Living in the Hong Kong Film World

Chapter 20 Do you think there are bullets in my gun?
The bullets hit the bottom of the hulk with a ping-pong sound, splashing sparks at the starting point, and the thugs stepped forward excitedly, as if seeing themselves as the big brother and then pulling the wind.

Suddenly, a white figure flashed on the left side of the hulk, as if someone leaned out.

The muzzles of the thugs were aimed at that side one after another, and the gunshots rang out.

Immediately afterwards, on the right side of the hulk, Mark leaned out half of his body and fired four shots in rapid succession, killing four people.

The thugs were frightened and furious, and turned their guns, but Mark had already been pulled back behind the hulk by Feinan.

At this time, the thugs had rushed to within 30 meters of the hulk, and there was nowhere to hide.

If you charge, you will die, if you don't charge, you will die. The thugs were instantly motivated to bloody courage, and continued to charge with red eyes.

Feinan pulled Mark to the right side of the hulk, they both counted three times, and Mark leaned out quickly again.

Feinan pulled his shot right hand, the wound was torn open again by his weight, Mark just grunted, but his intact left hand held the gun steadily, and fired three shots in quick succession!

Bang!Bang!Bang!
Three shots, and three people fell to the ground again!

The remaining five thugs were startled and frightened, but they had no way to retreat, so they could only charge faster while roaring, firing repeatedly.

"Uh!"

Mark suddenly let out a cry of pain, and the gun in his hand fell to the ground with a thud.

Surprised, Feinan pulled him back forcefully.

"I hit Mark!"

A thug shouted happily, and the thugs were refreshed. As long as Mark, the strongest point of firepower, was knocked out, the opponent would have nothing to fear.

Tan Cheng, who was evacuating back, heard the voice of the thug, and suddenly stopped in his tracks.

"Brother Mark, how are you doing?"

Feinan asked with concern. When he saw the location where he was shot, his heart sank.

Mark was shot in the left shoulder, narrowly missing the head.

The wound was right where the anterior deltoid muscle connects to the pectoral muscle, and it may have injured a bone. Now it is difficult for Mark to move his left hand.

"I'm going to pick up the gun!"

Feinan glanced at the pistol that fell outside the bunker, and gritted his teeth.

The rest of their bullets were in that gun, and they had to be brought back, or they would die if the thugs rushed up to them.

At this moment, they only had three bullets in Song Zijie's gun, and he insisted on keeping them instead of handing them over, presumably for the purpose of arresting the three of them.

"Song Zijie, you cover me!"

Feinan yelled at him, then flew out of the bunker and rushed towards the pistol.

Song Zijie stood up, raised the gun with both hands, and fired three shots in a row, emptying the magazine, but only hit one person.

Four more thugs had already rushed forward, and they had already raised their guns at Feinan.

He fell to the ground and picked up the gun. Feinan had no time to hide, so he could only raise the gun at the thugs.

At this moment, it seemed that the flow of time had slowed down a lot. It was as if a layer of gauze was covered around his ears, and the sounds from the outside world were all isolated. Feinan could only hear his own heartbeat and breathing.

Bang!
He fired a shot at the nearest thug, and the bullet flew past his armpit without causing damage.

With peace in his mind, he pulled the trigger again.

Bang!
The second bullet hit the thug's left chest, his fierce expression changed, and he fell backwards due to the impact of the bullet.

The gun shifted, aimed at another thug, and pulled the trigger.

Bang!
The raised hand of the thug happened to be on the trajectory of the bullet, and was directly pierced by the bullet. The thug cried out in pain in slow motion, and fell to the ground clutching his hand.

Shifting the gun, Feinan aimed at the third thug, but there was a flash of fire in his eyes.

The outer thigh seemed to be stung by a bug, and then it started to sting like a fire, but Feinan didn't even blink his eyebrows, and fired two shots in succession, hitting the thug's abdomen.

six rounds,

Four shots,

three shots,

one hair...

He silently counted the number of bullets left in the gun in his mind.

There was one last bullet left, and one last thug.

He moved his eyes to the last thug, but what he saw was a black hole in the muzzle!
still slow...

Am I going to die again?
Feinan felt peaceful in his heart.

It's nothing more than going back and forth, nothing to be afraid of, at least he has tried hard.

Suddenly, a generous figure flew over and landed in front of him, blocking him behind him.

Bang!
Pfft!

A warm viscous liquid gushed out, covering Feinan's face.

He looked at the back of the person in astonishment, the whole person seemed to have come ashore from the water, withdrawn from that mysterious state.

"Brother Mark!" he exclaimed.

Mark suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, and his right lung was pierced.

Taking advantage of the timing of his resistance, Feinan finally aimed his gun at the last thug.

His wrist was trembling slightly, he gritted his teeth, aimed, and pulled the trigger.

Bang!
A black hole appeared in the thug's forehead, and a stream of blood flowed, falling backwards.

After gasping for breath twice, Feinan stood up with difficulty, but his feet softened and he knelt on the ground.

He looked down, and the wound on his right leg was oozing blood.

Standing up supportively, Feinan stretched out his hand to pull Mark.

Mark was coughing up blood, Feinan helped him up, but before he could stand still, a shot was fired.

Bang!
Mark's head was thrown back heavily, his body froze for a moment, and then collapsed backward like a collapsed building block. Feinan was caught off guard and fell to the ground by him.

"Brother Mark! Mark!"

Feinan pushed him, but the tentacles were all sticky.

After lifting his head and seeing the wound on his head, Feinan felt as if he had been shot, and there was a "boom" in his head.

"You go first! There is time!"

"It's none of Anan's business, you let him go, I'll do as you please!"

"I have been unlucky for three years, just waiting for an opportunity! I want to fight for my breath! I don't want to prove that I am great! I just want to tell others! I must get back what I lost!"

"I'm running out of bullets. I'll cover you and rush out later. You must give this computer tape to Brother Hao."

Don't worry about me, life and death are fate, after you go out, find a chance to help me kill Ah Cheng. "

"I'll cover you! Take Brother Hao and go first!"

……

The words Mark once said seemed to ring in his ears again.

"Mark!"

Song Zihao got the strength out of nowhere, and crawled out from behind the hulk with both hands and feet, and rushed over to hug Mark.

"Mark!"

Song Zihao cried bitterly.

As the siren sounded from far to near, Tan Cheng and the two gave up shooting and chose to evacuate.

Feinan sat up, looked at the dead Mark, and then at Tan Cheng who was fleeing in the distance. Suddenly, a burst of anger from the bottom of his heart almost consumed him.

He got up and picked up a pistol from the fallen thug, and he quickly chased after him.

Song Zihao clenched his teeth, got up and grabbed a spear, and followed.

Tan Cheng and the two fled to the interior along the gantry crane. Fei Nan chased him, aimed at Tan Cheng's figure, and pulled the trigger.

The bullet hit the davit behind the two of them, causing sparks to fly. Tan Cheng and the two ducked their heads and hid. When they found nowhere to hide, they turned around and shot back.

Feinan quickly got down and rolled to dodge, and then Song Zihao, who was catching up, yelled and raised his gun to aim at Tan Cheng and the two, firing repeatedly.

Bang bang bang!
The big tall man couldn't dodge in time, a few balls of blood exploded on his chest, he fell to the ground and vomited blood, he was dead.

Tan Chengmao stooped and ran under the console of the gantry crane. Song Zihao fired two shots in a row, but after finding that he missed, he stumbled and chased after him.

Song Zijie also chased after him with a gun, and saw Feinan get up from the ground.

Looking back at him, Fei Nan didn't speak, picked up his gun, picked up a broken and used steel bar, and chased after Tan Cheng.

The noise outside the pier spread, the lights were bright, and the police had obviously surrounded the place.

Song Zijie was in a state of confusion, hesitated for a moment, and followed Fei Nan, chasing after him.

Bang!Bang!
"Ah Cheng!"

Song Zihao covered his wound, growled Tan Cheng's name in a low voice, staggered and fell to the ground.

Tan Cheng hid behind the console, Song Zihao lay down on the ground and fired two shots, but only hit the pillar.

click!click!
The gun in his hand sounded empty, and there was no bullet in his gun.

"Song Zihao! You have been surrounded by the police! Now you have 3 minutes to put down your weapons and come out!"

The police shouted through a loudspeaker, and the voice was clearly audible.

Song Zihao got up slowly and aimed his gun in Tan Cheng's direction, but his heart was full of depression.

Suddenly, Tan Cheng came out from behind the console.

Holding the gun, he looked at Song Zihao playfully, and asked with a smile, "What? Are there no bullets?"

He limped towards Song Zihao and said with a sneer, "I'm going out and surrendering myself now. I'll be fine. You're the one who has trouble!"

"I have money, and after three or two days, I can walk out of the court. I have money, and black can become white. I learned this from you."

"Your brother is so pitiful. Because of you, he turned black even though he was white. You killed him!"

Tan Cheng smiled triumphantly, and limped towards the intersection with lights on.

suddenly!The sound of the wind was blowing, and a black figure was caught in the corner of his eye. His expression changed, and he turned his head to look, only to see a rusty stick coming towards him.

when!
The steel bar with the sound of the wind hit his face heavily, knocking back his exclamation.

Leaning back, almost lying on the ground, Tan Cheng staggered two steps back, bent over and coughed out two broken front teeth and a mouthful of blood, and looked up at his attacker in astonishment.

"Can't trigger the vertigo from the front?"

Feinan twitched the rebar and stood in front of Tan Cheng.

"It's you!" Tan Cheng stared at him, and roared vaguely: "I should have killed you a long time ago!"

"Eh? That's not what you said that time." Feinan shook his finger: "Didn't you say you wanted to have fun with me?"

Tan Cheng looked at him, suppressed his anger, snorted coldly, and said, "Feinan, I checked you, you have an uncle, an aunt, and a cousin who live in Kowloon Walled City, right? ? Do you really think I can't find you?"

Feinan's complexion changed and he narrowed his eyes.

Tan Cheng said again: "You hand over the negatives you took, and I will let them go."

"It seems that you still don't understand the situation?"

Feinan raised his hand suddenly, and slammed down the steel bar hard, hitting Tan Cheng's head heavily. The huge force directly knocked him down to his knees.

"Hey!" He blushed, and a stream of blood flowed down his forehead, dripping down his cheeks and falling to the ground.

The next moment, the black muzzle of the gun was on his head. Feinan looked down at him and asked with a smile, "Guess, is there any bullets in my gun?"

(End of this chapter)