Volume 5: Competition for Beauty Chapter 19: The Underworld (Part 2)
The spear leader felt bitter in his heart! He was already feeling exhausted. He had fought fiercely tonight, first with Shadow, and then with the four perverted giants. Now he needed to replenish his physical strength and energy. The spear leader's eyes kept turning. No, he had to think of a way!
Hu Tou threw all the guns on his body down the stairs, including the pistol on Wang Daming's body. The gun leader smiled at the two men and said, "Can you introduce yourself? If I am killed in a while, I will not have any regrets." After that, he walked to a sofa and sat down. He took a glass of wine and poured the remaining wine on the ground. Then he picked up the bottle and poured a full glass. He drank it down with a gulp. He was thirsty and tired. He looked at the two men. The fool said, "My name is Jamichi, and his name is Simichi." The gun leader continued to pour the wine, then took a big sip and smiled, "Are you brothers?"
The red-haired Simi smiled strangely, "Yeah, we're twins, and he's the older brother. Hey, don't you want to fight?"
The gun master narrowed his eyes and smiled: "You two, you don't want me to be killed in a few hits, right? I just fought with four big guys upstairs and it was very tiring!"
Jamic still said expressionlessly: "You killed them with a gun." The gun captain nodded and said: "Yes, I admit it." After that, he began to slowly adjust his breathing. Jamic said: "I'll give you five minutes." The gun captain looked at the two men carefully again. Twin brothers? Not at all! He looked out the window again, hoping that Li Mazi and Huang Daner were okay.
Simi laughed strangely and said, "Those two have gone to see God!"
When Tiger Head heard this, he cried out, "Li Mazi and Huang Dan'er were killed?" The gun chief's eyelids trembled, and he looked at Ximichi and said, "Are you talking about the two Chinese?" Jamichi said, "Yes, they were outside the side door when we came in." Tiger Head screamed and was about to rush down, but the gun chief roared, "Watch out for Daming!"
Then he tilted his head back and drank the wine in the glass. At this moment, it was as if a fire was burning in his chest. He couldn't help but began to tremble slightly. There was a biting look in his eyes. He stared at the two men fiercely, then slowly stood up, twisted his neck a few times, bent down, and tilted his head to look at the brothers. Simic was extremely excited, and began to jump slowly. It seemed that he was a guy who liked boxing. The gun captain squinted and looked at his steps, moving very fast.
The three of them were facing each other in the living room. The gun chief had an extremely strange feeling in his heart at this time, as if this was a dream, or a fight that had nothing to do with him. He wanted to drink with Wang Daming and others in a bar, and then joke with those good-looking women. Li Mazi was an honest man, and he was very decent in everything he did. Huang Daner didn't like to talk, and always smiled with his lips pursed. The gun chief liked the five tiger heads very much and treated them as his brothers. By the way, the diamonds still have to be divided. But the two people in front of me actually killed my brothers and let them lie on the cold ground. It was cold outside, and the two men killed them on the ground and talked to me with great ease! The gun chief's anger became more and more uncontrollable, and he felt that he was going to explode! At this time, the gun chief's eyes were bloodshot, and the human skin mask on his face was originally gloomy. Now with these eyes, he looked more like an evil devil.
Jemich slowly raised his hands, clenched his fists, and took a standard fighting stance. His eyes were full of death, not as fanatical as Simich's. Although he also had a pair of blue eyes, his eyeballs were more gray, dead gray, and he blinked at the gunner.
The spear chief unbuttoned his shirt, took the flying knife from his waist and threw it on the sofa. He moved his right foot back, swung his center of gravity backward, stepped his left foot forward, and moved his hands up and down. His separated palms naturally loosened. Ximichi laughed strangely and crossed his feet quickly, while Jamichi slowly came up step by step. The spear chief could see that the two brothers, one still and one moving, were twins, so they probably had a tacit understanding in their cooperation and their combined attack should be very difficult to deal with!
The spear chief's qi sank down, squinted his eyes, and used all his strength to circulate Tai Chi Qigong. He felt a little weak. Simic waved his fist and began to test the attack, while Jamic protected him tightly. As long as the spear chief moved, he moved. One of them was like a monkey and the other was like a poisonous snake! Simic's fist was extremely fast. He punched the spear chief's face with several consecutive test punches. There were continuous noises, and the spear chief did not fight back. Simic's punch was very strong, like a hammer in a blacksmith machine, which could be extended and retracted quickly and accurately, and the force was also sufficient, but the spear chief slightly turned his hands to continuously drive the qi.
Simić jumped away and glanced at Jemich with an extremely solemn look in his eyes. He had just thrown seven punches in a row, but each punch felt different. At first, he felt like he was hitting cotton, then paper, cloth, fat, and the last few times felt like hitting a slippery and cold piece of ice, so he quickly reminded Jemich.
The spear chief swung his hands and assumed the single hanging horse posture again, with his hands up and down. Simić roared, and rushed up again, and Jemich followed suit in the attack. The four fists of the two brothers emitted layers of phantoms, and attacked the spear chief continuously. The spear chief just kept swinging his arms, and his feet slowly turned in semicircles, his shoulders shrugged and his abdomen contracted. Jemich hit the spear chief's stomach hard with a fist, and he felt the spear chief's stomach slightly concave. Jemich's fist was a little numb, and the spear chief was secretly surprised. Jemich's fist was definitely stronger than the four big men just now.
Simić's punches were getting faster and faster, and the spear master's arms drew layers of circles. As long as Jemich found an opening, he would punch immediately. Basically, the spear master had no way to dodge, and could only rely on the rotation of Tai Chi Qigong to reduce most of the force, but the continuous punches really made him uncomfortable.
The physical strength of the two men was also amazing. They kept hitting each other without any breath. The spear leader continued to forcefully exercise his skills and kept his breathing steady. He looked calm and composed, but the pain in his body was not what he thought. Jamic felt that it was getting harder and harder to punch. Every time he punched, it was like hitting ice and snow, and he didn't have the strength to hit the target. Simic was about to collapse. The two brothers looked at each other, Simic attacked, and Jamic kicked, going straight to the spear leader's back leg.
The gun commander secretly breathed a sigh of relief, finally waiting for the flowers to bloom. His center of gravity swayed, and his feet turned strangely, making way for Jamic's feet. At the same time, his knee hit Jamic's inner thigh. Simic's hands were firmly locked by the gun commander. The gun commander's hands were like two snakes entwined with Simic. With lightning speed, he used his finger force to dig into Simic's arm muscles. He gathered all his strength in his hands and shook them violently. There were continuous cracking sounds, and Simic let out a long scream. His two hands had been twisted into pieces by the gun commander.
Jamichi here heard his brother's scream and growled, but his injured leg couldn't exert any strength, so he could only jump in and punch the spear master. The spear master was not in a hurry, and turned away. He was now in the best state of Tai Chi. Although he was hit a lot of punches during the warm-up just now, he had to accumulate the energy and find a point to hurt people. Tai Chi was not originally used for fighting and hurting people. The spear master had no choice this time. He knew that he would suffer if he fought hard, so he had to use the best defense to resolve it.
A hammer hit Jamic's back, then he stepped forward and hit Jamic's knee with a small side kick. There was another crisp sound of broken bones, and Jamic fell to the ground. The gun commander did not dare to stop, and turned quickly, crossing his hands and clamping them on Ximi's neck. Ximi stretched out his legs, and the gun commander kicked. Ximi's knee was hit, and the whole person fell down involuntarily, but his neck was stuck. The gun commander took the opportunity to twist it upwards, and Ximi made a series of Adam's apple sounds. The gun commander's neck and trachea were crushed by the gun commander, and the cervical bone pierced into the artery. The gun commander kicked Ximi in the stomach, and Ximi's whole body sprayed blood mist in the air, fell to the ground, bounced twice, and then there was no movement.
Jamic was already groaning in pain. He didn't see his brother being killed. The spearman couldn't relax at this time, otherwise he would probably fall down and not be able to stand up. He jumped in the air with his legs bent, and knocked on the back of Jamic's head with one foot. Then he took a long breath and said, "Live together, die together..." He fell to the ground with a thud. Seeing this, Hu Tou hurriedly ran down, hugged the spearman and shouted, "Fourth brother, fourth brother, are you okay?"
The gun captain opened his eyes, his expression did not change, but his eyes were dim. He opened his mouth, but tilted his head and spat out a mouthful of blood. His eyes rolled a few times and he fainted.
I don't know how long it took, it seemed like thousands of years of darkness, the spear chief had been walking through ice and fire, he felt that his whole body had turned into pieces, and then turned into a breeze, but he could not see anything. After a long time, he finally saw Zhang Lihuo's smiling eyes and Dalin's shy eyes. The two women were sitting under an apricot tree, their faces were red and very attractive. The spear chief smiled and walked up, but suddenly a cold wind blew, and the spear chief fell into the endless darkness again.
The gun captain opened his eyes and was extremely weak, just like when he first entered the prison. His nose exuded a strong musty smell and the smell of feces. The gun captain didn't even have the strength to turn his head. He opened his mouth but couldn't make any sound. Suddenly, he heard a clanging sound of steel. The gun captain's consciousness slowly returned to his brain. He only remembered that he fell to the ground after fighting with someone. By the way, where is Hu Tou? And how are Daming, Bai Shusheng and Xiao Hou injured?
A white light flashed before his eyes. The gun commander tried hard to close his eyes, but he still felt a stinging pain in his eyes, which turned red and black. He felt someone coming in, but he couldn't open his eyes. Then someone gave him a needle in his arm and pushed a dose of medicine into his arm. The gun commander felt that he became lazy and extremely comfortable! He felt like he was in a slightly hot pool of warm water. The gun commander couldn't help but snorted, but heard someone laugh in English: "You bastard, are you awake?"
With a slap, the gunner felt like he was slapped in the face. He couldn't muster any anger in his heart. He rolled his eyes and then tried to open them. A large, blurry, dark figure came into his sight. It slowly became clear, and he finally saw that it was a tall black man in a police uniform!
The black policeman grinned, showing his white teeth, and said to the gun chief: "It feels good, right? You son of a bitch!" Then he slapped the gun chief again, which woke him up completely. He tried to move his hands, but they were tightly handcuffed. The gun chief turned his head and took a breath of cold air. He was naked. This was a black cell like a cage, and his hands and feet were tied with thick iron chains. The gun chief thought, where am I?
He wanted to ask, but he couldn't make any sound. He only heard a rumbling sound in his throat. The black police officer looked at the gunman and said, "This is New York's paradise, a paradise for you serious criminals and terrorists. Hehe, enjoy it." Then he turned and left. The gunman kept shaking the iron chain. He really wanted to know what happened. But the black police officer locked the iron chain with a bang and left.
Gun Chang exhaled heavily and was now fully awake. He looked around the cell. He could neither stand up nor lie down. He could barely sleep by curling up. However, there was a foul odor nearby and there were several places with feces. Could it be that he had defecated himself?
Suddenly, several strong streams of water spurted out from the top, making the gun master shiver all over, but all kinds of filth were also washed away and flowed out through several small holes. The gun master was confused. What happened? Was he arrested by the police? Didn't Yokni say that there was no problem? And didn't Tian Wu and the others receive any news? Were Hu Tou and Daming also arrested?
The gun master shook his head. Nothing mattered now. The key was how he would be dealt with. Hehe, I was actually put into an American prison. I was considered very glorious! I couldn't just sit there and wait for death. I had to think of a way! He tried to raise the Qigong in his body. Well, it was not scrapped. He didn't think about anything else at the moment. He had to recover his strength quickly.
He sat there with his hands hung in the back corner of the room, leaning against the iron wall and began to practice Qigong. A few days passed like this, and every day someone came to give the gun chief an injection. Fortunately, he didn't fall into the hands of the gangsters, otherwise it would be difficult to quit drugs in the future. Two pieces of bread, two glasses of milk, and a bottle of water were brought by the black police every day, and he stuffed them into the gun chief's mouth while cursing him.
The gun master was finally able to speak, but he planned not to say anything. He just looked down on people who called him a son of a bitch. Fuck your mother, you don’t know anything else besides this? You black bastard, born of a black dog, born of a black bitch, a cross between a black bitch, fuck your ancestors! While eating bread, he cursed in his heart. The gun master felt very happy: What do you think, grandson? I curse more than you, right? I thought he might not understand Chinese, and he couldn't hear me cursing in my heart. I might as well curse him in my hometown dialect, so he wouldn't understand me. I made up my mind, swallowed the bread, and cursed in my hometown dialect with a smile: "I fuck your mother, your mother is a bitch, I will fuck your whole family to death without rolling my eyes! Hahaha, bastard! Haha, bastard! Black dog bastard! Hahaha..." The black policeman really didn't understand what the gun chief was cursing, but when he saw the gun chief laughing, he also laughed. He didn't slap the gun chief in the face in the past two days, but he was in a bad mood today. After the gun chief laughed, he slapped the gun chief in the face again. The gun chief was stunned for a moment. Could this son of a bitch understand? Strange!
The gunner asked quietly in English: "Why did you hit me?" The black man grinned and said: "I'm in a bad mood. Who told you to laugh?"
The gun captain breathed a sigh of relief and continued to curse in his hometown dialect: "Hit your grandfather, get out of here, you damn bastard. If you hit me again, I will fuck your whole family to death!" He thought to himself that it would be great if he had a daughter. Judging from his age, he should have one. He asked in English: "Hey, how many girls do you have?" The black policeman's face tightened and he slapped the gun captain several times in a row: "Son of a bitch! You still don't give up after this?"
The gun captain was slapped several times and dared not say a word. He thought to himself, a good man should not suffer a loss in front of him. I will spare your life for the time being. Humph, I will settle the details with you slowly when I get out. You are just a policeman. I will cut off your flesh piece by piece and cook you for your family to eat. Who told you to hit me? Why do you hit me? Get out of here!
Two days later, when the gun commander asked why he was locked up here, the black police officer just laughed and didn't answer. After these days of rest, the gun commander's body was basically fine, but the muscles on his body had shrunk greatly. The gun commander looked at his body and thought with a little regret, it's a pity that I'm so sexy, Winnie likes to touch it the most. I don't know how long I've been locked up. The gun commander can see his hair hanging down now. After calculating, well, this hair must have been there for at least two or three months. I was a little scared of being dragged to the electric chair, but no one asked about it. The gun commander thought, don't they have no evidence? Or is the evidence insufficient? Yes, the United States is the most fucking weird. As long as they don't kill me, I can hire a big-name lawyer. Maybe I can also learn from those murderers in the movies and walk out in glory!
When he thought about hiring a lawyer to sue, the gun master began to get anxious. No, why do you keep me locked up like this? If you have the guts, let me out and see who dies, you or I? Life imprisonment? He kept thinking about it all day long, but it didn't work out. He could only recall the happy times he had with his wives. The one he thought about the most was Winnie. I've been here for so long. Will she go and have sex with other men? Foreign women are the most slutty. Maybe they are wrapped around a black dog's waist in bed right now, and they are shouting, "Fuck your mother!"
Just as he was thinking about it, he heard the cell door bang open. The gunner avoided the glaring light and saw two figures. After about a minute, he slowly got used to it. There was also a person standing next to the black policeman. After the gunner saw clearly, he was stunned and speechless!
