Domination of the Heavens: Starting from Hong Kong Variety Show

The two men fired at each other, with flashes of gunfire and splashes of gunfire.

Bang bang bang bang bang...

"Ah..." Guohua was hit in the thigh and his body tilted and he rolled down the stairs.

Gandhi gritted his teeth and pressed his hand on the bleeding bullet hole in his shoulder.

The black man had been hiding by the stairs. When Gandhi and Guohua were shooting at each other, he hid.

Guohua just rolled down from the ladder. The black man knew that Gandhi must have run out of bullets, so now was a good opportunity to take action.

"Go to hell!" The black man rushed out of the corridor with guns in both hands, catching Gandhi off guard.

Gandhi looked at the black man who suddenly appeared and reflexively prepared to shoot, but when he pulled the trigger, there was no bullet in the gun.

Just when Gandhi thought he was going to die, the body of his wife in front of him suddenly sat up.

"husband……"

Gandhi's wife suddenly came back to life, which scared Gandhi and also scared the black man opposite.

The black man got nervous and the gun in his hand suddenly went off, and half of the magazine of bullets was fired at Gandhi's wife.

bang bang bang...

Gandhi's wife, who already had many holes in her body, became a sieve.

"Wife!" Gandhi was filled with grief and anger when he saw his wife being shot like this.

I don’t know what was wrong with Gandhi’s wife. She was clearly dying, but suddenly she had a last burst of consciousness and saved Gandhi’s life.

"Hubby, I'm sorry... cough cough cough..."

Gandhi's wife vomited blood and spoke out what was in her heart.

Gandhi no longer cares about these things now. Between life and death, his wife's cheating seems to be nothing.

He found that his wife still loved him, after all, she had just blocked a bullet for him.

The black man on the opposite side panicked when he saw that he failed to kill Gandhi, and quickly pulled the trigger in his hand.

But his gun was now out of bullets.

He touched his body and remembered that he did not bring any extra bullets this time.

"Fuck!" the black man cursed, his eyes rolling in his sockets, searching intently to see if there was anything he could use.

Finally, we found a fire extinguisher box in the corridor. Inside the glass core of the box, there was a solid red fire axe.

Seeing the fire axe, the black man immediately turned around to get it, and used the empty gun in his hand to break the glass.

boom!

The glass was broken into pieces all over the floor. Gandhi grabbed the fire axe with all his strength and took it out. Because he moved too hastily, his hands were scratched by the irregular glass fragments, leaving several bloody marks.

But the black man didn't care about that now. He just wanted to chop off Gandhi's head with the fire axe in his hand before the police arrived.

Now that things have come to this point, there is no room for turning back. The only way out is to get rid of Gandhi.

Just as the black man was about to swing the axe to kill Gandhi, he felt a sudden itch on his foot, followed by a sharp pain.

"Hiss..." Looking at the bloody hole on his foot, he knew he had been shot, but when did this happen?

It looked like he had just been shot, but there was no sound of gunfire...

Guohua was shot and rolled under the stairs. Gandhi’s gun was out of bullets... Is there anyone else?

Thinking of this, the black man's face turned pale and he turned around to search the corridor, but the corridor was empty.

But the gunshot wound on the instep could not be faked. After thinking for a while, the black man dropped the fire axe in his hand and prepared to escape first.

So the black man endured the gunshot wound on his foot and walked downstairs.

After walking a few steps, he bumped into Guohua who was climbing up with great effort.

Guohua, who had already fallen into madness, saw the black man and asked anxiously: "Black man, is Gandhi dead?"

The black man thought there were other people here, so he didn't answer Guohua, but walked downstairs quickly.

"Say something, fuck!" Guohua was very anxious. Seeing the black man not saying anything, he even wanted to shoot him.

Just when he was about to take action, a shrill siren suddenly sounded in his ears.

Drop~woo~~Drop~woo~~Drop~woo~~

"Fuck! The cops are coming!" Hearing the familiar sound of sirens, Guohua could only temporarily avoid the attack, put away his gun, and followed the black man downstairs.

Seeing that everyone had left, Tian Yangsheng put away the sounder in his hand. He was the one who made the siren sound.

After all, the police in Hong Kong Island are not so efficient and cannot arrive at the scene efficiently.

Tian Yangyi put away the pistol with a silencer. It was obvious that the bullet hole that appeared inexplicably on the black man's foot was caused by him.

"Done, we can go now." Tian Yangyi put away the gun and said to Tian Yangsheng.

Tian Yangsheng took a curious look at the situation downstairs and said curiously: "Ayi, what do you think Zhang Xian is going to do this time?"

Tian Yangyi rubbed his wrist. He had just fired a gun while hanging upside down, and his hand was very uncomfortable.

"Brother Xian has always done things this way. I can't figure it out. I've stopped guessing..."

Tian Yangsheng was very unhappy when he heard his younger brother being so convinced of Zhang Xian.

"Tsk, what's so hard to guess? It's just some shameful conspiracy..."

Tian Yangyi smiled but said nothing.

The two brothers left here the same way they came.

Guohua and the black man came downstairs and didn't see the police, but they still left with their men.

When Gandhi's men saw that the enemy had left, they immediately went upstairs to check on Gandhi.

At this time, Gandhi was sitting in the living room of his house. On the sofa opposite him was the body of his wife.

Gandhi's gaze was not on his wife's body, but looking up at the wedding photo in the living room.

That was the photo they took more than ten years ago. More than ten years ago, he was not this middle-aged man with thinning hair and a fat body.

His wife is not a middle-aged woman with ugly looks.

"Guohua, nigger, I must kill you!" The nigger said to himself, declaring his determination.

Just when Gandhi was preparing to take revenge with his men.

A little brother with wounds all over his body pushed the door open and said, "Boss, the police are here. Many of our brothers have been arrested. They are coming up..."

"Boss, let's go. It'll be a disaster if we get caught by the cops."

The younger brother came up to drag Gandhi, and found that the younger brother in front of him was a little unfamiliar, but considering the other party's loyalty, Gandhi stood up and prepared to leave.

Before leaving, Gandhi prepared to take some things from his home safe, including cash and guns.

However, his younger brother seemed particularly anxious. He glanced at the window and urged Gandhi, "Boss, hurry up. The police are coming."

Upon hearing this, Gandhi gave up his plan to open the safe and left the house with his younger brother, locking the door before leaving.

Just after Gandhi and his younger brother left, a team that looked like decoration workers entered Gandhi's house. Before entering the house, they even put on shoe covers.

"Hurry up, open the safe within five minutes... Search the room for anything valuable..."

In the corridor, the younger brother took Gandhi to the rooftop. When they got there, he opened the ventilation duct: "Boss, the police have surrounded the entrance and exit. We can only go through the duct..."