Rebirth Hong Kong as a hero

Chapter 118 Unstoppable
in the suite.

The two groups each occupied a corner, staring at each other covetously, and each was ready to shoot at any time when the boss gave an order.

on the seat.

Eight-faced Buddha and Tan Cheng looked at each other with playful expressions.

"Ha ha."

Eight-faced Buddha shook his long hair, and waved his hands to signal Ma Zai not to panic: "Everyone relax, Boss Cheng is a famous figure in Saigon."

He looked at Tan Cheng: "Boss Cheng, those who tell you to relax, I, the Eight-faced Buddha, have been walking outside for many years, since I dared to come today, I have predicted everything that should be expected."

"Tell me, what are your conditions."

"Okay, since you're so straightforward, I, Tan Cheng, won't beat around the bush with you."

Don't be nervous when Tan Cheng throws his hands away, he said straight to the point: "It's very simple, you can do things for you if you want me to."

He leaned forward, looked at the Eight-faced Buddha with the corner of his mouth slightly raised, and stretched out a finger: "One ton, you send me a ton of goods, and I will help you get rid of Lin Kun."

"A ton?!"

Eight-faced Buddha squinted his eyes when he heard the words, shook his cigar and said, "Isn't it a little too much for a ton of goods?!"

"A ton is very little."

Tan Cheng withdrew his body, spread his hands on the sofa, and squinted at the Eight-faced Buddha: "I will help you get rid of Lin Kun. Not only did you avenge him, but you also took over his market. You don't care about this deal." Not bad."

"Think about it, how big is the market on Hong Kong Island now? It's not just us, Zhongxinyi is also in the flour business. If you dominate the market here, you may not be able to cooperate with Zhongxinyi."

"Um"

Eight-faced Buddha pondered briefly: "That's fine, let's talk about how you are going to do it?"

"You don't have to worry about how I do it."

Tan Cheng snorted softly, but did not answer the question of the Eight-faced Buddha: "What you have to do now is to send me a batch of goods first, and let me see your sincerity. What do you think?"

"Ha ha."

The Eight-faced Buddha smiled and snapped his fingers: "It happens that I have a batch of goods in my hand, [-] kilograms, and I will test the water for Boss Cheng first."

"readily."

Tan Cheng nodded in satisfaction, stood up from the sofa, and stretched out his hand to the Eight-faced Buddha: "Then you just wait for my good news."

After coming out of the hotel, a group of people got into the car and left quickly.

rear.

In the black car.

Song Zijie from the Saigon Police Station sat in the driver's seat, watched Tan Cheng and others driving away, waited for a while, and then drove up.

"Boss."

Dasha sat in the co-pilot's seat, glanced at the car following in the rearview mirror: "Do you want to get rid of Song Zijie who is following behind?"

"Eh."

Tan Cheng waved his hand to signal that he should not be nervous: "Let him follow. This kid is useful. Aren't we going to deal with Lin Kun? This kid just happens to be useful."

"Keep it for now."

"it is good."

Dasha stopped talking when he heard the words.

The car was driving fast on the road, and Tan Cheng sat in the back seat and squinted his eyes to rest, quickly summing up in his mind.

Cooperating with the Eight-faced Buddha, Tan Cheng originally planned to enter the flour market, and cooperating with him is actually maximizing his own interests.

He had heard of Lin Kun in Tsim Sha Tsui a long time ago, and he had even inquired specifically about it. Lin Kun himself was very low-key, and all his business was managed by a handsome guy named Ji Bu.

and so.

As long as this kid named Ji Bu is dealt with, Lin Kun basically has no ability to make any troubles again.

soon.

Tan Cheng had an idea, opened his eyes and looked at Dasha: "Did you hear about the three brothers who were helped by Yau Tsim Wang Yue Nan a few days ago?"

"Ah."

Dasha nodded: "Yue Nanzi blackmailed a batch of Lin Kun's goods, and they were sold."

"Correct."

Tan Cheng snapped his fingers and looked forward: "Yue Nanzi is dead, Lin Kun and the others will definitely take over his territory."

"You start with this matter."

He ticked his fingers at Dasha: "Also, Ji Bu's land in Tsim Sha Tsui also caused him some troubles, so you like this"

"Ok."

Dasha nodded upon hearing this.

Soon.

The car stopped by the side of the road, Dasha took Ma Zai out of the car and changed to the car behind, and parted ways with Tan Chengcheng.

Song Zijie who was following behind looked at Dasha who was separated from Tan Cheng, thought briefly and then chose to follow Dasha.

"Slow down!"

Dasha glanced at Song Zijie who was following up in the rearview mirror: "Don't let this kid get lost."

Soon.

The car stopped at the entrance of the alley, Dasha walked into the alley and had a quick exchange with the person who had been waiting inside, handed him a note and left, the other party looked at the note and then threw it away. Also left in the trash can on the side of the road.

This scene was seen by Song Zijie who was following behind. After they left, they entered the alley, rummaged through the trash can, and found the note just now:

Tomorrow night, Tsim Sha Tsui Brilliant Nightclub deals.

"Humph."

Song Zijie clutched the note tightly in his pocket, and then drove away.

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Yau Tsim Mong.

In a nightclub private room.

Wu Fei and A Ji sat on the sofa chatting with the four boys.

Tonight, they gathered together all the persons in charge of the venue that had been covered by the Yue Nan gang, and planned to have a small meeting.

The Yue Nan gang has fallen, and it is not difficult to take back their territory. After tonight's small meeting, basically no one will have any objections.

Soon.

All the people who should be there were present, and there was no too much trouble during the entire meeting.

Everyone originally came out to ask for money, but now the more murmured, it's just another person to manage it. As long as there is money to be made, everyone has nothing to say.

After the basic conclusions are finalized.

Originally, the two of them were going to leave directly, but the people in these places insisted on keeping them drinking.

A Ji didn't have much interest in this kind of occasion, so he left Wu Fei and a few boys to play in it, and left first.

Eleven at night.

Wu Fei led Ma Zai out of the nightclub hiccupping, and walked towards the car parked by the side of the road.

on the street.

The two cars drove towards the nightclub quickly, the sound roared, and the people who were about to get in the car subconsciously turned their heads to look.

The car screeched to a stop next to them, and four or five men in black in the car opened the doors and got out one after another.

Dasha took the lead, without waiting for the Wufly to react, he directly pushed the Wufly down on the hood.

"Don't move!"

The big black star in the hands of several people aimed their guns at the boy who was just about to reach out to touch his pocket.

"Hem home shovel!"

Most of the drunkenness on Wufly dissipated immediately, and he struggled to break free from Dasha, but his body was pressed against the hood and he couldn't move.

"Snapped!"

Dasha picked up the butt of his gun and smashed it on the head of Wufly: "Pujie boy, be honest!" After speaking, he grabbed Wufly and took it to the car.

The boys next to them threatened a few people with a big black star, then left quickly and disappeared at the end of the street by car. The whole process only took about 30 seconds.

the other side.

Tsim Sha Tsui.

Brilliant nightclub.

Big Brother Ji led people to inspect the venue, and looked at the full hall with smiles on his face. The nightclub has been in good business since its opening.

while walking.

Big Brother Ji happened to pass by the toilet, and a strange smell came into his nose, and he turned his head to look inside.

in the toilet.

A junkie is huddled in a corner, sucking on flour.

"Grass!"

The boss Ji frowned, and immediately greeted Ma Zai, and pointed at the people inside: "What the hell is going on? How could such a person appear in our venue?"

According to Ji Bu's instructions, these things never appeared in their venues.

"I do not know."

There was confusion in Ma Zai's eyes.

"What the hell are you doing in a daze, throw people out quickly!"

The boss Ji cursed angrily, beckoned Ma Zai to throw him out, and was just about to leave after dealing with this matter.

He seemed to have noticed something was wrong again, and always felt that this matter was a bit weird.

Now who doesn't know that they have never been in the flour business in this area, it makes no sense that such a person will appear in their own place.

Big Brother Ji turned around and looked at the aisle of the private room, and shouted: "Come on, now show me one private room after another, and see if there are any flour-washing people rushing to the street!"

"it is good!"

Ma Zai responded and was about to call for someone with the walkie-talkie.

suddenly.

There was a commotion at the door: "Police, check!"

The boss Ji felt a "thump" in his heart, and immediately went out to block the door, looking at the strange man in front of him.

The man was a new face, never seen before, young and handsome, with an immature look on his brows, standing at the door with his hips akimbo, scanning the interior of the nightclub expressionlessly.

"Sir, come and play."

Big Brother Ji smiled, took out the cigarette in his pocket and handed it over.

"Play a fart!"

Song Zijie reached out and took out his ID, and yelled at his men to enter the venue to search, but was stopped by the boss Ji.

"Sir Song!"

Big Brother Ji looked at Song Zijie's ID: "You are from the Saigon Police Station, there is no reason for you to take care of this place, you don't have it"

"Step aside!"

Song Zijie interrupted him without waiting for him to finish speaking:
"We received a report from an informant that there was a flour transaction in your premises tonight, and it was also suspected of hiding West Drugs personnel and providing them with a venue."

"If there is any problem, you will know, get out of the way!"

He directly reached out and pressed the .[-] holster on his waist, which meant it was self-evident.

"!"

Big Brother Ji gritted his teeth, thought for a while and stepped aside.

Song Zijie yelled at the buddies and rushed out, and quickly searched the nightclub, and it didn't take long for someone to come out:
"Song Sir, we found several packets of flour in the private room, and the initial estimate weighs about one kilogram!"

"Song Sir, we caught two West Drugs personnel who were about to run away!"

"you!"

Song Zijie reached out and pointed at Big Brother Ji, stepped in front of him, and directly grabbed the collar of Big Brother Ji who was about to call Ji Bu:

"Say, where are the people who delivered the goods to you tonight? Where did your accomplices go?!"

"."

Big Brother Ji gritted his teeth and denied, "I don't know, I don't."

"Oh, very good."

Song Zijie sneered, and directly signaled the man to take him away: "Since you don't want to tell, then I'll invite you to the police station to tell!"

He greeted his fellows: "Clear the venue, take all the relevant personnel away, and interrogate them one by one!"

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Ocean.

"okay, I get it."

Holding the phone, Ji Bu replied blankly, "Wait for me."

Just after hanging up the phone, the call came in again: "Boss is not good, the Brilliant Nightclub was swept by the police, the nightclub was closed, and Brother Ji was also taken away!"

"Who led the team?"

"What is the name of Song Zijie from the Saigon Police Station?"

"..."

Ji Bu squeezed the space between his eyebrows: "Okay, I got it, stop the business of other venues, and find out if there are any other problems."

Just hung up.

Outside the office, Hua Tsai rushed in anxiously: "Boss, something happened to the crowfly?!"

"Ah."

Ji Bu nodded, "I was taken away in Yau Tsim Mong."

The phone on the desk rang again.

Ji Bu picked it up: "Hello."

"..."

There was a brief silence on the other end of the phone, and then there was laughter: "Hahaha, Boss Ji, are you satisfied with the gift I gave you tonight?!"

"what"

Ji Bu was stunned for a moment, holding the phone expressionlessly: "Not bad, I was really surprised."

"Surprised? Isn't it frightened?"

The man sneered, and his tone sank: "Let me introduce myself. My name is Tan Cheng. On the road, give me face and call me Big Brother Cheng."

"Cheng Boss?"

Ji Bu narrowed his eyes, but his tone remained unchanged: "Why, Boss Cheng is not doing a good job of counterfeiting banknotes, so why are you interested in playing with Ji Bu?!"

I haven't even troubled Tan Cheng yet, but I didn't expect Tan Cheng to take the lead. It doesn't make sense.

phone here.

"No way, I need money."

Tan Cheng replied with a smile, picked up the phone and walked over to Wu Fei whose face was covered in blood, and stretched the phone forward:
"Pu Jiezi, your boss is here, talk to your boss."

Wu Fei raised his head, stared at Tan Cheng with wide-eyed eyes, and did not speak.

"Grass!"

Dasha picked up the stick beside him and smashed it directly on Wu Fei's back: "Pounce on your mother, Boss Cheng wants you to talk!"

"Pfft."

Wu Fei twitched and fell to the ground, gritted his teeth and did not speak, staring at Tan Cheng fiercely.

"tsk"

Tan Cheng clicked his tongue, took the phone and said with a smile: "Boss Ji, your horse has a lot of backbone. He doesn't say a word when you beat him up so much. He's well educated!"

"enough!"

Ji Bu scolded in a cold voice: "Tell me, how do you want to play?!"

"It's simple."

Tan Cheng's thoughtful voice came: "I have heard of Boss Ji's reputation for a long time, and I have never had a chance to meet you."

"How about this, you bring 500 million in cash and come directly to me to get someone, first say yes, don't play tricks, I'm a counterfeit banknote, it's useless to come here."

"Also, you can only bring one person here, and it can only be one person, otherwise this kid will die immediately!"

He spoke quickly: "I'll tell you the address, it's in Man Mo Temple, come here, you have two hours!"

Done.

The other end of the phone hung up immediately.

"Oh shit."

Ji Bu slapped the phone back, frowned and lit a cigarette.

Why did Tan Cheng suddenly go against him?
It doesn't make sense.

It's very unreasonable, everyone is originally in two completely different fields, Tan Cheng has no reason to take the initiative to provoke himself.

Could it be that he knew about his relationship with Mark Lee?
Nor is it.

If he found out about his relationship with Mark Lee, then Mark Lee must be the first to suffer.

Very inexplicable.

"Big guy!"

Hua Tsai listened to the general idea just now, seeing that Ji Bu didn't speak, he said, "I'm going to call someone now."

"no need."

Ji Bu put away his thoughts and didn't have time to think too much, so he waved his hand:

"I'll just take Aji with me. Now go and stabilize the situation under your control. If no one shows up, the people below will panic."

"But."

Hua Tsai still wanted to speak, but Ji Bu directly rejected him: "Tan Cheng came after me, if nothing else happened, he wanted to keep me there."

"Grass!"

Hua Tsai gritted his teeth and cursed, his expression hesitated for a moment: "Let's lead someone to kill him directly, if the crowfly can live, he will live, if he can't, I will avenge him!"

"okay!"

Ji Bu stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder: "I understand what you mean, but that's not the way to be a boss. Just wait, I'll bring him back."

He paused for a moment, and then changed the topic: "How about this, you take a handsome boy to the underground garage downstairs of Henglian Finance Company, and look for Mark Li."

Now that Tan Cheng had already made a move, Ji Bu couldn't figure out what Tan Cheng was thinking, so fortunately he cut the mess quickly and directly copied Tan Cheng's old background.

Simple and crude.

"Mark Lee?"

Hua Tsai was taken aback when he heard the words: "Why are you looking for him?"

Ji Bu has already gone out with his coat: "Just follow him, he will tell you how to do it."

downstairs.

Aji had already driven and waited.

Ji Bu opened the door and sat in: "Henglian Financial Company." Not long after the car arrived, Ji Bu went straight to the underground garage and found Mark Lee:
"Come with me, take me to see Uncle Jian."

"Ok?"

Ma Keli's face froze, but he followed Ji Bu into the car: "Tan Cheng tied my horse and threatened me. Uncle Jian makes bombs, help me get some."

The car shuttled quickly on the road, and stopped at the gate of the United Taxi Company in a short time, and the two got off one after the other.

"pony?"

Seeing Mark Lee walk in, Uncle Jian got up and stood up: "Why are you free to come to my place today?"

His eyes fell on Ji Bu: "Who is this?"

"Uncle Jian."

Mark Lee got straight to the point, very straightforward: "I want to get some goods from you, is there a bomb?"

"I"

Uncle Jian looked at Mark Li's expression, and said no more: "Have you figured it out?! Ah Hao, he definitely doesn't want to see you like this."

"Ah."

Seeing Mark Lee nodding, Uncle Jian waved and led them to the basement, where he opened the safe placed against the wall.

He took out a box from the bottom floor and opened it. It was a box with six grids, and it contained two grenades.

"There are only two."

Ji Bu bent down, took out the grenade, hung it in the inner pocket of his suit, and pulled the hem of his clothes: "Thank you, Uncle Jian."

"Young boy, be careful."

Uncle Jian said: "This thunder is very powerful, so be careful when using it."

Several people came outside the house.

Ma Keli was about to get into the car after Ji Bu, but was stopped by Ji Bu: "You don't have to go with me."

"."

Ma Keli looked at Ji Bu, but he didn't get in the car again, and closed the car door behind his back: "Remember what you promised me?!"

"Don't worry, I can't die."

Ji Bu waved his hand without looking back: "If conditions permit, I will help you get rid of Tan Cheng tonight."

"You go back to Henglian Financial Company now, my people are already waiting for you, go and destroy Tan Cheng's counterfeit banknote base.

Done.

The car jumped out on the spot with a kick of the gas pedal.

"Directly lift the counterfeit banknote base?!"

Ma Keli didn't expect Ji Bu to act in such a wild way, and he didn't react when he stood there.

He looked at the tail lights of the car that disappeared, and got into Uncle Jian's taxi instead: "Uncle Jian, lend me the car."

The taxi kicked the gas pedal and jumped out, heading towards Henglian Finance Company. As soon as it arrived at the underground garage, it saw Hua Tsai who was leading the team.

The two of them met and knew each other naturally.

"Mark Lee!"

"follow me!"

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twelve o'clock in the evening.

Three entrances and two openings are in the Man Mo Temple.

Tan Cheng stood in front of the incense table with a cigarette in his mouth, picked up three sticks of incense and lit them.

In front.

Emperor Wen and Emperor Wu each stood on one side.

Emperor Wen holds a writing brush and is responsible for literature and official salary.

Emperor Wu, also known as Guan Wu Shengjun, was wearing a green robe, holding a long sword, with a slightly flushed face, and his expression was not angry but majestic, overlooking the four directions.

Tan Cheng took the three sticks of incense and bowed three times, then inserted the incense into the incense burner on the desk in front of him, and wisps of green smoke spiraled upwards.

At this moment.

There was a sound of brakes on the street outside.

Tan Cheng turned around and looked.

Under the light of the car, Ji Bu walked in with A Ji and the two of them one after the other.

They had just walked into the yard when horse boys who had been hiding in the yard appeared from the shadows one after another, aiming at the two of them with micro guns and slowly surrounded them.

As soon as Tan Cheng gave an order, the two of them were immediately beaten into a sieve.

"Ah."

Ji Bu didn't even look at the people around him, he kept walking, and walked forward, while A Ji followed behind with his suitcase, and his steps were equally steady.

The two came to the center of the courtyard.

"stop!"

Tan Cheng stood at the door, staring at Ji Bu with a smile: "That's good, Boss Ji is really powerful enough to dare to come with a person."

Ji Bu's expression remained unchanged: "Where are my people?"

"Bring it out."

Following Tan Cheng's order, the very weak Crowfly, whose face was covered with blood, was dragged out by Dasha.

"Jibu!"

Dasha stretched out his hand and patted Wu Fei's face, raised his foot and kicked Wu Fei's rear popliteal, and knelt directly on the ground, saying with disdain:
"It's not that I'm talking about you, it's just that the crow flies are so fun, I don't even want to lift my shoes, but you actually use him as a horse, it's a shame to say it!"

"My horse is always the prettiest one."

Ji Bu looked at Dasha blankly: "Let him go."

"Ah."

Dazed glanced at Tan Cheng, seeing that he didn't speak, he picked up the crowfly on the ground and kicked it on his back.

"Big guy!"

Wu Fei couldn't stand upright, staggered and fell in front of Ji Bu, looked up at Ji Bu: "I'm useless"

"No need to say more."

Ji Bu motioned him not to say more, and looked at Tan Cheng coldly: "Boss Cheng takes special care of my horse, I will remember that."

"You're welcome."

Tan Cheng snorted and said, "Where's the money?"

"Here."

As soon as Ji Bu pouted, A Ji immediately swung the cash box in his hand forward, and was about to come forward.

"do not move!"

Tan Cheng directly stopped A Ji who was about to go forward, and pointed at Ji Bu: "I didn't ask you to bring it over, as long as you bring the money."

Done.

He snapped his fingers.

immediately.

The horsemen with guns on the side pulled the bolts one after another, and the bullets were loaded and aimed at the three of them: "I can take the money myself, and you are responsible for the death."

"Want to kill me?!"

Ji Bu raised his brows, took the cash box in A Ji's hand and stretched it forward, facing himself in fear:

"There is a bomb in here, kill me, then everyone will die together?"

As soon as this word comes out.

The boys who were still surrounding them subconsciously took two steps back to distance themselves.

"bomb?!"

Tan Cheng was stunned for a moment, and then sneered, "Are you older than me?! Who are you scaring?" He boldly took a step forward: "I, Tan Cheng, am in this position, how scared are you?!"

"You do not believe?!"

Ji Bu took a step forward with his suitcase in hand.

The horse boys around them took two steps back almost subconsciously.

Tan Cheng suppressed the fear in his heart, and stood there with his expression unchanged: "You are older than me?!"

"Come!"

Ji Bu held the suitcase in his hand and sent it in front of Tan Cheng: "Open it if you are brave enough, and it will explode!"

"Grass!"

Tan Cheng's face was ashen, and his hands were directly on the suitcase: "You think I dare not?" Although his tone remained the same, his hand on the suitcase shrank unconsciously.

"Open it!"

"Open!"

Ji Bu stared fixedly at Tan Cheng, and seeing Tan Cheng who was not moving, he pulled the suitcase back with his backhand:

"Since you dare not, I will come!"

"Crack!"

The buckle of the suitcase was bounced off by Ji Bu, and he threw the suitcase directly into the corner of the yard.

"boom!"

The suitcase exploded, and the whole ground trembled violently.

A big hole was directly blasted into the fence in the yard, and gravel flew in the flames, and then the whole wall collapsed.

The huge explosion impacted the heat wave and spread to the surroundings, causing everyone to avoid in all directions and temporarily avoid the sharp edge.

Ji Bu stood motionless, his clothes rolled up by the heat wave.

"Hem home shovel!"

Tan Cheng's heart beat violently, and after a short shock he was about to run back, but Ji Bu grabbed him.

"Kill him!"

Tan Cheng roared: "Kill him to death!"

"Who dares to shoot!"

Ji Bu took out a grenade again and held it in his hand, and shouted in an incomparably loud voice: "Come on, shoot, let's finish the game together!"

"Gudong!"

Looking at the grenade in Ji Bu's hand, Tan Cheng subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "Don't shoot!!"

"Shoot?!"

Ji Bu looked at Tan Cheng blankly: "You only asked me to bring one person here, come on, can you tell me how useful it is? Can you fucking keep me?!"

"We're going, no one can stop us."

Tan Cheng gritted his teeth and did not speak.

"go!"

Ji Bu waved his hands to signal A Ji to take Wu Fei into the car, and after the two got into the car, the car drove directly to the door, and A Ji shouted, "Boss, get in the car!"

"Everyone stand still and don't move. Hey, it's good. This is the posture. Everyone stay in this posture and don't move!"

Ji Bu reached out and patted Tan Cheng's face: "If you dare to move, I'll throw a grenade and blow you up immediately."

Done.

Ji Bu backed away.

Tan Cheng stood on the spot with sweat on his forehead, staring at Ji Bu who was retreating step by step with a cold expression, he just didn't dare to move when he stood there.

After seeing the power of the grenade just now, he was not sure that he could run away.

Ji Bu opened the door and got into the car, A Ji was already ready, stepped on the accelerator and jumped out of the car.

"shot!"

Tan Cheng let out a loud roar, and the pony boys turned their guns and were about to shoot at the car that flew out.

only.

The moment the car drove away, the grenade in Ji Bu's hand had already dropped and flew towards them.

The horse boys who had just gathered at the door saw the grenade flying over, and rushed around in panic without firing a single shot.

"boom!"

Amidst the huge explosion, the whole yard trembled, and several ponies who ran halfway were directly blown away by the bomb, causing many casualties.

After the explosion.

Tan Cheng got out from behind the pillar in disgrace, shook the dust off his head, looked at the car that had disappeared on the road, and slammed his fist on the pillar:

"Hem home shovel!"

According to his plan, as long as Ji Bu dares to come tonight and kill him in one go, then this matter will be over.

Who knows where Ji Bu got the grenade, it's fucking
Just then.

Dasha ran over in a panic, and said in a flustered tone, "Boss Cheng, it's bad, something happened to the counterfeit banknote base!"

"what?"

Tan Cheng's eyelids twitched, and he jumped up from the ground, stretched out his hand and grabbed Dasha: "What the hell are you talking about?!"

"An accident happened at the counterfeit banknote base!"

Dasha swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said quickly: "Just now, Mark Lee swept up our counterfeit banknote base and took away the tape."

"The lame horse?!"

Tan Cheng was taken aback again, and growled: "He is the only one who can take our counterfeit banknote base? He even took the tape?!"

"The lame horse isn't lame at all, he's just pretending!"

Dasha lost control of his voice and reported what he knew to Tan Cheng: "Also, he didn't go alone, Ji Bu's horse took people with him, and the people over there were killed or injured."

"Grass!"

Tan Cheng clenched his fists together tightly and smashed them on the pillar in a circle: "You motherfucker Ji Bu, how dare you copy me!"

"When did he get together with the lame horse?"

only.

No one answered his question.

Mark Lee, who was not lame, made those boys who had been with Mark Lee and Song Zihao a little scared.

"What should we do now?"

"What should I do? Go back first!"

Tan Cheng roared, and the shiny back of his hair was messed up and lost its original luster:
"Waste, a bunch of useless waste!"

"Fuck you fucking lame, I kindly take you in and you're fucking pretending to be lame!"

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Saigon Highway.

In a small clinic, a blackfly with a wound that was simply bandaged jumped out and fell to the ground.

A Ji followed and reached out to pull him.

"Do not touch me!"

Wu Fei swung open A Ji's palm, spat out a mouthful of blood, propped himself up from the ground, and staggered towards the outside.

"Fly!"

Ji Bu came out after him, frowned and shouted.

"Boss, don't worry about me!"

Wu Fei covered his chest with his hands, and staggered forward step by step: "I'm holding back on this matter, and I will solve it myself."

"Fly!"

Ji Bu stepped forward, stretched out his hand to hold Wu Fei: "Okay, this matter is over, I will deal with anything."

"Big guy!"

Wu Fei turned around and looked at Ji Bu, his swollen cheeks twitched slightly:

"Since my fly has followed you, I have never done a beautiful and important thing. I know that the boss will give me a chance!"

"Tonight, because of me, you and A Ji were almost buried in the Man Mo Temple and couldn't get out. I have no face for flies, so it's useless."

"Big guy!"

Wu Fei stretched out his hand to press the hood of the car, gasped heavily, and looked up at him:
"Let me do this by myself. If I don't do it, I won't be able to get through that test in my heart, and I won't be able to stand up again!"

"That Dasha caught me in the street, I must kill him with my own hands! Don't block me, give me a chance, okay?"

Done.

He turned and walked outside.

"Fly!"

Ji Bu stopped Wu Fei who was staggering out, chased after him and grabbed his hand, and stuffed the big black star into his hand:

"be careful."

"Ah."

Crowfly grabbed the big black star and left without looking back.

"Boss."

A Ji looked at the back of Wufly: "Wufly he"

"Let him go."

Ji Bu sighed and got into the car, signaling Ah Ji not to think too much:
"Wu Fei is such a face-loving person, this time he was not only slapped by Tan Cheng, but also humiliated by Dasha in front of me. If he doesn't vent his anger, Wu Fei will be useless."

"If he fails to kill Dasha, I will help him."

"Ah."

Hearing this, Ah Ji stopped talking, opened the car door and followed, the car drove towards Yuanyang, Hua Zai and Mark Lee were already waiting here.

"Boss."

Hua Tsai came up to meet him, looked at Ji Bu and A Ji, and then asked, "Where's Wu Fei?"

"He went to work on his own."

"Ah."

Hua Tsai didn't ask any more questions after hearing the words, and looked at Mark Li: "Brother Ma, take out the things."

Mark Lee hesitated for a moment, reached into his jacket and took out the tape under his arm: "This is what Tan Cheng used to make counterfeit money."

"Without this tape, they couldn't make it."

"it is good."

Ji Bu reached out to grab it, but Ma Keli didn't let go, and stared at him: "What are you going to do?"

Ji Bu asked back, "What do you want me to do?"

Mark Lee didn't speak, but let go after thinking for a while.

"Clap clap."

Ji Bu reached out and patted Mark Li on the shoulder, then turned to look at A Ji: "A Ji, pull your team to Baishawan Wharf."

"Since Tan Cheng wants to fight, let's swallow them all at once!"

"Work!"

"it is good!"

A Ji responded, and drove away directly.

Ji Bu turned around and walked into the office, picked up the phone, and hung up directly to Miao Zhihua's private number.

"Something happened at Wenwu Temple at night, and it has been resolved."

Ji Bu spoke quickly, "I'm going to do something at Baishawan Wharf in a while. Please help me mobilize the police in Saigon and give me enough time."

"no problem."

Miao Zhihua directly gave the guarantee without thinking: "It just so happens that Inspector Mo of the Saigon Police Station has a good relationship with me, so I will send him a letter to let him come later."

"it is good."

The two hung up the phone.

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the other side.

Wu Fei drove to Henglian Financial Company, the car was parked next to the roadside under the shade of a tree, and the shadow of the street lamp covered the black car.

In the Henglian counterfeit banknote base.

Tan Cheng checked the damage in the base with a livid face.

Aside from the casualties, not only was the tape snatched by Mark Lee, but a technician was also killed.

In a short time, it will definitely not be able to start work.

"Be the boss."

Dasha came up and looked around the messy base: "What should we do?! If Uncle Yao asks, we can't do business!"

"Hold the news first and don't let him know."

Tan Cheng thought for a while and gave an order: "Arrange someone to find Mark Lee, and I must get the tape back for me!"

"it is good."

Dasha responded and went down to make arrangements.

Tan Cheng tugged at the collar of his shirt impatiently, returned to the office and sat on the sofa, and sank into it.

What he thought was simple and simple, unexpectedly developed to this point. What puzzled him the most was when did Ji Bu get mixed up with Mark Lee.

Mark Lee, the shoveler, has been pretending to be lame and lurking by his side. If he had known that he shouldn't have been kept by his side, he should have just killed him.

"Be the boss."

Dasha pushed open the office door and walked in: "I thought about it just now, the lame horse is hanging out with Ji Bu now, maybe the tape is already in Ji Bu's hands."

"I know."

Tan Cheng took out the cigarette case impatiently, ready to take out the cigarette: "But can we go to Ji Bu now? No! He will definitely not return the tape to us."

Dasha asked back: "Then what shall we do?"

"Grass!"

Tan Cheng threw the empty cigarette box on the table, and said upsetly: "Go down and buy me a pack of cigarettes, let me think about it."

"Ok."

Dasha heard the words and went out directly.

Tan Cheng sat in his seat, the expression on his face changed rapidly, he was completely on the street tonight.

Not to mention that they didn't get rid of Ji Bu, but let Ji Bu copy the bottom line. The tapes were taken away by them, and they have offended Ji Bu. He will definitely not return the tapes to himself.

Want to get the tape back.

unless
Unless you hand over the Eight-faced Buddha to them!

Only in this way can Ji Bu return the tape to himself, but even so, he still has no initiative.

Furthermore.

On the Eight-faced Buddha's side, I have to think of a way to let him get in.

Oh shit.

Tan Cheng gritted his teeth anxiously, and quickly calculated in his heart that he had to think of a perfect solution.

downstairs.

After getting out of the elevator, Dasha came outside the Henglian Building, looked left and right, and then walked towards a 24-hour convenience store on the next street.

In the car not far away.

Crowfly's cheeks were swollen, and his eyes were fixed on Dasha who came out alone, panting heavily, pressing the bullets into the magazine one by one.

He pushed the magazine full of bullets into the magazine with a clear and crisp sound, and then he held the big black star in his right hand and pushed the car door with his left hand, and followed him unsteadily.

Convenience store.

Dasha went in and bought two packs of cigarettes. He unwrapped the cigarettes as he walked out, then took out the lighter, lit it, and took a puff.

At this moment.

Suddenly a voice came from behind.

"Hey!"

Dasha subconsciously turned around.

In the eyes.

The crowfly, whose head was wrapped in gauze and whose clothes were still stained with blood, came into Dasha's sight.

His face was bruised and swollen, and the gauze wrapped in it could faintly see blood oozing red, and his half-hunched waist made him not stand up straight.

Holding a big black star in his hand, the muzzle of the gun was pointed at himself.

"I"

Dumbfounded, his skin jumped, and he subconsciously reached out for the pistol pinned to his waist.

"boom!"

Flames spewed out from the muzzle of the Big Black Star's gun, and the bullet shot out and hit Dasha's shoulder, and blood mist burst out.

"boom!"

Wu Fei shot again with a blank face, and the bullet hit Dasha's thigh, and he fell to his knees on the ground.

"Grass!"

Wu Fei rushed up and kicked Dasha to the ground, kicked the big black star that fell out of his waist aside, and pointed the gun at his head:
"Shi Hugui, you fucking tied me up?!"

"Boss, boss!"

Dasha lay on the ground with a painful expression, feeling the cold muzzle on his forehead, and pressing the wound on his thigh with his palm:

He kept knocking his head on the ground: "Please, don't kill me, don't kill me!"

"Shit Hugh!"

Wu Fei put his finger on the trigger, and pulled the trigger without any hesitation: "Did you think about this day when you hit me!"

"I was forced!"

Dasha heard the voice in his ear, and lost his voice again: "Big brother wants me to tie you up, but I can't do anything, it's not that we want to kill you."

The muzzle of the Wufly gun was pushed forward again: "You are still fucking stubborn!"

"Boss Cheng cooperates with the Eight-faced Buddha, and it is the Eight-faced Buddha who asked us to kill you!"

"what?"

Wu Fei narrowed his eyes when he heard this.

Eight-faced Buddha.

Isn't this fucking just watching his old man.

Although Wu Fei was not involved in the matter of Lin Kun's flour channel, he still knew about the matter of Miancha.

"Say!"

Crowfly was no longer in a hurry to shoot: "What else do you know!"

"No, no more!"

Dasha shook his head: "That's all. Let's help him get rid of you. He will give us a batch of goods. It's as simple as that."

"very good!"

Crowfly glanced at him coldly, lowered the muzzle of the gun, and fired two shots at Dasha's ankle:

"For the sake of your thorough letter, Brother Fly will spare you today!"

He didn't even look at Dasha, stood up from the ground expressionlessly, and walked towards the car on the side of the road.

Behind.

With a painful expression on his face, Dasha struggled and crawled on the ground, picked up the big black star not far away, endured the pain and slowly raised his pistol, aiming at the flying crow that left in front.

"Boom!"

Wu Fei suddenly turned around and fired two shots.

A blood hole exploded between Dasha's eyebrows, and he fell directly to the ground, his body twitched and he died immediately.

"Shit Hugh!"

Wu Fei put the big black star into his waist, and quickened his pace: "Brother Fly, spare your dog's life, you fucking want my life?!"

"Shit you!"

He opened the car door and got in, drove the car away quickly, and then drove towards Yuanyang.

When he arrived at Yuanyang, he was told that Jibu had taken his people to Baishawan Wharf, and drove to Baishawan without stopping.

By the time he arrived, the battle in Baisha Bay had been declared over, and Tan Cheng's team stationed here had been cleared out.

"Fly."

Ji Bu stood on the outside, looking at the crowfly staggering towards him: "Not bad, it seems that you have let out a bad breath."

"Boss."

Wu Fei didn't have time to say so much, and walked quickly to Ji Bu's side: "That silly Hu Street just told me a secret before he died."

"Ok?"

Ji Bu frowned: "What a secret."

"Tan Cheng is cooperating with the Eight-faced Buddha."

Wu Ying quickly repeated what he knew: "He said that Tan Cheng only met the Eight-faced Buddha yesterday, so the Eight-faced Buddha must have arrived on Hong Kong Island by now."

"Nice job!"

Ji Bu's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and he nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad, Wu Ying, you've done a great job this time!"

(End of this chapter)