Hong Kong variety show: My Boss, Thirteen Sister

He raised his right hand to stop his underlings from moving.

"Give me the keys." Song Zihao poked Tan Cheng's head with the muzzle of his gun, signaling Tan Cheng to hand over his car keys.

Tan Cheng turned his head and stared at Song Zihao, a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

At this moment, Brother Ma also pulled out two submachine guns from behind him and pointed them at Tan Cheng's henchmen, signaling them to move aside.

Suppressing his murderous intent, Tan Cheng slowly took out his car keys from his pocket.

Song Zihao grabbed the keys and turned his head outwards, signaling Tan Cheng to walk out with the muzzle of his gun.

With a gun pointed at his head, Tan Cheng had no choice but to comply.

Song Zihao led Tan Cheng away, with Little Ma standing behind him, cautiously watching Tan Cheng's underlings.

As Tan Cheng passed by one of his underlings, he gave him a slight look.

The younger brother nodded slightly, then dispersed to both sides.

Song Zihao and Xiao Ma forced Tan Cheng into the car.

Little Ma sat in the back seat, pointing a gun at Tan Cheng's head, while Song Zihao drove with one hand and also pointed a gun at Tan Cheng with the other.

The three drove to Xisha Bay Wharf.

In the sky, the moon casts its silvery light, and the starlight is reflected in the water, draping the dock in a thin veil.

Song Zihao lowered the car window and cautiously looked around.

A gentle sea breeze carries the salty scent of the sea and the faint fishy smell of distant fishing boats.

It blew across the dock, brushed over the moored boats, and caused gentle ripples. A speedboat swayed on the water as if whispering.

On the dock, the dim yellow lights flickered, and shadowy figures could be seen flashing behind iron barrels and cargo boxes, with light and shadow intertwining on the dock floor.

After all, Song Zihao was a former underworld boss, and he had a keen sense of danger.

Song Zihao noticed the figures moving around the dock, turned around and pointed his gun at Tan Cheng: "I knew you bastard would do this."

Actually, when they were at the temple earlier, Song Zihao had a vague feeling that someone was watching him.

"You can't escape!" Tan Cheng said viciously.

"Get out!" Little Ma opened the car door.

Then he got out of the car, pointed the gun at Tan Cheng, and shouted again, "Come out!"

With a gun pointed at him, Tan Cheng could only get out of the car with a gloomy expression.

"Don't do anything rash!" Seeing Tan Cheng being taken hostage, the Flying Tigers gang members began to surround him, and one of them shouted loudly.

As the Flying Tigers gang members approached, Little Ma's eyes narrowed, and he pulled Tan Cheng in front of him to shield him, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.

A murderous glint flashed in his eyes. Holding a submachine gun, he aimed at his henchmen in front of him and pulled the trigger.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"Uh!"

"what!"

.........

Submachine gun bullets poured out, and several henchmen who were walking in front and surrounding them fell to the ground, emitting dying screams.

The others were terrified when they saw Little Ma open fire, and they all began to look for cover to take refuge.

"Come here!" Little Ma shouted fiercely, pulling Tan Cheng behind a scaffold.

Tan Cheng's body was shaken, a hint of ferocity flashed across his face, yet he was helpless.

Little Ma dares to gamble on his bombs, but he doesn't dare to gamble on Little Ma's bullets.

They dared not make any rash moves when they saw other people.

Little Ma and Song Zihao escorted Tan Cheng towards the speedboat by the sea.

As he walked, he kept a vigilant eye on his surroundings.

"Brother Hao, get on the boat!" The three of them arrived at the speedboat without any major incident. Brother Ma jumped onto the boat, checked it over, and found that there were no problems. He then spoke to Song Zihao.

Once on board, Brother Ma finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Zihao held Tan Cheng hostage with his other hand, glancing at Xiao Ma on the speedboat with a complicated expression.

The waves crashed against the shore, like the whispers of the sea, as if urging the two to leave quickly.

Chapter 129 Bringing the Little Horse Back

"You go first!" The dock lights swayed, and Song Zihao's shadow flickered on the wooden planks as he spoke in a deep voice to Xiao Ma.

Little Ma stopped abruptly.

She struggled to lift her head and look at Song Zihao, her reddened eyes staring at him, and said in disbelief, "Didn't we agree to go together?"

"I still have some things to do!" Song Zihao knew that if he left, Song Zijie would never be able to hold his head high again.

"Brother Hao, take him onto the boat!" Little Ma thought Song Zihao wanted to stay behind alone to kill Tan Cheng, so he said with a hint of ruthlessness.

Song Zihao gently shook his head: "You go first, I'll meet up with you!"

Little Ma lowered his head, sensing a bad premonition from Song Zihao's tone.

"Little Ma, hurry up and set sail!" Seeing that Little Ma was not moving, and Tan Cheng's underlings had begun to approach, Song Zihao couldn't help but urge him on.

Little Ma stared intently at Song Zihao, his voice trembling slightly: "Okay, I'll wait for you."

The two looked at each other, and the moonlight reflected in the sea shone on their faces, radiating a mysterious glow.

Turning his head, Brother Ma started the speedboat's engine and steered it towards the depths of the sea.

The speedboat sliced ​​through the calm sea, creating ripples and leaving only the roar of its engine.

Little Ma pulled the control lever with all his might, but his eyes kept glancing behind him.

"Can you let me go now?" After Little Ma left, Tan Cheng spoke calmly, gesturing for Song Zihao to release him.

Song Zihao remained unmoved by Tan Cheng's words, his gaze becoming increasingly sharp, and his grip on the gun handle tightening.

Just as Song Zihao was about to make his move.

The sound of wheels rubbing against the ground could be heard.

Zhi! ! !

A car drove straight toward the center of the dock, and after it stopped, a person got out.

"Why is he here?" Officer Mo, who was watching from a distance, asked the person next to him with narrowed eyes.

"I don't know!" A police officer next to him also looked puzzled.

"Notify everyone not to act rashly," Officer Mo instructed helplessly.

After finding the documents in Officer Mo's office at the police station and seeing the intelligence inside, Song Zijie immediately drove there.

Song Zijie got out of the car without any warning, his eyes only seeing Song Zihao holding Tan Cheng hostage.

As soon as he got out of the car, Tan Cheng's men opened fire, pinning him to the spot and preventing him from moving.

With more than a dozen guns pointed at him, Song Zijie had no choice but to raise his hands and give up resisting.

"Come here!" A member of the Flying Tigers gang grabbed Song Zijie, pulled him to his side, and pressed a gun against his head as well.

When Song Zihao saw Song Zijie being held hostage, his heart sank. This was troublesome.

He never expected that even after listening to Jiang Lai, Song Zijie would still find him here.

"Don't do anything rash!" Seeing that Song Zijie was being held hostage, Song Zihao had no choice but to stop attacking Tan Cheng.

"One for one," shouted a member of the Flying Tigers gang, signaling for the two sides to exchange hostages.

Song Zihao gripped the gun handle, sighed inwardly, grabbed Tan Cheng's clothes, and whispered, "Let's go!"

The Flying Tigers gang members also pressed gun barrels against Song Zijie's back, forcing him to walk forward.

Both sides walked slowly, the atmosphere heavy.

Song Zijie moved toward Song Zihao, still staring at him, and said in a low voice, "I won't let you go."

"I know!" The slightly trembling voice contained a mixture of helplessness and acceptance.

As Song Zijie and Tan Cheng brushed past each other, they exchanged a glance.

As their figures crossed paths, Song Zijie's eyes sharpened, and to everyone's astonishment, he flipped over and grabbed Tan Cheng by the neck.

Song Zijie attempted to kidnap Tan Cheng again, but the Flying Tigers' henchmen opened fire on him the moment they saw him make a move.

boom!boom!

"what....."

A bullet struck Song Zijie directly in the arm, causing him to cry out in pain.

The arm that was holding Tan Cheng loosened, and his body leaned back.

"Boss!" Upon seeing Tan Cheng escape, the Flying Tigers' underlings immediately rushed forward to protect him, while simultaneously firing at Song Zihao and Song Zijie.

Song Zihao also pulled the trigger the moment he realized what was happening, and bullets from the two submachine guns poured out like water.

"Action!" Officer Mo gave the order directly into his earpiece as he saw the two sides open fire.

Upon hearing Officer Mo's order, all the officers began to surround the Flying Tigers and Song Zihao and his group.

"Mr. Jiang, the police have intervened." In a corner of the dock, Scorpion, hidden in the shadows, observed the police's actions and asked Jiang for instructions.

Jiang Lai leaned back on the sofa, his hand holding the wine glass suddenly stopping!

Haven't they left yet?

Jiang Lai looked thoughtful, muttering to himself.

"Can we just take Mark with us?" Jiang Lai asked casually.

Jiang Lai had already decided to give up on Song Zihao and Song Zijie.

He wanted to change the plot, but he couldn't.