Sihu lay down at the window, took a look, cursed, loaded the bullet, and pointed it at Scar fiercely. There was a scar on Scar's face that looked a bit ferocious and terrifying. He smiled ferociously: "Sihu, just wait to die.

, If I want to play, I will play with you to death. I will definitely not leave any room. The Burmese are here. Let’s see who among us can laugh in the end.

"Scar, I am a fool, I will destroy you

"Sihu roared angrily, and pulled the trigger of the gun in his hand. Bang bang, two shots hit Scar's chest, and a splash of blood spattered on his back.

Zhao Fanchen rushed over, grabbed the curtain on the window, and tore it off. This was the third floor. He looked out the window and saw a wire. He yelled: "Quickly leave!"

Sihu immediately understood what he meant, picked up the gun in his hand, rummaged for something on Scar's body, and then rushed over quickly. The neighbor shouted: "Dequan, you two, leave quickly."

At this time, Zhao Fanchen had already hung the torn curtain on the wire. It seemed that after rushing over, the two of them pulled one end and took out the window at the same time. The torn curtain was hung on the wire, and the two of them just slipped.

After going out, the curtain finally couldn't withstand the fierce friction and the weight of the two people. It broke with a squeak three or four meters away from the ground. Sihu and Zhao Fanchen rolled out after landing.

Getting up from the ground, Zhao Fanchen and Sihu seemed to have looked up and saw that the Burmese men had rushed into the room with guns. They saw Zhao Fanchen and Sihu sliding down the wires, and someone seemed to curse angrily.

.

So the Burmese who appeared at the window on the third floor opened fire at Zhao Fanchen, and bullets were fired immediately. Zhao Fanchen and Sihu held their heads, shrunk, and quickly walked towards several cars on the roadside.

He ran and finally hid on the other side of the car. He only heard the bullets behind him, all of them flying towards his scalp. Hiding behind the car, Zhao Fanchen looked at the rearview mirror of the car and could see the people in the window on the third floor.

A few have already chased him down.

There was a ping-ping-pong-pong sound, and the guns in the hands of several Burmese men at the third-floor window hit the car where Zhao Fanchen and Sihu were hiding. The car was violently jolted and vibrated.

"Brother, my two Xiaodi's haven't come down yet.

"Sihu glanced at the rear of the car, cursed fiercely, and fired two shots to intimidate him. The Burmese men on the third floor used their guns to intimidate Zhao Fanchen. Several people had already rushed down.

They wanted to block Sihu and Zhao Fanchen here. After taking a look at the situation, they found that there were four or five Burmese people on the stairs on the third floor, and several Burmese people with guns had already rushed out of the fruit shop.

, and swept directly at the car, forcing Zhao Fanchen and Sihu to shrink back again. Zhao Fanchen took a look and saw that there was a car parked three or four meters away from him.

Before he could explain, he shouted: "Cover me

Then the whole person rushed out on the spot. Sihu held a gun from the back of the car and covered Zhao Fanchen. Suddenly bullets were fired in the small street, with the sound of banging bullets and metal collision, Sihu fired several shots.

Zhao Fanchen rolled out, followed by a series of bullet craters.

After running out quickly, Zhao Fanchen finally managed to hide behind the car in front of him. He smashed the window glass with one punch, and his whole body was as slippery as a carp and he slithered right through the window.

Go in.

When he saw that the car key was still inside, he lowered his body very low. Suddenly, the glass of the car window was shattered by flying bullets. The car body shook. Zhao Fanchen bent down and lowered his body.

After tinkering for a long time, I finally started the car.

He stepped on the accelerator fiercely, and the car erupted with a violent roar, spinning in place. Zhao Fanchen only looked up, then bent down, grabbed the steering wheel with one hand, and quickly turned the steering wheel.

There was a harsh friction sound between the tires and the ground, and he rushed towards the Burmese men who were approaching with guns at the door of the fruit stall. Zhao Fanchen only felt a few muffled thumps and the windshield in front of him shattered.

, three armed Burmese men were directly hit by the car and flew away.

The three gun-wielding Burmese men at the window on the third floor immediately fired at the car driven by Zhao Fanchen. Bang bang, bullets hit the car. Zhao Fanchen turned around and drove the car back, as if he came directly from a Burmese car.

The person was crushed over, and the rear of the car was hit by bullets, making a banging sound. The car sped over very fast and stopped in front of Sihu. But if Sihu wanted to get in the car, he had to be exposed. In this way

If so, the Burmese people upstairs will definitely not miss this opportunity.

"Brother, you go first and drive to Zhongqiao Pier to move the reinforcements

My two brothers who are inside haven't come out yet!" Sihu fired two shots and then threw the gun in his hand to the ground. It looked like all the bullets were out.

At this moment, from the window on the third floor, the two Sihu brothers roared, jumped up suddenly, held the guns in their hands, and opened fire on the three Burmese guys at the window next door.

But after firing a few shots, the only four or five bullets left in their guns were all used up. The two men were hit by the bullets, causing a splash of blood mist, and blood overflowed from the corners of their mouths. They glanced in the direction of the four tigers.

He yelled with all his strength: "Master Hu, let's go quickly. Brother, we have taken a step first. You must be careful in everything from now on."

Immediately, the two men fell from the window. One of the three Burmese men was hit, and the other two were injured and shrank back. The four tigers cursed angrily and glanced at the two men who fell to the ground.

He quickly jumped into the car, kicked the car hard, and shouted: "Drive, drive quickly." When he jumped into the car, Zhao Fanchen stepped on the accelerator hard, and the car roared.

He rushed out violently.

Because the Burmese people behind had already rushed over, Zhao Fanchen knocked away the two Burmese people facing him. The Sihu next to him pointed to a small alley next to him and shouted quickly: "Quickly enter the alley, hurry up

The car rushed into the alley, knocking away a lot of debris in the alley, and stumbled out all the way. As soon as it came out of the alley, it was the road. Zhao Fanchen followed Sihu's command and quickly headed towards the dock on the seaside.

Drive away.

Sihu's territory is on the dock by the sea. It is a freighter manufacturing and a car repair shop. The car is speeding. Sihu wipes the tears from the corner of his eyes and lights a cigarette for himself. His shoulder is scratched by a bullet.

Yes, it's still bleeding.

This guy had a cigarette in his mouth, took a puff and said: "This time I have to kill these Burmese guys, they even bullied me, I want their lives, brother, today I am four tigers

owe you a life

"Now is not the time to talk about this. We must reach your territory to be safe." Zhao Fanchen drove the car while observing the situation around him. The underworld in the United States is different from that in China. He was blatantly holding a gun and hitting the target.

and.

The dilapidated car was speeding on the sponge road, and it was possible to see the large freighters parked on the pier, as well as the warehouses stacked on the pier. Sihu pointed to a location, and Zhao Fanchen drove over.

I saw an old factory in front of me. It was quite old. There were all kinds of old cars and large trucks parked inside. This was an auto repair shop and a recycling station for second-hand cars. Next to it was a processing yard for freighter parts. Here

This is the territory of the Four Tigers.

As the car approached, Zhao Fanchen saw a large iron gate with two people standing guard outside. Sihu stuck his head out and sighed, and the two men hurriedly ran over and opened the large iron gate. Zhao Fanchen

Drive the car in.

There were all kinds of old cars, scrapped cars, engines and other things everywhere. Following Sihu's words, Zhao Fanchen drove the car into a large factory.

There were many workers in the factory polishing and processing parts, braving sparks, wearing masks, and welding. The factory was very large and there were many people inside. When they saw a car rushing in, many people immediately carried the things in their hands.

They gathered around, the car door opened, and Zhao Fanchen and Si Hu jumped down. When these people saw it was Si Hu, they all shouted in unison: "Master Hu! What's wrong with you?"

"Damn it, we were ambushed by Scar and the Burmese. All the brothers are dead. Where is Mr. Xiong!" Sihu glanced at the crowd, twitched the corner of his mouth, picked up a bottle of wine on the table and threw it to Zhao Fanchen,

Then he got himself a bottle, drank a few gulps, panted heavily, and shouted with red eyes: "Go fuck me, you guys, I will get ready to work later, this time I will fly and destroy the Burmese gang."

Gui Laozi, no, you dare to swallow our goods

This is a middle-aged man who walked out of the house with a cigar in his mouth. His skin is very white, he is very thin, and he is not tall. He is wearing a plaid shirt, large floral shorts, and slippers. But this

The man gave off a vaguely powerful aura, and his eyes were very sharp, as sharp as two steel knives. When he saw the embarrassed look, he frowned and said slowly: "Old man

Four, what did you do?"

"Master Xiong, I was ambushed by the gang of ghost red guys from Burma, and that bastard Scar, but he was shot dead by me. I can come back alive this time, thanks to this brother, he

He came here smuggled in. Damn it, all the brothers under him have lost their fucking money. Brother, come here and see Mr. Xiong soon." He seemed to be waving to Zhao Fanchen. Since he came here to seek refuge with someone else, Zhao Fanchen naturally wanted to do it.

Seeing the scene, he came over, lowered his head and called "Master Xiong".

But Mr. Xiong didn't speak, his sharp eyes just stared at Zhao Fanchen, and then he smoked. No one moved, faintly surrounding Zhao Fanchen. Mr. Xiong stared at Zhao Fanchen.
Chapter completed!