Living in the Hong Kong Film World

Chapter 160 Songpa
After waking up, Ah Sheng found that he was still in the rented house, but his hands and feet were tied up, his mouth was also gagged, and he was lying on the wet floor.

He secretly opened his eyes a crack and looked to the side.

One of his subordinates was staring at him with wide-eyed eyes.

It was Ah Fa. He quickly winked, signaling to close his eyes and pretend to be dead, but he squeezed his eyebrows twice, but found something wrong.

Ah Fa's body posture is obviously with his back facing him, lying on his side on the ground, but why can he still look at him?
His heart twitched violently, and he suddenly realized that Ah Fa was already dead. He turned his head 180 degrees so that he could look at him in this posture!
Ah Sheng didn't move, his whole body was stiff, and his mind was thinking quickly.

Who is it that attacked us?Is that Fernan?
Did Brother Shrimp sell me?

Suddenly there was a slight sound from the back of his head, and in an instant, the hairs on the back of Ah Sheng's entire back stood on end!

"Can you speak English?"

A voice with a strange tone appeared, and Ah Sheng knew that he already knew he was awake.

But this sentence provides a lot of information.

First, this person is not Feinan, but a ghost, and he can't speak Cantonese.

Second, this person needs to find someone who can speak English to communicate, which means that he will not kill himself for the time being.

After confirming these two points, Ah Sheng was relieved a lot.

He opened his eyes and turned to look behind him.

The first thing he saw was a pair of feet, a pair of big feet covered with a layer of hard calluses, which looked painful to the eyes.

These two feet supported two dark and straight legs, like two big iron rods, or big iron rods that have been tempered thousands of times.

The calves hidden in the poor-quality jeans were covered with scars, and a pair of thick, calloused hands were resting on the knees, supporting the bowed upper body and protruding head.

On his chin was a stubble as tough as steel wire...

Ok?jaw?

Ah Sheng hurriedly closed his eyes again, he knew the rules.

"I didn't see anything."

He said this in English.

"I just wanted to knock him out..."

The voice sounded a little apologetic.

Hearing this, Ah Sheng opened his eyes again, and looked carefully.

This time, he saw the other person's appearance clearly.

It was a man in his mid-thirties, with bronzed skin and thick beard and hair.

He was still saying: "I thought it was Nan who came back. When I go back, I will pray for him..."

Ah Sheng heard a key word, and suddenly interrupted him and asked, "Are you here to find Feinan?"

"You know him?"

The man looked at Ah Sheng, and being watched by his eyes, Ah Sheng felt as if he was being stared at by a fierce tiger.

"I came to find him too."

Ah Sheng asked, "What did you come to see him for?"

The man's expression became serious: "My name is Sompa, and he killed my brother, Somchai."

Hearing this, Ah Sheng immediately understood that this person was also Feinan's enemy.

Ah Sheng hurriedly said: "I can help you find him, he also killed my brother."

"Really?"

Songpa looked happy, and reached out to lift him up: "If you can help me find him, I won't kill you."

Ah Sheng got up and took a quick glance. The other subordinate and the subordinate sent by Brother Xia were also tied up and lying not far away, but they were all breathing.

Believe me, there will be ghosts...

When Ah Sheng heard the man's words, he complained in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, thinking quickly.

An enemy's enemy is a friend, and this person's skill is the best he has ever seen. Cooperating with him, the hope of revenge will undoubtedly be much greater.

"I have a way to find him, but you have to cooperate with me."

Asheng said something.

Songpa thought for a while, then nodded and said, "Okay."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly punched Ah Sheng lightly in the abdomen.

Not much strength, Ah Sheng didn't know why he suddenly beat himself up, so he tried his best not to cry out the pain.

"Doesn't it hurt?"

Sompa punched again suspiciously.

"Ho!"

The force of this punch was much stronger than before, Ah Sheng suffered from the pain, and bowed his waist like a shrimp, his face was flushed from holding back, and he couldn't breathe with his mouth open.

After a long while, when he was about to pass out, he managed to regain his strength and took a deep breath like a drowning person floating to the surface of the water.

At this moment, Songpa flicked his fingers suddenly, and a white ball was ejected by him, going straight to Ah Sheng's mouth.

Ah Sheng only felt something hit his throat, and swallowed it with a conditioned reflex.

"what?"

"Have you ever heard of lowering your head?"

Songpa explained: "It's actually a chronic poison. Help me find Nan, and I'll give you the antidote."

A Sheng's complexion changed.

He didn't believe in any head lowering technique, but he could still understand chronic poison.

"it is good!"

He nodded in agreement.

In the face of the situation, people are killed by swords, and he is fish. Besides, he has already taken the medicine, so he has no room for agreement or disapproval.

Songpa helped him untie the rope. Asheng rubbed the red marks that had been strangled, pointed to his subordinates and said, "Untie them too, someone has to deal with the corpse."

Sompa took out two more white pills and stuffed them into the mouths of his men who were still in a coma before untying them.

Ah Sheng observed him, but he couldn't find where he took out the two pills.

Discreet, I like working with people like that.

Ah Sheng has a lot more confidence in revenge, and at the same time, he can't help but think that maybe after killing that Feinan, he can use this Songpa to do other things.

……

After a few days of work, Feinan has gradually become familiar with the workflow.

Compared with other cultural courses, the teaching of physical education is much simpler.

Feinan taught the students the games he played with his colleagues in team building in his previous life. The response was pretty good, and the students liked it very much.

It's just that Police Officer Zhou has had a rough time these few days. Feinan has seen him being kicked out of the classroom and made to stand for several times.

"Brother Nan, I really can't stand it anymore!"

During the break between classes, Zhou Xingxing suddenly found Feinan, dragged him to the teaching building, and complained with snot and tears.

"Now I am punished to stand all day long, and I have no time to investigate the case!"

Feinan shook his head helplessly: "Officer Zhou, you don't hand in your homework every day, and there's nothing I can do to help you!"

"I don't want to either! But I have a strange disease that makes me fall asleep as long as I read the textbook. There is no cure!"

Zhou Xingxing wailed and knelt down in front of Feinan, pulled his clothes and shouted, "You have to save me! Brother Nan! Only you can help me now!"

"I won't get up unless you help me!"

Zhou Xingxing started spitting and crying, but his eyes were sneaking at him without a single tear.

"Don't do this, others will misunderstand."

Feinan saw that someone was already looking this way because of Zhou Xingxing's loud voice, so he had no choice but to agree: "Okay, okay! I'm afraid of you!"

Zhou Xingxing got up quickly, as if nothing had happened, while pulling Feinan and whispering: "Brother Nan, you are a teacher, it is easy to get in and out of the office, I just need you to help me get the answers before the test It's OK."

If only it could be that simple, Feinan sighed. There are requirements for professional tasks, and he can't violate school rules. Otherwise, how could he be so obedient and commute to get off work on time every day?
(End of this chapter)