black under lights

The flames reflected on the faces of the two, the old man was frightened and angry, while Xing Mo's eyes were icy.He needs to wake up quickly, calm down, use his best judgment and action, and send the old man to a safe place.

Xing Mo sat in the co-pilot, while the old man got into the back seat.The car almost started and drove towards the predetermined safe place.

"How long has Hai'an County been exposed?" the old man asked the driver.

The driver had already stepped on the accelerator and replied calmly, "Twelve minutes."

Xing Mo quickly took out the gun and loaded the magazine from his bag: "It's been too long, speed up and try to be as stable as possible."

On the deserted coastal road, the speed of the car gradually soared.The scenery from the two windows flew by, and the scenery could hardly be seen outside the window. Xing Mo leaned out half of his body, held the pistol with both hands, and looked around every 2 minutes.Sticking his head out for the third time, he keenly noticed the light of cars on the horizon behind him.In just 1 minute, the rear car was approaching rapidly, and the car body could almost be seen clearly.

Xing Mo responded calmly, comforted the old man, and at the same time urged the driver to speed up again.Not far away, the tunnel was in sight, and when it was driving close, the people in the car behind fired the first shot.

The first shot exploded in the rear of the car, signaling the beginning of war.The old man and the driver didn't look at it in surprise, but the bodyguard in the back seat couldn't bear his temper anymore, he stretched out the window like Xing Mo, took an old-fashioned rifle and fired three times, and the car behind began to snake away.

Xing Mo fired a shot at the opponent, and then stopped shooting, his face getting worse and worse.

The darkness of the tunnel covers everything, except for the ray of incandescent light above that coldly illuminates the dark asphalt road, and the fast jumping lines and the cold tunnel walls reflect blue light.

The bursts are like jumping frames, only the vehicles behind can be seen like a silent movie, and each frame jumps into a large frame.

This also made Xing Mo more and more sure of what he thought.

The other party should be fully firing, driving desperately, so that the two cars drove side by side at the moment they exited the tunnel.

The killer on the red car made his debut, with familiar facial features and stature, but in just a few hours, he had a completely different face. He killed fiercely, like the sharpest blade.

"Luo Xiu!" Xing Mo couldn't bear it anymore, and pointed his gun at Luo Xiu for the first time.

Luo Xiu turned his cold gaze, without a trace of a smile on his face, and the gun also slowly turned towards Xing Mo.

The car body crashed into their car in coordination, and two gunshots were fired at the same time.Luo Xiu's red car managed to dodge Xing Mo's bullet, and the opponent's car was so skilled that he could control the turntable steadily even at the extreme speed.In contrast to Xing Mo's car, the driver's psychological quality is obviously not comparable. The right rear wheel was punctured, and the car immediately decelerated and slid in an S shape, while the driver was covered with beads of sweat, trying to win a miserable victory, and praying to God for good luck.

Probably lived a stable life enough, never escaped his life again in his whole life, and forgot his life in his later life, and he was hit by a hail of bullets and licked blood by the head of a knife.

The old man probably also saw that there was more danger than danger. After taking a deep breath, he firmly grasped the doorknob, and pressed the gun on his waist with the other hand.

"Don't worry about me, at least I still have the last bullet for myself." The old man said to Xing Mo.

At the same time as decelerating, Luo Xiu opened the car door wide, grasped the top edge and jumped onto the hood of Xing Mo's car vigorously.His balance seems to be innate. Years of practice and control in the field of life and death made him straighten up in an instant, raised the black spear in his hand, and pointed the muzzle of the black hole at Xing Mo.

"Go away." Luo Xiu said.

"Dream." Xing Mo raised his gun almost at the same time.

"I've given you enough time, you've got the things. Now, get out of the way." Luo Xiu raised his arm with the gun, and stared at Xing Mo through the sight glass.

"You know I want more than stuff. And his life."

The car stopped, four people jumped on and off the red car, and quickly surrounded Xing Mo and the old man's car, each with a gun in his hand, his face condensed into frost, showing no emotion at all.Each of them, Xing Mo, is well-known, and they are all teammates who have trusted in life and death for five years, and have committed themselves behind their backs.This is the rule of mercenaries, you never know who will stand on the opposite side in the next second.

"U.S. $80 plus half a year's arms supply, Mr. Lord, you can't afford it, and we don't make the difference." Luo Xiu stood tall at the front of the car, staring at him.

Xing Mo put down the gun, then jumped up the moment Luo Xiu looked away from the eyepiece, and vigorously threw Luo Xiu to the ground.He only used his arms to control Luo Xiu's neck, and the other party's reaction was as quick as ever. He quickly broke through the weak point and turned up, pulling out the dagger in his short boots.

Xing Mo directly drew his gun against Luo Xiu's temple the second time before he got the upper hand, and at the same time, Luo Xiu held his sharp blade against Xing Mo's throat.

All the people with guns on the outside were nervous, and the two guns were aimed at the old man behind through the glass.

"Luo Xiu!" Xing Mo roared angrily, the blade cut through a layer of his skin, grinding blood.

"There is no retreat, and you have no chance of winning. If you admit defeat, I will stop." Luo Xiu said concisely.Perhaps with victory in sight, the cynicism returned to his face.

"I will pay." Xing Mo gritted his teeth, "As long as you can afford it, I will pay it back."

"No problem." Luo Xiu followed the good advice, as if this was a situation set up for him long ago, "I want you to return to Hawkeye."

"Impossible." Xing Mo almost agreed with him.

Luo Xiu stared at him for more than two seconds, tilted his head and smiled: "Look, your so-called affectionate daughter is actually no better than your whispers. After so many years in Hawkeye, you have actually learned how to let go of hatred. You can't let go of it from the beginning to the end. , except that you didn’t get it, it’s just the phrase "you could have". You want to atone for that little white mouse, but at the same time, you want to own it completely in your heart. Admit it, the so-called ruler in your heart is no match for that handsome boy I am also surprised that you have kept your heart in your chest after being an executioner for so many years. "

Luo Xiu laughed and said, "I really want to cut open your chest to see what kind of monster you are."

"There's nothing strange about it." Xing Mo's men worked hard, as if the two sides were wrestling, "It's just that before Hawkeye, I've found something I want more."

Luo Xiu looked at him blankly for a while, then suddenly raised his hand and shot in one direction without looking.The glass shattered in an instant, and the old man covered his face and panted.

"Talking too much. I'm not a fellow traveler, so there's no need to sell favors." Luo Xiu ordered, "Do it."

Xing Mo was cornered, the power in his body burst out suddenly, he rushed out of the gate, he broke free from Luo Xiu's shackles vigorously, and knocked him to the ground.

From now on, Luo Xiu's gun is no longer aimed at him, but the old man: "Go back to Hawkeye, or he dies."

The old man looks even older at this moment, no matter how many turmoil in the past, at this moment, he is just any ordinary old man.

Suddenly a gunshot rang out and everyone was silent.In this silence, Xing Mo's eyes quickly swept across the muzzles of everyone present.

There is no smoke.

The old man held a gun in his hand, his head was no longer able to hang down, and blood flowed from his body, filling the air.

"It seems that someone made the choice for you." Luo Xiu said lightly, put away the gun neatly, and walked past Xing Mo without squinting, "Call work! Retreat!"

Xing Mo knelt on the spot silently, without moving for a long time.It wasn't until Luo Xiu and Hawkeye's other members disappeared that he stood up and came to the old man.The emotions of grief, indignation and struggle have dissipated, leaving only sourness and helplessness.He covered the eyes of the old man with his hands and observed a silence of 3 minutes.

The old man's fist is always clenched.Xing Mo opened his hand, and found a crumpled note in his palm——

"Son, I am dying. First of all, please believe that life will never become cheap to me because of this. On the contrary, after spending my twilight years in Australia, I find that I don't actually have the joy of waiting for success and retirement when I was young. Your adoptive father once gifted I have a lot, and I owe him a lot. The older I get, the more I reflect on my sins and mistakes. Your adoptive father gave me this list, and I was once worried about what kind of person came to claim him. The purpose, and how will you use this list. After you returned to Hong Kong, I have been following your movements, and I think it is correct to hand over this list to you. Do what you think you should do."

Xing Mo remained silent, and the driver in front also remained silent.It took him a long time before he said to Xing Mo: "Sir, he expected that someone would watch him, and hoped that you would come earlier every day so that the things could be handed over to you safely. This letter was also written by him earlier, saying If you saw it, you'd understand him."

Three minutes later, Xing Mo could no longer see any emotion on his face. He quickly packed his bags, grabbed the driver's steering wheel with trembling hands, and turned around to drive to the arranged residence.He didn't understand why a stranger who only met him once did this for him. Only after reading the letter did he understand that maybe the old man was not only for him, but also for himself.

Xing Mo suddenly felt that the list in his hand had a heavier weight.

At nine o'clock the next morning, he flew back to Hong Kong on time.This round trip was less than twelve hours, and he gained some things, but also lost some things.

At least he confirmed that he was more determined and fearless than before.

Li Xueying wore a black shirt today, which changed from the whiteness of the past, making him look charming and dazzling.

He was sitting in the middle of the small black room, holding a billiard ball in his hand, playing with boredom.The rooms in the depths of this nightclub are intricate, with many hidden passages. Customers who are not well-known and well-connected cannot be released to the depths of the lair.Even Li Xueying rarely comes here on weekdays.

But today he came to wait for someone and also to do business.

The other party is making a show of being late. I don’t know who set the social rules. People who are late always want to show their status and be different.

It didn't matter to Li Xueying, he only wanted to do this one thing today, and it was bound to be done properly.

The other party didn't make him wait too much, and the door was knocked open in less than 15 minutes. The boss Can kept his word and went to the meeting alone.Floral shirt, jeans, gold pocket watch and your leather boots, with a belt tied around the waist, and the outer shirt is loosely covered, implying to someone that there is a gun in the waist.

The reason why Feng Qing wants to wash his hands in the golden basin is not only because he has been able to sit on mountains of gold and silver, but also has enough power in the Whitehall in his hands. Another big reason is that the seat under his buttocks will be a bit hot to sit on.In a few years, he will be fifty, even if he is physically strong, he will no longer be able to burn, kill, hack and seize, and it will be easy for his subordinates to betray him, so it is better to leave a way out now, and leave the sky high and the sea wide for the younger generations, so as to avoid the disaster of killing themselves.

But Feng Qing is smart enough, he sits on the mountain and watches the tigers fight, leaving the two big boss characters to fight each other as the talker.The big brother Can is one of them, he is ruthless and powerful, and he is in the limelight.

Li Xueying chose him to strike instead of the other one, precisely because of his weakness.Although the big brother Chan acts ruthlessly, he is greedy for money and impatient.Feng Qing has not yet vacated half of his position, he has already robbed him of cultivating his influence and money, and he wished to have all the district's power of speech under his own name.For this kind of person, lure is the best thing, and then make up a high-sounding reason to help him push Feng Qing into the water, how can the boss Can not be tempted?

"I want all the accurate information about his personal transactions and meetings. The place, time, transaction content and object are all important." Li Xueying explained her purpose in a simple way, and went straight to the point, "I also know what you want to say. It's good, especially if you are such a boss. But I promise to pick you up clean and innocent, and I will not reveal the slightest word. I have my way, so you can rest assured. If I have the slightest lie, this life will be given to you .”

Big brother Can was skeptical, and vetoed: "Since I went to the meeting alone today, I made a fool of myself. To be honest, I admit that I want to mess with Feng Qing, but I don't feel at ease if I leave it to you. You and your sister have lived under his supervision. Five years, how can I believe that you can turn over with one move? In the end, I will recite the name of Erwuzi, and the real disaster is imminent."

"How much money does Feng Qing get every month now? Twenty thousand, fifty thousand? Or not ten thousand? Brother Can, let me do the math for you. He still has about a year to go, during which he will spend all Companies and black money laundering. How much money do you think he will give to the society? [-]%? Or [-]%? Not to mention whether you can be the talker in the future, even if you do, you will have to divide the [-]% of the money in the future , Have you ever counted how much you can get? White powder shops, tobacco and alcohol, these years have been subtly changing the trading venues to nightclubs, casinos and mahjong halls. When he washes his hands, it will be all his property. You are happy To be the talker of Hongmen, but I don’t know that I am making wedding clothes for others.”

Big brother Can didn't expect that Li Xueying's words directly hit him in the heart, and his complexion was not very good.He opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, Li Xueying cut him off directly.

"One hundred thousand." Li Xueying rolled the billiard ball slowly on the table with the palm of his hand, and his broken hair hung down on his forehead, which made him so harmless and pure at this time, making it unpredictable.