Flesh and blood

Of course, the process of the matter is not a real seduction...

After Song Thirty went downstairs, Jiliang and Song Jiu listened carefully to the movement in the earphones upstairs, and then 10 minutes passed, and there were only sparse sounds in the earphones, and there was nothing left. After another 10 minutes, The earphones became completely quiet. After a total of 35 minutes, Song Thirty went from downstairs to the second floor.

Ji Liang was surprised: "So fast?"

Song Jiu also felt baffled, and asked directly, "Have you got the item?"

Song Thirty stretched out his hand, and there were two keys hanging on his index and middle fingers, and then he shook them.

Jiliang was even more surprised: "Where's that person downstairs? How did you get it?"

Song Thirty only said three words: "Stunned."

Song Jiu was taken aback when he heard the words, and his eyes widened instantly: "Did you just take it after you were knocked out?"

Song Thirty nodded silently.

Ji Liang's back shivered, and Song Jiu next to him grinned sullenly this time: "Do you know what we should do now?"

Jiliang and Song Thirty all nodded in understanding.

Song Jiu immediately yelled: "Fucking mother knows this!? Run away!"

As soon as Song Jiu's voice fell, he heard a few Italians shouting from downstairs, and then the group of people below all recovered from the barbecue, and many of them went back to the house to take weapons and prepare for defense.

At this time, the three of Jiliang had already followed the way they came, and ran to the back of the two-story building. Song Jiu immediately turned his head and told: "Xiaoliang is driving QQ behind, be careful not to let those foreigners follow. If you can drag it, drag it, and if you can’t drag it, just kill it. Thirty and I will drive a big car to open the road ahead, you pay attention to follow us, let’s go!"

With Song Jiu's order, two of the three rushed into the gringo's yard. Song Jiu and Song Thirty opened the door and stepped on the cart. Before they could start the car, gunshots came from behind. The sound was mixed with unintelligible Italian, and a few Chinese sentences, and the words were so lingering that they didn't know what they were talking about.

Song Jiu took out his gun, and ventured to stick his head out from the car window. He aimed his gun at the window of the master bedroom on the second floor. With his index finger, there was a loud "bang", and then the glass shattered into petals. After falling to the ground, Song Jiu immediately turned around and started the car after firing the shot, and followed the cart ahead of Song Thirty.

This shot completely disrupted the gringo camp, because the master bedroom is not a room for ordinary people, but the site of their boss's son. If something happens, they can't bear it even more. Taking advantage of the chaos, he ran out from the gringo's base and ran all the way to the big rock outside the base. He didn't dare to stay for a second and drove QQ to follow Song Jiu.

The group of Italians didn't get too panicked. After only a few minutes of chaos, they immediately became orderly to deal with things. The guy took a Porsche, two cars in total, and chased the QQ in front at full speed.

Seeing the two cars behind from the mirror, Ji Liang frowned into the intercom and said, "There are two cars behind, at least eight people."

Song Jiu cursed, and said, "Be careful with these grandchildren, I will block you as much as I can in front, don't hesitate to shoot!"

Song Thirty said silently, "I can help throw a few shots when I turn around in front."

Song Jiu immediately refused: "Concentrate on opening the way! Fuck me, don't throw a few bullets at me and Xiaoliang's face!"

After hearing Song Jiu's words, Ji Liang also remembered that Song Jiu had said before that Song Thirty's marksmanship was really bad.

But in fact, what Jiliang is most worried about is not how many people are chasing after him, he is more worried about whether his QQ can block the two Porsches behind him... This problem has just surfaced, and the first violent collision came. .

The gringo behind the car doesn't regard the Porsche as a good car at all, and follows the QQ like a tractor to prevent him from bumping into him. He can only use the advantage of the QQ's small size, light weight, speed, and ease. The shortcoming kept dodging, dodging three or four times, each time it was dangerously brushing the edge, and I could hear a few "呵啦" sounds from QQ's buttocks, and I could hear the sound of sparks without looking. .

Ji Liang, who was concentrating on dealing with the car behind him, heard Song Thirty say from time to time in the headset: "Looking at the live version of QQ against Porsche from the mirror of the big car, one against two, bet ten yuan that Porsche will win."

Song Jiu couldn't help cursing when she heard this: "Fuck, do you dare to play the big one? If you lose, your pants can't cover your pants!"

Song Thirty said silently, "Bet 5000 yuan."

Song Jiu giggled, "You're kind."

Song Thirty: "QQ wins."

……

Ji Liang's face turned black when he heard that, and he didn't have time to chat nonsense with these two people. He had to focus on two things and keep his eyes on the mirrors so that the two cars behind him couldn't have any possibility of overtaking.Fortunately, this is a mountain road, the road is narrow, at most two cars can be side by side, and the road is already full.

Ji Liang drove the QQ to the right at the beginning, saw the car behind him leaning to the left and wanted to overtake, he immediately turned the steering wheel and ran to the left lane, and then there was someone on the right who wanted to overtake, Ji Liang turned the steering wheel to the right again , tossing back and forth several times, gradually this method is not very effective, because the Porsche speeds up very quickly, and after two more tossings, there will be a car side by side with the QQ.

In order to get rid of the two cars behind him, Ji Liang rolled down the window, held the gun in one hand and the steering wheel in the other, stared at the mirror, and shot with his backhand!

The shot was very precise, and it directly hit the front tire of the car behind. Song Jiu and Song Thirty couldn't help sighing when they saw this scene.

Unfortunately, the car's tires didn't blow out... What's even more unfortunate is that the gringo followed suit and shot at the rear tire of the QQ in front without looking at the mirror. The guns of three or four people were shot at The ups and downs behind him forced Ji Liang to turn the steering wheel and take the S-shaped route...

If it wasn't for the dim light at night, the headlights of the car would easily cast multiple shadows on the eyes, even if you were driving a high-end car, you would definitely be blown to pieces.Even so, quite a few bullets hit the car body outside the wheels.

Ji Liang drove the car, frowned and said, "Ninth brother, hit the east and the west with two backhand shots."

As soon as the words fell, Ji Liang saw a black muzzle protruding from the driver's window of the truck in front, and drove the car to the back of the truck. After hearing Song Jiu's gun bang twice, Ji Liang quickly returned After these two shots, two shots were added, and then strangely, the one immediately in front suddenly fired three shots in the back... The only sound of the wheels pressing the mountain road was left after the gunshot.

Ji Liang turned his head and found that the two Porsches behind him had stopped, so he breathed a sigh of relief and shook his head at the scrapped left side mirror of the QQ car.

Why did he successfully get rid of the car behind him.First of all, Song Jiu fired two shots, one from the left and the other from the right, aiming at the two cars in the void. If the second was accurate, they would only hit the windshield. On the wheels of the car, the violent force achieved the effect of a one-off tire blowout. The last three shots were thrown out by Song Thirty casually, and then also casually threw away the left side mirror of Song Jiu and Ji Liang's car, and Another bullet going nowhere.

Song Thirty: "The clothes are seamless."

Ji Liang: "There is no danger..."

Song Jiu: "Fuck! Tell you not to shoot your mother, your ass is itchy!"

Later, as long as Song Sansan flicked the gun, it would definitely be linked to itchy buttocks.

……

After the three of them managed to escape for the time being, they did not drive back to the city in a hurry. Instead, they drove around in the mountains and found a secluded and secluded place. Hide in the mountains for one night, and continue to set off in the morning.

The three heads were leaning against the side of the truck side by side, and they sat on the floor without any shyness.

Song Jiu took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out three, and handed two to Ji Liang and Song Thirty. Then he skillfully lit the lighter, and said after lighting, "Everyone smoked a cigarette to stay awake."

Ji Liang looked at the things in his hand, and the smell of tobacco came into his nostrils. He had never smoked before, and he didn't know how to smoke. Turn over and play with it.

Song Jiu snorted and said with a smile: "Don't be a fucking man, smoking, drinking and picking up girls, you can call yourself a fucking man if you know everything!"

Song Thirty didn't care, took the lighter from Song Jiu's hand, lit his own cigarette, and got up one after another.

As a result, Song Sanshi threw the lighter over and lit the cigarette in his hand. After taking a puff, he found that learning was not as difficult as imagined.

The three of them sat on the ground and took a sip of cigarettes regardless of whether they smoked or not. Song Jiu said next to him: "I used to work in other places, and I fought and fired a few times to stimulate the excitement. When I stopped, I felt sore and tired. A gun is like a fucking stick, it’s so damn hard to breathe, start smoking, the smell of tobacco is all over your mouth, it’s a fucking pleasure! Haha! One gun, one cigarette, smoke!"

Ji Liang slowly sucked on the cigarette in his mouth, slowly exhaled the pungent smell, and also smiled: "Ninth brother, you have a good idea."

Song Thirty took three big puffs from the side, and said, "Three puffs for the three shots I fired."

Song Jiu slapped Song Thirty's head with one slap: "You fucking shut up, if you slap it to the right, your head will collapse!"

Ji Liang thought of QQ's mirror and said, "It has already collapsed on the car door."

Song Jiu was also angry: "If it wasn't for the iron sheet of the fucking truck, I still don't know where the bullet would go!"

Song Thirty picked up the cigarette and took another puff, saying, "Take a puff for the last shot I fired."

That's a good point, no one knows where the shot went...

A few people smoked and took a break. These few days, they had a great time cooperating on small tasks. It was rare to meet someone who was compatible with them. I felt that any task could be done with half the effort!

Song Jiu suddenly laughed and said, "It's been a few years since I went out on a mission with my brother. I used to be in the training camp when I was a child. Being with my brother is just a word, cool!"

Ji Liang looked at Song Jiu with a hearty grin, and imitated his example and said, "Cool!"

Seeing the interaction between the two, Song Thirty's complexion rarely changed, and he raised his brows: "I'm not thankful for my efforts, I'm unlucky, I'm suffering so much, my brother turns his face and doesn't recognize anyone, is he talking about me?"

Song Jiu turned his head and smiled: "Brother, come give Yele one."