United Taxi Company, at about 11 o'clock in the evening, Uncle Jian began to call everyone to close the door and rest.

Suddenly, several screeching brakes burst into the store.

The garage boys all stopped what they were doing and instinctively looked up to see what was happening.

I saw that a sedan and two vans stopped firmly and opened the doors.

First, a bloodied man was pushed out and slammed to the ground, not moving.

Then, a group of men armed with clubs, axes, and pickaxes jumped out of the car with hideous faces, rushed into the garage, and smashed things without hesitation.

"What's the matter? Don't mess around! Uncle Jian went up to ask.

The person who came in to smash didn't talk nonsense to Uncle Jian at all, and when he saw Uncle Jian blocking him, he kicked Uncle Jian away.

Uncle Jian grinned in pain, rubbed his chest, and just wanted to slow down, he was beaten from behind again, and then grabbed his hair with one hand and pressed it on the front cover of the car.

A guy who seemed to be the leader said: "Old thing, you are not allowed to use Song Zihao in the future, this is just a warning." ”

"Stop......" Uncle Jian broke away from the person holding him down, not wanting to be attacked from behind again, losing the ability to fight back, flashing left and right, trying his best to be injured.

"Guys copy the guys and fight with them." Seeing Uncle Jian being beaten, many car boys couldn't help it, holding Super Taxi Barna, raising their arms and shouting, ready to fight. They tolerated everywhere before, and they didn't fight back, because Uncle Jian didn't speak. Now that Uncle Jian has been beaten, he can't help it anymore, and he has copied the guys.

Suddenly the scene was full of scuffles, you hit me, I gave you back. If you beat my brother, I'll give you a hard slap in the back...... If you don't give in to each other, it's not exciting.

At this time, Song Zihao drove back and found that the store was in a mess and the scuffle was still going on.

"Stop, if you have something to say, everyone stop!" Although Song Zihao was a little confused, he still stepped forward as soon as possible.

"Stop! It's not worth working so hard to reform and go to prison for breaking the law again! Song Zihao strangled the neck of a thug while persuading everyone.

"Uncle Jian......" Song Zihao saw Uncle Jian who was being pressed and beaten in the corner inside, his blood pressure soared, and he was furious, like Guan Erye possessing his body, left and right, and beat the group of thugs "like waves cracking", and in a few steps, he hit behind the leader who was beating Uncle Jian, kicked him under the armpit, grabbed his hair, twisted it in front of him, and hit his chest with a knee.

"Stop fighting!" Uncle Jian clutched his chest and shouted.

Song Zihao pretended not to see it and continued to fight.

"Hao, stop!" Uncle Jian stepped forward to stop Song Zihao, and shouted at the leader of the thugs: "You, get out!" ”

Song Zihao grabbed the hair of the thug leader and hit the window glass, the glass shattered to the ground, Song Zihao pressed the thug leader's neck on the remaining glass shards, and the sharp glass cut the skin on the thug leader's neck at once, although it did not hurt the artery or trachea, but it was so frightened that the thug leader didn't even dare to speak, for fear that as soon as he spoke, the neck that was dilated because of air intake would cut the carotid artery by itself.

Uncle Jian hugged Song Zihao first, asked Song Zihao to let go of the thug leader, and then turned his head and shouted to the thug leader: "Don't go quickly!" ”

"Bastard, don't go!"

The thug leader was so frightened by the glass that his legs went limp, and he collapsed there. Hearing Song Zihao's angry shout, he held his breath, got up and ran out of the garage.

"Don't go, don't go...... the boss heard Song Zihao's voice again, ran faster, and took the thugs to get into the car and escape.

After defeating the enemy, the garage boys who cleaned up the mess realized that it was Mark who had been left at the door of the garage by the thugs earlier.

……

Looking at Mark with a blue nose and swollen face in front of him, Liangkun wanted to laugh a little, especially since the other party still had a white bandage on his head, maybe the bandage person was not skilled, and there was a lot more, and he tied an ugly bow, which made him think of hellokitty.

"Brother Hao, Brother Mark, have you thought about it?" Liangkun looked at the two with a smile.

"Applejack fell into Tan Cheng's trap and was ambushed by Tan Cheng on the dock, and with good luck, he picked up a life. You can see the wound on my head. Do you particularly want to laugh out loud right now? Mark lifted his hand and pointed to his face, just as he pointed to the ugly bow.

Liangkun looked at Mark's funny appearance and couldn't hold back anymore, "I don't usually laugh unless I can't help it." ”

Song Zihao said with a serious face: "After Tan Cheng took over my position, the company is still the same, and Mark and I are going to take advantage of this to get evidence of their crimes and ask Tan Cheng for a sum of money." Lure him out, and when it comes to trading, kill him. Then, the three of us divided the money. Mark and I would fly away and start over in a place where no one knew us......"

Liang Kun interrupted Song Zihao's words and said, "Don't put up a flag!" People who decide to wash their hands after the last action often have an accident right away! It's called Murphy's Law, and there's a scientific basis for it! We quietly entered the village, don't shoot anyone! ”

……

In the passage outside the entrance of the counterfeit banknote factory, Mark pointed a gun at his old friend Chen Bo, who was watching the door.

Uncle Chen looked at the bow on Mark's head, sighed, and nodded slightly.

The security guard guarding the inside of the counterfeit banknote factory looked at the monitor and saw that Chen Bo was the only one in the screen, his face was as usual, and he did not make any other movements. Because there has never been a problem with the security measures, the security guard did not ask a word and directly opened the electric iron door.

Just as the iron door slowly opened, Mark flashed out from behind Uncle Chen, and at the same time raised the two Black Star pistols in his hand, pointing at the many unprepared security guards inside the factory, and carried the whole audience at once.

Mark instructed Uncle Chen, who was standing in front of him, "Go get the disk." ”

Uncle Chen looked back at Mark and said with a tangled face: "Have you thought clearly, this will cause a big disaster!" ”

Mark didn't answer, and pushed Uncle Chen with his elbow.

Uncle Chen shook his head, walked to the interior of the counterfeit banknote factory, and after a while, he took out a computer tape, stuffed it into Mark's arms, and whispered, "Hurry up!" ”

Mark also whispered, "Open the door!" ”

Chen Bo pressed the switch, and the electric iron door opened.

Liang Kun rushed in with an AK47 in his arms, and fired directly at the many security guards, printers, technicians and printing machines in front of him, and repeatedly chanted the "AK47 secrets" taught by Song Zihao: "AK recoil is strong, and it must be pressed and beaten." ”

Warning shots into the sky? Impossible, which person in this counterfeit money factory should not be killed?

In two seconds, the 30 rounds in the magazine were fired, and only one security guard and an unlucky Indian technician were shot, and the security guard was shot in the lower leg, and the Indian technician was shot in the head.

The blood and brains of the dead splattered out, the injured people lay on the ground and hugged their legs and wailed, and the uninjured people were also so frightened that they were urinating, squatting on the ground with their heads in their hands, not daring to move for a long time.

Liangkun changed his magazine and followed Mark. The two escaped from the counterfeit banknote factory unscathed.