Rebirth: Outstanding

"Everyone has a share. Line up to get it. Don’t worry. After receiving the rice, remember to say thank you to Mr. Song. This time, Mr. Song from Oxfam Hong Kong has pity for everyone. The price of rice in Macau has risen in the past two days. So Mr. Song will give everyone some rice first, so that everyone will not be starved. One catty of rice is used to save porridge and eat, and it can withstand a few days of hunger. A bag of brown rice was handed to the hands that stretched towards him one by one, still nagging in his mouth.

The people in Qingzhou slums who received the rice were living in the distance by Huang Liu and a few people. They were accompanied by a dozen children who were too busy to take care of the rice because they were queuing to pick up the rice. But a few children, but they smiled happily on their faces. If the children beat him, they can win a candy from him. So not only Song Tianyao smiled happily, but the children also smiled brightly. This The young uncles seemed to make them more willing to be close than the dignified uncles and grandpas who came to Qingzhou District to send rice in the past.

"Boss Song has a long life!"

"Mr. Song has a lot of money."

The people who have got rice will not be stingy with words of praise, yelling auspicious words towards Song Tianyao's position. Although each adult is limited to one catty of rice, in these two days, one catty of rice already means they can save five yuan. Since the opening of the guns and the closing of the gates last night, most grain shops did not open their doors at all this morning. The prices of the few grain shops that opened are also scary. The cheapest brown rice has also risen to an astonishing five yuan apiece. Jin, you know, before the shelling last night, the price of rice was only 70 cents.

In the past, these poor people in Qingzhou District didn’t have enough money to store too much food. They made money today to buy food to make a living today. But now not only the gates are closed, but the wharves are also under martial law. The cargo ships don’t need coolies to unload their cargo. The poor can't even find a hard-working job. Fortunately, there are also nobles who remember them as poor ghosts, who specially sent rice today when the price of rice is soaring.

There are usually two adults in the family. Together, they can get two catties of rice. Although it is only brown rice, you can save porridge. Even if you have two children, you can last a few days without starving to death.

Five thousand catties of brown rice were quickly emptied, but the people were not all in a hurry to disperse, and looked at the empty truck with reluctance, hoping that there could be other living things on it. More than a dozen staff of the Macau Chamber of Commerce who helped send rice to Song Tianyao, Song Tianyao did not pick it up, but glanced at Huang Liu, Huang Liu came over, took out a stack of red seals from his pocket and gave it to Song Tianyao, Song Tianyao After that, smiles were sent to everyone who was tired and sweating in turn:

"Thank you guys, this is a little bit of heart. You can take tea and drink to relieve your tiredness."

These staff members were ordered by the Chamber of Commerce to cooperate with Song Tianyao to send rice to Qingzhou District. They thought it was an official business to become a dead dog. Unexpectedly, after finishing the work, this Mr. Song even specially prepared a red seal for them. There were a few impatients. , Turned his back and quietly opened the red seal, immediately raised his eyebrows, and stretched out five fingers towards his companion, meaning that there were fifty yuan inside.

"Thank you Boss Song, thank you..." The staff are also grateful for their kindness.

Song Tianyao smiled at them: "You are welcome, I am going to send some more rice to Nanwan in the afternoon. There are also poor people here, and I would like to ask you to help me."

"The most common place in Nanwan is not the sand grouse. If you get a red seal in the afternoon, you can patronize it..." Some staff members heard that Song Tianyao was going to Nanwan to send rice in the afternoon, and they immediately laughed knowingly.

There are not only many poor people in Nanwan, but also many incompetent prostitutes. Many prostitutes do not have rooms to connect guests. They are often picked up by laying blankets on the sandy ground, so they are called sand chickens by Macau people.

Just as Song Tianyao was sending red seals to the staff one by one, four people suddenly jumped out of the poor crowd, raised their wrists and flashed their guns, aiming in Song Tianyao's direction!

Huang Liu almost moved at the same time as the four of them immediately moved forward, grabbing a staff member who had just taken over the red seal, and blocking Song Tianyao!

"Boom boom boom!" A series of gunfire sounded!

The staff member who was blocked by Huang Liu in front of Song Tianyao was beaten into a sieve in an instant! Blood and heat are gurgling outward from the **** spots of bullet holes!

"Bent over!" Huang Liu spoke to Song Tianyao, holding the corpse of the staff member who had been killed on the spot with one hand to cover up, with the other hand already raising the pistol, and firing at the four people on the opposite side!

In fact, as early as when Huang Liu used the staff to help Song Tianyao block bullets, there were already several fierce appearances among the people in the Qingzhou slum. The strangely shaped figures threw off the tattered felt draped on their bodies, revealing their straight figures, and they showed their guns toward them. The four opened fire!

These five or six people's marksmanship is extremely accurate and vicious. The moment the four gunners fired their guns, their legs and shoulders were almost hit by these people first!

When Huang Liu shot back, almost all of the four gunmen were shot and fell to the ground!

"A few uncles! Keep the four people alive! Take them to my house, keep them alive, and try them out!" Huang Liuzhu still held the corpse to protect Song Tianyao, each of them with a disability for those fierce looks and bodies. Cried the person.

Today, the few people who followed Song Tianyao to send rice to Qingzhou District are not just Huang Liu, the old man of the Huang Family Taishan team. Because of physical and appearance reasons, several powerful people who cannot be bodyguards by He Xian's side are all. Arranged by Huang Liu to be mixed into the Qingzhou poor, these people are not weaker than the bodyguards Huang Ziya next to He Xian. The only drawback is that they sell poorly. They have all experienced the battlefield, and their bodies were left behind in the war. Disability, or half of the face is covered with scars left by incendiary bombs, or simply blasted a hand, shot with a gun with one hand, or smashed the kneecap, walked and limped, in short, all of them are disgusting. , It is daunting, but when it comes to killing people, Huang Ziya and Huang Liu are almost half of these uncles' apprentices.

"Yeah! Unexpectedly, this guy would dare to take a bite of fire!" A middle-aged man with half of his face burned almost no longer in human form, like a skeleton raised his hand with a shot, and knocked off the skull of a gunman who fell to the ground. , Walked over and picked up a grenade that the other party had already opened the safety latch before he died, and threw it away forcefully!

"Boom!" The grenade exploded in mid-air before it landed. The air wave blew up and rolled up a large swath of smoke, but this man didn't even bend his waist!

"Hoh, bah! Damn, it's the cost, it's not a home-made grenade, it's authentic American." The man spit out the dust in his mouth, wiped the dust on his face and cried.

Even if Song Tianyao was reminded by Huang Liu to lie down at the first time, he was still shot in the chest. The moment Song Tianyao was hit by a sledgehammer, it seemed that he was hit by a sledgehammer, making him feel bored to vomit blood out. It hurts.

Huang Liu threw the dead body aside, and did not let Song Tianyao get up. Instead, he took the people to stop the blood of the three gunmen who were still gasping and threw them onto the truck. This helped Song Tianyao get into a Malata that He Xian arranged for Song Tianyao to use. In the car, I gave an order to the others:

"Back to my house!"

The truck roared at the same time as the car, rushed onto the Green Island Highway and drove towards the downtown area of ​​Macau.

In the car, Song Tianyao was rubbed by Huang Liu's chest, until after five or six minutes, he let out a sigh of relief: "Pu, Eminem, it's so good for Brother Liu to arrange a body armor, otherwise..."

It was Huang Liu’s father, Huang Sen’s old subordinate, and the man with the rotten face and skeleton who shot and killed. At this time, he said: “Mr. Song, these four craps are obviously veterans on the battlefield. The time for the ambush is calculated. It’s great. If you didn’t tell everyone to take precautions in advance, I’m afraid it would be difficult for you to come back alive even if you bring a young master and wear a bulletproof vest."

Song Tianyao rolled his eyes slightly at this time, lying weakly on the back seat, and said: "The three gunmen who are alive, can't let them die, please help me to check it out, Uncle."

"Don't worry, in the hands of our Taishan team, even the dumb guy will tidy up and let him know how the word forgiveness is, and I promise to help you ask the 18th generation of their ancestors." The skeleton guy smiled and said, "The big master is here. The family has been free from illness all day, just to make fun of the three of them."

The two cars left Qingzhou District, and the poor people in Qingzhou District dispersed after a panic. Two figures hid under the eaves of a wooden house. One of the young people touched his waist with his hands on his waist, his eyes patrolling around, and he spoke in a low voice. The companion asked:

"Sir, four brothers were broken as soon as they exchanged fire, and the other party made it clear that they were defensive, what should I do?"

His companion was a thin man of 35 or 6 years old. At this time, he took out a foil package from his pocket, shook some white powder on the back of his hand, pressed his nostrils, and sucked all the white powder in. This moved his nose. He lifted his head and breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"Fuck, it's Huang Sen's Taishan team. Huang Sen and these bandits first joined the Kuomintang, then the Communist Party, and now they came to Macau. At the beginning, I fought with these bandits in Doumen. These bandits are better than Li Jilan's men. The army is very powerful. The Taishan Team and the Beihai Team, two bandits who have joined the Communist Party, totaled more than 700 people. They just guarded the Doumen and fought all night with more than 3,000 of us led by Li Jilan. They were not transferred until all the ammunition was exhausted. ."

"What do you do now? Sir?" the young man asked the other party.

The thin man sucked his nostrils: "We always do things according to the rules. Since we have received Jiang Mingcong’s money, of course it is not wrong. We all know where Huang Sen lives. There is nothing to say. Let the brothers bring the guys and kill Huang Sen. At home, let me get rid of people! Let Huang Sen know, don’t think that if you take refuge in the **** He Xian, you can sit back and relax in Macau. Lao Tzu is the Kuomintang. He is a traitor to the Communist Party. He angered me and even killed him. If you really kill Huang Sen, when you and I have the opportunity to go to Taiwan, maybe you can let the chairman of the committee reward you for the future."

While speaking, the thin man's eyes gradually turned upwards, apparently already in an illusory state of excitement because of the effects of drugs.

The young man around him was holding a pistol at his waist and protecting his chief, rushing towards a minivan on the highway. Since the chief said that he should behave well and he must do things if he collects the money, he must summon the people to go to Huang Sen with a big fanfare. The apartment, taking advantage of the chaos on the street, even the Huang Sen family was done!

Huang Sen could not have imagined that his class of big day two would have the courage to land in Macau and go straight to his residence to kill him!

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