Rebirth of the great hero of Hong Kong

(The timeline is 1978, Thatcher has not yet come to power, and Argentina has not yet had a wheelchair war against Ferrari!)
(Want a heart?)

Drooling only spoke for 1 minute, then hung up the phone.

Save the uncle!

This was the only thing Brother Hua said on the phone, and he hung up after finishing speaking.

The order had been received, and he had no choice.

There were two pistols hidden in the hidden compartment of the counter, plus thirty extra rounds of ammunition, and Saliva took them all out without hesitation.

At this time, Sun Bing also came out with a cigarette in his mouth, and saw Shui Da stuffing bullets into the magazine.

"Brother Da, what are you up to? Taking firearms at night, is it because you want to go out and fight for your life?"

Sun Bing was also taken aback. He didn't know what kind of plane Slobber Da was making, and he took out the green dog in a grandiose manner. If anyone came in, they would get the stolen goods and have to go to the ancestral hall for further study.

Slobber raised his head, glanced at Sun Bing, threw it over, and said flatly, "Uncle Sheng was caught by others, the boss asked us to save him."

"After the matter is completed, 10 yuan per person."

"If you don't go, just stay here and look at the store."

10 yuan!
Sun Bing's eyes turned red immediately, and he came to Xiangjiang with a wooden plank in his arms, not just to make money.

One hundred thousand Hong Kong dollars is enough for him to go home and build a big house. Even if he does not go back to his hometown, it is enough to buy a small apartment in Yuen Long, New Territories.

It's done!

The bold subdue the dragon and subdue the tiger, while the timid feed cats and rabbits.

I only get 30 for one shipment by myself, and I don’t eat or drink for four or five years before I can go to the black market to buy an identity, and if I ship the goods in Xiangjiang, it takes [-] years to start.

Shipping must die, it's just a matter of time.

Saving people doesn't necessarily mean death, why not fight.

"I listened to Da Ge."

Sun Bing picked up the pistol, skillfully pressed the bullet into the magazine, and showed his answer with actions.

Saliva nodded, pressed the magazine, turned around and went into the warehouse, hiding the newly arrived goods.

After everything was dealt with, he took the car keys and waved to Sun Bing, motioning to follow.

Yau Ma Tei is only [-] minutes away from Hung Hom, and it will arrive soon.

The information given by the mysterious man was comprehensive, and Shuida quickly found the abandoned factory on Shasi Street.

In fact, there are many abandoned factories on Shasi Street. Because of the remote location, few people pay attention to it, so it has become a remote paradise.

Salivating, he glanced at the rotten boys smoking at the door, and at Sun Bing in the co-pilot seat, pondered for a moment, and then said, "Can you?"

"If you regret it, just wait in the car, and I will go in and do things by myself."

Sun Bing took the cigarette butt in his mouth nonchalantly, popped it out of the window in an instant, and replied with a carefree voice: "I'm afraid of a ghost! People are dead and birds are facing upwards."

"It is more difficult for a person without money to live than to die."

"I played with guns in my hometown, so don't worry."

After he finished speaking, he quickly loaded the gun with his hands and feet, then pulled out the magazine, took out the scattered bullets from his pocket, and added another one.

Be an old hand!

Maybe there are several life lawsuits on his back.

Drooling looked at this guy's neat movements, and he understood what kind of guy this guy was.

"work!"

The two got out of the car, the car was not turned off, the door was not locked, and they both tacitly did not mention it, and went straight to the abandoned factory.

It's just that they didn't know that, 20 meters behind, a car had been following Sun Bing all night.

"These two bastards don't sleep at night, what are they doing in Hung Hom?"

Melina watched the two of them getting out of the car tiredly, rubbing her eyes with her hands, the cases recorded by O followed one after another, and the eldest brother Cheng and Fu Toujun fought again.

The manpower promised by Chief Liu never arrived. In the past month, the three of them have followed.

"I don't know!"

"But as soon as this Yankee goes out, there will be an extra batch of goods on the market, which proves that this guy is a mule."

Bai Wanhao also hadn't slept well for several days, so he took a breath, picked up the mineral water, and took a sip.

Then he picked up the camera, turned off the flash, and shot wildly at Slobber and Sun Bing.

Melina was not idle either, she took out her notebook and recorded the address exactly.

Little did they know, they were witnesses to the beginning of chaos.

Slobber, wearing a peaked cap, took the lead and walked towards the factory building. The dwarf mules who were watching the wind at the door also noticed the two of them.

"Boy, if you want to have fun, go to the next door, there are people here!"

"Get out now!"

A dwarf mule, smoking a cigarette, yelled loudly at his saliva.

Drooling didn't pay attention to it, instead he quickened his pace and rushed towards the short mule who opened his mouth.

"Damn, there are troublemakers."

"Copy guy!"

The dwarf mules also saw that something was wrong, they all dropped their cigarette butts and surrounded the two of them.

Sun Bing, who was one step behind, immediately took out his gun and pointed it at the drool-filled dwarf mule, telling them not to act rashly.

"Don't move!"

Drooling took advantage of the other party's unresponsiveness, grabbed the rotten boy who spoke first, held his back with the muzzle of a gun, and told him not to act rashly.

"Did you grab a bald head?"

The dwarf mule, who was held up by the gun, sweated down his face for a moment, nodded his head desperately, and pointed to the factory warehouse, indicating that the person they wanted was inside.

"Take me in."

Salida gave the dwarf mule a hard push, motioning him to call the door.

"Brother, on that road, we are Xinghe people."

"Don't get excited, talk if you have something to say."

The leader Xinghe Sijiuzai threw the knife in his hand to the ground, expressing his sincerity, and wanted to know who these two bastards were.

"Brother? Do I know you very well?"

"Don't fucking talk nonsense, open the door quickly."

Sun Bing put the gun on the head of the man who was walking along the road, telling him to stop talking nonsense and open the door quickly.

His life is in the hands of others, and the leading man had no choice but to obey, knocking on the door vigorously.

The door was opened a crack, and the person closest to the door was drooling, kicking the door open without giving the people inside time to react.

"go!"

Slobber tilted his head at Sun Bing, and the two took a hostage each, and entered the abandoned factory building one after the other.

As soon as they entered the door, they saw tonight's protagonist, Dakousheng who had been missing for a few hours, but his condition was not very good, he was stripped of his clothes and hung from the beam.

There are two people below, holding a water hose, constantly rinsing him.

How miserable!
"Oh!"

'stop! '
Seeing that Uncle Sheng's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, he immediately shot the guy who was torturing people with a water pipe.

The shot hit Guozi's leg, and the guy immediately fell to the ground, howling heart-piercingly.

"Don't move around."

"Go and put Uncle Sheng down."

Sun Bing let go of the hostages, walked quickly to the concrete pillar, untied the rope, fell with a big mouth, and fell directly to the ground.

Fortunately, it was not high, only about one meter above the ground, and the fall was not heavy.

Quickly undoing the restraints on his body, he stood up tremblingly with a big mouth, the weather was more than ten degrees, the skin was covered with cold water, and the whole person looked like a purple potato.

He took a few breaths, snatched the gun from Sun Bing's hand, and desperately pulled the trigger on the pot.