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Seeing that the bodyguard was calling the police with his phone in hand, Liangkun felt furious. He definitely couldn't stay here anymore. He would be dead when Zhu Rong got to the third floor.

He quickly walked to the window and looked down. The third floor was not too high. There was an air conditioner rack on the wall that could be climbed down.

Liangkun no longer hesitated, immediately stepped out of the window, stepped on the air conditioner hanging below, and hurriedly climbed down.

…

After killing the last bodyguard on the second floor, Zheng Jirong glanced at his arm that was scratched by the bullet and let out a long sigh.

I was really overconfident. Fortunately, this group of people only had pistols. If they had replaced them with submachine guns, I would have ended up here.

Snapped!

Kicking open the door to the third floor, just as a few bodyguards in black were about to pull the trigger, Zheng Jirong leaned over and swung seven or eight flying knives.

Glancing disdainfully at the corpses on the ground, Zheng Jirong asked the bespectacled man who was obviously a staff member: "Where is Liangkun?"

The director raised his hand tremblingly and pointed to the window, "He...he jumped out of the window and ran away."

Depend on! Another one who left his younger brother behind and ran off on his own. None of the bosses in the group had any sense of loyalty.

Zheng Jirong walked to the window in a few steps and happened to see Liangkun running into the crowd shouting for help.

Zheng Jirong laughed ferociously, stepped on the window sill, and jumped down.

Liangkun's body had long been hollowed out by wine, sex, and flour. Zheng Jirong ran towards him. After a while, he caught up with Liangkun and kicked him to the ground.

Then he pulled out a short knife and stabbed Liangkun's chest several times, and finally wiped his neck with the knife.

Liangkun didn't leave a last word, and died miserably on the street.

…

After killing Liangkun, Zheng Jirong didn't waste any time and disappeared into the street in a few turns.

He took off his hat, mask, and sunglasses and put them into his carry-on space, and walked towards his parked car.

At this time, alarm bells were blaring throughout the street, and police cars were driving towards this direction.

Zheng Jirong took a glance and saw that there were police officers closing the road for inspection at the intersection.

He curled his lips, it was a bit unnatural for these Sirs to be so fast this time.

The car must not be driven, and his license plate number must have been registered at the police station. He will definitely be stopped and questioned when the time comes.

Zheng Jirong thought for a while, then got on the bus, changed into another set of clothes, put on sunglasses, and walked to the bus stop.

There are many minibuses on Hong Kong Island. After a while, a red minibus stopped in front of the platform.

Zheng Jirong got into the car calmly. There were not many people in the car, and only about one-third of the seats were occupied. He walked to the back of the car and sat alone by the window.

This time I acted blindly, and I must not do this again next time.

In fact, there are too few people under his command. The only one who can be called a master is Wu Liushou, and he was sent to protect Mei.

If two masters with knives or guns followed him this time, Liangkun wouldn't even have a chance to jump off the building!

Just as Zheng Jirong was thinking about the pros and cons of his action, the minibus was blocked at the intersection.

Traffic was being checked in front, and police officers were already rushing here.

Zheng Jirong's eyes narrowed. He carefully observed the inside of the minibus, then stood up and changed seats, sitting next to the woman sitting by the window on the right front.

The woman who was listening to music with headphones took a curious look at Zheng Jirong. After all, there were so many empty seats in the car.

At this glance, she just saw the pistol Zheng Jirong took out from his pocket and put it in his arms. The woman's body suddenly froze.

Zheng Jirong lowered his head and whispered in his ear: "It'll be fine if you don't say anything."

Then he put his right hand around the woman's shoulder, took off his sunglasses and put them on her face.

He took off the earphone from the woman's right ear and put it into his own ear.

I don't know if the woman was afraid or something else, but she obediently laid her head on Zheng Jirong's shoulder.

At this time, the patrolling police officer got into the car and looked at everyone in the car with a serious face.

He glanced at Zheng Jirong, who was listening to music with a woman in his arms. He didn't pay attention, said a few words to the driver, got out of the car and left.

Zheng Jirong breathed a sigh of relief. After the minibus restarted, he returned the earphones to the woman and got off the bus directly at the intersection in front.

Just a few steps after getting off the car, he noticed that the woman sitting next to him also got out of the car. He didn't pay attention to her, and Zheng Jirong walked forward quickly.

But he found that this woman had been following him, Zheng Jirong stopped and turned around suddenly.

"Ah!" the woman was startled and exclaimed.

"Why are you following me?" Zheng Jirong asked with a frown.

The woman said in a panic: "I live here."

Zheng Jirong looked at the residential building she pointed at, nodded, and turned to leave.

After walking a few steps, the woman's voice came from behind again.

"Hey" the woman came over quickly and put the sunglasses into Zheng Jirong's hand, "Give them back to you."

Zheng Jirong looked at the glasses in his hand strangely, then looked up at the woman in a short skirt.

This plot seems a bit familiar...

…

Long Gen looked at Zheng Jirong in front of him in surprise, "You said that Jingkun was hacked to death on the street by you?"

"That's right!"

"Are you sure it's Liangkun?"

"If Uncle Long Gen doesn't believe it, the citizens on the whole street can testify to me, but I was wearing sunglasses and a mask at the time, so others probably wouldn't recognize me."

After hearing this, Long Gen nodded and patted Zheng Jirong on the shoulder, "Very good. It's not that I don't believe you, but I didn't expect you to move so fast. I thought it would take until night to tell the winner."

He continued: "In that case, let all my men come back."

Zheng Jirong nodded, then called Jimmy and his left hand.

Seeing that Zheng Jirong had finished his work, Long Gen said again: "Ah Rong, since you killed Liangkun first, then you will take Ah Sen's position from now on, but you have to discuss it with Jimmy and don't hurt the harmony between the brothers. .”

Zheng Jirong quickly nodded respectfully, "Uncle Long Gen, don't worry, Jimmy and I were old friends before joining the club. He will definitely support me in this matter."

Long Gen added: "You will be the leader of Helian Sheng Mongkok from now on. Have you ever thought about how to manage such a large territory?"

"Uncle Long Gen, I think Brother Sen's management was good before. Mong Kok itself is one of the top oil and water areas in Hong Kong Island. We don't need to do flour business. We just collect the money from Guiyang to valet parking." Some made money."

After Long Gen listened to Zheng Jirong's thoughts, he nodded with satisfaction. He was afraid that Ah Rong would be too greedy.

"But..." Zheng Jirong continued, "I think we can do more legitimate business. Now that the construction and logistics industry is so popular, our association can definitely get involved."

Long Gen was silent for a while without speaking. This was his knowledge blind spot.

After a while, Jimmy and Zuo Zuo also arrived. Jimmy felt reassured when he saw Zheng Jirong smiling and nodding to him.

"Arong, please go out first. I'll have a word with Jimmy." Long Gen waved to Zheng Jirong.

Zheng Jirong nodded and walked out with his left hand.

Outside the house, his left hand lit a cigarette for Zheng Jirong, "Brother Rong, was Liangkun really hacked to death by you?"

"Yeah, three stabs in the chest and one in the neck." Zheng Jirong said, puffing out smoke.

"Holy shit! Brother Rong, you are really my idol! Ten thousand troops can pick up the enemy general's head from it like a bag."

Looking at his excited left hand, Zheng Jirong chuckled twice and then said seriously: "Send someone to check on Liangkun's territory. Don't let others come over to pick peaches for me!"

"Brother Rong, don't worry!" Zuo Zuo assured.

Zheng Jirong nodded. Once Liang Kun's territory is completely taken over, he will be the biggest one in Mong Kok!

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