"Ajian, did you make a mistake? Let him shoot me?!" Lei Luo pointed at the "Sharpshooter" Revolver with a surprised look on his face and said to Shi Zhijian.
Shi Zhijian looked around: "Brother Luo, keep your voice down, this is a secret!"
"What a secret! You want to shoot me and ask me to keep it secret for you? Besides, this is the principal's office of Wong Chuk Hang Police School. No one dares to come in without my order!"
"I just made it clear to you that this is a trick! As long as he shoots you, he will arouse public sympathy and defeat that devil Smith to get a seat in the parliament!" Shi Zhijian explained.
Lei Luo rolled his eyes, "But this cruel trick is too sinister! Ajian, it's not that I'm timid. I've never seen any dangerous situations in my life, but you... can't be a child's play!"
"Of course it's not a child's play. I personally invited him from Macau. His marksmanship is very accurate!"
"How accurate is it?"
"Ask him!"
"How accurate are you?" Lei Luo asked Revolver.
Revolver scratched his head: "About 70% to 80%!"
"Seventy or eighty percent?" Lei Luo's eyes widened, "What about the remaining two to three percent?"
Revolver sneered: "Of course it missed!"
Lei Luo: "You miss the target and still laugh?"
Revolver shrugged: "There's no other way. At worst, I'll help them burn Yuanbao candles during the Qingming Festival!"
Lei Luo wanted to kick the revolver to death, so he turned around and said to Shi Zhijian: "Ajian, I don't think it's safe!"
Shi Zhijian spread his hands: "Then what else can you do?"
Lei Luo held his chin, thought for a moment, clapped his hands suddenly and said, "I have a solution!"
"What can I do?"
"Let him shoot you!"
"Shoot me?" Shi Zhijian pointed at his nose.
"Yes, when I was giving a speech, a sudden riot broke out. You bravely stood in front of me and asked him to force you to shoot you! Then, as your boss, what should I do? Of course I must avenge you.
Just like in the movie, you were lying in the hospital pretending to be dead, and I ran out with righteous indignation to gather the people, rise up, and kill those ghost guys! They had no choice but to elect me as a congressman. You see, my idea has a beginning and a tail.
From the front to the back, it’s so uneven! Isn’t it beautiful?”
Shi Zhijian nodded: "Liang - Liang, you big-headed ghost! Do you think those ghost guys are fools? Do you think those media reporters have water in their heads? It's okay for me to be shot on your behalf. Even if I really die, I won't.
No problem, let me, Shi Zhijian, stab you Lei Luoyi and Bo Yuntian at both sides——"
"Ajian, why do I think you are praising yourself in disguise?"
"We'll talk about this later, let's talk about the main point! The point is, I can't represent you, and the people's sympathy can't reach that passionate standard! In one sentence, it's useless!"
Lei Luo was troubled, and began to hold his chin in thought again, and suddenly snapped his fingers: "Yes, I have another idea, can't you see it?"
"What's your idea?"
"As for acting, it doesn't have to be so real! Let him shoot me with a real gun. If his skills are too poor or he loses focus while shooting me, then I will be in trouble! For safety reasons, we can use special effects from the movie instead.
!I know that in the Gui Lao movie, blood bags are installed in the gun battles - I stuffed the blood bags and exploded when the time comes, how pretty?!"
Shi Zhijian smiled: "Please, boss, don't play with me anymore! We are going to the hospital by then. Do you want the doctor to check your blood bag? By then, the whole of Hong Kong will know that Brother Luo, you are a great actor! Even if we bribe the doctor
, where are those ghost guys from Smith? Aren’t they going to pursue it? As long as it is a fraud, sooner or later it will be revealed that it is bankrupt. When the time comes, you will be finished, I will be finished, and we will all be finished together!”
When Lei Luo heard this, he looked confused: "Do you mean I have to let this guy shoot me?"
Revolver coughed next to him: "Brother Luo, I respect you so much! In addition, I have a name. My name is Revolver. You can also call me Revolver! I am not called Pulu, the one who is shot by me is the one who is shot.
Hit the street!"
Lei Luo got angry and pointed at Revolver's nose: "What do you mean? Are you teaching me how to do things?"
"No, no, no!" Revolver waved his hands hurriedly, "I just want to show my backbone in front of Brother Luo! I heard from people that Brother Luo likes people with backbone!"
Lei Luo was still angry, but Shi Zhijian pulled him aside: "Brother Luo, if it were me, I would definitely be polite to him now!"
"Why?"
"For him not to miss!"
Lei Luo was covered in cold sweat and immediately walked over and took Revolver's hand: "To be honest, I was testing you just now! I like people with backbone very much! I'm optimistic about you!"
Zuolin laughed: "Thank you, Brother Luo, for your praise! You have always been my idol!"
Lei Luo breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at Shi Zhijian: "Is this the only way?"
Shi Zhijian comforted him: "Brother Luo, don't worry, I have arranged everything!"
While talking, Shi Zhijian walked aside and took out a bag, "Brother Luo, what do you think this is?"
"What the hell?" Lei Luo saw Shi Zhijian taking out a vest from the bag!
"Bulletproof vest!" Shi Zhijian said, "I got this specially from the Americans - the LV of bulletproof vests!"
"LV in body armor? What is that?"
"It's still body armor!"
Lei Luo rolled his eyes: "Ajian, are you deceiving me?"
Lei Luo learned the word "fool" from Shi Zhijian, as well as "scumbag" and so on. For Lei Luo, Shi Zhijian was a new walking dictionary.
"How could it be? I'm of the same mind as you! Come on, put it on and let me see if it looks good or not?" Shi Zhijian handed the body armor to Lei Luo.
Lei Luo put it on with a frown on his face.
Shi Zhijian held his chin and marveled at him: "Brother Luo is really a handsome guy, and he looks stylish no matter what he wears!"
Lei Luo was miserable: "But why do I feel like a target?"
"You're under too much pressure! Relax!" Shi Zhijian said, "Look, look at you now. Basically, your vital parts are protected by bulletproof vests. When the time comes, let the revolver shoot your arm or shoulder, as long as there is blood.
good!"
Lei Luo frowned: "There is no blood, just scrape the skin, is it OK?"
At this time, he saw the revolver making vigorous gestures with Lei Luo's upper body.
"What are you doing?" Lei Luo asked him.
"Oh, I'm planning on shooting you somewhere?"
Lei Luo gasped and turned around to ask Shi Zhijian: "Ajian, do you have a bulletproof helmet?"
"Do you think there's going to be a war? Will you be able to drive a tank?"
"have to!"
"I need your head! Remember, you are my brother Luo, you are not afraid of death!"
"I'm not afraid of death! But I must die well!"
"Don't worry, even if you die, you will rest in peace!"
"Then do I still have a choice?"
"What do you think?"
"No choice!"
Gu Chu
"Correct answer! Come on, turn around and let me see how handsome you are, Brother Luo, wearing a bulletproof vest?!"
…
Near Sir Bailiqu Villa.
"Damn it! I hate this windy weather! I especially don't like the bleak fallen leaves and the swirling dust!" Ghost Smith, director of the Land Bureau, struggled to get off the rickshaw with a big belly.
Unlike other ghosts, Smith especially likes riding rickshaws in Hong Kong, not because he is "environmentally friendly", but because he feels that riding in a rickshaw can show his superiority! Also, watching the humble rickshaw drivers in front of them desperately
When pulling a car, he will feel an inexplicable excitement deep in his heart!
Smith is a classic racist!
He looks down on the Chinese! He thinks that Hong Kong is a colony of the British Empire, so the Chinese are a lowly race in his eyes, especially these rickshaw drivers, the humblest old scalpers who deserve to be flattered by him!
Smith got out of the car, took out his wallet from his pocket, arrogantly took out a ten-dollar Hong Kong dollar bill with his fingers, and threw it casually!
"This is the fare for the car, and more is a reward!" Smith said.
A gust of wind blew away the Hong Kong dollar!
The rickshaw driver hurriedly chased after him. After catching up, he bent down to pick it up, then turned towards Smith and bowed to thank him!
Smith sneered. This is how humble people are. If you give them a little sweetness, they will kowtow to you...
Smith straightened his windbreaker and walked towards Sir Bailiqu's mansion with his bloated body in hand.
Arriving at the gate, Smith explained his purpose to the gatekeeper and was quickly welcomed in.
The ghost butler wore a tuxedo and raised his chin to welcome him out.
Smith had to explain his purpose of coming again, and then, accompanied by Gui Lao butler, he walked slowly through the garden to the independent leisure room in the villa area.
The ghost butler gently knocked on the door with his white-gloved hand, "Sir, I brought Mr. Smith!"
Smith, with his bulging belly, rolled his eyes impatiently, feeling that this gentleman was too arrogant and too polite.
"Invite him in!"
"yes!"
The ghost housekeeper opened the door, turned around and made an invitation gesture to Smith.
Smith nodded, held his belly in his hands and walked in.
…
There were three people in the room. In addition to Sir Bailiqu, there were two Chinese.
Smith knew them, one was the Chinese Chief Superintendent Chen Zhichao, and the other was Detective Inspector Yan Xiong.
Smith curled his lips, showing a trace of disdain for these two people.
When he looked at Bailiqu, Smith immediately expressed introduction on his face, his eyes became flattering, and he bowed and saluted Bailiqu: "Hello, sir!"
Bailiqu chewed his cigar, sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, pointed to the sofa next to him and said to Smith: "Sit down!"
"Yes!" Smith swept away his previous arrogant attitude and walked over to sit down very respectfully.
Here, although Smith didn't pay much attention to Chen Zhichao and Yan Xiong, Chen Zhichao didn't care at all. Instead, after Smith sat down, he nodded and smiled at each other.
Yan Xiong also smiled and gestured to Smith, taking the initiative to show his goodwill.
Seeing that everyone had arrived, Bailiqu bit his cigar, blew out a puff of smoke, and then said to Guilao Butler: "Add another cup of Lipton black tea and a piece of sugar! Director Smith can't drink too sweet!"
"Yes, sir!" Just as the ghost housekeeper was about to turn around, Smith said again: "By the way, let the lady come down to meet everyone!"
Smith's face showed excitement: "I didn't expect Sir to still remember that I only put one sugar in my tea. God, I'm so touched!"
Bailiqu smiled and said nothing. To do big things, you must have basic skills. Remembering everyone's name and hobbies is the most basic skill!
Soon, a waitress came in with black tea.
Immediately afterwards, a slim woman wearing a long Western dress with her hair pulled high also entered the lounge.
The moment the woman entered, the whole room seemed to be illuminated by a beam of light!
Whether it was Ghost Smith, or Chinese tycoons Chen Zhichao and Yan Xiong, they were all stunned for a moment when they saw the woman for the first time, as if they were surprised by the other's appearance and temperament.
Bailiqu took in the changes in everyone's expressions, nodded proudly, and then introduced: "This is my new adopted daughter, what was her original name? Don't mention it! Now her name is Baili Bing!"
Adopted daughter Baili Bing?
Ghost Smith frowned slightly, when did Lord Sir have an adopted daughter? How could I not know? Also, how could this adopted daughter be Chinese? What the hell?!
Smith has always looked down upon Chinese people. In his opinion, Bailiqu has a knighthood. How can he lower his stature to accept a Chinese as his adopted daughter? It is a bit too cheap! However, this adopted daughter is quite beautiful!
When Smith thought of this, he couldn't help but take another look at "Baili Bing".
Chen Zhichao and Yan Xiong even made eye contact in an instant. The "tacit understanding" established recently allowed them to complete the conversation just through eye contact.
"This Baili Bing is not simple!"
"Yes, beautiful women are the scariest!"
"Where did such a beautiful woman come from?"
"Who knows? It looks like we need to find out her details!"
Baili Bing looked at everyone with a smile on his face, his beautiful eyes flashing with light.
Needless to say, the "Baili Bing" in front of me is actually the "pirate princess" Tan Ling'er who escaped from Shark Island and was saved by Baili Qu!
After Bailiqu introduced Tan Ling'er who transformed into "Baili Bing", he introduced with a smile again: "This is Mr. Smith, Director of the Land Bureau!"
"Hello, Miss Baili Bing." Ghost Smith stood up and rubbed his palms on his suit twice. He shook hands lightly with Baili Bing, feeling that the other person's delicate hands were soft and boneless.
"This is Chief Inspector Chen Zhichao, and this is Inspector Hua Yan Xiong!" Baili Qu introduced the two of them to Baili Bing with a normal expression.
With a charming smile on her face, Bai Libing shook hands with Chen Zhichao and Yan Xiong respectively.
After all, Chen Zhichao is a heroic figure. He looked calm when facing the beautiful Baili Bing. After shaking hands, he quietly sat back on the sofa again, seemingly immune to Baili Bing's amazing beauty.
However, Yan Xiong swallowed his saliva a little, feeling that even the breath that Miss Baili Bing exhaled when she spoke was fragrant!
"Baili Bing is my adopted daughter. Bingxue is smart. Let's get to know each other today and help take care of her in the future." Baili Qu pointed to the seat next to her and asked Baili Bing to sit down.
Baili Bing sat down elegantly and looked at everyone.
Everyone has different thoughts, what does it mean? Let us take care of her, what should she do? They are full of doubts, but no one dares to take the initiative to ask questions.
"My foster father is so impressed! In fact, I don't have much ambition as a little girl. I just hope to make some small achievements in the business world in the future. I hope everyone can help me!"
It turned out to be a business!
Smith, Chen Zhichao and Yan Xiong breathed a sigh of relief and nodded in unison.
