On the street, car wrecks of black smoke radiated all over the surroundings.

Mr. Zeng pointed a gun at the backs of Liu Jianming, Little Ma Brother and Feng Gang in front.

Liu Jianming raised his hands, his hands were empty and the gun had been thrown away. Brother Ma and Feng Gang had a gun in their hands in front.

"Take the gun away!" Mr. Zeng repeated again, obviously saying it to Brother Ma and Feng Gang.

Feng Gang's hand slipped and the pistol landed vertically on the ground.

But Brother Ma suddenly shook his hand, threw his pistol to the right, and hit the window of a car. With a clatter, the glass broke.

Mr. Zeng was injured and could not see clearly. He subconsciously turned his head to see the whereabouts of the pistol with the intact eye.

In the flash of lightning.

When the pistol that landed vertically fell to Feng Gang's feet, he suddenly kicked it, and the pistol bounced straight up again. When he fucked his hand, the pistol had already returned to the original owner.

Feng Gang fired three shots at Zeng Zheng with a gun in his left hand.

Bang bang bang bang!

Puff puff puff!

Three blood flowers burst out from Mr. Zeng's chest, screamed, and leaned back with pain and fell to the ground. He twitched a few times, and stopped moving.

Liu Jianming turned his head, avoided the sight of Brother Ma and Feng Gang, and closed his eyes deeply. His nose was sour. A tear fell from the corner of his eyes and dripped onto the ground, falling into the dust, and disappeared.

Under the chassis of the car, a pair of blood-red eyes were almost bleeding.

"Master Zeng, Master Zeng!" The master of his eyes roared silently, "You will retire after the New Year... You bastards, don't leave, don't leave!" He struggled hard, but then he collapsed heavily.

"Ali!" The fourth brother shouted, "What are you still rubbing behind? Let's go quickly. The note is coming soon."

"Oh, here we come!" Liu Jianming blinked hard. When his eyes were not so sore, he turned around and walked a few steps to catch up with Brother Ma.

Brother Ma hugged Liu Jianming's shoulder and walked towards the street motorcycle together like a good friend.

This is how Brother Ma is. He has a clear distinction between love and hate, and he comes and goes quickly. Although he has not been with Brother Ma for a long time, Liu Jianming has already had a deep understanding of his character.

Three people, Feng Gang and a motorcycle, Xiao Ma Ge and Liu Jianming. After stepping on the accelerator, the two motorcycles left this place of trouble from the unintentional traffic.

...

Northern Suburb Rest Garden.

This is a cemetery, very large. At first glance, there are rows of tombstones. Some are covered with dust and pits, revealing the traces of time, some are quite fresh, and there are withered flowers and sacrifices in front of them.

On one side of the cemetery, you can hear the sound of the sea. The outer edge is rusty iron railings, and the outer edge is a large pine forest, which is very dense.

There is a small gravel road in the middle of the pine forest covered with needle-shaped fallen leaves and dust, connecting the cemetery and the noisy world outside.

There is a small house behind the cemetery, which looks like it is the gravekeeper. Judging from the dust accumulated inside, it should have been a long time since no one lived there.

This is the temporary site that Feng Gang recently found. It is relatively secluded. Unless there is a recent death in the suburbs, it is not the time to sweep the graves. It is rarely visited here.

Feng Gang had already initially cleaned the house guarding the tomb, and he had put a few beds with wooden boards and plastic paper. There was also a small table with legs missing inside, but he had already repaired it.

There were several large convenience bags on the table, including food, drinks, and cooked food bought from the braised vegetable store.

Liu Jianming took out plastic lunch boxes from a large bag. The lunch boxes were bulging and opened and placed on the table. A fragrant braised aroma mixed with garlic, coriander, sesame oil, pepper and other aromas spread throughout the room.

Brother Ma took out a few cans of beer cans from another bag, "Ali, then." One can was thrown towards Liu Jianming, and the other cans were placed on the table, making a sound.

Liu Jianming took the can that was thrown by both hands, took it in his hand and threw it. It was cold and heavy. He turned his head and shouted out of the door: "Fourth Brother, come and have dinner."

"Oh, here we come." Feng Gang's voice came from the darkness outside the door, and it was already dark.

The sound of leather shoes stepping on the concrete floor sounded, and Feng Gang walked in from outside the door and walked to the table.

Liu Jianming pushed over a large wooden bench, dusted it with his sleeve, "Second brother, sit down."

"Thank you." Feng Gang sat down on it, Liu Jianming handed him a pair of disposable chopsticks, and Feng Gang nodded and took it.

"Fourth Brother!" Little Brother Ma picked up a can in his hand and tried to throw it.

"Hey! No!" The fourth brother quickly shook his chopsticks, "I'll forget it, you two should drink less, just one can of each person. Don't make trouble during the storm, keep your head awake at all times."

He took the chopsticks and pointed at the plastic lunch boxes, "Eat more vegetables."

"******!" Little Ma Ge said a local Hong Kong language, and opened the can that was originally to be thrown to Feng Gang. A stream of white vapor came out and took it into his mouth and took it, revealing an exaggerated and ecstatic expression and said, "Slutty!"

He raised the can in his hand to Liu Jianming, "Second brother won't drink it, let's drink it. Come on, Ali, do it!"

...

Taking advantage of the meal, Feng Gang explained what happened here in detail to Xiao Ma Ge.

"Is it a slut? Ah Cheng, I must be him!" After hearing this, Brother Ma slammed the table suddenly, and the remaining soup on it jumped up. Liu Jianming quickly pushed the plastic stool back a little, and the soup almost splashed on his body.

A can was poured over on the table, and half of the beer left flowed out and drew a map on the table. A smell of beer with the aroma of wheat lingered at the nose.

Feng Gang helped up the overturned can, put it in, and wiped the beer liquid map on the table with a tissue and wiped it clean.

Seeing Feng Gang's slow appearance, Xiao Ma stood up suddenly, his eyes wide open, and said, "Fourth Brother, since we have found out the location of the hospital where Brother Hao is staying, why don't we rescue him? What are we waiting for?"

Feng Gang threw away the napkin soaked in the wine, looked at Brother Ma and said, "Waiting for help."

He pressed his hands down, "Sit down, sit down."

However, Brother Ma still stood there, waved his hand and said, "What other help do we need? Brother Hao will be sent to prison soon. We have no chance again. Why are you going to be delayed? Are you sick?

He pointed his finger at himself, "I!"

Pointing at Feng Gang again, "You!"

Finally, he pointed to Liu Jianming, "He!"

"Which of us three is not top experts," Xiao Ma looked over, "especially Ali, his marksmanship is not inferior to you and me, and his melee ability is invincible. I really underestimated this guy before, no wonder Boss Lin attaches great importance to him..."

His eyes turned to Feng Gang again and stared at his eyes, "Fourth Brother, what are you still worried about now. Tell me, what are you worried about? Do you think those dead sticks can block us? Or do you think you are old, disabled, and deteriorated? Could the legendary fourth brother on the Storm List be your twin brother?"

"pony!"
Chapter completed!