Hong Kong variety show: My Boss, Thirteen Sister

The instant he left the cover.

boom!

A bullet shot out in a flash, its tail flame tearing through the night sky, and struck Tan Cheng directly between the eyebrows.

Scorpion looked at Tan Cheng's fallen body and slowly put away the assault rifle in his hand.

Jiang Lai had given the order to leave no survivors. Scorpion's men quickly checked every corner and finished off the fallen men one by one to ensure that no one was left alive.

The gunfire gradually subsided, and police sirens sounded in the distance.

"Song Zihao, you are surrounded by the police. You have three minutes to lay down your weapons and surrender."

Upon hearing the police shouts, Song Zihao's eyes narrowed. He first looked at Little Ma, then looked up at Scorpion.

"Can I take Xiao Ma with me?" Song Zihao looked at Scorpion with pleading eyes.

Now that Tan Cheng is dead and Xiao Ma is seriously injured and in a coma, he doesn't want the police to take Xiao Ma away and make Xiao Ma spend the rest of his life in prison.

As for himself, he was already prepared to die.

Scorpion didn't speak, but simply held his gun and observed the police's movements.

The coastline, partially obscured by the moonlight, resembled a curved silver ribbon inlaid on the dark earth.

Police surrounded the pier, with the vast sea stretching out behind them.

Scorpion was also considering whether or not to kill the group of police officers.

Seeing no response, the police began to advance cautiously in echelon formations.

at this time! !

A rumble sounded.

Two armed helicopters pierced the night sky, their roar breaking the tranquility of the sea breeze. Like ghosts in the night sky, they swept across the sea.

The roar of a massive engine echoed across the tranquil sea, breaking the silence.

All eyes were drawn to it.

Moonlight pierced through the clouds, casting a cold, metallic glow on the metal shells of the two armed helicopters.

With the roar of the engines, the Gatling gun on the plane began to spin, emitting a chilling buzzing sound. The Gatling gun fired, and a dense barrage of bullets ripped through the night sky.

Tongues of fire shot out from the muzzle, like raging fire from hell, and bullets rained down like a storm.

The bullets struck the ground, kicking up a cloud of smoke and sparks, and the bullet belts poured out, forming a long trail of death on the ground.

The appearance of the armed helicopter stunned everyone.

The police force reacted immediately, halting their advance and watching the two aircraft warily.

The presence of armed helicopters not only halted the police's advance but also put them under immense pressure.

The straight lines formed by bullet holes on the ground seemed to be a warning not to cross them lightly.

The night sky, with its roaring airplanes, unidentified armed men, and flames burning at the dock, created an eerie and tense atmosphere.

As the armed helicopter descended, the airflow became stronger, and ripples appeared on the sea surface.

The powerful air currents caused the waves to churn and roll, forming white sprays that crashed against the rocks on the shore with a "whoosh" sound.

As the plane drew closer, Song Zihao instinctively covered his face with his hand to shield himself from the dust kicked up by the airflow.

"Boss?" A young policeman next to Officer Mo looked at him with a questioning gaze.

Officer Mo stared intently at the two planes, then gently shook his head, indicating that he didn't know what was going on either.

Under the watchful eyes of the police.

The plane slowly hovered near Scorpion and the others.

'"drop!"

The hatch opened, and several SAS members dressed in black combat uniforms and wearing black masks slid down ropes to the ground.

As the lone wolf landed, the other members followed suit, slid down from the helicopter one after another.

Their movements were swift and agile, as if they had undergone countless training sessions.

After landing, the SAS members quickly formed a tight perimeter around Song Zihao and the others.

The weapons in their hands gleamed coldly in the night, aimed at the direction of the police.

Officer Mo's pupils constricted as he saw the SAS members' actions; he sensed something was wrong and became even more vigilant.

"They're up to no good!" Officer Mo muttered to himself.

He also realized that the group of armed men who got off the plane were probably from the other side as well.

"What do we do, boss?" the policeman next to Officer Mo asked instinctively.

Upon hearing the young policeman's question, Officer Mo subconsciously glanced at the pistol in his hand, and then at the SAS member.

Special operations uniforms, night vision goggles, bulletproof vests, assault rifles in their hands, exceptional military skills, and two armed helicopters hovering in the air—all these elements demonstrate the extraordinary background of this group.

He waved helplessly, signaling not to act rashly.

Lone Wolf approached Scorpion and then looked at Little Ma lying on the ground.

"Take him away first!" Scorpion didn't explain, he just said to Lone Wolf.

Lone Wolf nodded, then made a gesture towards the two SAS members.

Two SAS members quickly stepped forward, lifted Little Ma up, and walked towards the plane.

"Mr. Song!" After settling Little Ma, Scorpion turned to Song Zihao and gestured.

Song Zihao clutched his abdomen, his face pale, and breathed a sigh of relief as he watched Xiao Ma being rescued.

"Please thank Mr. Jiang for me. I'll leave Xiao Ma to him." Facing Scorpion's gesture, Song Zihao gently shook his head, looking at the unconscious Song Zijie with a complicated expression.

“We can take you and your brother with us!” Scorpion said again.

Song Zihao gazed in the direction of the police, his eyes relaxed yet firm as he said, "No need."

Scorpion frowned slightly, looking intently at Song Zihao.

Ignoring the scorpion's gaze, Song Zihao approached Song Zijie, put his arm around him, and struggled to sit against the wooden box.

click!

Under Scorpion's astonished gaze, Song Zihao pulled out a pair of handcuffs from behind Song Zijie and cuffed his own hands together with Song Zijie's.

"Although his clothes were stained with blood, they were still white!" After doing all this, Song Zihao said to Scorpion meaningfully.

The scorpion narrowed its cold eyes slightly!

Seeing Song Zihao's behavior, and knowing that he had made up his mind, she stopped trying to persuade him.

"Fall back!" With Scorpion's command, the SAS members began an orderly evacuation.

They moved swiftly and nimbly, and soon boarded the plane.

The propeller cut through the airflow, stirring up the gunpowder smoke and the salty smell of the sea.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the two planes once again sliced ​​through the sea and flew away into the distance.

A sea breeze swept by, bringing a touch of coolness and dispelling the lingering heat of the battle, leaving only traces of the fight on the dock and some remaining flames.

"Brother!" Song Zijie woke up with a start and called out subconsciously.

Upon hearing Song Zijie's shout, Song Zihao was initially taken aback, but then smiled with relief.

Ok?

Song Zijie noticed the handcuffs on his hands. He stared blankly for a moment, then looked at Song Zihao with a hint of confusion.

The waves gently lapped against the rocks on the shore.

“Let’s go!” Looking at the distant sea, Song Zihao spoke calmly.

The two walked toward the police, their shadows elongated in the firelight.

Meanwhile, inside a clinic in Mong Kok.

"how's it going?"

"The bullet has been removed, and he is not in immediate danger, but he has a spinal injury..." The doctor hesitated before continuing.

Facing Jiang Lai's gaze, he then said helplessly, "Unless a miracle happens, otherwise..."

"Otherwise what?" Jiang Lai asked directly.

"There's a high probability he'll be paralyzed!" the doctor said with a hint of helplessness.

paralysis?

Jiang Lai frowned slightly upon hearing the doctor's words.

However, it quickly returned to normal.

"Shall I go in and take a look?" Jiang Lai asked, his tone somewhat inquiring.

"Okay!" the doctor nodded.

Jiang Lai opened the door and walked to Xiao Ma's side.

Looking at the unconscious and heavily injured Little Ma, Jiang Lai produced a bottle of medicine.

Chapter 131 Eldest Brother

"Cough!" Little Ma slowly opened his eyelids and coughed.

The overhead incandescent light was a bit too bright, and Little Ma instinctively shielded his eyes with his hand.

I sniffed around and smelled the disinfectant and a faint odor of blood in the room.

In a hazy state, Little Ma seemed to sense a figure standing beside him.

Little Ma gently turned his head and moved his arm away to look at the figure.

"Brother Lai?" Little Ma's voice was still a little hoarse, and his tone was somewhat incredulous.

Jiang Lai stood beside Little Ma's bed, his figure tall and slender, dressed in a white shirt and black pants, with a faint smile on his lips.