In Hong Kong, in a dilapidated building about to be demolished, the original owners have been relocated by the government, and the whole building is empty with no figure in sight, and the echo of chewing food can be heard in the darkness. An Xiaowu sat on an ancient coat box discarded by a resident, and through the moonlight that came in through the broken window, a mouthful of biscuits was a mouthful of mineral water, but he still looked like he was gobbling it up. By the opposite window, Ansan sat on the windowsill and looked at the moonlit night star, smoking a cigarette and not knowing what he was thinking.

Because he ate too fast, An Xiaowu was almost swallowed, and it took several sips of water to relieve himself, and then he was so angry that he smashed the empty mineral water bottle against the wall: "I'm your mother, Da Xiong is too immoral, so let's take care of his business for so many years, and we will turn our faces when we say it." Brother, where can I get a guy, I have to go into his house in the middle of the night and cut off his head!"

Ansan snuffed out the cigarette butt on the window frame, frowned and said, "What kind of nerves?

An Xiaowu jumped down from the big closet and leaned against the wall: "Brother, what kind of public security do you really believe?"

An San shook his head: "This has nothing to do with whether we believe it or not, we don't have a choice." ”

An Xiaowu said hatefully: "If we really find out that someone set fire to him back then, I must have set fire to his whole family!"

Ansan didn't speak, just looked at the sky in the distance, and only jumped back into the house from the window for a long time, pulled a few newspapers and folded them on the ground, and then lay down: "Sleep, recuperate." ”

An Xiaowu nodded: "Brother, you go to bed first, I will keep watch all night, and I will wake you up in the second half of the night." ”

Ansan soon sounded a snoring sound, An Xiaowu took a cigarette and put it between his lips, lit it and sat by the window, the red cigarette butt flickered in the dark, he suddenly remembered that many years ago, it was also such an early winter season, he was lying on the bed, and his kind grandmother was telling the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl by the bedside, that year, he was five years old.

An Xiaowu quickly finished smoking a cigarette, and when he wanted to get up and go out for convenience, he only got to An Shan, who was originally snoring, and suddenly shouted in a low voice: "Don't move, you are being targeted by a sniper rifle." ”

An Xiaowu was stunned at first, and finally was so shocked that he didn't dare to move.

In the dark night, a red dot landed firmly on the back of An Xiaowu's head.

An San took out a mirror from his pocket and whispered: "Listen to my password, I count to three, you get down from the windowsill, you must move quickly." ”

The mirror reflected a bright spot in the dark room against the bright moonlight, and An San carefully moved the spot of light and slowly moved it to the window.

"One...... Two...... Three!"

When the spot shot head-on at the sight of the sniper rifle, An Xiaowu fell straight down from the window, and just after flipping over, his palm just hit the ground, and a muffled sound came into the air.

"Boom!" the bullet hit An Xiaowu's foot and shot into the big dilapidated wardrobe just now.

"Don't look up!" Ansan said, leaning over to the wall under the window.

"Brother, what should I do, there is no guy......" An Xiaowu was annoyed at this time, if he hadn't put the weapon and cash together, the situation at this time would never have been so miserable.

An San was extremely calm: "Don't worry, let's see the situation!" He used a wooden hanger at hand, and slowly peeked out of the window with a hat

"Bang!" The hat was directly knocked out, and the huge force shook Anshan's palms numb. "Damn, there's a master on the other side!" An San said angrily, "Xiao Wu, I'll attract his attention, you climb out along the wall, you must use the climber, otherwise you will definitely be shot by him." ”

"Let's go together!" An Xiaowu shook his head vigorously.

An San was furious and slapped An Xiaowu twice: "You sober me up, if you don't go out first, none of us will be able to escape." ”

An Xiaowu covered his face and choked up: "Brother......"

An San kicked over: "Get out!"

An Xiaowu gritted his teeth, turned around with tears in his eyes, and crawled along the corner of the wall towards the door.

Ansan picked up the hanger that had just been broken up by the bullet and slowly lifted up a piece of cloth.

"Bang!" another shot.

"Let's go!" An Shan glared angrily at An Xiaowu, who was still reluctant to climb to the door, "Xiaowu, if I can't go out this time, when I go back to offer incense to my grandmother, don't forget my half-brother!

Ansan held up another cup, but this time he didn't hear a gunshot for a long time - could it be that the other party saw through it?

An San didn't dare to raise his head rashly, he glanced at the route that An Xiaowu climbed out just now, today the moonlight is too strong, shining in the house as if it is day, if there is no one to cover it, the section of the road by the door is completely exposed to the other party's range, that is the road to death, so An San does not dare to take risks rashly.

Suddenly, another burst of gunfire was heard from the opposite side, but not a single bullet landed inside the house. Seizing the opportunity, he crouched and accelerated sharply, and when he reached the door, he turned over and jumped in the direction of the door, and then a bullet hit the place where he was lying just now - so dangerous!

An San cautiously touched out the dangerous building, and the gunfire on the opposite side finally came to an end, but An Xiaowu, who walked out one step ahead of him, was nowhere to be seen.

"Xiao Wu...... Xiao Wu ......" he whispered in the entrance of the stairway.

But all I heard was the whirring wind in the stairwell.

He suddenly had an ominous premonition that the sniper on the opposite side was obviously shooting at the other rooms, which meant that there were still people in the building. But besides An Xiaowu, who else can there be?

Residents of nearby buildings that had not yet been demolished called the police, and sirens were soon heard from far and near. Ansan gritted his teeth and went upstairs again, looking room by room.

Finally, when he was about to give up, he saw Xiao Wu by a windowsill on the third floor.

The white moonlight illuminated the pool of blood into black, and in the pool of black lotus-like blood, Xiao Wu smiled at him, and kept coughing up blood from his mouth: "Brother...... When the incense is applied, don't forget my pillar ......"

An San looked at Xiao Wu blankly, looked at the eyes that still refused to close after breathing, clenched his fists, and let out a long cry of sadness to the sky.

Three-storey villa in Mid-Levels, Hong Kong. Li Da Diaomin was waiting for the beauty to come out of the bath, and the bad news came.

"Yun Dao, An Xiaowu's body was just found, in an old building on the outskirts of the city. On the first day of work, Mao Lang encountered a big case, and he should have been excited, but he was shocked when he saw the corpse - that night on Lantau Island, he had seen the appearance of the An brothers, but the young man in the pool of blood at this moment was far from the flying and domineering that night.

"Okay, I'll come right over!" Putting down the phone, Li Da Diaomin began to get dressed. As soon as she put on her pants, the woman with wet hair and only a lace pajamas stepped out of the bathroom.

Li Da Diaomin couldn't cry or laugh: "God, aren't you playing with me?"

The woman of the Ruan family is quite reasonable: "You go to do business first, I'll wait for you." The tone was soft, rippling in someone's ears like a spring breeze, so that Li Yundao's mind was full of the black empty pajamas on the way to the scene.

When he arrived at the scene, Mao Lang first introduced Li Yundao's identity to the brother of the serious case, and then squatted next to the corpse and explained: "I was shot twice, one to break the spleen, and the other to the heart, but just now the forensic doctor said that this kid's heart seems to be on the left side, so the fatal wound is the one on the spleen." ”

Li Yundao sighed softly, got up and stood by the windowsill, and looked at the building opposite: "Have you found the location of the gunman?"

Mao Lang said: "I have asked the brothers to search the opposite building, and there should be results immediately." ”

As soon as the words ended, Mao Lang's communicator received a message: the ambush location of the sniper had been discovered, and several bullet casings and the remnants of gunpowder that had been fired were found at the scene.

"What about An Shan?" Li Yundao frowned and asked, "He should be with An Xiaowu." ”

Mao Lang shook his head and said: "There is only one corpse, it seems that it was either captured alive or ran away." ”

Li Yundao nodded: "I estimate that it is more likely to run away." ”

Mao Lang also nodded: "Well, I also deliberately looked through the files of the brothers today, and there are several major cases over there that are related to the two of them." The only worry I have now is whether An Xiaowu will lose control if An Xiaowu dies. ”

"It's very likely! I used the arson case of the year to hang Anshan, just because I was afraid that he would lose control, but now I guess this wolf has been hiding in a corner and licking his wounds, just waiting for the opportunity to strike a fatal blow. ”

"Who do you think will do it?" Mao Lang squatted next to the corpse and looked up at the twelfth floor opposite.

Li Yundao smiled: "Who else can there be?"

"You mean ......"

"No accident, it should be one of the two sons of the Fu family, but I have studied Fu Jiaxuan, this person is very forbearing, not an impulsive person, killing An Xiaowu at this time, can only be angry, and has no practical effect, no matter from which point of view, it is not in the interests of their Fu family. The rest is only the second son who doesn't learn and doesn't know how to do it. ”

Mao Lang said: "Lying in bed and still so restless......"

Li Yundao nodded: "Next, don't care about that sniper for now, Anshan is wanted first!"

"Ah, Wanted, Anshan?" Mao Lang was puzzled.

"For the time being, let Ansan carry this black cauldron, otherwise if we startle the snake now, it will not be worth the loss for us, and it is likely to affect the next action. For the time being, I will first grieve An Shan, and let the plane send someone to secretly find him and provide some necessary help, after all, there is An Shan, a poisonous snake, staring at the Fu family in the corner, and he can give them a fatal blow anytime and anywhere. However, the Fu family is only a peripheral force, and even if it is uprooted, it will hurt their muscles and bones. Li Yundao looked at the young man in the pool of blood, sighed and said, "I hope there will be fewer deaths in the future!"

Mao Lang shook his head and said: "Once you succeed, your bones will wither, since ancient times, how can you get a little bit of wind and snow when you become famous?"

Li Yundao smiled self-deprecatingly: "Do you think I'm too soft-hearted?"

Mao Lang said: "It's not that I'm soft-hearted, but I will shoot when it's time to act." To be cruel to the enemy is to be cruel to oneself. ”

"So, it's better to be kind to yourself!"