Hong Kong Comprehensive World Champion

Chapter 766 Arson scene

Screen backtracking.

ten minutes ago.

Wearing a bat mask and a black action suit, Xu Xi turned into a night killer - "Black Man".

I saw a rope hanging from his back, with his arms outstretched like a bat. With a sound of "shua", he descended directly from the elevator shaft on the roof and hung steadily in front of the elevator car door on the fifteenth floor.

Immediately afterwards, he opened the emergency device of the elevator car with his hand, causing the elevator door to open automatically.

"Click." Loosen the lock, turn over and enter the fifteenth floor.

...

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Fifteen floors.

corridor.

Xu Xi was dressed in black, holding a gun with one hand, clicking the trigger continuously, knocking down the security guard in front of him like a cloud.

Almost every security guard rushed out of the corner with a weapon in hand, and was shot in the chest the next moment, falling to the ground without a moment of stagnation.

In terms of personal combat power alone, the "black man" who has undergone professional training and experimental transformation is already a figure standing at the pinnacle of the killer world.

How could these security guards be opponents?

"Bang bang bang!" Seeing Xu Xi single-handedly, in just one minute, he smashed through the security guards and reached the door of the chief accountant's office.

During this period, while Xu Xi was moving forward, he could find time to change the magazine. He didn't need to use flower pots, tables and chairs to dodge at all.

There are many fierce men, killers, and beaters hidden in Zhuang Sir's factory. Why did Lord Zhuang send Xu Xilai instead of other wage earners? Because Xu Xi is strong enough!

"Bang!" Xu Xi shattered the glass door of the chief accountant's office with a single shot. The high-grade bright glass door burst with a single shot, and it turned into countless fragments and scattered on the ground.

"You are...!" Hong Kong Island Accounting Affairs Committee, chief accountant 'Phillips', an old man in a suit, with only a few golden curly hairs left on his head, looked up with a look of astonishment and fear on his face. to the door.

I saw him quickly turn off the notebook, then raised his hands high and shouted loudly: "I have fifty million in my account..."

"Bang!" He responded with a bullet, which pierced through the tabletop and hit his leg accurately, causing the bald ghost to stagger and sit on the chair and screamed loudly: "Ah! FUCK!"

Xu Xi put the gun back into his waist without saying a word, took out a grenade, pulled out the safety tip with a ding, and walked to the desk.

"I... can't be bought with money." Xu Xi raised her hand to pinch Phillips's jaws, pinched his mouth open, and said a word with cold eyes: "I'm sorry."

"Woooo..." He stuffed the grenade into Phillips's mouth, and pushed it firmly into his throat.

"boom!"

Immediately afterwards, he turned around and rushed more than ten meters, leaped out, overturned a sofa, and fell to the ground.

"Bang!" A person's head and most of his body exploded. The exploded desk was covered with minced meat. The office floor, bookcases, and computer screens were all covered in blood. Even the ceiling was inlaid with shrapnel and eyeballs.

Indeed, a killer who has reached Xu Xi's level can no longer be bought with money.

If possible, he didn't even want to make a move, thinking about living an ordinary life.

But there is a terrible black hand who always manipulates people's fate, everyone including Xu Xi is a pawn! Even if Xu Xi came to kill "Phillips", he didn't know what the purpose of killing "Phillips" was. He was sure it wasn't money! So Phillips has to figure out what it is!

Xu Xi believed that the bald ghost was biting the grenade, and at the moment before the explosion, he must know the answer in his mind...he didn't bother to delve into it.

Afterwards, Xu Xi took out a small jar and sprinkled the refined oil in the office. Then pick up the lighter on the desk, rub the flames, and throw it on the ground.

"Boom!" There was another explosion, a raging fire ignited in the explosion, the explosion destroyed the computer, and the fire devoured the files... Xu Xi turned his back to the bursting fire, and at the same time as the glass shattered, he opened his arms and flew down into the sky.

He had already fastened a rope.

It's done!

...

The fire department seems to have also been reminded to cooperate with someone's wishes.

Arrived in time, evacuated the crowd, and began to extinguish the fire calmly.

Water cannon trucks, firefighters, medical teams, and groups of people are working in an orderly manner.

...

For Master Zhuang, black and white grasped with both hands, using black and white.

Anyway, it's all black work, so who can't use it? Just send Xu Xi on stage!

You know, there is only one way to stop tax reform!

That is to kill the big accountants who carry out data coordination, because without effective data support, the Hong Kong government cannot carry out tax reform. Unless he wants to be tax exempt!

If he wants to increase taxes, he must calculate the market value, profit, and income of the tax-increased industry.

Indiscriminate tax increases without relevant data are a fishing net full of loopholes. Not only are they against the law, businessmen can find countless reasons to reject them, and citizens will not support them.

You want to say, this is the right of the government, right? Hong Kong Island is not an authoritarian area, and the Hong Kong government does not have such a strong influence, not now, nor before. Second, the price of a forced tax increase will instead cause civil unrest, which will affect the income of the Hong Kong government and the tribute to the ancestors.

This is a bit like "picking sesame seeds but losing watermelon". Not only did the prince fail to do things well, but he also made things worse. How could he explain to his mother?

His mother just wants her son to cook more dishes and make them more delicious. My son can't smash the pot, right?

This is courting death!

Tax reforms supported by sufficient data can proceed smoothly.

Zhuang Shikai wants to stop the tax reform by inciting public opinion and putting pressure on public opinion. Because the Hong Kong government did not increase the "salary tax", the entire tax increase reform has nothing to do with the people. Targeted tax increases like this not only divide the citizens of Hong Kong Island into Chinese and ghosts, but also divide the Chinese into capitalists and laborers.

Although the capitalists and working class on Hong Kong Island exist objectively, this kind of event is also done for the capitalists.

But national capital is also national! Must be protected! Otherwise, the value created by laborers will flow overseas and become a free "welfare" distributed to citizens in the "high welfare" treatment of developed countries.

How do the citizens of developed countries live so well? Because workers in third world countries are being exploited!

Zhuang Shikai must first protect the national capital and the value of Chinese laborers, and second, he must protect himself! Lao Tzu is also a capitalist!

Therefore, he chose to play the black hand! Under the cruel hand! kill!

Get rid of the chief accountant and burn those bills and documents. The tax increase reform is like a gun without bullets. There is only one title left, and there is no bullet at all!

Targeted kill target.

This falls under "details".

The general trend in "General Trend Details" refers to using the Hong Kong Island community to put pressure on the ghosts! Let the ghosts know that killing one person can kill, killing many people, he can kill too!

There are hundreds of thousands of people in the society. If you dare to continue to increase taxes, it depends on how many inspectors you have available! And since the inspectors are Chinese, they don't need to be killed at all, they only need to be cut, and it is enough to lose hundreds of thousands of soup and medicine.

But if there are a few more killings, I am afraid that the Chinese inspectors of the tax office will not dare to go to work. The ghosts will either issue laws and use ghost accountants to continue to check the accounts, or they can only suspend the tax increase reform.

This is double oppression in two dimensions! There is no need to make it too obvious at all, the British side can naturally feel it!

What's more, many bills and accounts are one-off! It's gone after burning! If things are done well, they can be done in one go, and the Flying Tigers are the last resort.

...

Zhuang Shikai put down the phone, thought for a while, then naturally packed up his things and prepared to leave work.

He happened to meet "Liu Jianming", a senior inspector of the Situation and Intelligence Division, in the elevator. He smiled at him, raised his wrist, glanced at his watch, and said, "It's a coincidence that I'm here, so I won't have to go to the seventh floor."

"Recently, you have led people to keep an eye on the big accounting firm. If you have any news, please let me know as soon as possible."

People were killed too! The fire is also set! What to do next depends on what is happening on the other side.

"Yes! Sir!" Wearing a suit, Liu Jianming raised his hand in salute with a serious expression.

...

"Where are the agents of the Royal Secret Service!!!" Taiping Mountain, villa.

The prince put down the phone, stared at the special situation leader in front of him, and shouted loudly.

Mike looked ashamed: "It was just arranged ten minutes ago, and it will be in place five minutes after the reservation."

The prince took a deep breath, tried to calm down, and finally let out a long sigh: "They attacked too quickly!"

"Your mission now is to protect the second chief accountant, Mr. Barty Crouch. All the account data has already been handed over to Mr. Barty Crouch. I want him to bring a complete data report and appear At the IRS hearing!"

Prince Charles put his hands on the table, stared at Team Leader Mike in front and asked, "Do you understand?"

"Understood, Your Highness!" The leader of the Royal Special Affairs Group raised his waist and stood upright, and replied in a solemn voice.

"The attacks on inspectors, the murder of a big accountant, and arson are all demonstrations! It's not pressure!" Charles watched the departure of the head of the Royal Special Affairs Team, shook his shoulders, and even cheered up: "I just like Such a challenge! To prove my ability to my mother!"

He has already felt the pressure from the general situation and details, the underworld and the white way, and all dimensions. Charles didn't know whether he was a little complacent about "hiding" himself, or because of his proud and confident personality, he actually developed a wonderful desire to conquer Hong Kong Island and Zhuang Shikai.

He wants to wipe off the dust from the crown name, and wait for himself to be crowned king!

However, the death of the chief accountant and the outrageous actions of the Chinese prove that the afterglow of the empire on which the sun never sets really cannot shine in the east.

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night.

Portland Street.

"Zhuang Sheng!"

"Zhuang Sheng!"

In a bar, the luxurious VIP box on the second floor.

I saw that the boxes on the entire second floor had already been reserved. In the corridor, there were tall and tall "company employees" in suits, with fierce faces, but humble expressions.

Ding!

Today's update has arrived!

The heroic officers and soldiers guarding the border have only been to the plateau before they know the cruelty of the plateau.

Years and months, loneliness and no one, how to persevere? The only one with passion, defending the family and the country, blood every inch of land!

What's more, the border is not only plateaus, but also islands, reefs, deserts, and thousands of miles of loess.

salute!