Signing from HK Comprehensive becomes a legend

Chapter 355 Painless Appendectomy?

The new day is sunny.

Ferrari walked up to the roof with a slightly swollen right cheek. Just as he took out a cigarette, a person came from behind and lit it. "Brother Li, it's so simple, do you want a Cuban cigar?"

Ferrari laughed resolutely, "Hey, I just cheat food and drink to make a little money, which is not as good as you Hengda."

This is Tan Cheng.

Ferrari also found someone last night, a top counterfeiter in the field of antiques, but Zhao Xueyan will not put all his eggs in one basket.

After Tan Cheng and Xiao Ma received the order, they also found someone to do the work.

The building they are currently in is the building where Hengda Finance is located in Causeway Bay.

Now it was Ferrari, Tan Cheng and others who helped Master Yan watch the masters do things, stayed up all night and went to the rooftop to get some air.

Zhao Xueyan himself had already left.

The reward order for the extraordinary parchment he got from the CIA was left in the Hengda base camp.

In the story of King of Thousand Kings 2002, Ferrari is the bigwig who arrogantly kidnaps the three richest men and wants to make money by shorting the Hong Kong Island stock market.

The current him is obviously not developed to that level, and he is at a disadvantage in the face of Tan Cheng who prints fake knives.

Tan Cheng glanced at Larry with a smile, lit a cigarette for himself, and said in a cloud of mist, "I just took the position in Hengda, although I was strongly recommended by Brother Hao, supported by Brother Xiao Ma, and I was also supported by the extension." Grandpa's advice..."

"But I haven't made any achievements so far. There are people below who don't like me and don't accept me."

Ferrari smiled and listened.

Tan Cheng sighed for a moment before opening his mouth, "It is also an opportunity for us to help Lord Yan. If we do it well, if the Taoist knows, who will not look up to us? Of course, we must give full play to our subjective initiative."

"Yan Ye only asked us to cheat, but I think we can go one step further."

When Zhao Xueyan didn't leave last night, he also casually said that the purpose of making a fake parchment reward order was to give some foreigners a chance to cheat them.

Foreigner status?

Zhao Xueyan also said that he was an American businessman named Fernando Joe Green who opened a trading company on Hong Kong Island.

That's right, although Fernando is the head of the CIA's branch in Hong Kong, how can he tell the public about his identity as the CIA?Li Aowen and Amy Drey, and the coat of a consulate staff.

On the surface, Fernando is the boss of a trading company, a rich man. The company is located in Central, and he lives in a villa in Happy Valley.

With Tan Cheng's words, Ferrari's smile became even brighter, "Fuck that Fernando? I really want to, but didn't Master Yan still want to bring back the fake parchment? Now I'm going to fuck him... "

"What should I do if Master Yan has no target after the fake one is made?"

Helping Master Yan in Hong Kong Island is of course very promising and famous. As an old man and a big liar, how could he not understand the meaning of this?
Tan Cheng flicked the cigarette ash, "First inquire about the situation, find out the identity and strength of that person, and wait for Master Yan to send the things back, we will start."

Ferrari laughed, "You can have this. If you catch someone, you don't rush to kill him. You just feed him the medicine to strengthen the yang every day. This trick will work after all the trials. Any tough guy will kneel."

Tan Cheng looked at Ferrari in surprise, so ruthless?Aphrodisiac medicine as a meal?
Well, this fat man is really insidious enough.

………………

Happy Valley Villa.

With the sun shining down on the earth, Dave Gable stood on the warm balcony with a dazed and bewildered expression on his face.

Fernando standing beside him was not much better!

Because, last night, the homeless man who was hired by them for a hundred dollars to live in a certain guest room slept peacefully all night, and nothing happened... It's not right.

Something happened to the bum.

For example, when I fell asleep, my sloppy long hair suddenly broke and fell down, as if being tidied up by a hair stylist and turned into a handsome and avant-garde hairstyle.

The long fingernails, toenails, etc. were also trimmed cleanly in his sleep.

Falling asleep, that guy has an extra organ out of thin air, the appendix.

It was like being operated on by someone, and the appendix was removed.

When those things happened, Dave Gable had already commanded a CIA elite to quietly enter the door and cover a certain roll of parchment on the homeless man, but nothing happened.

Now, the bum is downstairs having breakfast.

Those who take care of him are all CIA elites. Of course, the premise is that they don't understand Cantonese. If they don't understand, they won't be afraid of being called out by him and being accidentally involved in the hunting game of the nightmare ghost king.

Recalling everything last night, Dave Gable couldn't help shaking hands hard, turning the cigarette into scraps of paper and shredded tobacco, "What's the situation, the one who hunted down more than ten of our colleagues, and there are still ten of them left." A few people were lying in the hospital like vegetative monsters."

"I came here last night just to help the homeless man trim his hair and nails? By the way, he had a painless appendectomy? What the hell, that homeless man doesn't even have any superficial wounds!"

This is outrageous!

Co-author, when you meet us white people, you will attack us hard, but if you are replaced by a yellow race, you have become a hair stylist?
Taking a look from a distance, the homeless man who was still eating in the lobby on the first floor, that guy's hairstyle is indeed pretty, mainly because it suits... that hairstyle is especially suitable for the head shape of Mr. Homeless.

Director Dave felt a strong sense of humiliation at this moment, and his whole body had the urge to tear apart.

Fernando had a broken face, "Wang Defake, that monster still discriminates against different ethnic groups?"

"But Lord Dave, that parchment doesn't seem to be as powerful as you said, right? Even if the monster didn't kill anyone last night, it did enter the homeless man's dream, and covering him won't work..."

Dave waved his hand, "It can't be useless, could it be that baby can only shock and kill evil spirits that are doing evil?"

After all, this thing is borrowed, and he doesn't know exactly what mysterious features it has. Its original owner is one of the American capital tycoons. The tycoon is willing to lend you things, but he didn't explain all the benefits , All features, this is not worth the surprise.

At least Dave didn't know what kind of magical effect the little bit of Ameri luck contained in that baby had.

Feeling like vomiting, Dave suppressed the impulse, grabbed his brother and dialed the number. This was to contact An Xianbin, the special agent he sent to Zhao's Building last night.

He sent An Xianbin to Zhao's Mansion without telling Fernando.

Just kidding, he is the deputy director of a country, and Fernando is just a supervisor. He is several levels higher than the other party.

Made a few phone calls, but couldn't get through.

Looking up at the sky again, Dave fell into great doubts. Could it be that the elite agents trained by the CIA will have accidents even if they explore a building?
Don't wonder whether Dave is too arrogant... But when he gave the order, he told An Xianbin that Zhao Xueyan is not easy, you go to find out the news, the situation, and your own safety is the first priority, and you can't expose it.

With such an order, An Xianbin is an elite, could it be possible that he will miss it?
(End of this chapter)