Chapter 92 Famous Scene: Duan Kun, Liang Kun, Crow Fly
Chapter 92 Famous Scenes: Duan Kun, Liang Kun, Wuying
Not long after.
People gather in the lobby.
A horseman carried a canvas bag and threw it in front of them, making a "clinking" sound of metal.
Duan Kun squatted down and opened the zipper, took out the shotgun and threw it to Liang Kun, quickly dividing the equipment inside.
"Holy shit!"
Hao Hao stood aside with his hands behind his back and his head held high, looking at the empty canvas bag, then at Ji Bu, Wu Ying, and A Ji:
"Duan Kun, you didn't even give them a gun to three of them!"
Said.
He stepped forward, reached out and took the big black star from Ma Zai's hand, patted his cheek: "Hahaha" and then threw the big black star to Ji Bu.
Ji Bu was not polite and put the gun away.
"Let's go."
Without even looking at them, Hao Hao strode outside and said, "Just follow me in your car."
A group of about ten people drove out in three cars one after another.
inside the car.
"Give me the gun."
Ji Bu threw the big black star to Aji: "Since Duan Kun is leading the team, let's just follow his instructions and do things. Don't take the lead."
Aji nodded and threw the big black star to Wuying: "You can take it, I still like to use a knife."
"Brother, I will keep it for you first."
Wuying was not polite and tucked the big black star into the waistband of his trousers: "Let me tell you, this guy is as bad as a lunatic and quite interesting. He knows how to share our guns."
Wuying's boxing and kicking skills are not good, so having a gun is the best thing.
"how?"
Ji Bu glanced at him sideways: "Then let you exchange feelings with him later?"
"Go to the street."
Wuying rolled his eyes resentfully: "Boss, are you willing to abandon me?!"
"hehe."
Ji Bu smiled and said no more.
Compared with the relaxed atmosphere here, Liangkun's car seems much duller.
Everyone was silent, either checking the firearms in their hands, or wiping their machetes, and everyone was doing their own thing.
"Baguan."
Liangkun stared at Ji Bu's car in the rearview mirror with a dark look: "Please be more careful about our actions later."
"ah?"
Ba Guan glanced at Liang Kun's eyes and immediately nodded knowingly: "Brother Kun, don't worry, if there is a chance, haha"
The convoy moved quickly through the night.
Kaohsiung.
city center.
Nightclub sign with flashing neon lights.
Private room on the second floor.
Several people were sitting inside, smoking cigarettes.
"Brother Ren."
Ah Qing huddled on the stool and smoked a cigarette, his eyes flickering: "I'm the one causing trouble for you this time."
"Don't worry."
Gao Guoren patted A Qing on the shoulder: "As long as I'm here, they won't dare to do anything to you. Let's go outside to avoid the limelight during this period. When the matter is settled, you can come back."
"Eh."
Ah Qing nodded and smoked.
Not long after.
Ma Zi opened the door and came in: "Brother Ren, Ajian's people are here and want to see you."
"them?"
Gao Guoren frowned: "How do they know I'm here?"
"Let them go?"
"Come in."
Gao Guoren thought for a moment and waved his hand: "Let brothers be smarter."
"Brother Ren."
When Ah Qing saw this posture, he stood up and said, "Should I avoid it first?"
"It's okay. This is our territory. I'm afraid they won't dare to do anything to you. Don't worry, I'm here."
The entrance to the nightclub.
Hao Hao drove the car to the gate, opened the door with a cigarette in his mouth, walked out and walked to Ma Zai at the gate with his head held high.
He took out a wad of banknotes from his pocket, started counting them one by one, slapped them on the table, and put them in front of Ma Zai:
"Take care of the car, or I'll break your legs!"
"Hahaha"
Then he walked inside without looking back.
behind.
Duan Kun, Liang Kun, and Ji Bu followed in sequence, while the others stayed in the car, waiting for orders from inside.
Under the leadership of Ma Zai, the four of them went to the private room on the second floor and searched the door to make sure there was no one there before letting them in.
"yo"
Gao Guoren sat on the sofa, crossed his legs, and glanced at the white-haired bad guy: "It's you."
"Hahaha"
Bad and bad ignored him, walked straight to A Qing, leaned over and looked at him: "A Qing, our boss asked you so many times, why do you never read back every time?"
"Do we have to come to your door?"
Ah Qing's eyes flickered, and he looked at Gao Guoren for help.
"snort."
Naughty sneered, raised his head proudly, and stood aside with his hands behind his back.
"Brother Ren, right?"
Duan Kun stood up, sat down opposite Gao Guoren and lit a cigarette: "Let's talk about the matter directly."
"There is something wrong with our goods. It has something to do with him. We want to take away the person."
"Who are you?"
Gao Guoren glanced at Duan Kun, who also had white hair, and said in a playful tone: "Why haven't I heard that Ajian still has White Hair No. 1 in his hand before?"
"It doesn't matter who I am."
Duan Kun leaned forward, his eyes half covered by the bangs hanging down from his forehead: "The important thing is that A Qing swallowed our goods, and I have to take him away."
behind.
Ji Bu and Liangkun stood behind him without speaking.
"It seems that you are the boss?"
Gao Guoren glanced at the two people standing behind Duan Kun, straightened his back by pressing his knees: "I have already said that A Qing has nothing to do with your goods."
"Our Beiguan never does any business related to flour or arms. We won't do it if we say we won't do it. You have found the wrong person."
"I said."
Duan Kun repeated in an extremely stiff tone: "People, we want to take them away."
"impossible."
When Gao Guoren saw his tone, he shook his head and said firmly: "You can't take this person away."
"No need to talk?"
"No need to talk!"
"hehe."
Duan Kun took a puff of his cigarette, glanced at Gao Guoren, stood up, went to the window, and looked at the cars parked outside:
"Then what if I say that people must be taken away today?"
"You can try."
The atmosphere in the private room suddenly became deadlocked.
Outside the nightclub.
In the car.
Ba Guan was sitting in the passenger seat and kept looking inside the nightclub. When he saw Duan Kun appearing at the window, he immediately stood up:
"Copycat, rush in with me!"
This is their signal to take action.
The last car.
Wuying watched the car in front of him start to get out of the car. He reached for his lower back and was about to take out his gun, but was held down by Aji.
"What's the rush?"
Aji rarely spoke: "Just follow them. The leader is Duan Kun. Why are you rushing to the crazy line?"
When Wuying thought that this was the case, he stopped worrying. After all their people got off, the two of them got out of the car.
With a shotgun wrapped in newspaper under his arm, Baguan led the team and rushed into the nightclub. The dozen or so people were very fast.
Ma Zai inside looked at the dozen or so people who suddenly rushed in and didn't understand what was going on.
He stepped forward and was about to speak when Baguan knocked him to the ground with the butt of his rifle and walked quickly towards the private room on the second floor.
Wuying and Aji were hanging at the back of the team, just barely able to keep up.
"This room."
Ba Guan came to the second floor, relied on his senses to locate the private room where Duan Kun and the others were, kicked open the door and rushed in:
"Be honest and don't fucking move!"
"Don't move!"
As soon as a dozen or so people poured out, the originally spacious private room became crowded in an instant.
"People, I have to take them away."
Duan Kun stepped in front of Gao Guoren and looked at him condescendingly: "If you don't let me take him away, then there is nothing we can do."
"how?"
Gao Guoren glanced at the group of people who rushed in, and raised his eyebrows at Duan Kun: "How dare these few people come to cause trouble for us in the North Hall?"
"Man, you really can't take me away today!"
He got angry and yelled: "Boys, come out to work!"
immediately.
From the bathroom inside the private room, several men armed with shotguns rushed out.
In the aisle.
The sound of dense footsteps sounded, and many horsemen with equipment rushed over quickly, blocking the corridor in an instant.
The two parties immediately began to confront each other.
"hehe."
Gao Guoren skillfully took the shotgun from Ma Zai's hand and pointed the barrel at Duan Kun: "Come on, tell me if you can take this person away today."
"The Yan family shovel!"
Duan Kun's face quickly darkened, and he looked at the dense crowd: "You are playing with me, and I don't have anyone?"
"hold head high."
Gao Guoren raised his hand to move the barrel of the gun and loaded the bullet: "Come on, let's have some fun? With a guy like you, who can watch it?"
Follow.
He pressed the muzzle of the gun down and pulled the trigger directly. Fire shot out, and Duan Kun trembled amidst the spray of gunpowder smoke.
"Boom!"
Gao Guoren raised the butt of his gun and hit Duan Kun in the face, knocking him to the ground.
As Duan Kun fell to the ground, the team's momentum, which was already a bit weaker, was once again suppressed.
Duan Kun climbed up on the ground, wiped the blood seeping from the corner of his torn eyebrow, and was again pointed at his forehead by the muzzle of the shotgun.
"Come, tell me, are you afraid of death?"
Gao Guoren licked his lips, looked at Duan Kun with twinkling eyes, and then looked at Liangkun and Ji Bu behind him:
"Guess, do I dare to shoot you?!"
Ji Bu and Liangkun both looked at Duan Kun at the same time.
Duan Kun was sweating on his forehead and stared at Gao Guoren without saying a word.
"Drop all the guns for me."
Gao Guoren shouted, and the horse boys stepped forward and snatched their guys away: "You think I didn't guess that you were coming to rob someone? I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
"The accent you speak with doesn't sound local, right?"
He directly put the muzzle of the gun on Duan Kun's forehead, and increased the force a bit: "Don't say that I bullied you, kneel down and admit your mistake, and you can take your people away."
"Otherwise, I will beat you to death right now, and none of your people will be able to escape!!"
Gao Guoren raised his feet and stepped on the bar, full of momentum, and turned to look at Bad Bad: "The person you are looking for is not good?!"
"Kneel down!"
"Kneel down!"
All the horses shouted in unison, their momentum reaching its peak.
"..."
Duan Kun's lips trembled, beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and he didn't speak for a long time.
The dozen or so people behind him saw that Duan Kun had not spoken for a long time, and their momentum became even more sluggish.
"Grass!"
Ji Bu looked at Duan Kun, who was sweating on his forehead, and growled: "The Yan family shovel, Brother Kun asked you to come here to do things, not his mother who asked you to come here to stand for punishment!"
Duan Kun is leading the team. If he doesn't speak for a long time, the team will be completely disbanded today.
This matter is completely impossible to handle.
Duan Kun breathed heavily, feeling the shotgun on his forehead, and then looked at Gao Guoren with his finger on the trigger, still saying nothing.
"Grass!"
Ji Bu yelled: "Do it!" He flew out and threw A Qing to the ground.
Following Ji Bu's roar, the originally peaceful scene suddenly became agitated.
"Bang!"
I don't know who fired the shot, and the originally small private room fell into chaos, but no one fired again because it couldn't be used.
Ji Bu threw Ah Qing to the ground, strangled Ah Qing's neck with his left hand, picked up the ashtray on the ground with his right hand and smashed it on Ah Qing's head. Blood instantly covered Ah Qing's face.
"Don't fucking move!"
Ji Bu smashed the ashtray and put the sharp glass slit on A Qing's neck: "Don't move if you don't want him to die!"
As he spoke, he helped A Qing get up from the ground. Wu Ying and Aji immediately came to his side, holding A Qing and leaning outside:
"We're leaving!"
"Brother Ren! Brother Ren!"
Ah Qing's body twitched and his words trembled: "Help me, help me!"
Gao Guoren stared at Ji Bu with a gloomy face, but did not make any move. Many horses surrounded him and moved with them.
soon.
They left the nightclub and approached the car.
"Open the door!"
Ji Bu shouted Wuying, and Aji got into the cab, and Wuying opened the door of the van.
"stop!"
Gao Guoren yelled and signaled Ma Zai to surround the people: "Give me the men, and I'll let you go!"
"Walk!"
Ji Bu pushed Ah Qing into the car with his backhand and closed the door with a strong pull.
Ah Ji glanced at Ji Bu and stepped on the accelerator with his right foot. Ma Zai, who was about to rush up to block the traffic, was knocked away by the car.
"Grass!"
When Gao Guoren saw A Qing being pushed into the car, he raised his shotgun, pointed it at Ji Bu and fired directly.
The moment Ji Bu pushed the door open, he had already rolled towards the back of the car to see if he had escaped the bullets.
"Kick them to death!"
Gao Guoren roared angrily, and many of the horsemen who were originally afraid of Ah Qing started to charge with knives.
For a while.
Their team was instantly dispersed, and everyone fled around, panicking and choosing their own way. However, Gao Guoren's team was extremely brave, and someone was cut down from time to time.
Baguan ran the fastest, but seeing the people behind him chasing after him, he realized that Jibu and Wuying were beside him.
The group of people behind were all coming for him.
"Grass!"
He cursed: "Ji Bu, can you fucking stop running with me!" Then he decisively diverged from Ji Bu at the intersection ahead.
It really works wonders.
The group of people behind really all chased Ji Bu.
"Huhu."
Ji Bu opened his mouth and gasped loudly. He glanced at the chasing horse behind him and shouted to Wuying:
"Run separately."
"Boss."
Who knew who had pulled Wuying's coat off, and someone had slashed his arm with a knife? He was in such a state of embarrassment that he was out of breath when he spoke: "I"
"Run separately!"
Ji Bu glanced at the intricate alley in front of him and growled: "Look for a car, pick me up in the alley!"
"Um."
Wuying hesitated for a moment, then dispersed and ran to the other side, while Jibu plunged into the alley.
"Da da da"
The sound of rapid footsteps echoed in the alley.
The originally eight-person team behind them had no choice but to separate after entering the alley and block Ji Bu from all sides.
Ji Bu ran wildly in the alley based on his feelings, and the footsteps behind him followed closely. He ran forward, then stopped.
Front.
It's a dead end.
"Grass!"
Five men with knives chased after him and looked at Ji Bu who stopped in his tracks: "Run, why don't you run?"
Ji Bu stood there with his knees half bent, and picked up the mop in the trash can in the corner with his backhand: "There were a lot of people just now."
"What a fool!"
The leading Ma Zai cursed and waved his hand: "Brothers, chop him to death!"
Ma Zai rushed over with a knife in hand.
Unexpectedly, Ji Bu took the initiative and rushed forward. He swung the mop and threw it at Ma Zai's face. He grabbed his knife-holding right hand and squeezed it hard, causing the knife to fall.
Ji Bu grabbed the knife and slashed Ma Zai on the chest, knocking him to the ground.
This time.
Four other people also gathered around.
Ji Bu didn't have any moves. With his flexible movements, he held the handle of the knife in both hands and slashed across the air in front of him, slashing out continuously with sheer strength.
When we meet on a narrow road, the brave wins.
In the narrow alley, the two sides collided.
"Pfft!"
Ji Bu once again slashed a person in the face with his knife, raised his foot and kicked the person to the ground. The already gaping knife pointed forward at the three people who fell on the ground:
"The Yan family shovel, come on!!"
at this time.
He was covered in blood, and two wounds were torn open on his arm by the knife. Blood dripped down his arm.
"Gudong."
Ma Zai swallowed a mouthful of saliva, twitched while covering the knife wound on his abdomen, and looked at each other with his accomplices.
Not sure who ran away first, the two quickly dispersed.
"Oh shit."
Ji Bu spat, took a knife, gasped for air to adjust his breathing, and ran out of the alley.
Front.
It's the exit.
Ji Bu didn't notice that at the corner of the exit, a man was standing against the wall, hiding in the shadows.
He held the steel pipe in his hand, focusing on catching the footsteps in the alley, and the steel pipe he held in his hand became a little tighter.
Ji Bu quickened his pace and ran towards the outside.
Just rushed out of the alley.
"Bang!"
He only felt a muffled sound in the back of his head, his whole body froze, severe pain hit the back of his head, and dizziness came one after another in his mind.
Just as he was about to turn around, a sack directly covered him from top to bottom.
“Bang bang bang!”
After restraining Ji Bu, the man kicked him to the ground, picked up the steel pipe in his hand and hit Ji Bu wildly.
"Grass!"
Ji Bu fell to the ground. His hands and arms were restrained by the sack and he was unable to resist immediately. He curled up and endured the pain, shrugging his shoulders and trying to squeeze the sack out.
Without saying a word, the man took out a fishing line that had already been prepared from his pocket and put it around Ji Bu's neck.
After the fishing line was put in, it was looped around again, then he tightened the reinforcements at both ends, put his knees on his shoulders, and pulled hard.
"call out"
The fishing line made a sound when it was taut.
The transparent fishing line seemed to reflect cold light under the light at this moment, and murderous intent suddenly appeared.