Special District 9 Chapter 107: The Greatest Card of the Ma Family

In the construction site that had already halted work, Ma Lao-er and Liu Zishu, supporting Little Liu on their shoulders, stumbled across the metal fence demarcating the area. They were just about to head into the sewers when footsteps sounded behind them.

“Ma Lao-er, looks like you still have some drive in you?” Xing Zihao sneered from behind with a rifle in hand. With an excited glint of a predator eyeing its prey in his eyes, he howled, “Show some tenacity, or else it’ll be too boring if I get you right away!”

“They entered from there.”

“I saw them, they are by the side of the sewers!”

“…!”

The shouts of the men on Xing Zihao’s side also sounded one after another.

Ma Lao-er placed Little Liu by the side of a massive concrete trench before instructing, “Zishu, you take Little Liu down into the sewers.”

Bang bang!

The sly Xing Zihao hid behind the metal fence as he moved all over the place and fired toward the entrance of the sewage, sealing off their only route of escape.

Beside the sewage, Ma Lao-er and Liu Zishu fired back with their guns, but Xing Zihao wasn’t planning on charging in at all. They were simply firing a distance to prevent them from running away.

Just like that, there was a standstill between both sides for around twenty seconds before Ma Lao-er turned to his side and shouted, “Zishu, prepare my bullets!”

Liu Zishu had suffered shots to his left arm and right leg during these twenty seconds while trying to enter the sewer, causing him to be practically immobilized. He lay on the floor with a despaired expression on his face, saying, “I… I only have two bullets left… I used up the rest of them already.”

Ma Lao-er was stunned.

The gunshots from Xing Zihao’s side also finally stopped as well. Hiding behind the metal fence, Xing Zihao shouted, “Do you still have any moves? Otherwise, I’m heading in now!”

There was no response from the construction site.

Xing Zihao licked his lips. He pointed to his subordinate and instructed, “Bring two men in. I want you to test if they still have any ammunition on hand.”

The subordinate was hesitant to become a guinea pig for something like this, but he had witnessed Xing Zihao’s cruelty for himself earlier. He could only steel his determination and beckon two men over before heading through the metal fence.

Even as the three of them rushed in with guns, Ma Lao-er and Liu Zishu still sat on the floor completely powerless, not reacting at all.

“Fuck! Don’t move and raise your hands!” the subordinate roared as he pointed his gun at them.

“Aren’t you good at running? Run!”

“Bastards, I’ll kill you!”

The other two men brought in by the subordinates had gone red-eyed. They furiously raised their guns and smashed them down on Ma Lao-er and Liu Zishu.

These men who made a living from Xing Zihao were constantly forced to repress themselves. There was no man who wasn’t afraid of death, but Xing Zihao was the kind of boss who only cared about getting the job done with money, not bothering about their life and death at all. Yet, if they were to coward out and quit this job, there was no guarantee that they would be able to make a living here in Fengbei. Due to these conditions, their plight couldn’t be said to be any better than those who lived in the slums of Dirt Street.

Ma Lao-er and Liu Zishu were beaten to the point where they were bleeding all over. They were curled into a ball on the snowfield as they were kicked around the place, making them look incredibly pitiful.

Xing Zihao waited for a while, but there were still no gunshots sounding from the inside. So, he turned to the remaining two people with him and instructed, “The two of you head in first.”

The two of them glanced at one another before charging in as well. Xing Zihao followed carefully behind them with controlled footsteps as he barked out a command, “Search their body! Take out whatever phone and the sort they have. Hurry up!”

The crowd immediately halted their beating. The subordinate lowered his head and ordered Ma Lao-er and the others, “Raise your hand!”

Hearing that the enemy was going to search their body, Ma Lao-er clenched his left fist tightly. He suddenly sat up on the ground and grabbed the gun, which he had hidden by the side, and fired entirely on his instincts.

Bang!

That gunshot caused a spurt of blood to gush out of Xing Zihao’s left shoulder, and the impact caused him to stagger two steps back right away. Despite the suddenness of the gunshot, Xing Zihao reacted quickly and tilted his body leftward.

Bang!

The second gunshot sounded. The man walking in front of Xing Zihao took a bullet to his chest before collapsing onto the ground.

Pah pah!

Following that, the sound of the trigger being pulled echoed in the air, but no bullets came out. The completely red-eyed Ma Lao-er immediately leaped to his feet and whipped out a dagger from his body, shouting, “Even if I were to die, I’ll skin you alive first!”

“Hold him down!”

Xing Zihao grabbed his wounded shoulder, and all of a sudden, he yelled hysterically.

Bang bang!

Two gunshots sounded, and Ma Lao-er suffered bullets to his right leg and fell back down to the ground.

“You try moving again, and I’ll kill you!” the subordinate pushed his gun into Ma Lao-er head as he shouted.

“You fucker!” Ma Lao-er shouted as he shoved the knife right toward the subordinate. “Kill me right now then!”

The subordinate couldn’t possibly dare to really fire at Ma Lao-er without permission, so he ended up being cut deep by the knife. Left with no choice, he raised his gun and smashed it down on Ma Lao-er.

While everyone’s attention was fixated on Ma Lao-er, Little Liu suddenly pounced up with his bloodied body, and with a knife in his right hand, he gathered every last ounce of energy he had to charge at Xing Zihao tenaciously.

The panicked Xing Zihao immediately backed away as he raised his rifle in a fluster.

Puchi!

As Little Liu’s dagger pierced forth, Xing Zihao tried to dodge to the side, and the dagger ended up stabbing into his hip bone.

“Let’s go to hell together!” Little Liu roared frenziedly as he tried to pull out the knife and stab once more.

Bang bang!

Xing Zihao shot at Little Liu twice with his rifle at point-blank, blasting off the latter’s heart. Little Liu’s eyes widened as he stumbled three steps forward as he lowered his head to look at the injury on his chest. As blood spurted forth from his body, he mumbled to himself, “It was… just a matter of time.”

Gudong!

Little Liu fell frontward. As his body spasmed from death throes, he turned his head to the side to look at Ma Lao-er.

“Little Liu!” Ma Lao-er howled in despair. He had already been held down to the ground, so there was nothing he could do.

The severely injured Liu Zishu lay by the side of the sewer as he fumbled for the dagger that was slotted by his waist, “Let’s go together then.”

By the side of the metal fence, Xing Zihao touched the gun wound on his arm with a pale face as he stared at Ma Lao-er in disbelief. He slowly made his way over as his expression turned into rage, and he bellowed, “The rest of you, get out of the way!”

The subordinate snatched the knife away from Ma Lao-er’s hands and kicked his front chest down to pin him on the ground. Meanwhile, the other men quickly moved to the side to give some room for Xing Zihao to deal with Ma Lao-er.

“Shoot me, huh? You dare to shoot me?” Xing Zihao had a frenzied expression on his face as he howled at Ma Lao-er. “Do you know who I am? AH?!”

Peng peng!

Xing Zihao raised his rifle and smashed it down on Ma Lao-er face.

“If not to capture Old Ma, do you think that I would have kept you alive till now?”

Peng peng!

“You bunch of rotten scoundrels. Even maggots like you who live at the very bottom dare to fight against me? Know your own place!”

Peng peng!

“…!”

After smashing the gun ten times or so, Ma Lao-er’s nose caved him, and his teeth flew out of his mouth. His cheeks were so bruised that he hardly looked human anymore.

Xing Zihao glared at Ma Lao-er while gasping for air, shouting, “Raise your head! I told you to raise your head!”

Ma Lao-er raised his head in a daze and muttered, “… I have lost, I admit it… But one day, you’ll die to one of our men…”

“What did you say?” Xing Zihao asked coldly as he stepped forward. He raised his rifle up high and smashed it down on the crane of Ma Lao-er’s head. At the same time, he spoke forcefully, “You’re still dreaming of killing me, huh? Fuck you! If I were to die, half of those living in Dirt Street will be buried together with me! All it takes is just one word from Prosperous Dragon Pharmaceuticals for the supply of medicine in Special District 9 to be cut by 40%! Who would dare to touch me? Even the mayor of your Fengbei wouldn’t dare!”

Outside the metal fence, several figures suddenly rose up and charged into the construction sites with their guns. A domineering voice echoed across the air, “Son of a bitch! I’ll send you to hell!”

Xing Zihao turned his head around in astonishment.

Three meters away, an old face came into his view. The barrel of a gun was already aimed right at his head.

“You dare…?!” Xing Zihao subconsciously retreated two steps back as he instinctively tried to raise his rifle to shoot.

“I am Songjiang’s Old Ma, and there’s nothing that I dare not do!”

Without any hesitation, Old Ma pulled the trigger.

Bang bang bang!

There were three consecutive gunshots before Xing Zihao fell over.

The aged Old Ma was holding onto his gun with his right hand as he lightly tugged his trademark military coat aside and revealed a row of bombs on him. With a nonchalant expression on his face, he shouted, “Youngsters nowadays sure are conceited. Do you think that someone of my age will care about what your background is?! Is there anyone else who wants to play with me? I’m more than happy to oblige!”

Footsteps sounded outside the construction site once more at this moment. Guan Qi, Old Cat, and the others rushed in with their guns, and they shouted, “Don’t move! Squat down!”

At the very back of the newly arrived group was Qin Yu. When he caught sight of the dead Xing Zihao lying on the ground, he froze in place.