"Team leader, these documents need to be signed by you."

Zhao Xiong, who came back to work after a day of vacation, just entered his office and sat down, Chen Biao knocked on the door and walked in, and he took a few documents for Zhao Xiong to sign.

I took the file and looked at it, it was just the closing document of some small cases.

With the Guanhai and Johnny Wang, the two largest arms groups on Hong Kong Island, being wiped out in one pot, there have been basically no major crimes on the entire Hong Kong Island in the past few months.

Without arms, those who want to make big cases on the streets will not be able to get started.

In recent months, we have been in a period of reshuffle of forces.

They didn't dare to make any big moves for the police to target, and the Hong Kong Island police were happy to see this scene.

The documents that Chen Biao took to sign were ordinary small cases, and Zhao Xiong's signature was just a procedure.

After a quick reading of the documents, Zhao Xiong quickly signed his name on each document.

After taking the document, Chen Biao noticed a newspaper on the top of Zhao Xiong's desk, and it seemed that his team leader was just reading this newspaper.

There are no big cases to be busy recently, Chen Biao is also quite idle, and he is not in a hurry to leave after signing the document, but looks at the top document on the desk and asks Zhao Xiong: "Team leader, are you also paying attention to this little devil?"

Following Chen Biao's gaze, he found that he was talking about the newspaper he had just read about Sato Nakamoto News, and couldn't help but ask: "What, are you paying attention to him?"

"It's not concerned.

However, this Zhongben has been in the limelight recently, and we are just discussing it in private.

Yesterday I caught a four-eyed prostitute who came out to call the chicken and didn't give money, and according to the four-eyed person, he had seen this Nakamoto rob a very beautiful young woman.

He said that he didn't have a camera with him at the time, otherwise he would have taken that scene and looked for seven high-end chickens in one night, and he would not be short of money for a month!

The Four Eyes were telling the truth, but there were no photos, so we just thought it was a joke. ”

Chen Biao said this as a joke, but Zhao Xiong recorded it in his heart.

said quietly: "I thought you were eyeing this Nakamoto."

"I'm trying to keep an eye on him, this little devil is definitely not clean.

But this little devil is so rich, he is staring at him without evidence, I don't know if I will make a fuss myself! ”

"Okay, you're done gossiping, go back to work." Having said this, there would be no good words in Chen Biao's mouth, and Zhao Xiong simply asked him to go out first.

"Okay, then I'll go back and get busy first." Ah said, Chen Biao immediately picked up his documents and got up to leave.

Chen Biao left, and Zhao Xiong continued to pick up the newspaper that used that little devil from Sato Nakamoto as the cover photo.

Slowly, Zhao Xiong's eyes were already filled with murderous intent......

At around three o'clock in the afternoon, it was still the same teahouse yesterday, and Liang Bo was drinking tea alone.

There was only Liang Bo alone today, and the three tea friends from yesterday were not there.

Liang Bo didn't come here to drink tea purely today, he also made an appointment with someone, through a chess friend.

This person may be able to avenge his family's great revenge!

Around half past three, the person Liang Bo had been waiting for finally appeared.

It's just that the short and fat guy who appeared in front of him like a winter melon made Liang Bo subconsciously raise his hand and wipe his eyes.

"Yourself, you can't be deceived, right?"

Just when Liang Bo was secretly doubting in his heart, the dwarf winter melon in front of him spoke, and his voice was very ugly, as if his throat and eyes were stuck by something, a bit of a male duck.

"Uncle Liang, I'm a crocodile, everyone else calls me a crocile, you can call me that.

I heard that you want to talk to me about business, I don't know what you have to take care of your old man? ”

Although the voice is ugly, the dwarf winter melon in front of him is indeed the person Liang Bo is waiting for.

Although this dwarf winter melon doesn't seem to be a powerful character, Uncle Liang has lived for eighty years, and he still understands that people can't look good.

At that moment, he also gathered his spirit, nodded to the crocodile guy and said, "I am indeed Uncle Liang."

Crocodile, I heard that you are a killer agent, and there are powerful killers under your hands, I want you to help me kill someone! ”

Hearing that Liang Bo really wanted to do a business for himself, the crocodile's round face couldn't help but show a full smile.

"Murder, it's easy to say!

But Uncle Liang, we have to say in advance that the price of each target is different.

The person you want me to kill, if you don't have enough money, I can't help you.

Those who do our job are also taking hard-earned money, and there are those who have not eaten, I hope you can understand! ”

The crocodile guy is indeed quite good at talking, and Liang Bo immediately nodded to show that he understood.

Then he took out the newspaper that he had been holding on his body and handed it to the crocodile.

After the crocodile guy took the newspaper, Liang Bo pointed to Sato Nakamoto in the newspaper and said to the former: "I want to ask you to help me kill this little devil!"

When Liang Bo took out the newspaper, the crocodile felt a little bad in his heart, the person who could be in the newspaper.

Except for ordinary women who are stolen by some bigwigs or celebrities, other crocodiles basically can't be provoked.

He's just a second-level killer agent, that is, he has a good name.

Although he had already retreated in his heart, the crocodile still took the newspaper and opened it and read it.

After seeing the target that Liang Bo pointed to, the crocodile immediately threw the newspaper in his hand on the table.

Looking at Liang Bo's eyes, he was also full of shock.

This old guy with gray hair, shriveled skin, and maybe a mouthful of dentures wants to kill a little devil with a net worth of hundreds of millions of dollars!

This old guy, I'm afraid my brain is not in the water, right?

Liang Bo kept staring at the crocodile, and the crocodile was so frightened that he threw the newspaper down, which made Liang Bo's face full of disappointment.

The crocodile has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, and he still has his eyesight.

Although he is really powerless to complain about Liang Bo's boldness, he is indeed not a good person, but after all, Liang Bo in front of him is old enough, maybe he will burp in the next moment.

So the crocodile guy still gave a little kindness: "Uncle Liang, if you want to kill this person, the commission will be a lot, do you have this money?"

The crocodile's words made Liang Bo slightly stunned, but he nodded immediately: "You say, how much does it cost?"

Liang Bo's persistence really exceeded the crocodile's expectations, it seems that this old man's brain is indeed in water!

With a slight turn in his mind, the crocodile reported a number: "500,000 Hong Kong Island coins!"

Sure enough, as soon as this amount was reported, Liang Bo's face immediately showed hesitation.

Seeing this, the crocodile quickly took out a blank card and a pen from himself, quickly wrote down a string of numbers and handed it to Liang Bo:

"Uncle Liang, I won't cheat you!

This is my bank account, and when you see the news of this little devil's death, you can transfer the money into my account.

If I hadn't seen the news, you wouldn't have met today, and you wouldn't have to pay me.

Okay, I've got some things to do, so I'll go first.

Don't worry, Uncle Liang, I will try my best to do your business, remember to prepare the money! ”

After saying that, the crocodile picked up his big brother and left in a hurry.

Walking to the gate of the teahouse, the crocodile couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, for his performance just now, the crocodile gave himself a high score of ninety-nine.

The point deducted should be a reminder to yourself, lest you be too proud!

And Liang Bo only reacted at this time, and when he turned his head to look at the gate of the teahouse, the crocodile happened to walk out of the gate.

With his old arms and legs, he will definitely not be able to catch up.

Just as Liang Bo was about to turn around and take back the newspaper and leave, a familiar face appeared in his sight at the door, and his originally somewhat drooping face couldn't help but smile.

I want revenge, and perhaps, there is hope......

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