"No, don't kill me..."

In a dirty alley, the mad dog was sitting on the ground in horror, using his hands and feet, and retreating.

He is a drug dealer with a group of desperate people, and his goods are exclusively for all nightclubs in Shatin District.

Others are like their names, like a mad dog, with a perverse personality, and will be fond of it, and will be revenge if you have any grudges. Friends in the affairs are unwilling to provoke him, and few people dare to come to his place to cause trouble.

However, at this moment, he was like a stray dog, his face was covered in blood, and his mouth was sobbing, and his soul was scattered.

"I have money, I will give you everything! I will give you everything you want, and you will talk!"

His hands pressed the turbid and smelly sewage and leaned against the inner wall of the alley behind him. He had no choice but to retreat.

There was no light source in the alley, so he could only use the dim street lights at the entrance of the alley to see the figure approaching step by step like the god of death in front of him, but he could not see his appearance clearly.

It was this man who single-handedly rushed into his lair and killed seventeen of his subordinates!

No, he is not a human! He is a devil!

All of his men had guns, but they didn't hit this guy with a single shot! Only the devil can have such terrifying speed and power!

The mad dog saw this guy kicking AK's stock with a whip leg!

A figure suddenly appeared at the entrance of the alley. The mad dog seemed to have seen a savior and shouted desperately.

"Help! Help! Call the police quickly! This person wants to kill me!"

Suddenly, his shouting came to an abrupt end because he found that the man was unmoved at all, just staring in this direction quietly.

After he stopped shouting, the man suddenly moved and slowly walked into the alley.

He came straight to him, and the man suddenly spoke English.

Then, the devil also replied to him in a strange English.

"Don't kill me, I'll give you money! Money!"

The mad dog begged for mercy in the little bit of bad English he knew, but the two were unmoved.

Listening to their communication in English, the mad dog was anxious and annoyed.

Why didn’t I learn a few more English sentences? I didn’t even know what to say if I beg for mercy.

"Are you a mad dog?"

Later, the man suddenly asked in Cantonese.

"Yeah yeah!"

The mad dog's heart ignited again.

"How much money are you willing to exchange for your own life?"

The mad dog hurriedly said, "I have more than seven million US dollars, and more than three million are in the Swiss bank account. I have two buildings, a bar, and four ice rooms... If you want it, I will give it to you all!"

"Do you know someone named Anan?"

"Anan? Who is Anan? I don't know him?"

The mad dog was puzzled and even thought about it, he didn't remember which guy he knew was named Anan.

"Of course you don't know each other, I asked you on purpose."

"What's the meaning?"

The mad dog was stunned.

Suddenly, the figure raised his hand, and with the glimmer of light, the mad dog could see clearly that there was a pistol in his hand.

"Don't kill me!"

The mad dog screamed: "Did the one who called Anan provoked you? I can help you find him! I will kill him for you!"

"Thank you for your kindness, but no need."

The figure snatched the hammer.

"Who is going to kill me! Let me die and understand!"

The mad dog roared with his eyes.

Bang!

A bullet shot through his head, and the mad dog's eyes were instantly lost, his pupils spread, and then his body tilted and he fell to the ground.

After a while, the two of them walked out of the alley, and the street lights illuminated their faces, which were Asheng and Songpa.

He quickly got into a car and drove away from the scene.

Inside the car, Songpa suddenly spoke: "You are cheating on me."

A Sheng's secret smile froze: "Why do you say that?"

"That man doesn't know Nan, he's a drug dealer."

Songpa turned his face and stared at Ah Sheng: "I recognize the smell on him."

Asheng hurriedly explained: "I thought he might have news about Fernan, but after the inquiries, there was no gain."

He is indeed using Songpa.

Just this morning, Hong Guang sent a list of forces left by Zhu Tao. According to the agreement, he needed to help Hong Guang clean up the group of drug dealers of all sizes under Zhu Tao.

There was no news from Brother Xia for a long time, so he had the idea of ​​using the power of Songpa to do something for himself.

After listening to Asheng's explanation, Songpa Anjing said, "As the punishment you used to deceive me, I will give you your medicine today five minutes later."

"OK."

Upon hearing this, Asheng breathed a little relieved and said with a smile: "I have sent someone to investigate and track Fernan's brother, I believe there will be rewards soon..."

Halfway through his words, his face suddenly changed, and then he grabbed the seat suddenly, and the veins bulged between his neck.

A severe pain came from his abdomen, as if a steel knife was inserted into his abdomen, stirring violently.

The intense pain delayed him for three seconds before he shouted.

Songpa looked at him with compassion and chanted the scriptures in his mouth.

The little brother who was driving heard the pain and looked at the rearview mirror. He quickly parked the car on the side of the road, turned around and asked with concern: "Brother Sheng, are you okay?"

Asheng didn't hear what he said at all. He was so painful that he even had some difficulty breathing.

Five minutes seemed as hard as five years, and suddenly, a pill was stuffed into his mouth by Songpa.

With a muffled groan, he swallowed the pills and took a rest for more than ten minutes before the severe pain gradually subsided.

The clothes all over his body were soaked, and Ah Sheng looked at Songpa again and became a little scared.

He never wanted to experience the severe pain he had just now.

"Don't deceive me again."

Songpa looked at him and said seriously.

Asheng's face was as dark as iron, and he patted the driver's seat and gasped, saying, "Drive!"

In the night, half a bright moon hangs high. At the same time, another wave of drug dealers were conducting transactions in a power plant in Tuen Mun District.

The number of people on both sides was very different. One side had more than 30 drug dealers, each with real guns and live ammunition, while the other side had only three. One of them was a thin man with eyes blindfolded and his hands tied.

"Have the money been brought?"

Dong!

A heavy suitcase was thrown to the ground. Two drug dealers stepped forward, opened the suitcase and looked at it. There were neatly packed US dollars.

The leader was a man with an ugly scar on his right cheek. He nodded, and a subordinate behind him carried a small silver code box and threw it to the two people opposite him.

Those were two tall, strong, and cold men like steel.

They wore camouflage uniforms and looked more like mercenaries, but were colder than mercenaries.

The man wearing a red beret opened the password box, and there were ten glass test tubes neatly placed inside, filled with light blue liquid, emitting a hazy light in the night sky, which was very beautiful.

"I want to inspect the goods."

The man in Beret nodded to his companion beside him and signaled to bring the thin man with his eyes covered.

Then, he took out a glass test tube, pulled out the plug, pinched the thin man's mouth, and poured the liquid in the test tube into it.

"So many people will die."

The Scarface opposite couldn't help but remind him.

Beret was unmoved, just observing the changes of the thin man.

Soon, the thin man's breathing became rapid and his eyes became blood-red. The muscles all over his body began to congestion and swell, and the whole person seemed to be expanding.

"roar!"

He suddenly broke the rope that tied his hands, and roared like a man, and punched him out.

Bang!
To be continued...