Rebirth of Hong Kong's tycoons, shorting Eagle Sauce

Cai Xiaoxing had not expected this group of desperate criminals to be so difficult to deal with.

Most of the gangsters would surrender when they encountered the "Special Mission Company" descending from the sky.

After being knocked out, this group of desperate criminals not only did not surrender, but also pulled out their guns to fight back.

If Wang Lei had not provided them with M-16 American bulletproof vests with steel plates, they might have really capsized in the gutter.

Cai Xiaoxing, who had planned to kill them all, immediately changed his strategy:

"Kill them all, leaving no one behind!"

All the participants in the operation were assault masters, and they were best at destroying the enemy indoors and rescuing in space.

This group of desperate criminals who had lost their combat effectiveness were shot and killed one after another.

After opening the secret door in the basement, the group was also surprised.

Piles of money were piled up in the dark room.

There was even a pile of gold bars in one room.

It was Cai Xiaoxing who came to his senses first:

"Kill the living first!"

The gunshots rang out again.

The group maintained their attack formation and soon noticed the conspicuous office.

Immediately, Cai Xiaoxing patted the shield bearer on the shoulder, signaling the shield bearer walking in front to be careful.

Just as they were about to reach the door, a burst of gunfire rang out.

"Spray gun!"

The wooden door was shattered, and the shield bearer who was hit took two steps back.

"Go!"

The bullet almost hit Cai Xiaoxing's face, and he made up his mind: "Fire at full power, kill them!"

People's fear often comes from insufficient firepower.

With Wang Lei's munitions as a helper, they don't have to be stingy with bullets and take risks.

At a command, countless bullets swept into the office.

The 12mm bullet easily passed through the wall, turning the cement brick wall into a hornet's nest.

The one-eyed dragon was shot several times, and he was still shouting despicable when he died.

Cai Xiaoxing did not dare to be careless. After confirming that there were no survivors in the office, he turned his attention to the rows of safes.

On top were the account books and IOUs that the boss ordered to be brought back!

"One group of people used a cart to transport the account books to the plane, and the other group of people plundered the battlefield."

They were still able to maintain their due rationality in the face of money.

After transporting the gold bars and several boxes of US dollars onto the plane, they decisively gave up some Hong Kong dollars.

Just when Cai Xiaoxing was about to burn the entire underground bank, his radio received a call from a team member:

"No. 1, we found a prisoner tied up in the basement!"

"What prisoner?"

Cai Xiaoxing's first reaction was to order him to be killed, but he thought that the survivors imprisoned here must not be simple characters, and might be useful to the boss.

Then he changed his words and said: "Be careful, take him away together."

A few minutes later, the flames engulfed the entire Tianbao.

Fortunately, in order to broaden the view, this group of people made the top of the mountain bare, otherwise it might cause a forest fire.

A slaughterhouse on the outskirts of Kowloon.

Wang Lei has been waiting here for a long time.

In the surveillance, he watched piles of gold being pushed into the warehouse, and his face was moved.

The black gold of this underground bank is more than expected.

Cai Xiaoxing pushed the account book and IOU into his office alone.

"Little boss, this time we seized at least 300 kilograms of gold, plus nearly 50 million US dollars, no casualties, really made a fortune!"

Hearing this, Wang Lei also nodded slightly. What he valued more was the pile of account books and IOUs.

According to his guess, these account books and IOUs are likely to be left by Lui Lok and the four inspectors.

Involving many officials and wealthy businessmen.

In the hands of the one-eyed dragon, it is just a pile of useless waste paper, but in Wang Lei's hands, if used well, he can make many allies.

"Little boss, I brought back a living person. Do you want to go and see him?"

"Living person?"

Fawning Cai Xiaoxing recounted the scene of his first encounter with the prisoner.

"The other party seemed to be very afraid of the imprisoned old man. The anklets and handcuffs were obviously heavier. Most people's hands and feet would fester in a few days, but this old man was fine except for a thick callus."

Wang Lei understood the meaning of Cai Xiaoxing's words. The imprisoned old man was a dangerous person.

"Does he have real kung fu?"

The kung fu he referred to was not the fake tricks used for performances, nor the magical qigong masters, but the "killing skills"!

"It should be, but he should be starving, and now he is clamoring for pig's feet rice."

Wang Lei immediately became interested. His bodyguard leader Liu Hu was a martial artist.

In the past, in order to treat his sister's illness, Liu Hu carried cement at the dock during the day and fought life-and-death matches in the underground fighting field in San Francisco at night.

His Tiger Fist combines the strengths of various schools, and one strike can either kill or injure.

He soon gained a reputation as an undefeated tiger, which opened the eyes of a group of foreigners.Unfortunately, he met the wrong person and his hard-earned money was taken away by his fellow villager's "agent".

Fortunately, he met Wang Lei, who was urgently looking for bodyguards. Although he failed to save Liu Hu's sister, Liu Hu was still grateful to Wang Lei.

"Boss, I want to try."

At this time, Liu Hu heard Cai Xiaoxing's description and was eager to try.

He hadn't met a decent opponent for a long time. This old man was obviously a master.

"Then let's go and take a look."

Wang Lei also wanted to see if the masters of the older generation were really as good as the legends.

After arriving at the warehouse, the almost bald old man was wearing heavy shackles on his hands and frantically put the food into his mouth with his hands.

There were empty bowls piled high on the side.

To be honest, the other party didn't look like a master at all, but more like a hungry beggar.

Liu Hu's eyes flashed, and he whispered:

"He is a master. The handcuffs weigh at least 50 kilograms. It is very difficult for ordinary people to lift them."

"The fists are worn flat, and the calluses are three points thicker than mine..."

"The other party is also an internal cultivator, breathing rhythmically, and mosquitoes avoid him." Liu Hu's eyes were full of surprise when he said this, "I didn't expect that there are such masters in the world!"

Just by observation, Liu Hu identified this little old man as a master of ancient martial arts.

Wang Lei looked at the old man again and immediately felt that he had the style of "Fire Cloud Evil God".

The bald old man seemed to notice Wang Lei's extraordinary aura. He put down the big bowl, clasped his hands and said:

"Thank you for saving me. I have something to deal with. See you next time and repay your kindness."

As he said this, veins on his face burst out, and he struggled with both hands.

Could it be that this old man was going to use brute force to break the bracelet?

But after a long time, the bracelet was slightly deformed, but still motionless.

The old man made a joke, his face became very interesting, and he defended himself:

"I have been locked up for a long time, and my skills are a little rusty."

"Let me try again."

Wang Lei found it interesting and said to Cai Xiaoxing: "Unlock him."

Cai Xiaoxing took out his gun and shot, and the bracelet and anklet broke with two gunshots.

Looking at the broken iron chain, the old man couldn't help but sigh: "Times have really changed!"