Xiao Ma narrowed his eyes and turned to look into the darkness in the direction of the bullet.
“Bang bang bang bang!”
Xiao Ma collapsed on the ground with his legs spread like a dustpan. He immediately raised his hand and fired several shots into the darkness, but there was no movement there.
Xiao Ma was shot three times in his left foot at this time. His right foot had been lame three years ago. Now he could not stand up at all. It was a certain death situation. However, Xiao Ma also killed Tan Cheng's men.
There is only one person left.
"boom!"
Another gunshot rang out.
Pony's head tilted, and the bullet passed by his ear. Pony's eyes sharpened, he took out the last pineapple bullet from his pocket and threw it into the darkness.
"boom!"
A flash of fire flashed.
Three years, three years.
Both Tan Cheng and his men have forgotten how brave the pony was back then. The pony with a limp foot is still the pony who enjoys revenge, the one who dared to break into Maple Grove Pavilion to kill people and seek revenge alone.
pony.
Tan Cheng's men turned around and ran away.
"Don't move!" Lin Haiying touched the opponent's back at some point, and pointed a police gun at the back of Tan Cheng's subordinate's head.
"Life is precious, my bullets don't have eyes, put down the gun!" Lin Haiying persuaded in a low voice.
Tan Cheng's men were so frightened by Xiao Ma that they dared to resist, so they immediately threw away their guns. Lin Haiying took out the handcuffs and carefully handcuffed the men behind their backs.
"boom!"
Another bullet was shot out silently. Xiao Ma shrank behind the wall pillar and cursed loudly: "Tan Cheng, is it you? You are a coward. If you have the guts, come out and fight. I asked you to fight."
Legs."
"Boom boom boom boom!"
Suddenly a row of bullets swept out from behind the pony, and the pony turned his head in surprise.
"It's me, let's go!" Xiao Ma was helped up and dragged his body back.
"Brother Hao!" Xiao Ma shouted excitedly.
The person who rescued the pony was none other than Song Zihao. He opened fire and dragged the pony off the pier.
Ma Jun rushed forward quickly, only to find that Song Zihao had already fled in a small boat carrying the pony.
"Damn! He can get away with this." Ma Jun angrily punched the wall pillar next to him.
Li Er walked out of the darkness with an ugly face. There were two bullet holes in his clothes, shot by Song Zihao. Even though he was wearing a bulletproof vest, the impact of the bullets still made Li Er almost vomit blood.
"Tou, I'm sorry, I didn't expect them to retreat so resolutely." Ma Jun said regretfully. He originally wanted to go behind Xiao Ma and make a surprise attack, but he was almost attacked by Song Zihao who suddenly appeared. Fortunately, Ma Jun's reaction
Quickly, he immediately jumped into the sea and swam desperately to the lower seawater.
But by the time the Ma Jun surfaced, Song Zihao had already escaped with the pony.
"It's okay!" Li Er shook his head and said. Ma Jun was covered in seawater. Li Er understood that now is not the time to criticize himself.
Causeway Bay, Wang's Medical Clinic.
"Old Wang, open the door!" Song Zihao knocked on the door urgently.
"Brother Haohao, when did you come back?" A half-bald man opened the door and shouted in surprise.
"It's important to save people!" Song Zihao helped Xiao Ma into the house.
"Brother Hao, isn't this a pony? How could it be like this?" the bald man named Lao Wang asked nervously.
Before Song Zihao opened his mouth to speak, an annoying voice came from the room.
"You damn ghost, why are you making such a fuss in the middle of the night?" A fat woman with curly hair walked out of the room. When she saw the pony covered in blood, she screamed in a sharp voice: "Ah! Wang Jinxi, you are so happy."
You idiot, why did you bring a dying person into your home?"
"Shut up when a man is talking!" Lao Wang raised his eyebrows and cursed angrily.
The fat woman was startled by Lao Wang's sudden tough attitude.
"Wang Jinxi, did you take the wrong medicine?" the fat woman yelled angrily.
With a pale face, Xiao Ma took out the gun from his waist and slapped it on the table. The fat woman's funny little hand paused in mid-air, then she flashed back to the room, closed the door and locked it, even one of her slippers escaped.
in spite of.
"Brother Hao, I'm sorry, this stupid woman is just like that, she doesn't have any bad intentions." Lao Wang said awkwardly.
With a wife like this at home, it’s no wonder that he often goes to the neighbor’s house next door to chat.
"Old Wang, don't say this, help first, Xiao Ma has been shot." Song Zihao said nervously.
"Okay! Brother Hao, as long as you ask, I will do whatever you want." Lao Wang said, turning over a long dining table in the living room, and the reverse side turned out to be an operating bed.
"Brother Hao, let's lift Xiao Ma to the operating bed together first." Lao Wang said and quickly opened the desk. Inside was not a book, but a complete set of surgical tools.
That's right, this Lao Wang is the legendary black doctor. He can do everything from curing flowers and willows to helping people have abortions. As long as he gives money, there is nothing he can't do. Of course, he doesn't dare to accept Song Zihao's money.
"No, I'll do it myself!" Song Zihao picked up the tall pony without using much force and placed him on the operating bed.
Although Xiao Ma was shot multiple times, he was in great spirits. He looked at Song Zihao happily and said with a smile: "Brother Hao, I knew you would definitely come to save me."
Song Zihao stared at Xiao Ma speechlessly, turned to Lao Wang and asked: "Lao Wang, how are you? How sure are you?"
Lao Wang had already used scissors to cut open the clothes where Xiao Ma was shot. At this time, after hearing Song Zihao's question, Lao Wang said in a low voice with an ugly face: "Brother Hao, I'm afraid Xiao Ma's left foot can't be saved."
."
"What did you say?" Song Zihao looked excited and grabbed Lao Wang's lapel and growled. Xiao Ma's right foot was disabled three years ago. If the left foot cannot be saved, then Xiao Ma will have to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair.
Already.
"I'm sorry, Brother Hao. I will try my best to treat him, but the chance of success is extremely small. These are large-caliber warheads, especially these two, which are stuck in the joints." Lao Wang said in a low voice.
"Brother Hao!" Xiao Ma raised his hand with a smile and said, "It's okay. You have to walk with a limp if you are lame on one foot. It doesn't matter if you are lame on both legs. Sitting in a wheelchair will be more comfortable in the future."
"I heard that there is a wheelchair in the United States that can walk with the push of a button. Haha, it's really enjoyable." Xiao Ma could still laugh. He spoke in a relaxed tone, as if it was not his foot that was shot.
"Wang Jinxi, you go ahead and do it. I haven't asked you to pick up a warhead for three years. I've almost forgotten what it feels like." Xiao Ma said with a self-deprecating smile.
"Okay! Xiaoma, I'm going to give you anesthesia right now." Lao Wang said quickly.
"Xiao Ma! I'm sorry for you." Song Zihao whispered with a painful expression.
Xiao Ma waved his hand: "Brother Hao, let's not talk about this anymore. It doesn't matter who is right or wrong among friends."
Song Zihao was silent. He felt that he had been sorry to people all his life. He had been sorry to his family before and now he was sorry to his friends.
"Brother Hao, I always thought that you were more suitable for this world than me. It seems that I was really wrong. You should leave! This world has changed. It is not suitable for you and it is not suitable for me. I can still keep it if I leave now."
A life." Xiao Ma held Song Zihao's hand tightly.
Song Zihao shook his head.
"A Cheng sent people to destroy the United Taxi Company. It seems that he is unwilling to give me a chance to be an ordinary person." Song Zihao closed his eyes and opened them again: "Xiao Ma, why is it so difficult to become a new person?
When you were a bad person, you were scolded all day long. Now you want to change your ways and become a good person, but no one believes in you."
Xiao Ma smiled bitterly and grabbed Song Zihao's hand hard.
"Brother Hao, you know that since I was a child, I have believed in you no matter what you do."
Lao Wang stopped what he was doing, hesitated and couldn't help but said: "Brother Hao, there are actually many brothers who are willing to support you, as long as you are willing."
Song Zihao is no better than Xiao Ma, who is a mere commander. As long as Song Zihao ascends to the top and shouts, his old brothers and friends will have a lot of support for him.
Song Zihao shook his head: "No, since we are brothers, I shouldn't trouble them. We are brothers in our hearts, not for use."
Xiao Ma sighed. He had always known that Song Zihao was a person who shared blessings and had troubles.
Lao Wang was busy until dawn, and then informed Song Zihao with an ugly face that Xiao Ma's life was saved, but his legs would never stand up again, and he would have to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair.
Song Zihao nodded. He borrowed a phone from Lao Wang and dialed a group of numbers.
"Uncle Yao, I am Song Zihao. I mainly want to inform you of one thing today." Song Zihao said calmly.
"I'm going to kill Ah Cheng. Even Jesus can't save him. I, Song Zihao, said so."
