Living in the Hong Kong Film World

Chapter 19 The Scale of Victory Tilts
"Brother Mark!"

Feinan suddenly rushed out of the night, startling Mark and the others.

The thugs got up and shot in the direction of the sound, but were blocked by containers, lampposts and other things, and they couldn't hit anyone at all.

With a slide, Feinan sat behind the bunker and threw two long guns to Mark.

After receiving the long gun, Mark's confidence increased greatly. As long as he has a gun in his hand, he is not afraid of anything!
"I'll cover you! Take Brother Hao and go first!"

Mark growled at Feinan, leaned out from behind the cover, and fired several shots in the direction of the thugs, beating them until they couldn't lift their heads.

Feinan stepped forward to help Brother Hao up, and seeing Song Zijie staring at him, he called to him, "Come and help!"

Song Zijie hesitated for a while, but came forward to help Song Zihao up together.

"I knew you were not a good thing!"

Song Zijie said something in a low voice.

"What? Is it illegal to save people?"

Feinan replied without showing any weakness.

"..." Song Zijie was speechless for a moment, he could only snort coldly, and said, "I will catch you!"

"Let's escape first!" Feinan pouted, and handed him the pistol on his back.

With the universal identity card, he is no longer afraid of Song Zijie's investigation. If he is in a hurry, he will directly transform into a British citizen and go to the embassy.

Seeing that he gave him the gun without any scruples, Song Zijie felt a little depressed, so he could only angrily raise his gun and shoot in the direction of the thug.

Feinan raised the spear in one hand and fired randomly in the direction of the thugs. With the other hand, he supported Song Zihao with Song Zijie and retreated to the rear.

His marksmanship is not good, and shooting with long spears may still have the effect of suppressing firepower, but the effect of short spears is too poor.

Seeing that many of his subordinates were so beaten up by the four people facing him, Tan Cheng was so angry that he leaned out from behind the cover, aimed at the direction where Song Zihao and the other three were leaving, and pulled the trigger.

Da Da Da Da!

Flames spewed out, a series of bullets flew away, and sparks flew, but most of them hit the obstacles.

Song Zijie was terrified. He could hear the sound of bullets whistling past him. The lampposts, water valves, cement piles and other places on the left side were all crackled by bullets along the way, but none of them hit them. .

What surprised and puzzled him was that Feinan seemed to be very familiar with the route here, pulling him and Song Zihao, whether fast or slow, or striding forward, or leaning forward, keeping them always behind the bunker .

Feinan ran so frightened that his back was wet.

The fear comes from the location. When he came, he was navigating through the system, so he knew the location of the thugs clearly and had the route guidance, so he was not so afraid.

But that navigation cost him 2000 yuan, and he had more than 400 yuan with him. After the system took away the 400 yuan, he had more than [-] yuan left.

He originally thought that he could use his memory to return to the original route, but when he actually evacuated, he found that was not the case at all.

Without the route guidance, his vision shortened too much, and he couldn't see the road clearly, so he almost fell down several times.

After hiding in an abandoned iron boat, Feinan stopped and asked Song Zijie, "Do you have any money?"

"What?" Song Zijie didn't understand why he asked for money at this time.

"Hong Kong dollars, US dollars, whatever." Feinan asked anxiously.

"No, I forgot my wallet!"

Depend on!
Feinan punched the bottom of the boat angrily.

There is only one way now, and that is to hold on until the police arrive.

"We have to cover Mark." Fei Nan said to Song Zijie, leaned out from behind the hulk, fired two shots in the direction of the thugs, and shouted, "Brother Mark! I'll cover you!"

Song Zijie also knew that Mark's marksmanship was their biggest talisman right now, so he got up and fired at the thugs repeatedly to cover Mark's evacuation.

The two guns in Mark's hands were about to run out of bullets. After Feinan's gunshots sounded, he quickly rushed out from behind the bunker and ran towards Feinan's direction as soon as the pressure was relieved.

The thugs were also firing back, the bullets chasing and biting him, sending waves of dirt around his feet.

"what!"

Mark staggered, a cloud of blood exploded on the outside of his right arm, and the gun in his hand fell to the ground.

He was shot!

"Mark!" Song Zihao shouted, struggling to crawl behind Feinan.

He pulled out the pistol from the back of Feinan's waist, lay on the ground, and tried to cover Mark with difficulty. Finally, Mark staggered and ran behind the hulk.

"Trash!" Tan Cheng roared angrily, cursing the thugs beside him.

This was all run away by Mark, and he was going crazy.

"Follow me!"

There were twelve or thirteen thugs left. They divided into two teams and surrounded Feinan and the others.

"I'm running out of bullets." Feinan said solemnly.

They took all the magazines out, and there were only seventeen rounds left.

"Give me the bullets." Mark said, choosing one of the three pistols.

Feinan helped him fill one magazine, and then pressed the remaining bullets into another magazine.

Reloading the clip with one hand with his left hand, Mark holds the pistol up to his face and presses down on the hammer.

Taking a deep breath, he pushed hard, stood up and pointed backwards, his arms stretched straight.

Bang!
A thug who was outflanking from the left with his waist down fell down in response.

After firing a shot, he quickly retracted, and the counter bullet burst the bottom of the ship into flames.

Suddenly, as if he knew it in advance, he got up again in the gap between the gunshots and fired.

Another thug fell in response to the sound, and all the chasing thugs hid behind the bunker, no matter how much Tan Cheng urged and scolded, they refused to get up.

Tan Cheng's heart gradually cooled down, and he suddenly realized that the balance of victory began to tilt to the opposite side.

He wasn't afraid of death, otherwise he wouldn't have risked himself and sent himself to Song Zihao to grab him.

But the reason why he wasn't afraid was that he was sure that he would be sure of Song Zihao and the others.

Before he sent people to the taxi company to make trouble, he was also trying to test Song Zihao and confirm his true inner thoughts.

After that incident, coupled with his understanding of Song Zihao, he judged that Song Zihao would not kill him because he still has a younger brother.

The real trouble is Mark, he's a free-for-all thug, but he has weaknesses.

Ever since he found himself alone that time, Tan Chengcheng has guessed his inner thoughts.

Mark's biggest wish is to make a comeback.

But can you make a comeback if you kill yourself?

Impossible, he will only become a murderer and continue to wander and flee. '

What he wants is not his own life, but his own status.

Therefore, when he is not sure that he can replace him, he will not kill himself, and he still needs to help him sit in this position.

Of course, this is just his guess, but he is [-]% sure.

He risked his life, just betting on the [-]% certainty.

As long as Song Zihao and Mark didn't kill themselves immediately, they would fall into his encirclement and be played to death by him.

The development of the matter was more perfect than his plan. The sudden appearance of Song Zijie replaced him safely, giving him a chance to wipe out these three confidantes in one fell swoop.

But what he never expected was that a cripple who cleaned his car and picked up money at his feet would explode into such a powerful fighting force.

He brought more than 60 thugs and more than 60 long and short guns, which can be said to be the best of the best, but just tonight, in less than an hour, he lost more than half of them!

For some reason, he suddenly recalled the deeds that Mark often heard about when he was with Song Zihao. At that time, he thought that Mark was bragging, but now it seems that he may have reservations.

Damn it!If you had exposed this strength earlier, why would I let you clean the car?

Tan Cheng regretted it a little, but he habitually thought about it more deeply.

Is Mark hiding his clumsiness?

Whether it was true or not, it was a failure tonight. He winked at the big tall man, who understood and came to his side. He began to consider evacuating.

The two sides fell into a stalemate, and Tan Cheng suddenly said: "There are four people on the opposite side. As long as any one of you kills any of them, I will entrust him with the business of counterfeit banknotes and make him a big brother. Is anyone brave enough?"

Under the reward, there must be a brave man.

Most of the remaining thugs were short of breath.

Suddenly, a thug gritted his teeth, got up and fired a few shots, and strode out.

Immediately afterwards, another seven or eight thugs rushed over together.

Mark got up and fired two more shots, but the thugs returned fire one after another. He only had one gun, and he was pushed back by the bullets.

Seeing him lying on the ground after being beaten, the thugs cheered up and moved a little faster.

The rest of the thugs didn't hesitate any longer, and rushed over one after another, for fear of falling behind.

With so many people rushing together, maybe you are lucky, if you kill one, you can turn yourself into a big brother. No one can resist this temptation.

But Tan Cheng and the tall man in the rear were quietly retreating, preparing to evacuate.

Tan Cheng didn't know that Mark's bullets were running out, and he was frightened by Mark's ferocity.

He didn't think the remaining thugs would be able to kill Mark's group, he made up his mind to go.

From the time he decided to evacuate, Tan Chengcheng had already regarded these thugs as abandoned sons, and he wished that all these thugs would be killed by Mark.

These thugs have all witnessed and participated in today's battle, and have seen themselves from the winners who are sure to win to the losers.

If they go back and spread the word, it will be a devastating blow to his prestige.

Let Mark turn into a knife and kill you all!

As long as he can go back, the subordinates he left in Mr. Yao's manor are enough for him to control the company.

He didn't intend to take the computer tape anymore, even if Song Zihao handed it over to the police, he had already decided to cut off his wrists.

The company is not like before. Under his management, the company has changed from one leg to two legs. Even if the counterfeit money is cut off, he still has the drug business to do.

As for Song Zihao, let him run away like a bereaved dog!

As long as I am alive, I can regain power.

Tan Cheng's eyes are sharp.

Song Zihao, Mark, Song Zijie, and that Feinan, just wait, I will kill you all myself one day!
(End of this chapter)