Did the green-headed clam escape?
Chen Rou spoke Cantonese, which Hank and Ram didn't understand, and they didn't do anything about it.
Song Yuanchao was the most anxious and turned to run away.
Today he finally experienced the methods of the Kowloon boss, and he cared about Nie Zhao more than anyone else.
Therefore, he didn't want Nie Zhao to have any accidents or mishaps, and he absolutely couldn't let Gui Tou Rong escape today.
But just as he was about to chase after him, Liang Lisheng stomped on his foot and snorted loudly.
In the blink of an eye, Song Yuanchao came to a halt.
He suddenly realized that Chen Rou's words were a lie, meant for Gui Tou Rong to hear.
Liang Lisheng gestured to stop the bodyguards, then said in a harsh voice, "So what if they ran away? Ah Yao is really something..."
He had already seen Chen Rou, because she was standing on the cement fence by the roadside.
He had only spoken half of his sentence when, in the dim light, a bluish-gray shadow suddenly leaped up and pounced on Chen Rou. At the same time, he started running, and Chen Rou also leaped out, falling backwards onto the storage cabinet, with Gui Tou Rong following closely behind.
As Chen Rou fell, she fired, the bullets darting about like fiery dragons.
Gui Tou Rong was originally trying to capture her, and should have died from a bullet wound to the head, but he didn't.
Because his feet were still hooked on the railing, he turned around repeatedly with both feet hooked on the railing the moment he realized that Chen Rou was about to fire.
Bullets clattered against the concrete railings, but Gui Tou Rong, more agile than a cobra, dodged them all.
There were still four bodyguards. Liang Lisheng was the fastest. He grabbed Gui Tou Rong's foot and yanked him back, yelling, "Damn it, I'll kill you, you bastard!"
Ram still had his dagger, and he stabbed at Gui Tou Rong's other leg with a steady, accurate, and ruthless thrust, while Song Yuanchao raised his gun and aimed at his head.
But this was Ram's first time experiencing this. He stabbed Gui Tou Rong in the calf, which is muscle and should be the easiest spot to stab. However, he was a bit too hasty and didn't use his strength accurately. Furthermore, Gui Tou Rong's leg muscles were incredibly hard, almost like rocks. So when Ram stabbed him, Gui Tou Rong actually slid his dagger away.
What Liang Lisheng witnessed was the supple body of someone who had dislocated himself since childhood and stretched to the extreme. The moment Liang grabbed Gui Tou Rong's leg, Gui Tou Rong dislocated himself, from his ankle to his knee and then his entire thigh.
His leg was dislocated piece by piece, and Liang Lisheng's attention was entirely focused on it.
Ram was stabbing his other leg, and when that failed, he stabbed again. Song Yuanchao only aimed at the head and decisively pulled the trigger.
But it was a bit embarrassing to say that three of them were fighting one, because the leg that Ram hadn't stabbed kicked Liang Lisheng's nose like a spring, and just as Song Yuanchao fired, a floral shirt came flying at him.
The floral shirt fell to the ground, and they watched helplessly as Gui Tou Rong tumbled towards the storage container.
The storage containers are all independent, with a spacing of about 2.5 meters between them. Gui Tou Rong jumped not from the one Chen Rou was already on, but from the one next to him.
Chen Rou raised her gun and aimed, but for someone whose body is not that of an ordinary person, a normal person cannot predict his next move, so she estimated based on his strength, thinking that he would land on the storage cabinet, and fired based on this judgment.
But Gui Tou Rong did not. As he jumped, he retracted his other leg and fell to the ground.
Nie Yao didn't know why he was joining in the fun. Seeing Gui Tou Rong falling to the ground, he thought that he would surely die from the five-meter drop. He crawled and crawled to the side to watch, but the moment he stretched his head out, a dagger came straight at him.
It was Gui Tou Rong; his dark eyes, with their Indian ancestry, were particularly eerie in the night.
Fortunately, Song Yuanchao's bullet also hit at this moment, and Gui Tou Rong stopped.
Like a gecko, he clung to the steel, smooth storage cabinet wall with both hands, and slid down smoothly.
Hank and Ram also jumped over, but the storage container was three meters off the ground, about the height of a building, making it difficult for them to jump down alone. So Ram grabbed Hank's hand and pulled him down as he jumped to reduce the impact when Hank hit the ground and minimize his injury.
The two American soldiers were also in a bloodthirsty frenzy. Hank rolled to the ground, immediately assumed a horse stance, and stretched out his hands. Ram immediately jumped down and, at the moment of landing, braced himself against Hank's hands, dissipating the impact.
They wanted to go after her themselves, but Chen Rou shouted, "Hey, I'm here too!"
As the two looked up, Chen Rou had already jumped down.
She was a woman, and quite light. Ram used his elbows and arms to brace her and then swung her around, and she landed safely.
At the same time, Gui Tou Rong let out a heart-wrenching scream: "Who!"
Two more gunshots rang out, and he roared, "Who the hell did this?!"
At that moment, he discovered the green-headed clam, his eldest nephew, his dead eldest nephew.
He was truly wronged.
He wanted to kill Nie Zhao to make a quick buck, but not today. Today he was just here to scout the place and observe people.
At this moment, he had no intention of lingering in the fight; he only wanted to take his nephew back as soon as possible and devise a meticulous plan to kill Nie Zhao another day.
But his eldest nephew fell to the ground, his head smashed like a burst watermelon, the flesh scattered all over the ground.
Hank and Ram were still running forward following the sound when a gunshot rang out. Ram was jolted backward by the impact of the bullet. Even so, it was only because he was wearing a bulletproof vest that his heart was shattered.
Gui Tou Rong finally stopped appearing and disappearing mysteriously and came straight at them with his gun raised.
Hank's neck was still bleeding, and he was limping. He felt a gust of cold wind in his face, and Gui Tou Rong's fist was already coming down. The fist, imbued with hard qigong, made the American soldier, who was not used to the local environment, scream in pain.
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