Chapter 20: Counter-Killing
Shen Yigong stared at his instep. He leaned against the side of the car, bored and swept the gravel with his toes. The man lowered his head and was suddenly stunned, stomped his feet and squatted down.
The driver sat in the seat and smoked, saw that others suddenly squatted down, poked his head out and glanced at it, and saw this kid staring at a newly dead praying mantis stunned, so he patted the iron door: "Alas, what's so nice about that disgusting thing?" β
Shen Yigong stared at a black line dragged out of the back of the mantis's buttocks in a daze. The driver thought he didn't recognize it, so he told him: "It's called a wire worm, it grows in the stomach of the praying mantis, and it crawls out as soon as the praying mantis dies." β
Shen Yigong raised his hand: "No." It's not a bug problem. β
He stood up and turned his head, and the driver wondered why this kid suddenly looked anxious: "Isn't it just a praying mantis, you need to be so panicked?" β
Shen Yigong leaned down against the driver's seat window, and quickly reached for the gun that the driver had placed there. Seeing this, the middle-aged man grabbed his wrist: "What are you doing!" β
The young man whispered to him: "The praying mantis has shoe prints on the left and right, the texture and depth, which are the boots worn by those people in the patrol room." The shoe prints on the left and right sides are lined up, and even if someone deliberately sweeps them, you can see that these people have entered in a line. β
Listening to his analysis, the driver's face turned white in an instant: "What do you mean ......?"
Shen Yigong put the gun in his arms, looked at the person guarding the door through the rearview mirror, and shook his head lightly with the driver: "Don't make a noise, I'm afraid that the master has stepped into the trap now." Go back at once and gather people to come and save them. β
"What about you?"
Shen Yigong pulled up the shoulder strap that had been slightly drooping and waved his hand: "I'll go find Master." β
Then turn around. The car started, kicking up a cloud of dust and enveloping him behind him. The dust followed his heels up the stairs. Shen Yigong wanted to enter the bathhouse and asked someone to stop him. The man said, "The people inside are talking, and it is forbidden to enter." β
"I'll send something to our master."
The man said, "No." I can't say no, I can't say no. β
He sighed, and his tone was old-fashioned: "Then this kind of thing is a little difficult to do. β
"You're a nameless little minion who is embarrassed to say that it's hard to do here? Do you know whose family owns this bathhouse? The French invest, as long as the one inside doesn't speak, you die here and don't even think about going inside. β
The other party was so arrogant, and if he changed the past, Shen Yigong was afraid that he would have already agreed and turned around to leave. But now it is no longer the past, he still has his head down, looking honest and docile, his brows are gradually frowning, and his eyes are sinking into deliberation and struggle.
"Okay." He slowly put his hands behind his back and raised his head slowly, "That's just a different way." β
Back to the locker room -
"Huo Zuo, what age is this, everyone uses guns, and you still have those two knives to show off?"
The muzzles of the two dozen guns around him were aimed at the man. Huo held two knives in his left hand, and his chin was slightly raised: "The two knives are not a big deal, why don't you let me hold them?" β
"Can I let you hold it? Put it down. Ma Weisan raised his gun. Huo Zuo's eyes swept in all directions, and if he made a slight movement, he would definitely be shot into a sieve by bullets. After simulating more than a dozen breakthrough plans in his mind, he finally chose to crouch down and put down the weapon in his hand.
As soon as he put his sword down, a group of soldiers rushed up and pinned him firmly to the ground.
Ma Weisan stepped on his leather shoes and walked over, squatted down and held a gun against his head: "Xiao Huo, in fact, I still admire you." I wasn't even a fart at your age, but you were able to make such a name, very good, very good. β
Huo Zuo raised his head and stared at him with a gloomy look in his eyes, but did not speak.
Ma Weisan said: "But tell me, you did so well at such a young age, what do you let the old guys do?" It's uneasy to look at you. Why are you in a hurry? It's just a few more years to get these things when you're in your thirties. By that time, these old things are all dead, who will dare to provoke you? β
"Just say it, Inspector Ma." Huo Zuo sneered, "Did Master Qin ask you to do this?" β
"Being too smart all the time will be jealous, Xiao Huo. If you lose, you will lose at a young age, but you are too smart. Cleverness is mistaken by cleverness, and you should never use sixteen shops in vain to try to argue with your master. β
"He asked you to kill me?"
Ma Weisan shook his head: "Kill you?" No. What a pity. β
The cold muzzles of the guns pressed down on his body pressed against his head were uncomfortable.
"And what leverage did he have to get you to work with him? Sixteen shops Qin Shengzhu can't give it to you, without me, his claws will be broken at least half. β
Huo Zuo's tone was extremely calm from beginning to end, so calm that he didn't look like a prisoner at gunpoint at all. Ma Weisan was a little surprised, and thought about putting down the gun: "Then let's talk about this bargaining chip." In a wordβ"
But before he could explain, he heard the sound of gunshots. The bullet flew in and hit the arm of the patrolman who was pointing the gun at Huo Zuo. Huo Zuo took advantage of the chaos to break free of the restraints and pounced on Ma Weisan. The knee hit him in the face and the gun was successfully snatched from the door. The smoke was everywhere, and only shouts could be heard from outside the door.
"Master!"
Huo Zuo turned over and restrained Ma Weisan and dragged him behind the post.
Blood, gunshots, gunsmoke, in the chaos, Shen Yigong broke through the encirclement and rushed behind the pillar. He covered for Huo Zuo and helped him push Ma Weisan into the bath area. Several layers of shower curtains couldn't stop the bullets at all. While running, Shen Yigong did not forget to ask with concern, "Master, are you okay?" β
Huo Zuo turned around and hit the nearest police officer and told him, "It's okay." Quick, take Ma Weisan upstairs. β
There are bruises on the corners of Ma Weisan's mouth, which Huo Zuo just hit. He looked at the embarrassed appearance of the two and gloated and laughed: "Run? Does running work? I've got dozens of people here, so what's the use of kidnapping me with just the two of you? β
They would have walked through the bathhouse to the second floor. Briefly distanced himself from the patrol chasing behind him, and when he heard this, Huo Zuo found his jaw and hit the butt of a gun: "It's a big deal to pull your back, who can be afraid of whom?" β
Ma Weisan spat out a mouthful of blood and looked at him grimly.
Shen Yigong pointed a gun at the back of his head: "Hurry up, don't delay time." β
Huo Zuo found the stairwell of this small building. The three of them walked up to the front and back, and looked outside, a total of five floors. When he went to the top floor, Huo Zuo went up and shot the lock, pushed the door and walked in.
On the fifth floor is the attic, which is found on all sides, and there is a skylight, which can be climbed by one person. Here the store brought the other party's sundries, and the musty smell came to the face when the door was opened.
Huo Zuo pushed people into the house and asked Shen Yigong to find something to block the door. He found an alley to sit down, and the muzzle of the gun never left Ma Weisan's head from beginning to end.
It was rare to be quiet at this time, he dusted off his suit, took out a cigarette from his pocket with one hand and bit it, Shen Yigong blocked the door and came back, seeing this, he naturally took out a match and lit the cigarette for him.
A puff of smoke dissipated, Huo Zuo moved his mandible, lowered his head and raised his eyes slightly to stare at the French Concession Inspector in front of him: "Ma Weisan, I believe you so much in Sister You's face, you fucking play with me?" β
"People die for money, you don't understand this truth, right?"
"How long do you think Qin Shengzhu can last?"
"It's better than you little devil." He shook his shoulders, stretched out his index finger and flicked Huo Zuo's muzzle, "How long can you be ruthless with me?" Kill me or not, don't think about being good today. The fact that you're holding a police officer hostage is enough for you to shoot. Isn't it unpleasant to be young and powerful to die? β
Huo Zuo provocatively spat a cigarette in his face.
Footsteps outside intensified, and bullets entered through the wooden door. Ma Weisan laughed: "Look, you are now the turtle in the urn!" Escape? Where can you escape! β
Huo Zuoyi strangled Ma Weisan's neck: "Let them go down, otherwise I will collapse you now." β
Ma Weisan stared at him at the muzzle of the gun.
Huo Zuo saw that he didn't answer, so he strangled his neck and said in a low voice: "Hurry up!" β
The man asked him rhetorically: "Do you really think you can turn the tables with this one?" β
"Do you really think I can't turn the tables?"
Shen Yigong suddenly climbed onto the skylight, and then flew Huo Zuo to the ground. I heard a loud bang from the south, and someone blew up the outward-facing wall of the attic.
The smoke and dust were filled, and the collapsed bricks and gravel were scattered on the ground. Huo Zuo dusted off his body and stood up, his ears ringing, and it was difficult to recover for a while. The vision gradually became clearβYou Yiman, a cheongsam with a high slit and a dark brown coat, stood on the rooftop of the small building opposite, carrying a mortar on his shoulder. The woman strode on the edge of the rooftop, her unlit cigarette in her mouth, the hem of her dress and her curly hair swaying in the wind.
Seeing that the wall had exploded, she straightened up and handed the mortar to the person next to her, took the lighter out of her coat pocket, turned it on, and lowered her head to light it. The red lips slightly opened and exhaled white smoke, and threw a flying kiss at the men in the attic in a charming manner.
Huo Zuo looked at her standing in the wind, turned around and grabbed Ma Weisan's head, laughed wildly and yelled at him: "Do you still dare to say that I can't turn the table!" β
Ma Weisan also looked shocked, he didn't expect this group of outlaws to take this step. swallowed his saliva, staggered and was picked up from the ground by Shen Yigong: "You guys...... You are openly opposing the Concession, and after this day you will all be wanted, and you will surely die! β
Huo Zuo bit the cigarette with one hand in his pocket, and patted his face with a gun: "It's all death horizontally and vertically, that's what you forced me to do." Kill you first, and then I'll kill that old thing Qin Shengzhu. β
The people outside were still banging on the door, and after hearing the explosion, someone asked in a loud voice: "Inspector Ma!" How are you! β
Huo Zuo asked Shen Yibow to take Ma Weisan to the broken exit, and threatened him with a gun on the back of the waist: "Either let them all retreat, or I will kill you with one shot and throw you down from here now." β
With the victory in his hands before, Ma Weisan was not afraid of his threats at all. However, now the balance was gradually tilting towards Huo Zuo's side, he gritted his teeth, and after his eyes flickered, he yelled at the door: "Give me all back!" I'm fine! β