Hong Kong island brother

Nine hours later, in Mong Kok, the night ended with cheers and cheers.

Zhong Ming drove a sports car around half of Hong Kong, and finally saw the entire street of Sui Lan Street in Mong Kok under martial law, red and blue police lights flickering, and people in police uniforms all over the street, which shows that things are really serious.

He got out of the car to buy two bottles of ice water, unscrewed one bottle and drank it up, then walked half of Suilan Street with the other bottle.Behind the Dahua Entertainment Center is the back kitchen of the restaurant, food waste coming and going, neon signs are red and green, and behind it is a long pedestrian staircase, on which sits the person he is looking for.

Zhong Ming passed through the noisy neon of human voices, walked up a few steps, and stuck the ice water bottle in his hand to the back of Zhou Shi's neck.

Zhou Shi shrank subconsciously, turned around and found that it was him, and took the ice water.There was a fresh bloodstain on the wrist bone, apparently a bullet had passed by, the edges of the scorched flesh rolled at high speed, and blood was still oozing in the middle.Zhou Shi was absent-minded, raised his arm to unscrew the ice water, but didn't drink it.

Zhong Ming sat down on a step higher than him and said, "Hello."

Zhou Shi was staring at the iron door of the entertainment center's safety exit in a daze, and it took him a long time to answer: "Yes."

Zhong Ming stared at the wound, "Don't worry. Chouji and the others are all fine. I've made a good statement for them. I didn't say anything. Today's pot is all from Shenghe Society."

Zhou Shi's eyes didn't blink for a moment, "I know. The person who picked the trouble was the troublemaker's cronies. He was high-ranking, so it's no wonder that something happened. A few days ago, Shenghe Club just placed a big order, and the account hadn't been settled yet. We seized the current situation, uprooted Shenghe Society, and Xionggang who caused trouble was dragged away."

Zhong Ming didn't expect that this matter would be so big, that such a large group as Shenghe Society would be abolished overnight, and Heyitang, which was closest to them, would not be able to keep their lips from dying.

Zhong Ming touched Zhou Shi, "Then what are you still worried about?"

Zhou Shi was silent for a while, "Just now Zou Ruoyang personally recorded a statement for Uncle Cat."

Maozai was sitting opposite the interrogation table, neither was his hand on the table, nor was it on his lap, nor was he telling the truth, nor was he not telling the truth, he kept looking at Zhou Shi begging for help.Zou Ruoyang also couldn't figure it out, isn't it a fruit seller? How can good citizens be so afraid of the police?

In the end Zhou Shi pulled him to bandage him, and the cat only said a word back and forth, "Ah Shi, I'm sorry."

Zhong Ming didn't know what to say, so he could only pretend to be relaxed, "It's okay, it's still a happy reunion. He Yitang is fine, Chouji is fine, Maozai is fine, Big Brother is also—"

Bad, this time the boss Zhou must know that Zhou Shi went to become a policeman.

Zhou Shi was holding ice water in his hand, and Aoge's summer night was holding back a rain. Before the rain fell, the water droplets formed on the ice water bottle fell first.In the cigarette stall opposite the iron gate, the old man reads the newspaper wearing presbyopic glasses. The sound of the paper pages being blown by the wind mixed with the sound of the shopping mall, showing the tranquility before the rain.

Zhou Shi shook his head, forcibly dispelled the chaotic thoughts from his mind, and urged: "You go first, you haven't finished searching here, it's dangerous."

Zhong Ming stood up, and suddenly remembered that he told Zhou Shi to "go first" when he was eating Bawang's meal. He wanted to laugh, "Hey, have you eaten yet? Don't tell me you've been running all day."

Zhou Shi stared at the door, "This task is considered a rest for me. You go first."

Zhong Ming said: "What task? Are you here to guard Li Shenting?"

Originally he was joking, but Zhou Shi turned around and said, "How do you know?"

Zhong Ming was taken aback, "Then how can you squat down? Who dares to come out if you are guarding outside?"

Zhou Shi said: "We are searching inside, I am afraid that he will be caught dead. So I tell you to go first, it is dangerous here."

Zhong Ming pursed his lips and waved his hand, "Let's go, I'll eat Hainan chicken rice with tomato and beef brisket, I'll starve you to death."

The corner of Zhou Shi's mouth twitched, he stood up and moved around, and took two steps towards the iron gate.

Zhong Ming walked down two steps, stopped suddenly, and turned his head subconsciously.

Opposite the iron gate, at the cigarette stall, the old man's glasses reflect neon lights, and it is hard to see what is behind the glasses.Holding a rental advertisement in his hand, he didn't turn a page for a long time, as if... dead.

A little suspicion rose in Zhong Ming's heart, and he took a step back. A gust of night wind passed by, mixed with a faint smell of blood.

Zhong Ming opened his mouth, but was unable to make a sound.

The newspaper was finally blown away by the wind and slowly fell to the ground, covered in mud.

In the cigarette stall, a black figure stooped silently and took a few steps, the knife in his hand aimed straight at the back of Zhou Shi's heart.

In a blink of an eye, Zhong Ming stepped up the four steps, hugged Zhou Shi's back and pressed down.

Zhou Shi was suddenly thrown against the wall, and when he heard the sound of flesh and blood being separated by metal, his color suddenly changed, and he immediately turned around, "Ah Ming? Ah Ming!"

Zhong Ming firmly held Zhou Shi down. The young man was always thin and weak, and the strength he occasionally burst out was enough to break gold, followed by another terrifying sound of the tip of a knife piercing his flesh.Zhou Shi's eyes were shattered, and he couldn't break free from Zhong Ming's suppression, so he quickly pulled out the gun from his lower back and fired several shots in the back. "Bang bang" sounded a few times, and the man was hit on one leg and rolled down the stairs in embarrassment.

Zhong Ming breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly let go of his strength, "Brother, I—" Zhou Shi suddenly broke free from him.

Finally, there was a slight sound from the silent iron gate. Zhong Ming realized something, suppressed the severe pain in his lower back, and shouted: "Brother!"

In the next second, Zhou Shi suddenly turned over and pinned him down, and at the same time raised his hand and fired several shots at Li Shenting who was leisurely walking out of the door.

Zhong Ming only felt a piercing ringing sound in his ears, and the body covering him was shaken suddenly, and the hot blood was splashed on the young man's unbelievable face.

Zhong Ming remembered that Li Shenting clutched his chest and fell down dozens of steps, the gun in his hand went off, causing the back kitchen to scream.

He still remembers the hot blood splashing on his face, it was so salty and sweet, and the gap opened before his eyes.

He reached out in vain, trying to stop the flow of blood.But the blood flowed faster and more, quickly passed through the fingers, dripped down the ground along the forearm, and gradually sprinkled on the old newspaper that was already soaked in mud.The newspapers contain rental information, those in Tsim Sha Tsui, Causeway Bay, Jordan Road, Victoria Peak, next to Pui Ching College, Victoria Harbour, and Temple Street——

Temple Street.

Four photos of flowers, incense, statue of Guan Gong, little dragon girl, hawthorn cake.And that year's New Year's Eve, when the rain watered the spring, the quiet and beautiful eyes behind the lens.The name embroidered with gold thread on the white shirt, both in Chinese and English, Sean, Zhou Shi.

Zhong Ming sat up slowly, silently looking at the ward.

The nurse paid special attention to him, and frowned when he woke up, "Mr. Zhong, you have an injury on your waist, you can't—"

The young man turned his face, "Where's Zhou Shi?"

The nurse looked outside the door, hesitated for a while, and pointed to another bed in the ward, "Mr. Zhou lives here..."

The bed was neatly folded, and on the head of the bed was a bouquet of pure white flowers.The petals are thick and thick, and they are inevitably going to rot and dry up in the sun.

Zhong Ming felt sad for a while, supported his waist and almost rolled out of bed, walked along the corridor to find the bathroom, and vomited hard.He obviously didn't eat anything, and all he spit out was thin acidic water. It wasn't until he saw dark green bile fall into the toilet that Zhong Ming raised his hand and wiped his eyes.

The author has something to say:

How is it that there is a lot of blood!

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