At the site where the construction was suspended, Ma Lao Er and Uncle Liu Zi supported Xiaoliu, just staggering through the iron fence, and walking down the tunnel, the chaotic footsteps sounded from behind.

"Sister Ma, do you still have a sprint?" Xing Zihao chased from the side with a gun, his eyes roared excitedly: "If not, I'm going to catch up."

"Enter from here."

"I saw them, by the pit."

"...!"

The cry of Ma Zi opposite also sounded one after another.

Ma Erer heard the sound and placed Xiaoliu next to the huge iron cement trough, then turned around and shouted, "Uncle Zi, you take Xiaoliu down the tunnel."

"Kang!"

Xing Zi was treacherously hiding behind the iron fence, and while moving non-stop, he fired a gun into the tunnel, directly suppressing the other party's only escape route.

Next to the cement trough, Ma's second son and Liu Zishu fought back with guns, but the other party only shot down and did not show up.

Less than twenty seconds after the two sides stalemate, Ma's second child shook his neck and shouted, "Uncle Zi, prepare me for a bomb."

Uncle Liu Zi had two shots in his left arm and right leg, and he had lost his basic mobility. He lay on the ground and responded desperately with a look of despair: "I ... I have two Z bullets ... I've burned out."

Ma Lao Er froze.

As soon as the gunshots stopped, Xing Zihao squatted beside the iron fence and shouted, "Is there any more tricks, I can go in without me."

No one answered the site.

Xing Zihao licked his lips, turned his head and pointed to the strong young man and greeted: "You take the two in, try if they have ammo."

The strong young man hesitated for a moment, and could only greet his two companions with his scalp, and stooped into the fence.

After the three of them showed their heads and stormed with guns, Ma's second son and Uncle Liu Zi sat down on the ground unresponsively.

"Damn, don't move, raise your hand." The strong young man roared with a gun.

"Run? Are you running again?"

"Damn, kill you."

The other two guys already had red eyes. They raised their rifles like crazy and smashed their heads at Ma Erji and Uncle Liu Zi. These Ma Zi, who followed Xing Zihao to work, always had a very depressed emotion in their hearts. Everyone is afraid of death, but bosses like Xing Zihao are only responsible for giving money, but they don't care about their lives at all. And they have to counsel, not to do this job, then there is no way to guarantee the current life. So the situation of these groups of people is actually not much better than that of the gang of sick bottom brothers on the dirt street.

Ma Maer and Liu Zishu were beaten with blood, and their heads curled up and rolled in the snow. They looked terrible.

Xing Zihao waited for a while and heard no gunshots from inside, then immediately waved his hands at the remaining two and shouted, "You two go first, rush in."

The two looked at each other and rushed into the construction site, while Xing Zihao walked behind them step by step and shouted loudly: "Souso, take all the phone and everything, hurry."

The crowd stopped the beating, and the strong young man shouted and shouted, "Raise your hand."

After listening to the other party's intention to search for the body, Ma's second fist clenched tightly, and suddenly sat up from the ground. His right hand grabbed the gun hidden by the cement trough, pulling the trigger completely by feeling.

"Kang!"

When the gun shot, Xing Zihao's left shoulder blade burst into a cloud of blood mist, and he took two steps back on the spot. At the same time he reacted extremely quickly, his body tilted to the right instantly.

"Kang!"

The second shot came, and the guy walking in front of Xing Zihao was shot in the chest and fell to the ground on his back.

"Slap!"

Immediately afterwards, the sound of an empty gun came, and Ma Lao Er stood up with red eyes, screaming with a dagger in his left hand: "Lao Zi will also pick you up when he dies."

"Hold him."

Xing Zihao touched his arm with his hand, and the whole person jumped and roared.

"Kang!"

Two gunshots flared up, and Ma's second son was shot in the right leg and fell on his back.

"Move again, I'll kill you." The strong young man shouted at the head of the second horse with a gun.

"Go to NM," Ma's second child stabbed past: "You will die me now!"

The strong young man's leg was cut with a blade, but he didn't dare to really kill the second horse, so he could only smash it with his head.

When everyone's attention was focused on Ma's second child, Xiao Liu suddenly jumped up, covered with blood and rushed to Xing Zihao, his right hand clutching the knife.

Xing Zihao stepped back in a panic and raised his gun in a hurry.

"Poof!"

Xiaoliu stabbed in the past, Xing Zihao stepped sideways, and the tip of the knife immediately stuck on his hip bone.

"Let's go together." Xiaoliu pushed Xing Zihao in his left hand, and he would stab him again when he drew his knife.

"Kang!"

At close range, Xing Zihao shot two shots at Xiaoliu. The latter's heart bleeds, his eyes squinted round, and he staggered back three or four steps. He looked down at the wound on his chest and murmured with blood and nose: ... morning ... morning and evening. "

"Goodong!"

Xiao Liu fell on his back and twitched, looking sideways at Ma's second child.

"Primary six!" Ma's second son collapsed emotionally and was pressed to the ground, with a hysterical roar.

Uncle Liu Zi was seriously injured, lying next to the cement trough, touching his dagger with his eyes closed: "One ... Let's go together."

Next to the iron fence, Xing Zihao touched his muzzle palely, staring at Ma Maer with a straight face: "You all let it go."

The strong young man snatched the old knife from Ma Lao's second hand, stepped on his chest with his right foot, and stood still, while the others gave way.

"Shoot me, do you dare to shoot me?" Xing Zihao's expression was mad, fierce, and he looked down at Ma Er'er and shouted, "Do you know who I am? TM?"

"Boom!"

Xing Zihao raised the spray gun's gun, and slammed it down against Ma's second son's face.

"If I wasn't trying to catch the old horse, do you think you can still live now? Ah?"

"Boom!"

"CNM, you gangsters, Xiajiuliu, maggots living in shantytowns. You fight me and grab my rice bowl, can you?"

"Boom!"

"...!"

After slamming for more than ten times in a row, Ma's nose was sunken, the molars in his mouth collapsed, and the corners of his mouth were open.

Xing Zihao gasped with a gun, staring at the beads and shouting: "Look up, come, you look up."

Ma Lao Erran raised his head: "... I lost ... I have nothing to say ... But sooner or later, you will die in our hands."

"Oh, what are you talking about?" Xing Zihao stepped forward, his hands raised high, facing the eldest son of Ma's second elder, and shouted loudly: "Want to die me, ah? Fuck NM, if I'm gone You must have half of the people on the dirt street follow me into the coffin. Long Xing said, in the nine districts immediately forty percent of medicines, who dare to die me? Do you ask the mayor of Fengbei dare ?! "

Outside the iron fence, a figure who had stopped for at least three or four seconds suddenly burst out and rushed over with a gun, his voice shouted loudly: "CNM, I dare to die you !!"

Xing Zihao turned around when he heard the sound.

An old face blinked, and the muzzle was raised upright, pointing at Xing Zihao's head at three meters away ~ lightnovelpub.net ~.

"You **** ...?" Xing Zihao froze back two steps, instinctively raising his gun.

"I am a Songjiang old horse, I dare to die you."

The shouts echoed on the construction site for a long time, the trigger pulled and the gun rang.

"Kang Kang Kang!"

After three sounds, Xing Zihao stepped back again and fell down on his back.

Untidy old uncle Ma, with a slender body, holding a gun in his right hand, flicked open his iconic worn army coat lightly in the left hand, exposing a row of tubes around his waist, said without expression: "The young man now, can really brag B .. I ’m all this age, and I still care that you are the master of your mother B? Come on, whoever you do, the men will play with you. "

As soon as the voice fell, a footstep sounded again outside the courtyard. Guan Qi, Lao Mao and others swarmed in and screamed with guns: "Squat down, don't move."

At the end of the crowd, Qin Yu hurried in, looked down at Xing Shao, who had just been killed, and froze.