Genius commoner

Chapter 542
Also in this early morning, in the suburb of Yebei, far away in Siye, dark clouds overwhelmed the city, making people feel unspeakably oppressive.

The large bungalows and shantytowns at the junction of urban and rural areas are endless fields for planting crops. Compared with the brightly lit urban areas, this place is more like a holy land that has not been stained with flashy atmosphere and has not been ruined by urbanization. At this moment, a car The jeep drove slowly to a temple, and parked unnoticed under a banyan tree on the side without turning off the engine.

The place is remote, it is in the wilderness, and the cold wind is biting, so there are no pedestrians passing by on the road. Guo Qiaochu lowered the window of the car, lit a cigar, blew out a puff of smoke, and looked at the sky quietly, as if waiting for someone. As if waiting for the wind and rain, two beams of light shot from a distance, shaking three times, he showed a bloody smile.

A black Mercedes-Benz with a Tainan license plate approached gradually, and then stopped in front of the jeep. A person jumped out of the driving seat, wrapped in a coat, and respectfully called "Guo Shao", and then handed a heavy suitcase to Guo Qiaochu , Guo Qiaochu caught it with one hand, nodded, and the person returned to the Mercedes-Benz, Guo Qiaochu took out a paper bag and threw it into the other car.

Guo Qiaochu said lightly: "Young Master Ye sends you hello."

"This is what Gao Shanjun should do."

The person in the driver's seat caught the paper bag, glanced at the colorful dollar bills, and smiled comfortably, then the car turned around and drove away quickly, and the wilderness returned to tranquility again.

After Gao Shanjun left, Guo Qiaochu put the black suitcase on the passenger seat and opened it deftly. There were two rigid pistols, two mufflers, ten magazines, and fifty bullets in the lower part of the suitcase. There are ten packs of bullets, 500 bullets. With Guo Qiaochu's skill and marksmanship, even if he can't knock down [-] people, it will not be much worse.

The gun was the German-made pistol that Guo Qiaochu used most conveniently. He weighed the two guns, put them down, and rummaged through the upper part of the suitcase for various special operations equipment, miniature probes, high-definition night vision goggles, and bugs. , all foreign military precision equipment, this box was obtained by Gao Shanjun through a special channel, and the purpose was for Guo Qiaochu to use it.

After checking all the equipment, Guo Qiaochu closed the box, stepped on the accelerator and left, preparing to give Song Guangshi a generous gift.

Half an hour later, Guo Qiaochu appeared at the entrance of Siye Zhiguang's night market. This is a top-notch venue in Siye. It is a paradise for young people to vent their indulgence. It is also a concentration camp for Siye's beauties. Noisy, still flocking to, lingering, but also attracted countless tourists from other places.

The beauties who appear here are not the second generation of petty bourgeoisie, the canary of the rich, or the second- and third-tier actresses who are active on the screen, the vulgar nouveau riche who want to come here to take money and stun the beauties they like, the difficulty factor is far beyond In places like nightclubs and bathing cities, there are tragic examples of people getting stabbed for throwing money at beauties, and Si Ye Zhiguang happens every year.

It's just that no matter how bloody and dangerous this place is, there are many murder cases here, the door is still open to do business smoothly, and the wealth is endless. The background, the fact is the same, it is a property owned by the Wulianhui, under the cover of Song Guangshi, the two gangs in the polar regions dare not move.

Guo Qiaochu didn't enter the 24-hour venue, but waited slowly at the door with a cigarette in his mouth. He was like a patient hunter, watching batch after batch of drunk and woke guests leave. , young and old, beautiful women, in his eyes did not cause any waves, until a figure appeared, the corner of his mouth evoked a smile:
In the field of vision, Song Guangshi's son, Song Gandang, walked out of the clubhouse with seven or eight attendants, four bodyguards, and three beauties. Except for the bodyguards, everyone else was staggering. It looked like they had been playing all night long. Song Gandang put his arms around a young woman, caressing the body of his female partner wantonly, and walked towards the distant convoy with a smile.

Guo Qiaochu glanced at the time. At [-]:[-], a faint smile flashed across his face. He thought Song Gandang would leave the clubhouse at [-]:[-], but he didn’t expect to come out an hour earlier. It seems that it is incomparable to wait early It was the right choice, but it was relieved after thinking about it deeply. Today is Mrs. Song's birthday, so Song Gandang naturally had to get up early.

He flicked the cigarette in his hand, opened the car door, and walked towards the other party with one leg dragging.

Breathing the fresh air, Song Gandang was not too sober, his drunken face became more and more arrogant, and he was no longer miserable when he was ravaged by Ye Zixuan. His nose was raised so that the hairs of his nose could be seen, and his breathing was like that of a cow. Rough: "Damn it, that woman last night was so good, she dared to reject me, and even dared to call her out as the boyfriend of the police."

"I don't even ask who I am, it's really a bear."

A follower nodded: "That's right, slap her in the face, and then beat her boyfriend fat. In the end, she didn't follow Song Shao."

A follower on the side also booed: "I didn't expect that she cared about her boyfriend. Hearing that we are going to drown her boyfriend, she is as good as a kitten. She can do whatever we want her to do. She is really charming. It's a pity that her temper is too strong, after letting go of her boyfriend, she slammed her head against the wall to death while we were not paying attention, what a fucking pity."

"It's shameless for her face, it's her luck that I don't play with her less."

Song Gandang sneered, and made the final conclusion. Several female companions laughed coquettishly, obviously used to the scene of bullying men and women.

At this time, a follower saw Guo Qiaochu approaching, and what made him feel uncomfortable was that the route and speed of the latter's approach would inevitably collide with them.

"Hey, cripple, get out of our way, you're blind!"

Another yelled, "Go away, lame!"

On the way forward, the four bodyguards of the Song family seemed to hear Guo Qiaochu's heavy footsteps, and also felt the imminent danger. Their eyes turned cold, and they subconsciously approached Guo Qiaochu. Three of them even touched the weapons at their waists. , but before he had time to question and be alert, Guo Qiaochu had already raised his right hand, pulled the trigger ruthlessly, and fired four bullets one after another.

With four crisp sounds, the bodies of the four bodyguards of the Song family shook. Without even screaming, a stream of blood spurted from between their eyebrows, and then they fell to the ground. Their vitality was extinguished, and there was a surge of blood in the morning when the dark clouds were overwhelming the city. Bloody, Song Gandang's servants and beautiful women were startled for a moment, then reacted, and let out a scream that pierced through the entire morning.

It never occurred to them that someone would dare to kill someone in the street, and even dare to attack Song Gan.

After killing four people in a row, Guo Qiaochu didn't stop at all. He still dragged his left foot and approached Song Gandang. During this period, ten bullets spewed out from the muzzle of the gun again, bang bang bang!The bullets whizzed out, and Song Gandang fell to the icy ground one by one, like a bird with its wings broken, towards his servants and female companions who were running around.

It was the two attendants who were yelling at Guo Qiaochu. Guo Qiaochu dragged his injured leg forward and didn't shoot again.

Blood spewed wantonly from the wound, mouth and nose, the two of them suddenly felt unspeakable pain, and their whole body gradually became cold, screaming and waiting for the god of death to come. Only then did they realize that Guo Qiaochu didn't miss his marksmanship, but deliberately let them shoot more. After living for a while, let them die slowly in excruciating pain. Sure enough, the two lost their vitality in the wailing. The pain was so painful that even their facial features were distorted and their teeth were crushed.

With no one alive, Guo Qiaochu has always been ruthless in his work.

Song Gandang, who was still a little bit drunk, woke up completely after a shock. He wanted to escape conditionedly, but he was hit by two bullets at his feet and dared not move. He could only raise his hands to show that he would not resist, and at the same time He shouted loudly: "I am Song Gandang, the son of Song Guangshi, if you kill me, there will be serious consequences,, consequences."

Guo Qiaochu didn't pay attention to his threats, and shot Song Gandang on the shoulder with the muzzle of the gun. The latter screamed and flew out, half of his body was stained red with blood.
There was surprise and anger on his face, he didn't expect Guo Qiaochu to strike so cruelly.

When Song Gandang was wailing, Guo Qiaochu stepped forward and grabbed him by the collar, and dragged him back to the jeep calmly.

He was knocked unconscious with a punch, and then dropped behind the car.

When he sat in the driver's seat, Si Yezhiguang rushed out of five security personnel. They were startled when they heard the gunshots, and then they roared and approached the jeep.

Guo Qiaochu stepped on the gas pedal while deflecting the gun.

Five bullets were fired intermittently, and the five security personnel who pulled out their guns shook their bodies, their heads exploded, and then they groaned and fell into a pool of blood.

Pedestrians around saw this and screamed, making the quiet morning completely noisy.

The car sped out like a sharp arrow, and left the scene of the incident in a few seconds. After 10 minutes, Guo Qiaochu drove into a container truck, and the jeep disappeared from people's sight. When the container truck rumbled towards the pier , Guo Qiaochu took out Song Gandang's phone, and called Song Guangshi calmly, with a calm smile: "President Song, good morning."

The other end of the phone said coldly: "You kidnapped my son?"

Guo Qiaochu said lightly: "Master Ye asked me to ask you a question."

Song Guangshi whispered: "Ye Zixuan?"

"It seems that you have indeed done a lot of things to sorry Ye Shao, otherwise how would you know that he gave you a gift?"

Guo Qiaochu smiled leisurely: "Listen well, the question is about to come up."

"Your mother is eighty years old. Today, she lives and your son dies. When she dies, your son lives."

"Excuse me, is it suitable for Mrs. Song's birthday or death today?"

Song Guangshi said in a low voice, "If he is dead, you will all be buried with him."

"The answer is wrong!"

Guo Qiaochu slammed the trigger on Song Gandang, and mercilessly interrupted his other hand:

"Before midnight tonight, I will call you again. I hope President Song will cherish this last chance."

(End of this chapter)