Recast youth

Chapter 1984 Everyone has their past

"what happened?"

Ye Feng saw Feng Sande's ugly face and couldn't help but look at him and ask.

Feng Sande looked grim for a while, then glanced at the policeman driving in front of him, walked over, and lowered his voice with a heavy heart and said to Ye Feng: "Boss, if someone asks you about your car when you go somewhere, just act like it's nothing." Know."

"Car, what car? Jetta?"

Ye Feng didn't react at first, but when he saw Feng Sande's solemn tone, he immediately understood that the Jetta might have come from an unusual place, and couldn't help but ask back in a low voice: "Stealed?"

"No."

"Steal it?"

"Not at all."

Feng Sande lowered his voice, looked at Ye Feng, his eyes became rarely serious, and said in a calm voice: "It can also be said that it was robbed, but the owner of the car is already dead."

"died?"

Ye Feng almost jumped up after hearing this.

When Feng Sande asked Pan Kun to find a river to sink the car into when he was about to reach JMS, he had already noticed that the Jetta they drove before might have taken an abnormal route, but he didn't expose it.

As long as the car sinks into the river, it will be fine.

But Ye Feng had thought about Feng Sande stealing a car, or even robbing a car, but he never thought that this old gangster was doing something sinister, such as killing people and stealing goods. Especially at this time, it sounded terrifying.

Ye Feng suddenly looked past Feng Sande and looked at the majestic figure sitting there, as quiet as a mute. Feng Zheng was sitting there without any change in his expression, as if nothing had happened.

But if Feng Zheng had not taken action, Feng Sande would not have been able to kill people and steal cars.

Not only Ye Feng felt horrified when he heard this, but even Pan Kun, who had a ten-year career as an armed police officer, couldn't help but raise his head and look at Feng Sande, who was rarely obscene, and Feng Zheng, who was sitting there quietly. At this time, Feng Zheng's In Pan Kun's eyes, Jing Jing is simply unspeakably dangerous and a complete murderer. Although he is not worried about what Feng Zheng will do to them, the uncle and nephew like Feng Zheng have no awe in their eyes and do things without any sense of fear. People who are scrupulous will get into trouble one day.

"I think you two are crazy."

Ye Feng couldn't help but grabbed Feng Sande's collar and stared at him coldly: "It's an old car. As for taking such a big risk? Feng Zheng, this bitch, doesn't have a brain. What's wrong with you?" Are you missing a muscle? Do you know that you might kill us if you do this?"

Ye Feng was really angry.

Everything else is easy to talk about. Murder is a taboo and cannot be violated easily. In addition, the people who were offended in the afternoon are obviously people with good hands and eyes. If you really notice the unknown origin of the car, you can follow the clues and investigate. If there was a murder in this car, then not only Feng Sande and Feng Zheng, but also he and Pan Kun would not be able to escape.

Although they say the killing has nothing to do with them, do they have the final say on other people's territory?It didn't count at all, otherwise they wouldn't have been caught in this Iveco.

Feng Sande squatted on the ground and said: "When the time comes to ask questions, you will blame the matter on us."

"You are mine, did I push you?"

Ye Feng stared at Feng Sande and said word by word.

Feng Sande was silent for a while and asked Ye Feng for a cigarette. Although Ye Feng saw that Feng Sande was angry, he still gave it to him. Feng Sande took the cigarette and lit it, took a puff of it intoxicatedly, and then exhaled it slowly.

"It's pushed." Feng Sande held the cigarette with his fingers and whispered clearly and coherently: "You guys haven't come here yet when that bitch kills people. Besides, you are different from us. You are fighting for a car that is more than ten years old." The logic of killing people doesn't hold up, as long as someone is responsible for this matter, they don't dare to put the matter on your head."

Having said this, Feng Sande raised his head, showing his teeth that were yellowed by smoking, smiled, and said: "Boss, sometimes my bones are actually quite hard. They can't force me to frame you. As for the dog things, it's even worse." It's simple, if he dares to say bad things about you, half of the boss, I won't let him go down there even if I die."

Ye Feng stared at Feng Sande for a while: "Do you know the consequences?"

"I have always known that debts must be repaid and murders must be repaid with lives."

Feng Sande squatted in front of Ye Feng, swallowed hard, took another puff of cigarette, and said slowly.

Seeing Feng Sande's resigned look, Ye Feng wanted to get angry for no reason, but finally held back. He threw away the cigarette he had just finished smoking, lit another cigarette irritably, and then suppressed his anger and asked: "I didn't Will I give you money? I’ve told you a hundred times that things that can be solved with money are not problems at all. Are you out of your mind?”

Feng Sande held the cigarette butt and was silent for a while, then said: "They deserve to die."

"They? More than one?"

Ye Feng couldn't help but said.

"two."

"Two? Okay, you guys are really awesome."

Ye Feng really didn't know what to say. After all, no matter how rich he was, he was a law-abiding character at heart. When he was in the United States, black people wanted to kill him, so Ye Feng didn't think there was anything wrong. It was just self-defense. .

But it's different now.

Now, how could Ye Feng not be angry when he killed two people for an outdated car.

However, Ye Feng still held back his temper and asked Feng Sande to tell him what happened and why others should die.

Feng Sande smoked a cigarette and recounted the story of buying the car, and then said: "If they sell the car well, I will also buy the car well, but they want to take advantage of it. They keep the money but don't give the car to them. They are testing the car." They wanted to kill Feng Zheng, and then they died."

The process described by Feng Sande is brief.

But Ye Feng could also imagine from Feng Sande's words how dangerous it was for Feng Zheng to test the car. One person put a rope around his neck from the back of the car, and the other stabbed him from the passenger side.

They are all deadly attacks.

After Ye Feng heard this, a cold sweat broke out down his spine. He never expected that at this time in 07, there would still be such gangsterism in China. It was simply lawless.

After Feng Sande finished speaking, he smiled and said in a completely different tone than before: "I can see that they want to take action. For such people, I will not take the initiative to trouble them, but if they don't want me to live, I will also Don’t give them a life.”

Yes.

At this time, Ye Feng suddenly remembered that Feng Sande, besides being fond of watching young women bathing and going to alleys to get free sex, was also a notorious human trafficker more than ten years ago.

This is how Feng Zheng got to him, and this is how his leg was lame.

It's just that too much time has passed, so everyone only remembers Feng Sande's wretched appearance now, but forgets that he was also a character who ate people without spitting out their bones.

(End of this chapter)