Rebirth of Hong Kong Variety Show

Chapter 295 Street Fighting: Peak Showdown

Entrance to the industrial park.

The convoy of black cars drove into the park along the tree-lined road of the park, and stopped near the entrance.

Ji Bu opened the door and got out of the car, leaned on the body of the car to take out a cigarette and lit it, looking at the outlines of factories in the industrial park under the night with flickering eyes, his eyes were deep.

"Ah."

Luo Tianhong followed, holding the Eight-faced Han Sword in both hands, and glanced at the driveway where there were almost no cars:

"It seems that they have been waiting for a long time, just waiting for us to come."

At this point, the industrial park should be very busy, with large trucks coming in and out everywhere, but it is unusually quiet at the moment.

"Um"

Ji Bu nodded, and waved his hands behind him. Out of the six cars sitting behind, three cars drove in first. After entering the park, they dispersed quickly and drove towards the destination Yuanhong Precision.

After waiting for a few minutes.

Two silver cars drove over and stopped beside Ji Bu and the others.

"Ji Sheng!"

Chen Guozhong opened the car door and walked down. He first glanced at the three cars parked by the side of the road, took out a cigarette and lit it:
"I have arrived."

"tsk"

Ji Bu had expected something long ago, but when he saw Chen Guozhong and himself in a team of only four people, he couldn't help biting his tongue and grinning:

"Chen Sir, you are really confident enough. There are only four of you. You come to catch Wang Bao? Do you look down on Wang Bao?"

"Smiled."

Chen Guozhong looked at Ji Bu's playful smile and shrugged his shoulders: "Something has happened, it would be good to have three people with me."

"What happened tonight seems to be mainly up to you."

His eyes fell on Ji Bu, his tone sank, and he said very sincerely, "Please!"

"Let's go."

Ji Bu raised his hand to look at his wrist, and pointed at the Yuanhong Precision Park building in front of him: "Then you guys just stay outside, and when we're done inside, you can bring someone in to finish it off."

"Just you?"

Chen Guozhong was taken aback when he heard the words, and looked at the crowd in disbelief: "Wang Bao and the others must have ammunition in their hands, you guys"

"Why do they have guns?"

Ji Bu snorted irrefutably, turned around and walked into the car: "They have guns, so do we!"

As several people got into the car, the convoy drove in quickly.

"Ok."

Chen Guozhong looked at the convoy that had already driven in, dropped the cigarette butt in his hand, got into the car and followed.

rear.

In the bushes of the green belt, a figure flashed out, looked at the convoys driving in one after the other, picked up the intercom and quickly reported inside:

"Come in, come in, everyone is coming in."

After the convoy entered the park, Chen Guozhong didn't follow, but followed Ji Bu's instructions and guarded the gate of Yuanhong Precision separately. Four police officers guarded the two gates, one left and one right.

In Yuanhong Precision's factory building in the industrial park, Ji Bu and his team stopped, looked at the brightly lit rows of factory buildings in front of them, and strode forward.

Luo Tianhong followed behind Ji Bu with the Eight-faced Han sword in his arms.

"Aji."

Ji Bu glanced at A Ji who got out of the car and was dressed in white: "You keep an eye on Chen Guozhong, don't let him die."

"Ah."

A Ji responded, put his hands in his pockets and left the big team.

A group of people quickly walked in.

Ji Bu and Luo Tianhong walked in front, followed by a team of ten security guards, lined up one by one in a scattered order.

The quality of this group of security guards is really good, each of them is tall and burly, with a big windbreaker and black tactical boots that come standard with each other, and they follow behind the two of them at a uniform pace, with a lot of momentum.

Soon.

The busy warehouse in front appeared in front of everyone, and a group of young horses were busy unloading goods from the trucks, each with large boxes.

Seeing them coming, this group of people didn't pause at all, they were busy on their own.

next to.

Wang Bao, who was wearing a suit, led the team out from the side. The two teams stood at a distance and stopped.

"Yo"

Wang Bao sneered, and glanced at the people on Ji Bu's side: "I've been waiting for you here for a long time, but I didn't expect you to really dare to come. If you dare to come, it's fine, just bring a dozen people, why, look down on me, Wang Bao what?"

"What happened to the ten people?"

Ji Bu frowned slightly, took out a cigarette and lit it, and replied irrefutably: "Ten people, one is enough to solve you."

"What a big breath!"

Wang Bao sneered, dismissively, pointed at the crowd behind him who were busy unloading:

"Come on, my goods are here, take them away if you have the ability."

"Okay."

Ji Bu nodded, squinted his eyes and took a sip of the cigarette, the cigarette butt flickered in the dark night: "Don't worry, I'm here today, I want not only your goods, but also your people!"

"Why?"

Wang Bo squinted at Ji Bu: "With your dozen or so people? With Chen Guozhong waiting outside? Four policemen came to the industrial park in the middle of the night. There are so many trucks. It's cheap to kill them all!"

Speaking of it.

His tone changed accordingly: "I don't think it's better than this, you help Chen Guozhong and the others against me, why don't we cooperate, I will open up your brother Ali's Mexico channel, you can integrate the Hong Kong Island market, and we will become bigger and stronger .”

"I'm more interested in you than this."

Ji Bu grinned, and licked his dry lips with his tongue: "Anyway, Brother Bao is also a well-known character in the Tao, killing you, it's very powerful to say it!"

"Hem home shovel!"

Wang Bao's face immediately turned down when he heard the words: "What does it have to do with you that I am a white powder? You are no longer a policeman or an undercover agent. Why do you want to be my enemy with Chen Guozhong?!"

"Free!"

Ji Bu exhaled a puff of smoke, raised his hand and threw the finished cigarette on the ground, raised his foot to step on it, and crushed it heavily.

"have a finger in the pie!"

Wang Bao stared at Ji Bu and his party in front of him, and waved his big hand.

immediately.

A large group of people suddenly appeared around the factory building, and they were surrounded in the middle in an instant.

"I'll give you another chance to reorganize the language!"

Wang Bao raised his hand and tugged at the hem of his suit, and looked at his group of boys with high spirits:
"My Wang Bao has a lot of people and money, and I'm waiting for you. If you don't cooperate, then don't leave today."

Under Wang Bao's watchful eyes, a group of young horses tightened their machetes and stared at them one by one. As long as Wang Bao gave an order, they would immediately rush up and cut down the group of people.

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The gate of Yuanhong Precision Park.

Chen Guozhong sat in the car with his subordinates, rolled down the window, took out a cigarette, lit it, and looked into the park.

"Sir Chen."

The man took a sip of his cigarette and looked at the co-pilot Chen Guozhong: "Do you think they can do it?"

"Sure!"

Chen Guozhong didn't know whether he had confidence in Ji Bu or felt that this matter could only be successful, so he gritted his teeth and said:
"No matter what, I will definitely grab Wang Bao with my own hands. If you grab him first, he will have nowhere to run."

"Ah."

The man nodded upon hearing the words, stopped talking and smoked, waiting for the signal from inside.

rear.

In a 24-hour 7-11 convenience store, Ma Jun, dressed in a black leather jacket, sat on the table, chomping at the bucket of noodles in front of him, with a spoon forked into his mouth.

"call"

He picked up the instant noodle bucket and took a sip of the instant noodle soup, then pressed his hands on the table and let out a soothing breath.

"Get rid of Chen Guozhong."

Sitting next to him, Ma Zai nuzui gestured to the car parked over there, and reached out to pat the bulging black canvas bag in front of him:
"Get rid of him, I'll give you the money, and everyone will settle."

left hand.

The big black star was clenched tightly in his hand to prevent Ma Jun from playing tricks.

"Money is good!"

Ma Jun glanced at Ma Zai blankly, and stood up against the table: "If you miss a word, I will chop off your hand!"

Done.

He stepped out, walked quickly towards the silver car, pulled out a dagger from his pocket with his right hand, stared at the silver car in front of him, and quickened his pace gradually.

in the car.

The guy was sitting in the driver's seat smoking a cigarette, looking into the park from time to time, and suddenly noticed the rearview mirror from the corner of his eye.

in the rearview mirror.

A horse army dressed in black is coming at a fast pace.

"Chen Sir!"

The guy blinked his eyes, and after seeing the person coming, he subconsciously opened the door with his left hand, and stretched his right hand towards the on his waist:

"Ma Jun, Ma Jun is here!"

"Ma Jun?!"

Chen Guozhong's eyelids twitched when he heard the words, and he looked back.

"Da da da"

Looking at the open car door, Ma Jun quickened his pace and rushed up, grabbing the half-open car door and slamming it hard before the man got out of the car.

The guy who had just got out of half his body was stuck on the door by the car door, and the he had just pulled out fell to the ground in pain.

"Pfft!"

Ma Jun had sharp eyes and quick hands, and the dagger in his hand directly slashed across the neck of the guy who was clamped on the car door.

A line of blood shot.

The buddy didn't even have a chance to speak, he stared and fell limp to the ground.

co-pilot.

Opening the door, Chen Guozhong held a . in his hand. The guy who had just walked around to the front of the car and looked at the guy's neck spraying blood, let out a low growl and quickly pulled the trigger.

"boom!"

The . muzzle was sprayed with flames, but was dodged by Ma Jun. He jumped up with his feet on the ground, stepped on the hood, jumped up, turned over in the smoke that had not yet dissipated, and directly grabbed Chen Guozhong's hand , grabbed his hand holding the gun and raised it to the sky.

"Boom!"

was pulled one after another, but they all hit the sky.

Ma Jun held Chen Guozhong's gun-holding hand with his left hand, and swung the dagger in his right hand from side to side, cutting bloody mouths on Chen Guozhong's chest.

"Puff puff!"

The sharp blade cut through the flesh on Chen Guozhong's chest in an instant, leaving a series of flesh-and-flesh wounds. With the continuous drawing of the knife, Chen Guozhong retreated unsteadily, and was finally pushed onto the car door by Ma Jun.

feet.

Scarlet blood flowed down, staining the cement floor dark red, and the in his hand fell to the ground due to loss of strength.

"Ho ho."

Chen Guozhong's mouth and nose were bleeding, he looked at Ma Jun in front of him, and gritted his teeth: "The family shovels Ma Jun, you should die!"

talking.

He bent down with difficulty, and reached out to pick up the . that fell on the ground.

"Ah!"

Ma Jun stood there looking at Chen Guozhong who was bending over to pick up the gun, and sneered just looking at him, the dagger in his hand was dripping with blood.

"Ho ho."

Chen Guozhong struggled to pick up the gun on the ground, coughing up blood from his throat, and clutched the . tremblingly.

"Oh!"

Ma Jun suddenly raised his foot and kicked away the . that Chen Guozhong had picked up, and stomped Chen Guozhong down on the hood.

Point spins from the air.

"You can't even hold a gun, and you still want to kill me?!"

Ma Jun stared at Chen Guozhong with wide-eyed eyes, and the dagger in his right hand suddenly stabbed directly into Chen Guozhong's chest.

Chen Guozhong trembled and fell on the hood of the car, the blood under his body dripped down the hood.

"Bah."

hit the ground and was soaked in blood.

"Humph!"

Ma Jun discarded the dagger, shook his hand without looking at it, turned around and walked towards the 7-11 convenience store behind.

He casually took a bottle of mineral water from the container to wash off the blood on his hands, and then reached out to take the black money bag in Ma Boy's hand.

Ma Zai witnessed the whole process, and when he saw Ma Jun again, his eyes flickered a little more.

After Ma Jun glanced at the banknotes inside to confirm that they were correct, he coldly glanced at Ma Zai, who had a strange expression, and then left with the money bag.

Out of the convenience store.

Ma Jun looked around, walked out with a purse in his hand, walked along the road for a certain distance, and entered the alley next to the corner.

alley.

White lights lined up along the alley, making the whole alley bright and pale.

Ma Jun walked in steadily with the money bag in his left hand, and the light reflected Ma Jun's figure on the ground, elongating it.

As he was walking, Ma Jun frowned suddenly, looking at the alley, he still kept walking.

The end of the alley.

A Ji came out from the corner at the end of the alley, twirling a short knife in his hand.

When he came out, he stopped directly in the middle of the alley, with his legs spread out and his back standing erect, squinting at the oncoming Ma Jun.

Aji, who is dressed in white clothes, white trousers and small white shoes, and with white hair, is immersed in the white light.

A white halo enveloped his body, making it impossible to see his face clearly.

Ma Jun saw A Ji standing in front of him, stared at him, kept walking, and continued to move forward steadily.

Aji stood there with his back straight, motionless, watching the horse army approaching non-stop, and weighed the dagger in his hand.

The sharp, long and narrow short knife has a sharp blade, reflecting the cold light under the light, making it extremely conspicuous.

Ma Jun looked at A Ji coldly, then stretched out his hand and pulled out the telescopic swinging stick pinned to his waist. With a light shake, the steel swinging stick stretched.

The swing stick was against the wall of the alley, and as Ma Jun walked, the swing stick rubbed against the wall making a harsh sound, kept moving forward and then stopped in the middle of the alley.

The two looked at each other.

"You want to die?!"

Ma Jun stood where he was, staring at A Ji coldly: "You were lucky last time, do you really think you can beat me?!"

"Ah!"

The corner of A Ji's mouth twitched slightly, he narrowed his eyes as he stared at Ma Jun, his right hand holding the knife lightly shook, and the short knife was thrown from the air.

He hit the ground with his right foot, jumped out from the spot, caught the dagger in the air, and rushed towards the horse army with his hand behind his back.

Ma Jun yelled, dropped the purse in his hand, and rushed forward with the stick in his right hand.

"Da da da"

The soles of the two people trampled on the hard concrete floor, making crisp footsteps.

A Ji held a knife and slashed head-on, and he slashed straight at Ma Jun's head at a very fast speed. Ma Jun's reaction speed was also not weak, and he swung his stick in his hand to block directly.

"clang!"

"clang!"

The short knife slashed on the steel swinging stick, and the metal sound of the collision was endless.

After a few short slashes, the two stepped back and opened a distance, staring at each other.

"Come again!"

Ma Jun let out a loud shout, and took the initiative to shoot towards A Ji with a stick in his hand, and went straight to A Ji's head.

A Ji stood where he was, holding the short knife point inward, squinting at the horse army who was rushing forward, and slashing with the knife.

"Clang clang!"

Amidst the rough chopping sound, the rhythm of the two became faster and faster, one slash and one slash, one slash and one block, and the two of them who shot with all their strength became faster and faster. Under the collision of metals, sparks splashed from time to time.

"Beep!"

With a dull sound, the two of them stepped back again.

There was an extra wound on Ma Jun's arm, and blood spread from the cut wound.

"Grass!"

Ma Jun spat at the side, tightened the swing stick in his hand, tapped his feet to the ground and hooked his hands at A Ji.

"Humph!"

A Ji snorted coldly, and walked forward again with a dagger in his hand. With his feet pointing to the ground, the whole person accelerated and ran, then jumped up from the air, turned around and slashed down with the dagger horizontally.

"clang!"

Ma Jun held a swinging stick to block, and the two men fought secretly with each other's strength.

"How much did Ji Bu give you?!"

Ma Jun held the stick with both hands and pressed the short knife and pushed towards A Ji:

"I, Ma Jun, will give you double. You were just a fucking rotten boy before. Why should you work hard for them and the police?!"

"Ah!"

The corner of A Ji's mouth twitched, revealing a contemptuous smile, the tip of the knife stabbed forward and then hooked back towards Gui.

"Damn!"

Ma Jun let out a loud cry, and with a flick of his stick, he hit A Ji's arm with great force. He forcibly blocked A Li's hand holding the knife, and then threw his stick at A Ji's hand holding the knife continuously, suppressing him to take out the knife. .

"Boom bang."

In the dull voice, A Ji raised his hand and waved the knife twice but was smashed down by Ma Jun's swinging stick. He gave a light drink, his right wrist shook, and the short knife in his hand spun around in the air and fell into his left hand. hand, and the tip of the knife stabbed forward into Ma Jun's arm.

"Oh!"

A Ji followed suit with his right hand, grabbed Ma Jun's arm suddenly and bent his elbow back hard, pushing Ma Jun to move backward.

"Da da da."

The sound of hurried footsteps echoed in the alley.

"Pfft."

Ma Jun's arm collided with the blade of the short knife, and was cut apart abruptly by the sharp blade, revealing the bone.

"Oh!"

A Ji pushed Ma Jun against the wall, staring coldly at Ma Jun who was sweating profusely on his forehead.

Ma Jun's left arm was bleeding profusely at this moment, and a large amount of blood gushed out, converging into lines and dripping on the ground.

"you lose!"

Aji squinted at Ma Jun.

"Hem home shovel!"

Ma Jun's face turned red, and the veins on his forehead covered in cold sweat stood out, and he roared in a low voice:
"I just want to take my money and go, I'm going, what's wrong with me, what's wrong with me!"

His breathing became more and more rapid, and the whole person roared in a low voice: "I didn't lose!"

in a roar.

Ma Jun endured the severe pain and pressed his left hand back to hold the short knife. He slammed his head on A Ji's head and smashed him away. At the same time, he raised his foot and kicked A Ji to the ground.

The stick clenched in his right hand hit A Ji on the head, forcing A Ji to let go of the dagger in his hand.

Who knew that Aji didn't hide at all.

"Come the knife!"

With a loud shout, A Ji jumped up like a carp, tilted his head to the side, and resisted the blow with his shoulders.

The right hand suddenly reached out to the handle of the short knife held by Ma Jun's left arm, grabbed the handle and pulled hard, the blade cut through Ma Jun's arm muscles and dragged the short knife back.

"Pfft!"

A muffled sound.

The swing stick in Ma Jun's hand stopped in the air, his eyes widened and his mouth opened. He looked at A Ji who was hiding in front of him in disbelief, and looked down at the short knife blade piercing his abdomen.

"you you."

Ma Jun muttered in his mouth, gritted his teeth and gathered his last breath of strength, and slammed the tip of the stick towards A Ji's throat.

"boom!"

A Ji leaned back, raised his feet on the ground with his hands on the ground, and kicked on the handle of the knife.

"Pfft!"

The dagger completely sank into Ma Jun's abdomen, and Ma Jun staggered back under the strain, his knees softened and he knelt down on the ground, holding a stick in his hand on the ground to force himself not to fall down.

A Ji stood up and stood behind Ma Jun. The light on the wall shone on him, reflecting the shadows of the two on the ground.

One high and one low.

Decide the outcome!
(End of this chapter)