ultimate dark villain

() It seemed like a joke, but it made Lin Hua break out in a cold sweat. If he was exposed one day, he would probably end up like this!

Thinking of the horrific scene in the movie where Luo Ji was shot to death by Ni Yongxiao and Mary was hit to death by her third uncle with a BMW, Lin Hua couldn't help but feel a sense of fear. He didn't want such an ending, he didn't want it.

"Go to the Sanhe Club tomorrow and find someone named Uncle San. Take this." Ni Kun took out a business card from his arms and handed it to Lin Hua.

"Come on, young boy, keep an eye on you!" Ni Kun said to Lin Hua with a slight smile.

"Yes, Uncle Kun!" Lin Hua shouted with a smile on his face.

He carefully took the business card and put it in his pocket.

"Stop the car! Let's go!" Ni Kun said to Lin Hua, and then cast a color on the bodyguard beside him.

Upon seeing Ni Kuang's instructions, the bodyguard on the side immediately took out a stack of banknotes from the wallet and handed it to Lin Hua.

"Uncle Kun!?" Lin Hua was a little surprised as he grabbed the banknotes.

"Take care of yourself, there is another person, life is very difficult, dress up well, and leave a good impression tomorrow." A smile on his face, just like a kind grandfather, makes people feel warm in their hearts, but it is just such a person

He is the leader of the largest society in Tsim Sha Tsui, the Triad.

"Thank you, Uncle Kun, thank you, Uncle Kun!" Lin Hua nodded quickly and thanked him. This thank you was sincere. Huang Sir asked him to be an undercover agent and even concealed the process. Ni Kun sent him to the hospital and finally gave him money.

Comparing the two, no matter whether the latter is hypocritical or not, at least in Lin Hua's heart, he is already leaning towards the latter.

As for crime, it's none of your business. Your job is to survive until 2003.

After taking the money and looking at it for a moment, Lin Hua was shocked. He couldn't help but sigh that the underworld has money, and it would be around 100,000 just to give it away.

"Achang! Follow him. I heard what I just said! If there is any deviation, deal with him!" He watched Lin Hua leave, then took out a microphone from his pocket and said softly.

"Yes, Uncle Kun!" A deep voice came from the other end of the earphone.

"Let's go back to Dongbai Building and see if we can catch the last scene!" Ni Kun waved his hand and said to his bodyguard.

Young boy, I've given you a chance, it's up to you to see if you can really grasp it! With a low smile, Ni Kun closed his eyes slightly.

"Ding dong, complete the side task 2 and gain the favorability of Ni Kun and the trust of the Ni family." At this moment, a prompt sounded in Lin Hua's ears.

Lin Hua couldn't help but smile, and then his face twitched again, and his right arm began to bleed again.

Hiss! Taking a deep breath, Lin Hua put the money in his pocket and ran into the hospital quickly.

After waiting in line and paying the money according to the rules, it was Lin Hua's turn after about ten minutes.

"Well, you're injured like this, and you're from a gang!" What Lin Hua saw was not a beautiful nurse that he would definitely meet in novels, but an ordinary-looking middle-aged doctor, who carefully examined Lin Hua's right arm.

The middle-aged doctor secretly despised him.

"It's not serious. The glass shards didn't penetrate deep into the skin. It's just a scary scratch. It will be scarred after a few days with some disinfectant!" As he spoke, the middle-aged doctor had an expressionless face.

He picked up a cotton ball with tweezers from the side, dipped it in alcohol and wiped Lin Hua's wound.

"Hiss!! Ah!" He took a deep breath. The wound was so stimulated that Lin Hua couldn't help but twitch.

Seeing Lin Hua like this, the middle-aged doctor didn't say anything, but he felt even more contempt in his heart. He couldn't bear this little pain. He really didn't know how he had the courage to join the club.

"Okay, take the medicine and bandage. Change it once a day. Be careful not to let the wound touch the water when taking a shower." He took out a bottle of medicine from the drawer on the side and a stack of bandages and handed it to Lin Hua.

"Thank you, doctor!" Lin Hua nodded, holding the medicine and bandage with his right hand and leaving the hospital.

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"That's not right. After all, Ni Kun is a big brother who has been around for decades. How can he believe me if I just casually staged a story about a newborn calf not being afraid of tigers?" He stood at the door and frowned slightly, stretching out his right hand to stop him.

Got off a taxi.

"Go to Graveyard Hill!" Lin Hua frowned as he got into the taxi, thought for a while and said to the driver.

"Go, go there!!" When he heard what Lin Hua said, the driver trembled, turned around and asked in disbelief, his eyes a little strange.

"Wherever you take me, all this money belongs to you!" Lin Hua frowned and took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket, which looked to be at least ten or twenty thousand.

Ten thousand or twenty thousand just for a train ride is extremely luxurious.

"Here! Okay, I'll take you there!" The driver looked at the stack of money in front of him, gritted his teeth, and said to Lin Hua.

Graveyard Hill, a hilltop in Tsim Sha Tsui. In the early years of Hong Kong, the legal system was imperfect and gangs were popular. Many people died in the fights. Sometimes the dead cremated in the funeral parlor could not even keep up with the number of people who died in gangs every day. Most of them

The rotting corpses were buried on this mass grave hill. Later, some poor families who could not afford to buy a cemetery were cremated on the spot and piled a small grave on the mass grave hill.

"Brother Chang, the place that boy is going to seems to be a mass grave!" Inside a black sports car, a young man wearing a black leather jacket said strangely to a middle-aged man.

"Well, I heard from the boy and Uncle Kun that the conditions at home are not very good, and he is alone, so his family must be buried there!" The middle-aged man known as Brother Chang nodded and said.

"That shouldn't be a problem! Besides, that place is very dark. Brother Chang, let's not go there." The young man said to the middle-aged man with some hesitation.

"What a bastard, don't say this nonsense. It will reach the ears of Third Uncle and Uncle Kun. Be careful of your whole family!" A slap was slapped on the young man's face, and the middle-aged man looked angry.

"Yes, it's Brother Bing, yes!" After being slapped, he didn't feel any anger or displeasure. Instead, he looked panicked and nodded quickly.

"Remember, those who come out to hang out must remember two words, loyalty and righteousness! Don't ask the reason why the boss tells us to do something, and don't think about doing it in a shady way. Only in this way can we live a long and good life, you know!"

Looking at the young man, Achang's face softened slightly and he lectured.

"Yes, Brother Chang!" The young man nodded suddenly and said loudly.

"Well, study hard. You are still young and have a chance to climb up!" He nodded with satisfaction and continued driving.