Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 344 121: Guests Are Always Guests
Unable to find the dirty rat, Chi Mengli could only continue to live in the Sheraton Hotel and continue to enjoy the security of the foreigners.

Of course, the room rate is one hundred dollars a day, and not a penny less can be paid!

"Damn it! When I went out this morning, I heard crows calling. I didn't expect that nothing good would come to me."

"I have a batch of unknown goods. If the cops follow the clues, someone will definitely be in trouble, but it definitely won't be you and me. However, this batch of unknown goods can only be sold as a package, not retail."

"Would you like to see it?"

Since it was a gift from Yuan Qingbei, Chi Mengli would of course clear out the stock. Besides, Fast Fist Jack said that these guys were sold to Yazaku by Song Sheng, so it would be rude if he didn't return the favor! He should also give a small gift in return.

Hearing that Handsome Sheng really had something in his hand, Situ Tiangang also became excited and said directly: "I don't have much cash, but I have some hard currency, you should like it!"

"I don't need Miss Bai! Not even a gram!"

Chi Mengli certainly knew what the hard currency Situ Tiangang was talking about. He didn't need Miss Bai, and he didn't even have fans to help him sell it. He couldn't just send out one bomb and then receive another one.

This is a bit silly!

Hearing that Handsome Sheng didn't want Miss Bai, Situ Tiangang felt a little embarrassed. He thought about it, reached out and took a sticky note from the desk, wrote the number of five hundred thousand on it with a pen, and then placed it in front of Handsome Sheng.

Looking at the number on the note, Chi Mengli shook his head, picked up a pen, crossed out the number on it, and then wrote three hundred thousand below. Of course, this was not an active price reduction, because he added two words at the end: US dollars!

Three hundred thousand US dollars!
More than 1.7 million Hong Kong dollars!
The price is reasonable!
Situ Tiangang thought about it and nodded in agreement. He tore the sticky note in half, lit it with a lighter, and threw it into the metal trash can in the office.

“When do you want the goods?”

After taking a look at the burning iron trash can, Chi Mengli took the cigarette out of his mouth, put it into the ashtray, and asked Situ Tiangang when he would need the goods.

"The sooner the better!"

Situ Tiangang replied quickly.

"As soon as the money arrives, I will send someone to deliver the goods to you tonight. I will also send an unfamiliar henchman to pick up the goods. If anything goes wrong, only one henchman will be killed, and you and I will not be implicated."

"It's a turbulent time in the water room right now. I can't trust anyone except Adong!"

Chi Mengli sighed and finalized the delivery time with Situ Tiangang. He raised his wrist and looked at the diamond-studded gold Rolex on his hand. Seeing that the time was almost up, he said, "Let's not say these disgusting words. Prepare the fresh seafood for Brother Tiangang."

"I'll call the agency and ask them to prepare two little movie stars for you, Brother Tian Gang!"

"After eating fresh seafood, drinking tiger penis wine, and taking a sauna, I wouldn't trade it for a day like this even if I were a god!"

Situ Tiangang was very satisfied with this arrangement. He quickly stood up, clapped his hands happily, and said excitedly: "In the whole of Hong Kong, you are the one who understands my heart the most. Others are just fancy things, but they are useless and are all just for show."

"Let's taste the tiger penis wine in your mouth today and see if it's as sharp as you say!"

Tiger penis wine is, of course, very strong, as it contains ginseng, wolf and tiger herbs!
What's so powerful at night, Indian magic oil, and androgen medicine? The main selling points are ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, a combination of Chinese and Western. Even if the last eunuch in China drinks it, he will have to pick up a half-broken gun and fight for a while in the battlefield.

They are all solved by external means. Is it really the case that they can cure the disease by using similar methods?

Throwing the street!

As a good friend, Chi Mengli certainly would not tell Situ Tiangang that there was something powerful in the tiger whip wine. He would only advise his good brother to drink a few more glasses!

The group walked out of Hong Sheng Marquis House chatting and laughing, and entered Li Ji Restaurant under the envious gazes of the parking attendants on the road.

Inside the box, the food and drinks had been laid out, including everything flying in the sky, running on the ground, swimming in the sea, as well as fruits and vegetables.

Of course, the tiger whip wine that Situ Tiangang had been thinking about was placed right in the middle. Under the attack from the two little movie stars on both sides, Brother Tiangang drank a total of eight taels of wine.

Even a man of iron would not be able to bear eight taels of wine, not to mention that there was something powerful in the tiger whip wine.

Situ Tiangang was so drunk that he was staggering and couldn't carry out the next activity. He was carried back to the hotel by two small movie stars. But before leaving, he told Chi Mengli that he would deliver the money to Tuodi in the afternoon.

Chi Mengli also drank two glasses of wine and felt unwell, so he prepared to go back to the hotel and have a good sleep.

"Adong, go find Fast Fist Jack and take out the weapon that Yuan Qingbei hid. Find a safe place to store it. Lock the weapon together with Ma Biao, and let Dutchman and Hesheng guard it together."

"Notify Ying Weikun and ask him to find a car. Listen to my call and prepare to deliver the goods!"

"Find a big mouth and spread the word that Ying Weikun has met a new boss. This time he came back to start his own business and do short fire business."

Before you get down to business, you have to muddy the waters.

Chi Mengli couldn't see through Heshengzai. She didn't know whether this pouncer was a traitor, a traitor, or a needle like herself.

But the Dutchman had already made it clear that he was the spy planted by the Intelligence Department. If he knew about it, the entire Intelligence Department would know about it.

After making the arrangements, Chi Mengli burped, sold out the items, and returned to the Sheraton Hotel's long private room for a nap.

As for the other trusted henchmen, they will have to work harder and continue to do their work.

Back in the private room, Chi Mengli lay on the bed and soon fell asleep.

Xizi closed the door of the room, walked into the living room, turned on the TV, sat on the sofa to watch it, put his feet on the coffee table, turned the volume down to the minimum, and passed his afternoon.

The other two men have already laid down in the next room and will come over to take over their shift in two hours.

A variety show was playing on TV. Fat Sister's funny words and the dirty movements of her hands made Xizi laugh softly.

In the corridor outside the door, a foreign waiter pushed a food cart and stopped in front of the private room of the water room waiter. He put on a gas mask, hung a "Do Not Disturb" sign on the door handle, then took out two tubes from under the food cart and put them in the gap of the door.

The waiter raised his wrist, glanced at the time, and then picked up the intercom: "Everything is ready, one minute, OK!"

After speaking into the intercom, she bent down, turned on the two small oxygen cylinders at the end of the tube, then looked at her watch and timed it carefully.

1秒.10秒.30秒.50秒.55秒.59秒.OK！

When the one minute was up, the waiter quickly turned off the oxygen tank. After waiting for more than ten seconds, he took out the employee's spare key and opened the room where Xizai's men lived.

The door of the room opened, she lifted the lid of the pot on the plate, picked up a Beretta 92 pistol with a silencer from the plate, pushed the cart, and walked into the room.

Next to the executive room must be a double room, which is for the entourage and bodyguards of the rich. Two gangsters in suits were lying on the bed, already in a deep coma.

The waiter took out two pairs of handcuffs from his waist, handcuffed the two gangsters, and then covered their mouths with clean napkins. He then moved the gun away from their heads, placed it on the dinner plate, and picked up the intercom again: "Room One is done."

"continue!"

A voice came from the intercom, commanding the big horse to continue.

"Roger that! Head to room two!"

Upon hearing the order, the big horse, holding a Beretta 92 pistol with a silencer, left the room backwards and came to Room No. where Chi Mengli lived. She raised her hand, looked at the Casio chronograph, and stuffed the tube into the crack of the door.

The standard room is small in size, the private room is large in size, and the amount of stun gas consumed is different.

This time it was for two minutes. When the time was up, the waiter pulled out the tube and turned off the oxygen tank.

Using the spare key to open the door of the private room, she walked into the room step by step with the gun pointed forward.

Walking through the corridor and into the living room, what caught my eye was Xizi lying on the carpet, soundly sleeping and snoring happily.

The big man followed the old rules and took out a small silver bracelet from his waist, handcuffed Xizi's hands, and blocked his mouth with a towel.

After everything was done, she quickly went to the window, opened it, and released the dizzying gas in the room. The owner was about to arrive, and he didn't like wearing a gas mask.

After dealing with the people in the living room, the foreign horse tiptoed to the bedroom door, turned the doorknob, pushed the door open a little, and found that the bedroom was blocked. He could only see a person lying on the bedding with the help of the bedside lamp.

She closed the door gently, picked up the intercom, and said softly, "Room two is done, the target is unconscious, the master can come in."

The intercom was silent for half a minute before a voice came out: "Arriving in three minutes! Control the beast!"

"Roger that!"

The foreign man put down the walkie-talkie, took out the Beretta 92 pistol, took out handcuffs, and walked into the room with a swagger.

As soon as the door was opened, he pointed the gun at the bed. Seeing that there was no change in the room in the past minute, he quickly walked into the room.

But the closer she got to the bed, the more the big mare felt that something was wrong. She soon noticed that the only sound in the room was her own breathing. She quickly reached out and lifted the velvet quilt on the bed.

There was no one in the quilt, only a few pillows.

The big mare reacted very quickly. Seeing that there was no one on the bed, she turned around quickly and pointed the gun behind herself.

But it's all too late!
The fist as big as a sandbag had already reached the eyes of the big horse and hit her hard in the face. The Beretta 92 pistol in her hand was also snatched away.

In the last second before the big mare fainted, she saw that half of the target person's face was wrapped in a towel, and water was dripping from the towel.

This was the last scene she saw: a fist the size of a sandbag hit her in the face without any mercy. Her eyes went blurry and the signal transmission to her brain was interrupted for a few seconds. She felt as if her face had been hit by a heavy truck.

Chi Mengli immediately took action, tapping the shoulders of the ignorant foreign horse in front of him and removing its two arms.

After the arm was removed, he breathed a sigh of relief, then quickly searched her body and found that the foreign woman had no other weapons, so he breathed the remaining breath.

Drinking is indeed bad for the brain, but if there was a car behind him that blatantly followed him for three blocks and he didn't notice it, Chi Mengli really needed to see a brain doctor to see if he had Alzheimer's.

Besides, the car that was following him was somewhat blatant, so he deliberately asked Xizi to take a detour and buy a cup of herbal tea to sober up. He did not change the car that was following him and chose to continue following him.

It is somewhat unreasonable that you can still fall into the trap when the other party has revealed his cards.

Chi Mengli took off the gas mask on the big horse's face, put it on his own face, and then stuffed a wet towel into the big horse's mouth. He didn't want to hear the howling of ghosts and wolves.

The big horse finally reacted at this time, and its brain transmitted the pain to its body, but everything was over. After all, the black muzzle of the gun was already against its forehead.

"go!"

Chi Mengli heard the report from the female ghost in front of him and knew that the real boss would be here soon. He was indeed very curious about which big boss was so obsessed with him.

When he walked into the living room with the big foreign horse, the first thing he saw was Xizi lying on the ground, sleeping like a dead pig. However, he could not blame this poor guy. If he had not been prepared in advance, he would have fallen into the trap of this foreign woman.

After pushing the big horse into the single sofa, Chi Mengli also sat in the main seat, picked up the remote control, turned off the TV, sat in the main seat, spread his legs, and pointed the Beretta 92 pistol at the big horse.

The guest arrived very punctually. After waiting for three minutes, the Casio chronograph on Dayanma's wrist sounded a reminder sound, and footsteps were heard at the door of the room.

Seeing that the door of the private room was not closed and there was a sign saying "Do Not Disturb" hanging on it, Teacher Li shrugged helplessly. He didn't expect that as a teacher, he would actually become a thief who came in without notice.

The older you get, the less polite you become!

Although he felt helpless, he had to do it. Teacher Li pushed open the door and walked into the living room. He saw that the Sailor Moon, whom he had just created a few months ago, had been controlled by someone.

The beautiful face was also destroyed beyond recognition.

If she wanted to recover, she had to be sent to Paris overnight and have the top plastic surgeon perform the surgery.

But even if it is restored at all costs, it cannot achieve the original beauty!

Pity!

But the world is full of regrets!

"Should I call you Chi Sheng? Or handsome Sheng?"

Teacher Li took off his top hat, and the Asian beauty behind him, who was dressed the same as the big horse, immediately pulled over a single sofa and invited her master to sit down.

"who are you?"

"Of course, you don't have to answer, but the result is that I will shoot this foreign woman in the head, and then smash your head."

"I'm in a good mood today, so I left you some time to talk."

This is Chi Mengli's private room, his home court, and he must be the one to set the pace.

(End of this chapter)