Hong Kong film: Forever, a killer with amazing skills

only;

Li Wen, who was envisioning the future, was unaware that when he returned to the cabin, Wu Xiuqing, who should have sunk to the bottom of the sea and drowned, appeared on a white sand beach.

On the beach, a large expanse of seawater was splashed down from mid-air.

Also falling from mid-air were a 27-pound iron felt and a woman with her hands and feet bound.

This woman was none other than Wu Xiuqing, whom Li Wen thought was dead.

Wu Xiuqing, who had landed on the beach, was still conscious, but she was coughing and vomiting up a lot of seawater because she had drunk too much seawater.

Wu Xiuqing, who was vomiting tears and snot everywhere, only had the mind to observe her surroundings after she had vomited almost enough.

Upon closer inspection, she discovered that she had arrived on a small island in the sea.

Beneath me was a white sandy beach, and the ropes binding me were still there, but I had no idea why I had suddenly appeared here from the seabed.

Wu Xiuqing couldn't figure out what was going on no matter how hard she tried.

Just as she was racking her brains trying to figure it out, a circle sparking with sparks suddenly appeared on the beach in front of her, and then a man wearing a black trench coat and a black metal mask walked out from the circle.

This scene left Wu Xiuqing, who was filled with resentment and confusion, completely dumbfounded.

Once the sparking circle disappeared, Wu Xiuqing realized that the man in front of her was none other than the Dark Death God she had seen in the news reports a while ago!

So... is the Dark Death God really a god?

Wu Xiuqing felt her worldview crumbling for a moment.

Does supernatural power really exist in this world?

Gods...are they real?!

"You saved me?"

After the initial shock, Wu Xiuqing quickly realized that it was the Dark Death God in front of her who had saved her life.

Otherwise, she would have already perished at sea by now!

"It's not time for you to die yet."

Ye Tianming sized up the woman in front of him. He had to admit that the plastic surgeon Li Wen had found was quite skilled.

At least from the face, the woman in front of him was practically a carbon copy of Ruan Wen!

of course!

This is limited to the face above the neck.

The difference becomes apparent starting from the neck.

"What do you mean?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Xiuqing couldn't help but ask.

"Do you want revenge?"

Ye Tianming did not answer her question, but instead asked her if she wanted revenge.

Upon hearing this question, a visible look of resentment flashed across Wu Xiuqing's face.

The more she loved Li Wen before, the more she hates him now!

Love and hate are always separated by a fine line.

When Li Wen threw down that iron felt and watched helplessly as she perished in the sea, her original heart had already died completely.

"I think!"

Wu Xiuqing pronounced those two words clearly.

The murderous intent in his eyes was so intense it was almost overflowing.

"I can give you a chance, but whether you can get revenge is up to you."

Ye Tianming said to her.

"Why do you want to help me?"

Wu Xiuqing looked at him and asked.

Yes, she really wanted revenge, and she really wanted Li Wen to die in front of her in remorse.

But she couldn't figure out why the Dark Reaper in front of her would want to help her.

Isn't she herself a criminal?

Isn't the Grim Reaper of the Night the nemesis of evil?

Logically speaking, he should be his enemy.

Why would I help her?

"I just want to see what kind of expression Li Wen will have when he sees two Ruan Wens appear in front of him."

Ye Tianming said.

"Of course! Li Wen's life and your life are both mine. I can give you a chance for revenge, but in the end, you and he must both die by my hand!"

Is that right?

Wu Xiuqing did not ask any further questions.

Whether the real answer is this or not is no longer important.

He said he was going to find the real Nguyen Van, and I'll be waiting for him there!

Wu Xiuqing said.

"no problem."

As Ye Tianming spoke, he casually took out a cell phone with an anonymous SIM card inserted from his personal space and tossed it to Wu Xiuqing in front of him.

"Now it's up to you how you perform."

As he spoke, he turned and walked into a portal that had reopened, disappearing from Wu Xiuqing's sight in the blink of an eye.

...

"Name?"

"Sir, I'm one of our own!"

"I'm asking for your name!"

"..."

"Wu Zhihui".

In an interrogation room, Wu Zhihui sat handcuffed in a chair, his face pale.

Opposite him was a police officer taking notes with paper and pen.

The other party seemed to be treating Wu Zhihui as a criminal, and their attitude was quite hostile.

This made Wu Zhihui very depressed.

He had barely stepped into the police station this morning when a bunch of people rushed over and pinned him down.

These guys didn't give him a chance to explain; they just came up and said they'd caught the painter.

painter?

When did I get such an elegant nickname?

Wu Zhihui was a little confused at first.

He quickly realized that he had been tricked by Li Wen.

I've become a painter?

Wu Zhihui felt aggrieved, but he wasn't flustered. After all, his identity was recorded in the police force's internal files, and the madam from the Major Crimes Unit who had just left should be able to find out soon.

You'll see in time that it was all a misunderstanding!

but;

Although he wasn't worried about his safety, Wu Zhihui was very angry.

How could a member of the Assassin Brotherhood, a member of the Brotherhood of Assassins, be outmaneuvered by a mere counterfeiter?

And without his knowledge, he took the blame for someone else?

'Li Wen, right? I'll remember you!'

Wu Zhihui thought viciously to himself.

Just then;

The interrogation room door opened.

He Weilan, whose expression was equally unpleasant, came in from outside and patted the shoulder of her colleague who was sitting there taking a statement.

"Alright, it's a misunderstanding. This senior brother is one of us."

As she spoke, she took out her keys and unlocked Wu Zhihui's handcuffs.

"Senior brother, I'm sorry, we made a mistake!"

He Weilan felt her face burning. She had never been so humiliated before, having arrested one of her own people because of a criminal's lie.

If this gets out, wouldn't the West Kowloon Serious Crimes Unit lose face big time?

It's alright; 817

Not many people know about the 817 incident.

And these insiders probably won't publicize the matter.

After all, she's not the only one who's embarrassed; if she's laughed at, everyone will share the shame!

"It's alright once the misunderstanding is cleared up. I'm a very magnanimous person."

Wu Zhihui rubbed his wrist and said.

They didn't make things difficult for He Weilan, which eased her awkward mood a little.

At this moment, the male colleague standing next to Wu Zhihui smiled apologetically, then looked at He Weilan and asked: