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Little Ma's marksmanship was excellent; he knocked him down with a single shot.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

Two more henchmen appeared and opened fire directly on Little Ma.

Little Ma also fired back.

The gunshots alerted more and more people.

Despite his repeated counterattacks, Little Ma was still cornered.

Little Ma calmed down.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

He suddenly crouched down and fired at the two men.

"Uh!"

"what!"

One of them was shot in the chest by Little Ma and fell to the ground.

However, another bullet also struck Little Ma's arm, causing him to cry out in pain and drop his pistol.

"Bang, bang, bang!" Although he was hit in the arm, Brother Ma immediately retaliated with his other hand.

He fired several shots in quick succession; the bullets, carrying the scent of death, pierced the body of another henchman.

The henchman who was shot several times by Little Ma died instantly.

Although he had taken down the two men in front of him, his other henchmen were still firing at him from behind.

As the footsteps drew closer, Little Ma had no choice but to flip over and dodge.

Just as Little Ma was turning over, he fell face-first, and the cassette tape under his arm accidentally rolled out.

As the cassette tape rolled away, Little Ma's eyes narrowed.

He fell to the ground, trying to move forward, but was suppressed by bullets.

Little Ma hid behind a plastic bucket on a cart, panting heavily, and gripped the gun in his hand tightly.

With a fierce look in his eyes, Little Ma lay down on the cart and then kicked hard.

The cart, carrying Little Ma's body, sped off.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

Under the astonished gazes of his underlings outside, Brother Ma fired two shots in quick succession.

One person was hit, while another was also suppressed by Little Ma.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

Although the two henchmen were being suppressed by Little Ma, the henchmen from the other direction continued to fire at Little Ma.

The bullet even shattered the plastic bucket, and the scorching heat of the bullet grazed Little Ma's cheek.

The cart bumped into the car where the cassette tape had rolled off, and Little Ma flipped over and hid behind the car.

Little Ma crawled towards the direction where the cassette tape had fallen.

Another henchman, who was lying on the ground, also saw the cassette tape and crawled towards it as well.

But he didn't notice Little Ma behind the plastic bucket.

"Bang! Bang!"

Little Ma took him down with two shots and retrieved the tape.

Seeing that Brother Ma had taken the tape back, the remaining two henchmen immediately panicked.

One man rushed towards Little Ma from the side, while another pulled the trigger, only to find he was out of bullets. He threw down his gun and leaped towards Little Ma.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

Little Ma first shot the man to the side, then fired another shot at his henchman who was lunging at him, killing both of them instantly.

After taking down all his underlings, Brother Ma leaned against the wall, utterly exhausted.

Suddenly, the roar of a motorcycle rang out.

Little Ma's pupils contracted slightly, and he assumed a defensive posture.

But upon seeing the person on the motorcycle, Little Ma breathed a sigh of relief, smiled, and tossed the cassette tape in his hand.

Song Zihao looked at Xiao Ma with a complicated expression, and at the same time took the cassette tape that Xiao Ma threw to him.

"Get in the car!" Song Zihao nodded to Little Ma, signaling him to get in the car quickly.

Little Ma wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. The two looked at each other in silence, yet their eyes held a thousand unspoken words.

With a limp, Brother Ma got on the motorcycle.

The roar of a motorcycle filled the air as the two drove away.

Chapter 124 Kill Him

Inside the luxurious villa, after receiving news that the cassette tape had been taken away by Xiao Ma, Tan Cheng immediately went to Mr. Yao's villa.

"I told you not to go too far. Once Ah Hao hands the tape over to the police, not only will you jump off the building, but our territory will also collapse, you bastard!" Mr. Yao was also furious when he heard Tan Cheng say that the tape had been taken away by Xiao Ma. He cursed Tan Cheng angrily.

"Enough!" Hearing Mr. Yao's angry curses, Tan Cheng's face turned ashen, and he couldn't help but shout as he stood up.

Mr. Yao was startled by Tan Cheng's sudden outburst.

“You keep calling me a bastard, what did you call me when I was making money for you?” Tan Cheng stared at Mr. Yao, his eyes flashing with a chilling light.

"You..." Mr. Yao was speechless, momentarily overwhelmed by Tan Cheng's imposing presence.

He then lowered his voice slightly, still speaking with anger: "I regret using you. If you don't get that cassette tape back, I'll take your head off."

"Go ahead and take it if you dare," Tan Cheng retorted without backing down.

“I was able to betray Song Zihao three years ago, so why would I be afraid of him three years later?” Tan Cheng stared at Mr. Yao and spoke arrogantly.

"Sigh!" Looking at Tan Cheng's appearance, Mr. Yao couldn't help but sigh, regretting his decision back then.

Filled with remorse, Mr. Yao plopped down on the sofa and pointed at Tan Cheng, saying, "You'll get your comeuppance!"

"You're the one who made me who I am, so if I die, we all die together!" Tan Cheng sat down as well and spoke without any politeness.

the other side!

"Ah!" Little Ma cried out in pain.

"Do you feel the pain?"

Song Zihao carefully removed the bullet from Xiao Ma's arm and then bandaged his wound.

"Why are you here?" Little Ma gasped, asking seemingly casually.

“Uncle Chen told me!” Song Zihao tied a knot in the gauze, stood up and said.

Then, somewhat angrily, he said, "You're really bold, daring to rush into Tan Cheng's territory all by yourself."

After saying that, Song Zihao sat down next to Little Ma and gave him a disdainful look.

"I've always been very daring, you know that!" Little Ma said with a grin, seemingly unconcerned.

Looking at Xiao Ma's appearance, Song Zihao wanted to scold him, but he swallowed his words. Xiao Ma had really sacrificed too much for him.

"By the way, where did you get your gun?" Suddenly remembering something, Song Zihao looked at Little Ma with some confusion and asked.

"A friend gave it to me," Little Ma said casually, reaching for cigarettes in his pocket with his other hand.

"friend?"

Song Zihao was a little puzzled; how come he didn't know that Xiao Ma had other friends?

However, considering that he had been in prison for three years, it was normal for Xiao Ma to have made two friends outside, and his expression became relieved.

Little Ma rummaged through his pockets with his other hand, pulled out a crumpled cigarette case, and shook one out.

Just as Little Ma's lips touched the cigarette holder.

Song Zihao slowly pinched the cigarette between his thumb and forefinger.

Little Ma paused, then looked up.

Song Zihao gently took the cigarette from Xiao Ma's mouth and said, "Smoke less!"

Little Ma stopped and looked up at Song Zihao, who stared at Little Ma's injuries with a hint of pity.

"Okay!" Little Ma took the cigarette from Song Zihao's hand and put it aside.

Song Zihao withdrew his hand, looked at the cassette tape on the table, and asked calmly, "Now that you've got the tape, what are you planning to do next?"

"Didn't you say you were no longer involved in matters of the martial world?" Little Ma didn't answer, but said calmly.

"Ah Jie is seriously injured and is in the hospital!" Song Zihao's tone was tinged with coldness.

Little Ma's pupils contracted slightly: "Did Tan Cheng do it?"

"Hmm!" Song Zihao responded, looking somewhat dejected.

"Damn it." Little Ma cursed under his breath, then raised his head with a sinister look and looked at Song Zihao: "Kill him, and we'll leave Hong Kong."

Upon hearing what Brother Ma said, Song Zihao lowered his head and looked somewhat hesitant.

Seeing Song Zihao's appearance, Brother Ma shouted, "What are you still hesitating about? He's already started targeting Ah Jie. If we don't kill him, Ah Jie will die, and we'll all die."

"Brother Hao, there's no turning back!" Little Ma said, his eyes red and his gaze intense, each word distinct.

Song Zihao slowly raised his head, looked into Little Ma's fierce eyes, his expression complicated, and then he said firmly, "Okay!"

Upon hearing Song Zihao's answer, Little Ma smiled.

Song Zihao also let go of his burdens, his gaze became sharp, and he returned to his former self.

“The tape is in our hands, and Tan Cheng must be extremely anxious right now.” Having made his decision, Song Zihao began his scheme.

"Is Brother Hao planning to use the cassette tape to lure Tan Cheng out?" Little Ma asked in a low voice.

Song Zihao nodded in affirmation: "Use the tape to extort money from him, kill him, and then leave Hong Kong with the money."