The Counterattack of a Loner

  In front of the emergency department, Wang Xing rushed over with his clothes, but Liu Handong and Shu Fan were nowhere to be seen. He was so anxious that he pounded his chest and stamped his feet. That's a commission fee of 100,000 yuan, which is related to his mortgage and milk powder money. Losing the wallet, losing the phone, and losing face are all okay, but he can't lose Shu Fan.

  Hurrying into the emergency department, Wang Xing caught a glimpse of Shu Fan's figure flashing at the end of the corridor and rushed over to her. He saw that she was pointing at a motorcycle speeding away in the distance, and her eyes were streaming with tears.

  "Follow me." Wang Xing tried to pull Shu Fan, but was shaken off. The little girl actually chased after the motorcycle.

  "Miss Shu, I'll take you to chase after him." Wang Xing's words were effective, and Shu Fan immediately returned, urging Wang Xing to start the car.

  As Wang Xing walked down the corridor, he heard a loud scream. He looked in and saw that the little nurse in the observation room had dropped the tray on the floor, the bed was in disarray, with bloody bandages, various tubes and wires, and a guy with a hole in his face lying unconscious.

  Wang Xing recognized the man as Gu Changjun's follower, called Gouzai, a social hooligan who became human-like after following Gu Jun, with the title of Project Manager of Shi Feng Group's demolition company, but actually a high-level thug. Liu Handong suddenly left, and it should be related to him.

  Back in the Jetta car, the walkie-talkie crackled again, and the police dispatcher's voice came on, saying that if Liu Han was obstructed and could not be persuaded to surrender, they were authorized to shoot him dead.

  Wang Xing hastily picked up the phone and dialed the number of his friend in the criminal police brigade.

  "Lao Wan, I'm Wang Xing. I've got some intel for you - Liu Handong isn't the killer, he's also a victim. The one who hired someone to kill him is Gu Changjun from the Shifeng Group." Wang Xing wasn't just making an empty guess. Gu Changjun used to be a cop too, but was kicked out of the police force for being involved with organized crime and was later hired by the Shifeng Group as head of security, in reality doing their dirty work.

  Lao Wan replied on the phone: "The top has given a death order, I can't control what I say. Where are you now? I'll go there immediately. How is Ma Guoqing from Huahuo Factory?"

  "Old Horse is fine, he's entered the operating room, I'm at the Medical University Hospital." Wang Xing said, hanging up the phone.

  Shu Fan pushed open the car door and walked away. Wang Xing grabbed her: "Where are you going? It's very dangerous outside."

  "You're not going to save him, are you?" Shu Fan stared straight into Wang Xing's eyes, her clear gaze piercing deep into his heart.

  Wang Xing's futile defense after being guessed out: "He is not in danger, the police just think he is a suspect."

  "How much did Aunt An pay you?" Shu Fan still stared at Wang Xing.

  "One hundred thousand yuan." Wang Xing replied.

  "When I come of age, I can own Qing Shi Gao Ke's shares. I'll give you 10 million to save him."

  Shu Fan was only fourteen years old, but her mind was basically mature. Moreover, girls are simpler than adults. She was a rich girl, and taking out one million wasn't really difficult. One million, ah, the mortgage could be paid off immediately, and she could even buy a good car.

  Wang Xing fell into the midst of a battle between heaven and man.

  ……

  Yamaha sped down the road, splashing water everywhere. Ma Ling lifted up her face mask and asked loudly, "Where are we going?"

  "Qushi Feng Group." Liu Handong replied, he thought that Gu Changjun this kind of person would not be able to go home, but was hiding in the company or some secret location, going to the company would definitely be able to find some clues.

  Ma Ling suddenly accelerated, and the motorcycle sped out of two blocks, stopping in front of a small clothing store.

  "What's going on?" Liu Handong asked.

  "Change clothes." Ma Ling replied briefly, took off his helmet and put it on the handlebars, and walked into the store.

  A twenty-something woman with a fiery figure sat on the chaise longue, eating melon seeds. Seeing Ma Ling come in, she asked: "Ling sister, how did you have time to come over?"

  Ma Lingdao said: "Get a set of clothes for sister, and him." He pointed at Liu Handong.

  Liu Handong was arrested by Ma Guoqing when he had just taken off his wet shirt, and from then on, his upper body was naked, with strong muscle lines, six-pack abs clearly visible. A hot girl whistled: "You're a hunk?"

  "Stop stalling, hurry up, I have urgent matters to attend to." Ma Ling urged impatiently. She had rushed out in a hurry, wearing a long T-shirt and sweatpants with slippers, which weren't suitable for fighting either.

  The spicy girl Mali took out a few clothes and threw them over: "The size is absolutely suitable, there is a dressing room on the side."

  Ma Ling entered the locker room, Liu Handong directly put on a T-shirt and turned around, when the 54 pistol at his waist was seen by the fiery woman, she couldn't help but ask: "Are you a detective?"

  Liu Handong did not confirm or deny it, this gun was Ma Guoqiang's, the green sling was still tied to the grip, but there was only one bullet left in the barrel.

  Ma Ling came out of the dressing room, and the homely girl image instantly transformed into a biker chick, wearing a leather jacket, jeans, heavy motorcycle boots on her feet, and a string of rugged steel chain necklace around her neck.

  "Is there anyone in the store?" Ma Ling asked.

  "Go fight then!" A fiery woman pulled out a wolf-toothed club from behind the door.

  This is a weapon equipped by bank security guards, with several sharp spikes embedded on the stainless steel rod, just for intimidation.

  "Use this." Liu Handong picked up a baseball bat from the shelf, which was a decorative item in the store, but it was more handy for hitting people than a wolf's tooth club.

  Ma Ling took it over and swung it twice, nodding his head.

  "Change into these shoes, handsome guy." The fiery woman handed over a pair of size 43 Oakley desert boots.

  Liu Handong expressed his gratitude, took off the rotten sneakers covered with mud and water on his feet, put on boots, Ma Ling had already started the motorcycle, he hurried over to get on the back seat.

  "Goodbye, Ling Jie, handsome brother." The fiery woman waved goodbye as the motorcycle sped away tens of meters.

  In the evening, motorcycles roared through the streets. Jinjiang City is a city that bans motorcycles, but traffic police often don't catch speeding high-displacement motorcycles because those who ride them are either wealthy or of high social status, and it's not worth the trouble to provoke them.

  The whole city was repairing roads, and a heavy rain made the city's traffic congested again. However, Ma Ling's off-road motorcycle was not affected at all, and it shuttled through the slow-moving traffic with ease, its speed unaffected. When encountering places that were really impassable, it directly drove onto the road shoulder, and even crossed over from sidewalks or muddy trenches on construction sites. It quickly arrived at the headquarters building of Shifeng Group in the northern suburbs.

  Shi Feng Group is powerful and has built an industrial park in the northern suburbs. At this time, it was already 8 o'clock in the evening, and the building was still brightly lit. The electric fence gate of the park had been closed, leaving only a small door for personnel to enter and exit. In the guard room, two uniformed security guards were on duty.

  "How do we get in?" Ma Ling asked, the motorcycle stopped twenty meters away from the gate, the engine roaring.

  "Go ahead." Liu Handong said.

  Ma Ling accelerated past, and when he arrived at the entrance, he squeezed the brakes, and the motorcycle stopped in front of the electric door.

  Liu Handong got off the car and walked to the front of the security room, knocking on the window. The security guard asked, "May I ask who you are looking for?"

  "I'm looking for Gu Changjun, he owes me money." Liu Handong lied to the security guard, because he wasn't sure if Gu Changjun was in the company.

  "Wait a minute, I'll make a call." The security guard picked up the internal phone and dialed an extension number. Liu Handong noticed that the number he dialed was 815, which was likely to be the room number of the office as well.

  The phone call was answered, and the security guard spoke in a low voice for two sentences before looking up and saying, "What's your name?"

  Liu Handong raised his eyebrows and said, "Brothers who have gone through thick and thin for him, he still dares to snoop around me. Tell him, if he doesn't give us money, we'll expose the whole thing."

  The security guard bowed his head and made another phone call. After saying a few words, he said, "You can go in now. Director Gu is on the third floor, room 303, second door to the left after turning."

  The electric gate slowly opened, Liu Handong turned around and got on his motorcycle, Yamaha entered the garden area.

  The gate is in a hidden location, and the camera is flashing with a faint light.

  ……

  Gu Changjun had already seen the surveillance footage of the gate on the computer screen in his office, and the one who was trying to sneak past was none other than Liu Handong, whom he hated with a passion. This little brat even brought an accomplice along, and today they would be left to die without a burial ground.

  Today, I brought eight professional killers to take out the target. Coincidentally, the bad weather became the best disguise. I thought it was a sure success, but unexpectedly, we were completely wiped out. This group of arrogant and reckless individuals on the road are simply amateur "professional killers".

  Ever since taking on this job, nothing has gone smoothly. The scapegoat they found was actually the head of a fierce tiger. Not only did he harm his own younger brother to death, but Dogzi's face was also pierced by steel bars. Gu Changjun hated Liu Handong to the bone. Killing Shu Fan was just normal business, but killing Liu Handong was personal revenge.

  Originally, his action failed and he was about to go out to avoid the wind. Unexpectedly, Liu Handong came to the door, Gu Changjun decided to kill him before leaving.

  He picked up the phone: "Qiangzi, bring five people to 303. Later, two people will come to trouble me, and I'll take care of them."

  "Brother Jun, to die or to live?"

  "Beat him to death," "Bury him in concrete."

  ……

  The motorcycle drove into the garden, Liu Handong suddenly patted Ma Ling's shoulder, indicating to stop the car. Ma Ling stopped and turned his head to ask him: "What's wrong?"

  "We've been had, Gu's seen through us." Liu Handong said, he felt it was too easy to get in, with Gu's experience as a police officer, he wouldn't be so easily fooled.

  "What's to be done?" Ma Ling asked.

  "Cool, airborne troops are born to be surrounded." Liu Handong said confidently.

  "Were you a paratrooper? Special forces?" Ma Ling's eyes sparkled with admiring flames.

  "I'm an auto soldier, transporting convoys of trucks." Liu Handong said.

  "Oh, you haven't said what to do yet?"

  "Down to the underground garage." Liu Handong said, the park area was brightly lit, with cameras everywhere, and there was no way to sneak into the building without being seen, so it was better to just charge in openly.

  The motorcycle drove into the underground parking lot, and Gu Changjun saw this scene in front of the monitor, couldn't help but wonder, there was so much empty space to park in front of the building, why did these two people drive into the underground garage, what were they trying to do?

  In the underground garage, a uniformed security guard stepped forward to intercept the motorcycle and asked them what they were doing. Liu Handong asked him, "Is the distribution room here?"

  "Yes, what's up?" The security guard asked suspiciously.

  "I'm sorry," said Liu Handong.

  The security guard was completely baffled by the two golden statues.

  Ma Ling struck from behind with a knife, the security guard fell to the ground, Liu Handong removed the long-handled strong light flashlight and walkie-talkie from his body, quickly walking towards the distribution room, regardless of three seven twenty one, pulling down all the circuit breakers.

  The World Financial Center was plunged into darkness, and then some emergency lights came on.

  "Go upstairs, Gu Changjun is in 815." Liu Handong said.

  "How did you know? Have you been here?" Ma Ling was very surprised.

  "Use this." Liu Handong pointed to his own head.