I have ten trillion licking dog gold

five rings.

A large supermarket chain.

Although the sign was still on, it was almost nine o'clock in the evening and they had stopped receiving customers and were preparing for closing time.

underground garage.

The two cars drove one after the other, made a sharp turn and went to the second underground floor.

More empty.

It's also quieter.

"laugh--"

at last.

The oil truck had no way to escape and had to stop in a remote corner.

coincidentally.

next to.

There was also a car lying there with a dented fender and impact marks on the bumper.

tsk...

Catching two at once is a double blessing.

The red new energy car that chased for dozens of kilometers did not choose to retaliate. After all, even if the other party fled the scene of the accident, it was not a reason to hit it intentionally. Not to mention the safety risk to himself, but when facing the traffic police, he would be at a disadvantage even if he was right.

The people in the two cars were also very cunning. When they saw the red new energy vehicle behind them slow down and gradually stop, they opened the car doors at the same time.

nonsense.

Safety first.

If someone drives right into you without stopping, it would be safer to hide in a car.

"Bang bang bang..."

The sound of car doors closing continuously.

ho.

There are quite a lot of people.

One, two, three...

There were actually ten people who got off the truck, all of them were big and strong men, and both oil trucks were fully loaded.

No wonder we can’t get rid of a tram. It seems that it’s not entirely due to the congested city roads.

What is the most sensible thing to do at this time?

He would definitely reverse the car immediately, do a drift and spin, and get away quickly. After all, the other side had more people and more power, and each of them looked hateful and was definitely not a good person, while he was alone.

If it were any other woman, even Sister Luck, she would definitely not be so impatient as to run away first, and as for the car damage, she would leave it to the traffic police and the insurance company to resolve.

But Hu Die didn't do that. Not only did she not restart the car, but when she saw a group of men staring at her like wolves and tigers outside the windshield, she inconceivably turned off the car.

What a stubborn person.

But it is understandable that female comrades will not give up until they hit the wall, not to mention that there are many who will not give up until they break the wall.

Talking about the one who knows the current affairs is a hero?

Don't talk nonsense.

It doesn't exist at all!

When lesbians become brave, they are definitely not something men can challenge.

There was a female comrade who was unfortunately robbed when withdrawing money from an ATM. If it were a man, he would most likely give in and quickly hand over the money with both hands. But the female victim did not do that. She did not surrender to the robber, but chose to bravely shout: "Kill me if you dare."

As for the results.

Why call them victims?

Because this female comrade got what she wanted, after she muttered that she would kill me, she was really shot in the head by the gangster.

A hero never suffers a loss in front of him. A hero is a man. What does it have to do with women?

Especially when I'm not in a good mood.

Hu Die's mood has obviously not been normal recently, and she had already tolerated it when she was hit for the first time.

Surrounded by ten pairs of malicious eyes, the driver's door of the new energy vehicle opened.

Hu Die walked down alone, dressed as if she had just come out of the gym, wearing sportswear and shark pants, looking fresh and pleasing to the eye.

"Beauty, what's the meaning of chasing us so far at night?"

The guy who spoke stroked his chin, looked Hu Die up and down, with an evil smile on his lips.

"The night is long, beautiful lady. Are you feeling lonely and don't want to go home? Haha..."

The unbearable laughter filled the air.

Ten grown men had no shame in hit-and-run and flirted with Hu Die unscrupulously.

"Beauty, if you really feel lonely, we have so many brothers who can satisfy you. Don't worry, we don't charge any money!"

"Are you done?"

Hu Die's face was as calm as still water, unperturbed.

"Humph."

Someone sneered, and his expression changed immediately. The evil smile disappeared in an instant, and his expression became gloomy.

"If you're smart, come with us."

"I'm here, aren't I?"

"..."

Hu Die's response stunned the other party.

Yes.

Didn't she follow us all the way?

"Little girl, don't think you can fight. If you don't want to suffer, just get in the car and follow us."

The fishing hook was successfully taken, so there is no need to hide it anymore. Tonight's accident was not an accident. The two collisions were undoubtedly malicious.

Ten strong men were fighting with each other, looking cruel and murderous.

The carefully selected underground second-floor garage is deserted and is indeed a good location with the right time, place and people.

"Is there anyone else? Call them out together."

"..."

"..."

"..."

Hu Die's tone caused the ten strong men to fall silent at the same time.

Being sent to perform the mission knowing the target's skills, this man must have been a carefully selected expert, unlike the brainless villains in the movies. They didn't nag. They walked to the rear of two oil trucks, opened the trunks, and took out engineering shovels, baseball bats, anti-skid chains...

Talent!

It’s really professional!

We all know that Kyoto's control measures are extremely strict, and there is no limit to the importance of public safety, but putting these things in the trunk

——Even if it is discovered, it is legal and compliant, right?

There is indeed a difference between professional gangsters and young and dangerous people. They rely not only on violence but more importantly on brains.

Faced with the weapons they took out from the trunk, Hu Die did not laugh, nor was she scared. She just didn't know if she regretted her impulsiveness in her heart.

"Are you going to get in the car yourself, or are you going to be invited in by us?"

Issue an ultimatum.

As for the shame of using the majority to bully the minority, don't be ridiculous. They are a gang, not saints.

Hu Die looked around.

"Don't look at it. We have taken away the surveillance here."

One of them grinned grimly and straightened the anti-skid chain in his hand, making a clanging sound.

Upon hearing that the surveillance was destroyed, Hu Die was not nervous. On the contrary, a strange and dazzling smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"why are you laughing?"

Outnumbered ten to one, and armed with sharp weapons, no matter how you look at it, this woman is doomed, no matter how good she is at fighting.

If they can't even accomplish this, they can all just hang themselves without any punishment from the eldest brother.

Hu Die didn't say a word or move. At this moment, it was impossible to allow her to go to the trunk to get weapons, even though she might not have prepared any weapons.

Fuck equality.

There is no equality in this world.

Hu Die didn't move her feet, but she moved her hands, which was within the allowed range. However, when the ten strong men who were determined to get what she wanted saw what she took out of the pocket of her sports jacket, their faces changed drastically.

What a joke!

This woman actually took out a pistol!

You know, what is this place.

They can only make do with some handy tools.

Time seemed to stand still for a moment.

Even the fiery atmosphere seemed to be purified in an instant.

“Haha, hahaha…”

A series of cold laughs broke the tense situation.

"You stinky cousin, you're using toys to scare people?"

A word to wake up the dreamer!

A group of ruthless people who used to kill and burn people as if it were their daily routine suddenly woke up from their dreams.

"Don't worry, we won't take your life. We'll send you back tomorrow morning."

Obvious.

They each treated the other's weapons as toys.

Also.

They also have such weapons, and a lot of them, but they will never carry them here.

They advised Hu Die not to resist and to cooperate, but how could Hu Die cooperate?

If you follow them, you may not lose your life, but there are too many people who end up living a life worse than death.

"Is it a toy? Who can come up and try it?"

Finally he spoke, and his dead eyes flickered with a hint of teasing.

Ten strong men look at each other.

This is the different deterrent effects produced by different weapons.

Even if it's a toy, it feels more oppressive than the things in their hands.

After all the careful planning, they couldn't be scared by a toy. The others' eyes finally focused on one of the accomplices in tacit understanding.

Ok.

He's the guy who just revealed that Hu Die was holding a toy.

The atmosphere was like this, and the guy who was highly anticipated did not disappoint his brothers' expectations. He grinned, wrapped the anti-skid chain around his right hand, and took a powerful step forward fearlessly.

"I want to..."

"boom!"

The dull sound deafened all the eardrums. The expressions of the ferocious men froze. They only felt their ears buzzing and their minds went blank.

"what--"

After the muffled sound, a scream followed. The brave guy staggered back, no longer arrogant. He lowered his head blankly, looking at his shoulder that was bleeding profusely. He had no time to feel the pain before an expression of disbelief and horror crept onto his face.

Hey!

Several tough guys who were used to seeing bloody battles felt a chill down their spines, and some of them couldn't help swallowing their saliva.

They looked in amazement at the woman who was less than ten meters away and the weapon in her hand that could spit fire.

What a realistic toy!

Practice is the only criterion for testing truth.

It’s really the “truth”!

The guy took action and used his own body to prove that his previous judgment was wrong.

and so.

Disaster comes from the mouth.

If you have nothing to do, you really should talk less.

If he hadn't been talking nonsense, he wouldn't have been pushed out and shot for nothing.

After a brief numbness, the piercing pain came as expected. The guy covered the hole in his left shoulder with his face pale. Fortunately, he was not an ordinary person. He gritted his teeth and endured it without howling.

Hu Die, like a weak woman, had a calm expression. The number of people on both sides did not change, but the visual perception seemed to have changed.

Who is the fisherman after all?

Who is the fish?

“What a guts!”

The hit was on the shoulder, which would not be fatal in the short term, but it was a catastrophic blow to morale.

Who the hell could have imagined that this cousin would be so unsportsmanlike?

Aren’t you very skilled?

Then fight them hand to hand, what's the point of pulling out a gun?

That's how people are.

You can take advantage of others, but once others take advantage of you, you feel it is unfair.

Although the number of people still holds an absolute advantage, no one dares to act rashly.

This is the disadvantage of being abroad.

Too many concerns.

There are too many constraints.

If this happened in Haojiang, there would be no need for such trouble. The road would be filled with people and cars like a hornet's nest.

and so.

They really couldn't understand it.

How dare this guy?

Just take it out.

He actually opened fire.

Do you really think that everything will be fine if the surveillance is broken?

"Aren't you going to invite me to be your guest? Come."

Don't rub salt into someone's wounds like this.

Hu Die's expression and tone were calm, but she exuded the domineering demeanor of a woman who could hold her own against ten thousand men.

No wonder Mr. Fang was attracted to her.

There is indeed a reason for this.

The tough guys are so angry that their teeth are itching, but they dare not say anything. It has nothing to do with cowardice. If they use their bodies to hit the muzzle of a gun at this time, they are not heroes, they are idiots!

"How to do?"

Someone beeped quietly.

no doubt.

There was an unexpected change of plans.

But retreat?

It is absolutely impossible.

If so many people come to deal with a woman and return empty-handed, the eldest brother will not let them go, no matter what excuses they make.

So there is no way out.

"Go ahead. She has limited bullets!"

Have to admit.

These tough guys are by no means fools, they are real ruthless guys, this is what we call black forces.

It was a pack of wolves that were hunting. One wolf was injured, causing the pack to pause their attack, and then they planned to come back again.

"Bang! Bang bang..."

There is indeed some kind.

There is no intention of skimping on bullets.

And the accuracy is amazing.

Another real-life performance proved the truth that a gun is faster at seven steps away and even faster and more accurate at seven steps away. In the blink of an eye, blood mist appeared in many places, and several people staggered with injuries.

The smell of blood began to spread.

"She's running out of bullets."

Looking around, there were six wounded companions. The huge price paid did not make the remaining people retreat, but instead seemed to stimulate their wildness. The ruthlessness became stronger.

The cost is worth it.

At least the bullet was wasted!

Well known.

The magazine capacity of a pistol is limited, usually only about six rounds.

"She had a 92, and the magazine can hold a maximum of 20 rounds."

The warrior who was shot first was the one who used all his strength to speak. The continuous blood loss made his face as pale as paper, but he still stood up to remind his brothers in time.

20 rounds.

That means there are still most of the bullets in her magazine.

The strong men who were trying to fight to the death felt a chill in their hearts, and their will collapsed in an instant.

"We admit defeat."

"Want to die, want to live."

Hu Die's tone remained unchanged, and the few short words she spoke were even more heart-wrenching.

"Want to live."

The representative did not hesitate.

nonsense.

Who the hell wants to die when they can live?

At this moment, Hu Die, who was probably like a devil from hell in the eyes of a group of defeated soldiers, looked indifferent.

"Can you sing?"

"..."

"..."

"..."

After a brief silence, someone shouted, "I will!"

"Sing a good day."

In an indescribable atmosphere.

An indescribable song began.

"Happy gongs and drums beat out the joy of every year

Beautiful dance brings joy every day

阳光 的 油彩 涂红 了 今天 日子 哟

生活 的 花朵 是 的 笑容

Hi

Today is a good day..."

The solo gradually turned into a chorus.

From the cold underground garage on the second floor below ground came the sound of cheerful and festive red songs.

"Today is a good day

心想 的 事儿 能 成

today is a good day

We open the door to welcome the spring breeze..."

The few strong men who were not injured sang while hurriedly helping their injured accomplices into the car.

"Bang bang."

The car doors were hastily slammed, and two oil trucks with traces of a car accident turned around and fled.

Hu Die stood in the bloody field, as if she was still quietly listening to the echo of the red song, with the corners of her mouth raised, as if her emotions were finally expressed, revealing a gentle smile. (End of this chapter)