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Speaking of this, Huang Zhicheng's voice became even hoarse.

Huang Zhicheng turned around and looked directly at Chen Yongren who was staring at him without saying a word: "Do you know what happened to that gangster? Hehe, a few years later, I met that gangster by chance. Only then did I know that he became Ni Kun of the men.

That bastard was very beautiful at that time, dressed in bright clothes, hugging a few beautiful girls and drinking with a few rich men.I was thinking at the time, why the hell didn't my six shots hit him in the head?Cough cough, cough cough! "

Looking at Huang Zhicheng who put the cigarette in front of his mouth for the third time and took a few big puffs, then bent over and coughed non-stop, Chen Yongren didn't say anything.

He just enjoyed the night breeze blowing from the rooftop and looked at each other quietly.

In his heart, he was thinking about a very serious question. Six shots failed to kill the boy. Is this Huang Sir a good person, or his gun is called the gun of kindness.

You know, the brothers on Wanchai Road have rumored that the gun of Chief Li Zhilong of the Wanchai Police Station is a kind-hearted gun that has not fired a single shot.

"Others say that killing people and setting fire to the golden belt, repairing bridges and repairing roads without corpses! But I want to say, this is wrong. The world should not be like this, and human beings should not be like this, Aren!" Huang Zhicheng loosened his thumb and index finger With a flick of his middle finger, he flicked the still burning cigarette on the ground casually.

Looking at the cigarette with sparks jumping on the ground, Huang Zhicheng stretched out his right foot to step on it, and crushed it vigorously: "As long as I, Huang Zhicheng, live for a day, he Ni Kun, their Ni family, don't even think about fucking whitewashing in this life! "

Looking at Huang Zhicheng's gloomy face under the dim light, and at the cigarette foam crushed by the other party, Chen Yongren remained silent.

His gaze has been attracted by the right hand of the other party under the light, to be precise, it is the silver-white watch on the right wrist of the other party that reflects a little bit of moonlight.

He finally knew why he always felt that the watch on Han Chen's wrist looked familiar.

He never thought that the watches of these two people were so similar.

Of course, this does not rule out that it is just a coincidence.

After all, this watch is just a mass-produced mass commodity, not a limited edition, such as a special series of luxury watches such as Patek Philippe.

However, Chen Yongren, who is cautious and suspicious by nature, still raised his vigilance towards Huang Zhicheng all along.

To put it bluntly, the relationship between him and Huang Zhicheng is just taking what they need and taking advantage of each other. There is no such thing as trust.

Otherwise, how could he hear some angry news from the Philippines.

With this in mind, just in case, Chen Yongren put his hands behind his back quietly, and a sharp dagger appeared in his hand that reflected a little bit of cold light under the moon and lights.

In close combat, a dagger is more effective than a .[-].

Chapter 5 Chen Yongren's backhand

On the rooftop, under the dual illumination of the dim moonlight and the laser lights on the rooftop, one can see that Huang Zhicheng's expression is very gloomy, while Chen Yongren's expression is as indifferent as ever.

The night wind on the rooftop that had already subsided suddenly reappeared, and it was a bit more violent than before, blowing the clothes on the two of them with a "woo, woo" sound.

The moon above the two of them slowly revolved, and then appeared in the east, which was closer to Huang Zhicheng.

Then, an interesting scene appeared.

The moonlight overwhelmed the light from the laser lights that were farther away from Huang Zhicheng, illuminating Huang Zhicheng's figure to extend to the west.

The light from the laser light that was closer to Chen Yongren overwhelmed the moonlight, making Chen Yongren's shadow extend to the east.

In this way, the figures of the two people take the two as as, and then shoot things separately with the combination of parallel rays, and the distance is getting farther and farther away.

"Huh" let out a long breath, Huang Zhicheng took a few steps, leaned against the railing that was cooled by the heat from the night wind, and looked at Chen Yongren who had been silently looking at him: "Forget it, let's not talk about this."

Huang Zhicheng raised his wrist, looked at the silver-white watch, then narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the movement of his wrist, Chen Yongren compared the silver-white watch: "Don't look at it, it's 11:15. It's getting late , let’s do this for today. You continue to inquire about the news of the Ni family, and I will ask you out next time if I have something to do. By the way, "

When Huang Zhicheng said this, he suddenly remembered something, and stretched his right hand to the left pocket of his clothes.

Swish!

A cold light shining in the night suddenly illuminated Chen Yongren's back, and then, an inaudible, rapid sound of blades piercing the air entered Chen Yongren's slightly trembling ears.

At the same time, Chen Yongren's tight right foot transmitted power to the hard marble floor of the rooftop under his feet.The upper body turned slightly to the left with the knees attached, facing Huang Zhicheng's right side, and was about to pop out like a leopard in the next moment.

But in the next moment, these subtle movements disappeared, and the dagger disappeared from Chen Yongren's right hand behind him again, as if it had never appeared before.

Huang Zhicheng, who knew nothing about it, took out from his pocket a watch of a different style from his wrist, but the same silver-white watch, and a small black thing: "You take these two gadgets, I almost forgot gone."

"What is this, a pinhole camera, where is the pinhole?"

Chen Yongren first picked up the silver-white watch in the opponent's palm and asked curiously.

The reason why he didn't think it was a watch was because he recognized another small black object in the other's palm: a bug.

"You think I can have that kind of high-end pinhole camera, you brat. It's your birthday soon, and this is my birthday present for you." Huang Zhicheng said angrily.

Chen Yongren smiled, put the watch in his pocket casually, and then looked at the bug: "Didn't I say that your police station is so rich, so you can't exchange it for something advanced?"

"Do you want to implant it in the body?"

"Where is it planted?"

The two looked at each other, and the serious atmosphere disappeared immediately.

"I know you're rich, so you definitely don't like this thing, so you can deal with it as you please." Huang Yongren handed over the black bug in his hand, and said meaningfully.

"Hey." Chen Yongren didn't answer, just smiled.

Huang Zhicheng nodded to Chen Yongren, feeling very helpless: "I know that your monthly expenses are more than the combined income of those senior white-collar workers in big companies in a year. Be careful, kid. Be careful when you are reinstated, the ICAC will find you Trouble."

Chen Yongren put away the bug, and spread his hands helplessly: "Boss, undercover agents are also human beings, and undercover agents also have to eat, live, and play horses, okay.

And there is no rule that undercover agents must live in public housing, so let's live a hard life.Besides, I still have a mother to raise.At the very least, I have to send her 10 yuan for living expenses every month. Is this too much? "

"10 yuan, hehe, it's not too much! It's just more than my salary every month. It seems that you are really not afraid of the ICAC investigating you!"

"Let them check. My food and clothing are all provided by the big boss. I basically don't have a penny in hand. I can't let others buy me food, drink, clothing and housing. It's also my problem.

As for going shopping and sleeping with the horses, that's what they paid for themselves.I'm not Nu Zhaorui, I'm a pretty guy who walks the rivers and lakes, and it's all horsemen who take the initiative to post.

As for the money for my mother, I have to check the remittance account beforehand. "

Pop, pop!

Looking at the indifferent or shameless pretty boy, Huang Zhicheng patted him on the shoulder heavily: "Okay, you are amazing, you are the boss. I don't bother to care about you, anyway, you just know how to measure yourself. I'll go down first, Next chat."

Watching Huang Zhicheng walk towards the gate of the rooftop, and then disappear at the gate.

The smile on Chen Yongren's face disappeared immediately, and the long-disappeared dagger suddenly appeared in his right hand.

Chen Yongren quickened his pace, came to the gate, leaned back against the wall, and quietly listened to the sound of "slap, slap" footsteps coming from the corridor.

Until the sound of footsteps disappeared, there was a ding sound of the elevator door opening.

Chen Yongren waited for a few more seconds to make sure that the elevator had gone down.