Hu Fu Wu Bei Zhao Nianxia

The cries of the two brothers were especially loud in this silent night.

Wu Bei reacted the fastest, grabbed the beer bottle at hand and ran out, followed by Wang Shun.

But when Wu Bei came out, he only saw a motorcycle driving away at a high speed.

Qi Jinlong and Luo Hu yelled and cursed, but they drank a lot after all, and the electric motorcycle itself accelerated quickly, and they were thrown far away in no time.

"Stinky bastard!"

Seeing that he couldn't catch up with the opponent, Qi Jinlong angrily picked up the half-drawn brick and threw it out viciously.

"Don't chase, hurry up and check if there is any problem with the truck!"

Wu Bei squinted at the other party's taillights, and was basically sure that this guy was the one who smashed his "Honda" car twice before.

"Brother Wu, the tires of these two cars have been punctured!"

"Brother, there are a few cars in the back that are out of gas!"

A few minutes later, Wu Bei, who was wheezing and wheezing, reported that more than half of the 35 cars had punctured tires, and many doors were pried open, and the key holes were tightly filled with 502 glue.

"Damn it, who the hell is so hurt!"

Wang Shun, who has always had the best temper, couldn't help stomping his feet and scolding his mother.

Qi Jinlong slapped himself on the back of the head in great annoyance: "It's all my fault. I was afraid that the dog would bite someone during the day, so I asked the rescue center to take it back first. When I drank, I forgot the business!"

It was already more than two o'clock in the morning, and it was less than three or four hours before dawn. So many tires were punctured and the keyholes were blocked. It would definitely seriously affect the opening tomorrow, and most importantly, it would affect morale.

Today Luo Hu spent a lot of effort to appease the workers and merchants. If it spreads out tomorrow, it will inevitably cause another uproar.

After all, people are afraid of trouble, especially those who do business and do coolies.

Of course Wu Bei is also very angry, but the most important thing right now is to solve it. He whispered: "Contact the car repair shop, it doesn't matter if the price is high, and try to fix the car before dawn!"

The brothers also understood this truth, and started to contact the familiar car repair shop in a hurry.

"Hello, Brother Bao, I'm Xiaolong. I have something I want to ask for your help. Why have all our car repairers been sent out?"

"President Wang of Shengda Auto Repair, what! There is no maintenance man..."

Wu Bei, biting his cigarette, walked to the side of a punctured truck and observed it carefully.

There were a few big nails stuck around the tread pattern of the tire, and there was a faint smell of burning plastic. It was obvious that the motorcycle rider heated the nails and embedded them into the tire bit by bit.

Combined with the fact that the car door was pried, it means that the guy riding the motorcycle is not only good at riding, but also has a little kung fu in his hands. The most important thing is that Ya Ting's psychological quality is quite good.

The street where the car was parked was no more than ten meters away from the small courtyard. He was able to destroy so many cars without anyone noticing. It must not have been done in a short period of time. Maybe when Wu Bei and Deng Can were chatting in the car, The guy was hiding nearby.

"Brother Wu, the owners of the repair shops I know either don't answer the phone, or they say that there are no repairers!"

"I dialed 114 to check the numbers of several large car repair shops in the city, and they all said that the repairers were sent to Aoxue Group for overhaul!"

"What the fuck, this Aoxue Group is really disgusting!"

After a while, the three brothers gathered around Wu Bei to report.

"what's wrong?"

"What happened?"

At the same time, Zhao Nianxia and Eleven hurried out.

Wu Bei raised his brows and remained silent. It was obvious that Luo Xue and Han Wei had done all this.

Zhao Nianxia squatted next to a truck to observe for a few minutes, and said to Wu Bei: I do know the owner of a car repair shop, but they are quite far away from us, I wonder if I can make it in time?

"Trouble!"

Wu Bei nodded his head and cupped his fists.

In fact, he wanted to call Deng Can for help right now, but he felt really embarrassed.

The most important thing is that he always remembers what the old man once said, asking for help will form a habit, which will not only make him lose the ability to face difficulties independently, but also be easy to be led by the nose.

It doesn't matter whether Deng Can is good or bad, but he really doesn't want to owe people too much.

Zhao Nianxia picked up the phone and went to the side to make a call: "Hey Brother Lang, take care of Uncle Lang, let's stop making trouble with you, I need help urgently..."

Wu Bei stomped out the cigarette butts, and distributed them expressionlessly: "Isn't there a small repair shop at the far east end of the market? Yu'er and Shunzi went to borrow tools, and Suizuihui and Shishi went to find a jack. Let's do it ourselves!"

After finishing speaking, Wu Bei rolled up his sleeves and walked directly to a car.

When he was in the army, Wu Bei had some experience with car maintenance, although he was not very proficient, but now he can only be regarded as a dead horse doctor!

"Jingle Bell."

At this moment, Wu Bei's cell phone rang, and seeing that it was Uncle Ren's number, he quickly picked it up: "What's the matter, Uncle?"

"Where is your company..."

The voice on the other end of the phone seemed to be very close at hand. Wu Bei glanced back subconsciously, and saw a dark figure standing not far away. It was Uncle Ren himself..