"Hey, Brother Qin, this is not a trivial matter."

Seeing Qin Feng's breezy appearance, Xiang Huaxiang was a little anxious, at this time, Qin Feng's important Cheng Dù in his heart had far surpassed the Yamaguchi Group.

"Brother Xiang, it's okay, I'm sure ......"

Qin Feng smiled and shook his head, he didn't want Xiang Huaxiang to get involved in this matter, now that he can find those Japanese, he will naturally not trouble Xiang Huaxiang anymore.

"Brother Xiang, since Qin Feng said so, then you must be sure, come, let's drink!"

If you want to say that the person who has the most confidence in Qin Feng is naturally Bai Zhentian, under the big scene of bullets and bullets in Las Vegas, Qin Feng can retreat with his whole body, how can he capsize in front of a few Japanese?

"Okay......" Xiang Huaxiang nodded, glanced left and right, lowered his voice and said: "Brother Qin, Hong Kong Island has returned now, don't do some things too ......"

In the past, it was common for a few people to die on the road, but since the 97th Century, the public order on Hong Kong Island has been improving day by day, and people like Xiang Huaxiang and others are also acting with their tails between their legs, for fear of being liquidated before the crime.

"Thank you Brother Xiang for reminding me, I know it in my heart."

Qin Feng picked up the wine glass with a smile and said: "For the sake of the little brother for such a small matter, not only did he trouble Brother Hao and Brother Xiang, but also let Brother Bai come from thousands of miles away, I really can't help it, with this wine, the little brother toasts everyone with a glass......

The most important thing in the rivers and lakes is to save face, even if others can't help themselves, but the attitude is made, and when Qin Feng solves this matter, he still has to thank these people in front of him.

"You kid, what's polite to me?" Bai Zhentian and the others glared at Qin Feng, but they killed the wine pair in the cup.

"Huh? Wan Chai Pier No. 3. Someone answered ......"

When Qin Feng was about to speak, he suddenly felt the mobile phone in his trouser pocket vibrate, and when he took it out, a message appeared on the mobile phone screen.

"Lao Dou's efficiency is quite high...... Qin Feng casually stuffed the mobile phone back into his trouser pocket, his face did not show the slightest discoloration, but he frequently raised his glass to Bai Zhentian and the others.

"Alright, that's all for today."

Drinking until near midnight, Bai Zhentian staggered to his feet, he was the most distinguished guest today, and he was almost bombarded in turns. Rao is the white boss has a good amount of alcohol, and he is also six or seven points drunk at the moment.

"President Bai, why don't we go to the nightclub and sit down?" Xiang Huaxiang is quite sober, after all, this is his home field, and his younger brother has helped him drink a lot.

"Qin Feng, what do you mean?" Bai Zhentian took a deep breath. After running the true qi in the body for a week, the whole person suddenly came to his senses.

"Go. It's good to have an all-nighter. Qin Feng smiled when he heard this: "We people are together all night. If there are so many people missing on Hong Kong Island, we can't be found, right? ”

"Okay, Brother Xiang, you can arrange another venue!"

Bai Zhentian asked Xian Zhiyayi, and nodded at the moment, he knew that Qin Feng wanted to let himself and others cover him. to facilitate his movements.

Xiang Huaxiang also understood what Qin Feng meant, and after the group left the bar, they came to a nightclub owned by Xiang Huaxiang, but no one found out. After entering the nightclub, Qin Feng quietly left through the back door.

Outside the back door of the nightclub, Xiang Huaxiang had already arranged an inconspicuous gray van, the door was not closed, and the key was inserted inside.

"It's really awkward, it seems that Boss Xiang should be asked to find a driver."

Although there weren't many cars on the road on Hong Kong Island at midnight, Qin Feng was really not used to driving a car in the right direction, especially if he needed to drive on the left, which made him feel even more uncomfortable.

After almost colliding head-on with the oncoming car twice in succession, Qin Feng simply reduced his speed to about 50 kilometers and drove slowly on the left.

"Sham Shui Po?"

More than half an hour later, Qin Feng parked the car a block away, looked at the map through the reading light on the roof of the car, and found himself in a place called Sham Shui Po.

Located in Sham Shui Po on the Kowloon Peninsula, Po Tung Port is one of the earliest developed areas on Hong Kong Island and was once a hub for industry, commerce and transportation.

Today, however, most of the land in Sham Shui Po has been built into residential areas, and the housing estates on Hong Kong Island are located in this area, commonly known as the slums.

Compared with those places in Central, Qin Feng's current location is even worse than that of some third- and fourth-tier cities in the mainland, with dilapidated streets and low-rise houses, which almost made Qin Feng think that he had come to the countryside in the interior.

Outside the street where Qin Feng parked, there was a night market, although it was already more than twelve o'clock in the evening, this night market was still very lively, and the shouts of some small vendors were endless.

On both sides of the street, there are many signboards such as massage massage, and Qin Feng is very familiar with this kind of scene, because in early Hong Kong and Taiwan movies, these scenes often appear.

"It's hard to find here." Qin Feng pushed the door and got out of the car, and walked into the night market slowly, his nose was suddenly filled with all kinds of unpleasant smells.

"Damn, no wonder I lost it last time."

Qin Feng scolded secretly in his heart, most of the people who lived here were people who were engaged in some low-level jobs, just like the person who walked in front of Qin Feng at this time, his body was full of fishy smell, obviously he had just returned from going to sea.

Walking through this not very long street, a housing village appeared in front of Qin Feng.

Most of these public houses were built in the fifties and sixties, and the planning is very poor, with sewage flowing from the ground, and the crying of children can be heard from some of the houses with lights on.

Under the street lamps outside the estate, a group of young men with tattoos on their shoulders are shouting and betting on pai gow, occasionally whistling to the girls who are coming home from the market.

"Decrepit boy, what are you looking at?" A young man with a cigarette in his mouth glared at Qin Feng, his provocation overflowing.

"Big guy, passing by, I'm passing by!" Qin Feng smiled on his face, nodded and walked past those people.

"Catboy, that kid is dressed well." When Qin Feng walked over, a young man with triangular eyes stared at Qin Feng's back a few times.

"Keep an eye on this kid."

The cat nodded. These people who mix in the housing village all day long have very poisonous eyes, and they can see at a glance that Qin Feng is not a local, and from clothes to feet, they are all brands.

For these unruly little ruffians, it would be a pity to let such a fat sheep go, at best, they could get a few packs of cigarette money from him.

Throwing down the pai gow in his hand, the cat boy and several people hung far behind Qin Feng.

"Damn, there's something that doesn't have long eyes." Qin Feng shook his head slightly and sped up a few steps. In that haphazardly built housing village, it was easy to throw a few people away.

After going around and returning to the parking place, Qin Feng started the car and turned into an alley.

When he drove forward for about twenty meters, Qin Feng turned off the engine of the car and relied on the inertia of moving forward. Parking the car in front of a house with lights on—

The small houses in the village have fallen into disrepair, and the walls inside the houses have begun to fall off. There was a smell of wet mold everywhere.

On the two bunk beds on the march, there was a man. There was also a person sitting on a chair in the middle of the room, which was the same Nakajima that Qin Feng had seen before.

"Nakajima-kun, Wu Zhe has been killed by us, can he be regarded as completing the task?"

A dark-skinned and not tall young man touched his Ren Dan Hu as he spoke, but he forgot that he had shaved off his beard before coming to Hong Kong Island.

"Yes. Nakajima-kun, I also think we can go back to Japan. Hashimoto, who had a conflict with Xiang Huaxiang at the bar, also spoke.

The house they are in now is a stronghold of the Yamaguchi-gumi on Hong Kong Island in the early years, and it is really dilapidated and uninhabitable. Staying here for an extra day would have been torture for Hashimoto and others.

"Baga, Inoue-kun, do you really think that Wu Zhe is the murderer?"

Hearing the young man's words, a gloomy look appeared on Nakajima's face, and he said: "Wu Zhe has already confessed, it is true that someone borrowed his identity document and killed Nakagawa in Las Vegas, what we have to do is to find the real murderer......"

Nakajima is an avid admirer of Kikujiro, and in his opinion, as long as it is a task assigned by Kikujiro, it must be successfully completed without discount.

Hashimoto said with some dissatisfaction: "But the one surnamed Dou has already hidden, this is the territory of the Chinese people, and we can't find his ...... at all."

In the era when cold weapons withdrew from the stage of history, the number of ninjas in Japan also decreased greatly, and many organizations cultivated ninjas, more to represent a symbolic spirit.

People like Hashimoto lived very comfortably in Japan, and often didn't go on a mission once or two a year or two, so after coming to Hong Kong Island this time, they all complained and hoped to return to Japan as soon as possible.

"I've already asked people to check the details of that surname Dou."

Nakajima sneered and said, "As long as we find out his details, we can use the other party's family to threaten him, and I don't believe that he will hide and not show up......"

Foreign gangs naturally don't know what "courtesy, righteousness, honesty, shame, filial piety, and loyalty" are, and they don't know that in the rivers and lakes of this ancient Eastern civilization, there is an old saying called "Disaster does not affect the family".

"All of you cheer up, I promise, as long as you can complete the tasks assigned by Lord Kikujiro this time, your level in the organization can be upgraded by one level......"

Although he was the leader of this operation, Nakajima knew that these people could not be blindly suppressed, and they still had to give some benefits when appropriate.

In the Yamaguchi-gumi, the hierarchy is very strict, and the treatment corresponding to each rank is not the same, and a small leader of the Yamaguchi-gumi, the life is not much worse than those of the rich, or even excessive.

However, it is very difficult to improve the level within the organization, after hearing Nakajima's words, Hashimoto and the others showed a glimmer of light in their eyes, and said in unison: "Hai, it's all up to Nakajima-kun's orders!" (To be continued......)

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