The only good news now is probably that the fat of the new triad is too hot.

Even if other clubs are ready to move, they don't dare to do it at this time.

Besides, Mr. Ni is not dead yet.

After so many years of ups and downs, I haven't seen Mr. Ni suffer any big losses.

It's just that the frequent transfer of people in various clubs is inevitable, and some petty temptations are also meaningful.

But it would be a bit too much to send someone to contact you privately.

And the party who is contacted dares to openly sit down with the other party to talk.

This is too suspicious.

Now in the restaurant opposite, the most prominent boss in Mong Kok in recent years is receiving people from the number gang.

The source was Jerry's subordinates, Zeng Jingheng and they didn't have time to go back to sleep for a while, they were called to this teahouse by a phone call from Jerry.

It's still drizzling outside.

Looking out through the raindrop-stained glass window, there is a bit of cheap poetry.

"Chinese Ice House?" Zeng Jingheng knocked on the window, I don't know if I remembered which Hong Kong film I had watched before.

"What are you going to do?" Jerry held his tea and remained silent.

"Wouldn't it be troublesome for me to rush in now and point a gun to his head?" Zeng Jingheng rubbed the teacup in front of him, and seemed to say something shocking enough casually.

"If you're not afraid of death, it's not too much trouble." The teacup in Jerry's hand was steaming, and his eyes hidden behind his glasses were completely invisible.

"Okay." Zeng Jingheng nodded, drank the tea in front of him at once, stood up, and began to walk outside.

In the tea room, Jerry still sat motionless and drank tea, and Ah He stayed behind and did not follow Zeng Jingheng out.

It was raining lightly outside the window.

In the Chinese ice house across the street, Da K and his suspected collaborator had just sat down.

Zeng Jingheng walked briskly through the misty rainy night.

If you quickly intersperse this qiē picture, it is the climax of the movie.

But that's just the beginning.

"Bang-" Zeng Jingheng pushed open the door of the Chinese ice room, completely ignoring the gaze of others, and walked towards the second floor that had been cleared step by step.

In the process, he continued to release his long-accumulated terrifying murderous aura.

Those little brothers who wanted to stop him stepped back step by step.

And the big k, who had just talked a little less than a word, stopped talking with the people of the number gang.

Silent.

Mountain rain is coming in the whole Chinese ice room.

The rain was much heavier than the drizzle outside the window, I don't know how many times.

"Bang-" No one spoke.

Zeng Jingheng came to Da K as if he was in a no-man's land, and he put his hand on his waist.

It took him less than a second to draw his gun.

When he put the gun on Big K's head, the others may not react.

And at this moment, Zeng Jingheng's phone rang.

The abrupt chime of the bell echoed throughout the quiet Chinese ice room.

Silence again.

It wasn't until the phone rang for a full ten seconds that Zeng Jingheng picked it up.

"Ah Heng, come over for supper." Ni Yongxiao's voice was calm, gentle, but unquestionable.

"Okay, Brother Xiao." Zeng Jingheng knew that this was to persuade him to stop.

Ni Yongxiao is Brother Ayi's boss, and Zeng Jingheng can't help but listen to his words.

So he turned and walked away.

No one kept him.

From the beginning to the end, the whole Chinese ice house is like someone has cast a magic spell.

It wasn't until Zeng Jingheng pushed the door and left that no one gasped loudly.

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"There's something wrong with Big K." On the way to the extremely nostalgic food stall, Zeng Jingheng said.

It's not that he hasn't thought about the possibility of Jerry using him as a gunman, after all, judging from his previous attitude, he obviously has a deep prejudice against Big K.

But when Big K saw the people of the number gang, he could just look at his unprepared attitude.

And Zeng Jingheng didn't have a choice, he had no clue now, so he could only bite the bullet.

But the result is ......

He smelled, a hint of breath, just before he was about to put the gun on it.

Big K body.

It's the same kind.

"Do you think Jerry knows about this?" Zeng Jingheng asked again, he left Ah He at Jerry's.

Just to see how Jerry reacts.

"I can't see it." Ah He shook his head.

But Zeng Jingheng took out the phone and called Yang Tian, who had not yet appeared.

"Brother Tian, you go and help me keep an eye on someone."

Although I ate scattered staring last time, I almost lost the loss of being broken by each other.

But this time it's a little different, this time it's the enemy in the light, and I'm in the dark.

How to say, there are also some advantages?

The car stopped outside the nostalgic food stall.

Although he said that he didn't know what Ni Yongxiao was looking for him, he was going to see himself as soon as he got out of the police force.

It's not a trivial matter.

It's still a dim light bulb, it's still Shengli beer, and the gentle Hong Kong godfather sits in the dim light, his gaze behind the gold-rimmed glasses is like a long night.

Zeng Jingheng and the others walked over and sat down.

You can still feel the defensive power in those shadows.

But in fact, if you really want to be tough, for people with special abilities, it is not too difficult to kill Ni Yongxiao.

So why didn't the other party kill Ni Yongxiao directly, but instead did so many things?

After thinking about it, there is only one answer, Shen Yi.

They had heard Shen Yi's name.

Know the power and terror that the name represents.

But it definitely won't be a legend from those distant 1996 years.

Rather, it's a first-hand experience.

They are darkness.

It was only now that Zeng Jingheng was sure that the other party was the enemy he was looking for.

Their previous actions were all temptations, even if it was a plan to hunt and kill a few of their own people, it might be for temptation, right?

No, it could be a further hunt for Shen Yi?

Thinking of this possibility, Zeng Jingheng frowned, and even remembered the missing Li Wei.

"Brother Xiao." Zeng Jingheng and Ah He stood respectfully in front of Ni Yongxiao.

"Sit down." Ni Yongxiao still looked so gentle and indifferent, he took out two cups and poured wine for Zeng Jingheng and Ah He, and motioned for them to sit down.

"Brother Xiao, I'm sorry." Zeng Jingheng apologized, not just because of last night's incident.

It's even more for tonight.

Forcibly testing the big K by himself, it can be regarded as reckless.

At this time, the new triad was already in a very sensitive state, and if there was any more civil unrest, I am afraid that it would really fulfill the wish of the person who intended to subvert the underground world of Hong Kong.

In other words, it may allow darkness's plan to invade Hong Kong to succeed, right?

"It's nothing, young man, it's always time to be trained." Ni Yongxiao shook his head, and then he said a message that made Zeng Jingheng's brows jump, "By the way, I'm about to have a birthday." ”

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