Hong Kong Comprehensive: Captured by Brother Kun to make a film

Chapter 14 This Man Died for Nothing

When you see that the machine with the flashing signal light is not your own,

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Brother Nan picked up his phone and looked at it, his brows stretched out, revealing a long-lost smile.

"Brother Nan, what's the matter?"

Ah Hu couldn't help asking for the curious people.

Brother Nan temporarily dispelled his doubts, and his eyes swept over everyone one by one:

"A friend in Jianghu reported to me that there is a batch of noodle noodles worth 2000 million yuan that will be traded soon."

"If we can grab it, the average score will be 500 million per person!"

"The most important thing is that this batch of goods was snatched. They will never dare to make a sound when we cheat. It depends on how brave you are."

Before he finished speaking, the breathing of everyone at the scene became rough.

"Fourty-five million, how many lifetimes will it take to earn it in my hometown?"

With red eyes, Nervous Hua was the first to jump out and said excitedly:

"Brother Nan, I'm so poor that I have nothing but guts, damn it!"

Ah Fu's eyes were ferocious, and he said with a little excitement:

"A person is dead and his eggs are in the sky, and he will not die for thousands of years. As long as he succeeds once, he can retire and become a rich man!"

In the early 90s, the average monthly salary of domestic workers was only about 100, and the 500 grade was already considered a high-paying class.

They took the risk of stealing here, not just to make a big ticket.

Anyway, it's all about grabbing, so what's the difference?
The most important thing is the number of 2000 million, which is really too tempting.

Gao Qiu also murmured:
"It must be done! I don't want the epitaph to be engraved with 'this man died without accomplishing anything'!"

Ah Guang tightly squeezed the Black Star pistol in his hand, and said directly:
"Brother Nan, we are dying, so coming to Hong Kong Island is just a gamble for a windfall.

I'm not afraid of death, but I'm afraid that there won't even be a corpse wrapped in straw mats after death! "

Brother Nan regained his composure, and looked at the silent Second Master:

"Ahu, what do you say?"

Ah Hu squeezed out the cigarette butt in his hand, stood up and said:
"Since everyone is fine, then fuck it!"

Brother Nan nodded in a happy mood, and finally concluded:

"At that time, the old rules, Ah Fu, you should watch the wind outside and notify everyone if there is any situation.

Nerves are waiting in the car, and everyone else takes their places.”

"After this success, everyone come here to gather. I have already prepared a boat, and I will leave Xiangjiang to avoid the limelight."

In the ballroom, Du Sheng was also in a happy mood.

Because he has roughly obtained the information he wants.

Even the inside story of the "dirty work" was revealed in Mo Jiaqi's intermittent words when he was drunk.

At that time, as long as we combine the information collected by Liangkun and Fang sir, the clues will definitely be clear enough.

Sure enough, women are the easiest to take advantage of when their hearts are frustrated.

What's more, what Mo Jiaqi suffered was the double blow from family and marriage.

Especially the latter, with Da Fei, a scruffy man, as a reference, his image is definitely much taller in Mo Jiaqi's eyes.

Not to mention that she still has a special cleanliness in her heart.

Otherwise, how could he reject the first few strong men arranged by Liangkun, and only love this one of his own?
Of course, despite some advantages, it's not time for Du Sheng to relax yet.

Only by working harder to subdue Mo Jiaqi can the progress of his career and tasks be guaranteed.

'Tsk tsk, does this count as a double gain for people and wealth! '

Du Sheng never felt that it was shameful to take advantage of a woman.

How can outsiders have the right to criticize me for being appreciated by women based on my ability.

And despite the inconspicuousness of this bowl of rice, it is also a technical job.

At least one has a thick skin, a sweet mouth, and the bottom is not something everyone can do.

"Sister Qi, you can't drink like this anymore, come and eat something to fill your belly."

Du Sheng directly used actions to prove his specialty in eating this bowl of rice, and went to the kitchen to cook a bowl of hot noodles in clear soup.

Mo Jiaqi hasn't eaten or slept well these few days, and she's a little drunk from the empty drink, so she happily took a sip, and her beautiful eyes lit up:
"I didn't expect you, A Sheng, to have such abilities. That's great. You'll be lucky in the future."

"As long as Sister Qi likes it, I will change it for you in the future."

Although Du Sheng was thick-skinned, it was still a bit difficult for him to face this half-suggestive tone.

Because Mo Jiaqi seemed to have adapted to his existence, and his words and deeds were no longer so taboo.

For example, in the half-tilted lazy sitting posture at this moment, some bright spring colors came into view, which made Du Sheng more interested.

"Isn't it nice, why don't you sit closer?"

Mo Jiaqi saw that Du Sheng was appreciating herself all the time, she smiled and pulled him gently.

She was already blushing, but this smile was even more soul-stirring,
In addition, the range of motion was a bit large, causing the trembling conscience to almost tremble.

Du Sheng was pulled staggeringly, this jump was terrible.

Because of his head.

The nephrite jade is warm and fragrant, smelling the quiet fragrance, Du Sheng began to feel a little lost.

He was still wondering if the progress was too fast.

Mo Jiaqi gave the answer directly.

Her slender hands rested on Du Sheng's waist,
It is not an exaggeration to say that the speed of progress is a thousand miles a day.

Du Sheng thought that this bowl of rice had to be grinded for a while before it would come to fruition.

I didn't expect the other party to be more active than myself!
Sure enough, under the catalysis of drunkenness + open heart, all the gaudy means seemed flashy.

Du Sheng also drank a lot of wine just now, how could he stand up to this kind of turmoil, a small flame in his heart suddenly ignited.

"Brother Da Fei, you can't blame me for this! She did it first."

It was three poles high in the sun, and the warm morning sun shone through the window.

In the box, all kinds of hair accessories and other personal belongings were scattered all over the place, implying the intensity of the battlefield.

Du Sheng leaned against the head of the bed, closed his eyes and said nothing, as if he was still indulging in a beautiful feeling.

Mo Jiaqi lost her former wildness and fell asleep in his bed.

I don't know how long it has passed, and the crowds in the street outside are noisy.

She barely opened her eyelids and woke up, feeling her head still hurting a lot.

In addition, the squall body is also kind of sore and soft, and I can't help but want to turn sideways.

"Sister Qi, are you thirsty and want to drink water?"

A solid voice sounded from beside her, which woke Mo Jiaqi up completely.

She saw that she was leaning against Du Sheng, and the materials from both sides disappeared.

Mo Jiaqi didn't understand yet, and immediately struggled to sit up:
"Last night we—"

"Sister Qi, when you were drunk last night, you said something about taking revenge on 'Da Fei'."

Du Sheng pointed to the marks on his face and neck, a little embarrassed:
"Sister Qi, you are so beautiful, and you have a great figure, I'm afraid it's hard for a man to bear it, so..."

Ming people don't talk dark words, he kind of likes this Bai Fumei.

So he wasn't as rude as he was with the little stutterer, and kept taking it easy.

Otherwise, Mo Jiaqi is not right now, but has broken ribs, broken legs or something.

In addition, Du Sheng had to sigh with emotion that the skill of "Sensual Dogs and Horses" is indeed strong enough.

I haven't slept much all night and I still have energy, but my body and kidneys are a little bit overwhelmed.

Mo Jiaqi was dazed for a moment, then finally recalled something, smiled wryly and said:
"It's not your fault."

Although Mo Jiaqi drank too much, she still has some related memories.

And last night, she really had the mentality of venting her anger, otherwise she wouldn't need to find an outsider like Du Sheng to accompany her for a drink.

But the original intention was just to annoy his father and Da Fei, and let them respect their choices, and he didn't think about getting involved in the discussion at first.

But I never thought that under the sorrow and drunkenness, I didn't grasp my position properly, and made a big fuss
(End of this chapter)