Go back to 1990 to start a business

Four bodyguards came down quickly, escorting a woman in pajamas. One of the bodyguards was carrying a leather suitcase.

This woman in pajamas looked to be in her thirties, with a pretty face and fair skin, but her lips were a little thin. When she saw Shiyun, she exclaimed in surprise: "Shiyun, you are back, why didn't you tell me in advance?" Just give me a shout so that I can pick you up."

Zang Hong was speechless, and Shiyun was so angry that he closed his eyes and refused to look at her. Xia Chuan motioned to open the box.

When the box popped open, it was filled with bags of white powder.

Xia Chuan asked: "Cuishan, what is this?"

"This is salt." Cuishan said with a matter-of-fact expression.

The young man lowered his head.

Xia Chuan said gently: "Since it's salt, I'm relieved." Then he said to the bodyguard: "Let her go, pour the salt into the toilet and flush it, and search again to see if there is any missing salt."

The four bodyguards acted separately.

The young man's cheek twitched violently, and it looked like he had been stabbed in the heart.

Cuishan breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards Shiyun with a smile on her face. However, Zang Hong unexpectedly grabbed her hair and threw her away from the wall.

Cuishan didn't even hum, she just got up silently.

Xia Chuan's eyes showed murderous intent. This kind of woman must not be allowed to stay.

Zang Hong suddenly said: "Those black people can't let this place go. You and Shiyun should stay away first."

Xia Chuan understood and pulled Shiyun into the back seat of Lincoln.

The two of them just sat and waited without saying a word.

It was not long before four bodyguards came out. One of them held two pistols, which obviously belonged to the young man and Cuishan.

Zang Hong took the pistol and said to the four people: "Get in the car and hide."

The four of them understood that Zang Hong was going to clean the house, so they quickly got into two cars and drove away.

Zang Hong turned around and looked at the young man coldly: "Do you have any last words?"

The young man was so frightened that he peed, "I have an 80-year-old mother... click."

The neck was broken.

80 years old is obviously not enough to impress Zang Hong.

Cuishan's face finally changed. She realized that she was nothing compared to others. She said in a trembling voice: "I have a three-year-old child... I'm not afraid of death, it's just for the sake of my child. Let me go. What do you want me to do?" All is OK.”

Zang Hongmu said expressionlessly: "Take off your clothes."

Cuishan's expression suddenly recovered, and she even showed a trace of a foxy smile. She quickly took off her pajamas and walked towards Zang Hong with a rippling look on her face.

Zang Hong said coldly: "You have never given birth to a child."

Click!

Cuishan's neck was broken.

Finally, gunshots were heard from the direction of the hardware store.

Zang Hong quickly wiped off the fingerprints on the two guns with his pajamas, and then held them in each hand, but only placed them next to the two of them, because the ones who fell to the ground still holding the guns were all filming movies.

Then, Youran went upstairs with the door open.

There was a messy sound of footsteps, and more than 30 people rushed in. All of them were armed with guns, and they were all tough. They were obviously gang members.

Only people from the gang would know about this place and want to rob it.

Among these people, the majority were Mexicans, but it was not obvious that they were mixed together. They were all dark.

Looking at the two corpses on the ground, I thought they had been beaten first, so the first one yelled:

"York stays behind to guard the door, while the rest go upstairs!"

Everyone rushed upstairs as if to grab gold.

The black man named York, when everyone went up, he separated Cuishan's legs...

While he was exercising, he was watching the door. He was still vigilant, so that Jing Cha wouldn't even know he was coming in.

But just when he was happy, a javelin-like figure appeared at the door, it was Zang Hong.

Of course Zang Hong jumped from the window.

If no one came, he would hide upstairs. If no one came, he would come down and make dumplings.

Before York could decide whether to shoot first or not, Zang Hong raised his hand and fired.

boom!

There is a hole between York's eyebrows.

Because he had been leaning forward, he lay directly on Cuishan's body.

Suddenly there was chaos upstairs.

Some jumped from the window, and some came down directly from the stairs.

Zang Hong stood at the door, firing volleys with both guns, firing his bow left and right, and jumping down to death. The stairs were blocked with submachine guns.

The gunshots mingled with gunfire from the hardware store.

Two Lincolns suddenly rushed over and stopped 20 meters away. Then three bodyguards jumped out and scanned the windows. No one dared to show their heads again.

Then the three of them rushed towards the wall. One leaned against the wall and turned around to clasp his hands. The second person stepped on the shoulder and turned around. The third person stepped on the second person's hand and swept the room wildly.

This set of movements is as skillful as walking on flat ground.

More than a dozen of those gangsters were dead, and half of them were still alive. They were all beaten and hiding in corners begging for mercy.

Gangsters are gangsters. Once the shooting stopped, no one resisted.

Zang Hong arrived upstairs like a ghost, and gunshots rang out again. The remaining dozen were wiped out in a matter of breaths, no matter where they were hidden in any corner.

The bodyguard in the Lincoln suddenly reached out of the window and knocked down a gangster who came for reinforcements.

Only then did the three stacked Arhat bodyguards land.

But soon after, more and more gangsters came over, and some even tried to abandon the hardware store and concentrate their superior forces to eliminate Xia Chuan first.

It seems that the one in the small building is their leader.

The bodyguard who was driving directly put into reverse gear and quickly backed away.

His mission was to ensure the safety of Xia Chuan and the other two, and leave the rest to those four people.

A group of untrained rabble, relying on their fierceness, can handle ordinary people, but they are not worthy of signal flags.

Sure enough, many of those people rushed over and died, no matter from which angle.

Not even a shadow of the four people was seen.

After more than a dozen corpses were piled up on the street, the remaining people were completely frightened. In fact, if they saw the corpses upstairs, they would have run away without fighting. They would have thought they were bringing reinforcements, but wouldn't they know that they were all dead.

The Lincoln came back.

Another car was riddled with bullet holes and the glass was shattered by gangsters. They knew there was no one in the car, so they were just venting their anger.

Five people surrounded Xia Chuan and quickly entered the small building.

Xia Chuan finally said: "Sister, I'm going to call the police. Find a room and rest first."

Shiyun nodded silently. She knew she couldn't go upstairs. There were only two bedrooms downstairs, and the rest were the kitchen, dining room, utility room, and living room.

She walked into the first bedroom and immediately turned blue.

I don't know who has lived in this place, and there is a strong smell of tobacco oil.

She exited and changed to another room. This one was not as clean as the previous one. She was so angry that she threw off the sheets and lay on the mattress with her clothes on.

Thinking about the safest place, the tidy and clean home, the childhood memories, the bed that no man had ever slept on, the beautiful nights that she had longed for, all of which she had boasted about with her little brother, were all reduced to ashes, and her tears fell silently.

My little brother can’t see it anyway, so just cry as much as you want, Shiyun covered her face.

Xia Chuan did not call Jing Fang, but called the FBI directly and told him what happened.

They said they would deal with it as soon as possible and reminded Xia Chuan not to leave. I'm afraid someone was targeting him. Under normal circumstances, it would be impossible to attack a house with such powerful firepower.

Xia Chuan said he would definitely not leave.

Of course he won't leave. It would be troublesome if someone tampered with him and stuffed him with some salt.