Infinite Battle

The other person watched Jiang Shang's ruthless moves, and didn't dare to make any moves for a while, but after hesitating for a while, he softly said to Jiang Shangfu

"Brother, I don't know that we offended you there, but I hope that brother can let us go. If you have any questions, just ask."

The person who spoke was a man with a strong body, long hair, and a handsome face.

"You are very good, very good. If this is the case, whether your friend can survive or not depends on your performance."

"Brother, don't worry, I will never hide anything I know."

"I want to find a strong seller, the kind that can fry fish."

Hearing Jiang Shang's words, the long-haired man's face changed. He thought it was a tiger descending the mountain, but he didn't expect it to be a dragon crossing the river.

"Brother, there is someone who can fry fish. I only know that the master in Mong Kok has it, but he has a bad reputation. Others say he is a black man, so even if his name is famous, no one will discuss it."

Looking at the long-haired man's expression, Jiang Shang understood that this man was probably thinking of something small, but he didn't bother to pay attention to it. Two days had passed since the task time, and the time left for them to act would become less and less as time went on.

But now it is natural to obtain weapons as quickly as possible, do the branch first, and get points is the most important thing.

"Brother, the master went to Mong Kok and asked any brother on the Tao to know."

The long-haired man seemed to see that Jiang Shang wanted to ask, so he quickly said this sentence.

"Hehe, I'm still rushing to answer, yes, yes."

There were several good Jiang Shang in the mouth, and he stepped hard. The man whose face was stepped on was crushed and his head was crushed. Jiang Shangshun also grabbed the hair by Jiang Shangshun, and slammed it against the wall, causing his head to burst instantly. Broken blood.

With a setback of both hands, the long-haired neck creaked and turned 180 degrees.

"Isn't it okay to be honest? You have to court death."

For anyone who dares to be hostile to him, whether passive or active, Jiang Shang has no reason to let go. This kind of pawn seems insignificant, but Jiang Shang has seen too much of his peers who capsized in the gutter.

After taking several hundred yuan from the two, Jiang Shang kicked the bodies of the two into the garbage dump, climbed over the wall at the end of the alley, took a taxi, and headed directly towards Mong Kok.

Along the way, Jiang Shang was absent-minded, and the questions he found in the movie theater made Jiang Shang feel as if there were a pair of huge black hands hanging over his head all the time.

This kind of pressure made it difficult for Jiang Shang to get rid of his own target of action and take care of other things.

An hour passed in silence between the driver and Jiang Shang.

Finally arrived at Mong Kok. The most famous place in Mong Kok should be the Fengyue place. The whole street is full of various entertainment venues, and there are so many people.

With so many people, Jiang Shang couldn't help but wrinkle his eyes. The large number of people means that if he encounters something dirty, the chance of death is greatly increased.

On the street, members of clubs abound, and most of them gather at the entrances of various entertainment venues, which saves Jiang Shang the time to find people.

In front of the three bastards who were chatting and farting together, Jiang Shang went straight in and asked

"Where is the master?"

Originally, I was wondering who would dare to be so arrogant, but after looking at Jiang Shang's body, and then at his own body, the three of them clearly knew the problem.

"Go inside, Emperor International Entertainment Club."

After inquiring what he wanted, Jiang Shang left quietly, making the three bastards behind him look at each other, threw away the cigarette butts in their hands, and entered the entertainment place behind him.

Avoiding all the people who could bump into him, Jiang Shang came to the entrance of the Emperor International Entertainment Club, looking at the more magnificent entrance and decorations than other entertainment venues.

Jiang Shang adjusted the collar of his suit, like a successful person, and walked directly inside, while the security at the door,

It didn't stop Jiang Shang from entering.

As soon as you come inside, turn a corner after entering the door, you will see dim lights, deafening music, and men and women on the dance floor twisting themselves crazily and releasing hormones.

Jiang Shang felt a little unbelievable that this store could still have such a hot scene in the morning.

But this has nothing to do with Jiang Shang's dime, so Jiang Shang just took a look and walked directly towards the security guard standing beside him.

"Where is the master?"

In such deafening music, Jiang Shang's words were like a knife inserted into butter, reaching the ears of the security guard, who was stunned, and then looked at Jiang Shang.

The security came to Jiang Shang's ear and shouted loudly

"Pass through the booth on the side, and the master is in the innermost box."

After punching Anbao, Jiang Shang turned around and walked towards the box that Anbao said.

All the way to the innermost box, looking at the only box and the little brother at the door, Jiang Shang walked up.

In an instant, he grabbed the necks of the two younger brothers at the door, kicked the door open, and threw the two younger brothers in his hand into it.

After a while, when Jiang Shang came in, he was wearing a shirt and a waistcoat, with his hair combed back, sitting behind his desk and looking at the door.

Seeing Jiang Shang walk in, the master took a puff of cigarette playfully, exhaled slowly, and said to Jiang Shang

"Brother, are you going too far?"

Jiang Shang felt a vague sense of danger when he entered the door, and immediately grinned.

"I don't need to say polite words. I'm here to buy something that can fry fish. If there is no room today, there should be only one person who can go out, and that is me."

The master ignored Jiang Shang's words, but smiled and said

"It turned out to be for business, what a fuss, Qiangzi, put the guy away."

After the master finished speaking, the shirtless man standing behind the master on the left put away the pistol in his hand.

Jiang Shang glanced at it. It turned out to be psc1900, a firearm designed to make up for the lack of firepower of pistols and to be easily carried.

Commonly known as the submachine gun in the pistol, it has two modes: fully automatic and semi-automatic. The magazine can hold 30 rounds of bullets, and the greatest versatility of this gun is that it can be loaded with two types of bullets. bullets, the other is naturally special bullets.

And Jiang Shang's original modified gun was modified with the upgraded psc2500 of this gun.

So for this type of gun, Jiang Shang can be said to be very familiar with it.

"Wait, how much is that guy?"

"You want this? You don't seem to be frying fish, but hunting!"

The master leaned forward, clasped his hands together, and said to Jiang Shang with his chin poised.

"Master seems to have forgotten the rules."

"Heh, this guy, brand new without opening the box, with 300 rounds of ammunition, 60,000 yuan."

"It's really not expensive."

Jiang Shang listened to the master's words, although he said so in his mouth, but with the surging golden energy in his hand, Jiang Shang threw a steel ball directly by Jiang Shang with his bare hands, instantly smashing the shirtless man's celestial spirit cover.

And Jiang Shang went directly towards the master, and put his hands on the table. Jiang Shang flew up sideways, kicked the master's chest, and kicked the master, including the chair, violently. Hit the wall behind.

The master spat out a mouthful of blood, and he slumped on the chair powerlessly.

"The price is really not expensive, but unfortunately I have no money."

After all, Jiang Shang came to the shirtless man whose sky cap had been removed, and picked up the psc1900 that fell on the ground.