"Chen Yaotang took Hong Jinqiu to see Murongxin's concert!"
"Sister Thirteen took someone to Amy's nightclub."
"The little brothers of the lame assembly have arrived at the abandoned factory. They are lying in ambush in a nearby house. They are very vigilant, but they didn't find our hidden place."
Sitting in the general rudder of Hong Yishe, Zhou Mengyu?? satisfactorily waited for one call after another, one after another good news.
According to the current situation, Hong Xing has been all dispatched, and the younger brothers in all the halls have all acted, carrying people in the van in front and weapons in the van in the back, rushing to the abandoned factory from all aspects.
"The beasts are still fighting, let Hongxingshe become the history of Hong Kong b society today!" Zhou Mengyu snorted coldly, picked up the phone, and arranged for all the younger brothers to concentrate.
After a while, Hong An and Zhang Fujie called, "Zhou Zuozhu, haha, how are your preparations?"
"All out! Nnd, it's been a long time since I have fought such a big battle. It's really exciting." Zhou Mengyu has been suppressed by Hong Xing for many years, and he is about to be proud and proud.
Zhang Fujie was also very excited and smiled, "From then on, the triad has only Hong An Hongyi, haha, this is probably what Feng Shui turns around." He then asked, "There is nothing wrong with the police?"
"Don't worry, there is a wasteland over there. As long as no one calls the police, the police will not care. They thought that we were a normal small friction. When the police were alarmed, Hong Xingdu had already eliminated the help. When the time comes, it will be a crime to pay a few younger brothers. It's over."
Zhang Fujie nodded, feeling reasonable, and asked, "I heard that they hired a helper, why didn't they show up?"
"Haha, I forgot about it if you didn't say it." Zhou Mengyu smiled, "They wanted to ask the Shinwumen of the emerging gang in Tokyo for help, but the final terms were not negotiated, and the two fell apart. At first, I was worried about this. It was their strategy, but I inquired through the friends of Tokyo Road, and said that the people of Shenwumen were not moving at all, and no brother came to Hong Kong. What else can you worry about Brother Fujie? Now the most important thing is that you lie in ambush outside. The twenty-odd gunmen in the country, don’t drop the chain when the time comes."
Zhang Fujie smiled, "My man, I have confidence, but I heard that your daughter is still in Hongxing's hands. I'm afraid the bullet won't grow eyes and hurt your girl. You can't blame me like this."
Zhou Mengyu smiled coldly, with a hideous expression on his face, gritted his teeth and said, "I must avenge my son this time. Even if Aya makes a mistake, I don't think she will blame me. You can just shoot. Up."
When Hong Yi Hongan planned to catch Hong Xing all at once, Zhang Yuanzheng took Hong Jinqiu to watch Murongxin's concert at the Red Pavilion.
To say that Murongxin’s charm is really very good. I haven’t started singing for half a year. As soon as he came back, the fans went crazy. At this moment, there are crowds of people in the red pavilion. Looking at it, the black crows, the ocean of tens of thousands of people. , The light stick in everyone's hand, when you look far away, it rises and falls like a tide.
Zhang Yuan and Hong Jinqiu are sitting in the front VIP seat of vi. This is a ticket from Zhuge Xiaowen in advance, otherwise it would be impossible to buy this seat. "What are you thinking about?" Hong Jinqiu carried Zhang Yuan's arm. Since that afternoon, this little sister has been much gentler.
Of course, she is also gentle to Zhang Yuan alone, and other people can't enjoy it. After all, she is only his servant and has been conquered by him.
"I'm thinking about how I can help Li, all in wa
Spring is here. "Zhang Yuan sighed.
That guy Li Chunlai made countless calls in the past two days, asking Zhang Yuan to help Bai Xuemeiyin to treat Bai Xuemei’s illness. He has already inquired about it. There was absolutely no possibility of the thirteenth sister at that time, but they all lived like this. It’s even more miraculous. Yes, Sister Thirteen was seriously injured and went to Amy's nightclub class early the next morning.
This is so amazing that it can no longer be explained by common sense. Li Chunlai knows Yu Qiren. If he wants to break his current game, the only way is to ask Chen Yaotang, the strange man, to help.
This made Zhang Yuan depressed to death. He could neither say "This busy buddy can't help", nor can he say "Give me your girlfriend for a night and I'll be k", embarrassing, very embarrassing.
Ren Zhangyuan wanted to break his head, but couldn't figure out how to help Bai Xuemei-yin heal his eyes.
"Sorry, it was I who disrupted your plan." Hong Jinqiu was much more honest and knew he had taken the initiative to admit his mistakes.
Zhang Yuan couldn't bear to reprimand more. He put his hand on Hong Jinqiu's leg. His thigh in black stockings was smooth and cool, and he felt very comfortable.
"Oh, don't." Hong Jinqiu's face blushed, and she pressed her bad hand on the outside of her skirt to prevent him from touching his softest opponent.
Zhang Yuan smiled and said in a low voice, "Do you know why I refuse to treat Li Chunlai's girlfriend? That's because I did something with a woman, let her feel good, and the illness will be cured. People are medicine. When the disease is cured, I am a bird to be cured."
Hong Jinqiu had already laughed so hard that he couldn't help himself, and tweeted, "You don't talk nonsense. How can there be such a thing, you are really a rascal."
"Hey, I'm serious."
"Really I don't believe it either."
Zhang Yuan touched his nose helplessly. No one believed the truth these days.
Then the concert began. Murongxin performed very hard, singing fast and slow, taking turns, and the costumes were changed from song to song. The little girls and boys in the audience shouted crazy. It seems that the appeal of idols It's really tough.
It was another lingering love song, Murong Xin slowly walked up the stage, she sang affectionately, looking at a certain seat in the front row.
Others didn't know, Zhang Yuan knew that Murongxin was singing to himself, he smiled and looked at her.
Of course Hong Jinqiu felt it, and she had no choice but to learn from Zhang Yuanwei sitting upright, but her heart was a little jealous, and she hated this kid and woman too much.
Hong Jinqiu was in a mess, so he heard Zhang Yuan say, "It's almost time, and I'm going to leave when this song is over."
The remoteness leading to the abandoned factory is extremely busy this night, and there will be cars roaring by after a while.
At 9:30 p.m., another long convoy drove at the intersection. This was the convoy of Hong Yi boss Zhou Mengyu. In order to attract more Hong Xing members, he showed up with a younger brother who could hit more than 100.
On the other hand, the nearly three hundred brothers led by Hong'an boss Zhang Fujie had already sneaked in. They concentrated all Hong Yi and Hong'an's most capable forces here, divided them into three paths, and surrounded the lame ambush all the way. One way was hidden near the factory area, and the other way was hidden in the middle of the road to the factory to prevent Hong Xing from escaping.
Of course, they also prepared a secret weapon, the gunman. There are two types of gunners, sniper gunners and heavy machine gunners. The general gangsters are fighting, and most of them are cold weapons. This is because the police don't care about it. If it is a gun case, the police have to find out the result and explain it to the public.
Today, Hong Yi Hong'an strives to wipe out the Hongxing Society in one fell swoop, and has nothing to do with it. Not only has guns, but also military machine guns and sniper rifles are used.
There are not many machine guns, three, one in a van in Zhou Mengyu's motorcade, one hidden opposite the ambush house, and one on the road leading to the factory.
Relatively speaking, there are a bit more sniper rifles. There are nearly twenty. These are Hong An Zhang Fujie’s most secret team. They were all sent to the Burmese warlord for special training. These twenty people are already in ambush on the hill near the factory. Or the building, they are fighting each other, and even Zhang Fujie doesn't know where they are hiding. This is Hong An's most proud trump card killer.
When Hong Yi's motorcade passed through the intersection with majesty, a car light suddenly turned on in the dark side of the road, and a BMW car drove out of the bushes with a couple of men and women sitting in the car.
Zhang Yuan and Hong Jinqiu weren't here to fight wild artillery. Zhang Yuan determined the other party's personnel arrangement again at the last moment, and pointed out the positions of the snipers.
At the same time, the lights came on in several official cars within a radius of five kilometers from the abandoned factory. In each car, there were a few ninjas with black cloth wrapped around their bodies with only one pair of eyes. They stared at a fluorescent light. On the green electronic map, a leader-like person points to the place one by one.
Afterwards, as soon as the rear door of the official car was opened, the black shadows shook and disappeared into the air.
After Zhou Mengyu's motorcade passed, not long after, the 13th sister's motorcade arrived. Zhang Yuan handed the BMW to a younger brother to drive and took Hong Jinqiu into a Hummer in the motorcade.
There are only two people in the spacious space behind the car, the thirteenth sister and the female killer Aya. Although the thirteenth sister has always seemed calm, Zhang Yuan could not help but ask, "Yaotang, how is it?"
Zhang Yuan looked at Zhou Jiaya, whose seat opposite was tied up like a zongzi, then sat down and said, "Everything is under control."
Zhang Yuan just sat next to Zhou Jiaya, and helped her tear off the seal of her mouth. He smiled and said, "Sister Killer, say something at the end."
"You demons, you should all go to hell, and I won't let you go to death!"
Zhang Yuan shook his head and put a seal on her again. He said in a hurry, "You are wrong, you and your family are the devil. Your father is ruining his brotherhood regardless of his fellowship, and your brother plays with the girls everywhere. Scum, you should have died long ago! I originally wanted to keep you a chance, but now it seems... you can't keep you!"
A few minutes later, the convoy entered the factory area, and the factory where the gun battle took place was still surrounded by police yellow belts.
In the flat open space next to the plant, Zhou Mengyu, who came first, had already asked his subordinates to park the car in a long row facing the door. The younger brothers each stood with their weapons. The scene was majestic, and Zhou Mengyu was pretending to be chic. Standing next to the car with a cigar in his mouth.
Looking at the countless bright car lights coming from far away, Zhou Mengyu exhaled a puff of smoke with a trace of cruelty on his face, muttering to himself in a low voice, "Son, today Daddy avenged you.