District 9

At the door of the ward, after the middle-aged man fired the gun, he kept walking, pointed at the three companions and said: "Control."

"Snapped!"

The young man on the left heard the sound and took out his pistol. His left hand bounced off the safety catch, and he struck the other police officer directly in the face and shouted, "Don't move, move, and I'll make your head take off!"

The police officer was stunned.

"come out."

The middle-aged man pointed at the few people blocking the door and shouted.

Wang Tian stepped back and shouted loudly: "Get him with a gun!"

The few horse boys nearby were all focused on the right side of the corridor, discussing who fired the gun downstairs. Coupled with the suddenness of the gunshot, things happened very quickly, so they didn't react for a while. At this moment, when I saw the middle-aged man standing at the door, I thought about touching the gun.

The middle-aged man typed "quick". He stood at the door with a gun in his right hand and shouted briefly: "cnm, come out!"

Several horsemen instinctively retreated and lowered their heads to draw their guns.

"Kangkongkangkang!"

The middle-aged man stood still and fired three times. After knocking down two people, he forced himself into the house, grabbed Wang Tian's collar and pulled him out.

"Gudong!"

Wang Tian staggered and hit the door frame. He was controlled by the middle-aged man behind him and kicked into the corridor.

Indoors, Han Yu had rolled out of the hospital bed, but the anesthesia for his injured leg had not worn off yet, so he crawled towards the window with great difficulty.

"Kang Kang!"

Xiao Guang, who followed the middle-aged man into the house, fired two shots at the ground and shouted: "Get out, cnm, don't you understand?"

The opponent dared to shoot, he had the skills, he was fierce, and he would show no mercy, so Wang Tian's Ma Zai only hesitated briefly, and when he saw that he had already been kicked out, he was immediately pulled out of the room.

"Bang!"

The door was closed, and the middle-aged man walked towards Han Yu with a gun.

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downstairs.

Sitting in the car, Lao Mao cursed with cold sweat on his forehead: "It's over, gunshots were fired upstairs, and those police officers were led back again as soon as they came out."

"What to do?" Xiaobai asked in a hurried tone: "Go back and pick it up?"

"You don't know him. He won't leave until he's finished." After pondering for a while, the old cat immediately pointed to the fork in the road and said, "Go over there, check the intersection and see if any patrol officers are coming."

"Yes?"

"Yes... then we have to stop them, otherwise they won't be able to leave the hospital." Old Mao lowered his head and took out his gun, gritted his teeth and cursed: "... Damn it, I'm here, Xiao Yu It's definitely not good for us to come to Nanhu. Damn it!"

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Upstairs, in the ward.

Han Yu fell at the window, trembling all over, looking at the middle-aged man with a pale face and said: "Don't... don't kill me... I was wrong, I was wrong. Tell Jin Shui... I will give him whatever he wants. .”

The middle-aged man bent down and asked in a calm tone: "Where is your phone number?"

Han Yu was stunned.

"Give me the phone." The middle-aged man held the gun and repeated it again.

Han Yu came to his senses and immediately pointed to the bedside and said, "Yes, it's in the clothes."

The middle-aged man got up, walked to the bedside table, rummaged around, took out the phone from his bloody clothes and cursed: "You still have fucking fingerprints, come here, untie it for me."

Han Yu didn't dare to say anything, and he didn't know what the other party wanted to do, but he took the phone cooperatively and pressed the screen lock.

The middle-aged man looked down at his phone, swiping his thumb quickly across the screen, and quickly found Han Tong's number.

At the door, Xiaoguang shouted with sweat on his forehead: "The police must be here."

The middle-aged man waved his hand to signal him not to disturb him, stood next to Han Yu and dialed Han Tong's number.

After a busy tone, the phone was connected: "Hello?"

"Han Tong? I am brother Jin Shui. I caught your brother in the hospital." The middle-aged man said concisely.

Han Tong was stunned.

"Golden Water is on the sea, let me bring you a message. This matter is not over yet, he will come back one day. You can either prepare 10 million, or be prepared for him to shoot you in the head at any time." After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly.

"Hello?!"

Han Tong stared and shouted twice, but all he heard was a busy signal. He immediately called back, but no one answered.

On the ground, Han Yu stared blankly at the middle-aged man, seeing that he was wearing the coat Jin Shui had just worn, but it was obviously not him, so he already felt something was wrong.

The middle-aged man raised his arm towards Han Yu.

"You...you are not from Jinshui, who are you?!" Han Yu reacted and asked with a trembling voice.

"Songjiang Yezixiao." The middle-aged man said briefly: "From today on, I will take over from Qin Yu and play with you in Nanhu."

"Kangkongkangkang!"

After three gunshots, Han Yu's head exploded and he fell into a pool of blood. His whole body twitched and he looked towards the door. His lips moved and he wanted to shout that he was not Jin Shui, but he couldn't open his mouth.

Ye Zixiao stepped over Han Yu's body, put his phone in his pocket, and came to the door while changing the d-clip.

"Bang!"

Xiaoguang opened the door, and Ye Zixiao stepped out and rushed to the fire escape without looking back.

Wang Tian glanced sideways at the ward and was completely confused when he saw Han Yu's head blooming.

Ye Zixiao pushed open the door of the fire escape, took the triangular steps down two levels, and then said to Guangzi: "Call the old cat."

"Okay." Photon nodded.

Ye Zixiao took out Han Yu's phone, smashed it on the wall, threw it into the trash can, took off his bandit hat, and opened the door directly to the second floor.

The four of them walked quickly through the corridor, and in a bathroom, they opened the window and jumped out neatly.

As soon as the people landed, Lao Mao's car drove over from a distance. Ye Zixiao took off his clothes and walked over, saying to Guangzi: "You guys get in the car, and I will go back and drive Jin Shui's car."

"Don't go back, it's too dangerous."

"I'm afraid of you. There's chaos upstairs and no one will chase us down." Ye Zixiao said briefly: "If the car doesn't move, the drama won't be real."

Five minutes later, Ye Zixiao drove alone on the road, lit a cigarette, and dialed Qin Yu's number.

"Hello? Brother!"

"It's done."

"Can it be leaked?" Qin Yu asked.

"After I make the call, Han Tong will definitely check the smuggler, and Jin Shui did contact the person to leave. You guys will handle it thoroughly and there will be no leaks." Ye Zixiao replied while smoking a cigarette.

"Thank you for your hard work, brother."

"You raised me for two or three years in vain, and I will help you to conquer the vast plains of Nanhu." Ye Zixiao replied with a smile.

"Look what you said, which one of us is following which one? If you mention this, you will be out of touch..." Qin Yu's biggest advantage is that he can lick it at any time.

"Haha!" Ye Zixiao smiled and hung up the phone.

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on board.

Qin Yu hung up the phone and turned to wink at Zhan Nan.

"Lao Liu, you are considered a famous person in Nanhu. How come you are not as good as Qin Yu who came up behind you? You have done this and you don't even dare to show your face? I, he Mom doesn’t have a gun in her hand, what are you afraid of?!” Jin Shui sat on the box and yelled with squinty eyes.

In the cabin, Mr. Liu was sitting on a chair, holding his hands and saying nothing. The blind man looked at him coldly, with a look of disappointment in his eyes.

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Two chapters in the morning and five in the evening. A total of seven chapters were posted today. It’s Monday, please vote for recommendation and subscribe! No update tomorrow morning, 3 chapters tonight.

In addition, students who have misunderstandings about Lao Mao’s appearance can read the opening chapters. He deserves to be called ruffian and handsome, otherwise he would be a scumbag...