Chapter Ninety-Four: Hijacking

"Senior, who are they?"

Walking up to the place where clothes were sold on the second floor of the mall, Han Weiwei raised his head and asked, with a beautiful and beautiful face with a hint of nervousness.

"I don't know!" Gao Lin shook his head, and glanced at the two yellow-haired youths behind him with his spare eyes, but saw that the clothes on their waists were slightly raised, judging from the shape, it should be a long knife.

Touching his pocket, Gao Lin took out his mobile phone, and then dialed Zhao Haicheng's number.

However, the phone rang a lot, but no one answered.

Immediately, Gao Lin dialed Li Guoquan's number again, but no one answered, which made him a little anxious.

Although he thinks that his fighting skills are good, but he fights with his bare hands, he doesn't dare to hold it up, this is not a movie, he is not the actor written in the script, he is invincible at any time, as long as Wang Ba's anger is released, he will see who dies in seconds.

After dialing the phone several times in a row, Gao Lin couldn't get through, so Gao Lin called the police directly.

However, as soon as the number was broadcast, I saw two yellow-haired young men in the back walking over quickly, sandwiching Gao Lin and Han Weiwei on the left and right.

"Brother, let's go!" On the left, a thin-faced young man put one hand on Gao Lin's shoulder, the other hand on the bottom, and held a horn knife under his clothes against Gao Lin's waist. The same was true of a long-faced young man on the right, who pressed a bull horn sharp knife against Han Weiwei's waist.

Seeing the sharp knife with a cold light flashing on his waist, Han Weiwei's little face suddenly turned pale, and he wanted to scream when he opened his mouth.

"Beauty, don't make a sound, be careful that the knife has no eyes!" Seeing Han Weiwei's appearance, the long-faced young man said in a low voice.

"Weiwei, don't be afraid, it's okay!" Gao Lin grabbed Han Weiwei's little hand and comforted softly. As he spoke, he looked at the thin-faced young man: "Two big brothers, I don't know what we have offended?" ”

"You didn't offend us!" The thin-faced young man said lightly, "But you offended someone who shouldn't be offended?" ”

"Can you tell me who it is?" Gao Lin maintained a kind of composure on his face.

"Come with us, you'll know!" The thin-faced young man said coldly.

"If it's just me who offends someone, can I let her go?" Gao Lin pointed to Han Weiwei, who was leaning against him with a shocked expression.

"Let her go?" The long-faced young man sneered, "Let her go to the police and arrest us?" You think we're fools? ”

"Senior, I'll go with you, I'm not leaving!" Han Weiwei grabbed Gao Lin's arm tightly, and said in a trembling voice. It can be seen that she is very scared at this time. This is also human nature, with a knife under his waist, who can be calm? This is no joke, but a real life-threatening weapon!

"Do you hear that? She said she wasn't leaving! Looking at Han Weiwei, the long-faced young man's eyes flashed with a hint of heat.

This woman is so beautiful, if you wait, it will ......

Thinking of something, the long-faced young man only felt itchy in his heart, and his lower crotch couldn't help but prop up a small tent.

"Only ......"

"Don't talk nonsense, follow us honestly, otherwise-" The thin-faced young man looked at Han Weiwei, "Such a beautiful woman, if there are any wounds on her body, it won't look good!" ”

"You dare?" Gao Lin's eyes widened angrily, "If you dare to touch a cold hair of her, I will definitely make you regret coming to this world!" ”

"Oh, I'm so scared, huh?" The tone of the provocative tone, there was no lack of mockery, and the long-faced young man looked at Gao Lin, "Believe it or not, as long as I move my fingers now, you will immediately regret coming to this world?" ”

"We're just being entrusted by someone, we don't want to hurt anyone, if you don't cooperate, I don't mind doing it!" The thin-faced young man said coldly.

Gao Lin looked at Han Weiwei with a frightened face, and nodded slightly: "Okay, I want to see which big brother I have offended!" ”

As he spoke, he looked down at Han Weiwei, his eyes revealing a kind of perseverance: "Weiwei, don't worry, everything is with me!" ”

"Hmm!" Han Weiwei nodded slightly, and his body was even closer to Gao Lin's body, and in that soft and delicate body, Gao Lin felt a trace of trembling.

At that moment, Gao Lin and the two were carried away by two yellow-haired young men with knives all the way.

Because they used their clothes to block the horn knife, the people passing by did not find anything unusual, and Gao Lin and Han Weiwei's mobile phones were also snatched by the thin-faced young man to prevent them from calling the police.

After turning two streets, the yellow-haired young man stopped at the door of an unlicensed bar.

The thin-faced young man took out his mobile phone and made a call, and after saying a few more words, he turned back to the long-faced young man and said, "Brother Dog said to take them in!" ”

Just listening to the word 'Brother Dog', Gao Lin guessed that it must be the bald man he met last night, Zhang Ergou.

I really didn't expect him to come to take revenge so soon!

"Let's go!" The long-faced young man pushed Gao Lin.

……

In a luxuriously furnished room in the bar, three young men are seated.

Sitting in front of the sofa was a young man in his twenties, this young man, with medium and long hair, a handsome face, could almost be described as a demon man, he was dressed in a black casual suit, and his gestures showed a unique atmosphere of a noble child.

On the lower left of the handsome young man, there is a young man with white faces and glasses, and on the lower right, there is a young man with short hair who is also very handsome.

But I saw that the young man's face was slightly swollen, as if he had been beaten.

"Mei Shao, I heard that you were beaten?" Shaking a tall glass with red wine in his hand, the handsome young man looked at the short-haired young man.

The short-haired young man is none other than Mei Shao, who was slapped twice by Gao Lin last night.

"Huh? Mei Shao, who still dares to beat you in your city? The young man with glasses looked at Mei Shao.

"Grass his grandmother's, a dog thing that doesn't have long eyes, if Lao Tzu catches him, he will have to pick his skin!" Mei Shao scolded.

"Who, you know?" The handsome young man asked with some curiosity.

"A hillbilly! Fuck, if it wasn't for that JB Divisional Chief last night, I would have killed him a long time ago! Mei Shao hated the authenticity.

"Isn't it, Mei Shao, you're scared of a district chief?" The young man with glasses looked at Mei Shao.

"I'm afraid of a bird, it's all Zhang Ergou, he has to pull me away, otherwise I will kill him on the spot!" Raising his head and taking a sip of red wine, Mei Shao put the wine glass on the countertop, which immediately caused a crisp sound.

"Where did you come from?" The handsome young man asked with a frown.

"There is a JB origin, I think he is poor and sour, he is a lowly migrant worker!"

"Mei Shao, now it's not a class society, there is no such thing as lowly!" The handsome young man looked at Mei Shao with a somewhat unhappy expression.

"Jun Shao, I'm just making an analogy!" Seeing the handsome young man's expression, Mei Shao hurriedly said. It can be seen that he is very afraid of handsome young people.

While a few people were talking, a bald man opened the door and walked in, whispering a few words in Mei Shao's ear.