Starting Hong Kong Variety Show: My senior brother is Lingling Qi

Chapter 92 The way of redemption lies within
Within Huasheng Company.

Wu Liushou and others looked at Zheng Jirong with suspicion.

"Brother Rong, it's not that we don't believe you, but how could this bullet be shot from the back of the gun?"

“No one believes it, not even me.

But the bullet was indeed fired from the back of the gun, hitting the head of the Seven Dragons of Tears! "

Wu Liu looked at the [Odd Spirit Gun] on the table and smashed it, then said with his mouth: "That psychopathic invention is really unpredictable."

Zheng Jirong said unhappily: "What kind of mental illness?! That's my weapons support expert!

You should behave yourself when you talk to Wenxi from now on, and respect my senior brother and Wenxi as much as you respect me! "

"understand!"

After agreeing, everyone still looked dubious.

If they say that the Seven Dragons of Tears were defeated by Brother Rong and his brothers, they believe it.

After all, after these days, they had a rough understanding of Zheng Jirong and Linglingqi's skills.

Be the real master!

But the Seven Dragons of Tears, a legend in the world of killers, was headshot by a gun that fired bullets forward and then shot backwards...

Isn't this too ridiculous? !
Seeing their expressions, Zheng Jirong curled his lips, picked up the "Old Spirit Spear" on the table and threw it to them.

"If you don't believe me, just try it for yourself, but let me declare first, raise your head higher when shooting. Don't be killed by your own bullets like that damn ghost of Tears Seven Dragons."

Wu Liushou hurriedly took the pistol and threw it to Wen Tailai beside him. Wen Tailai caught it in a hurry and threw it to Amiao next to him...

Finally, the gun was in the hands of Yourong, who was sitting in a wheelchair.

She held the "Odd Spirit Gun" and looked it over and over, "I don't think it's anything special."

Zheng Jirong snatched the gun away from her.

“Girls shouldn’t play with guns like this.

Besides, how can mortals like Vincent's genius brain understand this? "

"Humph", Yourong tilted his head in dissatisfaction, he actually touched my hand in front of so many people.

Zheng Jirong carefully locked the "Old Spirit Gun" into the safe.

I always feel that putting this thing in a portable space is risky.

Yao Long, who had been silent for the whole time, asked: "Brother Rong, why didn't you see the body of Lei Qilong? Are you sure he is dead?"

"Don't worry, your head is blown. Are you afraid that he will use the corpse to resurrect you? The corpse has been stuffed into a cement bucket and filled in the sea."

"Won't the cement crack if it's been soaked in water for a long time? Will it float back up again in a few days?"

"It's asphalt, I added asphalt."

"Oh, then I'm relieved."

Zheng Jirong looked at Yao Long curiously and asked, "Why are you asking so clearly? You kid wants to dig up the body?"

Yao Long touched his head and said sheepishly: "No, Brother Rong, I'm planning to go back to Russia to see Ami in the next two days. I've already contacted her. Her job in Russia is very good. I'm also planning to go back to Russia this time." Go there and find a serious job to accompany her.

For the sake of her safety, I made sure that the Seven Dragons of Tears were completely dead. "

Zheng Jirong frowned when he heard this. Although this Yao Long was not as skilled as him, he was much better than Wu Liushou and Wen Tailai. If he didn't stay with him, wouldn't it be a loss for him to let him go like this?
Thinking of this, he suddenly stood up and said to Yao Long: "Aaron, you have no education, no skills, and no rich father. What can you do if you go to Russia? Are you still going to be a performer?"

"No, Brother Rong, Ami said her salary is very high and she doesn't need me to perform on the streets anymore. She can support me."

"What?!" Zheng Jirong was furious, "You actually want to be a pretty boy?"

He then said with a hatred of steel: "How do I usually teach you? We men can eat anything if we are upright, but we can't eat soft food!"

"This...Brother Rong, didn't we just meet two days ago?"

Zheng Jirong patted Yao Long on the shoulder and said sincerely: "Although we have only known each other for a short time, I felt very kind to you as soon as I saw you. You are very much like one of my younger brothers in the south."

He continued: "Stay and help me. I guarantee that you will buy a car in one year and a house in two years. In three years, you will be able to take Ami back to Hong Kong Island in great glory. I will personally be the wedding host for you."

Yao Long said in embarrassment: "Brother Rong, I am really grateful that you not only didn't kill me, but also helped me restore my memory. But I have been brainwashed and controlled by Tears Qilong to kill so many people in the past few years. I really don't want to join." Hey society, let’s go out and kill people again.”

Zheng Jirong smiled and shook his head, "It seems that you have some misunderstandings about me, Aaron."

He took out his business card and gave it to Yao Long, and then said to him: "Hi society is just one of my countless identities, and it is the most inconspicuous one.

Let's do this. I don't need you to join the club. You can stay here in Huasheng and be the head of the security department. Your salary and remuneration will never be unfair to you. If I need help in the future, you can come and help me. How about that? "

After listening to Zheng Jirong's words, Yao Long pondered for a moment, then solemnly nodded and said: "Okay, Brother Rong, actually I don't want to eat soft rice either."

Zheng Jirong held Yao Long's shoulders with satisfaction, then turned to look at Yourong in the wheelchair.

Yourong stared at him and said, "What, you still want me to work as a security guard in your company?"

"Hahaha, how could it be?"

Zheng Jirong waved his hands with a smile, and then said seriously: "But I have a 24-hour bodyguard job, if Miss Rong is interested..."

"Not interested in."

"……All right"

After all, this woman is Wu Liushou's junior sister. Although he has been very kind to her, it is always not good to repay the kindness.But it doesn't matter. With the relationship between Wu Liushou and Wen Tailai, this beautiful girl will have to be at his mercy sooner or later.

When the time comes... Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie!

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The market in Mong Kok.

Today there are still people coming and going and bustling as usual.

The sounds of selling, bargaining, chopping meat, and noises are endless.

But one thing that was different from usual was that the young women and nurses who came to buy vegetables at the vegetable market were gathered in front of a meat stall, chattering in surprise to the two men in front of the stall.

"Pork Prince, are you back to set up a stall and sell meat?"

Zheng Jirong smiled and nodded, but when he was about to speak, he was interrupted by another master.

"That's not right. I heard from other butcher stall owners that you were kept by a rich woman, weren't you? Why did you suddenly come back again? Did you get dumped by the rich woman?"

Zheng Jirong's face darkened when he heard this, "Rumor! This is purely a rumor! This is the slander against me by the butcher stall owners who were jealous of my good business in the past!"

After condemning those who spread rumors, he put his arms around Ling Lingqi and introduced to the sisters with a smile on his face:

"This is my senior brother who learned the art from the beginning, Brother Qi. I learned all my skills in killing pigs and mincing meat from my senior brother.

My previous butcher stall business is now handed over to my senior brother, and I hope you will support me more in the future. "

After Zheng Jirong finished speaking, Ling Lingqi raised her hand to take off her hat and put it on her chest. She smiled slightly and bowed slightly to the mistresses in front of her.

Elegant, so elegant!
The masters looked at each other in confusion. It was really rare to see a porky guy in a suit or leather suit.

However, Ling Lingqi's appearance was really good, especially her melancholy eyes and sad stubble, which made them seem to see the shadow of the man half a year ago.

"Okay, since he is the senior brother of your Pork Prince, he is one of our own. Of course he will take care of your business."

"Yes, Brother Qi looks really elegant. Are you married?"

"........."

Seeing their different opinions, Zheng Jirong clapped his hands and said, "My senior brother will officially open tomorrow. Everyone is welcome to come. It's getting late now, so my senior brother and I will go back to stock up."

After sending away all the teachers, Zheng Jirong gave Lingling Qi a longevity pill.

"Senior brother, what do you think of the environment?"

Lingling Qi held a cigarette in her mouth and sighed: "Good! Not only is the environment good, but I didn't expect the customers to be so good!
But Ah Fa, the introduction just now should be done by myself. You see, isn’t it just for this part that I wear my hair like this? "

"...Okay senior brother."

After the two chatted for a while, Ling Lingqi asked, "Have you made arrangements for Wenxi? What time will he return to the south."

Zheng Jirong raised his hand and looked at his watch and said, "The boat leaves at two o'clock. I'll see him off later."

Under Zheng Jirong's sincere persuasion during this period, Ling Lingqi has agreed to develop his butcher stall business to Hong Kong Island.

As for his belongings in the south, Zheng Jirong had already sent people to pick them up, which was no more than a small attic.

From now on, Ling Lingqi will be in Mong Kok. Even if he encounters any strong enemy in the future, he won't have to call him to come over by boat overnight.

As for Vinci, he still needs to report back to the organization, and according to what he said, it seems that he is very busy with his part-time job in the mental hospital, and it is already difficult to spare four or five days a month.

in the afternoon.

Tsim Sha Tsui Pier side.

Zheng Jirong helped Wenxi tidy up his loose coat, patted him on the shoulder and said:

"Wenxi, I won't say much more about my thanks. Without your inventions, I wouldn't be able to solve the Seven Dragons of Tears this time. Remember to write me a letter when you have time after you go back."

"Ok!"

Wenxi nodded solemnly and said, "Don't worry, Ah Fa. I'm already planning to go back this time and painstakingly research some more inventions. I'll send them to you when the time comes."

"By the way..." Wenxi said halfway before picking up the black suitcase in his hand and handing it to Zheng Jirong.

"This is the [Super Spy Chair] that I developed during this period. I have written the instructions for use and put them in the box."

After Zheng Jirong pursed his lips and took the suitcase, he said with a serious face: "Thank you Wenxi, but have you thought about how to report the situation to me when you return to the organization?"

"One word: report truthfully!"

"……good!"

Wenxi sighed: "Afa, your mission is very important and dangerous. Although you have joined the Hi Society now, the organization asked me to tell you before I came here, don't forget your identity!"

Zheng Jirong nodded solemnly, "Please rest assured, organization, I don't dare to slack off even one day!"

"I know Ah Fa that you must be having a hard time in society, so I sent you this specially."

After speaking, Vincent took out a red book from his pocket and handed it to him, and said seriously:
“The way to salvation is in it.”

Seeing the five shining characters on the cover, Zheng Jirong nodded solemnly.

　There will be another chapter later, thank you readers for your support, thank you.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)