Young and Dangerous Movies

Everyone left the terminal and took a special passage directly to the underground parking lot.

Ma Jingtan came to pick them up personally and arranged twelve buses to be parked at the exit waiting.

"Uncle Eighteen, long time no see." The blond young man gave Ma Jingtan a big hug.

Ma Jingtan patted his back vigorously, then looked him up and down, nodded with satisfaction,

"It's been ten years. You've grown up already. Uncle Eighteen almost didn't recognize you."

The young man smiled and said, "Uncle Eighteen, you haven't aged at all, you're still as charming and elegant as ever."

Upon hearing this, Ma Jingtan teased, "You've really grown up and can speak now. The last time I saw you, you were reluctant to call me 'uncle'." After saying that, the old man next to him also greeted him and then pulled the young man to get in the car.

"This isn't the place to talk, let's go! I'll take you home first. Your aunt is waiting for you at home. She was busy all night last night and prepared your favorite food. She was afraid that you wouldn't be used to it after coming home."

"Butler Lin is coming too!"

"Okay, Master Tan!"

As they spoke, the three of them took the four girls and walked towards the bus in the middle.

The rest of the people also started to pack their luggage and get on the bus. Soon, twelve buses left the airport in an orderly manner.

Not long after getting on the highway, the blond young man spoke up, "Uncle Eighteen, the development of Hong Kong seems to be a bit exaggerated."

Ma Jingtan didn't understand what his nephew meant. "What do you mean?"

The blond-haired young man explained, "There are only a few of us on the entire highway. If it were the airport highway in New York, it would always be congested."

Upon hearing this, Ma Jingtan glanced out the window a few times, then turned around and asked his confidant, "Go check what's going on."

How could there be no cars on the airport highway? He had a vague uneasy feeling in his heart.

The confidant quickly took out his phone and made a call. After a while, he stood up and walked to Ma Jingtan's side, leaning over to report: "Boss Ma, a dump truck has overturned at the highway exit, blocking the entrance."

Ma Jingtan frowned and quickly ordered, "Ask the last car if there are any other cars behind it."

Just as he finished speaking, there was a loud "bang" in front of him, and the bus driver stepped on the brakes urgently. Ma Jingtan's confidant almost flew out of the front window due to inertia.

Ma Jingtan grabbed the handrail tightly, "Oh no! There's an ambush! Little..." Before he could finish his words, with a "bang", their bus was hit by the back of the car in front, and then it kept moving backwards, and with another "bang", it hit the car behind.

Everyone in the car felt like there was an invisible giant hand in front of them pushing all their cars backwards.

Now they didn't know they were being attacked.

After several consecutive "bang" sounds, the car finally stopped. The Hongmen people reacted quickly. At this time, a large number of people who had jumped out of the window in advance were surrounding this side.

Then he broke the window, climbed into the car, rescued Ma Jingtan and others, and protected them.

Ma Jingtan looked at the dump truck in front that was still smoking, his face gloomy.

At this moment, one of his men ran up and said, "Master, the road ahead is blocked by dump trucks."

After hearing this, the "Ghosts and Monsters" quadruplets took out weapons from somewhere. One of them held a "trident" like the Ninja Turtles, one held a Wing Chun eight-cut knife, one held a shuriken, and one held a nine-section whip. They stared at their surroundings and were ready to attack.

The men close to him also pulled out their pistols.

They were on a special plane, and the control was not that strict, so many of them came with pistols.

Just as they were about to leave here surrounded by the crowd, the sound of submachine gun fire was heard from the front and the back.

“Da da da!” “Da da da!”

The old man then shouted to everyone, "Form a formation!"

As soon as the words fell, the burly men in the crowd started to move, pulling out thick steel plates from the suitcases they were carrying.

With everyone's tacit cooperation, large steel plates were quickly assembled, and soon an iron wall was formed to surround everyone in the middle, and there was a shooting hole at the connection of each iron plate.

Ma Jingtan immediately shouted at his men, "Call for support."

Fat Tiger, wearing a dunce cap, crushed the opponent all the way with his P90, not giving him a chance to escape.

What does it mean to treat others in their own way? This is it!

If anyone dares to block him on the highway, he will definitely block them back at least once.

But after a while, he saw the big iron wall and said "Fuck" in his heart. It was the first time he saw such an experienced club, and they even brought such special equipment when going out.

Fat Tiger took out his P90 and started shooting.

"Da da da" sparks flew everywhere. After just one magazine was used up, the P90, which could easily penetrate the car, could only make some holes in the opponent's iron wall.

The other side also started to counterattack from the shooting hole at this time, and several of the assassins who were about to press forward were hit.

Fat Tiger had an idea and ordered all the assassins to disperse.

The bad thing about the death squad is that they can fight, but when faced with a situation, they won't hide first, but will rush forward.

As soon as the assassins dispersed, Fat Tiger prepared to launch unlimited firepower. He really couldn't believe how hard the opponent's turtle shell could be.

But before he could open his mouth, the monk Yan Kong who was following behind him couldn't stand it anymore, so he crushed the asphalt road with one foot, jumped up, and roared, "Look at my powerful Vajra Palm!"

With a loud "bang", a hole was punched in the iron wall before the other party could fire a shot, and the strong man behind the iron plate was directly blown away.

Fat Tiger exclaimed "Fuck!", a thousand points seemed a bit overwhelming, this palm felt more powerful than his bazooka!

Monk Yankong landed and took another step forward, flying into the hole he had punched, roaring and using all kinds of moves.

"You younger generations are just trying to hit a rock with an egg. Look at me, Luohan, who has no hands!"

"Oh!"

"Dragon Claw Hand! Bang bang bang!"

"Bo Ruo Palm! Snap, snap, snap!"

"Bang, bang, bang!" Mixed with various gunshots.

"You rats, you want to hurt me? Take my Diamond Palm again!"

"Boom boom boom..."

Three minutes later...

"If I let you rats escape, I will be laughed at by the people in the underworld!"

"Leave me alone!"

There were a few "bang bang" sounds and then there was no more movement.

Fat Tiger wondered if he had switched to the world of martial arts, otherwise how could there be a situation where people would sign up in advance for a fight.

When I peeked inside, I saw only four women and three men shivering inside the iron wall, and the rest of the people were lying on the ground, bleeding.

They have armed themselves with iron walls, and even cars will have a hard time breaking through them unless they are dismantled.

To dismantle it, the cooperation of several people was needed. However, when Monk Yankong rushed in and blasted it, the iron wall became a wall that imprisoned them. They could only watch the non-human who could dodge even bullets slaughter everyone in the scene...