Starting Hong Kong Variety Show: My senior brother is Lingling Qi

The door of the restaurant.

Ren Laojiu's hand was held tightly by A Yu who was lying in a pool of blood. He said anxiously: "A Yu, let's go to the hospital first. If you continue like this, you will die."

A Yu looked at Ren Laojiu affectionately, "Brother Jiu, some people are destined to die for others..."

Although he felt that A Yu's eyes were a little strange, he didn't pay attention to it in his hurry and was instructing his younger brother to call Bai Che quickly.

"Wait a minute, brother Jiu!" Ayu took Ren Laojiu's hand, hesitated for a moment and then suddenly said: "Actually, I have always...always loved you so much."

"..."

The originally noisy crowd suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at A Yu and Ren Laojiu with stunned expressions.

Even Zheng Jirong looked at the pair with his mouth wide open.

Ren Laojiu was stunned with a confused look on his face, then he was so frightened that he broke away from A Yu's hand and took two steps back. His face first turned pale and then turned extremely red.

"Why are you talking about this at this time?!"

A Yu's face darkened and he said, "I know it's hard to accept it for a while, but if you don't tell me, I'm afraid I won't have a chance in the future."

He looked at Ren Laojiu and said sincerely: "I am not a calcium, I have always liked women.

Until I followed you, I followed you because I admired you, I admired you so much, and I started to care about you, and slowly... I felt that I could really die for you, and I even felt scared.

I feel that no one in this world is more important than you, including myself, and I know I shouldn’t be like this..."

Ren Laojiu's face froze after hearing this, "I... I can probably understand it, but probably... not everything."

"Brother Jiu...do I still have a chance to follow you again?"

A smile appeared on Ren Laojiu's stiff face, "We'll talk about it after you recover from your injury, but...I won't go to the sauna with you even if I kill you."

"..."

"Pfft..."

Zheng Jirong glared at Wu Liushou who couldn't hold it back, "We are a high society!" How can we laugh at this scene of deep brotherhood, unless...

"Pfft... hahaha" Zheng Jirong couldn't hold it in any longer. This meeting tonight was so worth it.

Wu Liushou and Zheng Jirong were the first to laugh out loud, and then, like a chain reaction, the brothers from other clubs outside the door couldn't hold it in any longer, and everyone held their stomachs and laughed wildly.

It's not that I'm laughing at the relationship between A Yu and Ren Laojiu, it's just that this scene is so funny.

Ren Yinjiu, the boss of the number gang, died in the street.

Zheng Jirong suppressed his laughter at this time, pointed at the laughing people with a cold face and scolded: "Smile, laugh, laugh like shit, do you have such a loyal little brother?"

He walked up to Ren Laojiu, patted his shoulder and said: "Laojiu, I admire your ability to train your little brother. As for your life-saving grace, I don't want anything in return from you. Let's eat together in two days." I have something to talk to you about."

After saying that, he led A Miao and others and left first. He had just killed three killers on the street, and the A-Sirs would come over soon, so it was better to leave first.

But when I walked to the car, I found that the tires had been blown out by several killer bullets.

"Damn! These Yan family guys are incapable of shooting people with shovels, but they are quite accurate at shooting tires."

"Brother Rong, do you want to call Brother Tie Dan to pick you up?"

"Forget it, I'll take a taxi back. You can find someone to repair Amiao's car. I'll change it to a bulletproof car next time and see if they can still shoot through it!"

Zheng Jirong waved his hand and turned to the roadside to take a taxi.

After lighting a cigarette, Zheng Jirong looked at the three corpses not far away. At this time, many people were surrounding the corpses.

In this time and space, the psychological quality of the citizens of Hong Kong Island is far superior to that of Gotham. When they heard the gunfire a second ago, everyone couldn't hide. Now, when they see the killer who fired the gun die, they all come forward to watch out of curiosity.

As soon as he walked to the street, a red-top minibus stopped in front of Zheng Jirong. After the door opened, the driver in the driver's seat asked: "Pretty boy, where are you going?"

"Newly reclaimed land"

"thirty"

"Ten dollars"

"boarding!"

"Depend on……"

Unexpectedly, this kind of red-top minibus also runs private routes, which is really a good way to make money.

Zheng Jirong walked into the minibus. There were not many people in the car. No wonder the driver was so eager to attract customers.

After finding a seat by the window and sitting down, he estimated that the sirs would be arriving soon.

But tonight's matter, he was acting in self-defense anyway, and these gentlemen wouldn't really be ruthless to investigate this kind of gang vendetta.

When Chen Haonan killed Baguan, he was an upright street kid, and no sir ever came to arrest him.

…

Liang Wanting didn't know how to describe her luck. Ever since she was threatened by a man with a gun on the minibus last time, she would think of him every night when she closed her eyes, and she wanted to see him again.

She doesn't know what's wrong with her, Stockholm Syndrome?

And on the way home on the minibus tonight, I was lucky enough to meet this man again!

She couldn't control her eyes and kept staring at his side face. Why didn't she notice that this man was so handsome last time?

At this time, Zheng Jirong also felt as if someone behind him had been staring at him. He casually turned his head and looked to the right.

She happened to catch Liang Wanting secretly watching her. Liang Wanting's face turned red, she shyly stuck out her tongue, and then lowered her head with a slight smile.

hiss……

Zheng Jirong was no longer calm. He unexpectedly met the girl on the minibus last time, and there was something wrong with her expression.

Shouldn't she be afraid of herself? This person is blushing, sticking out his tongue, lowering his head and smiling... Could it be?

Just when Zheng Jirong was thinking about saying hello to her, an urgent alarm bell suddenly sounded from behind the minibus.

A voice came from the police car's horn behind the car: "Pull over the minibus DW9363 in front!"

Zheng Jirong frowned, is he so unlucky?

Liang Wanting, who was in the back, saw Zheng Jirong frowning and thought that JC must have come to see him this time. She quickly picked up the handbag placed on the seat next to her, and then coughed twice.

After Zheng Jirong saw it, he smiled and stood up and took a seat next to her.

At this time, the sires in the police car all got out of the car and walked towards the minibus. Liang Wanting anxiously hugged Zheng Jirong's arm and put her head on his shoulder, pretending to be a couple like last time, hoping to get away with it.

Zheng Jirong looked at Liang Wanting nervously, and he felt funny and put his head close to her.

At this time, Sir walked up to the driver and said, "Turn off the radio and turn off the engine."

The driver asked: "What's the matter, sir?"

"What happened? You rushed through the red light!"

"No, I didn't run the red light."

"No?! Everyone in the car saw you running the red light!"

Liang Wanting was stunned after hearing the conversation between the driver and Sir, "It turned out to be a red light..."

She raised her head and glanced at Zheng Jirong sheepishly, and Zheng Jirong was also looking at her at this time. When their eyes met, the two of them smiled knowingly.

Wanting Liang from the movie "Dark War"

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