When they met a close friend, they had a few glasses of wine. Zhao Changqi and Lin Ruhai became more and more speculative. They felt that they had met too late and drank a lot of wine. The two of them prepared three bottles of Maotai. Lin Ruhai was not happy yet and yelled to have another bottle. However, Zhao Changqi considered that he was planning to invite Xie Lanlan to dinner at night, and was drunk and a little abrupt, so he stopped Lin Ruhai who was insisting on drinking. The two of them ate something casually and planned to leave the hotel.

When he arrived at the front desk of the hotel, Lin Ruhai swiped his card to pay the bill. The foreman wearing a cheongsam exposed his big white legs chatted with Zhao Changgui, and kept asking him to come often in the future. Before leaving, he even sent the tender white gusts to Zhao Changgui and wanted to shake hands with him and say goodbye.

Zhao Changqi politely held the foreman's soft little hand, and suddenly felt a small piece of paper in his palm. He sneered in his heart and didn't say anything.

"Hehe, brother, I think that the foreman is probably interested in you. What did she give you just now? Take it out and take a look."

As soon as he walked out of the hotel gate and turned a corner, he came to a relatively secluded street. Lin Ruhai looked at Zhao Changgui with a smirk and said.

"Damn, your eyes are poisonous enough, and you can see this." Zhao Changqi smiled and spread the paper ball in his hand. There was a phone number on it, and a skewed sentence: "I have an agreement with God."

"Oh. This is asking you for an appointment! It's quite romantic. I have an agreement with God! Brother, you are lucky! It's a pity that I am, and I'm still a bachelor!" Lin Ruhai said with envy.

"Tsk! I really don't like that kind of snobbishness. She has an agreement with God, and she should go to God. It's boring."

Zhao Changqi put the paper ball in the palm of his hand and a pinch of his palms. The paper ball suddenly turned into powder and drifted away with the wind.

"Damn! Boss, don't interfere. You don't understand the charm at all! If you don't go to hang up, you won't allow me to go? Why can I get a spare tire, right?" Lin Ruhai said with regret, and handed the bank card in his pocket to Zhao Changgui.

"What does it mean?" Zhao Changqi asked in confusion as he looked at the bank card.

"This money was originally planned to be given out. Now my brother promised to help me. It will definitely cost a lot of money to handle the money from top to bottom. I can't let my brother work hard and pay for it, right?"

Lin Ruhai stuffed the card directly into Zhao Changgui's pocket.

"Okay, let this money be given to me first, and I will pay it back to you after finishing it."

Zhao Changqi is not a pretentious lover. He is now anxious to use money. Although the hospitalization fees of those villagers are exempted, he still owes four motorcycles in General Hall! Besides, if he really wants to form an engineering team, he also needs start-up funds. Wires, cables, vibrators, plate vibrators, safety helmets, safety belts, water shoes, and other messy labor tools, labor protection supplies, and workers’ wages that need to be paid, etc. What is the money for a lot of things?

In addition, once things get done, he runs back and forth in Furong Town and Zhaozhuang all day long, and he has to get a car.

At this time, the two were walking on a road closer to the People's Hospital. Although the road was relatively wide, there were only two lanes. There were no special sidewalks on both sides of the road. They were all tall white walls, making the road that was not wide look like a relatively wide alley. Therefore, this street is called Hutong Road.

It was around 3:00 pm, when the road was relatively loose, the cars were sparse and there were not many pedestrians.

Crossing this section of the road is a bustling intersection, and the two plan to part ways there. Lin Ruhai is going to return to the Qingyun Garden construction site to wait for news about Zhao Changqi, and Zhao Changqi plans to go to the People's Hospital.

Just when the two walked to the middle of the broad alley, Zhao Changqi suddenly saw seven or eight young people walking across from each other, arrogantly lined up, blocking the road that was already not wide. The car driver who was blocked by them anxiously pressed the horn, but when he saw several bald people, the bald heads, which were dyed, was not like a good person, and he did not dare to get off the car to argue.

When Zhao Changgui saw the few people, he was stunned because these people were the seven or eight young people blocking the hospital door, for the sake of the bald man, holding a cigarette in his mouth and a bandage on his neck, and looking like anyone who was unwilling to accept it would come up and try it.

Lin Ruhai also felt nervous and asked Zhao Changqi beside him worriedly: "It's not Xia Baishu's person again, right?"

Zhao Changqi scratched his little flat head and said, "I don't know." Then he continued to walk forward. He didn't take these few heads of garlic in his eyes. He could turn them all over with his eyes closed.

Lin Ruhai had no choice but to bite the bullet and move forward side by side with Zhao Changqi. Since he was a brother, he didn't want to be a coward.

At this moment, the two suddenly appeared at the seven or eight young people walking towards them, and suddenly their faces changed, and then turned their heads and ran away, as if they had seen a ghost. The originally neat horizontal lineup immediately turned into a scattered column. The cars blocked by them saw a crack and immediately passed through their bodies.

"Brother, you are so amazing! These guys pissed off when they saw you! Haha!" Lin Ruhai excitedly patted Zhao Changqi's shoulder beside him and said.

"Forget it. We are fake tiger power."

As Zhao Changqi spoke, he suddenly turned his head and looked behind him. He saw that there were more than thirty people dozens of meters behind them, and three neatly lined up columns to walk towards them along the side of the road.

Lin Ruhai turned his head and saw the crowd behind him. The heart that had just been relieved immediately rose again. He was wondering in his heart: What the hell is going on? It seems like it is a front and back attack, but why did the guy in front suddenly run away?

Just when the two were a little confused, a Poussan, who had just emerged from behind seven or eight people in front, suddenly roared and bumped into the two!

"Does go!"

Zhao Changqi suddenly shouted loudly, and at the same time, his right foot suddenly kicked Lin Ruhai's crotch. Lin Ruhai immediately flew under the corner of the wall on the right side of the road, eliminating the misfortune of becoming a ghost under the car.

While Zhao Changqi kicked Lin Ruhai away, he suddenly turned his body to the side with the help of a reaction force and landed on the side of the road on the left.

Pousan roared past the two of them!

Zhao Changqi was about to raise his foot and chase Pusan ​​when suddenly a black muzzle and a angular face appeared out of the car window!

The black muzzle pointed directly at Zhao Changqi, a sneer appeared on his angular face, and his right hand pulled the trigger without hesitation!

"Mom!" Zhao Changqi cursed inwardly!

From that clear and angular face full of coldness and iron blood, Zhao Changqi felt a long-lost and familiar crisis! The other party is a professional killer master and must have received special military training! It is so difficult to escape from such a gunman!

At this moment, a Wuling Light van suddenly rushed past Zhao Changliu. The driver in the car seemed to have found something abnormal, and wanted to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible and drive the car very quickly!

Zhao Changguren's eyes were fast, his legs suddenly bounced on the ground, and his hands quickly grabbed the car window where Wuling's light was open, and his body was swaying, hanging onto the side of Wuling's light like a ring athlete.

"Puff! Puff! Puff!" Several consecutive dull gunshots echoed in the broad alley. Zhao Changqi knew that there was a silencer on the gun without looking at it.

There were ding-kang clang sounds, and all seven bullets hit Wuling's light, lined up in a straight line on the body of the car, like an irregular ellipsis.

The driver on Wuling's Light was an ordinary small contractor. He had never seen this situation before. His mind was blank. Even Zhao Changgui, who was hanging on the side of the car, forgot to pay attention to it. He howled and subconsciously stepped on the accelerator to the bottom. Wuling's Light was like a wild horse that broke away from its reins, rushed forward roaringly, and instantly caught up with Pusan ​​in front and walked along with Pusan.

Zhao Changgui, who was hanging on the side of Wuling's Light, saw through the car window that the killer inside Poussan was quickly changing the magazines for the pistol.

Opportunities must not be missed, and no more mistakes will come!

Zhao Changqi suddenly pressed his arms on the Wuling Light car window, and his agile body soared into the air, as if an eagle that had cut through the sky fell onto the roof of Poussan's car in an instant.

The young killer, who was about to turn the gun and shoot at the roof of Poussan, suddenly a powerful hand popped out of the roof of the car, grabbed his wrist holding the gun! The killer suddenly felt a great force coming from the big hand. His wrist seemed to be hurting like a tight spell, but he did not let go and let the gun in his hand fall to the ground!

Zhao Changqi spread his legs and tightly clamped the sides of the roof of Poussan with his feet. He stretched his body to the left, stretched his left hand, grabbed the killer's right hand holding the gun in his hand, and quickly stretched his right hand on his back, and a cylindrical object immediately appeared in his right hand.

Zhao Changqi swung his right hand in the void, and the cylinder in his hand popped out with a bang, turning into a short spear of more than 60 cm. The diamond-shaped spear tip shone in the sun, snatching eyes!

Zhao Changqi waved his right arm and stabbed the short spear in his hand into the roof of Poussan's car!

With a "click", the short gun pierced through the thin iron sheet on the roof of Poussan without any obstacles, and directly pierced into the driver's right shoulder. The collarbone was cut into two pieces by the sharp spear tip!

A shrill howl came from Poussan. Poussan suddenly swayed on the road like a headless fly. Finally, he hit the wall on one side, knocking a large piece of the white wall. The front of the car was also shrunk into a pool of shit. His motive suddenly turned off and he lost his temper.

Just as Poussan hit the wall, Zhao Changqi grabbed the killer's left hand and threw the killer out of the car window.

The killer was tough and was thrown out of the car and rolled on the road a few times. Then he quickly stood up, swung his muzzle, and pointed it at Zhao Changliu, who had jumped off the roof of the car again.

At this time, the Wuling Light had already roared away like lightning. Other social vehicles also moved forward, and some were reversing on the spot, and they quickly left the scene.

Some passers-by who were planning to come and watch the fun were already scattered. These people also understood that watching the fun can be watched, and watching the gunfight is to seek death! No one's bullets don't have eyes. If they are accidentally hit by stray bullets, they will not be able to find a place to cry.

Only those men in black who were originally walking behind Zhao Changqi and Lin Ruhai, who were lined up in three columns quickly accelerated their pace and stood behind the killer, staring silently at Zhao Changqi not far away in front of them.

The seven or eight gangsters who had walked towards Zhao Changqi before saw the lively fight here, but no one chased them, so they stopped and hid in the distance, watching the movements here, and kept talking in their mouths.
Chapter completed!