Hong Kong Island Old Events

Akun's sweatshirt was soaked through, and his calf muscles were very tight. When he saw the boss, he quickly cheered up and shouted powerfully: "Boss."

"It's done!"

He Dingxian took a long breath, his nervous eyes softened, and stepped forward to pat A Kun on the shoulder: "Thank you for your hard work."

Ni Kun smiled and said: "My boss treats me so well, it's just what I do for the company."

Lard asked carefully: "Explain clearly, what is the specific situation?"

Ni Kun looked carefully and said: "I was hiding in the alley and couldn't see clearly. After waiting for about ten minutes, there were more than ten gunshots in succession at the door of the restaurant. I could clearly hear a series of gunshots that were louder. It should be Brother Hao who fired. gun, and also saw Liu Fu being shot and falling to the ground."

"Liu Fu is wearing a black top hat. It's easy to spot him in the crowd. You can't go wrong!"

"I don't know whether he beat the man to death on the spot." Ni Kun said a little ashamedly: "I didn't dare to come forward and take a look. When Brother Hao comes back, I will take him to the dock."

"I watched Brother Hao get on the boat and leave. All the people on the boat also left with Brother Hao."

He Dingxian was immediately very satisfied. He turned around and gave Lardboy a look. Lardboy took out the hush money he had prepared and said, "Akun, take it."

When Ni Kun saw the bulging yellow paper envelope, which contained at least two thousand Hong Kong dollars, he quickly refused: "Brother Zai, no need."

He Dingxian frowned and shouted: "Stop talking nonsense, just take it!"

Ni Kun knew that he had to take the money, so he no longer refused. He readily took the money bag and bowed: "Thank you, boss."

After Wu Shihao left Hong Kong Island by boat, the Dongguan Gang would no longer be able to catch the real murderer, and the boss hiding behind the scenes would be safer.

Among the people who knew the plan, only Ni Kun was considered a hidden danger. However, he was considered one of his own if he paid enough to keep quiet. Moreover, Ni Kun was also involved in the operation. If he was caught by the Kowloon Tong plainclothes and he was the first to admit it, he would not be able to admit it even to death. .

Lao Fu's residence has never been connected with the Dongguan Gang, and it is impossible to betray him out of moral justice.

Although the Dongguan Gang doesn't need evidence at all once they go crazy, if they don't get caught, they have a greater chance of surviving.

He Dingxian lit up a cigarette, took a deep breath, and said with a proud expression on his face: "Akun, do you have the strength to take me back home?"

Ni Kun had just put away his money bag and suddenly said happily: "It's only a few steps away from the boss. I don't have any strength. How can I pull a car?"

"OK."

"Send me back to the house." He Dingxian said and walked out of the room with a cigarette in his mouth. However, Lardboy grabbed Ni Kun who was about to follow him, pulled out a loaded pistol from his waist, and handed it to Ni Kun as a warning. Said: "Starting today, remember to bring your boss when you pick him up or drop him off."

"I'm not asking you to die for the boss, I'm asking you to protect yourself." Lardboy's eyes were sharp. After hearing this, Ni Kun took the gun and stuck it behind his waist without any hesitation: "I understand."

A coachman who runs in front of his boss every day must protect himself first. Language is really an art. Speaking well can make you willing to work hard.

In fact, since the boss moved into Shanghai Street, his daily workload has been greatly reduced, but his salary is still the same as usual.

Under the influence of Lard Zai, Wu Shihao, Jiang Hongyan and others, he has unknowingly been infected with the atmosphere of the world. He is not only the boss's bodyguard but also takes the initiative to act as Ma Zai.

On the premise that Ni Kun focused on helping his boss, his financial income increased significantly, and even a coachman began to gain status in the eyes of his brothers.

This subtle transformation is enough to change a person unconsciously.

He Dingxian sat in the car with his legs crossed and smoking a cigarette, looking very comfortable. Even Ni Kun felt relaxed.

Although they are in danger and have to carry guns at all times, they have no awareness of the danger they are in.

He Dingxian was happy because he had killed a powerful enemy. Even if he was shot dead now, it would be a life-for-life. It could not be said that he would make a profit, but at least he would not suffer a loss.

Such an enemy who can bring him danger from the moment he targets him, why not kill him in advance and wait for someone to help him?

Innocent!

Such an innocent person would be arrested and sent to the sea!

On the contrary, he should take action now. If there is a big trouble in the future, he can solve it step by step. It is not that he has the ability to plan everything and figure out how to end it in advance. It is just that he understands that when a person dies, nothing will be left. When people are alive, they can have anything.

Business matters can also be planned out cleverly, and the grinding and fighting between forces sometimes makes no sense. The only thing he knows is that it is better to take the initiative than to wait for death, and to fight against it is better than regretting it.

It may be possible to organize the Chaoshan Gang by considering some details, but it is absolutely impossible for the Chaoshan Gang to come forward and fight to the end.

"We'll talk about tomorrow's matters after we wake up tomorrow." He Dingxian calmed down and got out of the car, chatting and laughing with Ni Kun: "Kun, go back home and sleep early."

"I know, boss." Ni Kun was still very nervous after finishing the work, but after receiving the money, he saw his boss's calm and calm look, and he felt very confident in his heart.

A boss who never panics always gives people a feeling that they can be relied on.

But when the news spread that Inspector Zonghua was shot and taken to the hospital, some people felt like the sky was falling, while others felt like they were being roasted on a fire.

Chen Li had already gone to bed at home to rest. When he heard his subordinate Dajiao knocking on the door downstairs, he got up unhappy and asked his wife to open the door.

The first thing Dajiao said when he saw the chief was: "Brother Li, Mr. Fu was shot twice. People in the world are saying that it was the Chaoshan Gang who did it."

Chen Li opened his mouth in shock and cursed: "If a shit basin is put on our heads, do the Dongguan Gang have to fight with us?"

"No, Brother Li, there is news in Jianghu..." Dajiao explained clearly some things that were uploaded in Jianghu. Chen Li immediately wrinkled his face, his face was as gloomy as water, and he said in a bad tone: "You go to the movie store. Ask and check, and at the same time ask Qian Weishan to call Ah Xian over."

"Okay." Dajiao agreed quietly with a low eyebrow. When he left the front door of the hall, he was in a very depressed mood. If Sheriff Chen fell, he would be the first to guard the farmland. The glorious days are gone, and Maybe someone is looking for me, I really hate it, I want to pull out the skin of the guy who caused the trouble.

After He Dingxian returned home, he was not in a hurry to wash up and go to bed. He sat in the dining room, drank a bowl of pork belly and chicken soup, and turned on the radio to listen to Huangmei Opera.

In an era without pop music, you can still feel the charm of opera when you calm down. People always like to find happiness in a tiring life.

Scarcity of materials cannot withstand inner needs. This is how art is born from life.

Late at night, after finishing the chicken soup one night and before the song "A Match Made in Heaven" ended, Qian Weishan's voice sounded outside the window: "Brother Xian!"

"Brother Xian!"