Evil Awe-Inspiring

"........."

His eyes were staring at me with a strange look in his eyes.

We stared at each other for a few seconds!

But when Dangdang wasn't talking, there were a few shots outside Dangdang Dang. I watched him shoot a few violent shots at once, and then threw the gun away.

I had run to the window and tore off the curtains, then opened the window and wrapped the curtains on the window sill, then turned around and lowered my voice quickly: "Let's go!"

He glanced at the window sill and immediately understood what I meant. He shouted a few words. He actually spoke Vietnamese! Then he rocked the wheelchair and quickly slid to the window. I helped him up, and he hung his body on my shoulder ...

The curtains are only two meters long, but they are enough. After all, it's only the second floor. I pulled the curtains and slid down. The person couldn't stand on both legs. He still hung his arms on my shoulders, and quickly pointed at the flowing electronic car washing equipment next to the car wash, listening to a bridge car.

I knew and helped him, and the two of them ran over and pulled the car door.

The man took the initiative to sit in the co-pilot position, then opened the storage box in front of the car, found a revolver from the inside, and quickly took the key from his arms and threw it to me.

When I started the car, the Vietnamese above had found us running away from the window and immediately chased them down. I watched a person running down the stairs, but before others came down the stairs, he held a gun and shot at the windshield in front of me!

"Fuck!" I cursed and immediately lowered my body, but at this moment another Vietnamese jumped down the window and blocked the door of the car. Also holding a gun.

I gritted my teeth and yelled, slamming down the gear and stepping on the throttle! !!

With a buzz, the car knocked out like a wild animal. I heard a bang and a muffled sound. From the mirror, I saw that Vietnamese was hit by a parking space in front of him! Then rolled aside ...

I quickly dumped the car down the street, then slammed the steering wheel, and the car actually came to a standard elegant action. After a circle, I was already on the street. I was about to leave the gas pedal. The man shouted, "Wait."

He pushed the door of the car, then held a revolver and fired at the car. The Vietnamese inside quickly evaded, but at this time, he pointed the gun at the car that was hit by my car. The guy rolling on the ground.

boom! !!

A bullet hit the head of the Vietnamese exactly on the ground and immediately killed him.

"Drive!" He said quickly to me, and then spit on the dead Vietnamese body. A string of bytes popped out of his mouth.

I didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, it should be Vietnamese, it sounds like: all, Lang Xiandi, quite stuffy!

"Who are you? You are not Aberdeen, you are a purebred Chinese." The car drove a street. He asked me.

I haven't answered yet, but I heard him suddenly yell, "Where do you live! Left to left! Go left! There are cameras and patrolmen in this direction! Left!"

I listened to him and hurriedly pulled the steering wheel to the left, then the car drove into a lonely path, the road was a little bumpy on the ground, but it was really quiet.

"How to drive next?" I asked him.

"Go straight, turn right at the next intersection ..." He squinted and began to look at me, his tone calmed down, and he was less irritable: "You ... aren't you a native?"

"No." I focused on driving. I'm a bit uncomfortable driving this car: "I just got ashore."

I bit the word "landing" heavily. He said "Oh", glanced at me for a moment, and said quietly: "The sentence you just told me in the room ... that sentence ..."

"Fang Dahai asked me to come to you." I told him frankly: "I caused trouble in the country, Fang Dahai arranged for me to run here and let me find you."

I saw a change in the expression on his face, looked at me straight for a few seconds, and finally laughed. Regardless of my driving, I stretched my hands on my shoulders and slammed a few laughs: "Okay! What a fat man ! Sure enough, there will be a chance for me to repay his kindness! Good boy! I think you just reached out just now ... where did you come from? "

"Nanjing." I answered him, "My name is Chen Yang ... are you seven uncles?"

Uncle Qi raised an eyebrow: "I'll do it." He groaned: "Nanjing ... didn't you come out of the army?"

"No." I answered honestly.

"Well, I said it didn't look like it. Your kid's gesture with a gun was a rookie at first glance." With a smile on his face, he looked a little excited: "Continue to the right ... Well, what are you doing in Nanjing? of?"

I sighed and talked about the trouble I encountered. Before I came, the fat man talked to me when he was chatting with me, so that I don't have anything to hide, what to say, this is good for me. Because the brothers on the road pay attention to being caring and honest, if you are not honest with others, then others will not care for you.

If there is something you can't say you don't want to say, you should also tell others that you can't tell, and you can't make up falsehoods because you lied to your brother, and they won't take you as your own.

After listening to me, Uncle Qi showed a weird expression on his face and squinted his eyes to look at me: "Your boy offended those guys in Hongmen? By ... you have made a boss's son into a **** ..."

He stared at me with a strange expression for a long time, finally he couldn't help but laughed loudly, and then slap me with a hard grin: "Okay! You guy has a promising future! Younger, courageous! Very good! Good prospect ! "

I can't help crying ... Is this promising? I almost didn't know how many times I died!

However, he seemed to have no fear of Qing Hong, which made me feel relieved.

Then he asked me a few words about the status of the fat man, and I answered them one by one. It can be seen that he has a good relationship with the fat man. Listening to my description of the fat smile and the expression of a bit of nostalgia on his face. While he was fascinated, I tempted: "Uncle Qi, just now ..."

Hearing my question, Qi Shu's eyebrows flew up, and a flash of bravery flashed on his face. Seeing that his age was also 50, he was still very fierce! Coldly: "Huh, the Vietnamese are getting revenge. Mom's actually touched my old nest this time. Most of the business last month made them very upset ... Damn, these are just a few words from you It ’s also not clear. As long as you remember, in Canada, when I saw Vietnamese, I was severely flat! And those in India and the Middle East were not good. We have deep grievances with them! But ... Vietnam People are the most sinister! "

He said, while pulling out a box of magazines from under the seat, and skillfully holding a revolver loaded with bullets, he quickly pointed in his hand, the corner of his mouth was clearly a deterrent smile!

I know that this kind of smile, this kind of temperament, can only be possessed by those who have really run through the rain.

I followed the directions of Qi Shu and drove around in circles and came to a garage. To be honest, I can't tell the direction, I don't know where I am at all. This is a repair shop opened by a Chinese. I drove directly into the car. Several repair mentalities worked well to see and see the uncle Qi sitting on the co-pilot, all with respectful smiles on their faces. Talked and laughed with them, and then someone pushed a wheelchair. I stood by and looked at him. Uncle Qi and the others said a few words and suddenly smiled at me, then beckoned: "Boy, what are you doing? Come and push me!"

Behind the repair shop is a large warehouse. I pushed in Qishu's wheelchair and walked in. I saw all the repairmen who were Chinese and there was no foreigner. Everyone looked at me with amazement, but I saw that their eyes on Uncle Qi were a little dodgy, as if they were afraid of Uncle Qi.

At the back warehouse, I pushed in the door and entered a large room. There were several tables in it. An old man of the same age as Qishu was wearing a work clothes ... What made me even more funny was his arms. Actually wearing sleeves! For example, the accounting of a state-owned enterprise in the 1980s ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ is holding a ledger to clean up and calculate what.

Uncle Qi coughed, and the man raised his head to look at us, and frowned, "Why are you here, Lao Qi ..." His gaze turned on my face. "Who is this posterity?"

"Chen Yang, you came here and met the Eighth Lord." Qi Shu solemnly said to me. I was very acquainted and knew how to watch the scene. It was a step forward immediately, and shouted respectfully: "Yeah."

This man is about 50 years old, with slightly gray hair, deep wrinkles on his face, low height, white philosophical appearance, and elegant appearance, but what makes my eyelids jump ... His left hand had only three fingers. However, my eyes only turned around, and I left quickly. I don't know how to look at other people's weaknesses.

"What my dear, it's just eight fingers." He smiled, his smile was very harmonious, but his eyes were sharp.

"This is the boy who jumped over the boat and caused trouble on the mainland. Fang Dahai asked him to come to us." Qi Shu smiled: "He just saved my life!"

"What?" Eighth Ye raised eyebrows. "What happened to you just now?"