Chapter Eighty-Six: Itching
There are many people with the word "Hua" in their names, but there is only one recognized "Brother Hua" in the Hong Kong entertainment industry. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ info is not Liu Dehua, the king of heaven who is popular all over the country, but Ren Dahua, who is not famous.
My brother is the deputy commissioner of the Hong Kong Police Force, who actually leads the Flying Tigers and the Mobile Unit. With such a fierce background, mixed in the entertainment industry, can you definitely afford to say "Brother Hua"?
Brother Hua waved his hand casually, and the two uniformed patrol officers immediately put down their guns and stood aside on guard.
"Can you understand English from Korea? Take it easy......"
Brother Hua asked in fluent English, and Lin Dong responded to him fluent Cantonese, "I am Chinese." Donnie Yen did it first, but you pointed a gun at me, what do you mean? Pull the bias frame? β
Looking at Donnie Yen who was paralyzed in the corner of the wall motionless, the corners of Brother Hua's mouth twitched a little, "Friend, your skills are too good, and it is understandable that the police officers are pulling out guns to guard against it." We have nothing to do with Donnie Yen at all, and we will definitely not be biased. You take it easy and follow the instructions of the police. β
It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that Brother Hua is highly respected, and Hong Kong's black and white give him face; But rumors are just rumors, and Lin Dong is quite uneasy.
After all, Donnie Yen, a liar, has already cheated Dongge once, and the entertainment news can't be believed.
On the contrary, Jun Ji-hyun, who stands on the sidelines and messes around, is the most reliable, because she and Hani are both Koreans. Lin Dong Longtan Tiger's Den dared to break in, but he couldn't rest assured.
"Jun Ji-hyun, do you know me?"
"Inside."
Lin Dong pointed at Hani, "This is Hani, Korean. The fight has nothing to do with her, she will be able to get out of the police station soon, can you help take care of it? β
"Inside."
"Let's go, then."
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Time is money, and Hong Kong people are really fast.
He went to the hospital for treatment, had his injuries examined, then went to the police station to take notes, detained him, and finally released on bail.
Lin Dong's Hong Kong Police Station only tasted two cups of coffee for the first time, and was released to breathe free air.
"Brother Hua, thank you very much. How much is bail? I'll pay you right away. β
"Speak English. Both ladies speak very good English. Brother Hua started the car and said as he walked, "Don't leave Hong Kong until the case is closed, and the bail money will naturally be paid back to my account after the case is closed; So you don't have to give. β
"Thank you, this favor, I remember." Lin Dong didn't bother to grind, talking about money hurts feelings, "What is the relationship between you and Donnie Yen?" β
"It's okay, when you meet for afternoon tea, you will share the table." Brother Hua shook his head, "Don't look at the dilapidated Huangzhukeng, but many industrial Daxia have been bought to rebuild private restaurants, clubs, etc., and no one disturbs the environment." Moreover, there is a police school nearby, so security is guaranteed. β
"Oh? It turned out that this was a star amusement park, and I thought that Hong Kong people would go to Polan Street. β
"Polan Street is a place for young people, so it's not suitable for me to go." Brother Hua handed over a business card, "The ins and outs of the matter are probably clear, and it's not your fault." But it's a bit heavier, I'm afraid there will be some twists and turns, call me if you have something. β
What does it mean to talk well and suddenly hand over a business card?
Lin Dong took the business card blankly, looking at the night scene with the lights flickering outside the car window, is it the same meaning as "serving tea and sending off guests"?
"Thank you, I'll invite Brother Hua to dinner another day to thank you." Lin Dong casually pointed to the night scene outside the window, "Hani and I haven't seen the night view of Hong Kong yet, please ask Brother Hua to stop and let us go down." β
"Okay." Brother Hua replied to Lin Dong with a meaningful look.
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Come without reason, go in a hurry. It's like I've never been here, I've never seen it.
"Oppa, why did you get out of the car all of a sudden?" With no strangers present, Hani instantly recovers and no longer looks like a taciturn quail.
"Long nights, no sleep." Lin Dong sighed, "We are like light bulbs, getting in the way of people turning off the lights and doing bed exercises." β
"What is exercise in bed?" Born in a family of high-level intellectuals, Xueba Hani is full of intellectual curiosity, and if he doesn't understand, he asks.
"Hehe, men fork women's circles, understand?"
"Circle fork?" Hani tilted her head and thought for a moment, then shouted "Ya Tie Eight", and the beautiful girl turned into a female man.
"That's pretty much it! I'm wounded now. Lin Dong shook his hanging injured arm and hung up the exemption card, "I've been hungry for a long time, go and try the night food stalls in Hong Kong." β
"Oh."
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Food paradise is not just called casually, all kinds of cuisines and cuisines from all over the world can be eaten in Hong Kong.
Traditional Hong Kong-style stir-fry stalls are becoming less and less.
Stir-fried beef river, egg baked fish intestines, chicken claypot, and traditional typhoon shelter seafood. The taste is still the same, but the number of people who eat it has decreased.
When there are many choices, my heart is confused, and I don't even know which one I love the most. jessicaοΌ Aron? Hyo-sung? β¦β¦
"Oppa, eat it. Stir-fried seafood is not delicious when it is cold. β
Or what about Hani? Lin Dong shook his head, he was really an amorous seed.
"I can't eat crustacean seafood, I'll have allergies."
"And you still order these dishes?" Hani put down the typhoon shelter fried crab in his hand and suddenly felt a little tasteless.
"Autumn high crab fat, you just like to eat it." Lin Dong lit a cigarette and pretended to be a literary and artistic youth, "A few crabs will move you so much that you don't want it, are you ready to dedicate yourself?" β
"Yes!" The faint emotion disappeared without a trace, and Hani was angry and directly moved his mouth to bite the crab claws, crunching, "Bad guy oppa, hungry for you." β
Lin Dong shook his head and was silent. Even if he forced her, Hani probably wouldn't go to the police. And then what? Maybe it can only be another Jessica's ending, all kinds of psychological burdens and mental problems. They're all daydreaming girls, and they haven't woken up yet.
βoppaοΌoppa~~β
"Huh?" Fifty steps and a hundred steps of laughter, Lin Dong is actually a daydream man, and he is easy to wake up.
"Jun Ji-hyun senior and that Mr. Ren, is it real, really what?"
"Who knows? But if it's true, I wouldn't be surprised. "If you can't pretend to be b, Lin Dong pinched off the inferior cigarettes, picked up the chopsticks and started eating," they filmed "League of Thieves" in Macau for several months, and it was reasonable to hook up together. β
Hani couldn't understand it at all, "But Jun Ji-hyun's predecessor is already engaged, and there are even news reports that a luxurious wedding will be held early next year." β
"Snort, don't talk about getting engaged, there are more cheating people after getting married. In football, there are defenders, there are goalkeepers; Aren't you still going to shoot and score?! β
"Goalkeeper? Goal goal? Hani's eyes widened, his mouth opened, and he was shocked by this fresh statement, just like the circle fork bed exercise just now, "It's different, football is not love." β
"What's the difference? It's all a shooting game. And Jun Ji-hyun came to Macau to film for a few months, separated from her boyfriend in a long way, and anything could happen. Lin Dong shook his head, this is why he dislikes Liu Renna's filming, "Happiness is to scratch it when it's itchy." She's been itching for months, looking for someone to scratch it, is it weird? β
"Itchy?"
Lin Dong dropped his chopsticks and stretched out his uninjured right hand to Hani, "When you grow up to be a woman, you will understand what an itch is?" Don't talk nonsense, help me scratch it first. β
(To be continued.) )