Hong Kong film: Drowned by the Chiang family? I launch a massive attack on Hung Hing.

"Brother Jun, these three guys are very tight-lipped. This is the first time I've ever met people like them."

Xu Xi was wearing medical gloves, which were covered in bloodstains, making him look very 'professional'.

"I'll talk to them."

Li Jun glanced at the three brothers, Tony, Ah Zha, and Ah Hu, who had been turned into unrecognizable figures not far away, and said calmly.

"who are you?"

When Li Jun walked up to the three brothers Tony, Azha, and Ahu, Tony suddenly opened his eyes. Apart from a slight weakness, his eyes were filled with a ferocious savagery, like a lone wolf on the verge of death, wanting to bite the enemy one last time even on the verge of death.

Such people are born rebels, never satisfied, and never grateful.

But even a lone wolf has its weaknesses.

"Tony, I want to make a deal with you."

Li Jun looked at Tony in front of him and spoke slowly.

"..."

Li Jun was met with silence.

“I know you three brothers are all very filial. Tell me where you hid your money and weapons, and I will let your mother live out her old age in peace.”

Li Jun said calmly.

Upon hearing Li Jun's words, not only Tony, but also Ah Zha and Ah Hu, who had been tortured to the point of being lifeless, raised their heads and looked at Li Jun with fierce eyes.

"I'm warning you, if you dare touch our mother, we'll haunt you even in death!"

Tony shouted sternly.

His weakness, however, made his words sound somewhat hollow.

"No, Tony, you've misunderstood me. I just want your mother to live a more comfortable life."

Li Jun smiled slightly and spoke slowly.

"Why should we trust you?"

At that moment, Tiger, standing next to Tony, shouted at the top of his lungs.

Li Jun didn't say anything, he just shrugged.

“Deep Water Crossing, Fish Gathering Path, Runsheng Garment Factory's warehouse, everything is inside.”

Tony suddenly spoke up.

Then, before Li Jun could speak, Tony continued, "We three brothers have too many enemies in Hong Kong. Send my mother to America or Australia to ensure her safety."

Even the fiercest lone wolf has the instinct to love its young.

"no problem."

Li Jun smiled slightly, then turned and left. As he passed by Xu Xi, he nodded to her.

Xu Xi immediately walked behind Tony, grabbed his neck with her arm, and exerted force.

At that moment, Tony's eyes were fixed on Li Jun's departing figure, his gaze gradually dimming...

On the other side, on Mong Kok Road, inside a car.

"Think carefully, besides Dashan, who else has Tony and his gang offended recently?"

Ma Jun looked at Hua Sheng sitting next to him and asked loudly.

"Probably not."

After pondering for a long time, Watson slowly shook his head.

"Watson, you know Tony's skills better than anyone. The guy who attacked Tony today took him down in three moves. If Da Shan had a fighter like that, he would have turned against Tony long ago. Why wait until now? Think about it again!"

Ma Jun spoke quickly.

The fact that those two masked men kidnapped him right in front of him was a disgrace to Ma Jun. Moreover, their police station had been watching Tony for so long and was about to close the net, but now that Tony had been arrested, what was the point of closing the net?

"Damn it, I already said no, and those three guys, Tony, don't trust anyone except their own brothers. There are a lot of things I don't even know!"

Driven to desperation by Ma Jun, Hua Sheng cursed in frustration.

"Sorry, I got impatient!"

Seeing Hua Sheng's reaction, Ma Jun realized he had been a bit hasty. He apologized to Hua Sheng, then slammed his fist heavily on the steering wheel, yelling, "Damn it, these guys deserve to die!"

'Zzzzz~'

At that moment, a voice came from Ma Jun's walkie-talkie.

"Have you spotted that van?"

Ma Jun quickly picked up the walkie-talkie and asked.

"Huh? No, Officer Ma, we just received a report that several bodies were found on the beach. The chief wants you to go there."

The police officer on the other end of the walkie-talkie was slightly taken aback by Ma Jun's question before he came to his senses.

"Okay, I'll go over immediately."

Upon hearing the officer's words, Ma Jun was slightly taken aback, and then immediately responded.

"Watson, you should go home and get some rest. Also, although Tony and the others are missing now, for your safety, you should still be careful and not reveal your identity."

After putting down the walkie-talkie, Ma Jun gave Hua Sheng some instructions.

"Don't worry, I'm more experienced as an undercover agent than you are. You fucking be careful too."

After jokingly cursing, Hua Sheng opened the car door, got out, and left.

"You little punk!"

Watching Watson's departing figure, Ma Jun chuckled and cursed, then started the car and drove towards the seaside.

After half an hour.

“Officer Ma, we just checked the identities of these people. There is no information about them in the household registration records on Hong Kong Island, so they should not be locals of Hong Kong Island.”

A uniformed policeman explained the situation to Ma Jun. As he spoke, he led Ma Jun to a man with a thick beard. "We checked the records. This man should be Shali, the son of Eight-Faced Buddha, who is wanted by Interpol."

"Shali?"

Upon hearing the uniformed policeman's words, Ma Jun's eyes flickered slightly. He then crouched down and carefully examined the gun barrels on Sha Li's body. "AK and MP5. The killer's equipment is very professional. He's definitely not an ordinary bandit. Sha Li's presence here was probably because he brought goods to Hong Kong for a transaction, and then got double-crossed..."

……

"Brother Chen, that Li Jun double-crossed us, damn it!"

Inside an apartment building in Tsim Sha Tsui, Debbie Road (from the movie "Infernal Affairs"), with a few strands of green hair in his hair, stood in front of Han Chen, who had white hair, and angrily cursed.

Then, before Han Chen could speak, he continued, "Brother Chen, just say the word, and I'll immediately take my men and take care of that bastard Li Jun!"

"I've never had any dealings with Li Jun before, why would he steal my goods?"

Han Chen ignored Dibia Road, instead frowning and muttering to himself.

“Brother Chen, there’s no need for so many questions when it comes to double-crossing. That shipment was worth 6000 million Hong Kong dollars. Who wouldn’t want to take a second look? Damn it, if it weren’t for Little Five Elf hiding in the cabin beforehand and hearing that it was Li Jun who sent people, we really wouldn’t know who did it.”

Dibialu's words were very meaningful; he was clearly very 'excited' right now.

"That's the problem. Why would someone double-cross someone and then announce their own name, as if they're afraid others won't know they're the one doing the double-crossing?"

Han Chen said slowly.

"Um, maybe one of Li Jun's men is mentally unstable?"

Han Chen's words startled Dibialu slightly, and then he said somewhat unconfidently, his anger subsiding by a third.

"Whether it was Li Jun's men who did it or not, since Li Jun ran into it, he's just unlucky. Dilu, what do you do later..."

Han Chen shook his head gently, then leaned close to Dibialu's ear and whispered something.

"Understood, Brother Chen!"

After listening to Han Chen's words, Dibialu nodded slightly, then turned and left the apartment building.

After walking along Dibia Road, Han Chen slowly entered a small room. In this small room, there was no furniture, only a plaque and a photograph.

The photo shows a smiling woman, while the plaque reads, "Memorial tablet for wife Mary, erected by husband Han Chen."

"Mary, you should be five years old now. How are you doing?"

Han Chen touched Mary's photo and muttered to himself, "I'm going to kill someone again. Actually, I don't like killing, but I can't help it. In this world, if I don't kill, someone else will."

At this point, Han Chen paused slightly, "Mary, I realized this too late, otherwise, you wouldn't have died, you definitely wouldn't have..."

the other side.

Inside a dilapidated apartment building in Tsim Sha Tsui.

Chen Yongren lay on the bed in a starfish position, closed his eyes for a while, then opened them again, looked at the ceiling fan above his head, and sighed deeply.

Since Ni Yongxiao's death, he began to suffer from insomnia. Over the years, his insomnia became more and more serious, and he often couldn't sleep all night long.

‘Ring ring ring~’

Just then, the telephone rang.

"Hello, who is this?"