Chapter Seventy-Eight: Murder

Nighthawk frowned slightly and asked, "You want me to help you?" Doesn't the police commissioner's letter of introduction work? In his subconscious, these prostitutes should be afraid of the government department. Especially in special industries such as the police, they are their natural enemies. Nighthawk didn't expect that Sister Mei would actually use this incident to blackmail him.

Sister Mei laughed, the jewels all over her body trembled, and two thin fish tails quietly climbed up her eyebrows, which still made people see a trace of the years brought to her. Although she laughed out loud, Sister Mei had a thrilling beauty, which made people can't help but think about her.

After laughing for a long time, Sister Mei said slowly: "Mr. Nighthawk, even if you call the police commissioner here now, I will never say what you shouldn't say." No one in this world can force me to do anything yet. But it's okay to help each other. Looking at Nighthawk with a little meaning, Sister Mei just smiled slightly.

"Alright! I promise you, what do you want me to do? Nighthawk sighed helplessly, feeling like he was in a cage and about to be led away. But for Lao Zhou's sake, forget it, let's be taken back.

Sister Mei smiled, and said with a look of knowing that you would agree: "Actually, it's not a big deal, for a capable person like Mr. Nighthawk, it should be easy to catch." I regret that I used such a small thing in exchange for information. ”

Nighthawk rolled his eyes, thinking to himself that I was threatened by you to do things, so you would be less of a sycophant.

Sister Mei put away her smile and said, "I ask you to help me kill someone!" ”

Nighthawk was stunned! It's called a trifle. Feelings in your heart, human life is like mustard, is it nothing? However, I promised everything, so I had to ask hard: "Who to kill?" ”

"Cao Kun!" Sister Mei spit out these two words from her mouth word by word, and her expression suddenly became fierce, like a wounded lioness.

Nighthawk wondered, thinking that if you are so powerful, who else can make you so angry and you can't be on the right side? I had to ask curiously, "Who is he?" Why kill him? ”

Sister Mei instantly became extremely painful, as if she had suffered endless calamities, and said with tears in her eyes: "Because he is a beast!" ”

Nighthawk was really confused, he was a mess of all these things in the court, and he thought to himself that probably some unkind man had failed her.

I only heard Sister Mei choke up and said, "I have a younger sister who was raped by Cao Kun, a brute." My sister came to me from afar, and she was beautiful. I didn't expect to encounter this. Cao Kun is a powerful underworld boss. I can't afford to mess with him, so I can only ask you for help. ”

Listening to what Sister Mei said, it was very pitiful, and Nighthawk was also angry and rushed up. For this kind of rape of women, he hates it the most. This is what only the most lowly men do, and if you can't rely on your own ability, you will rely on the overlord to kill the flowers and flowers, so that other men can still live.

Without saying a word, Nighthawk stood up: "Where is he?" I'll go right away. ”

Sister Mei elegantly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said with a smile: "With your help, I will be relieved." He lives in Kowloon City, you will know as soon as you go. ”

Nighthawk turned and left, and before leaving the door, he said, "Wait for my news." Cao Kun is a well-known gangster in Kowloon City and one of the leading bosses of the local triads, specializing in drug trafficking and opening casinos for a living. Originally, he also wanted to get involved in the skin and meat business, but unfortunately Sister Mei's power was too great for him to shake.

At this time, a distant cousin of Sister Mei came to join her. Sister Mei's cousin is very gorgeous, Peugeot is smart, and Cao Kun likes it very much at first sight. But after all, she is Sister Mei's sister, and he is not good at moving at will.

But the color of wine will always be linked. After drinking too much alcohol a day, Cao Kun didn't control it, and sent someone to kidnap Sister Mei's sister to his residence, and raped her in a furious manner. Even if she raped herself, Cao Kun didn't stop doing it, and even let her subordinates ** her.

This annoyed Sister Mei. However, Sister Mei's backer has not been in Port X recently, and she has nothing to do with Cao Kun. At this time, Nighthawk appeared, and Sister Mei learned the origin of Nighthawk from the shadows. Just like getting a treasure, exchange Lao Zhou's information for Nighthawk's help.

Nighthawk stood alone outside the gate of Cao Kun's house. It's not hard to find here, Cao Kun is obviously quite famous in this area, so he asked a little. Everyone knows where the luxurious villa of this black boss is.

Cao Kun has been in the drug business for a long time and has accumulated a lot of wealth. From the three-story villa with a swimming pool in front of him, it can be seen that Cao Kun treats himself not badly at all.

Maybe it's because you have done too many bad things, or maybe you have a lot of enemies. In the courtyard of Cao Kun's villa, two bodyguards dressed in black swayed back and forth every few steps.

As if they were afraid that people would not know that they were in the underworld, everyone wore black clothes and showed as many tattoos as possible through their exposed skin. They were swaying around, but there was only a pug lying in the kennel in the whole yard admiring the rotten display of these boring people.

Nighthawk smiled slightly, he did the work of a killer. He was not afraid of these people in front of him. A group of street thugs acting as bodyguards can scare and scare the common people at best. For people like him, it's a matter of lightness.

Nighthawk quietly hid behind the villa. There are quite a few trees planted in the courtyard of the villa. The plants that are not very tall do shade a lot of places, compared to the previous ones. There were also a lot fewer guards here, and there were only three people hanging out boredly.

Nighthawk swooped slightly, rolled over and fell into the courtyard, quickly disappearing behind a small tree just enough to block his figure. Quietly looked at the three people in front of him. He didn't want to kill innocents. Listening to Sister Mei's speech, only this harmful Cao Kun is innocent. There is no need for these blind subordinates to be killed.

Thinking of this, Nighthawk's body suddenly leaped out of the darkness, like a sharp arrow, and shot at the slow trio.

The three of them felt that something seemed to fly out of the small bushes by the wall, but they didn't see what it was. A sharp pain in his neck came, and his eyes went black, and he fainted.

Nighthawk did it almost in one go, without waiting for any reaction from the three of them. Each of them was rewarded with a hand knife and slashed at their necks, easily knocking the three guys unconscious.

Nighthawk picked one up in one hand and threw the fainted thugs into the grass, babbling incessantly, "This is for your own good, don't be an underworld in the future." It's all beaten like this, so let's go home and set up a stall. After cleaning up the mess in the courtyard, Nighthawk quietly hid himself in the villa. Although there are no guards, he is still light and agile like a cat!

Nighthawk slowly approached the first-floor window. Through the white glass windows, the interior was bright, and four triad elements, who were obviously one level higher than the outside, were sitting in the room laughing and playing cards. On the sofa next to him, a guy who was also dressed in black was lying crookedly, looking at this ** magazine with relish.

It seemed impossible to go up from downstairs unnoticed, and Nighthawk left the bedside to find a sewer pipe leading from the roof to the ground. It's made of plastic, but the tentacles are sturdy. Nighthawk smiled slightly, this was enough.

in the room on the third floor. Cao Kun, who had been busy all day, was debauching himself at the moment and had a chaotic pie with the ladies he had recruited. Three beautiful women in erotic underwear surrounded the naked Cao Kun in the middle, dancing in various postures to their heart's content. was full of commotion, Cao Kun's confused eyes were only intoxicated by the breasts of the three beauties, and he could only laugh happily.

There are a lot of drunk red wine bottles at his feet, and at a cursory glance, there are more than a dozen, it seems that Cao Kun and the charming women he brought back opened their bellies this evening, and poured a lot of horse urine into their stomachs, no wonder even Nighthawk climbed in through the window, and the four people inside were unresponsive.

Cao Kun opened his drunken and hazy eyes slightly, and grabbed a beautiful woman's huge boobs with both hands, which immediately caused a coquettish gasp, and the excited dick who had already drooped stood up again.

Suddenly, Cao Kun dimly saw the figure of the Nighthawk, and shouted at the Nighthawk angrily: "Who called you in, didn't you see the boss being happy?" How? Do you want to come and have fun too? Cao Kun regarded Nighthawk as his little brother, and the three beauties around him all laughed. A woman had crawled up to Nighthawk's side and began to manipulate him.

"Bang." Nighthawk kicked away the woman in front of her, who was almost naked and laughing, and knocked her unconscious. Before anyone else could react to what had happened, the remaining two women had already collapsed into Cao Kun's arms.

Cao Kun was completely awake from the wine, and cold sweat flowed down his forehead. Looking at the nighthawk in front of him, who looked like a god descending from the earth, his whole body trembled into chaff.

"Hero, hero, don't kill me, I'll give you as much money as you want, I have a lot of money!" Cao Kun begged Nighthawk incoherently, and then knelt down directly to Nighthawk. The first one slammed straight to the ground, and completely worshipped the nighthawk as if it were a bodhisattva.

Nighthawk was so angry and funny, seeing that this yin stick was naked, and the fat all over his body trembled, Nighthawk felt a wave of nausea. At the same time, I feel sorry for the girl who was ruined. What a good girl, she was tarnished by such a thing, I'm so sorry for the public's aesthetic sense.

The more Cao Kun kowtowed, the more Nighthawk felt relieved, such a thing that is inferior to pigs and dogs, selling drugs and doing the underworld. The most hateful thing is to harm the girl, which is the most unbearable thing for men in the world.

Nighthawk no longer wanted to see Cao Kun's ugly appearance, so he pulled out his dagger and cut off the head that was rolling up and down. Carrying Cao Kun's head, which was constantly dripping with blood and opening his mouth and nose in horror, Nighthawk jumped out of the window and left the scene of the bloody crime that was full of smoke and blood. Only Cao Kun's headless corpse, which had not yet lost his senses, spasmed on the spot.

Hongxiang was inside, and Nighthawk threw Cao Kun's head far away at Sister Mei's feet, just standing aside and watching quietly.

Sister Mei didn't scream at the sight of a person like an ordinary woman. Instead, because he saw the head of the enemy, he smiled out loud. In such a cruel scene, that smile with a hint of frosty beauty made Sister Mei look cold and gorgeous!

"Now you can sue me!" Nighthawk didn't want to look at Sister Mei's cruel and relieved smile anymore, and asked coldly.

It seemed that she hadn't heard Nighthawk's words, and it took a long time for Sister Mei to recover from her happy state. She took revenge, looked at the enemy's head for a while, and said to Nighthawk gratefully, "Thank you so much!" ”

"No thanks, just tell me about Lao Zhou's whereabouts!" Nighthawk's words were cold, even though he knew he was killing someone who deserved to be killed. However, being coerced to do things still makes me feel very uncomfortable. And he was still coerced by a woman.

Sister Mei smiled mysteriously, looked at Nighthawk with concern, her lips opened slightly, and the truth of the matter was about to be told.