Hong Kong film: I have seven capitals, and I have established branches all over the world

In the blink of an eye, it was early morning.

Inside the Bund mangroves.

"Brother Jun, more than 200 brothers are all in place, just waiting for Wang Jiu and Luo Tianhong to fall into the trap."

The confidant Agan reminded.

In fact, they didn't know that Qi Jing and 20 squadron leaders had already been in the mangroves two hours ago.

As long as Wang Jiu gave the order, they could launch an attack immediately.

After a while.

"Are you the Dajun of the Fuqing Gang?"

"You look like a pile of shit."

Wang Jiu walked over and taunted.

"Fuck, Wang Jiu, keep your mouth clean."

Agan said angrily.

"Okay, say less."

"Wang Jiu, right!"

"I'll give you one minute to call, otherwise I'll hang up on you later and there won't be a little brother to collect your body."

After saying that, Dajun took out an AK and deliberately loaded it with a magazine.

"Oh, really?"

"Then I'll take the flashlight and go to the jungle next door to pee, and call for help!"

Wang Jiu snorted coldly after saying that, and walked into the jungle next door with the flashlight.

"Boss, do you want me to go take a look?"

Agan asked.

"Fuck, there are our brothers all around, where can Wang Jiu run to?"

Da Jun said proudly.

One minute passed in a flash.

At this moment, Wang Jiu has put on the SEALs' individual equipment and turned on the night vision goggles on his head.

Walked out of the jungle, took out a defensive grenade, and threw it directly forward.

Da Jun, who was smoking, looked down and shouted, "Oh no, it's a grenade."

Because he ran in time, the grenade exploded and did not injure him and Agan.

It's just that the headlights for lighting have gone out.

In an instant, the surroundings were temporarily dark.

"Dajun, don't think that you can kill us with more than 200 brothers ambushing in the mangroves, each holding an AK."

"Brothers, take action."

As Wang Jiu gave the order.

"Boom boom boom, boom boom boom..."

The 20 squadron leaders, carrying RPG-7s on their shoulders and wearing the SEALs' individual equipment, fired a 1215mm grenade at 20 ambush points of the enemy.

"Boom boom boom, boom boom boom..."

Anyone with a little military knowledge knows that the shrapnel and steel columns of the grenade explosion can injure more enemies!

Look, after the explosion.

More than 80 of the more than 200 brothers of Dajun lost their combat effectiveness on the spot.

Then!

Qijing attacked the enemy from seven different directions.

"Beep beep, beep..."

The assault rifle equipped with a silencer has a very small gunshot.

In addition, it was pitch black all around, and some enemies were so scared when they saw the corpses around them that they even forgot to turn on their flashlights.

Half an hour passed in a flash.

As the last enemy was killed.

Only Da Jun and Agan were left.

"Damn it, how can you buy the individual equipment used by the Navy SEALs."

Although Da Jun was surrounded by Wang Jiu and Qi Jing, he was not afraid at all.

"Nothing is impossible."

"Now I give you two choices."

"First: Eight of us, pick one to fight, and let you two go if you win."

"Second: I will kill you two directly."

Wang Jiu said seriously.

"Damn it, I have practiced martial arts since I was a child, and I am also the three-time 100kg Sanda champion in Southeast Asia..."

Da Jun chose the first choice and fought Wang Jiu.

"Hahaha, I accept your challenge."

Wang Jiu took off his individual equipment after saying that.

Suddenly, Qi Jing and 20 squadron leaders automatically formed a circle and turned on the headlights for lighting.

Da Jun and A-Gump also performed some simple Sanda moves.

The next second!

The two attacked the target at the same time.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes...

Until five minutes, the two did not even touch the target's clothes!

"I'll give you five minutes, but you are useless!"

"Next, it's my turn to attack."

Wang Jiu sneered, urged his inner strength to use the powerful diamond finger, and stabbed A-Gump's throat.

Maybe it was too fast.

When A-Gump reacted, Wang Jiu had already pulled his finger out of the target's throat.

A-Gump knelt on the ground with his legs, covered his bleeding throat with his hands, and made a sound of "uh uh uh, uh uh uh..." from his mouth.

"Fuck, I want you to die."

Seeing that his confidant was about to die, Da Jun completely exploded.

A straight punch came over.

Only a "click!" sound was heard.

The five fingers of Da Jun's left hand were broken by Wang Jiu's fist. You can imagine how powerful the force was.

"Ahhhh!"

Da Jun lay on the ground, screaming miserably.

AgainWith a "crack", Da Jun's throat was broken by Wang Jun, and he died on the spot.

Agan also died at the same time.

"Wang Jiu, the matter has been settled. What should we do with these bodies?"

Luo Tianhong asked.

"I'll use brain waves to ask the boss!"

Wang Jiu replied.

After a while.

"As the old saying goes, no matter how small a mosquito is, it's still meat. Take out all the money first, and then put the weapons and ammunition in the exclusive backpack."

"The body is simple!"

"There is 1 ton of gasoline in the exclusive backpack, burn it all!..."

He Tianci reminded.

An hour later.

Because of the sea breeze, there is still a burnt smell in the air!

But the ashes after burning are all scattered in the mangroves.

After a while, when the tide rises, the ashes will all disappear.

6 o'clock in the morning.

"Hahaha, boss."

"Da Jun's property is three times more than Sha Bo's!"

"There are 500 kilograms of goods alone, about 100 million Hong Kong dollars, 800 kilograms of gold, and weapons, ammunition..."

Wang Jiu reported the spoils.

"Okay, good job, put them all in the special backpack!"

He Tianci said excitedly.

In the blink of an eye, it was early morning.

Da Jun's territory in Causeway Bay was all taken over by A Long (Gu Tianle).

Three days passed like this.

One o'clock in the afternoon.

In a private room of He Ji Tea Restaurant.

"Let me introduce myself, I am Feng Dao sent by the Fuqing Gang headquarters."

"You can kill Sha Bo, Da Jun, or even take all the goods, no problem."

"But I hope you can return the Hong Kong dollars and gold to our Fuqing Gang."

Feng Dao shouted.

"Fuck, you saw with your eye that we killed Shabo and Dajun."

Luo Tianhong, who was in charge of reception, sneered.

"Our Fuqing Gang has dozens of branches all over the world. Your Xinhe Liansheng has only been up for less than a year..."

Feng Dao continued to shout.

Just as Luo Tianhong was about to refute!

The next second!

Ji Shaoqun walked in with four team members.

"Hello, Mr. Li Feng."

"I am Ji Shaoqun, the criminal team leader of East Kowloon, Hong Kong. On December 29, 1991..."

After Ji Shaoqun finished speaking, he took out his ID to prove his identity.

"Okay! I will go back to East Kowloon Police Station with you to assist in the investigation."

"Luo Tianhong, I will give you three days. If you don't return those things by then, you will die."

Feng Dao was still shouting.

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