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Chapter 314: Running away

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"The man surnamed Cheng has recovered from his injuries. If there is a ghost guy's backing, this kind of case will be handed over to him."

"It's useless even if you tell him your identity. You won't get a single cent of the credit. So, don't get involved in this matter. It doesn't make any sense."

"You want to mess with Huang Xiong? Why?"

"Stealing business? You really think you are making money!"

"Are you sure? Okay, I will cooperate with you after you get it done!"

Black Star can't kill you, let's see if Five or Six can kill you!



The early morning sunlight shone through the gaps in the curtains and formed a spot of light on the ground. Wang Yaozu, who was sleeping, slowly opened his eyes and looked up at the wall clock on the wall. It was half past seven.

Another day when I was woken up on time by my gorgeous beauty!

Pulling his arms out from the two women's shoulders, feeling the smoothness of the friction between the arms and the clavicle, Wang Yaozu's mouth slightly raised. The feeling of multi-person sports cannot be explained to outsiders.

The 1.5-meter bed is indeed a bit small, and it would be a bit crowded for three people to lie on it. Fortunately, they can overlap most of the time...

With his arms stretched out, Wang Yaozu sat up and leaned on the bed, unconsciously kneading various shapes with his hands, thinking about how to kill Huang Xiong last night.

"Ah Qing, this is me, Wang Yaozu."

"Do me a favor, find somewhere in Wan Chai that is filming a movie. I want to find a good makeup artist."

"Okay, I'll wait for your call."

At noon, in Causeway Bay, a group of movie makers were shooting scenes on the street. Chen Yaoxing led more than 20 people to surround them with cheers.

Immediately, the attendant's legs and feet were trembling with fear. Without saying a word, he turned around and ran towards the crowd. He hurriedly came to a huge man and lowered his head and said, "Master Hong, there are a bunch of young and Dangerous guys coming outside. Look,

He looks like he's going to cause trouble."

Mr. Hong quickly ordered to stop temporarily. He separated from the crowd and strode out. At a glance, he saw Chen Yaoqing, who was surrounded by the young and Dangerous boys in the center. "I don't know which big boss is in front of me."

"Hong Hing, Chen Yaoqing in Wan Chai, it turns out that Mr. Hung is filming here. I haven't missed any of Mr. Hung's movies."

"Hahaha, Brother Qing is too polite. I wonder what your orders are?" Hong Jinbao was quite happy on the road, and various social groups gave him some face.

"It's nothing serious. I just want to find a good makeup artist to help me. Her skills must be good. I'm also helping with the work, but it disturbed Mr. Hong's filming."

"That's easy to talk about." He breathed a sigh of relief and just borrowed it for personal use. As long as he wasn't here to cause trouble, that would be better than anything else. As for myself, just find a makeup artist.

Thinking of this, Hong Jinbao ordered a makeup artist to come over, "Everyone is safe!"

"Don't worry about that." Chen Yaoqing nodded affirmatively.

So, after lunch, Wang Yaozu met the makeup artist he needed at the hotel.

Many times, Wang Yaozu didn't want to use force, but he was forced to have no choice. If he went to find it on his own, it would definitely not be so smooth. I don't know how long it would take to find a decent person, let alone whether he would be able to stage things and make things happen.

too much.

How is it like now, when Chen Yaoqing and more than 20 people came obediently without paying a penny, and his attitude was so good.

"The makeup must be real and invisible, and it must not fall off even if it is applied." After stating his requirements, Wang Yaozu emphasized specifically.

"Don't worry, we were very careful during the filming, and it will be fine in the wind and rain." The makeup artist assured, patting her chest.

After being manipulated for more than two hours, Wang Yaozu felt that his butt was no longer his own. After everything was done, when he looked in the mirror, he became a completely different person.

(Well, sitting is so tiring. The author’s buttocks are numb after sitting for a whole day.)



Central, a disco.

A tall, long-haired man with sideburns strode in. He frowned and adjusted to the deafening music, then pushed his way through the crowd and walked inside.

"What are you doing, bastard!" A guy who was in high spirits shouted loudly after being pulled to stagger.

The long-haired man turned his head sharply, staring at the other person with a sharp gaze. A long and narrow scar that slashed half of his face diagonally from the eye made the already ferocious face even more ferocious.

Especially the symmetrical sore spots left behind after the wounds were sutured, making the scars as scary as a ferocious centipede. Under the constantly flashing lights, the man who was so angry just now screamed and fell to the ground, using his hands and feet to face the ground.

Climb away with raw noodles.

The long-haired man snorted and continued to walk forward. I don't know if the scene just now scared other people, but the crowd suddenly separated into a straight passage.

Walking through the crowd, the long-haired man looked carefully and fixed his eyes on a short guy with a sinewy face.

"You must be Huang Xiong!"

Huang Xiong raised his head when he heard the voice, and at that moment the flashlight flashed again. The pale light made Huang Xiong think he had seen a ghost, and he trembled with fear.

"Speak!" The long-haired man looked a little impatient.

"Who the hell are you? Please speak politely." A boy next to him suddenly stood up and raised his hand and pushed towards the long-haired man.

Snap, the long-haired man grabbed his wrist and twisted it hard, and a scream suddenly sounded. Seeing this, the people around him stood up and glared at the long-haired man.

"What are you looking at!" The long-haired man raised his head and looked around. His voice was not loud, but the murderous intent in his bones, combined with his tall figure and ferocious face, shocked everyone at once.

Huang Xiong stood up and looked up at the tall, ferocious man, "I am Huang Xiong, and I have a distinguished name."

The ferocious man pushed away the person next to him and sat on the booth. Then Shi Shiran spoke in Northeastern dialect and said: "Just call me Kui Lang. I heard that there is a big troll selling Gada of yours. Is it true?"

land."

"What the hell?" Huang Xiong was stunned on the spot and didn't realize what it was for a while.

"Damn, it's a gun."

Only then did Huang Xiong realize that the troll was speaking in that dialect. Then he frowned and couldn't figure out the person on the other side, so he asked carefully: "Who did Brother Kui Lang hear from?"

"Why talk so much? I'll give you the money, you sell the goods, just click it and it's done. It's done quickly!"

Huang Xiong scratched his head a little. He had never been in contact with someone like the fierce man in front of him. He thought he was rude enough, but compared with this man, he was a noble!

This figure, this appearance, this tone of voice, and this style of behavior are very much like those bandits in the north who I heard people talking about, who would shoot at every disagreement.

Could such a person be from the police?

Thinking of this, Huang Xiong explained what he could get out of his hands.

"Then three 56s, one Remington 870, and six Beretta 92s. How much is the total?"


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