I am lawless in Hong Kong

Chapter 88 Cleaning
Amid the protests by the citizens of Xiangjiang, the two major associations, Hongxing and Dongxing, are now on the verge of falling apart.

A large number of young men under his command were arrested, and all the major talkers had disappeared without a trace.

Everyone knows that the next police will conduct a large-scale cleansing operation.

Xiangjiang Airport.

Looking left and right, Chen Yao pushed the suitcase and came to the ticket office. He asked, "Excuse me, do you have a ticket to Thailand?"

The conductor checked the time: "Sir, the nearest flight is at eight o'clock tonight."

"Eight o'clock...eight o'clock is too late." Chen Yao muttered to himself like crazy, he raised his head and asked: "Then what are the nearest flights, you can go anywhere!"

"Okay, wait a minute." The conductor said, "The nearest flight is in one hour, and it's going to Los Angeles."

"Okay, give me a payment ticket." Chen Yao hurriedly said, took out his wallet and passport and put them on the table, waiting anxiously for processing.

He glanced left and right and looked around. Suddenly, a large number of police officers poured into the airport and were searching for them. He lowered the brim of his hat in a panic, turned and left with his suitcase.

The conductor who was still lowering his head to handle the ticket came back to his senses and shouted: "Sir, your ticket and passport!"

Chen Yao didn't care so much at this time, he mixed into the crowd and walked out of the airport quickly, holding his breath and brushing past several police officers.

When he got back in the car, he subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

The back of the white shirt was already soaked in cold sweat.

Chen Yao picked up the mobile phone and dialed: "Hey, old ghost... Do you have a boat ticket to Thailand tonight? Of course it's a smuggling. If I can use my passport, why take the boat?"

"Okay, let's talk about it."

Just as he was contacting the smuggling boat, behind him, Wu Shihao was sitting in the car and reported to the receiver:

"Brother Luo, Chen Yao is still in Xiangjiang."

"Yes." Di Luo responded lightly, "Let's find a chance to do it, and don't let him leave Xiangjiang alive."

……

Asian Uncensored Nightclub Office.

Di Luo stood in front of the window and put down the big brother, quietly waiting for the night to fall.

Tonight, a group of people will die.

Hongxing's Chen Yao, Dongxing's leader Lei Yaoyang.

Once the two of them died, Hong Xing and Dong Xing were completely useless. Coupled with the severe crackdown by the police, it was difficult to have a bright future.

At that time, the vanity of the head of the Xiangjiang underground organization department will be worthy of the name.

On Lei Yaoyang's side, he handed over to the fledgling Yan Dayan brothers, which can be regarded as a sharpening.

He specifically asked Chachai to follow behind quietly, in case the two brothers lost their hands and the fish ran away, there would still be someone to finish off.

In the afternoon, Chen Yuzhen arrived.

She sat across from Di Luo with a familiarity, and asked, "Does the large-scale fight in Tiangong Mountain have anything to do with you?"

"It doesn't matter..." Di Luo bit his cigarette and said disdainfully, "Are you interrogating me? Sir Chen? You policemen have to talk about evidence!"

Chen Yuzhen frowned, and she said sharply: "Sijiuzi saw you at the scene with his own eyes, so what can you argue?"

"Then you come and catch me..." Di Luo stretched out his hand and placed it in front of her provocatively, then said coldly, "So what, I'm going to Jiang Tiansheng's funeral, is there a problem? The police In Fengshan, I told Chachai to turn around and go back to the nightclub."

"As for the rest of the matter, I don't know anything about it. Well, I'm busy with Chen sir. If you have any questions, you can go out and turn right two rooms. My lawyer team is there!"

Di Luo asked her to leave impatiently, her words were cold.

Chen Yu was really angry: "Diluo, I thought you were an upright person! I really can't figure out how a bastard like you could write such a good script of "Through the Wind and Rain"!"

Di Luo flicked the cigarette ash, ignored her, and continued to read the Art of War in his hand.

Chen Yuzhen stood up and glared at him, there was nothing he could do about it.But he secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Fortunately, Di Luo didn't participate, and just left halfway to attend the funeral, otherwise this guy might really be in big trouble.

It's just that it's too chilling for this bastard to be too cold...

into the night.

At Wan Chai Pier, Chen Yao got off the car carrying a heavy handbag.

Seeing the dark ships moored on the sea, his eyes brightened, and he hurried up quickly.

On the head of the bed, a bald man with a dark complexion seemed to be blending into the night.

The man asked softly, "Brother Yao?"

"Old ghost?" Chen Yao responded, this was a good sign, and he felt relieved.

Carrying the bag on board, he asked, "When will we leave? The sooner the better."

The old ghost bit his cigarette and said, "Don't worry, hurry up, there's one more."

"Yeah." Chen Yao couldn't say anything, so he decided to wait for a while.

Five minutes later, Chen Yao was smoking a cigarette at the bow of the boat, and said impatiently: "Old ghost, the time has passed, let's sail!"

The old ghost glanced at his watch with the light of the flashlight, and sighed: "Then let's go, Brother Yao."

He ordered his men to turn around and sail.

Suddenly, a white headlight came from a distance and shone on the ship.

The headlights flickered away.

Wu Shihao turned off the car, took out a short knife from under the car seat and pinned it to his waist, picked up the package on the passenger seat and jumped out of the car.

He yelled: "Wait for me, I'm not on the boat yet..."

Chen Yao and the old ghost saw that it wasn't a policeman, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Chen Yao stood at the bow of the boat and shouted: "Hurry up, get on the boat, it's really ink-stained!"

He grumbled and complained.

The boat floated slightly on the water, about two meters away from the pier.

Wu Shihao drew out the dagger at his waist in the dark night, bared his teeth and said with a grin: "Sorry, there is some traffic jam on the road..."

"What kind of car is stuck in the middle of the night?" Chen Yao curled his lips disdainfully, and he stretched out his hand to grab Wu Shihao, "Come up quickly, leave quickly, don't run into the water police later, we won't be able to get away."

"Okay!" Wu Shihao ran to the shore, grabbed his hand, and jumped onto the bow of the boat with his strength, the short knife plunged into Chen Yao's lower abdomen with a "poof".

Blood overflowed from Chen Yao's mouth, and he bent down slowly while clutching his lower abdomen.

Under the moonlight, he felt that the face in front of him seemed familiar...

The old ghost came out of the cabin and urged: "What are you two doing, come in quickly, the ship will depart immediately."

"Puff puff puff!"

Wu Shihao held Chen Yao's hand tightly to prevent him from breaking free, and stabbed him a few more times. He didn't let go until Chen Yao collapsed on the bedside and died, then he let go and squatted on the bow of the boat.

The tip of the knife stirred wildly in the water to wash away the blood, and then threw the short knife to the distant sea.

The old ghost stood aside and witnessed the whole process. He ran back to the cabin in a panic to get a gun.

When he just took out the gun, Wu Shihao held the gun to his forehead in the dark: "You will accept the money, as long as you cooperate, you can survive. Stop the boat first and let me go. As for Chen Yao, he is already dead. You are responsible for transporting his body to Thailand, and of course you can throw him into the sea to feed the sharks..."

The old ghost rolled his Adam's apple, he stammered and shouted: "Arong, stop the boat first..."

　Um, it’s not too late for the first time
　　
　
(End of this chapter)