District 9

In the construction site where construction was suspended, Ma Laoer and Liu Zishu supported Xiaoliu and just staggered through the iron fence. When they were about to go down the tunnel, chaotic footsteps sounded from behind.

"Ma Lao Er, do you still have a sprint?" Xing Zihao chased him from the side with a gun, and shouted with excitement: "If not, I will catch up."

"Come in this way."

"Saw them, at the edge of the pit."

"...!"

The shouts from Ma Zai on the other side also sounded one after another.

Hearing the sound, Ma Laoer placed Xiao Liu next to the huge iron cement trough, turned around and shouted: "Uncle Zi, take Xiao Liu down to the tunnel."

"Kang Kang!"

Xing Zihao treacherously hid behind the iron fence, moving continuously while firing his gun into the tunnel, directly blocking the opponent's only escape route.

Next to the cement trough, Ma Laoer and Liu Zishu fought back with guns, but the other party only fired to suppress them and did not show their heads and charge forward.

After the two sides were in a stalemate for less than twenty seconds, Ma Laoer pulled his neck and turned around and shouted: "Uncle Zi, prepare my ammunition."

Liu Zishu was shot twice in his left arm and right leg. He had lost his basic ability to move. He was lying on the ground and responded with a desperate expression: "I...I only have two Z-bombs left...all of them."

Ma Laoer was stunned.

As soon as the gunfire stopped, Xing Zihao squatted beside the iron fence and shouted: "Is there any other way? You can't go in without me."

No one at the construction site responded.

Xing Zihao licked his lips, turned to point at the sturdy young man and said, "Take two of them in and see if they have any ammunition ready."

The burly young man hesitated for a moment, and could only bravely greet his two companions, then bent down and got into the fence.

The three men showed up and charged with guns. Ma Laoer and Liu Zishu sat on the ground without any reaction.

"Damn it, don't move, raise your hands." The strong young man shouted with a gun.

"Run? Are you going to run again?!"

"Fuck, I'll beat you to death."

The other two boys were already red-eyed. They raised their gun handles like crazy and smashed their heads and faces at Ma Laoer and Liu Zishu. These Ma Zai who came out to work with Xing Zihao always had a very depressed emotion in their hearts. Everyone is afraid of death, but a boss like Xing Zihao is only responsible for giving money and doesn't care about their life or death at all. And if they give up and stop doing this work, then their current life cannot be guaranteed. Therefore, the situation of this group of people is actually not much better than that of the sick lower-class brothers on Tuzh Street.

Ma Laoer and Liu Zishu were beaten until their heads were covered with blood. They were curled up and rolling in the snow, looking extremely miserable.

Xing Zihao waited for a while, and after hearing no gunshots coming from inside, he immediately waved his hands and shouted to the remaining two people: "You two go first, rush in."

The two looked at each other and rushed into the construction site, while Xing Zihao walked behind them and shouted loudly: "Search yourself, take out your phone and everything, hurry up."

When everyone heard the sound, they stopped beating. The strong young man lowered his head and shouted: "Raise your hands."

As soon as Ma Laoer heard that the other party was going to search him, he clenched his left fist and suddenly sat up from the ground. He grabbed the gun hidden next to the cement trough with his right hand and pulled the trigger completely by feeling.

"Kang!"

When the gunshot rang out, Xing Zihao's left shoulder blade burst into a cloud of blood mist, and he took two steps back on the spot. At the same time, he reacted extremely quickly and instantly tilted his body to the right.

"Kang!"

The second gunshot rang out, and the young man walking in front of Xing Zihao was shot in the chest and fell to the ground on his back.

"Pop!"

Immediately afterwards, the sound of a blank gun came. Ma Laoer stood up with red eyes, holding a dagger in his left hand and shouted: "I will skin you even if I die."

"Hold him down."

Xing Zihao touched his arm, jumped up and roared.

"Kang Kang!"

Two gunshots rang out, and Ma Laoer was shot in the right leg and fell on his back.

"If you move again, I'll kill you." The strong young man pointed a gun at Ma Laoer's head and shouted.

"Fuck you," Ma Laoer stabbed him with a knife: "Kill me to death now!"

The strong young man's leg was cut with a knife blade, but he didn't dare to kill Ma Lao Er, so he could only hit him in the head with the butt of the gun.

When everyone's attention was focused on Ma Laoer, Xiaoliu suddenly jumped up and rushed towards Xing Zihao covered in blood, holding the knife in his right hand.

Xing Zihao took a few steps back in a panic, and raised his gun in a hurry.

"Pfft!"

Xiao Liu stabbed him with a knife, Xing Zihao dodged sideways, and the tip of the knife instantly pierced his hip bone.

"Let's go together." Xiao Liu pushed Xing Zihao with his left hand and drew his knife to stab him again.

"Kang Kang!"

Xing Zihao shot Xiaoliu twice at close range. The latter's heart was bleeding, his eyes were wide open, he staggered back three or four steps, looked down at the wound on his chest, and murmured with blood spurting from his mouth and nose: " ...morning...morning and evening."

"Gudong!"

Xiaoliu fell on his back, twitching all over, and turned his head to look at Ma Laoer.

"Xiao Liu!" Ma Laoer broke down emotionally and was pushed to the ground, roaring hysterically.

Liu Zishu was seriously injured and lay next to the cement trough. He closed his eyes and touched the dagger on his waist: "One... let's go together."

Next to the iron fence, Xing Zihao touched the muzzle of his gun with a pale face, staring blankly at Ma Laoer approaching: "You all get out of the way."

The strong young man heard the sound and snatched the knife from Lao Ma's hand. He stepped on his chest with his right foot and stood still while the others moved away.

"Shoot me. How dare you shoot me?"

"Bang bang!"

Xing Zihao raised the handle of the troll's gun and hit Ma Laoer's face continuously.

"If I hadn't come here to catch Lao Ma, do you think you would still be alive now? Ah?!"

"Bang bang!"

"cnm, you are a bunch of bad guys, low-class, maggots living in shantytowns. You fight me and take my job, can you do that?"

"Bang bang!"

"...!"

After being hit hard for more than a dozen times, Ma Laoer's nose bones were sunken, his molars fell apart, and the corners of his mouth were open. He no longer looked like a human being.

Xing Zihao gasped while holding the gun, stared at his eyes and shouted: "Look up, come on, you raise your head."

Ma Laoer raised his head blankly: "...I lost...I have nothing to say...but sooner or later, you will die in our hands."

"Haha, what did you say?" Xing Zihao stepped forward, raised his hands high, pointed the butt of his gun at Ma Laoer's Tianling Cap, and roared loudly: "You want to kill me, huh? Damn it, if I do No more, half of the people in your Tuzh Street must follow me into the coffin. With one word from Long Xing, District 9 will immediately cut off 40% of the medicine. Who dares to torture me to death? Ask the mayor of Fengbei if he dares?! "

Outside the iron fence, a figure who had been stationary for at least three or four seconds suddenly rose up, rushed over with a gun, and shouted in a deafening voice: "cnm, I dare to kill you!!"

Xing Zihao turned around when he heard the sound.

An old face appeared in the blink of an eye, the muzzle of the gun was raised blankly, and it was pointed at Xing Zihao's head three meters away.

"What the hell...?!" Xing Zihao took two steps back in shock, instinctively raising his gun.

"I am Songjiang Laoma, and I dare to kill you."

Shouts echoed throughout the construction site, triggers were pulled, and gunshots were fired.

"Kangkongkangkang!"

After three sounds, Xing Zihao took a few steps back again and fell on his back.

The old Uncle Ma, with a stooped body, held a gun in his right hand. With his left hand, he lifted up his iconic shabby military coat, revealing a row of pipes around his waist. He said expressionlessly: "Young people today can really brag. .I’m already this old, but I still care about you being your mother’s son?! Come on, which one of you can do it? Let me play with you.”

As soon as he finished speaking, there was another sound of footsteps outside the courtyard. Guan Qi, Lao Mao and others swarmed in, holding guns and shouting: "Everyone squat down, don't move."

At the end of the crowd, Qin Yu hurried in. When he lowered his head and saw Mr. Xing who had just been beaten to death, he was stunned.