Ruan Xiong is a descendant of Vietnamese refugees. He has been working hard in society since he was a child. He has a ruthless spirit in his bones. When he was fifteen, he helped a big boss kill people. Later, he fled from Thailand to Taiwan, and he just relied on a white sheath knife to kill people.
Ximending made a name for himself, and the heroes of the Bamboo Union Gang also gave him some face. Later, there was a vacuum in Hong Kong, and Xiong Ge turned around and returned to Yau Tsim Mong as a talker.
Ever since his younger brother Ah Hao died on a gambling boat, Cheng Guoju had retired, recognized Ruan Xiong as his godson, and handed over all his properties to him to take care of himself. With the support of a grandfather and uncle, Brother Xiong became even more energetic.
, was at the height of its power, and was flourishing in the Yau Tsim Mong area, suppressing all the limelight of other gangs. Who would have ever thought that they would be threatened by being pinned to the wall on their own territory.
"Fuck your mother!" a young man brought by Brother Xiong from Taiwan roared and was about to pounce on him and kill him. Liu Ziguang grabbed Ruan Xiong's collar with his left hand and pulled out a pistol like a magic trick with his right hand and shot the young man directly at the foot.
Gunshots rang out, and there were screams. The younger brother stopped abruptly and glared at Liu Ziguang, as if you wanted to kill me.
Liu Ziguang didn't even look at him. He slapped Ruan Xiong's face with the hot barrel and said, "This is the second time I've said this today. Don't use the law as a shield. Those who work in the underworld are not qualified to talk about the law. Do you understand?"
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Ruan Xiong nodded laboriously, and Liu Ziguang put him down and asked: "So, where is the person I am looking for?"
"They left through the back door. I asked my younger brother to take them to Sham Shui Shing Ju Ye. It was a blue nanny car with the license plate number xxxxx."
"Didn't you lie to me?" Liu Ziguang continued to pat Ruan Xiong's face with the barrel of his gun.
"No." Ruan Xiong was filled with anger, but he could only hold it back at the moment. The police officers from the crime team were present, and they could not use force under any circumstances, otherwise they would just give the police a handle.
Liu Ziguang's cell phone rang, and it was a message from Shangguan Jin: Jin Xudong left in a blue van.
"Very good, you can teach me." Liu Ziguang took back his pistol, helped Ruan Xiong adjust his collar, and shook his head at Liang Xiao: "Let's go."
Liang Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the thugs in front of him, and left the nightclub side by side with Liu Ziguang.
Back in the car, Shangguan Jin said dissatisfied: "Why are you back here? Jin Xudong has already run away."
Liang Xiao said: "It doesn't matter, we can find him, but Chief Liu fired a gun just now. If Ruan Xiong complains, he may have to write a report, which is a bit troublesome." He started the car.
Ruan Xiong watched their car leave with a sinister look, turned around and walked into the nightclub. The Taiwanese boy just now stepped forward and said: "Brother Xiong, do you want to find someone to do it for him?"
"I will take care of it. You go and send Sangbiao to see a doctor." Ruan Xiong dismissed his younger brother, walked to the door of a private room in the nightclub, knocked on the door and went in. Inside, several ladies were playing dice with three men.
Drinking and singing, there were a bunch of foreign wine bottles on the table, and we were having a good time.
Ruan Xiong clapped his hands, and the ladies hurriedly packed their things and ran away. The leader of the three men said to Ruan Xiong: "Sit down and talk."
"Kill someone for me, two hundred thousand." Ruan Xiong said.
The three men all had a strong sense of recklessness. When they heard the price of 200,000 yuan, they didn't even blink. The leader said, "Where is he?"
"We took a white Toyota car and waded into deep water. The license plate was xxxxx. The man we wanted to kill was of medium build, about thirty years old, from Mainland China. He was wearing a black suit and was a troll. He was very difficult to deal with."
"Okay, accepted." The man stood up. His tall body was more than a head taller than Ruan Xiong.
Ruan Xiong smiled with satisfaction: "Brothers are really generous. I like it. Let's go and take you to get the guy."
Arriving at the basement of the nightclub and opening a door, Ruan Xiong took out three Black Star pistols, two half-old Type 56 submachine guns, and a cardboard box full of bullets from the cabinet and said: "These will be deducted from the commission."
, the discount is 45,000 yuan, no objection."
The three men checked the firearms skillfully, loaded bullets into the magazines, and ignored Ruan Xiong.
The leading man continuously pulled the bolt of the submachine gun, patted the gun body and said: "The domestic product is just okay. I am used to the East German original, so it is a bit uncomfortable to use this again."
After the three people left, Ruan Xiong's lawyer Huang Yulang came to the nightclub. Ruan Xiong described to him what had just happened. Lawyer Huang asked: "Did the surveillance video capture him beating someone?"
Ruan Xiong said: "Yes, and there are hundreds of witnesses. The guy also shot in the nightclub. There are bullet casings and bullet holes on the ground."
Huang Yulang pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose and said, "In this case, we are more sure. Did you just say that this person came with the police from the serious crime team?"
"Yes, but he shouldn't be a policeman. Policemen don't use that kind of gun." Ruan Xiong said.
Huang Yulang became interested: "Show me the surveillance video."
Ruan Xiong snapped his fingers and asked his men to take the surveillance video and show it to Lawyer Huang.
After reading this, Lawyer Huang stopped talking and slowly took off his glasses to wipe them. Ruan Xiong noticed that there was an inconspicuous scar from Lawyer Huang’s forehead to the wing of his nose.
"Brother Xiong, I can't help you. This person is difficult to deal with. It's useless to talk to him about the law."
Ruan Xiong was surprised, these words sounded very familiar: "How do you say it?"
"I suspect, just suspect, that A Hao was killed by him, that the gambling boat was sunk by him, and that the scars on my face were caused by him." Lawyer Huang's voice was a little low, and he was obviously thinking of some past events that are difficult to look back on.
"Fuck! What's the big deal? I'll do the same to him to avenge Lord Ju." Ruan Xiong slammed the table and made a bold statement.
"Of course, you have to file a complaint. If you can't get rid of him, you can get the police officer." Lawyer Huang put on his glasses again and regained his stern demeanor.
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Jin Xudong felt that everything was out of control. He originally came to Hong Kong for a routine business trip and made some extra money, but he was now being hunted. He had been doing this for almost ten years and had never encountered any trouble because he was good at communicating with senior officials.
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The car headed north along Nathan Road. The roads in Hong Kong are far less wide than those in Shanghai, but they are not very congested because every car drives strictly according to the regulations. The driver is a young man sent by Ruan Xiong, a young man in a purple suit.
Although he is very powerful, his thin arms make Jin Xudong feel insecure.
Jin Xudong turned to look at Mr. Araki next to him. This Japanese gave him a strange feeling. Although this guy was proficient in Chinese, very polite, generous and never bargained, the sensitive Jin Xudong still felt that there was something wrong. What exactly was wrong?
But I can't tell.
The Furukawa Society is Japan's official intelligence collection agency. Jin Xudong knows this very well. The Japanese have always acted cautiously and prudently and will never cause trouble in Hong Kong after the return. Jin Xudong keeps comforting himself.
The driver kept looking at the rearview mirror and stepped on the accelerator to accelerate. Jin Xudong hurriedly looked back, but couldn't see anything.
"Someone is following me," the driver said.
Araki Naoto smiled faintly. Everything was developing as expected. He was now an intelligence collector, not an operative. The Japanese government did not have armed agents in Hong Kong who could carry out assassination missions, so everything had to rely on itself. The Chinese
They have always been good at fighting among themselves, so letting them kill each other is the best way.
Liang Xiao had almost caught up with the blue nanny car in front of him, but his cell phone suddenly rang. He took it out and saw that it was a call from his boss, Chief Miao. He hurriedly put on his Bluetooth headset and pressed the answer button.
"Liang Xiao, what are you doing? You acted without permission. Now two people are lying in the hospital. They shot a gun in public in a nightclub. They have complained to the higher authorities. Now Sir Zhang from the Complaints Department is waiting for my report. You asked me
What do you say, come back right away!"
Chief Miao's roar came from the earphones. Liang Xiao subconsciously stepped on the brakes and the car slowed down. But when he saw the car in front of him speeding away, he suddenly pulled off the earphones, stepped on the accelerator and followed.
The blue nanny car turned left at Boundary Street and entered Cheung Sha Wan Road, and then turned left at Nanchang Street and entered Lai Chi Kok Road. The white Toyota car behind it followed closer and closer. The driver cursed and accelerated forward. Suddenly, a heavy-duty road racing vehicle
The motorcycle followed from behind. The motorcyclist glanced at the car and hit the accelerator, then overtook the car like a sharp arrow.
Jin Xudong felt that his neck was sweating again and his lips were a little dry. Looking at Naoto Araki, he still looked calm and composed. This Japanese devil was quite courageous.
Just as he was about to say a few words, a black off-road vehicle suddenly rushed out of the side road and hit the left side of the nanny's car. The door was smashed and the side airbags opened with a bang. Jin Xudong felt his face heat up and used
With a swipe of his finger, blood turned red.
Immediately after, gunfire rang out. Before Jin Xudong could react, he was pressed down by Naoto Araki. The car window shattered with a crash, and the sound of bullets whizzing past his head was heard.
The white Toyota that had been following him suddenly stopped. Liang Xiao grabbed the walkie-talkie and called the main station: "Headquarters, there is a gunfight at the intersection of Lai Chi Kok Road and Pei Ho Street. Please support!"
Before he finished speaking, a string of bullets came, and a row of bullet holes appeared on the car window. Fortunately, Liang Xiao was in a relatively low position, otherwise his head would have been damaged.
In the back seat, Liu Ziguang had already opened the car door and kicked out the panicked Shangguan Jin. Director Shangguan rolled on the ground several times and hid behind a truck on the side of the road. Liu Ziguang held the
The gun jumped out of the car and fired several shots at the guy wearing a motorcycle helmet and holding a submachine gun in the middle of the road. The first bullet hit his helmet, and the powerful impact of the .45-caliber bullet shattered the plexiglass mask.
Shattered, the gunman's eyes were blinded by the flying fragments, and he let out a miserable howl, followed by the second and third bullets that eliminated his pain.
Taking advantage of the opportunity when the opponent's firepower weakened, Liang Xiao also pulled out his pistol and climbed out of the car. Before he raised his head, he heard the sound of heavy rain hitting the iron sheet behind him. He concluded that at least two automatic rifles were shooting at his car. He panicked.
I ran to the roadside and squatted next to the trash can. When I looked back, I saw that my car was full of holes.
Liu Ziguang looked at the nanny car in front. The doors on both sides were wide open. Jin Xudong and Naoto Araki had disappeared. He was about to rush over to check, when suddenly a roar of motorcycles came from behind. He jumped subconsciously, and the place where he had just landed was already there.
It was turned into a hornet's nest by bullets.
On the street in the dark night, gunshots rang out, and the light of the muzzle flash even overwhelmed the light of the street lamps. There were screams and noisy footsteps everywhere. Liu Ziguang rushed to Liang Xiao and said: "There are two gunshots in the nine o'clock direction."
There is a long gun, and there are two guns at six o'clock. You cover me, and I am going to save Jin Xudong."
Liu Ziguang put a pistol into Liang Xiao's hand and said: "One, two, three!" He suddenly rushed out, and Liang Xiao raised the pistol high, regardless of whether he could hit it, and continued in the left and right directions.
Pulling the trigger, the pistol routine continued, and the hot bullet shell ejected from the ejection port. This scene gradually became slow motion in Liang Xiao's eyes, and he shouted hysterically: "Ah~~~~~~~~
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After all, the ammunition capacity of the pistols was limited. Soon the two pistols were empty and hung up. Bullets flew like a storm with a vengeance, masonry debris flew everywhere, and the steel trash cans were also punched with transparent holes.
Xiao lay on the ground without daring to raise his head, thinking to himself that he might die today.
In an instant, Liu Ziguang had rushed to the place where Jin Xudong and Araki Naoto were hiding. Between the two trucks, Jin Xudong was shaking like chaff. Araki Naoto remained calm as usual, but blood was dripping from the gaps between the fingers that were pressed tightly on his waist.