Reverse Rebirth 1990

Chapter 182 187 [Road Killer]

Facing the crazy red racing car rushing towards him like flames, Song Zhichao immediately rushed towards Fu Jiajun who was stunned.

Fu Jiajun was hugged by Song Zhichao and rolled on the ground, the racing car had rushed over and ran over where the two rolled.

Immediately afterwards, with a whoosh, a beautiful tail flick!
The racing car pointed its head at Song Zhichao and Fu Jiajun who were still lying on the ground again, buzzing and roaring at them.

This is obviously murder!
This thought flashed in Song Zhichao's mind, and then he saw that the racing car was already charging towards them again, and this time, he couldn't dodge it even if he wanted to.

Seeing that the front of the car was about to hit him and Fu Jiajun, Song Zhichao felt the blood rushing up in his head, and seeing Fu Jiajun smashing at this moment, his face turned pale with fright, and his soul flew out of his wits.

The moment the car hit the two of them——
With a creak, the car stopped.

It safely stopped in front of Song Zhichao and Fu Jiajun.

Beads of sweat rolled down Song Zhichao's forehead. No matter how calm he was usually, now that he walked across the intersection of death, his whole body was about to collapse.

In contrast, Fu Jiajun was even more unbearable.

As the pampered young master, he is usually well-clothed and well-fed, and has never encountered any danger. Even the last time he drove into the railing, he was just nervous and exciting, unlike just now, it was killing him.

Panting heavily, his eyes were fixed on the red racing car and on the terrifying road killer inside the car.

With a bang, the door opened.

The person in the car came over, with a pair of violent eyes, a hideous scar on his left cheek, and his whole body was full of toughness.

The stall owners who were knocked down all gathered around, ready to ask this person for an explanation. At this moment, seven or eight young and Dangerous boys came from nowhere, and one of them, Long Mao, biting a cigarette, took out a wad of banknotes, and rushed Those stall owners said: "How much money is lost, come here to get money!"

"It's outrageous, you're still so arrogant after bumping into someone!"

"That's right, do you think it's great to be rich?"

Before the two stall owners finished speaking, they slapped twice, and the long hair slapped them twice, and then told the others: "Slap me to death, at worst, pay for some medical expenses later!"

So the gang of young and Dangerous boys rushed up and beat and kicked the two stall owners.

Seeing this, the other stall owners all softened.

The long-haired man spit out the cigarette he was biting, looked at the stall owners and said, "Who else wants to ask for an explanation? No? If not, take the money and get out!"

Everyone, keep silent.

……

Looking at the sturdy man again, he seemed very satisfied with Chang Mao's domineering appearance, and gave Chang Mao a thumbs up.

Changmao said, "Boss, you can have fun, I'll take care of it when the police come!" That means that later he will replace the boss to deal with the police.After all, this is Macau, and the police in Macau are very dark, and it is easy to solve the problem with a little money.

Then the sturdy man turned his head, spread his legs, tossed the car keys in his hands, looked sideways at Song Zhichao and Fu Jiajun who were still lying on the ground, and said triumphantly: "How is it, Song Zhichao, Fu Shao, are you two happy?" ?”

"Chen Yaoxing, is that you?!" Fu Jiajun raised his head and gave him a vicious look.

Chen Yaoxing stretched his neck, spit on the ground, and said arrogantly: "If it's not me, who would it be?" After speaking, he laughed loudly, "How about it, did you scare me, Second Young Master Fu?"

Fu Jiajun gritted his teeth: "Despicable!"

"What are you despicable, do you think I'm really going to kill you? I'm just scaring you! But I didn't expect you to be so useless!" Chen Yaoxing's tone was full of sarcasm.

Fu Jiajun gritted his teeth with hatred.

Chen Yaoxing seemed very satisfied with Fu Jiajun's distraught, disheveled and embarrassed appearance. He looked at Song Zhichao again, and saw that the other party's expression changed slightly, but he was not too embarrassed, which made him a little upset.

"Song Zhichao, you haven't scared to death yet, I'll give you a lung!" Chen Yaoxing cursed.

Song Zhichao pulled Fu Jiajun up from the ground, and flicked the dust off his body. Fu Ershao was even more unbearable, as if his knee was injured, rolled up his trouser leg and saw a large area of ​​scratches, the red and white flesh was shocking.

"How are you, are you okay?" Song Zhichao asked with concern.

"I'm fine, I can still stand it!" Fu Jiajun forced a smile, tried to move his legs, but he yelled loudly, it turned out that he had hurt his bone just now, and he grinned in pain.

"Chen Yaoxing, what exactly do you want?" Song Zhichao was furious, and asked back.

Chen Yaoxing stared at him with his neck straightened: "What do you want?" Scratching his nose with his fingers, "Oh, I didn't think about it—don't you remember? When we broke up in Hong Kong, I gave you a card, coming to Macau for racing Card! Then since you have come to Macau, why don’t you come to me? Hehe! You know, I miss you very much! Especially you, Fu Ershao, don’t you want revenge, but look at you now, Don’t talk about driving a racing car, it’s probably called a white car! How about it, do you want me to call one for you——”

While talking, I heard the sound of an ambulance in the distance.

Chen Yaoxing turned his head and took a look, then turned his head and said to Fu Jiajun: "The ambulance in Macau is very efficient, and it came before I even called!"

The curly hair next to him laughed and said: "Boss, you don't know, there are often fights in Macau, and these ambulances are always on call to make money, of course it is positive!"

Chen Yaoxing laughed out loud.

"I heard that there is no Second Young Master Fu, you are lucky, the ambulance arrived so quickly! But what to do, you are limping, who will race with me? It seems that you can't avenge your revenge!"

Fu Jiajun was constantly satirized and stimulated by Chen Yaoxing, and couldn't bear it anymore, turned his head to Song Zhichao and said: "A Chao, you come, you play a game with him!"

Song Zhichao looked at the eager Fu Jiajun, then at the flamboyant Chen Yaoxing, and said a word: "Okay!"

"I knew you could do it!" Fu Jiajun said, "Avenge me and kill him while driving!" Fu Jiajun pointed at Chen Yaoxing angrily.

Chen Yaoxing spread his hands indifferently, "It's not certain who will be killed!" After speaking, he snapped his fingers, and the long-haired man stepped forward to call Song Zhichao with a big brother.

"Hold on, don't lose it! I'll prepare first, time, place, I will inform you soon! Remember, don't call the police, the Macau police are useless, save trouble!" After finishing speaking, Chen Yaoxing blew With a whistle, he threw the car keys in his hand to Changmao, "The police are here to help me, I'll go first!" After speaking, he swaggered into another car, turned on the ignition, and drove away.

Seeing Chen Yaoxing go away, Fu Jiajun couldn't hold on anymore. If Song Zhichao hadn't supported him, he would have almost sat down on the ground.

"A Chao, the stretcher! Hurry up and let them bring the stretcher over! My leg hurts so much, it must be broken, right?"

Not far away, several medical staff in white clothes carried a stretcher from the car and ran all the way.

Fu Jiajun leaned against Song Zhichao's arms and wailed loudly.

In the distance, the night market stalls hit by racing cars are in a mess.

(End of this chapter)