sinovels Chapter 1845 Zhao Jun Scolds Bandits for Stolen Amber Dragon
Chapter 1845 Zhao Jun Scolds Bandits for Stolen Amber Dragon
Chapter 1845 Zhao Jun Scolds Bandits for Stolen Amber Dragon
When they arrived in Fusong, the Zhao family gang brought two cars and the Shao family gang brought one car.
When they left Fusong, there were eleven cars in total, driving out of Fusong County in a grand procession.
In addition to the three vehicles from Zhao and Shao's gangs, there were also vehicles from the five major ginseng gangs of Zhang, Sun, Yu, Dai, and Li, as well as vehicles from the three groups of Zhang Yuejin, Xu Qianli, and the three Song brothers.
Although Yu Wanshan, Sun Dagu, and the three Song brothers could not travel with Zhao Jun, they were still willing to leave the city with him.
Not far from Fusong County, eleven vehicles stopped in a line, and the ginseng gang members and ginseng dealers got out of the cars. Yu Wanshan, Sun Dagu, and the three Song brothers all said goodbye to Zhao Jun and the others.
"Chief Zhao." Before leaving, Yu Wanshan clasped his hands in a fist salute to Zhao Jun and said, "Let's keep in touch when we get back. When you're free, come visit me at my place."
"Alright, Chief Yu." Zhao Jun clasped his hands in a fist salute and replied with a smile, "Have a safe journey!"
After seeing off the three groups of people, Zhao Jun and his men prepared to board the vehicle and continue their journey.
Just as Zhao Jun got into the jeep, Jie Chen, who took turns driving the Jiefang truck with Li Baoyu, caught up, opened the car door and said to Zhao Jun, "Brother Jun, I just saw a jeep and a Santana following behind us."
"Huh?" Zhao Jun frowned upon hearing this, and then Zhao Jinhui, who was sitting in the passenger seat, shouted, "Brother Chen, why didn't you say so earlier?"
After yelling at Jie Chen, Zhao Jinhui said to Zhao Jun, "Brother Jun, grab your weapons!"
"What weapons are you grabbing?" Zhao Jun glared at Zhao Jinhui, then said, "It should be Pang the Blind and Guo the Bearded."
“That should be it,” Zhang Yuanmin, sitting behind Zhao Jun, chimed in. “They didn’t dare walk on their own, so they followed us and asked us to clear the way for them.”
"Yes." Xie Chen nodded and said, "As soon as we stopped, they stopped behind us."
"Big brother." At this moment, Li Ruhai, holding onto the back of the front seat, said to Zhao Jun, "Let's find a secluded place later and give them a good beating."
Upon hearing Li Ruhai's words, Wang Qiang and the others' eyes lit up.
"Forget it." Zhao Jun shook his head and said, "We're not doing that kind of thing."
After saying this, Zhao Jun looked at Xie Chen and said, "Xiao Chen, you and Bao Yu drive normally, don't worry about them."
Before Zhao Jun could finish speaking and before Jie Chen could reply, Zhang Fuyou shouted, "What's wrong, Chief Zhao?"
"It's alright, it's alright," Zhao Jun replied loudly. "Let's go now."
After responding to Zhang Fuyou, Zhao Jun raised his hand and gestured behind him. Jie Chen closed the car door for Zhao Jun and then turned around and went back to the Jiefang truck.
Zhao Jun honked his horn, then drove ahead to clear the way, followed by the four major ginseng gangs and Zhang Yuejin and Xu Qianli's cars, with Li Baoyu and Xie Chen bringing up the rear.
Zhao Jun drove along the road, and before he had gone two miles, he saw a person standing by the roadside ahead, waving at him.
Zhao Jun dared not stop the car; this was the same situation Xu Qianli and his two companions encountered when they arrived.
They were stopped by people asking for help. After stopping and getting out of the car, they were surrounded. Luckily, one of Xu Qianli's two buddies was trained in martial arts; he led Xu Qianli through the encirclement and retrieved the car. Otherwise, Xu Qianli and his companions would have been tied to a tree.
Therefore, Zhao Jun not only did not stop, but also honked his horn repeatedly to warn the cars behind him while stepping on the gas.
Seeing that Zhao Jun did not stop, the man by the roadside turned around and waved into the grove.
Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen people sprang out of the grove. These people weren't armed, but they didn't look like good people.
Zhao Jun slammed on the brakes, catching the men in the car off guard. They were thrown forward, and at the same time, Zhao Jun shouted, "Grab your weapons! Get out of the car! If I say they're going to bang their heads against me, I'll take the butts of my guns and beat them up!"
If these roadblocks had knives, guns, or clubs, it would be fine. Zhao Jun would just charge past them, then brandish his weapon and fight. Afterwards, he could produce the certificate Yu Xuewen had given him, claiming it was for fighting off highway robbers. Not only would he avoid trouble, but he might even receive praise.
But now that these people haven't taken anything, the situation is different.
But that's easy to handle. They don't carry weapons, so we can just give them a beating.
"Uncle!" Before getting out of the car, Zhang Yuanmin looked at the nearby woods and called to Wang Qiang, "Watch out for ambushes!"
"Fu Bing?" Wang Qiang was taken aback upon hearing this and blurted out, "Where is Zhang Fu Bing?"
Zhang Fubing runs mountain trails in Yonglitun and has a pretty good relationship with Wang Qiang.
"I..." Zhang Yuanmin almost choked on his breath. While mentally cursing the uncle and nephew for being so ignorant, he quickly pointed towards the woods and said, "I mean, be careful someone doesn't shoot us in the back!"
Upon hearing Zhang Yuanmin's words, Wang Qiang's expression immediately changed, and he jumped out of the car with his gun.
At this moment, Zhao Jun and Zhao Jinhui had reached the front of the car, and jeeps and Santanas behind them stopped one after another, with the people in the cars getting out and running forward to provide support.
"Is that Zhao, the foreman?" One of the thirteen men across from them stepped forward. He was the same man who had knelt down in Wu Baoguo's factory compound yesterday afternoon. He was also the robber who had blocked the Zhao family's business association and was captured by Zhao Jun and others.
Zhao Jun wasn't surprised to hear him call him "Zhao the Foreman." These people were able to travel from Shulan to Fusong to join the Ginseng King Conference; while there might not be an inside traitor, they certainly had acquaintances within the factory.
Zhao Jun leaned forward slightly with his chin and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Chief Zhao," the man asked with a smile, "Has our Third Uncle arrived?"
"Go to hell!" Zhao Jun glared and cursed, "Who the hell do you call me 'Third Uncle'?"
"Hey Zhao, don't be angry." The man was thick-skinned and didn't get angry when he was scolded. Instead, he grinned and said, "We're family. I'm also surnamed Zhao. They all call me Zhao San'er."
"Get the hell out of here!" Zhao Jun said angrily, "The Zhao family produced a bastard like you. You have hands and feet, but instead of doing human things, you come out to rob people!"
"Chief Zhao, don't put it so harshly," Zhao San said with a bitter face. "You have no idea how hard my family's life is. If you knew, you'd have to have pity on me."
"Go to hell!" Zhao Jun shouted angrily, "You're having a hard time, so you're going to harm others? And you expect me to pity you? If I pity you, then who pities the people you rob and steal from?"
Zhao Jun had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and when he angrily rebuked the robbers, he exuded a righteous and awe-inspiring aura.
But before Zhao San robbed the road, he was a local ruffian, and his skin was exceptionally thick.
Seeing that his attempts to elicit sympathy were ineffective, Zhao San stopped talking and immediately said to Zhao Jun, "Alright, Chief Zhao, if you don't pity me, then forget it. I'm not here today to ask for your pity; I'm here to do business with you."
"Doing business?" Zhao Jun frowned, then saw Zhao Sanchong wave his hand behind him, and a man carrying a basket came forward. Zhao Jun immediately understood what he was going to do.
"Get the hell out of here!" Zhao Jun shouted, and the man carrying the basket stared blankly at Zhao Jun.
Zhao San looked at Zhao Jun with a surprised expression and said, "Chief Zhao, I'm doing business with you, I'm not robbing you, what are you doing?"
"What? You want to do business with me?" Zhao Jun pointed at the basket and questioned loudly, "If you want to do business with me, you're just selling this ginseng, right? I'm asking you, where did you get this ginseng?"
“I…” Zhao San was speechless. Zhao Jun remembered Lin Guodong and Zhang Xinglin, who had been robbed and beaten and then tied to a tree by these people. Zhao Jun’s anger flared up again, and he shouted at the robbers: “Hey you guys! How are you even human? You robbed and beat that old man in his sixties and then tied him to a tree all night.”
"They're all older than your parents, how can you even be considered human? Huh? You don't have parents? You all grew up eating grass?"
Those that grow up eating grass, aren't they livestock?
Zhao Jun's words were quite harsh, but the thirteen bandits opposite him were silenced by his insults.
Behind Zhao Jun, Song Da, Zhang Yuejin, and others looked at Zhao Jun angrily rebuking the traitors and couldn't help but feel admiration. Zhang Yuanmin, Li Baoyu, and Li Ruhai, seeing this scene, felt as if they were seeing Zhuge Liang cursing the traitors in battle, and their cheeks turned red with excitement.
"No, Chief Zhao?" Zhao San said to Zhao Jun with some grievance, "When did we rob the old man? We didn't."
"Hmm?" Zhao Jun was suddenly reminded of Zhang Xinglin, who looked even younger than Zhao Youcai, after Zhao San asked him this question.
Zhao Jun blinked, and as his momentum waned, he pointed at Zhang Fuyou and then questioned Zhao San again, "Didn't you rob this old man?"
"I..." Zhao San stared at Zhang Fuyou for two seconds before shaking his head at Zhao Jun and saying, "Chief Zhao, I've never seen this man before. When did I rob him?"
"Why didn't you rob me?" With Zhao Jun and the others backing him up, Zhang Fuyou stepped forward, pointed at Zhao San, and angrily said, "Big Brother, you didn't rob me in Shulan the day before yesterday?"
“Grandpa…” Zhao San paused for a moment, then, after a moment of realization, he waved his hand dramatically and said, “Grandpa, were you the one sitting in that jeep that day?”
After saying this, Zhao San didn't wait for Zhang Fuyou's reply, and stamped his foot, saying, "Old man, are we not going to kidnap you?"
"Go to hell!" Zhao Jun interrupted, cursing Zhao San, "Get the hell out of here, I won't take that ginseng."
"Zhao, the foreman." Hearing Zhao Jun say that he wouldn't buy his ginseng, Zhao San turned around, grabbed his basket, and said to Zhao Jun with a sincere expression, "Look at this ginseng, it's wood dragon ginseng."
Zhao Jun knew, of course, that it was a wooden dragon; he even knew that it was a rare variety of wooden dragon called the Amber Dragon.
Seeing Zhao Jun's eyes widen as if he was about to curse again, Zhao San quickly said, "Boss Zhao, I had some experts examine it. They said this ginseng is seventy or eighty years old, and it's still whole. It can sell for eight or ten thousand. I don't need that much. Can't you just give me five thousand?"
Hearing Zhao San's words, Zhang Yuejin, Xu Qianli, and even Zhang Fuyou and Dai Chunhua were tempted. If the ginseng was really as Zhao San said, buying it for five thousand yuan and reselling it for a profit of three thousand yuan was a sure thing. If they found a good buyer, they might even have a chance to make four or five thousand yuan.
What they didn't know was that if this ginseng fell into Zhao Jun's hands, it could be sold for 12,000.
What they didn't expect was that, faced with Zhao San's temptation, Zhao Jun's eyes widened, and he angrily shouted, "I'll tell you one more time, get the hell out of here!"
"Chief Zhao..." Zhao San was still not giving up when he heard Zhao Jun continue to shout, "Don't even mention five thousand, I wouldn't take it even if you sold it to me for five yuan!"
As he spoke, Zhao Jun pointed to the basket on his back and said, "You steal other people's things, and you still want to make money? Let me tell you, your money didn't come from honest sources, and you won't spend it honestly either! As the old saying goes, if you drink cold water and spend dirty money, you'll get sick!"
"Chief Zhao." Seeing that Zhao Jun was unmoved, Zhao San immediately sneered, "You have money, so it's easy for you to talk when you're not in the same boat. You try it if you don't have any money."
"I have no money, and I won't do anything illegal!" Zhao Jun roared. "Even if you sell me this ginseng for a super low price, I'm not going to do business with robbers and highwaymen!"
"Chief Zhao, you're really stubborn." Zhao San looked at Zhao Jun helplessly and said, "These two are such a good thing..."
"Fuck your grandson! Who the hell are you talking about?" In a fit of rage, Zhao Jun swung his rifle butt and struck Zhao San in the face.
"Ah!" Zhao San screamed in pain, and was then kicked away by Li Baoyu.
Then came screams, and Zhao Jinhui swung the Type 56 assault rifle like a fire poker, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, smashing and beating, instantly taking down the three robbers.
Seeing the attack taking place ahead, the members of the ginseng gang, along with Zhang Yuejin, Xu Qianli, and others, rushed forward, instantly overwhelming the thirteen robbers.
Seventy or eighty meters behind the battlefield, Pang Gaoming stood on the roof of a jeep, observing the battle in the distance and relaying firsthand battle reports: "The fighting has started! The fighting has started!"
"How was it? Brilliant!" Pang Zhendong asked from below. "Have Zhao Jun and his men fought them yet?"
Although he had a grudge against Zhao Jun, Pang Zhendong did not want Zhao Jun to lose at this moment. He was afraid that if Zhao Jun was robbed, the robbers would turn on him.
“We’ve fought them!” Pang Gaoming said. “Zhao Jun and his men were dragged into the woods by those highwaymen.”
"Great! Great!" Pang Zhendong rubbed his hands together habitually and spun around in place, saying, "If Zhao Jun can't beat them again, that'll be troublesome."
“What’s the trouble, Lao Pang?” At this moment, Guo Dahu interrupted Pang Zhendong and said, “If you ask me, those highway robbers are finished too. It would be better if they were robbed by Zhao Jun and Zhang Yuejin.”
"Boss Guo, do you think I don't want them to ambush Zhao's army?" Pang Zhendong said, "But what do we do after we ambush Zhao's army?"
"What, what should we do?" Guo the Bearded laughed. "After we rob Zhao Jun and Zhang Yuejin, they'll have to retreat, right? Once they retreat, we can get through, won't we?"
"Hey!" Hearing Guo Da Hu Zi's words, Pang Zhendong clapped his hands and said, "That's right! Boss Guo, you're right!"
Although Huang Wenbin was a relative of Guo Dahuzi, he couldn't help but shake his head secretly after hearing what Guo and Pang were saying.
At this moment, thirteen robbers knelt in a row in the woods, all of them bruised and battered.
Zhao San, who was in charge, had his face covered in blood, and one of his eyes was swollen shut.
"Let me tell you!" Zhao Jun pointed at the bandits and said, "Next time I see you doing something bad, I'll break your legs! Men have hands and feet, can't they support their families? What's the point of having them then?"
Zhao San looked up, glanced at Zhao Jun with his only remaining right eye, then moved his gaze to the side, finally landing on Zhang Yuejin.
Or rather, he was looking at the basket Zhang Yuejin was carrying.
Zhao San opened his mouth, his teeth and mouth covered in blood, and said to Zhao Jun, "Fine, Chief Zhao, we'll all live a good life from now on. But I beg you, leave us that ginseng."
Upon hearing Zhao San's words, Zhang Yuejin instinctively tried to move the basket aside. But after realizing what he had said, he picked up the basket and said to Zhao Jun, "Chief Zhao, we can't give them these clubs. You have to decide."
Zhao Jun glanced at Zhao San, then looked at Zhang Yuejin.
At that moment, everyone with open eyes looked at Zhao Jun. Zhao Jun raised his hand and clasped his hands in a fist salute to the people around him, saying, "Boss Zhang, Boss Xu, and all the foremen and colleagues, this club was stolen from someone else. It's stolen goods."
"Once we get to Shulan, we'll hand it over to the police station, and then we'll find a nice restaurant and I'll treat everyone to a meal!"