Chapter 1121 Smile is the language spoken all over the world
In Hong Kong Central, in a song and dance hall facing the street.
It wasn't open yet at noon, so it was dark inside, except for a few bored young and Dangerous guys chatting listlessly near the entrance on the first floor.
One of them looked like a skinny monkey, holding a cigarette in his mouth and said angrily: "Damn, those Nanyang monkeys are really beasts."
Another young and Dangerous boy reminded: "Stop saying a few words. I heard that those Nanyang monkeys have a lot of background. Uncle Li has to let them go. Why do we, a street boy, care about so many things?"
As he finished speaking, a woman's scream suddenly came from inside. Several young and Dangerous boys at the door couldn't help but look back when they heard it.
They all yelled "beast" in unison.
Just at this moment, a car stopped in front of the door.
A man in a Chinese-style coat came out, about fifty years old, spinning an iron ball in his hand.
I also heard shouting as soon as I entered the door, and I couldn't help but frown.
The bed was in a mess, the two girls were tied up, their bodies were bruised and bruised, and they were tortured terribly.
Ma Zai screamed, with a look of astonishment on his face.
Ma Zai laughed dryly: "Mr. Wahid, you are so unhappy." Ma Zai was not completely frightened yet.
The two people were still in a trance. It wasn't until they heard a series of honking of horns from the front that they woke up.
The scene inside is unsightly.
Qiqing, the fire fox, was sitting under the front seat of the bicycle, just like Qiha.
He emptied the magazine in one breath and made a "click" sound before he stopped. Taking advantage of that opportunity, Wei Mao, who had retreated with Wei Mao, also took out a knife and rushed towards the other Nanyang man.
The man who was shot looked horrified, while the other man was dumbfounded. Seeing that Brother Sheng had been shot and fell to the ground, Ma Zai breathed a sigh of relief.
Although it was cloudy, it was still too cold outside for Qiqing, who came from the northeast.
Although Uncle Li's knife penetrated my calf, it penetrated along the top of my foot and severely pierced the wooden floor.
That's a big deal.
Although Ma Zai was beaten, my reaction was quick.
At the last moment, the red light turned green, and the young and Dangerous boy crossed the intersection on his bicycle.
"Bang bang bang bang. Kaka"
At this time, there was another scream inside.
It's just that for a while, when no one was around, I got angry, as if I didn't care if someone was in bad hands.
A hoarse voice came from outside the door. "Get back."
There was a loud gunshot, and the bullet hit Uncle Li in the abdomen.
Blood spurted out from the wound, covering my body and face.
"Uncle Li, what should we do now? You have lost track of us, old and young." One of the younger ones frowned, as if he noticed something.
Uncle Li seemed to have heard him, with a butterfly knife stained with blood in his hand. He turned over a knife and rushed straight to Ma Zai.
Ma Zai wiped the dense hair under his head, smiled, and was making tea. If it is difficult to doubt, this person specializes in forcing girls into prostitution.
However, he still fell to Ma Zai regardless of the cost, and using the strength of his fall, he inserted the butterfly knife in his hand into Ma Zai's calf.
The tea cup and tea tray under the coffee table fell to the floor, and a pot of cold water that had just been boiled crashed into the raw man's body.
But now is the time to think about that, and you must deal with the scene immediately. You immediately hid in front of the desk, opened the drawer on the right, and took out a pistol from the outside.
Uncle Li had a sullen face, got into the car, threw the keys to an older brother, and walked out in a hurry.
I laughed and said, "Your people haven't run out of clues yet." It's time to cover it up when the police arrive.
Uncle Li was lying on the ground and moving, a pool of blood slowly spreading on his body.
There were lights on outside, and it was all white. "Ah Sheng, how is the situation?"
He glanced at the banging door.
The man came back to his senses and lifted the coffee table behind him in his busy schedule.
A scream of "Ah".
However, I didn't expect that when I endured the severe pain, jumped over on one leg to open the door and still reacted, I was kicked away!
Go to the private room inside and push the door open.
This aura of looking forward to death is as if I don't have the hatred of killing my father or seizing my wife.
Uncle Li who was driving took out a box of Marlboros from his pocket and gave one to the elder brother next to him.
Ma Zai had thought that Uncle Li would come up to me. He wanted to dodge forward, but he got caught by a chair and stumbled.
He wanted to take the opportunity to rush out, but unexpectedly, he was stabbed in the waist and fell to the ground with a scream after taking only two steps.
I applied the brakes and stopped.
Then there was a "puff" sound, and the knife was stabbed into the chest of a Nanyang man.
None of the eight people outside the house thought that such a situation would suddenly occur. Ma Zai's eyes widened in disbelief.
Uncle Li, who was already angry, suddenly became angry.
But I also wanted to understand that Uncle Li was a senior I valued very much. I asked myself if I had ever treated him badly, and I completely wondered why Brother Tong Sheng wanted to kill me.
After a while, Uncle Li and seven others drove up behind the door of the song and dance hall. They opened their small mouths in an image, stuck out their tongues, and gasped.
Ma Zai gritted his teeth and pulled out the butterfly knife from under the floor, jumped on one leg and opened the door. If there were any nonsense like "stop, don't move", he raised his hand and shot forward.
Outside my office
Seven people were killed, and shots were fired.
However, Uncle Li only swayed for a moment and felt pain just like Brother Sheng who had been splashed with cold water just now.
On Uncle Li's side, one stab hit him, followed by two more, killing him. In the door of my car, there was a handsome man riding a bicycle!
Lust flashed in Uncle Li's eyes, and he said: "Beautiful man, what's the matter?"
Only then did Wei Mao react. When Wei Mao left the door just now, he locked the door behind him. There was a "bang" sound.
Just now we have threatened and intimidated, and we have also tried to get any useless information from this taxi driver.
In addition to Wei Mao, these two Nanyang people are also there.
Uncle Li cursed in a low voice: "These idiots are so screwed up, how can I do business?"
The two skinny Nanyang men seemed to be paying attention. One of them put on his trousers, walked behind Ma Zai, and exclaimed: "Their men are quite tasty, white and clean, with fine skin and tender flesh."
At the same time, this male student rushed towards me.
At this moment, when the gunshots were heard, Brother Sheng upstairs had not yet rushed down, banging on the door with all his strength.
Instead, an even fiercer glare erupted in his eyes, and he continued to attack with the knife.
However, the more it is like that, the more terrifying it becomes.
Wei Mao took two steps at a time to reach the seventh floor. After reaching the door at the outermost end of the corridor, he took a deep breath and raised his hand to knock on the door.
The two Ma Dongmei felt that they were not in a trance behind their eyes, as colorful lights appeared around Wei Maochun.
Youchi said in a trembling voice: "Ah Sheng~ Ah Sheng~ what does he want to do? Is he crazy!"
Just at that time, there was a red light at the intersection behind.
The driver grabbed the steering wheel impatiently and said, "What else can we do? Let's go back first."
When several young and Dangerous boys heard the noise, they immediately stood up and called out "Uncle Li".
The man wore his hair in a low ponytail and had a cold smile on his pretty face. The two Nanyang natives also looked at Uncle Li and the others.
Seeing this, Ma Zai frowned.
However, Uncle Li didn't have any expression, his eyes were fierce, and he didn't have any crazy and bloodthirsty mood.
Bang~
Uncle Li took a step to the side, stepped back from Ma Dongmei who came down with me, and then closed the door with his backhand.
I didn't have much time to stand outside. When Ma Dongmei saw me at the door, she immediately nodded and bowed.
Ma Zai hurriedly pulled the trigger "bang bang bang" and fired eight shots in succession. Only one shot missed. The other two shots hit the chest and the right shoulder.
Although when I was young, I was a fierce man who could kill a whole street by myself. But when I turned around, I was stunned for a moment.
< br> Although Uncle Li knows pain, he is still a human being after all.
Sitting on the ground, breathing heavily, as the adrenaline disappeared, I felt a sharp pain in my feet.
Not caring about the pain, he still stabbed the Nanyang man with his knife. Ma Zai ignored the severe pain in his feet and immediately shot again.
Behind the window, there is a mahogany desk. Behind the desk, there is a set of Chinese mahogany sofas, which makes the whole room look less cramped.
Uncle Li twisted the handle, pushed the door open and retreated, calling out "Ma Tsai". Except for a bodyguard beside him, he didn't let anyone else follow him.
The front waist was placed under the wooden armrest of the sofa, and the foot with the butterfly knife stuck in it was also stepped on the ground, and blood suddenly flowed out.
Ma Zai was disgusted, but he knew that the other party was from Subian, and he was someone I could offend.
Ma Zai is so happy from the bottom of his heart, how can he do business if he takes a penny and treats people like that?
Saying that, he walked inside.
But when I was waiting for me to speak, Uncle Li suddenly rushed back, took out a butterfly knife from his arms, and threw out a ball of knife flowers in a dizzying manner.
At the same time, under a well-known Corolla car, two Ma Dongmei looked depressed.
Wahid smiled meaningfully, trying not to hide his happiness for Wei Mao. He reached out and picked up the undergarment thrown beside him, and while pulling it on, he asked: "Have you found the person?"
The two dark-skinned Nanyang guys had just finished their work and were getting dressed. However, Wei Mao looked like he had blood muscles!
He was shot eight times in a row, his body was covered in blood, and his body was crumbling.
The pot of boiling water must not be 100 degrees, but it must be 40 to 40 degrees. If it is poured under the body, even if the flesh is split open, it will be burned to the point of screaming.
Uncle Li was stunned for a moment. Hearing the beep sound in front of him, he immediately started the car and drove back.
I saw several Wei Mao rushing back from the door, and they actually held me down like wolves and tigers.
Suddenly, no one knocked on the roof of my car.
You smiled at the two people outside the car.
This man never imagined that Wei Mao was so brave.
When Young and Dangerous speaks, you understand Cantonese, but you know that smile is a language spoken all over the world.
Wei Mao, however, held back his hand and stabbed him several times before taking one stab.
The office outside is quite small, about seventy square meters, and facing the door is a window facing the street.
What to do next? I still have a headache.
I asked Uncle Li to step back, but I asked Uncle Li's eldest brother to step back.
But now it's the same as in the past. The ten-year-old boy has picked up the sword, and he has already had the bloody courage he had back then.
The young and Dangerous boy was riding his bicycle quickly behind, waiting for us to pass before continuing to follow.