"These damn Chinese! These damn yellow pigs!" Charles raised his whip and hit the woman kneeling on the ground hard.
The woman had a collar around her neck and a chain hanging on her knees like a dog. Her skin and flesh were torn apart and she was about to be beaten to death by him!
"Stop hitting me! I'm going to die!" the woman begged on her knees.
Charles became excited when he saw the blood, raised his whip and slapped the woman on the face!
The woman's pretty face immediately had a bloodstain!
"Sir, you can't hit her anymore, this woman is really going to die!"
Hearing the noise, the old housekeeper had to knock on the door and come in, and said to Charles.
Charles threw away the whip and the chain, and pointed at the prostrate woman on the ground, "So what if he dies? The lowest level Chinese cousin!"
"Give her more money and send her away!"
The old butler nodded. Charles had been in a bad mood recently, and his actions were neither serious nor serious. Although this was a Chinese cousin, it still cost a human life.
The old housekeeper was familiar with the road and asked people to come in. He first put a black cloth bag on the woman's head, and then helped the woman to leave. He told his men: "Remember, you can't be seen. Don't put her down until the car is three miles away!"
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"Understood!" The two men led the woman away!
The old butler looked back at Charles, who had returned to his gentlemanly appearance, and asked: "Sir, the order from the summit has been issued. Now there is chaos in Hong Kong. What are you going to do?"
"How to do it? Treat us to dinner! Isn't this what those damn Chinese want?" Charles took a long sword displayed on the shelf in the secret room, waved it twice vigorously, and then gently wiped the sword with his fingers
Front!
The sharp sword cut his finger, and Charles felt the pain and the excitement brought by the blood. "Send invitations to Yan Xiong, Han Sen, and Lan Gang, saying that I, Charles, want to invite them to Taibai."
Seafood dinner! Tonight at eight o’clock, on time!”
"Yes, sir!" The old butler bowed deeply!
Charles closed his eyes, put his bleeding fingers to his lips, and tasted them excitedly!
…
"Master Xiong, this is the invitation sent by Charles, inviting you to have dinner at Taibai Seafood Restaurant at eight o'clock tonight. Look -" A Gui, his confidant, handed the invitation to Yan Xiong.
Yan Xiong worked very hard these days, helping Lei Luo wave the flag and causing chaos in Xiangjiang!
Yan Xiong took the invitation with a smile, brought it up to his nose, smelled it, and said, "Ghosts love to put perfume on invitations, and this Charles is no exception! This should be France's number one goddess!"
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"Master Xiong is sharp! Can you even smell this?" Agui said flatteringly.
Yan Xiong rolled his eyes at Agui and said, "Of course I can smell it, sir! Just yesterday my three little wives extorted three bottles of it! A bottle of Pu, my mother-in-law, costs 3,000 yuan! French ghosts really know how to steal money!"
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Agui couldn't help but rub his nose after hearing this. A bottle of Xiongye's perfume costs three thousand, and his monthly salary is only more than one thousand. The comparison between people is so irritating!
Who is Yan Xiong? He saw Agui's expression at a glance and said with a smile: "Agui, how long have you been with me?"
"Three years, Mr. Xiong!"
"It's time to take a new job!"
"Is it true, Mr. Xiong?" Agui said in surprise.
"Haha, of course it's true! As soon as the time comes, I will help you find a job!" Yan Xiong said and looked at the invitation, "Maybe tonight is an opportunity!" His eyes flashed like an old fox.
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Han Sen and Lan Gang got together.
"Asen, Charles invited us to dinner. I don't know if it's the Hongmen Banquet. What do you think?" Lan Gang asked Hansen casually, holding a cigarette in his mouth and leaning on a chair.
Han Sen held the cigarette, put one hand in his trouser pocket, and took a deep puff.
"If we push him too hard now, maybe this ghost guy will jump over the wall in a hurry!" Han Sen said, "Why don't we go over together and have a look to see what tricks he wants to play!"
"Yes!" Lan Gang stood up abruptly, "That's what I mean too! Instead of waiting and waiting, it's better to take the initiative and see what tricks this damn guy can do!"
"Then it's eight o'clock tonight, on time!"
"receive!"
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Eight o'clock in the evening.
Taibai Seafood Restaurant.
Taibai Seafood Restaurant is extremely lively tonight.
Because Hong Kong has been in chaos for the past three days, restaurant business has also been difficult.
But tonight, Chief Superintendent Charles is inviting guests to dinner, and he is surrounded by uniformed police officers and riot police with guns and ammunition. It can be said that it is extremely safe.
So many diners came after hearing the news, and Taibai Seafood Restaurant's business suddenly became booming.
In the luxurious VIP room, Charles and two senior officials were sitting in front of the round dining table. Two Chinese detectives, Han Sen and Lan Gang, had already arrived. Sitting next to them was the Chinese Chief Inspector Chen Zhichao!
At this moment, three ghost guys and three Chinese policemen are waiting for one person, and that person is Yan Xiong.
"Damn Yan Xiong, who do you think you are? Why don't you come now?" Charles was filled with anger.
The two ghost police officers beside him also looked unhappy.
Chen Zhichao squinted his eyes and smoked a cigarette. He knew best that Yan Xiong was a cunning and cunning man. He was deliberately raising his status by doing this so that he could easily argue with the ghost guy Charles.
Han Sen and Lan Gang were silent, just smoking and drinking tea.
A group of people are all waiting for Inspector Hua Yan Xiong!
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Outside the restaurant.
Yan Xiong looked at the watch on his wrist in the car and saw that the time was almost up. Then he asked Agui to bring the mineral water, unscrew the lid, sprinkle some water on his hands, then pat it on his face and forehead, and then put on his clothes
He unbuttoned his suit and looked like he was rushing there in a hurry.
"Agui, I'll go in first! You wait here! Remember, you must act according to the situation!" Yan Xiong got out of the car and told Agui and others.
"Don't worry, Master Yan! As soon as you send the signal, I will lead people to rush in!" Agui said.
Although Yan Xiong is ambitious, he is also afraid of death!
This time he was invited to the banquet, and he didn’t know if it was Gui Lao’s Hongmen Banquet. Of course he had to be fully prepared!
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Boom, boom, boom!
There was a knock on the VIP lounge door.
"Please come in!"
Yan Xiong cautiously opened the door and came in. He took a look at everyone present and saw Chen Zhichao, Han Sen and Lan Gang sitting in the room, and was half relieved.
He hurriedly took out a handkerchief with a flattering smile on his face and wiped the "sweat" on his forehead, while clasping his fists and bowing to everyone: "I'm sorry! The car broke down halfway! As you know, it's been very chaotic outside recently, even the car repairman is here
Can’t find it!”
Charles slapped the case violently, and everyone was shocked!
Yan Xiong was so frightened that his legs trembled and he looked at Charles in shock.
Just when everyone thought that Charles was going to get angry at Yan Xiong, an old fox, Charles showed a warm smile on his face: "Dear Yan Xiong, I'm glad you can come! Please sit down quickly, the food is almost cold!
