In the broken glass mirror, Robben saw his thin self, saw Wood with messy hair next to him, and saw some young faces wearing peaked caps surrounding them behind them.
Sometimes, gangs are indeed better able to figure out some things than the police. For example, when Gigi was killed, someone saw a young man in a windbreaker and a peaked cap approaching Gigi, and then took out a gun from his pocket. Hit Gigi's head. It was a very delicate young man with an androgynous appearance. Some tramps even insisted that it was a girl, not a boy.
But in any case, Robben came to the conclusion that what they were facing was a "young enemy." Except for Graf, most of the people in this special group are young people, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen or eighteen, around twenty years old. They were all Guartes, all down-and-out paupers. They needed to change something, so they became Dulin's accomplices and helped him brutally kill his brother.
So at this moment, are these people behind you also part of Du Lin's group
At this moment, Robben's brain seemed to have returned to his youth. Every detail and every clue worthy of attention was separated from countless fragments and combined together. The next second, he reached out and grabbed Wood's collar. With Wood's stunned look on his face, he rushed to the nearest car.
This is a trap!
He shouted frantically, "Those people upstairs are just bait, we are the target!" He forced Wood into the back seat of the car, and stepped in with one leg without even closing the door. In the cab.
The car key is still in the lock. He only needs to push a push rod to let the catalyst enter the packing chamber, react with the obsidian, and then wait for about ten seconds, and the car can quickly run on the street.
But just a second or two later, he heard footsteps close at hand, and felt a hand grabbing his collar and pulling him back. His face turned red, he grabbed the steering wheel and reached under the driver's seat with his other hand, where most people like to hide handy things. When he touched a wrench, he felt a sharp pain in his waist and eyes. Without even looking at it, he immediately swung the wrench and threw it behind him.
With a muffled sound, his tiger's mouth shook, and the strength holding his collar suddenly disappeared. He struggled to get into the cab, twisted the key, and pushed the push rod. He could feel that the catalyst had begun to react violently with the obsidian, and he could feel that the car body began to vibrate slightly. When he tilted his head and looked to one side, a group of young people had already rushed over.
With a bang, the driver's window was smashed, and several sharp knives were thrust into his body at the same time. He clamped the arms of those people hard, and the vibration of the car body became obviously more intense at this time. He stepped on the valve, and the car under his seat instantly surged forward and rushed out.
Wood was gasping for air in the back seat. He was also attacked. He was slashed on the back and on his arm. There was also a gash of about ten centimeters on his face, and his skin was all damaged. Opening it, the butter-like yellow grease inside was revealed. He was panting heavily, and his whole body ached. At this time, the person he was most grateful for was Robben.
If it were a little later, I'm afraid he would be killed by those people. At the same time, he had to admit that these young men were really ruthless and decisive enough, and every attack they made was aimed at the vital point. If it weren't for Wood's habit of staying active, he would have died by now.
"When I go back, let the people from Gedol come. No matter how much money it costs, I want that guy to die in front of me!" Wood gasped and roared. He knew that he underestimated the enemy too much, and at the same time, he too underestimated the enemy. Impulsive. He should listen to Robben and wait until he calms down completely before planning everything before taking action, instead of blindly rushing out to seek revenge without any preparation because he lost his mind like he did today.
He patted Robben on the shoulder and said, "I'm sorry, I should have listened to you!"
The car suddenly twisted, and Wood in the car tilted to one side and hit the door hard. With a bang, his shoulder was cut open by the broken glass. He looked at Robben inexplicably. Before he could speak, the fast-moving car suddenly stopped.
Amidst the squeaking of brakes and smoke from the tires, four black lines more than 20 meters long were drawn on the ground before it finally stopped.
Robben struggled to open his eyes, which were about to close, pushed open the car door, spilled out, and fell to the ground. Wood's mind went blank. He ran out of the car and looked at Robben, who fell on his back with his chest almost no longer rising. His eyes became moist for a moment. He roared and roared without any purpose, knelt on the ground and held Robben in his arms, shaking vigorously.
There were three fatal wounds, two of which pierced Robben's chest and one pierced his waist and abdomen. The large amount of blood had turned Robben's favorite light brown woolen sweater into black and red.
Cough..., spitting out a mouthful of blood, Robben seemed to be a little better. He opened his eyes and looked at Wood, slowly raised his hand, and tightly grasped Wood's sleeve, "Huan... Youshi...", the last one. He couldn't say the words. After a period of tension, his body relaxed and his hands slowly dropped to the ground.
Looking at Robben who had lost his vital signs, Wood was silent for a moment. He endured the physical pain and stuffed Robben into the rear cab. At this time, many people were watching around him, but he didn't care at all. He swore that he would avenge his brother, no matter what the cost!
On the other side, a killing spree has just begun.
Du Lin stabbed the guy in the back who had been following him in the alley. In fact, three days ago, he discovered that there was such a person outside the company who had been observing the goings-on inside the company. He thought he was hiding well, but who would wear a rounded felt hat and a high-collar windbreaker every day and hide themselves in an alley? So he decided to buy the house next door and secretly had a door opened.
When the guy outside thought Du Lin had not left, Du Lin had actually moved to the back room. Then he changed his clothes, crossed the street, and walked to the building next to the guy. He also rented a floor in that building just to deal with possible enemy attacks at any time.
When Wood appeared, everything he did was rewarded several times richly!
Pedestrians on the street either screamed and left, or stood far away and watched everything silently. Du Lin wore a mask on his face, and despite the fact that the guys kept straightening up and taking deep breaths as if they were drowning, he pulled out the bloody sharp knife. At this time, some people had already withdrawn from the company, but when they saw a group of teenagers holding sharp knives, stabbing five of their own people guarding outside to death on the ground, when they discovered that Wood and Robben had disappeared , my mind is completely blank.
They clearly had the advantage, and they had clearly agreed that the other party would hide on the third floor. Why did the situation suddenly reverse
A guy with a gun in his hand just rushed out of the company's door and stared blankly at a group of young people wearing masks that had gathered on the street. He was confused for a moment.
Dufo, who was standing not far away from him, fired, and the bullet hit the guy's head. Because of the distance, his head swung back and fell to the ground. He was not dead for a while, and was still struggling to get up.
The sound of the gunshot was like a signal, the signal for the beginning of a bloody killing feast.
At the same time, Prondo walked slowly while wiping his sweat. He gasped for air, "By God, who will come and help me?"
(End of chapter)