Hong Kong Zong starts from the heroic character

Chapter 7 Competition

"Grass!"

Zhong Wenze cursed secretly, but fortunately he was alert in advance, at the moment when the fishing line strangled his neck, seeing him who could no longer avoid him, he clasped his thumbs out of both hands, and pressed his nails against the fishing line from both ends, stuck the line and continued to move forward. deep inside.

But despite this, the slender fishing line quickly penetrated into the fragile skin on the surface of the neck, bringing out bright red drops of blood.

After touching the calluses on the young woman's palm, with the help of his previous life's professional experience, doubts suddenly arose in his heart.

How could a prostitute have so many calluses on her hands.

Especially above her tiger's mouth.

This is a pair of hands that hold guns all year round, right?

Although Zhong Wenze had already made a judgment and vigilance in advance, his reaction speed was still a bit slower.

"vomit"

Zhong Wenze's eyes were bloodshot, and the blood vessels in his neck were swollen due to the pressure. He only felt that it was difficult to breathe. He tried to reach out to adjust the seat, but the back seat was firmly pressed against by the woman, and he couldn't put it down at all.

"Zhong Wenze, your willpower is very strong. With me tempting you like this, I have lowered your vigilance to the greatest extent, but your reaction speed is still very fast!"

The young woman looked at Zhong Wenze with squinted eyes, her expression was cold: "It's your fault that you shouldn't be so close to Song Zihao!"

talking room.

The strength in the woman's hand increased a little more and she pulled back, her tone without any circumstances:

"You should feel lucky. If it wasn't for the fear of making too much noise, I would have just shot down the bullet, and you wouldn't have the chance to struggle now."

She stared at Zhong Wenze with narrowed eyes, and said in a cold tone, "Enjoy this last time of struggle!"

The slender fishing line is now lethal.

As the strength of the woman increased, the fishing line gradually penetrated into the skin even though her thumb was stuck.

Zhong Wenze's spirit was highly tense, adrenaline was secreted rapidly, and he could not feel pain. In a panic, he glanced at the road in front of him, his left thumb caught the fishing line with his right hand, pressed the handbrake, and stepped on the gas pedal to the bottom.

On the dashboard, the tachometer soared rapidly.

The car rushed out at once, and after rushing out, Zhong Wenze stepped on the brake immediately, and the two of them rushed forward due to the huge inertia.

The suffocation was relieved.

Zhong Wenze seized this brief opportunity and pulled out the bloody fishing line with both hands. However, due to the limited space in the car, he had not waited for his tall body to stretch his hands and feet.

"Shh!"

The young woman's reaction was also very fast, she gave up the fishing line immediately, stretched out her left hand and directly strangled Zhong Wenze's neck, and took out a tube of stainless steel needle barrel from the side pocket with her right hand, pointing the sharp needle point at Zhong Wenze His neck was tied up.

Looking at the needle point piercing the neck.

Zhong Wenze grabbed the woman's left arm strangling his neck with his left hand, and stretched out his right hand to directly grab her wrist holding the needle for traction.

The sharp needle plunged into the leather seat, and thanks to the advantage of strength, it dragged the woman forward and got stuck in the main and auxiliary seats.

Take this opportunity.

Zhong Wenze adjusted his body and turned around, grabbed the woman's hair, pressed her head and knocked her hard twice, and then pressed her knee against the woman's neck to hold her down, firmly subduing her.

After the fight just now, the sweat seeped into the wound on the neck, which was very painful.

"Dead motherfucker!"

Zhong Wenze cursed angrily, touched his neck to confirm the injury, and asked in a cold tone: "Who sent you here? Tan Cheng?!"

The only reason he could think of was this.

The opponent sent a well-trained killer over, with strong attack power, fierce and brutal, and his actions were done in one go, without sloppiness.

Although the young woman was firmly suppressed, she did not give in at all: "Zhong Wenze, your death is imminent!"

Just now.

There was the sound of a car speeding up from behind.

Zhong Wenze looked back, and saw a black car rushing straight over. The co-pilot leaned out half of his body, holding a gleaming pistol in his hand.

This person is the young man who hitchhiked before.

They are a gang!

Zhong Wenze looked at the man with the gun, and it was only at this moment that he suddenly understood why this man would let him wander the streets before. This was planned in advance by them. After arriving at the destination, the two of them seamlessly connected.

"Our people are here!"

Even though the young woman was suppressed, she still didn't shut up and tried to struggle: "If you can't escape, you will definitely die!"

"Die Sanba, you can shut up!"

Zhong Wenze grabbed her hair and smacked her hard twice, without any sympathy.

Women can't affect the speed of his shots in the slightest.

Zhong Wenze exerted force with his right hand, grabbing the woman's arm and twisting it back forcefully.

"Crack!"

The woman let out a muffled snort, her shoulders limp limply.

This time.

The young woman was completely honest and gave up struggling.

Zhong Wenze regained control of the car and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.

"Buzz!"

The taxi roared and jumped out on the spot.

In the black car.

"Ah Hua missed!"

The man in the cab scolded angrily, and accelerated the accelerator: "Fuck you, kill Gai. You shouldn't be doing such fancy things. You should have shot him to death just now."

Yes.

If they hugged each other directly at the beginning, they wouldn't be in trouble now.

"Downtown, if we shoot, can we run away?!"

The young man in the co-pilot withdrew his body and grabbed the car door to signal the man to continue to speed up: "Catch him up and kill him, or brother Cheng will blame him and we will all die."

When the speed is increased, the distance between the two cars is shortened.

The spirited guy leaned out again, pointed his pistol at the taxi in front, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

There are no people in this area.

There will be no psychological pressure to shoot, and there is no need to worry about the police arriving quickly.

In a taxi.

After Zhong Wenze shifted to high-speed gear, he controlled the steering wheel with his left hand, and firmly pulled the young woman's hair with his right hand to prevent her from interfering. He glanced into the rearview mirror and saw the spirited young man leaning out to embrace the fire.

"Oh shit!"

Zhong Wenze punched the young woman on the head heavily, let go of his hands and held the steering wheel with both hands to turn rapidly, and the car snaked along the road.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Three shots in a row.

One shot was fired, one hit the trunk, and the other hit the rear windshield, which shattered.

"Grass!"

Seeing that he missed the shot, the spirited guy adjusted his posture and hugged the fire again. He finished the clip in one breath, but still missed, he retracted his body angrily.

Zhong Wenze drove the car quickly, looking at the black car clenched behind him, he suddenly imagined that in a Hong Kong movie, the other party suddenly pulled out a micro-dash, pulled the trigger "da da da", and directly covered the car with firepower. Sieve the picture.

"How to do?"

With cold sweat on his forehead, Zhong Wenze moved forward quickly.

(End of this chapter)