Zhongjingxiacheng District.
A black Cadillac Suburban retro off-road vehicle was speeding on the viaduct, rampaging, and heading to the "junkyard" in the southwest.
Inside the car, rock music was deafening.
The man sitting on the front of the plane sitting in the co-pilot was wearing a jacket full of rivets, holding a cigar in his mouth, and twisting his body left and right according to the rhythm. At the climax of the chorus, he raised his hands, waved the gun in his hand, and sang in a hoarse voice :
“Viva final shot
Viva missing soldiers
Viva my only weeping Child
Cut these fabled text
Cut them with no mercy
Cut them for me my lonely friend~
Exist there really anything worse than losing fire
Viva
Viva
Viva
Viva…”
Whenever he shouted "Viva", the bald driver also shouted "Viva", and then the two of them twisted left and right at the same frequency.
"oh~~~~~ya~~~matherfucker, I love the shit!"
The co-pilot's head laughed and continued to shake his head back and forth to the drumbeat until the song ended. He grinned, twisted around and hugged the back of the seat, and shouted to the back seat: "Hey, Xiao Dou, how old are you?"
Dou Ming sat up straight and replied: "Brother Liwei, I'm seventeen."
"Ah, is there a woman?"
"Yeah," Dou Ming smiled.
Levi stuck his head behind him and asked with a grin: "Fuck~where's the girl?"
"Uh, Dong, Donggu District," Dou Ming was a little embarrassed and hesitated.
"Oh~come on~" Levi withdrew with a look of disgust and patted the bald head of the driver, "Did you hear that, you bitch in Donggu District, fuck, Xiao Dou, don't ever say you are a black man anymore. Peach man.”
Dou Ming blushed and said, "She is very good at shooting."
"Hahaha," Levi turned back and stuck his head out, "Then can she clean a gun?"
"What are you doing?"
Levi raised his right hand to make an O shape, waving it toward his mouth, and at the same time used his tongue to lift the other side of his face.
Dou Ming shrank his head and stared: "What?"
"Fuck~ you haven't fucked her yet?"
"No," Dou Ming couldn't laugh or cry, "We just got together."
"Fuck, you're not still a chick, are you?"
Dou Ming coughed a few times and turned to look out the car window in embarrassment.
"Fuck," Levi stretched out his fingers and shook his lower body, "That thing of yours is fucking rusty. You have to use it. This way, today...not today, tomorrow, tomorrow night, I will take you there." BLOWJOB "See the world." After saying that, he patted the bald driver and said, "Tell Xiao Dou, how about BLOWJOB?"
The fat bald man held the steering wheel and grinned: "Oh~~ye~~~"
"Hahaha, Shit, that's it!" Levi laughed.
"No, I want to marry her," Dou Ming shook his head.
Levi turned his head: "Who are you marrying?"
"My girlfriend."
"Girl from Donggu District?" Levi poked his head from the front seat again, "Then if you had sex with her tonight, I'm telling you, if you don't use that thing now, it won't be useful in the future."
"Who said that?"
"Tsk, what the boss said," Levi snorted a few times, sat back, put his hands behind his head, and said slowly and logically, "When you go to the street, hey, you will know what a real paradise is. .”
At this time.
The prelude of a song came from the speakers in the car. Levi turned his head and looked at the bald driver with a serious expression.
The dense "snare drum" beats sounded, and the two people shook their whole bodies at the same time like an electric shock. Then the drum sound changed, and the two people immediately followed the rhythm and twisted left and right at the same frequency.
"Hahahahaha..."
Amidst the intense rock music, the car was filled with a cheerful atmosphere. Dou Ming, who was in the back seat, lowered his head and touched the bracelet on his right wrist. His bracelet was different from others. The chip was removed separately and woven into the rope chain. , there are several bullet shells decorated on the rope chain, each one is polished and shiny, as if it is made of gold.
This was made up by his girlfriend Tao Yiran.
A smile appeared on the young man's face, and green love took root in his heart, ready to move. He remembered that the girl's palms were always sweaty when holding hands. He remembered that when they kissed secretly, the girl closed her eyes tightly and her eyelashes trembled. He remembered The smell of the girl's body, a cheap laundry detergent smell, was the most beautiful smell he had ever smelled.
Then.
He raised his head and slowly turned to the left, looking at the man sitting in the back seat with him.
The man's body was covered in blood and flesh, his hands and feet were tightly tied, half of his tongue was cut off, blood foam continued to pour out of his mouth, and a pair of dull eyes looked straight at him.
The two looked at each other, Dou Ming had no expression on his face and blinked.
The rock music continues, and Levy is tone-deaf and a little funny singing along.
The car drove smoothly into the garbage dump and stopped behind a huge garbage pile. Levi opened the door and got out, walked around to the side of the back door, and knocked on the glass: "Get to work."
Dou Ming opened the car door, pulled the man out of the back seat, threw it to the ground, took the shovel thrown by the bald driver, and started digging a hole in the ground.
After a while, a shallow pit was dug.
Dou Ming pulled the man up from the ground, pushed him into the pit, and jumped in.
The man leaned against the wall of the dirty mud pit, grinned, showing his blood-soaked gums, and said vaguely: "My son is as old as you."
Dou Ming blinked and looked back.
Levi stood far away with a calm expression, looking up at the sky.
Dou Ming turned around, took out a dagger from his waist, and stabbed it into the man's heart.
Blood dripped from the corner of the man's mouth, and he looked at him blankly.
He frowned, swung the dagger, and stabbed him more than ten times in a row, causing blood to splash all over his face.
The man's eyes stared silently.
Dou Ming stood up, threw the dagger on the body, sniffed, climbed into the pit, filled the hole with a shovel, and walked to Levi: "Brother Levi, it's done."
Levi put his arm around his shoulders and walked towards the car together: "What did that guy say?"
"I don't know, I didn't hear clearly."
"Oh, please think about the BLOWJOB thing again. Fuck, that thing is really not useful if you don't use it. Don't you still believe what the boss said?"
"Boss really said that?"
"Nonsense, can I still lie to you?"
The two of them chatted and got into the car. Accompanied by rock music, the off-road vehicle suddenly started and drove away.
after an hour.
The SUV stopped in the parking lot behind the K11 building. The three people got out of the car and entered the building through the back door. They were stopped by a group of heavily armed gang members.
"Spade," Levi nodded to one of them.
"Levi," the man waved his hand, "Go up."
The three of them walked into the elevator.
The elevator doors closed, humming all the way up.
Levi folded his hands and put them in front of him, cleared his throat and said lightly: "Xiao Dou, shut up and keep quiet when you go up."
"Well, I understand the rules," Dou Ming said in a low voice, a little nervous.
A few minutes later.
The three of them walked out of the elevator, put their guns in the basket, and each underwent a full body search. Then they walked through the dark crowd of gang members and arrived at the door of the conference room at the end of the corridor.
Levi's expression was tense as he approached a man as strong as a bear and lowered his voice and said, "Bury him."
The man said expressionlessly: "Wait."
A shrill scream came from the conference room, and the three of them stood aside silently.
At this moment, hundreds of gang members stood in the entire corridor, silent and with cold expressions.
In the conference room.
Under dim lights and smoke, the conference table was moved to one side, and more than a dozen gang bosses were sitting or standing, silently staring at the center of the ground.
A man was being beaten, and his flesh and blood were bruised. When he struggled, he wiped away the blood under his body. It looked like expired ketchup. His face was torn and bruised, and he could only growl like a beast from his throat.
The woman in a golden dress stood aside with her arms folded, her head tilted and her eyes squinted slightly, her lips were painted with black lip gloss, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised.
At this time, a man in a floral shirt walked up to her casually and said with a smile: "Sonoya, the Dorta family..."
Pa~
Mizuno slapped him with a backhand, causing him to stagger a few steps.
"Song, did you go out today without thinking?"
Song lowered his head, wiped the corners of his mouth, then raised his head with a smile on his face: "I'm sorry."
Mizuno's eyes wandered and he glanced at the window.
Cain was seen huddled in a swivel chair, with a book covering her face. She was wearing a navel-baring T-shirt and shorts, with her bare feet on the conference table, seemingly asleep.
Sudden.
There was a buzzing sound mixed with the howl of pain. Cain took the book off his face, raised his bracelet and took a look. After connecting, he said in a daze: "Hey, Zhongjing, what are you doing...I don't have time." …OK, you win, I’ll wait for you.”
After hanging up the call, she stood up and stretched, revealing her slender waist. Then she walked lazily to Mizuno and waved to her men in the corner.
The Mayfly member stepped forward quickly.
Cain pulled the gun from the holster under his arm, raised his hand towards Song and pulled the trigger.
Song looked horrified, and before he could explain, bang! Bang! Bang! Three gunshots rang out and he stumbled back, falling on his back with blood pouring from his chest.
"Go on," Cain threw the gun away, patted Mizuno's face, and walked out of the conference room.
After watching Cain leave, Mizuno glanced at Song and said softly: "Carry him away."
Only then did Qinghetu's subordinates brought by Song dare to rush over. They hurriedly carried their boss on their backs and rushed out of the conference room like crazy.
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North Cuiping Park on the New Order Joint Meeting side.
A special service ship that switched to stealth mode slowly landed.
Li Liang walked out of the cabin and looked up at the sky. It was close to noon, and the sky simulated a clear sky with blazing "sunshine".
In the distance, Cain lazily raised his right hand and shook it, the chrome-plated mechanical arm reflecting silver light.
He smiled and waved and walked over.
Cain pursed his lips and tilted his head to look at him. His short blue hair covered one cheek. There was a simple smiley face painted on the white T-shirt. His waist was exposed. His denim shorts had no belt and his feet were on his feet. Booties.
"What were you busy with just now?"
Cain licked his lips and frowned: "Nothing, where are you going?"
Li Liang smiled and said, "Hey, where are you staying in Zhongjing during this time?"
"Xicheng, what's wrong?"
"Go to your home."
"Okay," Cain rubbed his nose, turned around and got on an orange motorcycle, gesturing behind him with his thumb.
"Are you going to ride a motorcycle?" Li Liang raised his eyebrows.
"This is not a motorcycle," Cain leaned on the handlebars and turned his head to snort, "This is a replica of the Ducati Sport1000, a work of art."
“Isn’t Ducati a motorcycle?”
"Are you leaving or not?"
"Let's go," Li Liang stepped onto the back seat and held Cain's waist with both hands.
Cain shrank forward: "Hey, what are you touching? It's itchy. Do you know? Can you hug me tight..."
"Okay, boss."
Li Liang hugged her with both hands without ceremony.
Boom~
With the low roar of the engine, the rear wheel of the Ducati Sport1000 rolled up smoke and dust, flicked its tail, and rushed onto the street.
The strong wind blew the tips of Cain's hair, and Li Liang smelled a smell mixed with mint and camellia. The smell of engine oil also came back, lingering lightly.
