and Tibet, Wang Qing knew one or two people involved in illegal activities, which was perfectly normal.

"But Brother Qing, you showed your face and gave them Cui Laizi's photo. What if they recognize it and call the police?"

After the praise, Shouhou suddenly became worried about this.

"They know Nie Lei, which means they are insiders. There are not many clean people who have entered this circle. The man with the crowbar just now had a gun on him. They didn't dare to call the police. Even if they did, once it was leaked, Nie Lei will not let them live in peace if they take refuge in Lei Zi and betray their own people!"

Wang Qing speaks with confidence.

The thin monkey nodded, understanding the rules.

Just like in their poaching circle, once someone makes money by selling notes, the whole circle will hunt him down!

Just like this time;

Cui Yian! !

"Brother, where did this guy come from? He asked for 150,000 yuan. I almost wanted to do it just now!" The crowbar man took out a short spray gun wrapped in yellow cloth from his cotton-padded jacket. This thing is basically It is modified for civilian use and is very weak, but it can still kill someone at close range and close to the face.

"You guys are all good at marksmanship, so don't take this risk!" The knife-wielding brother looked at the pictures taken by the wrench man on his phone and frowned, "I always feel like I've seen this guy before somewhere!"

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