The Ferry of the Heavens: Hong Kong Comprehensive Start

Chapter 203 Dark Flower, Killer, Xiao Zhuang
Naturally, Wang Bao was not the only one doing dirty things in Lin Dayue's hands.

After thinking about it, he called Fat Guy Ji from West Ring of Hongxing Society.

What Lin Dayue thought was that the Hongxing Club is one of the largest clubs on Hong Kong Island. They are not afraid of the HAPPY of the Number Gang, nor are they afraid of a suspended policeman, right?
Unexpectedly, when Fatty Ji learned that Lin Dayue had a grudge against Ling Yaodong, he hung up the phone without saying a word, leaving Lin Dayue in a mess in the wind.

"Is this Ling Yaodong so buff?"

At this moment, Lin Dayue's mind was muddled.

Suddenly, there was a noise outside.

Lin Dayue looked out the door in a daze.

A dozen young and Dangerous boys rushed into his room.

The leader was a tall, thin and buck-toothed man.

He sneered at Lin Dayue, "Brother Ji Xiang from Tsim Sha Tsui asked me to greet you, Mr. Lin!"

As he said that, he took a dozen young and Dangerous boys to smash Lin Dayue and his men in the ward.

Of course, they were very measured, just injured, not fatal.

After finishing their work, they walked away gracefully.

One day later,
Lin Dayue withdrew the accusation against Ling Yaodong, thinking it was a misunderstanding, and sent someone to send a check for 100 million, asking for Ling Yaodong's understanding.

Ling Yaodong confiscated the check, but said to Lin Dayue, if you have the heart, donate it to charity.

Lin Dayue naturally followed suit.

And Ling Yaodong's ghost boss, Superintendent John, also restored Ling Yaodong's position immediately.

"Ling, I knew you were wronged! Without you, it's really bad! Welcome back!" Superintendent John said enthusiastically to Ling Yaodong.

Ling Yaodong could only smile.

Mid-levels.

Inside Wang Wanwan's mansion.

Tang Zhudi, who heard the news, had bright eyes.

But Wang Wanwan frowned deeply, um, this bastard is so fierce, it's better not to think about his woman.

If you have money, you can't find any woman!Wang Wanwan thought so in his heart.

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This thing is over.

Ling Yaodong also lived a long, peaceful life with nothing to do.

Because Ling Yaodong has nothing to do, so his woman has something to do.

He is like an electric motor with a perpetual motion machine. When it is fully fired, his women can't stand it, let alone other women.

These women loved and feared him at the same time.

Every morning, noon and night, I have to emphasize to Ling Yaodong that people should be sleepy and not sleepy.

But the result?

These women of his have no trace of resentment, but rather seriously, Ling Yaodong said that men still put their career first.

Ling Yaodong deeply agrees, but he thinks it is important to combine work and rest, so he drags them to exercise again.

Ye Yuxiang couldn't stand it anymore, and conspired with a few sisters to come up with a way to get Ling Yaodong a membership card of the Firearms Association, so that he could play with guns and have something to do.

They just had time to rest.

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into the night.

It was quiet.

White candles burn with orange-red flames in the chapel of John's Cathedral.

A tall young man with melancholy eyes, about thirty years old, was sitting on a long chair.

On his right, stood a middle-aged man with distressed eyes.

He handed the black suitcase in his hand to the man with melancholy eyes, and said, "Xiao Zhuang, the target this time."

The man with melancholy eyes called Xiaozhuang didn't speak. He took the black suitcase and opened it gently. Inside was a black and white photo and several stacks of 500 Hong Kong dollar bills.

Xiaozhuang is a professional killer, and the money is the deposit.

The man with distressed eyes is Xiaozhuang's friend for more than ten years and his manager, named Feng Gang.

But Xiaozhuang used to call him the fourth brother.

I saw Xiao Zhuang picked up the photo and looked at it. In the photo was a tall and handsome man.

He asked, "Who is this?"

Feng Gang replied, "His name is Ling Yaodong, a policeman!"

"Why did you kill him?" Xiao Zhuang asked proactively with his eyes moving.

As a professional killer, Xiao Zhuang is a very principled person.

Under normal circumstances, he only kills some evildoers.

After being silent for a while, Feng Gang said, "He is a gangster. He used his identity as a policeman to control several groups of gangsters and obtain illegal benefits for himself. There were many violent incidents, all of which were instigated by him."

This is anecdotal.

In fact, even if the Hong Kong police tried their best to investigate Ling Yaodong, they could not find any evidence that Ling Yaodong used community members to seek illegal benefits for himself.

As a time traveler, Ling Yaodong has plenty of ways to make money.

On the contrary, the police found out that Ling Yaodong used members of the association to provide him with convenience in solving the case.

Club members like HAPPY are more like Ling Yaodong's informants.

As an anti-mafia cop, this happens quite often.

Without informants, the work of the anti-mafia police is difficult to carry out.

Therefore, every time Ling Yaodong was suspended, he was able to return to his original position smoothly in the end.

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Xiao Zhuang was still thinking, "Who made the hidden flower?"

"After all, there are some people who don't like him. As a killer, we don't need to care about it." Feng Gang said.

Xiao Zhuang was silent, his eyes moved slightly.

Feng Gang said beside him, "This time the fee is very high, 500 million."

This hidden flower was actually produced by Hongxing Society, and the price was 1000 million Hong Kong dollars.

Just layer upon layer of fees.

Feng Gang himself took 100 million.

Xiao Zhuang can only get half of the original hidden money.

But even if it is only 500 million, it is still a very high commission.

500 million... A lot of things can be done... Xiao Zhuang's heart moved, and a certain figure flashed in his mind. After some deliberation, he made up his mind, "Okay!"

Feng Gang nodded, took out another box and opened it, which contained automatic pistols.

He took them out one by one and put them on the table.

"There is no record of these guns. They are very clean. The police can't find any clues. The bullets have been modified. You like to use them." As an old friend of Xiaozhuang for more than ten years, he knows Xiaozhuang very well. My agent, he is also very caring.

Xiao Zhuang glanced over, and his eyes fell on a black star automatic pistol.

Immediately, some images that made him feel ashamed appeared in his mind.

During that mission, he was holding this Black Star pistol, causing a young female singer in residence to lose her sight.

He has been blaming himself and guilty all these years.

For him, some mistakes will take a lifetime to make up for.

Xiaozhuang shook his head violently, shook off the picture in his mind, and put his hand on a silver pistol.

Feng Gang watched and remained silent.

As a professional killer, being too emotional is not a good thing.

(End of this chapter)