Hong Kong: When the Wind Rises Again

"Tian Yangsi and the others have already rushed over to support Abu."

Big D kept talking: "I'm going to Happy Valley, Changmao is running to the hospital now, I haven't informed sister-in-law A Mei about this matter yet."

"!"

Wu Zhihui clutched the phone, his knuckles turned white, and the oncoming sea breeze blew his hair up, revealing an expressionless face.

"There is a thorny issue right now."

Big D thought for a while and let out a long breath: "The casting of the game is very interesting. The one who went to assassinate Brother Tian was Zhongxinyi's Aheng. Tianhong used to work with Aheng in Zhongxinyi, and this time Tianhong My whereabouts are not public."

He spoke hesitantly, and it seemed that the wind direction was indeed not good now: "So, there are people outside now spreading rumors that Brother Tian was assassinated this time. Is it the information Tianhong provided to Ah Heng so that they could bury the attack in advance. "

"Arrange people to assassinate Brother Tian first, and then arrange for people to show off outside. The rumors have a great influence on us. Now our brothers have begun to distance themselves from Luo Tianhong and his people."

Ren Qingtian has a special status. Although he has now retreated behind the scenes, his status is equivalent to that of an uncle, and he still has status in everyone's hearts.

With his accident and the rumors outside, the two-pronged approach has a very powerful effect. It is inevitable that these people will start to become hostile to Luo Tianhong and his people.

"Tell them all to silence themselves."

Wu Zhihui shouted into the phone: "Pass this down, if anyone engages in coaxing again, he will be the first to behead according to the rules. I will handle this matter clearly. Tianhong has no problem."

He thought for a moment: "They did a very good job. They first isolated all those who were involved in Lian Sheng, and then moved on Brother Tian. This caused instability in the morale of the army and could stop us."

"In this way, first stabilize the morale of the army and hold on to Happy Valley. I will come back as soon as possible."

Wu Zhihui hung up the phone, looked at the cargo ship riding the wind and waves on the sea, and signaled Aji to call the ship boss over.

At the current pace, it will still take several hours to wait until Xiangjiang.

"Do you have a way to run around on the sea often? Arrange a yacht for me. The speed must be fast."

"There is a way around it. If you want to call at last minute, the price will be right."

"money is not a problem."

Ah Ji took out a thick wad of banknotes from his bag and patted it in his hand: "This is your hard work fee."

"I'll make arrangements right away."

The ship boss felt that the thickness in his hand must be at least 100,000 yuan, and he immediately agreed readily.

After half an hour.

A yacht approached.

"Brother Hui."

Ye Jihuan walked out of the cabin and looked at Wu Zhihui's expression: "Is the matter in Xiangjiang serious? Do you need us to come with you?"

"no need."

Wu Zhihui waved his hand: "Keep in touch, I'll call you if you need me."

"Row."

Ye Jihuan stood on the deck and looked at the yacht speeding away. He shrugged and looked at Chen Zhihao beside him: "It seems that things are a bit big."

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In the alley.

There was silence.

Abu and his team withdrew from the car and spread out their positions against the wall. They held the micro-charge in their hands and focused their attention on the stairs upstairs.

The scene was completely silent. The interceptor He Guozheng and his team stopped making any movement after firing a bunch of bullets, and they placed Abu and his friends at the scene.

far away.

Gunshots were heard.

Abu frowned and looked at Tian Yangzhi: "Brother Tian, ​​there is a noise over there. These people are deliberately trying to harass us. We need to rush out."

Tian Yangzhi held the Wei Chong against his chest and made a gesture to Xiao Zhong, a member of the team here.

Xiao Zhong raised his hand and smashed the window glass. He pressed on the window sill and jumped over in a flash, sticking to the corner of the wall.

Tianyangzhi followed and turned in.

The two of them quickly went upstairs one after the other.

Abu stayed there with the other person, staring upstairs.

In the corridor.

Xiao Zhong walked in front with his hands pressed against the wall. The dim light illuminated the two of them, and their pace sped up a few minutes as they looked at the empty corridor.

Tian Yangzhi followed him, and as he walked, he suddenly noticed a shadow under Xiao Zhong's feet, which was cast by the light from upstairs.

He narrowed his eyes and quickly went up, grabbed his collar and pulled him back: "Be careful!"

"Da da da"

Blood mist exploded on Xiao Zhong's thigh, and gravel flew everywhere on the cement floor where he originally stood, leaving holes one after another.

Tian Yangzhi pulled him back and then rolled to the side. He kicked the shot player back hard, raised the micro punch in his hand and shot directly at the corridor.

The top of the corner of the corridor.

He Guozheng fired four shots quickly, and at the same time, the man hiding in the corner came forward with a gun and started shooting. Looking at Tian Yangzhi who immediately counterattacked after retreating, he swept the shuttle randomly and immediately turned back.

"Da da da"

Both sides fired short shots at a small range with guns, leaving holes in the wall.

"hehe."

The guy quickly pulled back against the wall and whispered into the intercom: "There's something about these guys."

"Grass!"

Tian Yangzhi hid in the corner, looking at Xiao Zhong who was leaning against the wall with a painful expression. He cursed in a low voice and said into the headset: "The two of them on the stairs, they are stuck on the stairs and can't go up. Xiao Zhong is injured."

Abu listened to the feedback from Tian Yangzhi in the headset, thought briefly, looked at the team members around him, and then looked at the window above his head: "Azhi, I'll go up from the outside, and you can go up from the stairs. "

Just a look.

The team member immediately leaned forward, raised his gun, fired a bunch of bullets at the upstairs window, and then knelt on one knee and half squatted on the ground.

Abu rushed forward and stepped on the back of the team member. The latter stood up with both hands on the ground in an effortless moment, pushing Abu up. Abu flew away and grabbed the second floor window. External hanging rod.

"Da da da"

After the team members sent Abu up, they fired at the upstairs window with their guns to provide covering fire.

After Abu went upstairs and landed, he rolled. The position where he was standing was swept by bullets. He leaned against the blind corner of the wall and raised the micro-charge in his hand to shoot outside the room.

In the room stairs.

Tian Yangzhi listened to the movement and moved forward to attack the point. Xiao Zhong, who had been shot in the thigh, stood up against the wall with difficulty, holding a gun to help Tian Yangzhi watch his back.

"Da da da"

"Da da da"

Abu and He Guozheng were shooting at each other across the corridor in two rooms. In a short period of time, the sound of gunshots in the room reached its peak.

Among the shattered debris, the two of them lost their bullets. At the same time, they took out the daggers at their waists and flew forward to fight at close range.

"Oh!"

There was a muffled sound.

Abu and He Guozheng separated and retreated.

He Guozheng wore a black mask, tightened the dagger in his hand, glanced at the gap in his arm, and stared at Abu who ducked into the room.

If he hadn't used the anti-cut glove to deflect the dagger that Abu thrust at him, it wouldn't have been as simple as a gash in his arm.

He was somewhat surprised. The baby-faced person in front of him was not at all inferior to him in skill. The cooperation of this group of people should not be underestimated and was not inferior to him.

Abu also squinted his eyes, thinking thoughtfully about He Guozheng, who was well-equipped, and moved his arms to start changing the magazine.

"Call it over, their support is coming."

He Guozheng's headset heard the voice of the team member who was waiting outside.

He stepped out with the MP5 in its magazine, and used suppressive fire with his teammates who retreated from the corridor. He pinned Abu inside and quickly disappeared along the path.

"Oh shit!"

Tian Yangzhi chased him out of the corridor and watched the car disappear on the street. He was about to get in the car and chase after him, but he was stopped by Abu: "They see that they can't eat us, so they are deliberately delaying us."

Tianyangsi and Tianyangzhi came with their team members, and the two sides met: "This group of people has strong ideas, clear tactics, and a tacit understanding that they will not lose to us. Let's withdraw first."

He helped the injured Xiao Zhong into the car, stepped on the accelerator and quickly disappeared from the street.

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Happy Valley.

"Street boy, Brother Tian's life or death is uncertain right now. We still don't know which of the two or five boys leaked the news."

"It's best not to let us find out which young man did it, otherwise we won't give him any face and he will be killed."

"Fuck, what are you talking about? We're here to help you, and you're making excuses to doubt us?!"

Ma Zi from both sides started yelling and swearing.

not far away.

Luo Tianhong leaned against the hood of the car, holding the Eight-sided Han Sword with both hands, and remained silent.

"Shut up!"

Luo Tianhong scolded him with a cold face, and Ma Zai was about to speak: "Brother Luo, they..." "I told you to shut up!" Following Luo Tianhong's scolding, the person on his side opened his mouth, but he was still honest Shut up.

"Shut up, anyone who talks anymore will get out!"

Big D drove over and yelled at the people on his side to stop barking. He walked up to Luo Tianhong and handed him a cigarette: "Tianhong, don't take it personally. They do this deliberately to disturb us. of."

"hehe."

Luo Tianhong took the cigarette, lit it and took a big sip. He raised his head and blew out a long puff of thick smoke into the sky. The streetlights shone on him, and his blue hair was extremely conspicuous: "It's okay, I understand."

"If it were me, I would be suspicious as well. After all, I used to work with Ah Heng, the guy on the streets. If he takes action against Brother Tian at this time, everyone will doubt me, Luo Tianhong."

"never mind."

Big D held a cigarette in his mouth and raised his hand to pat Luo Tianhong on the shoulder: "I have already told Brother Hui that he will be here soon."

"Ah."

Luo Tianhong chuckled, ejected the cigarette in his hand, and the half-burned cigarette drew a parabola in the air. He flicked the Eight-sided Han Sword he was holding and held it firmly with his left hand: "You can watch it here in Happy Valley. , I went to the hospital."

"Based on what I know about Ah Heng, if he hadn't killed Brother Tian, ​​he would have felt very embarrassed and would have followed Brother Tian to the hospital."

He pulled away and sat in the car: "As long as he shows up, I will definitely kill him."

Luo Tianhong started the car and shouted to his people at the scene: "Everyone listen to Big D's command."

"Ok."

Big D looked at the resolute Luo Tianhong and said nothing more. He stood there and watched him leave.

the other side.

Ah Heng returned to the car and drove to meet Watson and Ma Jun who were waiting.

"Humph."

Watson snorted coldly and looked at Ah Heng who came back: "It seems that your work efficiency is not high?"

He tapped his fingers on the table and asked: "We have arranged for people to retain all the core personnel. You can't solve the remaining crooked people? You let Ren Qingtian run away?"

"There was a slight mistake."

Ah Heng curled his lips, opened his mouth and moved his facial muscles impatiently: "Things that were originally easy to solve, who knew those bodyguards around Ren Qingtian would risk their lives to protect Ren Qingtian? damn it."

"Mistake?"

Watson lost his patience, patted the table again and questioned: "I don't think it's a mistake, it's waste!"

Ah Heng's face turned cold.

Watson looked at his expression and twitched the corner of his mouth to soften his tone: "I'm very dissatisfied with your ability to do things. Do you know that if you can't do things, I won't be able to communicate with you?" "

"Fortunately, I handled it in time and arranged for people to be released in time. It was Luo Tianhong, a young man who leaked the news to you, and Ren Qingtian would have been assassinated. Otherwise, Wan Chai would have been trampled by Luo Tianhong now!"

"There is no goal that I set out that is not successful."

Ah Heng curled his lips again: "Tell me which hospital he is in now and his location. I went to do it for him."

"If I want him, the Lord of Hell must take him in. No one can save him. It's useless to hide in the hospital."

"It better be this way."

After hearing what he said, Watson got up and walked outside: "I'll go with you. I'll make sure nothing goes wrong this time."

Ma Jun rarely spoke: "I'll go with you."

"no need."

Ah Heng followed Watson out: "No need for you, sir!"

A small pier in Sai Kung. The yacht is coming quickly.

Wu Zhihui stood on the deck with his back straight, looking expressionlessly at the dock getting closer and closer in front of him.

Soon, after the yacht stopped by the shore, Wu Zhihui and Aji got off the boat, got into the car that had been waiting on the shore, kicked the accelerator and drove out.

Wu Zhihui's tone was calm and unruffled: "Go to the hospital first and see how Brother Tian is doing."

the end.

He added: "Step on the accelerator."

Queen Mary Hospital.

The emergency room door opens.

Changmao, who was guarding outside, immediately approached him: "How's it going?"

"Good luck."

The doctor took off his mask and exhaled: "The bullet almost hit the lung, but fortunately it was deflected and saved. We will continue to observe it."

"Thank you, thank you very much."

Changmao thanked Ma Zai profusely and said, "Come here, wrap a big bag for the doctor. It must be big enough."

"Arrange a special ward for Brother Tian and arrange for the best doctors to monitor him. If there is any situation, we can confirm it at any time."

No matter when, people are divided into three levels.

The same is true in a hospital. For example, if you are hospitalized, as long as you have sufficient financial resources, a dedicated special ward, the environment does not need to be too good, and there are dedicated doctors and dedicated service staff with very enthusiastic attitudes.

downstairs.

Luo Tianhong drove here, but he did not go upstairs. The car was parked in the alley behind.

The pale light shone on him through the car window. He hugged the Eight-sided Han Sword with both hands and sat in his seat as if in trance, looking straight ahead.

Soon.

Watson drove by, and Ah Heng saw Luo Tianhong inside at a glance, and waved: "He's guarding here, so let's deal with him first."

The car circled around and stopped behind the alley. Ahen opened the door and walked out holding his scythe. The scythe in his right hand was reflected on the ground and magnified infinitely under the light.

Luo Tianhong looked at Ah Heng in the rearview mirror, opened the door and got out, holding the Eight-sided Han Sword in his left hand, standing straight on the spot, looking at him with an indifferent expression.

The eyes under the blue bangs are sharp.

"Tianhong."

Ah Heng stopped, stood three or four meters away from Luo Tianhong, and looked at him sideways: "I haven't seen you for so long, are you really going back? Are you reduced to being a bodyguard for a dead dwarf?"

"Ah."

Luo Tianhong sneered: "We haven't seen you for so long. I thought you were on the street. I didn't expect that you are now helping the police. Brother Long was shot to death by them. You are really not picky."

"You can't do much better when you help Wu Zhihui, so how can you criticize me?"

Ah Heng sneered coldly: "Besides, if you hadn't helped me give me the information, how could I have dealt with Ren Qingtian so smoothly?"

He grinned: "Why don't you just follow Wu Zhihui? What's the point of following this street guy? Come and surrender to them with me. I promise, you'll be better off than you are now."

Luo Tianhong said nothing, and the Eight-sided Han Sword took out its scabbard and pointed directly at Ah Heng opposite.

"So it seems there's nothing to talk about?"

Ah Heng raised the sickle in his hand and held it in front of him. He looked at Luo Tianhong through the sharp sickle: "Actually, I have never been very impressed by you."

"In the past when we were at Zhongxinyi, when Brother Long mentioned you, Luo Tianhong was so powerful that you could fight and do things. I, Ah Heng, could only be a supporting role beside you."

He looked up at the sky and sighed: "All the light belongs to you, Luo Tianhong. I, Ah Heng, can only stand in the shadow of your Luo Tianhong. I am very dissatisfied and have always been dissatisfied."

Ah Heng pointed the sickle directly at Luo Tianhong: "If it weren't for you and Lian Haodong, Brother Long defends you everywhere, and you, Luo Tianhong, don't even know what role you are, do you really think you are good at fighting?"

Luo Tianhong was silent, staring coldly at A Heng through the bangs hanging in front of his forehead. He stepped hard on the ground with his tight right foot, held the sword in his right hand with the tip down, and rushed towards A Heng.

Ah Heng sneered and rushed forward with a sickle in hand.

"Da da da."

The soles of the shoes made a crisp sound when they stepped on the concrete floor.

The long figures of two people reflected on the ground were quickly getting closer.

"clang!"

The sickle cuts horizontally.

The eight-sided Han sword cuts straight.

The metal collided together, making a crisp sound.

The two of them looked at each other in the air, holding weapons in their hands.

"You don't agree?"

Luo Tianhong waved the blue bangs in front of his forehead and stared at Ah Heng with sharp eyes: "Today I will show you what real light is. You only deserve to live in my shadow!"

He pushed back the hand holding the sword, opened the distance between him and Ah Heng, and held the sword with both hands instead.

Luo Tianhong made a flying dragon move, and the tip of the Han sword drew an arc in the air, like a poisonous snake spitting a message and stabbing Aheng quickly.

"clang!"

"clang!"

Ah Heng didn't take it seriously at first, but as he was hit harder, his heart sank.

Luo Tianhong's sword is too fast!

Much faster than before!

Ah Heng, who was still able to handle it at first, soon couldn't resist it. He became panicked and his defensive block could no longer keep up with Luo Tianhong's sword.

More and more wounds appeared on his arms and body.

"Oh!"

Luo Tianhong's sword blade cut along the sickle, raised his right foot and kicked Ah Heng out hard.

Ah Heng staggered back a few steps before he could stand still. The hand holding the scythe began to tremble, and the blood flowing down made his hand holding the scythe slip.

"You alone are not worthy of being my opponent."

Luo Tianhong narrowed his eyes coldly and looked at Ah Heng: "I have never regarded you as my opponent. You are not worthy."

Done.

He opened his eyes suddenly and rushed towards Ah Heng again.

Behind.

Watson was sitting in the car. Originally, he was going to watch a show to see how Ah Heng swept Luo Tianhong, but in fact, Ah Heng was beaten like a pig by Luo Tianhong.

He took out the .38 from his waist, thought for a moment and put the .38 away, then took out a big black star from the handle, pushed the magazine into the pistol and loaded it, and added a long and narrow silencer. The gun was pointed at Luo Tianhong in front.

"clang!"

Luo Tianhong slashed down with his sword, and pressed Ah Heng's head with force. Just as he was about to draw his sword and slash, his eyes saw Watson sitting in the car, with the black muzzle of the gun pointed at him.

"boom!"

Gunshots.

Luo Tianhong subconsciously turned sideways, and at the same time, he turned the sword and blocked it in front of him based on his feeling. The bullet grazed the Han Sword and shot directly on Luo Tianhong's right shoulder.

Amidst the splatter of blood, Luo Tianhong was kicked away by Ah Heng. He held the sickle and shouted at Watson: "I can defeat him without your help!"

He looked at Luo Tianhong and shook the sickle in his hand: "If it weren't for not having enough to eat, do you think I couldn't beat you, Luo Tianhong?!"

He stared at Luo Tianhong, who was bleeding from his shoulder. His confidence returned, and he rushed forward with the sickle in hand.

"Clang clang clang!"

Ah Heng's attack speed was very fast. Luo Tianhong, who was obviously a bit slower, could still easily block it, but the shot on his shoulder was not strong enough, so he was pressed back by Ah Heng.

"go to hell."

Ah Heng looked at Luo Tianhong who was forced to the side of the car. He swung the sickle in his hand and slashed directly at Luo Tianhong. After being blocked by the Han sword, he controlled the tip of the sickle to press against Luo Tianhong's neck.

His eyes widened: "Today is the day you die."

"die!"

Luo Tianhong looked at the sickle that was so close to his neck. He roared and endured the pain in his shoulder. He held the hilt of the sword in his right hand and pressed down hard. The Han sword swept across the two of them.

Luo Tianhong took advantage of the situation and changed his hands. He held the hilt of the sword behind his left hand and swung it forward, making a gash in Ah Heng's body.

Ah Heng staggered back, blood pouring out from the wound on his chest, dripping onto the cement floor and staining it dark red.

"waste!"

Watson was sitting in the car. He kept staring ahead and saw Ah Heng being cut back and firing two more shots at Luo Tianhong.

The first shot hit the car, and the second shot hit him directly in the arm.

"Don't fucking shoot!"

Ah Heng roared again, pointing the scythe at Watson: "If you fucking shoot again, I'll kill you!"

That being said.

But at this moment, the corners of Ah Heng's mouth were raised to reveal an extremely proud smile. The raised corners of his mouth were simply more difficult to suppress than the recoil of an AK rifle.

He held the sickle and pointed it at Luo Tianhong again: "Luo Tianhong, if you beg me now, I can still let you go. Follow me in the future. For the sake of being with Brother Long before, I can make you rich."

Luo Tianhong stared at Ah Heng coldly, big beads of sweat oozing out from his forehead, sliding down his forehead, and dyeing the blue bangs hanging down from his forehead together.

He moved his palms, tightened the Eight-sided Han Sword in his hand again, and pointed it directly at A Heng.

"Then go to die!"

Ahen held the sickle and rushed forward again.

Luo Tianhong's face was pale at the moment, and his body had long been unable to keep up. Under A Heng's three consecutive simple chops, he almost lost his grip on the Eight-sided Han Sword in his hand.

"Oh!"

Ah Heng struck again and at the same time raised his foot to kick Luo Tianhong out. He rolled twice and fell to the ground, and the Eight-sided Han Sword in his hand fell to the ground.

"Can you still stand up?"

Ah Heng looked down at Luo Tianhong with a sarcastic face: "If you can't stand up, then I will go up and kill Ren Qingtian!"

Luo Tianhong clenched his teeth, suppressing the sweetness in his throat, shook his head, grabbed the Eight-sided Han Sword and stood up from the ground again.

On the arms and shoulders, the wounds pierced by bullets turned the flesh outwards, and the blood stained the clothes red.

"Grass!"

Luo Tianhong roared, and rushed forward with the Eight-sided Han Sword in his hand. He held the Eight-sided Han Sword in both hands and slashed downwards, but A Heng blocked it without haste, just like an old cat playing with a mouse. Luo Tianhong got there before him. Blocked before.

"Luo Tianhong."

Ah Heng's mouth showed a proud smile: "You haven't eaten yet? Aren't you very good? Everyone says that you fight and chop vegetables and melons. How come it's different from the legend?!"

He clenched his fist with his left hand and punched the gunshot wound on Luo Tianhong's arm. He pressed his fingers on the wound and blood splattered: "You can't do it either!"

Luo Tianhong's face turned a little pale again.

"His!"

The sickle easily cut open Luo Tianhong's arm, and he raised his foot again to kick Luo Tianhong out.

"Whoop, whoop"

Luo Tianhong got up from the ground again, held the Eight-sided Han Sword and stood up, staring at Ah Heng with red eyes.

Ah Heng rushed forward again with the sickle in his hand, slashing with brute force. Looking at Luo Tianhong who was blocking with his sword, he said with a ferocious smile: "Tianhong, if you keep fighting like this, you will be exhausted to death!"

Luo Tianhong didn't speak. He struggled to hold the Eight-sided Han Sword and stood up. The veins on his neck were prominent and big beads of sweat were flowing down.

"Aren't you begging for mercy?! Are you still trying to stop me?"

Ah Heng looked at Luo Tianhong and was hysterical: "What did Wu Zhihui give you to make you so willing to sacrifice your life for him!"

Luo Tianhong flicked the sweat-stained blue bangs on his forehead, drew his sword and struck again.

"Tired of it!"

Ah Heng raised his sickle to block, and with a sweep of his right foot, he knocked the weak Luo Tianhong to the ground. He raised the sickle high and pointed it at his neck: "Go to hell!"

The sharp sickle blade was stained with blood, reflecting the cold light under the pale light, and swung it down quickly.

Just now.

There was a sharp sound of brakes.

"stop!"

The sharp scolding echoed in the alley. (End of chapter)