For Mao Hua Tou now, the most painful thing in the world is that the hope of life was extinguished by the cruelty of reality just after he saw it.
Qian Mo gambled with his body and won a glimmer of hope, but in the blink of an eye, that glimmer of hope was completely extinguished by the dazzling white light in front of him.
Closer, closer, Mao Huantou could see the blurry figure on the highway. Under the white light composed of many car lights, he could barely see many people holding firearms standing in front of him.
Today's Mao Hua Tou is already struggling whether to rush over directly and cause a car crash and kill everyone, or to get out of the car honestly and be shot into a sieve by them.
"Aunt?" While Mao Hua was thinking about everything in his mind, Qian Mo, who was looking pale in the back seat, suddenly heard a confused voice.
When the jeep got closer, Qian Mo said weakly: "Monkey, that's my aunt."
The sound of nature, this sentence is undoubtedly the sound of nature to Mao Huantou!
For Mao Huantou at this moment, the happiest thing in the world is that when you are ready to die, someone suddenly tells you that you can continue to live a beautiful life.
Mao Huantou quickly relaxed the accelerator, and the car slowly stopped in front of the armed men. Looking at this dark crowd, he estimated that there were at least a hundred people!
I saw a gorgeous woman in a black dress standing aside. After seeing the jeep parked safely on her side, the coldness between her eyebrows softened a little. When her cold eyes turned to the dozen or so people who were following her,
When I saw a car with a 'Beijing' license plate, undisguised anger and disgust appeared on my face!
"Leave no one behind!" The red lips of the woman in black dress opened slightly. Her voice was pleasant, but her words made people feel as cold as falling into an ice cellar.
Standing respectfully next to the woman in black dress was a bearded man with a scar on his eye. It was rare that he did not wear glasses tonight. After hearing the words of the woman in black dress, the bearded man bowed respectfully, and then
He said to the pinhole communicator on his collar: "Leave no one behind! Throw all the puppies from Kyoto to our port city!"
At the command, the engines of nearly a hundred off-road vehicles, cars, or motorcycles roared, and one vehicle passed by the military green jeep, aiming directly at the dozen or so sedans with "Beijing" license plates that were catching up.
Fierce gunshots once again swept through the dark night sky. The sound was sudden and dispersed quickly. The battle did not last more than three minutes. The agents chasing after them had no intention of running away or making any resistance. They knew that they had lost...
The woman in black dress did not go to see the meaningless battle, but walked to the jeep. Inside, she saw a wretched man with a slick face. She ignored it. In the back seat, she saw a horrified man.
A tall and beautiful girl whose color has not faded yet. The girl was wrapped in a quilt. She still turned her gaze. The woman in black dress fixed her gaze on the young man who was wearing only a thin coat on a cold day. There were blood stains on the man's face that could not be concealed.
He was pale and had a strong smell of blood.
"Xiao Mo..." The woman in black dress opened the car door and gently caressed the young man's cheek, feeling unspeakable love and pity. This was her only nephew, and perhaps her only relative in the world!
The night is as cold as water, and people are haggard!
…
At 10:12 pm, it’s not time to fall asleep yet. At 10:12 pm, this bloody disaster ends
Li Qi is a mysterious investor in Hong Kong City. No one knows how much assets she has, how she started her business, and how powerful she is in Hong Kong City.
This night, Li Qi revealed a little of her mysterious veil! Within an hour, hundreds of armed personnel with live ammunition gathered. The government knew it, and the local army stationed in the port city that remained silent also knew it, but there was no movement!
This incident gave clues to the front-line forces in Hong Kong City, and Li Qi cannot be offended!
…
On the second day, everything returned to calm. On the Liugang Highway, vehicles passed smoothly, but some careful people discovered that at the junction of Liushi and Gangcheng, the red on the road was blood!
On this day, the monkey left the port city and drove the army green jeep slowly away from the port city, whistling, it’s good to be alive.
On this day, Li Qi personally sent Qiao Yangyang, who was wearing his own clothes, back to Qiao's house. There was no intention of coming to apologize, but it just showed that Li Qi valued his nephew's friend, and Mr. Qiao had always been
No one said anything with a calm face
On this day, the injured students of the University of Hong Kong discovered that the old man with superb medical skills in their school's medical office was missing. The school gave a notice that the old man would take three days or more of leave.
…
Compared with everything calm in the port city, Kyoto's undercurrent is turbulent.
‘Pa’ In a place in Kyoto, an old man in yellow clothes slammed the table. In front of him were two agents in black with their heads lowered. Their bodies seemed to be trembling slightly because of the old man’s anger.
"Let's forget about this matter. The Lu family can afford to lose!" After a burst of anger, the old man of the Lu family calmed down his emotions, but his eyes were still full of haze: "My Lu family is at fault for the matter in Hong Kong City. This
Leave some time to those front-line families to toss around!"
On the roof of a high building in Kyoto, twelve old men in their sixties sat at a round conference table. They did not speak for a long time. Surrounded by them were a circle of strong bodyguards. These twelve old men in their sixties, casually
One person's cough can make Kyoto tremble!
After being silent for about ten minutes, the old man in the front seat with a dragon-headed cane opened his eyes and said: "The juniors of the Lu family are not sensible, but we must not be ignorant. Since we have failed, we must give some to those outsiders."
Tiantou, isn’t that young man named Qian Mo planning to build a Ferris wheel as high as the one in Kyoto? That’s right!”
Height and high position are both important in the eyes of those in power. This "accuracy" is a compromise!
In a villa in Kyoto, five people were sitting on the table having breakfast. This was one of the few times they sat together in the past few years.
A gentle man, an old man with white hair, an old man with a smile, a bald man, a middle-aged man with a fair face
The five of them ate their breakfast quietly. Even the bald man who was bold in the past did not dare to make any mistakes at this time.
After the meal, the gentle man wiped his mouth with a piece of paper. For people who know how to live, they always say nothing during sleep and meal.
"Xiao Mo... is very good." The gentle man glanced at the other four people on the table: "For the project he was tossing about in Hong Kong City, we elders raised 2 billion and sent it to him. After all, we are also from Hong Kong City and we are young.
He has a good appetite and feels that the commission we gave him when we hired him is not enough, so I agree to increase the commission. Do you have any objections?"
"Second brother is right!" No one objected. They didn't mind giving some rewards to the victors.
If you win, you will be rewarded; if you lose, you will be unknown. This is the rule of the game.
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In an ordinary community in Hong Kong City some distance away from the city center, a house has a strong smell of medicine.
In a room in this house, a half-naked young man is sitting on the bed, an old man in a white coat is baking tweezers on the stove that rises next to him, and a woman in black dress is holding her hands coldly.
Looking at the young man on the bed
"Boy Qian, there are five bullet holes in your body. Although none of them are fatal, it will be difficult to remove them one by one." The old man in the white coat is Mr. Ling, the temporary school doctor of the University of Hong Kong. Mr. Ling turned over the tweezers on the stove.
Said: "It would be easier to use anesthetics. Do you think I should use a little more?"
"No need." His voice was a little weak. Although the shirtless Qian Mo didn't feel cold in this room, the excessive bleeding in his body made him feel cold.
"Humph! You will show off your strength!" Li Qi, who rarely dressed up coolly in front of Qian Mo, just came back from the pharmaceutical company Qiao's house a moment ago. From last night to now, he has not slept a wink: "You can run to Liu's house in a good manner.
What is the city doing!?"
Li Qi's ability in Hong Kong City was enough to fully control Qianmo's itinerary, but she did not do this. Everyone has their own privacy. She respected her nephew, but she did not expect that he went to Liushi yesterday.
, came back injured
"No effort, no reward." Qian Mo didn't care about Li Qi's anger: "Everything has two sides, I think because after this incident, I can calm down for a while, and what I get should be pretty good."
Things are indeed as Qian Mo thought, but not everyone is as open-minded as him. To some people, things that bring life to life are far less important than Qian Mo himself.
"Xiao Mo, you are my nephew, my only nephew!" Li Qi looked at Qian Mo with a look of distress in his eyes because of Qian Mo's indifference.
The atmosphere suddenly became silent. Different things he cared about meant different attitudes and even different choices! Qian Mo wanted to look away from the sky and see clearly the hand that vaguely controlled his life, while Li Qi wanted to make Qian Mo stable.
In life in Hong Kong, there is no right or wrong, both are right!
"You two aunts and nephews are both so stubborn." Mr. Ling shook his head. He and Li Qi had only met a few times more than 20 years ago. At that time, Li Qi, who was still young, followed her sister to several places.
At the University of Hong Kong back then, Ling Lao, who was hanging out with Qianye, had naturally met her a few times, but now it was difficult for him to talk to her: "Qian, I'm going to pull out a warhead, please bear with me."
There were five bullet holes, two on the back, and three on the front, all of which penetrated deep into the skin! As Mr. Ling held the steaming tweezers to pick up the bullet, Qian Mo bit his lower lip until it turned white.
Didn't make a sound
Li Qi looked at Qian Mo's pain and couldn't bear to watch any more. He sighed and left Qian Mo's room.
Mr. Ling used alcohol to clean Qian Mo's wound, and after tying a bandage for him, he breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on a small chair aside. He had to admit that when you grow old, you cannot do anything you love.
"Qian Mo, your aunt is actually right. You will be safe in Hong Kong City..." Qian Mo and Mr. Ling could both hear the helplessness in Li Qi's sigh before leaving.
"I'm not wrong either." Qian Mo picked up the clothes and put them on his body without waiting for Mr. Ling to finish. She was right, and so was he.