48 Fight to fame

Wu Shihao carried his back with one hand, pinched a cigarette with the other hand, and squatted alone in an open space, patiently waiting for the target to appear, and the plainclothes in Kowloon Tong saw him but said nothing.

In this era when there are no mobile phones, communication mainly depends on shouting, transportation mainly depends on feet, and seeing people mainly depends on waiting......

Too many people will wait at the door of the restaurant, and it is not surprising that there are five or six tables of guests drinking in the restaurant. Although the status of Jiulongtang Fuye is high, it is not high enough to drink a meal and clear the field.

Ten minutes later.

Wearing a brown jacket, a hat and trousers, Liu Fu walked out of the restaurant surrounded by a group of subordinates and businessmen.

At this time, the accompanying boss said magnanimously: "Fu Ye, it's still early, do you want to go to the sauna with your brothers and press it, be happy." ”

Liu Fu stood in front of a car with a drunken face, and waved his hand tiredly: "No need, Boss Jiang, my wife is still cooking soup in the house, you take the brothers to have fun, and I will ask you to massage with you another day." ”

Liu Fu has a total of three concubines, each of whom was less than sixteen years old when he entered the door, and he was a well-known detective who explored flowers.

When the boss of Dongguan heard this, he said goodbye, stepped forward to open the car door for Inspector Zonghua, bowed down and smiled: "Then I won't keep you, Fu Ye, pay attention to safety on the road." ”

"Ugh."

Liu Fu burped, his cheeks were red, he smiled embarrassedly, raised his hand and was about to take off the hat on his head, when he suddenly heard a shout from behind.

"Fu Ye!"

Fu Ye turned back in the scenery surrounded by everyone, and his movements were very chic, probably to see who was calling him.

In his peripheral vision, he caught a glimpse of a sturdy young man in a sweatshirt, with a resolute gaze and a fierce expression, and took out a hidden hand on his back, revealing a black hole in the muzzle.

The young man raised his hand and pointed the gun forward, roughly aimed, and roared with a hideous face: "Go to see Lord Yama!" ”

As soon as the whole paragraph fell, three consecutive gunshots rang out in the hazy night: "Bang! ”

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The first bullet was deflected into the forearm of the businessman beside him, the merchant screamed miserably and fell to the ground, the second bullet passed through Liu Fu's stomach accurately, and the blood rushed to the car door, and the third bullet pierced Liu Fu's shoulder, causing the top hat in Liu Fu's hand to fall into the mud.

Glock's crisp gunshot startled the birds and birds in the sky!

The four plainclothes detectives of Kowloon Tong woke up like a dream, and hurriedly protected the chief in a panic, and at the same time nervously lifted the corners of their clothes and pulled out the guns in their hands.

"Bang bang, bang bang!" The point 38 in the hands of the plainclothes agent began to fight back piecemeal.

After Wu Shihao succeeded, he pulled his legs and retreated, shooting while retreating.

The detectives lost their sense of proportion due to shock, and the power of Dot 83 itself was limited, and the bullets were easy to drift, resulting in a few shots that did not hit the killer ten meters away.

Wu Shihao showed his edge when he used the gun for the first time, not only knocking down the target within three shots, but also having the courage to shoot all the bullets in his hand.

"Bang bang."

After all eight rounds were gone, two more screams were heard from the crowd, with a plainclothes detective being shot and falling to the ground, and a plainclothes detective covering his leg and screaming.

Wu Shihao was surprised to discover the fact that even Inspector Zonghua is just as vulnerable, even if it is a bad gun, it is not necessarily worse than a wicked person!

It turns out that the hand holding the gun can shatter the right, it turns out that everything is so simple!

After seeing the criminals fleeing, the plainclothes detectives hurriedly put away their guns and helped the chief into the car, not daring to chase them with guns.

Because, no one knows which big boss was behind the shooting, whether there was an accomplice behind the gunman, and just two or three kittens chasing after him was to send him to death.

"Quick!"

"Send Fu Ye to Guanghua Hospital!" A commander straightened up in the car, got into the car, closed the door, and yelled at the driver, who hurriedly started the car and left.

Guanghua Hospital is the earliest hospital in Kowloon, under the management of the board of directors of the East China Third Hospital, and was originally established to provide medical services for all "Chinese in Guangzhou", and is currently the best hospital in Kowloon.

The East China Third Hospital is the oldest and largest charitable medical institution on Hong Kong Island, the first to open a Chinese medicine hall in a small temple pavilion, and later opened the East China Hospital in 1870, the Kwong Wah Hospital in 1911, the East China East Hospital in 1928, and the three hospitals were merged in 1931 to call it the "East China Third Hospital".

The board of directors behind it has changed from the earliest salt merchants, opium merchants, and compradors several times, and has become a deep-rooted medical giant in Hong Kong Island Chinese Medical.

In the past half century, it has continuously opened Yizhuang, Yixue, and free clinics, and went to Guangzhou Province for disaster relief in the disaster year, with the plaque of "all things are salty" given by Emperor Guangxu, and it is a prestigious medical institution.

Although the cost of going to the East China Group of Hospitals for treatment is not low, it is not easy to have a hospital on Hong Kong Island that accepts Chinese unconditionally and treats them with a conscience.

As for the injured Dongguan businessman and the plainclothes team who visited the scene, they were dragged away by the plainclothes police officers at the scene, and there was a level of medical treatment at one level, and the rivers and lakes on Hong Kong Island were so class-clear.

Tonight, the rivers and lakes will be surging and boiling, and a generation of strongmen in the rivers and lakes will become famous in a fight and be known to many people in the rivers and lakes.

"Let's go!"

"Let's go!"

Wu Shihao ran out of bullets, fled into the alley, jumped on the rickshaw and sat down in a leap, and kept urging the driver to run away with excitement and nervousness.

Ni Kun didn't hesitate to pick up the car and run, burying his head along the predetermined route, sweating profusely along the way, panting and not stopping.

I don't know if it's fast or slow, but when the two of them see the floating ships on the typhoon shelter harbor, they all breathe a sigh of relief.

"Brother Hao, I'll send you here, I wish you a safe journey." Ni Kun wiped his forehead with a sweat towel and said goodbye to his friend.

The two got together with the big boss, even if the status disparity is huge, they can be regarded as old acquaintances, not to mention that now that their lives are entrusted, Wu Shihao is about to leave his hometown in the background, and he is even more like a friend.

"Okay."

At this moment, Wu Shihao had already ripped off the strip of cloth in his hand, hid the gun in his waist, and arched his hand and sighed: "Thank you for sending me." ”

"I'll remember it."

Ni Kun sighed: "It should be." ”

Wu Shihao walked down the beach without looking back, found a Fujian boat with a black flag, and saw twelve movie shop brothers in undershirts sitting in the cabin.

The captain sat on the bow of the boat smoking a cigarette and quietly watched the scene of the brothers meeting.

"Brother Hao!"

"Brother Hao."

The brothers shouted excitedly when they saw the big guy coming, but Wu Shihao looked surprised and asked incredulously: "Big prawns, little prawns, Ah Ming, why are you all here?" ”