At the entrance of the farmhouse, Fu Zhisong turned his head and saw Qiao Shuai. He waved his hand and shouted: "Drive the car into the alley. They have guns and fire tires!"

Qiao Shuai accelerated when he heard the sound, and the car chassis hit the curb and rushed straight to the alley.

"Walk!"

Fu Zhisong grabbed Luo Jiahong's neck and turned around and wanted to go to the alley. However, Luo Jiahong was shot on the foot, and he was unable to move. In addition, his limbs were always resisting Fu Zhisong, so the two of them moved relatively slowly.

"Fuck you, I'll break you up." Fu Zhisong yelled and pushed the gun on Luo Jiahong's chest: "Go away!"

On the street, driver Liu Yanzhang's arms and face were covered with blood and scratches. He lame his legs up from the road and shook his head hard.

When Fu Zhisong turned his head and saw the driver, he felt a bad feeling. He followed him and hid behind the wall at the entrance of the farmyard.

"Mom, I'm a B." Liu Yanzhang's driver cursed and rushed forward with his limp.

Behind the wall, Fu Zhisong probed his head and was about to shoot.

"Kang Kang!"

Liu Yanzhang's driver stood by the side of the road and shot twice, intending to suppress Fu Zhisong and prevent him from running out, but unexpectedly, the bullet crashed on the wall and smashed the cement. The small stone block rubbed Fu Zhisong's side face and flew over.

"Fuck!" Fu Zhisong could instinctively shrink his neck and dodge back. He felt a burning pain on his face for a moment, but at this moment his left hand was still pulling Luo Jiahong without letting go.

"Damn it, you're fucking." Luo Jiahong roared angrily, knowing in his heart that if he didn't resist at this moment, he would have been kidnapped, so he suddenly turned around and grabbed the gun on Fu Zhisong's right hand with both hands.

Fu Zhisong was stunned, pushed Luo Jiahong's neck with his left hand, and wanted to spread his body.

"Bang!"

Looking at the gentle and refined Luo Jiahong, he moved extremely quickly to resist. He suddenly raised his knees and hit Fu Zhisong's crotch with a bang.

"Ao!" Fu Zhisong's eyes were bulging in pain, and his body unconsciously bowed. But even so, the gun on his right hand still did not fall off.

When Luo Jiahong saw that he had no chance to seize the gun, he could only risk running out and shouted: "Shoot him!"

"Fuck." Fu Zhisong cursed with red eyes, and he was about to chase out as he stepped forward.

"Kang Kang..."

The driver of Liu Yanzhang on the roadside kept pulling the trigger and temporarily suppressed Fu Zhisong. But after a few seconds, he lost the bullets.

"Run!"

After Luo Jiahong temporarily escaped from the trap, he rushed towards Liu Yanzhang, Uncle Wen and others with big steps. Then several people ran directly to the right side of the farmhouse because Liu Yanzhang's car was parked there.

The firefight between the two sides occurred in the flash, so Qiao Shuai, who was driving into the alley, had just gotten off the driving force and was carrying a pistol in his hand.

"Chasing him, there is no one there." Fu Zhisong had no way out at this moment. To put it bluntly, he had to lock Luo Jiahong today, otherwise Ai Qing, who was in Myanmar, would be finished when the gun fired here.

"Just fuck him!"

If it was someone else, he might also persuade Fu Zhisong, but Qiao Shuai is also a man who is slim and dares to be on the verge of heaven and earth. So after he replied, he rushed out of the wall side by side with Fu Zhisong.

On the side of the road, Liu Yanzhang's driver was injured in the leg, making him unable to walk, and there were no bullets in the gun, so he rushed to the back of Luo Jiahong and others, "Wait for me...you can wait for me!"

"I'll wait for your mother to have a B!"

Qiao Shuai rushed up from behind and hit the driver's temple with a shot.

"Gudong!"

The young man who sacrificed his life to let Luo Jiahong escape temporarily fell to the ground with a thud.

"Without you, the matter is over. I'll fuck you!" Qiao's handsome eyes were red, and he lowered his head and shot the driver in the knee.

"Let's go, don't worry about him." Fu Zhisong shouted and continued to run towards the parking direction.

After saying that, the two continued to move forward. The driver lying on the ground not only had no one to care about it, but also might have lost his job. Because he was shot in the center of his right knee, he might have bid farewell to the car in the future.

Recalling what Liu Yanzhang said to him in the car, it was a little sarcastic at this moment. The opportunity to get close to Luo Jiahong had completely withered before it officially arrived... This is the world, where people who gain both fame and fortune were too few, and the terrible things were everywhere.

...

In the parking lot.

Luo Jiahong pulled his neck and shouted: "Uncle Liu, open the car door!"

"Fuck, I just remembered that the key was on the driver." Liu Yanzhang responded with panting: "Run forward quickly and turn over from the flower bed."

"grass."

After Luo Jiajun cursed, he could only lower his head and run to the front left, hoping to use the trees in the flower bed to completely get rid of Fu Zhisong and Qiao Shuai behind him. However, although he usually exercises and knows how to maintain his body, Liu Yanzhang and Uncle Wen are not good. The two of them are all in their early years. How could they run away from Fu Zhisong and Qiao Shuai who are in their prime?

As several people rushed into the flower bed, Liu Yanzhang felt that his chest was about to explode, his entire respiratory tract was so painful, and his eyes were already looking at the front of him.

"Kang!"

Behind him, Qiao Shuai ran to the entrance of the flower bed and shot him.

"grass!"

When Liu Yanzhang heard the gunshots, he felt like an old horse who was frightened. When he looked back, his feet were unstable and he fell to the ground with a buzz.

"Old Liu!" Uncle Wen turned around and shouted.

In the direction of the flower bed exit, Luo Jiahong, who was in the front, turned around and stared at him and asked, "What's the situation?"

"Liu...Uncle Liu fell." Jiahong, who was following behind, replied.

"grass!"

Luo Jiahong was anxious when he heard this, and even felt so hot that he was about to run back.

"Boss, boss, what are you doing? The two behind have guns, you can't go back." The follower pushed Jiahong and shouted.

"Silly, you!" Luo Jiahong jumped and cursed: "Who is Uncle Liu?! That's my father's housekeeper. I was caught by myself, so I can't let him be arrested! Get out of here!"

"Boss, when you go back, you both will be arrested." The follower still stopped him.

In the woods.

"Bang!"

Qiao Shuai kicked Liu Yanzhang in the head and scolded: "Damn it, how old are you? Are you still looking back at the moon?!"

"Run... can't run anymore..." Liu Yanzhang felt that he was going to die. He was so panting that he couldn't even speak well, so he just lay on the ground and stroked his chest.

Immediately afterwards, Fu Zhisong ran over from the side: "Catch it?"

"An old man." Qiao Shuai responded with his head raised.

Fu Zhisong glanced at Liu Yanzhang when he heard the sound, and actually scolded him: "Fuck, what's the use of catching an old man? What if you cooperate with the crematorium? Hurry up and chase Luo Jiahong!"

"Let's go." Qiao Shuai also nodded.

After the words were finished, the two of them were about to chase forward.

“Buzz!”
Chapter completed!