In three seconds, the situation took a turn for the worse. The prince, who was so arrogant just now, has now become a piece of fish on someone else’s chopping board. The fast steel knife has already reached his neck, scaring him so much that he can’t even breathe. The hacksaw blade
The polished knife is so sharp that if the Adam's apple is moved, it will break the skin and bleed.
The two boys with guns in front had already been knocked down by Zhuo Li. The Baji Fist hit the diaphragm with great force, even a cow would have to fall down. As for the big brother Fei, he was so frightened that he shrank aside.
Even if you shake your pants, you'll see a bloody mess.
"Xiao Bei, let him go while I talk to the prince." Liu Ziguang came over and patted Bei Xiaoshuai on the shoulder. The latter looked at the prince fiercely and withdrew the knife.
"Prince, right? I heard that he was having a good time, and he was spreading rumors that he would kill my two brothers. Do you know who they are? They are my Liu Ziguang's people! Is there anyone on Jiangbei Road who can touch my Liu Ziguang's people? No!"
The prince's throat twitched, and the fear on his face, which was full of anger, was slowly replaced by anger. He had been living in the south for a period of time and had experienced a lot of scenes. He knew that Jiangbei's underworld was full of cowards who only talked but didn't do anything. Don't look at the fierce words on his lips.
I don't dare to actually kill anyone.
"Kill me if you have the guts! You're talking nonsense! I'll beat the crap out of you!"
"Pa" Zhuo Li slapped the person who came over to practice boxing. The prince brother suddenly felt a fishy sweetness in his mouth, and it seemed that a few of his teeth were loose.
"Brother Guang, we can't keep this guy for slaughter," Bei Xiaoshuai said, holding the knife.
Suddenly the bathroom door opened, and the three of them turned around together. There was a group of people standing at the door. They were the owner of the heavy metal slow rock bar, the foreman, the bartender, the security guard, and others. Their faces were frightened and uneasy. The ** lights outside shone on their faces, which made them blush for a while.
A burst of loud music poured in, making people restless.
"Brother Zhuo, please give me some face. Don't do anything in the store. We still have to do business." The bar owner said with a smile on his face, "I haven't seen any scene in the bar they opened. Don't worry, you are a drug seller, a murderer, and an arsonist. Just don't do it."
It's fine if you cause trouble, but it doesn't look good if you kill people in a store. Even if the police don't investigate, business will be delayed.
Since there are so many witnesses looking at Liu Ziguang and others, it is difficult to take action, but it would be too easy to let the prince go. Liu Ziguang thought for a while and said, "Just now, the coward seemed to say that he likes to be a pawn. If you don't want Zhuo Li, you will have to work hard to be a pawn."
Let’s make the prince feel comfortable.”
Of course Zhuo Li understood what this meant and glared: "I don't want to take the dry road this time. It's also the dry road for little girls. You know, according to statistics, 80% of AIDS is transmitted through homosexuals. Who knows this kid?"
Are you sick?"
Liu Ziguang winked and said, "Use this."
Zhuo Li handed over the high imitation ASP pure steel swing stick he bought for 30 yuan at the night market and then smiled: "This one is long, short and hard enough."
"Okay, Brother Liu, let's chat a few words with Brother Prince and leave. You all should leave too." Bei Xiaoshuai used a knife to drive away the onlookers, but he was unable to do anything, rather than driving away the onlookers.
Inviting people to watch the fun.
A group of people continued to gather around the door, whipping Zhuo Li, cutting the prince's hands behind his back, and pushing him into a small bathroom stall. Then there were the sounds of clothes being torn and strange screams of extreme anger, from high to high and finally hoarse.
Five minutes later, there was no sound in the cubicle. Zhuo Li came out with a bloody stick with yellow and foreign objects on it, and spat: "The girl from Malagebi passed out unexpectedly, didn't she have an anal fissure?"
Well, so what?"
Everyone gasped. The powerful and legendary prince brother usually has four bodyguards coming and going like the wind. He has a BMW, a car, a beautiful woman and a jade. He is the leading figure who controls most of the ***** business in Jiangbei City. Today
Someone actually had my anus exploded in the bathroom of this small heavy metal slow rock bar. This is really one of the top ten news stories in Jiangbei Province this year.
Zhuo Li handed the stick to Liu Ziguang and smiled maliciously: "Guangzi, put your stick away."
Liu Ziguang refused and said, "This stick is quite destined to be the prince. Let's just keep it in his thoughts."
Zhuo Li threw the stick back into the cubicle and pulled a piece of toilet paper from the paper tube on the wall to wipe his hands. The three burst into laughter and went out side by side. The crowd stepped out of the way like a tide and watched them leave. Jianghu only worships the strong. This battle
Afterwards, the prince's reputation was so low that he could never recover it, but Liu Ziguang and the other three were regarded as idols by many young people.
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After exiting the Slow Bar, the three of them felt refreshed and decided to go back to the authentic place for late-night snacks. Bei Xiaoshuai said, "Brother, I haven't driven a Mercedes-Benz yet. Let me have fun."
Liu Ziguang agreed and threw the key to him.
Bei Xiaoshuai knew that high-end Mercedes-Benz cars all have keyless starts, but after getting in the car for a long time, he still couldn't find the gear.
"You idiot, this car is just like the old Hongqi." Zhuo Li gave some advice before Bei Xiaoshuai started to drive the car.
It was the first time for Bei Xiaoshuai to drive such a high-end Mercedes-Benz S. Class. He was swaying in the seats. The car also started to make an S-shape on the empty road. Suddenly, the police lights in front of him flashed. Two motorcycles stopped on the side of the road. One of them stopped.
The traffic patrol officer wearing a reflective vest gestured for the Mercedes-Benz to pull over.
Bei Xiaoshuai suddenly panicked and asked Liu Ziguang: "What should I do?"
"Stop the car. We haven't broken any laws. We are just good people who are afraid of hair."
"But our car has no formalities."
Even so, the car parked obediently on the side of the road. Policeman Li Shangting came over and saluted and asked, "Please show your ID when the police inspect you."
The ID has a rough ID, but you can't say that. Bei Xiaoshuai got out of the car and had a sloppy look with Li Shangting: "My car is for repair and I don't have the ID."
"The driving license must be carried with the vehicle. If a valid certificate cannot be produced..." Li Shangting kept talking to him about the Traffic and Road Safety Law. Standing on the roadside, Lao Song yawned and reached for a cigarette. He had seen many black smuggled cars like this.
It’s not unusual. Those who are well off don’t get a cheap and high-quality car to drive, and there are formal procedures. Even if the car doesn’t have hundreds of thousands, it won’t be able to get it.
Who would dare to commit suicide if he is not a fierce person? Even if he seizes someone's phone number, he can still get it back.
So it doesn't make any sense.
But when his eyes swept over the passenger seat, he happened to meet Liu Ziguang's eyes. Old Song's heart suddenly became cold and his eyes quickly glanced at the Mercedes-Benz tires. The 255/45r18 Michelin tires happened to be the same as the Binjiang Highway extension an hour ago.
The rut marks in that case were the same.
An instruction from the command center came over the intercom: "All units and checkpoints should pay attention to intercept a hit-and-run vehicle, a black BMW x5 with local license plates. The driver may be drunk."
After the new laws on drunk driving were introduced, this situation is still repeated. Are those driving guys really so heartless? Knowing that they are drunk and driving without taking other people's lives seriously should be cut into pieces.
Speaking of this, Lao Song was very touched. Three years ago, he was about to be promoted to squadron leader, but he stopped a drunk driver of a luxury car and detained the driver. However, the man with a rich background made a few phone calls and almost raped Lao Song.
In the end, the police captain personally apologized and sent the person back.
I was in a trance for a while. Suddenly there was a harsh motor sound in the distance, and a BMW SUV came running like a runaway horse. I clearly saw the police in front of me for inspection, but it didn't slow down at all and became even crazier.
It must be the car the command center mentioned. Lao Song subconsciously wanted to turn the key of the motorcycle and start chasing the vehicle that caused the accident. But the scene three years ago suddenly came to mind. The hand holding the key couldn't help but pause.
Li Shangting also spotted the BMW. He quickly left Bei Xiaoshuai and stood in the middle of the road, raising his hands. Little did he know that the BMW was still there. The two bright headlights illuminated Li Shangting. He couldn't open his eyes and only felt that his body was flying.
stand up.
When I opened my eyes, I saw that it was Bei Xiaoshuai who flew towards the BMW and sped away. His motorcycle parked on the side of the road was also hit by it and the gas tank was deflated. Gasoline gurgled out.
Liu Ziguang, who had been sitting in the passenger seat, reacted the fastest, threw himself on the driver's seat, put the gear in gear and stepped on the accelerator. The Mercedes roared out and rushed out. When Lao Song saw this scene, he gritted his teeth and moved his motorcycle, then chased after him.
Li Shangting got up from the ground and didn't have time to say thank you to Bei Xiaoshuai. He quickly used the walkie-talkie to report to the command center. But unfortunately, the battery of the walkie-talkie fell to nowhere when he fell. He was so angry that he threw the walkie-talkie on the ground.
On the ground.
The BMW
A lot of things were found and the front bumper was covered in blood.
Liu Ziguang had a slight disadvantage between Mercedes-Benz and BMW with 3.5 and 4.8 displacements, but his fierce driving style made up for this disadvantage. He collided mercilessly, squeezing the BMW and sending Zhuo Li shaking around in the back seat.
They all hit the roof of the car.
The driver of the x5 did not hesitate to use his drunkenness to collide with the Mercedes-Benz. The two cars were so close to each other that they sped forward, even causing a long string of sparks. The rearview mirror knocked off the bumper and came loose. Both cars were miserable.
Finally, Liu Ziguang saw an opportunity and got out of the BMW half the way. He turned the steering wheel and the BMW was squeezed straight to the roadside. It hit the road sign on the roadside and the airbag deployed instantly. However, it was too fast and the BMW rolled over several times.
It fell in the field dozens of meters away from the roadside.
Lao Song was riding a Yamaha 25o police motorcycle. He also risked his speed to reach 180, but after all, he was still a step slower. By the time he arrived at the scene, the BMW had overturned and the bruised Mercedes-Benz was lying in the farmland.
The car made a beautiful reverse and straightened the front of the car.
This otherworldly driving skill and hatred of evil made Lao Song feel vaguely familiar. He seemed to see his young self facing the enemy bravely without flinching, even if he sacrificed himself.
He thought again of the mysterious Porsche car accident that happened not long ago. Could it be that this story has been circulating in the circle of Jiangbei car enthusiasts...
The shiny Mercedes-Benz drove past Old Song, honking its horn softly to pay tribute to the old man who was desperately pursuing him. Old Song also slowly raised his right hand and solemnly returned the police salute.