Hong Kong Movies: If you don’t talk about money, then you should talk about feelings.

Just when Hai Di was about to flip out of the villa, he felt a burning sensation on his back.

"Hiss..." Hai Di sucked in a breath of cold air.

He looked down and looked back.

There was a bloody hole in the back of his abdomen.

"Bang..."

"Bang!"

Hai Di exerted his strength and flipped over and fell to the ground.

Hai Di, who came out, did not act pretentiously and hurried towards his car.

Without waiting for Hai Di to start the car.

"Bang bang bang..."

"Da da da..."

Two Jinbei cars rushed out, and the gunmen in the car kept shooting at Hai Di's car.

The rear glass of the car shattered instantly.

This familiar double 'insurance' made Hai Di more certain that it was Ding Yao.

"Damn it!"

After cursing, Hai Di turned the steering wheel sharply to move to the side, avoiding the attack of the Jinbei car, and quickly turned the front of the car and drove away.

The Jinbei car chased Hai Di, and the gunman continued to shoot at him with the submachine gun in his hand.

Mediterranean's car dodged left and right in an S-shaped trajectory to avoid being hit by more bullets.

"Da Da Da... Bang... Bang...!"

The tire of Mediterranean's private car was blown up, and the friction between the wheels and the road splashed a string of sparks.

Two Jinbei cars chased Mediterranean closely, and kept shooting to prevent Mediterranean from leaving.

"Boom... Boom!"

After running wildly on the road for a distance, Mediterranean suddenly stepped on the accelerator and rushed to the main street.

After entering the main street, the group of gunmen did not dare to shoot recklessly.

Mediterranean had a chance to breathe.

But Mediterranean's car speed was not raised at all with the rear wheel blown up.

Looking at the Jinbei car getting closer and closer through the rearview mirror.

Mediterranean's mind kept running, thinking about how to break the situation.

Mediterranean thought for a long time but couldn't think of any good way.

At this time, Mediterranean was full of despair, as if he had made friends who would sacrifice their lives for him in Taiwan in these years except for his woman.

He didn't make any friends who would die for him at all.

Inadvertently, he thought of Ye Feng and others, and wondered if things would be different if he was in Hong Kong Island.

Unfortunately, there was no regret medicine for Mediterranean, so he made up his mind not to delay.

One hand controlled the steering wheel, and the other hand took off his clothes and wrapped them around his waist.

He looked at the rearview mirror fiercely.

When one of the Jinbei cars caught up, Mediterranean turned the steering wheel to the ground and stepped on the accelerator.

"Go to death with me!"

Mediterranean drove his private car and hit the Jinbei car.

The driver of the Jinbei car was stunned and immediately stepped on the brakes.

"Kacha...!"

"Swish...!"

"Squeak...!"

Mediterranean drove his private car and hit the door of the Jinbei car.

The huge impact force made Mediterranean's body unbalanced, and blood kept gushing out of the wound on his back.

"Cough cough..."

Mediterranean struggled to hold his body, enduring the severe pain and controlling the steering wheel.

He wanted to take a few people away to be buried with him.

The Jinbei car scraped against the guardrail, sparks flew everywhere, and the driver in the driving seat wanted to get rid of Mediterranean.

As soon as he turned the steering wheel, the wheel hub hit the guardrail, but it backfired. The Jinbei car lost control and hit the curb, then overturned and slid sideways!

"Boom!!!"

Middle East watched the car accident happen with a trace of relief on his face.

With a car full of people as a scapegoat, Mediterranean was also much more relaxed.

Prepare to try to see if he can take another car away.

The Jinbei car that slid sideways kept sliding on another road.

"Brother...Brother...the car...the car is hitting us!"

Mai Tou, who had just finished drinking wine in the business car, said disdainfully: "Hit your mother, are you filming a movie? The road here is so wide, how could it be..."

Mai Tou looked up and saw the Jinbei car that was passing by, and he was mostly sober.

Urged: "Turn... turn quickly!"

"Brother, there is a car behind, there is no way to turn!"

"Fuck you! Rear-end collision is worse than..."

Seeing the car rushing over, Maitou did not explain too much, kicked the front seat with his feet, and protected his head with both hands.

"Bang!"

Because Maitou's car slowed down in advance, the imagined collision did not happen.

The explosion-proof airbag in the car popped up, and Maitou and others were not injured.

Maitou put down his hands after a while, looked at the Jinbei car in front of him, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Patted the driver's head and shouted: "Let's go, catch up, damn, let them scare me!"

The younger brother reminded: "Brother, they don't seem to be easy to mess with!"

"They are not easy to mess with, so I am easy to mess with? What are you talking nonsense to me, hurry up and catch up!"

Maitou himself has a lot of people on the seaPulse relationship.

In addition, Ye Feng used his boat a lot in those years, and he had a lot of contact with the upper class.

He also dealt in arms throughout the year.

Now he has some real estate and fixed assets all over the country.

As the saying goes, money makes the waist strong.

He used to be arrogant, and now he is not willing to be wronged. If he really offends the wrong person, he has the Poison Bee Squad as his backer.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"Brother, we will catch up now."

"Boom..."

"Squeak... Squeak... Squeak!!"

The driver didn't care about that and followed the gap that the Jinbei car crashed.

He changed lanes and went to the next road.

After chasing for about five minutes, they saw the shadow of their car in the Mediterranean.

Pulse, who doesn't make a living on land, took out a rifle from under the seat and started shooting at the Jinbei car in the middle.

"Fuck you, can I let you bully me, Maitou?"

"Da da da da........."

"Da da da da........."

Maitou's younger brother followed Maitou's example and picked up a rifle to attack the Jinbei car.

Hai Dian heard dense gunfire from behind.

He was a little confused. Are these people here to save me? What kind of gods are they?

"Squeak!"

Hai Dian's private car stopped on the side of the road.

Maitou, who was frightened, vented his bullets mercilessly, as if the revenge for his father's murder was in the Jinbei car.

After a while, the Jinbei car was completely penetrated by Maitou's firepower.

"Boom!"

"Crash!"

"Puff"

The Jinbei car hit the guardrail, exploded with flames, and fell to the ground in a fireball.

Seven men in the Jinbei car, including the driver and the co-pilot, were dead.

Hai Dian was blown away by the blast.

Maitou got out of the car and checked, "Bah, bastards, let you scare me!"

"Da da da da da..."

Maitou shot bullets at the black corpse.

After venting enough, Maitou waved his hand and said, "Let's go!"

A younger brother pointed at the unconscious Haideng and said, "Brother, look!"

Maitou walked over and looked at Haideng.

Although he was a little disgusted, because of Ye Feng's matter, Maitou also developed the habit of picking up "corpses".

In his eyes, if he picked up a hundred times and successfully invested once, Maitou would not lose money.

"Take them together!"

As soon as Maitou and his men left, the sirens sounded.

A group of policemen ran over.

He pressed the intercom on his shoulder and said, "There was a gunfight on Lishui Street..."

A big drama ended.

........

When Haideng woke up from his coma, he found that the surroundings were pitch black.

The wounds on his body had also been violently treated.

A smell of roasted pig hair.

Mediterranean touched his injured leg with his memory and found that it was scabby.

Although Mediterranean was unconscious, he didn't believe that the wound would heal so quickly.

The thickness of the scab was not normal to the touch, so he took back his hand and put it on his nose to smell it.

A smell of gunpowder.

"Damn, can't you be a good person to the end? What's this?"

"Is there anyone? I'm thirsty!"

"I'll bring some water!"

Mediterranean shouted weakly.

Hearing the movement, Maitou led people to open the cabin and walked in.

After turning on the light, he looked at Mediterranean who had woken up and joked.

"You are good, you didn't die even though you were so seriously injured?"

Maitou patted Mediterranean's head in a gangster manner and said, "Old baldy, tell me the truth, does your family have a mine or..."

Looking at Mediterranean, he doesn't look like someone who can steal other people's women.

He changed his words and said, "Do you know the secret of the big shot? Tell me, if it's valuable, I'll consider letting you go..."

Before Maitou finished speaking, he was controlled by Haidian, and the iron chain in his hand wrapped around Maitou's neck.

Maitou's younger brother hurriedly took out his gun and warned Haidian, "Let go of our big brother, you bastard!"

"Let go!"

"Let go quickly!"

"Bang!"

Haidian punched Maitou and held Maitou in front of him as a shield.

The iron chain in his hand kept shrinking.

Maitou's younger brother was dumbfounded. It was the first time they saw someone so dumbfounded.

"Cough cough cough..."

Maitou himself didn't expect that the seemingly inconspicuous middle-aged loser had such skills and was not afraid of death.

"Ahem...brother...calm down...let's talk it over. Is there something wrong? Tell me and I'll help you, okay? Calm down first!"

"You can't help me, my wife and daughter have been killed!"

The chains tightened as the Mediterranean roared.

"Ahem...ouch...IMy dear father...let go first, isn't it just a woman? I'll find one for you. Is there any requirement for skin color? Just tell me, I can get it for you. Brothers are like limbs, women are like clothes, as long as people are alive, they have hope. "

Maitou is most afraid of such people who are determined to die. If he is forced into a corner, he will be in trouble.

He kept comforting Haidi.

Thinking of Ah Chu, Haidi took a lot of strength in his hands.

Maitou, who sensed hope, continued: "Brother, just listen to my advice. People will eventually come out if they don't die. I think you are also a big shot and should have seen some big scenes!"

Maitou, who judges people by appearance, doesn't dare to treat Haidi as a loser.

Put him in the position of a person in power in Taiwan.

"I don't know if you have heard of the Poison Bee Squad. Back then, the Poison Bees were even worse than you, but they..."

Haidi heard the familiar name, and exerted force in his hands and said: "What is the name of the Poison Bee you are talking about, and what does it look like? "

When the pulse master heard that there was a way, he hurriedly tried to get close to him. Although he didn't know Ye Feng's real name, his pulse master was quick to react.

"That's my brother Feng. He looks like a rare talent. How do you know each other? Do you know Brother Greyhound?"