"Hey, hey, stop!" Dewey chased after him. Several heads poked out of the windows of the two cars, and they shot Dewey without saying a word.

"Oh my mother!" Dewey pounced on a dog on the ground, his face covered in mud, and he got up again, "Fuck! Damn!" Seeing the car drive farther and farther away, gradually out of sight, Dewey was in a hurry, "Fuck!"

"People.... Ran away?" Mike rushed out of the factory, still with a gun in his hand, unable to breathe.

"No...." Before he finished speaking, Dewey ran down the road to the edge of the field, "God help me!" Dewey found two old farmers leaning on an ATV, nibbling on watermelons and enjoying the moonlight.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Borrow a way to let one! Thank you! I'm sorry buddy..." A mouthful of Chinese rushed out directly.

"Hey, wait! this is our car! Get me down!" one of the peasants put the uneaten melon peel on Dewey's head, and the other took a big hammer and danced on it. It didn't matter so much, Dewey was busy and orderly, and his hands lit the fire neatly, and the car started at once.

Buzz! Buzz! "Ah~~~~What the hell..."Dewey grabbed the faucet in fright and walked away. The two peasants threw away all the things in their hands, and even smashed the shoes on their feet, but the car ran unusually fast....

Mike, who was watching the play from behind, couldn't help but laugh.

It was the middle of the night, and the moonlight sprinkled on the dirt road between the two fields, making the marks of the wheels of the car particularly conspicuous, and following the clear marks under his feet, Dewey increased his horsepower.

Along the wheel print, within 10 minutes, Dewey found the two cars in the distance, and the thugs in the car must not have expected him Dewey to catch up!

Just when Dewey's ATV was about to approach, the broken car ran out of gas, and it was estimated that the distance was about 50 meters, and without caring too much, Dewey stepped on the accelerator and lowered his body and rushed over.

"Hey, look at the back. The passenger seat of the second car said to the driver.

"Fuck, catch up, brothers, kill him!"

At the same time, Dewey pulled out the M1911 from his waist, loaded it with the heel of his shoe, and held his breath ...

"Hurry up and die!!!" The back window suddenly drilled out of the back window, carrying an RPG bazooka.

Two shots, Dewey burst the rear tire of the car, "I'm dripping an old ~~day~~ grandfather...."

A *** flew directly to Dewey as if he was asking for a debt.

"Ahhh~~~~~~h!!!!h

That *** flew past grazing Dewey's arm....

Shaw was in the first car. "him! I want him dead!!" the driver shouted.

Just then, the rear wheel of Dewey's ATV also exploded and began to slide on the ground, and in the last few seconds, Dewey reached out and shot the person in the back seat.

The hood of the ATV began to heat hot, and Dewey kicked out of his seat and flew straight into the air, almost!

Dewey grabbed the edge of the roof of the sedan with one hand and dragged his feet on the ground.

"You shit, let me come!" the driver snatched the gun next to him, poked his head out, stretched out his arms, and fired indiscriminately, Dewey lowered his head, grasped the roof of the car with one hand, and the M1911 in the other, he himself had not yet recovered from the feat he had just flown from one car to another.

The gunfire stopped abruptly, "Damn! Damn!" The gun in the driver's hand ran out of bullets! Dewey turned over and shot right in the eyebrow!

"Oh my God!" exclaimed the man in the car, and the car flipped on its side into the field....

"Oh~~~Ah~~~" Dewey opened his eyes in a daze, his vision was very blurry, he didn't quite remember what had just happened, Dewey was pressed by the car and his lower body, he used brute force, and it took all his strength to break free from the reversed car. He lay on the ground and threw his pistol aside.

Boom! The rotten car door was kicked open, and the black man in the car rolled out, "I... To kill... You're this... —" He spurted blood from his mouth, and suddenly stood up with a long dagger in his hand and stabbed it.

Dewey quickly rolled on the ground a few times, and the knife slashed directly on the ground...

"What the fuck—" Dewey got up and knocked the dying black man to the ground with a single punch.

"You... You... You... You die... It's set...."The punch made him roll his eyes.

"That's it, it's hard!" Dewey picked up the M1911 on the ground and shot it twice.

"Ah~~~ Du... Threaten to help me... My leg... My legs..."Shaw was in the car, "Ouch hey! my... My leg. ”

Putting down the gun, Dewey pulled open the door and dragged Shaw out of the car. "Your leg hurts so badly!" Dewey looked at the blood on the crotch of his pants, and tore off his T-shirt and tore it into strips.

"I... There are words... I'm going to tell you... Dewey..."

"What's the matter to go back and wait for you to settle down, okay, this wilderness, it seems that I want Lao Tzu to carry you back..."

Luckily, Mike picked up Dewey in a pickup truck nearby...

After 5 days....

"Blacklist?"

"Yes, I've inquired, Kim has a black list, and he hires people to catch people on those lists. Then, these people are either locked up or... He's dead... So... I'm afraid your mother she might...".

"Stop talking, where's the list?" Dewey frowned.

"Dewey! How long have you said this has been? Your mother, she... What do you want this list for?"

"No, no, I'm sure my mom is still alive!" Dewey shook his head desperately. "Tell me, Shaw, you're my only acquaintance here.... You can't..."

"Alas, I have called you this time, but I still have a little hope in your mother's affairs. ”

"What do you mean?"

"Some time ago, I was grabbing arms on A18's turf, but in fact, the saints' people had nothing to do with A18 at all... I'm going to grab arms under a pretense!"

"Go on! I'll listen!"

"Those fools, I can't fool around, I'm actually going to get the blueprints! It's the map drawings of the third basement floor of the Golden Office Building! The black list is on the third basement floor!"

"How do you know about the blacklist? Also, what the hell are you from over there, why are you from the Saints Gang and then you are from the Southern Club?"

"Saints? That's the Southern Club's arms supplier in the suburbs! Once I went to pick up a batch of arms, I found out from the gang leader that A18 had secretly tried to overturn Jin's secret power, and even the drawings for the third basement floor had already been obtained! You said such a good opportunity, can I not go?"

"So, where did you get the false testimony?"

"You really have to thank Mike for this, his doorway, I borrowed a step. ”

Dewey didn't expect this microphone to be quite big.

"Have you got the drawings? I'll get it soon!"

"Uh... At Mike's bar, you go and explain the situation to him!"

"Explain the situation? Are you funny, what am I going to explain to an outsider? I'm leaving!" Dewey walked impatiently.

"Hey, Dewey!" Shaw waved on the bed, "Mike... Your own people, don't reveal your identity. ”