Hong Kong Zong starts from the heroic character

Chapter 329 Ah Jian Betrayed You
New York, USA.

Ten p.m.

It's raining.

The downpour of rain fell from the sky, and the water splashed on the ground, and the leaves made a small and broken sound under the watering and slapping of the heavy rain.

A middle-aged man in a wide hoodie didn't hold an umbrella, and walked on the deserted street step by step, letting the heavy rain slap on him.

Every time he took a step, his feet hit the ground, and the muddy soles turned the accumulated water on the ground yellow, which was then washed away by the rain again.

"Boom!"

A thunderclap resounded from the sky, and the intertwined lightning illuminated the night.

It also illuminates the middle-aged face full of stubble and expressionless, like a walking dead.

on his shoulders.

Lying on her stomach was a young woman with a pale face and no trace of blood, her eyes were closed and her lips were purple.

Come to the intersection.

The middle-aged man paused and looked at the lights in the two-story building in front of him.

window.

From time to time, people can be seen walking by.

sky.

The intertwined lightning opened its five claws again, illuminating the earth.

on the building.

The hanging signboard of Sihai Restaurant written in Chinese is illuminated by the white light of lightning.

The middle-aged man stood there in a daze for a long time, as if he had merged with the night, his body was eroded by the rain.

His gaze has been fixed on the Four Seas Restaurant.

a long time.

The middle-aged man walked over with the woman on his back, came to the door of the Four Seas Restaurant, and knocked on the door.

Door open.

A young woman looked at the wet, middle-aged yellow skin at the door following the light from the room:
"Sorry, we're already closed. If you want to eat, come back tomorrow."

The middle-aged man did not speak.

Just stand at the door.

"Do you need an umbrella?"

The young woman saw that the middle-aged man was not in good condition, and then looked at his rain-soaked clothes: "I can lend you a hand."

"But you have to remember to come back tomorrow."

The middle-aged man is still silent.

"Can you understand Chinese?"

The middle-aged man is still silent.

"Boom!"

The sky exploded with thunder, and the intertwined lightning opened its five claws again, and the white light illuminated the earth again.

In the light of lightning.

The young woman finally sees the full picture of middle age.

Under the cover of his loose coat, there was a person crouching on his shoulders, his pale face was terrified by the white light, and spots could be seen faintly.

middle-aged feet.

Scarlet blood flowed out from the soles of the middle-aged man's feet, and was quickly diluted by the rain.

"what!"

The young woman who saw this scene clearly screamed, and the sharp sound pierced the sky.

"Boom."

She slammed the door shut almost reflexively, and ran into the house.

Cashier bar.

The beckoning cat is shaking its palm.

Inside the bar.

A middle-aged man who looks almost identical to Mark Lee, with a sweat towel hanging around his neck, is sitting on a stool smoking a cigarette and counting:
"Wow, Xiaomei, what are you doing? You startle and scream at night, your voice is scarier than thunder."

"Brother Jianjian."

Xiaomei's face was pale, and she looked at the middle-aged man falteringly: "There is a man outside with his back on his back, standing at the door without saying a word."

"What's all the fuss about."

Ah Jian's index finger holding the cigarette was drenched in saliva, and continued to light the banknotes in his hand: "Is there no umbrella, lend him one."

"His feet are bleeding!"

Xiaomei hadn't recovered yet, and said falteringly: "He seems to be carrying a dead person."

"I can see the spots on her face and neck, one by one."

"what?"

Ah Jian flicked his finger to count the money, and walked out of the cashier counter: "Go, let's take a look."

"Ah."

Xiaomei shrank behind Ah Jian, her two hands tightly grasped Ah Jian's arm and refused to let go, and followed behind timidly.

Door open.

The door was empty, and no one was seen.

"no one?"

Ah Jian smiled and shook his head: "Don't scare yourself at night."

"I'll give you a vacation tomorrow, and I've seen hallucinations."

"no!"

Xiaomei was even more frightened by this incident: "Really, brother Jian, believe me, there was really someone at the door just now."

"Hey, it's not fun."

Ah Jian waved his hand, and was about to close the door: "Check and catch me, my arm is almost fractured by you."

"Boom!"

The thunder exploded again.

under lightning.

Under the stone pillar on one side, a middle-aged man is squatting below, like a sculpture.

"what!"

Xiaomei screamed again, pointing at the middle-aged man with trembling fingers: "There."

The middle-aged man slowly raised his head.

Under his pale face was a white beard stained with rain, and he stared blankly at the two people at the door.

Ah Jian also saw the middle age clearly, and rushed directly into the rain.

"Fourth Uncle!"

Ah Jian rushed in front of the middle-aged man, stretched out his hands and grabbed his arms: "Fourth Uncle, why are you here!"

"Ajian?!"

The circles of Long Si's eyes were red, and he looked at A Jian blankly, and slowly stood up: "Are you really A Jian?"

"It's me! Fourth Uncle!"

Ah Jian nodded vigorously.

Behind Longsi.

The woman who was placed on the ground leaning against the stone pillar fell to the ground with a plop, and the cloth blanket wrapped around her body fell off.

Ah Jian immediately reached out to help.

under close range.

He saw Xiaohui's face clearly.

Pale.

Bloodless.

Lips are purple.

Faint corpse spots can be seen faintly.

Under her body, faint traces of blood seeped out of the ground with the rain, and then were diluted.

"Xiaohui?!"

A Jian's eyes widened, he looked at Long Si in disbelief, and said sharply, "Fourth Uncle!"

"woo"

Long Si couldn't help sobbing, tears flowed down his red eyes, the whole person was silent, sobbing softly.

"Hands up!"

Ah Jian motioned for Xiaomei to support Long Si, and he threw Xiaohui horizontally, hugged her into his arms and walked into Sihai Restaurant.

"Come on, come on!"

Ah Jian walked in quickly while calling for the staff, tore off the tablecloth on the table and spread it on the ground, and put Xiaohui down evenly.

Rip off the cloth blanket wrapped around her.

on clothes.

The bullet holes were exposed, and the cloth strips that were simply bandaged were stained with blood. Under the wet rain, the tablecloth was gradually stained red.

Ah Jian seemed a little disbelieving, and stretched out his hand to test Xiaohui's breath. His body was already stiff, and naturally he would not respond any more.

"Fourth Uncle!"

Ah Jian gritted his teeth, turned his head to look at Long Si who was sitting dumbfounded: "What's going on!"

Long Si sat on the chair with dull eyes, staring straight ahead without any reaction.

"Fourth Uncle!"

Ah Jian walked in front of him, held his head in both hands, looked at Wushen Longsi, reached out and patted his face: "Say it!"

"Say it!"

Under continuous beating.

Long Si reacted one by one, looked at A Jian in a daze, tears flowed down again, and then told the matter again.

After yesterday's shooting, Long Si returned to the present and took Xiaohui out. He left the scene immediately, stole the blanket from someone's yard, and went all the way to Ajian.

"I shouldn't have gotten out of the car then!"

Long Si's voice was choked up, and he grabbed Ah Jian's arm and wept bitterly: "If I hadn't gotten out of the car, I would have been able to help Xiaohui block the bullet."

"Xiaohui won't die, she won't die."

"..."

Ah Jian suddenly fell silent, let go of Long Si's hand, looked at Xiao Hui on the ground, and didn't know what to say for a while.

He looked at the weeping Long Si without saying a word, sat cross-legged on the ground, took out the lighter, and lit it.

He moved his head closer, sucked vigorously at the jumping flames with his mouth, and swallowed the flames into his mouth.

a while.

Ah Jian closed his eyes and raised his head, thinking for a while: "Fourth Uncle, the person who came to join must have betrayed you."

"impossible."

Long Si looked at Ah Jian in disbelief, breathing quickly: "A Sen was my best confidant brother before, he couldn't have betrayed me."

"impossible?!"

A Jian stared at Long Si with his eyes wide open, "Only he knows the whereabouts of coming to America, who else would it be?"

"Who can keep an eye on you when you get out of the car?"

"As soon as they got out of the pier, they immediately surrounded them and shot them with guns, and left immediately after the shooting."

"The time, place, event, and purpose are very clear, who else would it be?!"

Ajian asked questions repeatedly, and his thinking was very clear.

"!"

When Long Si heard this, he fell silent for a while, without further words.

"What? You don't believe it?"

Ah Jian pointed to the phone: "If you don't believe it, you can call him now and try it out."

"He should already know that you are not dead yet. If you call him, his tone must have changed."

"!"

Long Si pursed his lips, the corners of his mouth twitching non-stop.

The concept of Jianghu in the early years told him that it was impossible for his confidant brother to do such a thing.

The world at that time was very moral.

"Times are changing."

Ah Jian stretched out his hand and poked Long Si's chest: "The morality of the past Jianghu no longer exists."

"If it is him, even if I become a ghost, I will kill him with my own hands!"

Long Siyi gritted his teeth, stood up from his seat, came to the side of the telephone, and stretched out his hand to make a series of calls.

soon.

On the other end of the phone, Asen's voice sounded.

"Hey."

"It's me, Long Si."

"Fourth brother?!"

Hearing Long Si's voice, Asen was startled at first, and then became excited: "That's great, brother Si, as long as you're fine."

"I already know about the shooting. Where are you now? Is it safe? I'll send someone to pick you up now."

"Stay where you are, don't move, don't trust anyone."

A Sen spoke very fast, and he asked extremely quickly: "Is Mark Li's younger brother Jian also in the United States?"

"I asked someone to investigate. It seems that Ah Jian is playing tricks on this matter. He mixed up with the local gang and took money from others to come here."

Ash was still talking.

but.

The other end of the phone has been hung up by Long Si.

"Fuck you, old wood!"

Asen gritted his teeth and cursed: "Old man, he is quite vigilant, but it is useless."

After talking to Deng Jiayong.

Asen has already arranged for someone to look for him. He used to follow Long Si, and he is very clear about the relationship between Long Si, Song Zihao, and Mark Li.

Now that something so big has happened, Long Si is alone in the United States and has no one to rely on, and he is in New York.

He will definitely go to Mark Lee's younger brother Jian.

and so.

Ah Sen's manpower is now on the side of Ah Jian's Four Seas Restaurant.

Four Seas Restaurant.

Ah Jian, who was listening on the sidelines, immediately signaled everyone to leave after hearing what A Sen said: "A Sen took the initiative to mention me, he must have guessed that you would come to find me."

"Maybe, his people have rushed over now."

Done.

He reached out and picked up Xiaohui who was on the ground, ready to go out.

while walking.

"Wait a moment!"

Ah Jian yelled, signaling Xiao Mei and the others not to go out through the front door: "It's not safe to go through the back door."

The group of people turned back immediately, and went out of the Four Seas Restaurant through the kitchen passage at the back, and got into the car.

Just start the car with the ignition on.

Behind.

"boom!"

A violent explosion sounded.

Four Seas Restaurant exploded immediately, and under the huge flames, the entire Four Seas Restaurant turned into a sea of ​​flames, and glass shards flew in all directions.

in the firelight.

A few figures of men in black could be vaguely seen.

"Hem home shovel!"

Long Si's face was gloomy and ugly, and he stared at the Four Seas Restaurant in the rear, which turned into a sea of ​​flames: "It really is him, the ungrateful thing, Asen!"

at this time.

No more words are needed to explain.

On the road.

After putting down Xiaomei and the other guys, Ah Jian drove Long Si back to his apartment.

"You call my brother and Brother Hao and tell them your current situation."

Ah Jian put Xiaohui on the bed, motioned Long Si to call, then took off Xiaohui's wet clothes, revealing the hideous gunshot wounds inside.

He bent down and took out a metal medicine chest from under the bed.

turn on.

It is full of various medical equipment.

Ah Jian put on rubber gloves, picked up the towel with a blank face, and began to dry the water stains on Xiaohui's body, and then picked up an instrument to peel off the bullets from the wound on her body one by one.

He took out all the bullets, and then carefully bandaged the wound with gauze, as if he was bandaging a living person's wound. After finishing the treatment, he took out his loose shirt from the closet and put it on her.

Get it all done quickly.

Ah Jian squatted on the ground, took out an orange and placed it in front of Xiaohui, inserted three cigarettes, lit them and placed them, and lit one himself, frowning and inhaling.

"Xiaohui."

Ah Jian looked at Xiaohui's stiff body, and murmured: "Brother Jian can only do so much for you."

then.

When his elder brother Mark Li followed Song Zihao, because of the relationship between Song Zihao and Long Si, Ah Jian stayed in Long Si's house for a while when he was young.

As the hostess of the family, Xiaohui, she is very warm and friendly to this strange visitor, Jian, which can be regarded as a beautiful friendship.

and so.

Ah Jian is using his own way to make Xiaohui go more decently at the last moment.

Here.

Long Si picked up the phone, thought for a while and dialed the landline number of Zhong Wenze's villa.

It rang for a long time.

The phone was picked up.

"Hey."

Zhong Wenze's voice sounded.

"Aze?"

Long Si asked with a somewhat uncertain tone.

"Fourth uncle?"

Zhong Wenze frowned, and his voice became louder: "Fourth Uncle, are you okay? Where are you now?"

now.

It was daytime on Hong Kong Island, and everyone happened to be in the living room. After hearing Zhong Wenze's words, Song Zihao and Mark Li looked at each other and ran over quickly.

"I'll let Brother Hao tell you."

Zhong Wenze handed the microphone to Song Zihao very discerningly.

"Fourth Uncle!"

Song Zihao held the microphone and said in a surprised tone, "Are you okay? That's great."

Long Si's phone call took them by surprise.

(End of this chapter)