45 A shoe print

"Bang!"

Wu Shijie cut off the bamboo chair under Ma Xiru with a knife, but Ma Xiru rolled over and fell on the spot in advance, and he was already rolling between several bamboo chairs in the back row.

Seeing that something was wrong, the chick next to him screamed: "Ah! ”

"Shut up!"

"Stinky bitch!" Wu Shijie swept with a backhand, and swept away a blood mark on the chick's chest, and the chick suddenly covered her chest with a miserable cry and fell to the ground.

Ma Xiru saw that someone continued to raise a knife to chop, and in a hurry, he opened his hand to grab a chair, and let out a loud roar: "Kill him!" ”

Wu Shihao pulled up a chair and knocked down Ma Xizhen in front of him at the moment when the little guy made a move: "Boom! ”

The simple chair was torn apart, Ma Xizhen bent down to dodge, blocked his head with his hand, and smashed it firmly, but did not fall to the ground, but opened his bloodshot eyes, straightened up again and took the glass bottle to give Wu Shihao a violent head.

"Poof!" Fragments of glass bottles flew, and three helpers in the movie store rushed out with machetes, and were about to surround and kill the troublesome street boys, but two gunshots suddenly exploded.

"Bang bang!"

The two bodyguards wearing hats in front of the Mercedes-Benz sedan took out their pistols, aimed at Wu Shijie, who was slashing at the person with a knife, and took the lead in knocking him to the ground.

Wu Shijie just slashed the bamboo chair blocking the way, the tip of the knife cut Ma Xiru's right arm, and was just about to continue to cut people over, when his arm and chest suddenly felt bitten by something, followed by a crispy and numb feeling, and when the warm blood gushed out of the bullet eye, he felt that his strength and spirit were drained.

"I've been shot!"

Wu Shijie raised his head and looked at the big guy in dismay, the knife in his hand fell to the ground and made a crisp sound, Wu Shihao also turned his head to look at the small guy with the sound of the gunshot, and saw that the little guy was shot and didn't even notice the wound on his head, and shouted in great pain: "Ajie! ”

The helpers in the shop also stopped in panic, looking at each other and feeling empty. The two gunmen also saw the big guy get up, put it away, turned around, and took out two rifles in the back seat of the car, one for each of them in his hand, shocking the surrounding neighborhood.

Ma Xiru patted the white suit on his body, and saw that the dust and blood stains on the suit couldn't be wiped off, so he scolded with a disgusted expression on his face: "Do you know who I am!" Go to Admiralty to inquire about my Ma Xiru's name, dare to use a knife with me, and I will send you to hell first! ”

"Unlucky, Lao Tzu said don't come to the countryside to play, it's easy to meet dogs who don't have long eyes." He was still scolding and scolding, but Ma Xizhen stepped forward and kicked Wu Shihao's crotch, kicked Wu Shihao over, pointed at him and asked, "Say!" ”

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"I see that you also have brothers, people with business, is there a big guy to top it for you, if not, ask your family to wait for the coffin." He stepped on Wu Shihao's face with one foot, Wu Shihao tried to open his mouth wide, stared at him with his eyes and said, "Flower Waist Xian." ”

"Flower Waist Xian?" Ma Xizhen repeated a sentence, couldn't think of who it was, and sneered: "Where did Xiao Qisan come from?" ”

"Eh, Ah Zhen, don't talk nonsense." Ma Xizhen stood aside and took off his suit, stretched out an arm and asked his subordinates to bandage their wounds, while persuading: "Hua Waist Xian is He Dingxian, Boss He, the rising star of the Chaoshan Gang, who is quite famous in Kowloon, and also worshiped Sheriff Chen of the Yau Ma Tei Mission Hall as his master. ”

"For the sake of the same Chaoshan people, I don't embarrass you, first drag your brother to the hospital for treatment, whether he can survive depends on his luck."

"Tomorrow, before six o'clock in the afternoon tomorrow, ask your boss to give my brothers and one hundred tables of wine in the best restaurant in Kowloon, and this matter will be over, otherwise I will send someone to collect your skins tomorrow." Ma Xiru picked up a cigarette, frowned, and preached very domineeringly.

Ma Xizhen heard that the two of them also had a background, so she raised her feet and looked at the underground people as if she was looking at a joke: "I came to Kowloon to talk about business with Chen Shijiu, but I didn't expect to meet Chaoshan's own people, I really don't know Taishan." ”

"Let's go!"

Ma Xiru waited for Ma Tsai to finish dressing the wound, and left the scene in a car with his brothers, the two brothers are also part of the Chaoshan Gang, but they are doing business in the Hong Kong Island area, and they can be said to know about some of their fellow villagers in Kowloon, but they never know the Wu Shi brothers.

Wu Shihao ran to his younger brother with a frightened look in his eyes, "Send Ajie to the medical center in Shek Kip Mei immediately." ”

"Brother Hao, what about you?" When the brothers helped, Wu Shihao said, "I'll go find the big boss." ”

He entrusted his younger brother to his brother in the shop, and ran out of the village road alone, the Mercedes-Benz sedan in front of him had already driven away, but the sole marks on his face had not been wiped off.

More than 20 minutes later, on Shanghai Street, Wu Shihao was sweating profusely, stumbling into the company, and his body was almost prostration, and he was frightened and mentally stressed, so that he knocked over a table while walking, causing the lard boy to open the wooden door of the office and shout at him: "Are you in a hurry to be reincarnated?" ”

But after the lard boy saw the shoe prints on Wu Shihao's face, his expression suddenly changed, and he hurriedly brought a glass of water and handed it to him with concern: "Ah Hao, what's wrong?" ”

Wu Shihao took the water cup and drank it in a big gulp, leaning against the wall and crying: "Brother Tsai, Brother Tsai, Ajie was shot." ”

During this time, as the big boss called the lard boy "Ah Zai", the brothers also began to call "Brother Zai".

Lard Boy was shocked when he heard this: "TMD, who did it!" Liu Fu? Or the people of Toeisha? ”

If Fu Ye was so eager to kill the door, he would really kill the abacus in his heart, but Wu Shihao reported another name: "The Ma family brother who sells fans in Admiralty!" ”

Wu Shihao said that the cause and effect were not concealed, and the lard boy couldn't help but scold with an unhappy face: "The Ma brothers are too bullying, they are used to being arrogant with Dongguan people on Hong Kong Island, and they are so arrogant when they come to Kowloon, so it is great to have the support of the chief inspector?" The gun at the end of the stone kip is not to give face to Brother Xian, Ah Hao, Brother Xian is in the room, you go and talk to him. ”

"Okay, boy." Wu Shihao nodded, his eyes showed gratitude, adjusted his mood, pushed open the door and walked into the door, and saw the boss wearing a military uniform, making tea slowly.

"Hao."

"After an accident, drink a cup of tea first." He Dingxian poured out a cup of tea and handed it forward, then raised his hand and asked, "After drinking tea, tell me if you want to do something." ”

He smiled, "I'll support you if you want to, but Applejack has to be transferred to a Western medicine hospital, and the Chinese medicine hall can't treat gunshot wounds." ”

Wu Shihao picked up the teacup with both hands, took a deep breath, and thanked: "Thank you, boss." ”

"The boss's great kindness, my two brothers must remember it!"

Of course, he knew that it was difficult to treat gunshot wounds in the Chinese medicine hall, but it was not impossible to take them out, mainly because the surgical facilities and medical care were too rudimentary.

Even if you take the bullet out, it is easy to leave sequelae.

After all, Chinese medicine is a grey industry that is not recognized on Hong Kong Island, and its advantage is that it is cheap and relies on a large number of poor people to prosper.

How dare he send the little guy to the hospital without the boss opening his mouth?

That's a bankrupt family can't be cured, and the ghost hospital can't accept it, so it's poor and sour at first glance......

"You can rest assured, as long as you are injured for the company, the company will bear the medical expenses." He Dingxian took a sip of tea.

Wu Shihao pondered for a moment with a solemn face, then took a sip of tea with a resolute face, put down the teacup and said, "Brother Xian, I've thought about it." ”