East Tsim Sha Tsui.

"Zhanmi, you finally figured it out, I told you a long time ago, what's the point of shrinking in Causeway Bay, you and I join forces, I provide the territory, you make a copy of the video, and make it prosperous together, five or five points." An old guy in sunglasses said as he walked in.

Zhanmi didn't speak, just took a straw and casually poked the ice cubes in the black teacup.

"Iced tea or hot milk tea?" Zhan Mi said without raising his head.

"What?" The old guy glanced at Zhan Mi in a daze: "You are stupid, this is my territory, I won't call what I want to eat!" Dry! "Although this guy is old, he has a very strong temper.

Zhan Mi nodded, and then raised his head, there were seven or eight strong men in the tea restaurant, all of them were thugs brought by the old guys, no wonder they spoke so hard.

"It's my boss who asked me to come today." Zhanmi said.

The old guy was stunned: "Why did the plane let you come to Tsim Sha Tsui East?" Isn't he going to shrink in Causeway Bay as a turtle with a shrunken head for the rest of his life? People are mixed with the underworld, you are also mixed with the underworld, you don't get wet, you don't do it, you don't do it, you don't touch it, you don't touch it, so what's the mix, it's better to open a company and sit in the office. The old guy pointed to Zhanmi's head and cursed.

"You're right, Causeway Bay is too small after all, my boss has thought about the development of Tsim Sha Tsui and asked you to make way." Zhanmi said seriously.

"Hah!" The old guy looked at Zhanmi's serious expression, patted his thigh and laughed wildly: "Hahahahahahahaha......"

Zhanmi didn't speak, still looking at the old guy with a serious face.

"Hahahaha——!" The old guy's laughter was still the same: "Haha, cough, cough——! ”

"Ahem, you grandson, oops, I can't do it, get me a glass of water!" The old man laughed so hard that tears came out of his eyes, and beckoned to his men.

"Bang ——!"

"Smack——! The old guy slammed the cup on the floor and slapped his subordinates in the face: "You want to burn Lao Tzu to death, get cold water." ”

"It's the boss!" The old guy's subordinate lowered his head and said, he couldn't understand in his heart, what he brought was obviously warm water.

"What do you mean by airplanes, think I didn't expect it?" The old guy screamed angrily with a cruel face: "When Lao Tzu made his debut to cut people, you little bastards were still in the fucking vas deferens. ”

Zhanmi's face also darkened.

"That's not going to go?"

"Talk about your mother's talk, if you want to talk, you will also come by plane to talk, is this the attitude of negotiation?" The old guy scolded, "you—"

Before the old fellow could finish his sentence, Zhanmi suddenly bounced up from his chair.

"Poof——!

Zhan Mi's speed is actually not very fast, but his movements are too sudden, the tea restaurant is full of the old guy's men, who would have thought that Zhan Mi would suddenly burst out, and when the old guy's men reacted, Zhan Mi was already hugging the old guy.

"We do things, that's all!" Zhanmi said as he drew his dagger and stabbed it out again.

"Poof——!

The old man's eyes widened in shock, he couldn't read the young man now.

"Puff-puff-puff——!" Zhanmi grabbed the old guy's neck with his left hand, and stabbed him several times with his right hand.

The old guy's subordinates had already drawn out their machetes at this time, but they were all intimidated by Zhanmi's aura, and they couldn't save the old guy at the first time, and the old guy was already dead at this moment.

Zhan Mi took out the dagger, threw it on the dining table with a 'clang', looked up and glanced at the old guy's subordinates arrogantly, at this time his right hand was already stained with the old guy's blood, slippery and uncomfortable, Zhan Mi bent down the old guy's coat and slowly wiped the blood on his hands clean.

The old guy's men were stunned the whole time.

"You can slaughter me, and then be hunted down by our 'faithful' for the rest of your life." Zhan Mi picked up the iced black tea on the table and drank it all.

The old guy's men looked at each other and didn't speak, and the plane's men were notoriously ruthless, and they all knew it.

"You guys follow me in the future!" Zhanmi put down the cup, picked up a bundle of newspaper packages from the chair and opened it: "Take this money and divide it." ”

"You ——!" Zhan Mi pointed to the subordinate who had just been slapped by the old guy, took out another piece of money from his arms and threw it over: "Dispose of the corpse." ”

"Yes, thank you, Brother Zhanmi!"

"Thank you, Boss!" The organic guy has called out to the new boss.

Those who know the times are Junjie, and from the time Zhan Mi said that the ruthless plane in Causeway Bay was going to enter Tsim Sha Tsui East, these guys felt a pang in their hearts, knowing that they and others were 'faithful and righteous' who could not stop people from being strong and strong.

Zhanmi straightened his suit and walked out of the tea restaurant, and the sky was drizzling.

……

Tsim Sha Tsui.

Ni Yongxiao really held a grand funeral for his six right-hand men, and this guy even came to pay respects to the deceased.

"Mr. Ni, my husband died so miserably! You must avenge him! A woman dressed in linen and filial piety knelt in front of Ni Yongxiao and cried loudly.

Several other family members of the deceased also cried and hugged each other, kneeling in front of Ni Yongxiao and praying for Ni Yongxiao to avenge his family.

"Everyone get up, Ah Lang, they are all good brothers of our Ni family, today they were unfortunately killed by the Thais, I will definitely not let each other go." Ni Yongxiao said seriously with an unchanged face.

Chen Yongren looked up, his face twitching and looking up at the ceiling at a forty-five degree angle.

"Oh! Is it? Who won't be spared? A voice came from outside the mourning hall.

In an instant, five or six guys in suits and leather shoes walked in from outside the door, led by Huang Zhicheng, who had just spoken, and it turned out that the Tsim Sha Tsui Serious Crime Team had arrived.

Ni Yongxiao looked at Huang Zhicheng and the others who walked in, and his eyes sharpened, and he glanced at Ni Si beside him.

"Today, our Ni family has a funeral, you are not welcome, please leave!" Ni Si said with a dark face.

"The Ni family has a funeral? Are you Ni family dead? Huang Zhicheng clapped his hands happily and smiled: "Which one surnamed Ni died, it makes me happy to say it." ”

"Officer Huang, what do you mean!" Ni Yongxiao took off his glasses and stared at Huang Zhicheng and said word by word, Huang Zhicheng touched Ni Yongxiao's bottom line.

Everyone in the mourning hall stood up as Ni Yongxiao took off his glasses, glaring at Huang Zhicheng and the others fiercely, and even the subordinates brought by Huang Zhicheng himself felt that it was inappropriate to say such things at the funeral of other people's families, so they turned their eyes and did not look at the people in the mourning hall.

Huang Zhicheng saw Ni Yongxiao's expression, but his eyes lit up, and he finally saw an unstable 'ghost' behind Ni Yongxiao.

"I-say, you-you-ni-home-die-people-, I-am very-happy." Huang Zhicheng also provoked word by word.

Ni Yongxiao is rarely angry, and Huang Zhicheng did.