Rebirth of Hong Kong Variety Show

Chapter 192
Lin Guoping resisted vigorously, but his entire right arm was firmly suppressed, and his body was also pressed against the seat, unable to move at all.

in sight.

The white-haired young man raised the corners of his mouth slightly, playing with his heart like a cat playing with a mouse, not in a hurry.

"All right."

Ji Bu leaned lazily on the back of the back seat, and softly shouted: "A Ji, stop playing."

A Ji heard the words and stopped.

"Snapped!"

The moment Lin Guoping let go of A Ji, he pulled out the point on his waist and pointed it at A Ji behind him:
"You dare to snatch the policeman's car, but it's still at the gate of the police station. You guys are so brave!"

"Wow, isn't that right, Sir, we've waited for you for so long, and it's very impolite for you to point a gun at us if you disagree with us."

Ji Bu looked at the muzzle of the . gun facing him with a smile, and stretched out his fingers to push the muzzle away:
"You didn't load the bullet, take it away."

talking room.

He took out an envelope from the inner pocket of his coat, opened it and took out the photo inside, and put it in front of Lin Guoping.

On the photo was Lin Guoping when he met Han Chen.

"..."

Lin Guoping gritted his teeth, looked at the smiling Ji Bu, he didn't put down the gun, but he didn't load the bullet either.

Of course he knew Ji Bu, and he had information about Ji Bu in his hand.

"Talk?!"

Ji Bu raised his hand and rolled down the car window, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, A Ji got angry and came up to help him light the cigarette:
"It's only ten past six, and there's still time, enough for you to rush over to the dinner."

"call"

Lin Guoping glanced at Ji Bu deeply, then put away the , ignited and started the car and drove forward for half a street, then stopped in the shadow of the street lights, the car turned off and the lights went out:
"Tell me, why are you looking for me?!"

"If I'm not wrong, you are going to do something for Han Chen and help him get rid of Lin Kun."

Ji Bu got straight to the point without talking nonsense: "I'm here to negotiate a condition with you."

Lin Guoping took out a cigarette and smoked it against the car window, staring at the rearview mirror and the road behind, without speaking.

"I want you to help us."

Ji Bu talked eloquently, and continued, "Han Chen asked you to help him, probably because he wanted you to help get rid of Lin Kun."

"I hope you don't do this. Instead, at the right time, you shoot and kill Han Chen."

"Are you joking?"

Lin Guoping stretched out his left hand out of the car window, raised his hand and shook the soot: "If this is the case, you shouldn't come here to waste time."

"I'm a police officer, do the police understand? I have nothing to say to you bastards."

"You are Han Chen's undercover agent in the police force. You are helping Han Chen. Didn't you help him get rid of one of the five negroes under the Ni family?"

Ji Bu didn't pay attention to him, and continued to speak according to his own thoughts: "I know your details clearly, so let's avoid the set of pretending."

Han Chen's undercover agent.

After hearing this word, Lin Guoping subconsciously reached out to touch the gun like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

My relationship with Han Chen is like the unseen filth in the sewer, dying at the sight of light.

but.

What Ji Bu said next gave Lin Guoping another meal.

"Han Chen is not the only undercover agent like you."

Ji Bu spoke quickly and continued: "Han Chen has placed several undercover agents in the police force, and you are all under his control."

"You don't know the existence of others, but it doesn't mean that others don't know your existence. Your undercover identities are mutually restrictive."

talking room.

He pursed his lips and signaled Lin Guoping to look through the information he handed over. The thick photos and information in the back could be said to have confirmed his relationship with Han Chen.

"Want to get rid of it?"

Ji Bu paused for a moment, looked at Lin Guoping in the rearview mirror: "I'll help you."

Lin Guoping stopped drawing his gun at this moment, thought for a while and then let go.

"How do you know my details?"

Lin Guoping stopped pretending now, since Ji Bu dared to come to him so openly, he must have all the evidence he should have.

Simply, he stopped pretending.

"Han Chen and I are opposites, isn't it normal to know your details?"

Ji Bu looked at him as a matter of course: "It's not just you. Han Chen has placed four undercover agents in the police force. I know everyone's information. You are not the only one."

"The reason why I came to you is because I found that you are the one who helps Han Chen the most. I think he should like to use you the most, so he will definitely dominate you in the dinner tonight."

"In that case, are you still looking for me?"

Lin Guoping took a puff of his cigarette expressionlessly, and said indifferently: "I help Han Chen with things, how can I help you get rid of Han Chen?!"

"Get rid of Han Chen, are you free?"

Ji Bu looked at him again as a matter of course: "So, why are you helping me? It should be helping yourself."

"joke."

Lin Guoping sneered, dismissively: "I have a good relationship with Han Chen, why should I betray him?"

"It seems that you like being a marionette very much?"

Ji Bu nodded when he heard the words, then patted his trousers and reached out to open the door: "I know what you said."

"Then let's talk back. You go and help Han Chen get rid of Lin Kun. I'll go to the reporter and let the media praise your relationship with Han Chen."

"No, I'll pay for the entire newspaper cover. By then, the entire Hong Kong Island will know that you are helping Han Chen."

"Grass!"

Lin Guoping slapped the steering wheel, and the whole person was furious: "Are you ignoring me? Smearing me, who will believe you?!"

"tsk"

Ji Bu was speechless when he heard the words, and frowned at Lin Guoping: "You don't seem to be very smart?! Can't use your brain? Are you being controlled by Han Chen?!"

Lin Guoping's face was gloomy.

"You are a police officer, a senior police officer, and a dignified chief inspector, and I am just an ordinary good citizen of Hong Kong Island. Why don't you think about how I got your information?"

"..."

Lin Guoping was taken aback when he heard this.

It seems that this is indeed the case. The insider who can help Ji Bu obtain his own information must not be low-level.

"Who is Han Chen? The boss of the club, to put it bluntly, he is just a bad boy, but I am different, a serious businessman."

"If you cooperate with me, someone will help you inside. If you help Han Chen with things, no one in the police force will help you."

"You just blindly pay for Han Chen and want to climb up in the police force? Han Chen can't help you, and you can't rely on anyone but yourself."

"Depending on yourself, when will you be able to fight your way out? What are you relying on? See if it's enough if your life is up to you?"

Lin Guoping pursed his lips, it was obvious that what he said made him unable to refute.

"You are paying for Han Chen, and we are win-win if you cooperate with me. Whichever one to choose, a fool knows how to choose?!"

"Help me, solve Han Chen's troubles, and get rid of his control, right?!"

"Ha ha."

Lin Guoping sneered, took a sharp puff on the cigarette, and the fingers that held the cigarette stuck out of the window again, and the fingers that held the cigarette trembled slightly:

"Do you think I'm a fool? I killed Han Chen, and I'm still under your control?!"

"wrong."

Ji Bu categorically rejected his statement: "Cooperating with Ji Bu has always been a win-win situation, a kind of enjoyment, not control."

"I don't like to control others. Only when others are willing to do things for themselves can this situation be maintained. Any cooperation that wants to control the other party will definitely not last long."

"..."

Lin Guoping fell silent again.

He had never come into contact with Ji Bu before, but it was the first time he met him today, and he felt that Ji Bu was very talkative.

No.

It should be very good at grasping the weakest part of people's hearts.

"You studied psychology?"

Lin Guoping licked his lips and squinted at Ji Bu in the rearview mirror: "Are you good at talking?"

"Ha ha."

Ji Bu's eyes met Lin Guoping's in the rearview mirror, and then shook his head with a smile: "It's okay."

Just now.

The lights from the rear car shone through.

A black car drove towards their position, and when it quickly reached their side and passed them, the car suddenly stopped next to Lin Guoping's car.

The rear window was rolled down.

Superintendent Abbott, Ghost Superintendent, sat in the back seat, turned his head and looked at Lin Guoping, his eyes were extremely haughty.

"Sir."

Lin Guoping naturally knew the ghost Abbott, so he immediately straightened his back and greeted him loudly:

"good evening."

"Well, Sir Lin, I seem to have an impression of you."

Abt just responded lightly, and then his eyes turned to Ji Bu in the back seat.

A smile appeared on his face instantly: "Boss Ji, what a coincidence, you're here too?"

"Coincidentally."

Ji Bu waved his hand: "I'm talking to Sir Lin."

"Then you talk."

Abt smiled and nodded, but didn't leave: "I heard that the steak in a western restaurant tastes really good, together?"

"Okay."

Ji Bu nodded and agreed.

"Then I wait for you."

Done.

The car drove forward by a parking space and stopped directly next to it.

"..."

Lin Guoping looked at the car parked in front of him, and was speechless for a moment, his heart was very clear.

This is a chance encounter?

Of course it was not a chance encounter, but Ji Bu's deliberate arrangement.

If nothing else, superintendent Ghost Abbott is one of Ji Bu's helpers.

Under horror.

He asked almost subconsciously: "How did you know Superintendent Abbott?" As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he immediately regretted it.

"Are you surprised to meet a ghost?"

Ji Bu looked at him as a matter of course: "How high a person's achievement is, the circle is very important, what do you think?"

"Okay, I'll help you."

Lin Guoping no longer had any reserve, nodded and agreed: "I will find a chance for the evening."

"Oh?"

Ji Bu was a little surprised by Lin Guoping's straightforwardness, and then nodded: "Then I look forward to your performance."

Done.

Ji Bu opened the door and got out of the car. When he walked to the front car, he opened the door and got in. The car drove away.

"Oh shit!"

Lin Guoping gritted his teeth, looked at the tail lights of the car gradually disappearing from sight, turned the key and drove towards the destination.

The reason why he agreed so quickly was that Ji Bu's arrival was too coincidental.

Lin Guoping was "cleared" by his boss at the police station. He had already made the decision to silence Han Chen, but Ji Bu came out later.

As for why he agreed to Ji Bu, there is actually another reason.

After all, I am Han Chen's undercover agent. Although I can show my team to my boss by killing Han Chen, a new problem arises. I am Han Chen's undercover agent. If I have been with Han Chen, can the other party use me at ease?

Moreover.

The boss is higher than me and is doing things for others. After I kill Han Chen, will there be any value in the follow-up? !
Taking a step back, what if I was silenced?
Little people also have the thoughts of little people.

Lin Guoping is very clear that he is caught in the middle at this time, and the most favorable choice at present is to agree to Ji Bu.

It doesn't matter to me whether Lin Kun dies or not. Anyway, everyone's goal is Han Chen, so let's get rid of Han Chen first.

Lin Kun didn't die, so at worst, he told his boss that Lin Kun surrendered directly, and it was not suitable for him to shoot and kill him in full view.

Take one step at a time, there is no other way.

front.

The car drove two blocks forward and stopped next to the side of the road. Ji Bu and A Ji got out of the car.

"Thanks, Mr. Abbott."

Ji Bu spoke fluent English and said to Abbott, "I'll trouble you to make a special trip at night."

"you are welcome."

Abbott waved his hand reservedly: "We are friends, the more friends move around, the better the relationship will be, right?"

Ever since he received Ji Bu's "local products" last time, Abbot's impression of Ji Bu has become better and better.

This young man looks fine to me.

After the car left, Ji Bu went to the public phone on the side of the road and dialed a series of numbers.

·····
Six fifty at night.

Kwun Tong.

In the barbecue restaurant facing the street, there were no customers at this time, but a homeless man was lying on the side of the road.

On the shed of the barbecue shop, the "Dajiawang Food Stall" erected on the door plate is full of lights.

Right in the middle.

Han Chen sat alone on the seat, with his hands and fingers crossed, and looked at the crowd walking on the road ahead with a smile, as if he was enjoying it.

A car drove over and stopped outside the barbecue stand, and Lin Kun, who was wearing a plaid shirt, got out of the car.

not far away.

Huang Chusheng, who was sitting in the car, was sitting in the car with his assistant, looking at Lin Kun who got out of the car, and straightened his body.

Not far across from them.

Lin Guoping was also sitting in the car with his buddy, and his eyes were also focused on Lin Kun.

After Lin Kun got off the car, he stepped across to Han Chen and sat down.

"Awaited."

Lin Kun picked up the cold beer that was covered with mist in the glass bottle on the table, used a screwdriver to open the bottle cap, poured a full glass, and took a sip.

Instead of swallowing the wine, he rinsed his mouth and spit it out on the ground: "Well, there's no taste in my mouth, but there's more of it now."

"Waste, beer is so expensive, it's a bit wasteful to use it to rinse your mouth, Brother Kun, I have worked very hard to find money."

Han Chen opened the cigar box placed by the table and took out a cigar: "Brother Kun is rich and powerful."

With a sigh, he took out the cigar in the box and cut it out, stuck the cigar in and pressed it hard.

"Crack!"

The sound is crisp, and the cigar cutter cuts the cigar neatly.

He holds the cigar in his left hand, and burns the cigar with the lighter in his right hand, rotating the cigar left and right to make it evenly heated.

"Just bring a driver to drive?"

Han Chen looked at Lin Kun: "Brother Kun, can I ask you, Kwun Tong is my territory, why don't you bring a few more people with you?"

"You just bring a driver, aren't you afraid you won't be able to go back?!"

"It doesn't matter."

Lin Kun spread his hands indifferently: "If I am about to leave, can you still keep me?"

"It's early, Brother Kun."

Han Chen squinted his eyes, skipped this topic directly, raised his hand and tapped the dial of his watch, and looked at Lin Kun with a smile, with faint dimples appearing on his face:

"The time we agreed on was seven o'clock in the evening, and it's only six fifty-one o'clock now. You arrived nine minutes earlier, which will make you look a little impatient."

His tone was playful: "You have lost a layer of momentum, which will be somewhat disadvantageous in our subsequent negotiations."

"No, no, don't get me wrong!"

Lin Kun quickly shook his head, raised his hand and rubbed his face: "We agreed that seven o'clock is true, but I didn't come early because I couldn't hold my breath."

"I came here early to watch a show with you."

"Watching a play?!"

Han Chen paused when he heard the words, took a sip of his cigar, and said with a smile, "Oh? What else did you arrange?!"

"Of course."

Lin Kun nodded his head as a matter of course, and stretched out his hand: "We haven't seen each other for several years, right? We're both old. Look, I rubbed my face with oil."

"Look at my hair, it's all gray. It's a rare opportunity to sit with Brother Chen today. It's too boring to just eat. How can I do it without some scenes? How boring is that?!"

"Oh?"

Han Chen squinted his eyes, and looked at Lin Kun who was smiling playfully: "That's good, I'm curious, what good show did Brother Kun arrange?"

"Don't worry, I won't disappoint you."

While speaking, Lin Kun took out a big black star from his waist and patted it in front of him. He put his hands on the table, his fingers moved rhythmically and quickly, and he didn't speak.

"Zi..."

Han Chen squinted and smoked his cigar, first looked at Lin Kun, then at the big black star he placed on the table, and said with a smile:

"What? Are you carrying a gun? I haven't seen you for a few years, and you're already playing so well?"

He took a breath, stroked his chin with his fingers, and showed a thoughtful expression: "But there's only one gun for the two of us, how can we play?"

"Playing Russian roulette? It's not right, Black Star is not a revolver, you can't even play it if you want to?!"

"Ha ha."

Lin Kun raised his eyebrows and smiled, and licked his slightly dry lips with his tongue: "Guess?!"

"Not interested in."

Han Chen shook his head and leaned against the back of the seat: "It's boring to play riddles at a lot of age."

He waved: "Serve!"

soon.

The dishes are served.

"Come early and open the table early?"

Han Chen picked up the chopsticks and picked up the freshly roasted goose on the plate: "The chef I specially invited came to the barbecue shop to help us open the oven to roast the goose at night. It is very expensive."

Done.

He stuffed the roast goose in the middle into his mouth and chewed it.

Lin Kun didn't move his chopsticks, but just looked at Han Chen.

"Depend on."

Han Chen tapped the chopsticks in the air, and cursed angrily, "You're still the same, you like to pretend to be deep."

Time passes quickly.

soon.

It's exactly seven o'clock in the evening.

"All right!"

Lin Kun glanced at the hour hand on the watch pointing to the seven minute hand pointing to twelve, followed by his fingers:
"It's seven o'clock in the evening, does this time have some special meaning?!"

"Ok?"

Han Chen lowered his head and ate the roast goose. After hearing Lin Kun's words, he couldn't help raising his head, squinting at Lin Kun who was directly opposite him, and didn't speak.

Lin Kun nodded slightly with a smile, and looked at him.

The eyes of the two met.

I don't know why, but looking at it, Han Chen suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Shall I give you some hints?"

Lin Kun pursed his lips and frowned slightly, revealing an expression of memory: "Seven o'clock in the evening, the airport?"

"take off?!"

"Leaving Hong Kong Island?"

"Fly to Dai country?!"

A series of words appeared from Lin Kun.

"Shh!"

Han Chen's eyelids twitched suddenly, and the movement of chewing the roast goose in his mouth stopped.

His face quickly became gloomy, and his whole body froze in place as if in a trance.

"Snapped!"

He threw away the chopsticks in his hand, and suddenly raised his hand to sweep them, and the plates on the table in front of him fell to the ground.

With his sweeping hand, the entire tabletop was cleaned up in an instant.

True Desktop Cleaner Master Chen.

"Telephone!"

Han Chen was no longer as calm as before, and his voice was sharp and hoarse, and he yelled at Sha Qiang who was standing beside him:
"Call, call me!"

"Oh!"

Silly Qiang saw that Han Chen, who was still extremely calm just now, suddenly jumped into a rage, and then he responded belatedly, and hurried to help get the mobile phone and stuffed it into Han Chen's hand.

Han Chen took the phone and quickly dialed a series of numbers. While waiting, he picked up the cigar and stuffed it into his mouth, sucking heavily.

His eyes widened and he stared at Lin Kun, his fingers holding the cigar trembled slightly, and he sucked the cigar restlessly and quickly.

The head of the cigar glowed brightly under his quick puff.

only.

The call was not answered.

Hit again.

Still no answer.

Hit again.

The call was finally answered.

The moment it is connected, the first thing that hits the ear is the noisy scene and the harsh sound of white cars roaring.

"Brother Chen Chen!"

The confidant's trembling voice sounded: "It's not good, Sister MarMary."

Back in time.

a few minutes ago.

Kowloon Airport.

For the sake of safety, Mary, who arrived at the airport ahead of time and was about to take the : flight, did not show up at the airport. Instead, she waited in the car and got out of the car until the last boarding time.

The car drove to the special fast boarding passage for VIPs. Mary opened the door and got out of the car, pulled the suitcase and hurried towards the passage entrance.

suddenly.

There was a rapid engine roar of a car.

When Mary heard the sound, she didn't have time to react. She was hit by a car rushing towards her suddenly. She soared into the air and flew several meters in the air before landing.

only.

The sprinting car didn't stop, but rushed forward, crushing Mary's body fiercely, and then hit the front railing with the sound of brakes, barely stopping.

The driver pushed open the deformed door and got out of the car. He looked back at Mary, who was lying in a pool of blood, showed a terrified expression, and crouched on the ground tremblingly with his head in his hands.

The confidant's frightened voice was so harsh on the phone: "Ms. Mary is hopeless, and everyone has been deformed."

"call"

Hearing the result, Han Chen closed his eyes in pain, gasped for breath, gritted his teeth and roared, raised his hand and smashed the mobile phone to the ground.

"Hem home shovel!"

Han Chen patted the table and stood up, stretched out his hands and grabbed Lin Kun's collar and pulled him up, his eyes were bloodshot, and the staring boss stared at Lin Kun:

"You fucking Lin Kun, how dare you fuck my wife?!"

"Ha ha."

Lin Kun smiled indifferently, pressed his hands on the table to keep his body balanced, and stood firmly:

"You were the first to do it."

"You're messing with my sister-in-law. You've been calling my wife. I have no reason not to mess with you!"

"You know."

He raised his hand to grab Han Chen's hand and pushed him away: "I, Lin Kun, have a small mind. I will treat him as others treat me?!"

"Snapped!"

Han Chen's eyes were quick and his hands were quick. He watched as Lin Kun grabbed the big black star that Lin Kun had put on the table in advance. He stretched out his hand to grab Lin Kun and strangled him by the neck, and put the muzzle of the gun on Lin Kun's head.

With his finger on the trigger, he pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Crack!"

The sound of an empty plane came.

There is no bullet in the gun.

not far away.

"Grass!"

Lin Guoping was sitting in the car smoking a cigarette, and was startled when he saw Han Chen suddenly holding a gun.

In my position, I had never seen a gun on the table before, and I didn't know who the gun belonged to. Immediately, I dropped my cigarette, jumped out of the car and rushed up:
"Hurry up!"

It’s over.

If Lin Kun died, he would die too.

opposite.

Huang Chusheng looked at Han Chen who was holding a gun, then at Lin Guoping who rushed down suddenly with his buddies, and immediately ran over.

The two groups met, looked at each other, and then rushed to Han Chen and Lin Kun.

"Put down the gun!"

Lin Guoping was excited, and pointed at Han Chen with the . pinned to his waist: "Police, put down the gun!"

The guys behind also pointed their guns at Han Chen one by one.

"I'm impulsive, Ah Chen."

Lin Kun was held hostage by Han Chen, but he didn't panic. He said calmly, "Do you dare to take the gun I put on the table? Don't even think about it, there must be no bullets."

He clicked his tongue, shook his head, and sighed: "Impulse makes people lose their minds and become ugly. When you cheated on me, you said this to me, have you forgotten?!"

"It's all right now, the messenger is here, how did you end up?!"

"Hoohoo."

Han Chen's eyes were red, his nose was heavy, and he looked at Lin Kun with shortness of breath. The masseter muscles on both sides of his cheeks were evident with his teeth clenched.

"Brother Chen."

Lin Kun straightened his waist and looked at Han Chen: "Remember, your wife Mary flew from Hong Kong Island to Dai. Who else knows about this itinerary except you? Surely you won't tell me, right?!"

"Then here comes the question, how did I, Lin Kun, know? Who told me?! Can you guess again?"

Seeing that Han Chen didn't speak, he continued, "Someone called and informed me, otherwise I wouldn't know."

"!"

Han Chen's eyelids twitched, and the figure of the boss immediately appeared in his mind.

It's him? !
He wants to get rid of me? !

"Who told me I don't know."

Lin Kun looked at Han Chen with a dazed expression: "But I think the person who told me this news wants you dead."

"You said, we have been calculating and calculating, is there something missing?!"

talking room.

Lin Kun reached out his hand to take out a bullet from his pocket and handed it to Han Chen. The yellow bullet exuded a yellow metallic luster more and more under the light.

"Here's the bullet."

With a faint smile on Lin Kun's face, he turned his head and looked at the policemen standing across the railing:
"Guess, when you are loading the bullet, will these policemen shoot you to death?!"

at the railing.

Ah Man, the homeless man lying on the ground, moved his body, his dirty hands reached into the tattered and wide coat, and his fingers rested on the big black star hidden inside.

"Humph!"

Han Chen sneered, raised his hand to grab the bullet, pulled it out of the magazine, and stuck it inside.

Lin Guoping and Huang Chusheng are both their own people.

Do you want to play Borrowing Knife? !

Innocent!

"Put down the gun!"

Lin Guoping's voice sounded unusually abrupt, loud and clear: "Han Chen, put down your gun!"

"?!"

Han Chen froze when he heard the words, Lin Guoping's voice became so harsh in his ears.

He turned his head to look at Lin Guoping in disbelief.

"I told you to put down the gun!"

Lin Guoping put his fingers directly on the hammer, making it ready to fire:
"Put down the gun!"

"you"

Han Chen looked at Lin Guoping in disbelief, and turned to push the magazine into the big black star.

"boom!"

There was a sudden gunshot.

The sound of gunfire at . resounded in the night sky.

"You are crazy!"

Huang Chusheng took the first step and raised his hand to grab Lin Guoping's and lifted it into the sky, making the shot just now miss, and shouted at Lin Guoping:
"Are you fucking crazy?!"

finally.

Huang Chusheng still didn't attack Han Chen.

instead.

He took a step forward: "Han Chen, if you put down the gun now, everything can still be saved, right?!"

"Hehehe"

Han Chen laughed uncontrollably, and dropped the gun in his hand to the ground. He first looked at Lin Kun, then at Lin Guoping and Huang Chusheng:
"Okay, okay, I didn't expect that Han Chen's confident layout would turn out to be just a clown in the end."

"Since so many people want me to die, then I won't die. Let's wait and see. If you want me to die, then I will keep you awake!"

He raised his hands and walked towards Huang Chusheng: "I surrender to the police officer, I surrender!" Then he stared at Lin Guoping:
"You're good. I, Han Chen, didn't misunderstand the person. You didn't embarrass me. You even wanted to kill me!"

Lin Guoping looked at Han Chen with extreme anxiety, and Huang Chusheng stared at him several times when he wanted to make a move.

"Yellow Sir!"

Han Chen stepped towards Huang Chusheng: "Lin Guoping is the same person as you! From now on, you have to be careful!"

Last minute.

After seeing Lin Guoping's betrayal, Han Chen threw out Huang Chusheng without hesitation to check and balance Lin Guoping.

"!"

After hearing what Han Chen said, Huang Chusheng couldn't help looking at Lin Guoping subconsciously, and Lin Guoping was also looking at him.

The two looked at each other with surprise in their eyes.

"Hahaha"

Han Chen sneered: "I said before, since I'm having a hard time, everyone...well."

Just halfway through his words, he suddenly stopped.

His whole body froze in place, looking in disbelief at the dirty homeless man who suddenly jumped up from the ground in front of him.

The homeless man inserted the dagger into Han Chen's abdomen, mechanically repeating the stabbing action over and over again.

"ho"

Han Chen opened his mouth, and looked down at the blood-stained abdomen with difficulty, and then looked at the homeless man.

"Han Chen!"

The tramp's voice sounded, and he paused every word: "Remember my name, my name is Ah Man!"

A gust of wind blows.

The wind picked up the homeless man's hair covering his face, and that dirty face reminded Han Chen of something.

"catch him!"

Huang Chusheng woke up like a dream, he called his assistants to rush forward, threw Ah Man who was bloody and holding a knife to the ground, and subdued him with his backhand.

"Puff."

Han Chen's body went limp, and he fell directly to the ground. The blood in his abdomen oozed out along his body, staining the concrete floor dark red.

(End of this chapter)