There are very few vehicles on this winding asphalt road along the bay, because the front leads to the private road of the mansion in the middle of the mountain. Private vehicles in the high-end residential area behind the bay do not pass through here. It is a good place for local residents to relax in the evening.
These vans came at high speed, causing everyone to scream in surprise and hurriedly dodge.
"Boss, it's dangerous, get off the road."
Hearing the bodyguard behind him shouting loudly and with a very anxious tone, Wang Yaocheng immediately sensed the danger and nimbly avoided the green belt on the roadside, and even grabbed Zhao Feng.
At this time, the madman and the lynx had already strode over and said in a hurry: "We can't stay here, go to the bush over there and enter the small forest."
Before he finished speaking, the van in front had already rushed over unstoppably. With the sharp sound of brakes, the wheels slanted and dragged out several clear ruts on the asphalt road.
There was a loud bang,
The van behind it rushed directly onto the green belt lawn, and the speeding wheels violently hit and rolled over the 20-centimeter-high curb, making a huge noise that made people tremble, and the whole car jumped into the air.
Then it hit the lawn heavily. This huge force immediately opened up the soft lawn, mixed with soil, and grass clippings flew everywhere, and the unstoppable impact momentum was stopped.
This moment of lag
Shanmao reacted very quickly and pushed Wang Yaocheng on the back, allowing him to avoid the direct impact of the van, while he flexibly dodged it.
The van whizzed past the Bobcat's body, and the rearview mirror hit the side and broke into pieces immediately, causing the Bobcat's body to spin several times and fall to the ground.
"Lynx, are you okay?"
The van rushed onto the lawn without stopping, and the lunatic roared anxiously and rushed over in a few steps.
"Quickly, protect the boss and retreat into the forest. I'm fine."
Shanmao felt that the left half of his body was numb, and now he had no time to think about whether he was injured. He grabbed the lunatic's stretched out hand and stood up, looking around quickly.
Behind this lawn are bushes and groves. The grove is not big. There are about ten rows of artificially planted camphor trees. There are also many local residents exercising inside. They are now stunned by the sudden change.
Several vans almost stopped one after another, and many ferocious-looking burly men swarmed out of the vans, holding shiny machetes and Japanese samurai swords in their hands, shouting at the tall Wang Yaocheng;
"It's him, this mainland guy, chop him to death!"
At this time, the bodyguards protected Wang Yaocheng and fled, and the group behind them chased him with shining knives.
You are definitely not allowed to go to the beach. Once you get there, you will only be caught in a trap. These young and Dangerous guys came in a car, and their two legs will definitely not be able to run on four wheels, and there is no way to escape back to the villa in the middle of the mountain.
Then, passing through the grove is the shopping street downstairs in the high-end residential area. This should be the only way out.
Several people ran very fast. Young Wang Yaocheng was tall and long-legged. He ran like the wind through the woods, dodging the panicked local residents left and right. His movements were very flexible.
The only drag was Zhao Feng. He was less than 1.7 meters tall and a little overweight. He was a typical engineering dog who was not good at exercise, which slowed down everyone's speed.
Just as they passed through the woods, several strong young and Dangerous boys were already chasing after them, quickly shortening the distance between them.
"Don't run, stop for me, Pujie!"
"Catch him and chop him to death."
The young and Dangerous boys behind him gave chase with all their strength, jumping over the railing that separated the grove and rushing into the market. Zhao Feng, who was running at the back, was clumsy in his steps. From time to time, he had to turn his face away in fear to look at the pursuers with murderous expressions on their faces.
The distance between the two sides was only three or four meters, and the gleaming machete seemed to be able to hit him at any time. Zhao Feng was so frightened that he screamed in agony.
Wang Yaocheng, who was rushing to the front with his long legs, jumped over a boy riding a stroller. Hearing the shrill screams, he couldn't help but shudder in his heart.
"Fuck you, fuck your mother. I'll let you die if you want."
Wang Yaocheng's galloping figure quickly slowed down, stopped his momentum and turned around suddenly, with a fierce look in his eyes.
He is a decisive person, otherwise, he would not have knocked down Xiao Fei and Ma Peng, who were planning to plot against him, and even stepped on Ma Peng's leg before leaving.
On a ranch outside Texas, five gangsters were killed in a dangerous moment.
"Boss, you..." Shanmao and Madman suddenly stopped one after another, and couldn't help shouting worriedly.
"Wang Yaocheng's face turned blue with anger, "Fuck you, we can't leave Zhao Feng. If something happens, how can I see his parents? Give me the gun."
The lunatic was stunned for a moment when he saw this, and his eyes immediately turned red. The long-lost madness suddenly returned to his true form, and he couldn't help but laugh strangely;
"Hehe, boss, you don't need to do anything. We brothers are still alive and kicking. This is our job. Let us take care of these things. Bobcat has already called for backup. Just hold on for a few minutes and the brothers will be here."
Shanmao stood silently in front of Wang Yaocheng, and the portable briefcase he had been carrying on his left hand unfolded with a hula, forming a bulletproof wall more than one person wide to block bullets.
He casually took out the gun in his arms, opened the safety, and stuck it behind the bulletproof briefcase, forming the last barrier in front of Wang Yaocheng.
As the private planes entered the port, all the bodyguards had pistols hidden on them. There were even heavy weapons such as Barrett sniper rifles and machine guns in the safes hidden on the planes, which could be used at any time.
The Hong Kong police have very strict gun management. These bodyguards are suspected of holding guns without a license and can only be used in life-threatening situations. The aftermath is also very troublesome.
Therefore, when it comes to the extremely low probability of being chased by the Young and Dangerous, the first reaction is to take the Thirty-Six Strategies.
Fortunately, all the bodyguards have completed investment immigration, obtained green cards, and are now Chinese Americans. These should be a headache for the U.S. Consulate General in Hong Kong.
The U.S. government does not prohibit people from carrying guns abroad, nor does it prohibit citizens from using weapons for self-defense.
Among this group of people, only Wang Yaocheng is a Hong Kong citizen and is restricted by visas to the United States. The others can come and go freely.
The change was completed in the blink of an eye after Zhao Feng screamed, only three or four seconds.
The young and Dangerous boy with a pockmarked face who was chasing after him was barely able to catch up. He raised the sharp machete in his hand and struck hard with all his strength. Only a crisp gunshot was heard, and the bullet hit the young and Dangerous boy with a pockmarked face.
The powerful 9mm Parabellum pistol bullet staggered the strong young and Dangerous boy. The machete in his hand was unstable and fell off. It drew a slant arc and hit the stone pavement with a "clang" sound.
"A sound.
With one blow, the opponent loses his attack power.
More than 30 young and Dangerous boys emerged from the grove and chased them all the way. The crisp sound of gunshots instantly woke up the enthusiastic Young and Dangerous boys, and they stopped in their tracks at a loss.
"Bujie, they have guns in their hands, Ma Zai was shot."
"What are you afraid of? He only has one gun, and there are so many of us who can kill him with one knife."
The speaker was an aggressive square-faced man, waving a gleaming samurai sword in his hand, and walked up with a brave face; "I am Yuan Lang's Xiong Lan Zaidong, 14k German double-flower red stick, I don't believe you."
The crappy gun in your hand can hit me."
Facing a gun, anyone who dares to rant like this is out of their mind.
"" A crisp gunshot
A dazzling bullet hole appeared in Lan Zaidong's chest, and blood instantly dyed his clothes red. Lan Zaidong's body was hit by a Glock pistol bullet at close range, and he retreated, swaying unsteadily.
The madman took two steps forward and pulled Zhao Feng behind him. The man in front of him drew a light sword with his bare hands, and the gleaming samurai sword fell into his hand.
With a cry of exclamation, the murderous gangsters around them all lost their momentum and subconsciously retreated.
A mixed society also depends on the limelight. Although the members of the society usually brag about their arrogance, no one is willing to do something stupid enough to step forward and die. Such people are purely insane.
Lan Zaidong was obviously such a person, and he was shot to death.
The young and Dangerous boys holding machetes were frightened by the sound of gunfire, their courage receded like a tide, and they had already begun to think about retreating.
"Put down all the knives in your hands, please hurry up. Didn't you hear what I said clearly? Put down all the knives in my hands, otherwise the gun in my hand will not recognize anyone." The madman held the weapon in his hand and took control of the scene.
Up situation.
Unexpectedly, Lan Zaidong knelt down after being severely injured, wiped the warm blood gushing from his body with his hand, and roared like a wounded beast from his throat.
"Ah... if you dare to hurt me, I will kill you."
Generally speaking, bad guys die because they talk too much, and this was obviously the case for Lan Zaidong. He suddenly pulled out the sharp dagger and stood up with gritted teeth.
It's too late to say it, it will be soon
The lunatic had already been wary of him. The bright samurai sword in his hand flashed past, spraying blood. Lan Zaidong's right arm holding the dagger was broken at shoulder level, and then he was kicked away.
Madman is a master of Xingyiquan and is no stranger to weapons. With a samurai sword in his hand, he can kill in all directions. He is really decisive in killing.
Lan Zaidong fell to the ground like mud, and the people around him retreated with a "crash". Under the threat of the gun, they obediently dropped the weapons in their hands, and scattered them all over the ground with "clatter".
The madman's face darkened and he shouted, "Tell me, who sent you here? Who is the leader here?"
"Boss, you have to be merciful and merciful. We are all just begging for food. Today we hit the iron plate. We have nothing to say for 14k German. We consider ourselves unlucky. Don't push too hard when we meet in the mountains and rivers."
"Hey, you bunch of bastards, tell me honestly about all the encounters I have had with you..."
"Wait a moment."
Wang Yaocheng stopped the lunatic's questioning, shook his head and said, "The person in question must have taken other people's money to eliminate disasters for others. It's useless to ask them about these things. We have no enmity with these bad guys.
I have nothing to worry about these days, I can’t hit you with eight poles, and it’s no use asking these guys who do the dirty work.”
"Thank you Wang Sheng for your understanding. We are also in the rivers and lakes, drifting with the tide."
Wang Yaocheng waved his hand; "No need to say more, just take away all your injured."
He took out his checkbook and wrote out a check; "Use this money to treat the injuries of the two of them, and give the rest to the bad boy. With this little intelligence, he will not be able to hang out in the world in the future. Sooner or later, he will be hacked."
Use the dead goods to start a small business to make a living, and hope to have a good death."
"Thank you, Mr. Wang."
A middle-aged man who looked like a petty boss took the check with both hands and glanced at it. There was a fluttering 1 million Hong Kong dollars on it. He sighed secretly and called to the people around him to carry away the injured companion, even a piece of the bag that fell on the ground.
The amputated arm was also picked up.
In the blink of an eye, a group of young and Dangerous boys had just left. Several Mercedes-Benz cars sped down from the mid-level villa, and the bodyguards in the car rushed over.
Captain Nobita opened his mouth to ask, but Wang Yaocheng stopped him; "Leave here now and leave two people to deal with the blood stains at the scene. We don't have time to deal with the Hong Kong police. It's better to do less than to do more."
"Understood."
Shanmao, who had been silently holding a bulletproof shield, couldn't hold on any longer. His legs slumped and he sat on the ground. The left side of his clothes was completely stained with blood. His back hit the steel bracket of the rearview mirror and was severely injured.
On the other side, Zhao Feng's legs couldn't stop shaking. What happened today was so shocking. It was a bloody baptism from the eyes to the soul. This introverted science and engineering man couldn't bear it, and his face turned extremely pale.
Seeing this, Wang Yaocheng's face turned very ugly, and his entire face turned dark.
He's really bullying people so much that even rabbits bite people when they're in a hurry.