"Naa! The eldest sister's head, is the street corner in front, the guy who took the lead in arguing with the dirty uncle yesterday is the guy squatting and smoking, you look at the ribbon fish tattooed on his body, it is not a good thing at first glance! Little Jasmine, who was hiding behind a wooden box in the alley, reached out and pointed to Sakura, a sturdy man who was sitting bare-chested in front of the window of the shop across the street with two circles of coiled dragons tattooed on his body, and said with a look of disgust.

Don't blame little Jasmine for judging people by their appearance, it's really that the tattoos on this product are too weird, normal people generally have more than a circle of dragons on the upper body, and it's almost the same, squatting on the opposite side of the guy, the slender dragon body like a fish has been coiled on the body more than two times, and the dragon head part that should be the most brilliant doesn't know if the tattoo master's skills are not good or this product has gained weight after the tattoo, the pattern is actually a little deformed, and the corners of the mouth look like a crazy smile, and it is not a serious ribbon fish at a glance! …… Wrong! It's a serious person!

A group of young and strong people with tattoos on their bodies are either fish, geckos, and spiders squatting in front of the window of the store, so frightened that passers-by dare not pass in front of the door, and they run all the way to the other side of the street. It is estimated that the store owner's heart must be quite broken, and reciting MMP silently a hundred times in his mouth can't relieve the raging anger in his heart.

Brother Daiyu, who disturbed people's business and unconsciously was surrounded by two younger brothers, he didn't know what to say about the happy thing, he grinned and showed his black teeth, laughing loudly, not knowing how disturbing his dignity was, not to mention contraception, and even exorcism was enough!

Patiently hiding in the alley and observing for a while, Sakura sent away the two little girls who were waiting a little impatiently and clamoring to go to the movies, and stayed where they were for about half an hour, and the three Jamaicans who had quarreled with Brother Obiyu that Little Jasmine said also appeared.

Seeing that yesterday's warning did not have an effect, Brother Daiyu, who was originally in a good mood and was full of smiles, suddenly pulled down his face, the two sides glanced at each other on the street, and walked into the back alley of the shopping street with a tacit understanding, Sakura took the PPK pistol out of the storage space, screwed on the muffler, and quietly followed the past. (The tail line is very impolite, good boys must not learn!) ）

Yesterday, Williams, a member of the Jamaican Sharks, was peddling medicine on a street corner as usual, and before he could disperse, he was inexplicably warned by several Vietnamese, and the goods were also robbed. When he returned to the gang and lost his territory and was empty-handed, he was laughed at by his companions, and the boss had already spoken---- if he didn't want to start again from the bottom of the coolie, then he must snatch back the territory lost from his hands.

Although he is always a little timid about the group of guys in the Vietnamese Gang, but it is even more scary for his own boss to get angry, Williams is going to take two partners with good relations to be bold today, planning to get the field back.

Walking into the corner at the end of the alley, the two sides who were not even angry broke out into a fierce quarrel without even saying a few words, first throwing harsh words and warnings at each other, and soon developed into a matriarchal family greeting each other, and it seemed that there was only one fuse away from the performance of the whole martial arts.

Sakura, who followed the alley, squatted around the corner not far away, stretched out the makeup mirror, and used the mirror reflection to observe the development of the situation.

Seeing that the actors on both sides had started acting according to the script, Sakura pricked up his ears and eavesdropped on the content of the quarrel between the two sides, from indifferent trash talk to exposing the old bottom and threatening each other, and the quarrel lasted for several minutes without saying any key content, which made people feel bored.

When the plot further developed and just entered the time when they pushed each other and showed their guns to warn each other, Sakura started his own actions, stretched out the barrel of the gun along the corner of the wall, and pulled the trigger several times in a row according to the direction in which the two sides were standing, and then put the gun in his arms and rushed out of the alley without looking back.

Relying on his extraordinary agility, Sakura swept through the crosswalk and stood still, and after two deep breaths, he stood in front of the window of a new clothing store as if nothing happened, and it was only then that the sound of gunshots like popping beans began to sound in the depths of the alley across the street. At first, the pedestrians on the street thought it was the sound of firecrackers set off by the opening of the store, and no one paid much attention to it, but a minute later, two black men covered in blood ran out of the alley with each other's arms, and from time to time they turned around and shot at the back, which made everyone realize that something was wrong.

Pedestrians on the road began to run for their lives, and Sakura followed the flow of people to hide in a café facing the street, threw himself under the window, and leaned out of the vanity mirror to check the entrance of the alley.

Waiting for the two black men to run away, Brother Daiyu, who was still talking and laughing with his little brother just now, staggered at the entrance of the alley alone, and the dragon head with a foolish smile on his chest was not clear with blood at the moment, holding a knife in his left hand and a gun in his right hand looked very powerful, but unfortunately he leaned on the lamppost and gasped before he went far.

Unlike the 80s, when the police were always late, the bed owner police station in 05 responded much faster, and almost at the same time as Brother Yu struggled to move out of the alley, two policemen patrolling on foot ran over from a distance.

The police, who were already highly nervous because of the gunshots on the pedestrian street, saw Brother Daiyu who was about to be dyed with blood, but still holding the knife and gun in his hand, he immediately pulled out the police M36 and pointed at it and warned Brother Daiyu loudly, telling him to obediently put down the gun in his hand and kneel on the ground with his head in his hands.

Just experienced a hand-to-hand combat, the adrenaline secretion of the almost explosive fish brother was pointed at the gun, and immediately reflexively raised the Tokarev TT33 pistol in his hand, (the domestic model is May Fourth, and it is not wrong to call it Black Star!) Without even thinking about it, he pulled the trigger directly.

Fortunately, because of Brother Daiyu's injury and excessive blood loss, this shot did not hit anyone, but only pierced the mailbox on the side of the road.

The two patrolmen were startled by the sudden sound of gunshots, and regardless of whether the first bullet in the magazine was empty, they frantically pulled the trigger and began to shoot at each other in the street.

Brother Fish, who had already fired multiple shots in the alley, fired only two shots, and the magazine of the TT33 was shot empty, and it was impossible for the two policemen to give the bandit time to change the magazine, and all the bullets in the revolver were fired in just three or five seconds. Brother Ribbon, who was shot five times in his body, was completely beaten into a colander, and slowly collapsed to the ground, convulsing and unable to stand up again.

Inside the café, Sakura looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction.

With one Jamaican dead and two wounded, the Vietnamese annihilated, and a small turf friction between the two gangs amplified in an artificial straight line, the street war between the two sides will soon reach a climax if a little more misunderstood news is released.