Chapter 92

Taipingshan Street.

A certain intersection, inside a van.

Several small men with live ammunition, each carrying a box of roast goose rice, mouthfuls of greasy food.

These people have evil spirits between their eyebrows, dark skin, and their appearance is very Nanyang.

"Eat quickly, the car will be here soon."

At this time, the fierce man sitting in front of the car received a ventilating text message, and immediately turned around and ordered.

This person has a leopard head and eyes, and has a fierce temperament. He doesn't look like a good person. He can easily scare a little girl into tears without staring on the road.

His name is Fan Ming.

A gangster from Vietnam.

There is a group of Yue Nan veterans gathered under his hands, all of them are agile; they like to wear black clothes and black trousers, they are dark-skinned, short in stature, and they are extremely vicious in fights.

After the Vietnam War, the family and the country were poor, and many people could not survive, so they chose to smuggle into other countries.

Relatively stable countries such as Malaysia and the Philippines are countries where Vietnamese people like to smuggle in after the war, but many people choose the more prosperous Lion City and Hong Kong Island.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

Vietnamese people who smuggle into Hong Kong Island have no way to make money, so they will choose to make money.

Over time, gangs emerged as the times require.

The criminal group led by Fan Ming is one of them.

As long as you give money, you dare to do anything.

However, because of the war and lack of food all the year round, these people will have enough food before they act, in case they make mistakes and become starving ghosts.

That's why Fan Ming asked them to eat quickly instead of putting down the boxed lunch.

"Brother Ming, the car is here."

The observer sitting in the driver's seat saw Zhao Nanshan's car appearing on the street ahead, and quickly reminded him.

When the four armed men behind the car heard the news, they immediately poured food into their mouths, wiped their oily hands with paper towels, chewed heavily, and the food splashed everywhere.

It looks disgusting!
80 m.

50 m.

30 m.

20 m.

"Do it."

Following Fan Ming's order.

The four gunmen behind the car quickly opened the door and got out of the car from the left and right sides. Two of them raised their shotguns and shot at Zhao Nanshan's car.

The front wheel was knocked down in one encounter!

The other two were holding submachine guns, shooting non-stop.

"Get down!"

The elder brother who was sitting behind the car pressed 'Yang Qian'er' and lowered his head.

Xu Zhengyang in front of the car had no choice but to stretch his protective energy.

Dangdang!
The bullet hit the body shield, as if hitting the bulletproof car window, and there was a crisp sound.

"Mr. Lin, please take care of Ms. Yang, I will deal with these gunmen."

Xu Zhengyang is not Zhao Nanshan. The body-protecting stellar energy can be used for a long time, and only one-third of the true energy is consumed by using the stellar energy to resist a wave of bullets. The gun returned fire.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

His marksmanship is very sharp. The special firearms for bodyguards in the mainland, large-caliber bullet casings, burst out from the barrel, and made a jingling sound when it hit the ground. Every sound was a farewell to a ghost.

"Mr. Xu, you are here to support me. I will take Michelle away first."

Without waiting for Xu Zhengyang to get rid of everyone, the senior brother Gushuiliu in the car pushed the door with 'Yang Qian'er' in his arms, left such a sentence, and ran towards the street.

Looking at the senior brother who hastily slipped away, Xu Zhengyang showed a stern smile on his stern face.

"Tom!"

The shotgun bullets flying across the door hit the car door, shooting a cluster of spider web-like bullet holes.

At this time, Xu Zhengyang, who was hiding behind the car door, suddenly held the door with his left hand, lay down on his side, level with the car chassis, suddenly raised his right hand, and fired a shot.

Bang!
The bullet pierced the shooter's forehead instantly.

The gunman stared, gradually lost color, and fell back.

"Bastard, you dare to kill my people, I want you to pay for your life."

Fan Ming, who was sitting in front of the van, saw his subordinates being wiped out, his eyes were bloodshot immediately, he picked up the Thompson submachine gun, kicked the door of the car, got out of the van majestically, and shot Xu Zhengyang indiscriminately...

at the same time.

Brother Gushuiliu, who took away 'Yang Qian'er', avoided the surveillance cameras on the roadside and slipped quietly into an alley.

"Brother, why did you bring me to the alley?"

Yang Qian'er was puzzled.

"Cut a shortcut."

The elder brother grinned, revealing a trace of coldness.

Getting rid of Xu Zhengyang smoothly and wandering into a deserted alley has lost the need to hide.

Because, he is the last unknown killer who caught the dark flower all the way.

I haven't done anything these days, but I'm actually contacting Zhao Guoming to gather the strength of both parties to design a flawless assassination plan.

The out-of-control truck in Sheung Wan and the gunman at the intersection in Central were all cannon fodder arranged by Zhao Guoming.

The main force who really killed Yang Qian'er was always the big brother Duan Shui Liu who was protecting Yang Qian'er with his car.

The reason why he didn't do anything on the road was because he was afraid of killing Yang Qian'er and getting entangled by Xu Zhengyang.

What's more, he is not a real killer, and he will open a martial arts gym on Hong Kong Island in the future, so it is impossible to kill without any scruples.

But he was reluctant to kill Yang Qian'er's 2000 million hidden flowers.

Taking the dark flower is a choice that I have thought about all day.

Although some are reluctant to kill the beautiful old classmate.

But Yang Qian'er is in the United States, and she can't compare to the colorful banknotes.

In front of money, what classmate?What friendship?All happy.

……

Soon.

Yang Qian'er was led into a dead end at the end of the alley by senior brother Duan Shui Liu.

He put down Yang Qian'er, looked lewdly and said: "Michelle, every time I see your pure appearance and attractive figure, I will be very entangled in my heart, asking myself whether I want to kill you or not."

"kill me?"

"Are you the unknown killer?"

Yang Qian'er's pupils shrank, and she backed away again and again.

"You are smart and beautiful, but it's a pity you don't love me!"

Brother Duan Shui Liu bluntly said: "You are not my woman, so there is no reason to let you go! At this moment, you have only two choices, one is to resist and be beaten to death by me; the other is to serve me well and die in a decent way." .”

"What if I choose neither?"

Yang Qian'er, who was frightened, suddenly changed her style of painting and stared at the elder brother coldly.

"If you don't choose, you will die miserably."

Brother Duan Shui Liu has a hideous face.

Although she still doesn't know how Yang Qian'er changed her style of painting, relying on her master's intuition, she faintly noticed something abnormal, and she couldn't help but be vigilant secretly.

"Really?"

The corners of Yang Qian'er's mouth raised slightly, and her figure suddenly rose.

From a petite woman less than 1.7 meters, suddenly transformed into a man of 1.8 meters, so frightened that Brother Guashuiliu's legs went limp.

"You you you...how, will, will it be you?"

The elder brother was so frightened that he sat down on the ground and stammered.

He never thought that a man could easily transform into a woman. Not only did his voice and body shape remain the same, but even his hair could grow or shorten. This was simply a miracle.

Shocked, apprehensive, frightened...

These can no longer describe the mood of the big brother at this time.

"Why can't it be me?"

With a wave of his hand, Zhao Nanshan took out the Fish Intestine Sword and pressed forward step by step.

Eldest brother doesn't have much karma, within fifty points, he belongs to the lost lamb.

However, he didn't intend to convince people with reasoning, to persuade the elder brother to be kind, one is that he doesn't have the time to spare, and the other is that the elder brother has seen his shape-changing magic power.

This person must not stay!

Soft hands will only harm others and oneself.

(End of this chapter)

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