Hong Kong Compilation begins with a serious case of anger

267 Chapter 263, a set of numbers

"Robbery, someone robbed my motorcycle, robbery."

The one who was robbed of the motorcycle by Liu Jizu was a young and Dangerous boy with yellow hair. Obviously he was still confused about the situation.

"By the way, call the police, call the police quickly—" After chasing and running for a while, Huang Mao came to his senses. Two legs couldn't run against the machine, so he hurriedly called the police——

boom--

boom! !

Two motorcycles, one in front and the other behind, are racing in Kowloon, where the crowds are like a dragon. many.

Boom!Seeing that there was no road ahead, Liu Jizu relied on his superb driving skills to directly lift the front of the motorcycle, jumped onto the roof of a private car, and drove over from the roof.

"Master shovel, you broke the roof of my car—"

Sima Nianzu, who was running wildly ahead, heard the roar of the locomotive behind, took a look and saw Liu Jizu chasing up again, and immediately scolded that the ghost was still there——

Knowing that his skills were no match for Liu Jizu, he had no choice but to run away. He looked at the traffic lights, and with a sudden heart, he turned the front of the car in a reverse direction, then provocatively stretched out his thumbs down, and gestured at Liu Jizu behind him. .

I can't beat you with fists and kicks, and I don't believe that I can't beat you in driving skills. If you have the guts, come here——

Seeing this, Liu Jizu followed without hesitation. Isn't it just retrograde, who is afraid of whom?

Boom!

"Death to the street, courting death, retrograde."

"Hurry up to reincarnate."

In order to avoid hitting Sima Nianzu, several cars stepped on the brakes, causing the cars behind them to be caught off guard, causing a lot of people to yell at them.

"Fight the street, you bunch of drag racers will get hit by a car sooner or later!"

But no matter how these car owners curse, the two people on the road are still performing a show of speed and passion.

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A director was pulling his own crew to film a scene, and said cursingly, "Assistant director, what kind of stuntman did you find? You can't even shoot this scene well. The hurricane stunt driver here is not his slow-moving playmaker."

"Yes, yes, I will ask them to do it again." The assistant director bowed his head and nodded, but scolded with disdain in his heart, do you think your family drove the road?Let people perform a chase here?What if you get hit by a car?Still want people to go retrograde?

Do you have the guts to cover the entire street?
It is safe and efficient to cover the entire street, but it costs money, communication with relevant departments, application procedures, and stuffing red envelopes, how much will it cost?
In the film industry of Xiangjiang, there is a very special thing, that is, candid filming.

Don't think about it wrongly, one candid shot is not another candid shot, because of the cost, and the city is small, so if many scenes need to be shot in the city, some small crews will choose candid shots.

It is the photographer carrying an invisible camera, and then quickly following the actors through the streets. After shooting, everyone slips away before the police come, without anyone noticing.

Especially when shooting some gunfight scenes or vehicle chases, the citizens on the side of the road are often frightened to death, but this way it seems that the supporting role is very real, after all, people are really scared.

Of course, it also saves a small fee. If one day you see yourself suing in a certain movie, don't expect to get any compensation. After all, portrait rights and the like are only so complete in Hollywood.

"Come on, come on again, this time you pass through those cars quickly, remember not to touch their cars, it doesn't matter if you accidentally touch them, our crew is responsible for compensation."

Hearing that the director said that it would be done again, those stunt bikers immediately quit.

"Director, it's dangerous to be in the traffic like a dragon. It's enough to pass it casually once. If you do it again, it will kill you." Several stunt motorcyclists complained one after another, because secretly filming itself is a dangerous thing. If you have a traffic accident, you may be sued by the traffic police, and now you want them to do it again, it is simply not human.

The director said impatiently, "But the shot just now wasn't good, so I have no choice but to do it again."

The stunt biker took a puff of cigarette, looked at the director and said, "Director, it's not that brothers don't want to do it again, but you have to pay more—"

"It's a candid shot itself, and you have to take a candid shot in traffic. If you accidentally bump into it, especially if you drive too fast, then everything will happen. Five hundred, how about adding five hundred for each person? Add five hundred, and we won't kill you Finish the stunt."

"Five hundred!?" The director gritted his teeth, "Okay, just add it."

Boom!

At the critical moment, there was a roar of motorcycles, and the director stared dumbfounded at a motorcycle that went against the direction of the traffic flow, not only one, but another behind it.

The director suddenly realized, isn't this just the right ready-made material?
"Quick, quick, photographer, turn on the camera and take a picture of them."

The photographer has followed the director for many years, and he immediately understood, and quickly started to capture Sima Nianzu and Liu Jizu with the camera.

The stunt motorcyclist murmured to himself in disbelief, "It's really terrible."

Sima Nianzu and Liu Jizu, one after the other, went upstream in the traffic like a dragon, chasing each other. Sima Nianzu saw that he couldn't get rid of each other halfway, so he took out his gun and fired several times behind. There is no way to hit the car when it is moving fast.

In addition, he is not a gun king or something, Liu Jizu put his upper body down on his stomach and missed a single shot——

Liu Jizu didn't take a gun either, because his marksmanship didn't reach the point where he could accurately hit the enemy while moving at high speed.

But after walking too much at night, what a hell, Sima Nianzu was still hit by a truck when he passed an intersection, Peng!The entire motorcycle sparked directly on the ground, and the person slid directly for more than ten meters.

Boom!

The fuel tank of the motorcycle may have slipped and ruptured, and the friction on the ground caused sparks, which immediately exploded. Fortunately, Sima Nianzu had been thrown out and was not killed.

Sima Nianzu struggled to get up as soon as possible, because the pursuers would definitely not let him go, but the severe pain in his body made him unable to sit up for a while.

[It's not good, the bone must be injured, it's either a fracture or a fracture]

"Ahem." Sima Nianzu coughed a few times and spat out a few mouthfuls of blood. At this moment, he found a black shadow blocking the sunlight on his head.

Just as he was struggling to touch the gun at his waist, a hand stretched out towards him.

"Hey, it's okay, don't go against the road like this next time, there are tens of thousands of roads, and the driving must be regulated."

Seeing Liu Jizu's mouth curled up and his teasing smile, Sima Nianzu didn't extend his hand appreciatively, but instead asked calmly, "Catch me if you want, I'm unlucky this time, but even if you catch me and take me to the police station Here, I won’t say anything, it doesn’t make any difference anyway, both go to jail—”

There is no death penalty on Hong Kong Island, so it is not a very good place. Some people have no fear after entering, and they will go to jail anyway.

So for people like Sima Nianzu, there is no time to be lenient when confessing, and there is no time to not confess, so why confess?

But unexpectedly, Liu Jizu did not choose to arrest him——

"Don't be stupid, I won't catch you this time, I'll send you to the hospital, come up."

Under Sima Nianzu's surprised eyes, Liu Jizu helped him up and led him onto the motorcycle.

Liu Jizu twisted the key, stepped on it twice, and successfully ignited the motorcycle, "Hey, hold on, the police are coming soon, I'll take you to the hospital.",

Sima Nianzu covered his ribs with one hand, and said with a pale face, "I can't bear this little trauma."

Boom!

The motorcycle spewed out a burst of black smoke, and walked away before the traffic police arrived, leaving behind the truck driver who was still in a state of confusion and calling the police.

Who knows?The person who was hit by him and vomited blood ran away. It doesn't matter if he ran away. The truck driver looked at the damaged part of his car stupidly. The key is how to report insurance, urgent. . . .

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"Okay, as long as you take your medicine on time and don't do some strenuous exercise—"

After the doctor finished speaking, he prescribed some medicine and handed it to Sima Nianzu. Sima Nianzu thanked him in a low voice and asked the doctor how much it was.

"Hehe, there is no need for money." The doctor smiled, pointed to Liu Jizu who was beside him, and said, "Mr. Liu has cooperated with our clinic for a long time, and your medical expenses have been recorded in Mr. Liu's account."

At this time, Sima Nianzu's body was bandaged like a mummy. He thanked the doctor and went outside. He saw Liu Jizu smoking a cigarette.

"I've already bandaged it up, aren't you going to send me to the police station?"

Liu Jizu smoked a cigarette, smiled faintly, and threw the key in his hand to Sima Nianzu, "The car refuels itself, remember to return it to the owner when it's used up, and I won't give it to you, it's just a broken bone, you should still be able to drive."

"As long as the movements are not too violent, it's not a big problem." Sima Nianzu paused, puzzled, "Why did you let me go?"

Liu Jizu smiled, "Because you don't look like a bad guy. You never hurt a single hostage from the beginning to the end. You basically fired at the sky. When you were chasing you, you didn't have any murderous intent. You let the kid go at you." For the sake of this, I will not arrest you this time."

"Next time I meet you, I'll be more polite."

Sima Nianzu smiled slightly when he heard this, "Then don't regret it, my driving skills are very good, this time it was an accident, and it's not so lucky to catch me a second time."

"Hehe, I, Liu Jizu, do things and never regret—" Liu Jizu waved his hand, motioning him to leave, "You will definitely not be able to run away next time, I'll catch you."

When Sima Nianzu heard this, he paused for a moment with a complicated expression, and then walked out directly, saying as he walked, "If one day I'm caught, it's not bad if it's you."

Liu Jizu looked thoughtfully at Sima Nianzu's back as he went away.
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"Azu, are we really going to HSBC?"

In Guanzu's base camp, they re-gathered a group of them rarely today. Facing Guanzu who was about to act again, Huang Mao seemed a little hesitant.

The previous two robberies of the bank went smoothly, which made them more rampant. However, the third time they organized the Landlords Association and robbed the stock market at the physical level, they suffered their first casualties. This made the group of people have some concerns.

After all, although they play extreme sports, don't care about life and death, and pursue excitement, it doesn't mean that they really like death. It would be better to just pick up a gun and commit suicide.

"What? Afraid?" Guan Zu looked at Huang Mao coldly, subconsciously swinging the gun in his hand.

"Fear?! I don't have the word fear in my life dictionary. I just think that we have made so much money this time, and each person can get at least 3000 million. There is no need to rob the bank in a short time. After all The wind is so tight."

"3000 million? Do you want luxury cars, villas, yachts, and private jets? Do you want to travel around the world? The money you spend on food, drink and entertainment every year is at least a few million, enough for you for a few years?"

Those who can play extreme sports are all the second generation, because this kind of sports is not just about physical fitness, but about money, just like hang gliding, which is known as the sport with the highest mortality rate. Going to nature to challenge these Before exercising, I will go to professional training places to exercise hundreds of times, and each time I have to spend money.

So they are fans of extreme sports, but the money burn is also real.

Guan Zu said quietly, "How can 3000 million be enough? Everyone is so young, 3000 million is not enough to spend a lifetime, [-] million, let's grab [-] million per person, and we will stop—"

"Besides, I have a complete plan this time, with the help of the manager of HSBC. What are you afraid of? If you are afraid, just tell him that I will give him a chance to quit."

Stop if you earn [-] million?

Several people were all bold and bold, and when Guan Zu said this, they immediately agreed.

"Go, let's go, HSBC—"

"Ouch-"

"Let's go, this time we must return with a full load."

"I want to carry [-] million before leaving—"

A group of people started to act and went to the largest bank on Hong Kong Island, HSBC——

But when they were about to leave, Sima Nianzu looked at a room inside and asked, "Should we let that old man go?"

"Let go?" Guan Zu glanced at Sima Nianzu, "He is the manager of HSBC, and it's not just now. Are you soft-hearted? Don't forget, your enemy is not yet completely bankrupt."

"Besides, no matter what credit a foreigner says to him, he won't live long. Could it be that you want to send him to the hospital?"

Sima Nianzu opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything in the end, because Shen Congee was injected with Veritaserum by Guanzu last night, and basically obtained all the information that HSBC needed, which made this old man over fifty years old almost miss the spot. Bye.

Then they got into the car with Guan Zu and his party, but before getting into the car, Sima Nianzu hesitated, pressed the mobile phone in his pocket, and secretly sent a set of numbers to a number, and then relied on his own Familiar with the mobile phone, I immediately deleted the record.

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"what is this?"

Liu Jizu looked at the message suddenly received by the mobile phone in surprise. The numbers on it were strange, "This is? Morse code? Which idiot sent it to me? I don't understand this thing at all."

"Everyone, hurry up and help me see what this is?"

　Uncomfortable, like many authors, when I write a certain number, I get stuck, and I get stuck for several days in a row
　　
　
(End of this chapter)