At the entrance of Glen Canyon Storage, more than ten young white men were sitting on motorcycles.
It was obvious that these people were not there to participate in the storage auction. Each of them was covered with tattoos and looked fierce. The only thing missing was the word "I am a bad guy" tattooed on their foreheads.
The leader was a white man in a security uniform. He angrily walked back and forth in front of the crowd like an irascible bull.
A young man with a nose ring could not help but say, "Pickel, can you f * cking sit down? You are making me annoyed by walking around! "
Pickel was the security guard who was reported by Hans yesterday. He said, "I can't sit down, I can't calm down! D * mn it, I have an erupting volcano in my body! "
"Go and masturbate, let the volcano erupt." These words made the young men on the motorcycles burst into laughter.
Pickel stared at them discontentedly and said, "I asked you to help me, not to make fun of me! I was set up, set up by those sons of b * tches! D * mn it, d * mn it! I want revenge! "
"What the hell happened? How did you get fired by that damn baldy Carlos? "a young man asked with a gloomy face.
Pickel said, "I was set up by them. It was a Chinese man. There were four of them in total. These sons of b * tches bribed me to enter the storage company, and then they complained about me!"
"These guys don't follow the rules," someone said.
Pickel said angrily, "Yes, that's right. That's why I asked you to help me deal with them!"
The gloomy young man jumped off the heavy motorcycle. He patted Pickel on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, we hate guys who don't follow the rules the most. Today, we will definitely help you get back at them."
Pickel said, "Thank you, guys. Today, they will have a good time. Ha, I also asked my colleagues to find trouble with them. They will definitely regret it!"
"But how many of them are there? You have to make it clear, "the young man with the nose ring asked cautiously.
Pickel raised his left hand and said, "Four people, a total of four people. Among them, there is a Chinese man who is soft as a worm, just like XI Du."
"So, there are three of them?"
"Yes, they only have three people on their side who can be counted as combat power!" Pikel said with certainty.
A young man with a cigarette in his mouth said, "Then what are you waiting for? When he comes, we will teach him a lesson together. We must let them know how powerful the Page Wolf Pack is! "
"Page Wolf Pack, howl!"
"Kill them, awooo!"
"Let these sons of b * tches go to hell! Ahwooh!"
Not long after, the Iron Knight's majestic figure turned a corner on the road and entered the parking lot.
Seeing the car, Pikel's eyes were filled with unforgettable hatred. He shouted, "This is their car! It's this bastard! "
There were not many treasure hunters who could afford to drive an Iron Knight, and even fewer who could bear to drive an Iron Knight to do the dirty work. Li Du was the only one who was participating in the auction.
After listening to Pikel's words, the youths jumped off their motorcycles one after another. The youth with the cigarette in his mouth took two deep puffs, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and said fiercely, "Let's go, you hungry wolves!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a Volvo truck turned onto the road and followed the Iron Knight into the parking lot.
Behind it was a Kenworth truck, and then a Ford truck drove in, followed by a Scania truck.
Just like that, one after another, after the Iron Knight appeared, the trucks continued to appear. There were more than 20 of them, and the youths were dazzled.
The young man with the nose ring looked at the trucks in shock. He muttered, "Oh, d * mn, what kind of stupid truck rally is this?"
"Pickel, didn't you say there were only four of them? And one of them is a soft-footed shrimp?! "The gloomy young man said angrily.
Pickel, the security guard, was also shocked. He said, "Really, there are only four of them. Could it be that it's not these people?"
The Iron Knight stopped and pushed open the door. The four people jumped down. A young Chinese man walked toward them in high spirits. Beside him was an even more energetic big cat and a plump raccoon.
Behind him were two mighty and domineering men. One of them was enormous, his muscles as solid as a boulder, and he walked with a majestic gait.
The other one was even scarier. He looked ferocious, and his eyes were ferocious. He looked at everyone as if they were his father's murderer. A few of the youths looked at him, and suddenly felt weak in their legs and cold all over.
It wasn't just these four people. The other trucks drove in and stopped, and people got down from them. There were a total of 40 people.
Li Du led the way, with Godzilla and Big Quinn on his left and right. Behind them were more than 30 strong treasure hunters. They strode over with a terrifying momentum!
A young man pushed Pickel and said angrily, "F * ck, b * stard, these are the four people you were talking about?"
"There are 40 f * cking people, right? Are they really treasure hunters? "
"Bullsh * t, I think they're gangsters who are here to fight for territory! I've seen Russian gangsters in Las Vegas, and they're like this! "
"That Chinese guy leading the way is soft? F * ck your f * cking chain kick. He's f * cking harder than any of us! "
Facing an opponent who was far superior in terms of numbers and strength, the group of young wolves was silent.
Although these youths were in the prime of their lives, most of them were addicted to alcohol and women, and their physical fitness was average.
Treasure hunters were different. They usually did rough work, and each of them was strong and muscular!
Li Du and Hans saw the security guard and walked over with the others. Li Du asked, "Hey, buddy, what are you doing here?"
Hans added, "You haven't been fired yet? Seems like your company's efficiency is very low. "
Pickel recalled the fear of being dominated the day before as he faced a crowd of people, especially Godzilla and Big Quinn who were looking down at him.
"I, I, I …" He swallowed his saliva, and couldn't find a good reason.
The gloomy young man forced a smile. He patted Pickel's shoulder and said, "My buddy is here to apologize to you. You guys had a misunderstanding yesterday, right?"
Li Du sneered. How could he not guess the other party's intention? Looking at these young men on motorcycles, covered in tattoos, he knew that they were up to no good.
But he didn't care. He said, "Misunderstanding? No, we didn't have a misunderstanding. You don't need to apologize. I won't forgive you. It's better to let your boss … "
"No misunderstanding? Oh, then it seems that our arrival was a misunderstanding. "The young man didn't wait for Pickel to finish his sentence. He then waved his hand and said," Buddies, let's go! "
Just like that, a line of motorcycles rumbled. The young men got on the motorcycles at lightning speed and left. Soon, even their figures disappeared.
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