On the other side, two convertible cars drove out of the villa area.
"Fuck! Johnny, this old guy is so arrogant!"
"That's right, we came to celebrate our birthday, but we were kicked out! Who would believe it?"
“Brother Johnny, we can’t let him go!”
The guys in the car were quarreling with each other, but Johnny Wang's expression remained as usual, except that the corners of his mouth were curled up more and more.
"Don't worry, he won't be able to dance for much longer! This old guy has lost his temper a long time ago. Now it's just a group of brothers supporting him, forcing him to keep moving forward. As long as he kills those people, there will be no one left. It’s our opponent again!”
One of the horse boys thought for a moment and said, "Brother Johnny, it seems that a group of people have come out to tear down homes recently."
"oh?"
Johnny Wang was imagining his own domination of Hong Kong Island when he suddenly heard his subordinates say this and frowned. "Where did it come from?"
"I don't know! It's just that many new people in the big circle have obtained guns from middlemen recently! Brother, haven't you seen that there are a lot more news about gun battles in the newspapers recently?" Na Mazai said.
"Don't tell me about the news! I never read that stuff!"
Johnny Wang replied disdainfully, followed by a cold smile: "Ask someone to check it out. This little brat appears out of nowhere and comes to my territory to steal business. He doesn't know how to live or die!"
Another horse boy asked: "Brother Johnny, aren't we going to deal with Old Man Guan and the others?"
Before Johnny Wang could speak, he was slapped on the head by another horse boy: "What nonsense are you talking about? Old man Guan, brother here, of course has a plan. Do you need to worry about it? If you are asked to investigate, you will investigate. If you don’t do business, you talk so much nonsense! Are you looking for trouble?"
Na Ma Zai rubbed his scalp vigorously, looking aggrieved and afraid to speak.
Johnny Wang smiled and didn't pay attention to the fight between his men. He looked at the scenery ahead and said: "Tell the brothers to be mentally prepared. Within three days, the old guy will return to the west!"
"yes, Sir!"
…
Three days flew by.
I don’t know if it’s because his longevity has increased his wealth. Uncle Hai’s business has been very good these days. More than ten old friends have placed orders with him. The light clothes under his hands are busy delivering goods. He has been running here and there all day. I could take a breather at night.
However, before the meal was finished, they all received calls from Zhang Lang.
He summoned everyone to the warehouse in the name of Uncle Hai, saying that Uncle Hai had something to say to everyone.
He also said that he was the eldest brother after all. Although the content of the phone call was a bit strange, no one said anything and drove to the destination.
At the dock, there were many large and small containers piled up in the huge factory building. More than a dozen vehicles arrived one after another. People in their thirties and fifties were piled here and there, standing there blowing water.
This is a warehouse, and I don’t know how much goods are piled up, so no one dares to smoke here.
The group of people stayed for a long time, but did not see Uncle Hai appear, so some people became impatient.
When a person took out his mobile phone and was about to make a call to urge him, he saw two luxury cars entering the cargo bay one after another.
Several horse boys got out of the car, opened the door, and invited Uncle Hai, who was sitting in the back seat, out.
"Uncle Hai!"
"Uncle Hai!"
"Uncle Hai, why did you come here! We are all hungry from waiting!"
Uncle Hai said hello to his men and said with a smile: "Something has delayed me. I don't know what happened recently. There are many people asking for goods, and the orders are weird. There is nothing I can do. I have to make a few more calls and ask around. Ask to see if we can meet the customer’s needs.”
"By the way, Alang said you want to give me a surprise. What surprise? Is it a big order?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at each other, and one of the boys asked strangely: "Surprise? Uncle Hai, didn't you call us here?"
"Did I call you?"
Uncle Hai was stunned for a moment, then his expression changed drastically. Just when he was about to say hello, four or five motorcycles suddenly rushed in from the front and rear doors of the factory.
There is a person on the back seat of each motorcycle, wearing a hood and leather jacket. He holds an AK47 in his hand and pulls the trigger before he gets close.
Four or five chains of bullets were fired in all directions, causing sparks to fly out.
This is Uncle Hai's base camp. Not only is it secret, but it is also heavily guarded. There are at least a dozen people guarding the place both openly and secretly, so no one expected to be suddenly attacked.
In the rush, few people reacted at all. Most people were shot and fell to the ground. The other half were either lucky or reacted quickly and got down in advance to avoid this wave of attacks.
Uncle Hai was an old man. When he realized something was wrong, his knees had already bent. Although he didn't shout out, he was already lying on the ground before the motorcycle rushed in.
This group of riders was obviously just stormtroopers. Their speed did not slow down. After plowing through the warehouse with machine guns, they staggered past and disappeared through another door.
At the same time, two obviously modified vans rushed in arrogantly, with four or five gun muzzles sticking out of the vehicles, and continued to spray bullets as if they were free.
Uncle Hai and his group were beaten so hard that they couldn't even lift their heads.
Behind the van, more than a dozen men carrying AK47s and arrogant faces rushed in. They were familiar with the roads and grabbed the high ground. Before the fire suppression was over, they had already climbed to the commanding heights.
At this time, the firepower in the van stopped, and four or five people rushed down, turning their guns and aiming at the target.
The gunfire stopped and the warehouse was filled with smoke.
"Don't move!"
"boom!"
There was a gunshot, the bullet hit the iron sheet, and a series of sparks appeared in the dream. The guy next to him who was about to make a small move suddenly raised his hand in fright.
An ugly man wearing a leather jacket walked out with an M14 on his shoulders. He stared at everyone and said coldly: "Don't move, I'll beat you to death if you move!"
Uncle Hai and others immediately did not dare to act rashly.
At this time, the convertible Porsche slowly drove in, and Johnny Wang was lying in the back row very arrogantly, wearing an orange suit and pointed leather shoes, like a star on the stage.
When the car stopped, Johnny turned over and got up. He looked at the situation where he was being controlled, curled his lips slightly, turned over and jumped out of the car.
A horse boy came over and handed over the gun in his hand: "Brother Johnny, it's all done!"
"Um!"
Johnny Wang took the gun and cocked it skillfully with a wicked smile. Then without saying a word, he pointed the gun into the sky and fired a bunch of bullets.
The gunshots echoed in the warehouse, and the muzzle flashes of fire were extremely dazzling.
A round of bullets was fired, and the scene fell into silence.
Looking at the confused eyes of Uncle Hai and his men, Johnny Wang laughed wildly and said: "Uncle Hai, you old guy really should retire. How shameful is it to be fooled so easily!"
Uncle Hai stood up with difficulty, squinting his eyes coldly: "It's really you, Johnny Wang, what do you want to do?"
"What do I want to do?"
Johnny Wang felt funny for a while: "Hey, he actually asked me what I wanted to do! You are full of shit in your head. Of course I want to kill you and steal your territory and business. Can't you see such an obvious move? You Go to hell!"
One of Uncle Hai's cavalry was so angry that he cursed loudly: "Wang Johnny, don't be too arrogant..."
boom!
Before he finished speaking, Johnny Wang fired, one shot piercing the middle of his eyebrows. The horse boy suddenly froze, fell on his back, and stopped moving.
He suddenly opened fire, startling Uncle Hai's men. Some of them became even more angry. Their eyes were red and they stared at him, wishing to cut him into pieces.
The man who was so taken away by his brutal actions was already somewhat retreating at this time.
Their eyes flickered, their minds spinning rapidly, trying to find a way to escape unscathed.
Johnny Wang had a ferocious look on his face: "Hey, hey, don't change other people's names casually. My name is Johnny Wang. I remember it all!"
The scene was quiet.
Uncle Hai looked at the other party's troops and knew that he would definitely not be spared today.
He took a deep breath, suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart, and said calmly: "Zunni, where is Alang?"
"Yo? Didn't you guess this? You're not stupid! See how you do stupid things all day long? Is it really Lao Hutu?"
Johnny laughed arrogantly and shouted: "Alang, come and meet your former boss!"
The door of the cab of the convertible was pushed open. Zhang Lang, with a tight face, walked step by step from the back to the front, until he walked up to Uncle Hai.
The two looked at each other, Zhang Lang's expression was dull, and he said he just looked complicated.
The two looked at each other silently, and after a moment, Uncle Hai suddenly smiled.
"Alang, the matter has come to an end. It's useless to say more. You can take my life, but can you let these brothers go? I guarantee that they will not take revenge and will leave Hong Kong Island soon."
The man in leather took a step forward and put down the M14 on his shoulder. Just as he was about to pull the trigger, Johnny stopped him.
Johnny smiled strangely, staring at Allang and Uncle Hai: "Don't worry, give Alang a little more confidence, he will make the right choice!"
When he said this, Johnny did not deliberately lower his voice, and Uncle Hai and Zhang Lang heard it clearly.
The two looked at each other quietly.
Alang pursed his lips tightly.
Uncle Hai's eyes showed a bit of pleading: "Alang..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhang Lang suddenly took out his pistol, pointed it at Uncle Hai's heart and shot three times.
Uncle Hai's men were shocked, "Uncle Hai, Uncle Hai!"
Someone rushed up regardless, and then a gunshot rang out and the person was gone.
After a few times, the warehouse became quiet again.
Everyone was as silent as silkworms under the gun, but even if they didn't dare to move, they still stared at Zhang Lang with extremely hateful eyes.
Traitors are always more hated than enemies.
Zhang Lang didn't move. He stood quietly, staring at Uncle Hai's body.
His mind went blank, and even his hands were shaking slightly.
He never thought he would kill Uncle Hai, but he had to fire the gun today, otherwise there would be more corpses on the ground than his.
He also suddenly understood why Johnny Wang spent a lot of money to recruit people from Uncle Hai. The information was only one aspect, and the more important thing was to push them out and use them as targets.
After all, Uncle Hai has been running a firearms group all his life. It is impossible for his business to be so big without any background.
Johnny is a fellow trader. He knows the background of the arms dealer better, and he will not naively think that he can kill all Uncle Hai's men by just killing the people present.
This is almost impossible.
But as long as he spreads today's news and lets everyone know that it was Zhang Lang who killed Uncle Hai, then even if Uncle Hai's people show up, their first choice will be to seek revenge on the traitor.
Johnny Wang only needs to keep an eye on Zhang Lang and surround him for reinforcements, and he can clean up Uncle Hai's dead but not stiff manpower bit by bit.
But he understood it too late. Unfortunately, he was an undercover agent and had to follow the orders of his superiors.
Zhang Lang took a deep breath, said the pistol and turned to leave.
Everyone stared at his movements and watched Johnny go.
The corners of Johnny's lips raised slightly, and he said intentionally or unintentionally: "How should we deal with these guys? Should we let them go?"
Zhang Lang didn't say a word. After a few seconds of silence, he suddenly grabbed the leather-clad man's M14, turned around and pulled the trigger.
Bullets spurted out, and during horizontal sweeps, the remaining twenty or so people were killed almost instantly.
Seeing the fire splashing and listening to the screams rising and falling in his ears, Johnny Wang laughed loudly.
At this moment, several smoke bombs were suddenly thrown down from the ceiling. The smoke exploded, and the entire warehouse was instantly invisible.
Then a heavily armed figure descended from the sky, holding the halyard in one hand to dampen it, and holding a micro-charge in one hand. He fired at the position he had memorized before.
The scene immediately exploded.
A group of people panicked, either running away or shooting back. Bullets kept jumping in the warehouse. When sparks flew out, something was ignited. The warehouse exploded one after another.
A few unlucky guys stepped on the bomb box, and before they even had time to scream, they were blown to pieces.
Johnny was the fastest runner. When he noticed something was wrong, he ran back to the convertible, put the reverse gear on, stepped on the accelerator, and rushed out the same way.
Inspired, other boys also ran outside.
However, the visitor was hiding on the ceiling early. Yuan Haoyun, who had watched the whole scene from beginning to end, had been holding back his anger since he suffered a loss at the Yunlai Teahouse last time. Today, he had a rare chance to vent his anger, so he naturally wanted to vent his anger. Kill special kill.
The smoke also hindered his vision, but whether he was calculating mentally or not, it wasn't a big problem.
During the machine gun fire, I don't know how many people threw themselves on the street.
Occasionally someone would think of firing back, but the bullet would go somewhere.
Like a god of war, Yuan Haoyun stood on the spot and fired. The explosions kept ringing, but there was no injury on his body.
Suddenly, a figure flashed in front of him, and Yuan Haoyun turned the muzzle of his gun, but before he had time to pull the trigger, someone kicked the gun off his hand.
Yuan Haoyun turned around, dodged the opponent's series of attacks, put his hand behind his waist, and had a python revolver in his hand.
He did not hesitate to pull the trigger, and the bullet hit the weapon and ammunition box behind the figure, causing a fatal explosion.
】
The explosion was quite powerful, and a large area of smoke was cleared.
Then there was a flash of fire, and Yuan Haoyun immediately recognized that the person in front of him was Zhang Lang. He was overjoyed and shot without mercy.
Zhang Lang was a killer after all, and he was very skilled. After dodging several times, he decisively took out his gun and fought back.
The two of them went back and forth, and time made it difficult to tell the winner.
At the same time, outside the factory, Shabiao and others were sitting in a black sub, observing the situation at the factory through the car window, while trying out weapons.
From a distance, I saw a convertible rushing out like crazy.
"finally come!"
Dasha smiled ferociously, opened the door and walked out. He took out the rocket launcher from the back seat of the car, knelt on one knee, adjusted the infrared sight of the night vision goggles, pointed it in the direction of the convertible, and pulled the trigger.
