Super Male Masseur

After the boss's simple explanation, I realized that the noise I heard just now was that of a gang talking, and the firecracker like noise wasn't the sound of the firecrackers, but the sound of gunfire.

I was relatively better, after all, I had actually faced the gun, and it was only a gunshot, and it sounded distant, and after that there was no other sound.

"What are you doing?" Let me go, I don't want to die here. "

Seeing that she was being held back, the woman struggled to break away from the man's control, crying out with a sobbing tone.

The boss winced at this behavior and hurried to signal the woman not to make a scene, which would bring disaster to all of us.

Hearing his boss's words, the man pulled the woman back. He wrapped one arm around her waist and both arms, restricting her movements. The other hand covered her mouth, preventing her from screaming.

"Boss, will it be okay if we hide here?"

I'm the one who asked this question, because if it's dangerous to hide here, then we might as well go out and look for a chance to escape.

"I just said, this is a fight between gangs and won't intentionally cause trouble for us. We are hiding here to avoid being affected by their battle, but if we go out now, we will definitely be affected."

I think what the boss said makes sense. Right now, we are the safest place. If we blindly leave here, we might be treated as a person who was shot or cut to death by a knife.

Bang! Bang! Bang! The battle started outside, and the sounds of battle shook the sky. Gunshots rang out from time to time, indicating that the number of firearms on both sides was relatively low.

I was just thinking that maybe Liu Xiangnan's men were here fighting with the other gangs. Now, I don't think so, because almost all of Liu Xiangnan's subordinates were wearing guns and it was impossible for them to have so few gunshots.

The fighting outside was intense, and the people inside were panicking. Women had boyfriends who hid in their boyfriends' arms. Women who had no boyfriend curled up into a ball. The men tried their best to hold onto something they thought they could fight with as they nervously looked at the door.

Crash! * The door was suddenly knocked, and the people inside the restaurant were thrown into chaos. The woman screamed, and the person was covered in sweat as he carried his girlfriend towards the inside of the restaurant.

It was a good thing that the roller shutter only sounded a few times before it became quiet. Otherwise, the people inside would have been scared out of their wits.

After about two to three minutes, the sound of sirens suddenly sounded outside, approaching from far away until it finally sounded like it was outside the rolled up curtain door.

The man inside the restaurant heaved a sigh of relief, while the woman almost cried tears of joy. She probably never expected the siren to be so pleasant.

The boss walked out of the crowd and carefully lifted the roller shutter door a little.

However, just as he raised up thirty centimeters, a bloody hand slapped down in front of the boss, scaring him so much that he sat down on the floor and scrambled into the shop.

The men in the shop instantly tightened their grip on the weapons in their hands, and the women screamed in fear.

I stepped out, picked up the boss who was still crawling on the ground, and walked over to the hand on the floor in front of the door.

"Hey!" "Young man, don't go over there. It's dangerous!" My boss suddenly grabbed my arm and looked at me worriedly.

"It's fine, I'm just going to take a look." I pulled my arm out of the boss's greasy hands and smiled at him.

"Kid, hurry and go, hurry and close the roller shutter door."

A voice filled with orders came from behind me, making my ears hurt. I looked in the direction of the voice and saw that it was the man who had grabbed my boss by the collar.

I stood still and pretended to be scared, "Big brother, little brother is too timid, how about you go? I can tell from one look that you are one of those heroic missions that have gone through too much. "

This man had a tattoo on his body. He couldn't see it at first, but he kept revealing it either intentionally or unintentionally. This was obviously to let others know that he was a gangster.

However, from what I observed just now, this person became terrified after the sound of gunfire. He is now hiding in the back of the crowd, a pure bully who only fears the weak and is afraid of the strong.

"Um, as long as you go over and check on the situation, I'll take you as my lackey. How about it?"

Shameless words can only be said by shameless people. I ignored him and walked towards the door with my back straight.

The hand was bloody, and it hadn't moved since it appeared. I guessed it was the hand of a dead man.

Arriving at my bloodied hand, I crouched down and looked out with my head lowered. There were many policemen going back and forth, but they had not yet found the body.

It seemed like this person was here to seek help. His injuries were too severe, and he fell down after just two knocks.

"How is it, kid?" The tattooed man's hateful voice sounded again. Ignoring him, I got up and pushed the curtain door open, then turned and gave a big smile to a group of frightened men and women.

When the men and women saw the truth, they truly relaxed their tensed bodies this time. Some women even directly collapsed on the ground, needing their boyfriend to lift her up and place her on the chair. Those without a boyfriend could only firmly climb onto the chair and sit, or hurriedly sit on it the moment they were about to fall down.

"Kid, you can! I will accept this little brother of yours. " tattooed man walked towards me while laughing out loud and hugged my shoulders.

I slapped tattooed man's hand away and disdainfully said, "I won't acknowledge such a timid big brother. I don't even like being my little brother."

"What did you say, kid?" Is he courting death? "

These words could be said to have instantly angered tattooed man. He grabbed onto my collar with a fierce expression, as if he wanted to teach me a lesson.

However, when tattooed man used this position on me, it made me feel a little funny. He was a lot shorter than me, so when I had my collar, he didn't look as mighty as when he grabbed my boss's collar. On the contrary, he looked a little funny.

"No, no, no. This elder brother, let go. I'll compensate for you."

The boss probably wanted to express his gratitude to me for pulling him here, so he hurriedly came up to persuade tattooed man. He even helped me apologize to tattooed man.