cry that scum

Chapter 35

When he arrived at Pier No. 2, Mu Zixing smelled an unusual smell before he even connected with the delivery person.

He raised his hand and made a pause gesture, then turned his head and said to the brothers behind him, "Everyone, be careful, and be more alert with your ears and eyes when you get on the boat."

The subordinates responded one after another, and everyone checked the insurance of their own guns tacitly.

When the ship entered the port, Mu Zixing was the first to board the deck. He asked his brothers to take inventory of the goods, and he himself handed over to the leader of the other party.

The accident happened at the moment when Mu Zixing bowed his head to sign the cargo list.

Under the fig leaf of the night, the sound of gunfire with a silencer was low-key but bloody.

"Brother Xing, let's go! Our cargo has been swapped, and there is no cargo on board!" Someone rushed out of the cabin and shouted at Mu Zixing, clutching his shot shoulder.

Almost immediately after the accident, Mu Zixing drew his gun and eliminated the two enemies in front of him.

"withdraw!"

He yelled at his brothers.

However, the opponent obviously came prepared, with a very clear purpose, which was to kill these people on the spot.

The muffled gunshots intertwined in the night.

As the most powerful knife in Lei Shao's hands, Mu Zixing has experienced countless accidents and dangers, but few of them are as dangerous as this time.

Seeing his brothers fall down one by one, Mu Zixing's eyes were full of fear.

He is completely different from the usual young man who always stands behind Lei Shao, with low eyebrows and no sense of presence.

At this moment, he is just like the gun in his hand, bold, cold, and calm, the leader of the wolf pack.

"You guys go first, I'll come back." Mu Zixing said to his brother who was following him.

"Brother Xing, the way to disembark has been cut off!"

Mu Zixing saw that the cargo ship had already left the port again.

"Then jump into the sea!" He shouted.

With the remaining seven or eight men fighting and retreating to the corner of the boat, Mu Zixing glanced down, the churning sea water below looked like a black monster with its bloody mouth wide open.

"Brother Xing, are you dancing?" Someone swallowed.

Mu Zixing said decisively, "Jump!"

There is still life after jumping, but there is only a dead end to stay here.

Under the cover of Mu Zixing, his brothers jumped into the sea one by one.

With fewer and fewer people by his side, Mu Zixing's pressure is also increasing.

By the time of the last one, the enemy's firepower had already approached him only five meters away.

The dense bullets almost pierced through the container he used as cover, and Mu Zixing sent the last person away under great pressure.

Then his body suddenly bounced off the ground, and jumped out of the ship's side with all his might.

The bullet followed closely, Mu Zixing let out a muffled snort, and fell headlong into the sea.

He didn't know where he was injured, and he didn't bother to judge. The instinct of survival made him row towards the distance recklessly.

When he exhausted all his strength to get rid of the opponent's pursuit, the brothers who jumped down earlier were gone.

Not knowing whether they were alive or dead, Mu Zixing watched from afar the cargo ship that was searching for them.

He didn't dare to swim to the shore, because there must be someone on the shore.

But he could clearly feel that the temperature of his body was losing rapidly, he should have been shot in the back shoulder, and the scribbled wound under his ribs should have burst open.

He soaked in the sea water, thinking that this time he was really going to die.

Mu Zixing raised his head and looked at the starry night sky. He would not pray to the gods, nor would he pray for someone to save him.

At the moment of life and death, he has always been able to save himself, and survive if he has the ability and ability.

As it is now, he can only wait for death.

But he is not afraid, a person like him who licks blood with a knife is already ready to face death.

And he felt very happy. In previous years, Lei Shao personally took over this batch of goods. Fortunately, he came this year. Otherwise, the person who is in danger today would be the husband.

This can be regarded as preventing a disaster for the husband, it is worth it.

Mu Zixing smiled, and his consciousness gradually sank into the sea. He never believed in miracles, but in a trance, the water ripples around him seemed to be grabbed by his arm.

"Sir!" Mu Zixing's emotions were agitated, and he regained a trace of clarity.

The person who grabbed him didn't make a sound, his arm passed Mu Zixing's armpit, stabilizing his sinking body.

Mu Zixing couldn't see his face, he could only see the wet black hair sticking to the back of his neck from his blurred vision.

But he has already judged that this person is not Lei Shao.

He was suddenly alert and wanted to make a move, but there was no strength left in his whole body.

Lan Jing dragged Mu Zixing to swim forward quietly for a while, and then observed the movement on the shore.

Those people were still searching around, and they seemed to give up if they couldn't find anyone, but Lan Jing wasn't worried.

The patrolling coast guard was nearby, and they didn't dare to stop any longer.

Lan Jing stepped on the sea water to stabilize his body, he turned his head and glanced at Mu Zixing, who seemed to be in a very bad condition and was already in a semi-comatose state.

Lan Jing couldn't help but clicked his tongue in his heart, and patted Mu Zixing's face, "Hey, wake up."

Don't waste a long time, save a dead man and go back.

Outside the bar door, after hearing Mu Zixing's conversation with his subordinates, he became cautious and followed him quietly to see if he could find some clues against Lei Shao for future use.

When Mu Zixing and the others boarded the boat, he secretly swam from the water to the side of the big boat, then grabbed the side of the boat, climbed up, and lurked on the side of the boat without anyone noticing.

In the end, he didn't catch anything, but encountered a fight between gangsters.

Lan Jing secretly scolded himself for being unlucky, getting involved in such a danger, he should have retreated quietly, but at the moment Mu Zixing jumped into the sea, he couldn't help but chase after him.

The situation on the shore was exactly as Lan Jing had expected. After they couldn't find anyone, they hurriedly evacuated from the port.

Lan Jing couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and before the police arrived, he quickly dragged Mu Zixing ashore.

Mu Zixing lost consciousness due to excessive blood loss.

Lan Jing bypassed the surveillance, got him into his car, and then quickly left the pier.

But where to send Mu Zixing is a problem.

He couldn't go to the nearest hospital. Mu Zixing was shot, and the doctor would definitely call the police.

Lan Jing estimated that this person would rather die than go to the police station.

But he didn't want to send people to Lei Shao, he wanted Mu Zixing to know exactly who saved him.

While driving the car, Lan Jing thought about it, and suddenly thought of a friend whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

Cong should have a solution.

Lan Jing turned to Cong Lang's phone and dialed it, and the other end quickly picked it up.

"Baby, miss me?" Young Master Cong's frivolous tone came through the car stereo.

"Get out," Lan Jing said straight to the point, "Do you know any surgeons?"