Azu, please stop

Chapter 18 Double kill
Undoubtedly, the death of my son-in-law cast a shadow over the hearts of Xiao Sa and the others.

A feeling of death is around them, accidents and the feeling of not knowing who will come first tomorrow fills their hearts.

"My fate is up to me! My fate is up to me..."

Xiao Sa kept repeating this sentence, the corner of her nose touched slightly, and her eyes became ruthless.

"Damn, check what you're carrying, don't take what doesn't belong to you!"

Everyone understood as soon as they heard it, and checked it immediately, but found nothing, except for the pen, everything was their own.

"Okay, get out!"

With a cool wave, everyone began to "climb the stairs".

Yes, there are no elevators in public housing buildings with more than [-] floors. They still live on the top floor, and even going downstairs is not an easy task.

After more than ten minutes, everyone went downstairs.

Seeing that no one is bad, the tension caused by my uncle's death eased a lot.

However, Chisa did not relax his vigilance.

"Scar, check my car! Quick!"

Although he hadn't seen Lin Rixin's tragic death back then, he had heard it badly these days, that the judge would play tricks on the car if he didn't make it right.

Scar checked the car inside and out, everything was normal.

Xiaosha took out a pistol from his waist and said:

"Yellow hairs, blue hairs, green hairs, and Shar Pei, you all have a car with me, and you steal the car if you scar the others. Be careful of the judge and the police at the same time. If you are blocked by the police, you will go Suicide!"

"Yes!"

After speaking, Xiao Sa took "San Mao" and Sha Pei into the car, and Dao Scar took the remaining three people into action.

Scar's movements were very professional. He picked up a brick and smashed the car window, reached in and pulled the car door open.

Sitting in the cab, open the cover under the steering wheel, pull it hard, and then pull the two wires, the car starts directly.

It can be said that the smooth movements make people feel distressed. What kind of survival instinct allows Scar, the lowest-level gangster, to learn to steal cars.

Or maybe he was so proficient that he suspected that the criminal information released by the judge was wrong, so he had to add a car theft.

The two cars were side by side, and the window was lowered gracefully, then he stretched out his hand and handed Scar a note.

Then there were nine people in two cars, and with the roar of the engine, the two vans shot into the darkness like black lightning.

"Boss, do you think we are still being broadcast live by the judge?"

Huang Mao asked Brother Xiaosa in a low voice, fearing that Brother Xiaosa would be upset.

"It's impossible! You thought you were making a movie!"

Brother Xiaosa looked ahead and was a little careless about Huang Mao's problem. At this time, he was driving carefully with his eyes ahead. He didn't want any traffic "accidents!"

"But, in the room just now..."

"Then do whatever you want. The judge can just watch it. If we don't say go there, they won't be able to find us."

Huang Mao continued to ask:

"What about Brother Scar and the others? Do you want to notify them?"

"No need, I told him before we parted, and we will meet again in 24 hours!"

"Boss, where are we going now?"

"Don't ask anything, throw all your communication devices to me now!"

"Oh……"

in another car.

Scar took out the note from his pocket, cautiously, his whole movement was cautious, and a little deceptive, to avoid the judge's ubiquitous monitoring.

Put the note in the clothes where only he can see clearly, and slowly opened it.

"Throw away all the communication equipment, 24 hours later, gather at the Saigon pier!"

After seeing it, Dao Scar tore off the note a few times, let go, and was blown away by the wind.

He thought he was very careful in what he did, but the black technology products of the 22nd century captured his movements in every detail, and even took a close-up of the piece of paper Brother Xiaosa gave him.

At this moment, seeing that everyone was on the road, Azu put on his coat and took out his wallet and went out.

After hailing a taxi, Azu got on the co-pilot and said:
"Mingxin Hospital, thank you."

"Little boy, are you feeling unwell?"

The driver glanced at Azu and asked, to be honest, of course he would like to go to Mingxin Hospital from here, but this is indeed not the nearest hospital to Azu.

Everyone who has money wants to make money, but the driver is afraid that A Zuzhen will have some kind of emergency, and if he delays time, he will die in his own car.

Azu nodded and said:
"It's okay, but my stomach hurts a little, so don't drive too fast."

"Okay! Okay! I must drive steadily!"

The old driver started driving.

Mingxin Hospital is located in Saigon, and Azu is currently in Kowloon. The old driver's car is stable and fast.

When the car arrived in Sai Kung, Azu smoked a cigarette and threw the empty cigarette case out of the window.

"Can I smoke?"

"Just smoke it, it's okay."

Azu lit a cigarette, put his right hand outside the window, and held a steel ball between his little finger, which was about the size of a peanut.

After taking a few puffs of the cigarette, Azu flicked the ash, let go of his little finger, the steel ball fell to the ground, and rolled down.

I don't feel it in the car, but it will develop on the road. The road is high in the east and low in the west, and the steel balls roll all the way to the intersection of the low intersection.

At this time, the cigarette case that Azu had just thrown was blown by the wind and moved to the side. At this moment, the steel ball rushed into the cigarette case, and because it rolled all the way down, the speed was very high, and the cigarette case creaked on the ground. slipped up.

When the cigarette box slid to the middle of the road, a black car from the west turned left and drove past, and happened to be pressed against the edge of the bottom of the cigarette box.

With a bang, the cigarette case was crushed, and the steel ball inside was crushed to one-third, and as a result, it was shot out to the northwest at a very high speed, like a marble shot from a soil gun.

Just at this moment, a white van coming from the north turned right.

"boom!"

The car window was half open, and the steel ball hit the driver's temple directly, and the driver was Brother Xiaosa.

"what!"

This sudden scene shocked the melon-eating crowd who were staring at the TV to see what the judge was doing.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Sa suddenly slammed the steering wheel, and the van rushed directly onto the roadbed with a buzzing sound.

"boom!"

The van pushed the light pole forcibly, but unexpectedly the light pole turned into a van, and the whole front of the car was cut open in the middle.

The huge impact caused Huang Maoshun, who was not wearing a seat belt in the co-pilot, to fly out directly. His head was used as a bomb, and a big hole was made in the windshield. The whole head was embedded in it, and his face was covered with blood.

The people in the back were a little better, but they all bumped into each other and screamed.

"What's going on? My nose seems to be broken!"

Shapiyang grinned in pain from behind.

"Fuck, get out of the car quickly, the yellow hair is stuck to the glass, it may not work!"

The green hair got out of the car and shouted loudly.

Everyone got out of the car in fright, a kind of ominous uneasiness spread on everyone's face.

Look at brother Xiaosa again, he was wearing a seat belt, but he was hit by a steel ball and almost died, and he was rolling his eyes over and over again.

"Pujie, isn't it driving well? Why did it suddenly rush into the street light pole?"

"Yeah, is that brother Xiaosha addicted to drugs? He kept rolling his eyes there."

"Anyway, it seems that the yellow hair is dead. Unexpectedly, two of them died in less than an hour. I think it can be over before dawn."

The melon-eaters were talking about it, and with the help of the green hair and blue hair, Brother Xiao Sa also quickly helped him off the glass, his whole face was completely disfigured, with bloody holes, profusely oozing blood.

Fortunately, he didn't die, except for multiple scratches on his face and head, he was fine.

And the yellow hair has completely died.

It took a while for Brother Xiaosa to regain his composure, blinked his eyes, and felt as if he had brushed shoulders with death.

"What happened, big brother?"

"Fall on the street!"

Brother Xiaosa lit a cigarette tremblingly, took a deep puff and said:

"Did you notice the car that passed by just now? When we passed each other, I was hit by something, and it hit my temple. I almost died, you know!"

"Damn me! It must be the judge!"

(End of this chapter)