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Chapter 201 Dongguan Aberdeen

After Ni Yongxiao received the money, he looked at Wu Fei with great surprise, and was shocked by their efficiency.

He was not polite either, and after saying something hard, he took the money and let Wu Fei take the lead, and he would strengthen his defenses.

From Ni Yongxiao's expression, it can be seen that he now has more trust in Ji Bu and the others.

That's why Ji Bu must deal with this matter overnight, the purpose is to strengthen the relationship between the two parties, if it is delayed, it will make Ni Yongxiao hesitate.

Only by quickly resolving this matter can Ni Yongxiao dispel his doubts and the cooperative relationship between the two parties can continue.

late at night.

It was past two o'clock in the morning.

In the private room of a new world bath center.

Lin Guoping was lying on the massage chair, facing the ceiling and lying motionless on it, sucking a cigarette from time to time.

His eyes focused on the beam of light projected from the ceiling above his head, and the lingering smoke floated under the light.

During the period when he was wanted by the police, he has been living here, eating, drinking and drinking in this bathing center.

Although there is not much freedom, compared to living on the streets before, it has been greatly improved.

yesterday.

According to the latest news, the notice about his arrest in the whole city has been dropped, and there is a new announcement about the murder of his girlfriend. The re-investigation of the case has cleared Lin Guoping's suspicion.

It is clear.

The selfie vlog that Ji Bu helped arrange last time helped. Those who blamed themselves were afraid that they knew something, so they withdrew the framing of themselves.

But that doesn't mean you're completely safe.

"call"

Lin Guoping took a puff of his cigarette, exhaled helplessly, and then smothered the cigarette butt in the ashtray.

At this moment.

The door was knocked.

Lin Guoping got up and opened the door, looking at Ji Bu standing at the door with bloodshot eyes:
"You came."

Then turn around and go in.

"It seems that you have not been in a good state recently."

Ji Bu glanced at the cigarette butts piled up everywhere on the desk, as well as the leftovers of various instant noodles and lunch boxes:

"Read the news, the police have withdrawn your investigation, you are safe now."

"Thanks."

Lin Guoping picked up the Marlboro cigarettes on the table, threw one to Ji Bu, and lit another one himself:
"Without your help, I really don't know how to deal with this matter."

"Small idea."

Ji Bu shrugged nonchalantly: "What are you going to do next?! What are your plans, Lin Sir?"

With a playful tone, he bared his teeth and said with a grin: "Your identity has been restored, please take care of Sir Lin in the future."

"Okay, I'm not an idiot, so don't make jokes about me."

Lin Guoping took a sip of the smoke, and he couldn't see the expression on his face clearly in the smog:
"I'm going to leave the police force, what Lin Sir, I still have self-knowledge in my heart."

He is very clear.

Although this group of people has withdrawn their framing and investigation, it does not mean that they have let themselves go.

Leaving the police force is a natural thing, staying in the police force will only lead to a dead end.

He still has a lot of self-knowledge in this point.

"Leave the police force?!"

Ji Bu raised his eyebrows, then nodded: "That's fine, I remember, your hometown is Dongguan, Guangdong? Are you going back?!"

"No!"

Lin Guoping shook his head resolutely, and said with great certainty: "I will not leave here."

"If this kind of incident hadn't happened, my life would have been extremely smooth. Not to mention the prosperity in the police force, but at least it would have followed the previous life trajectory."

"Both of my parents died. After coming to Hong Kong Island for so long, I finally got a proper job. I worked as an errand, married Xiaoni as my wife, married and had children, and educated my son together."

He squinted the corners of his eyes, stared straight ahead, there was a trace of longing and nostalgia in his eyes, and then a flash of coldness:
"However, all of this has already been broken. Xiao Ni is my only relative in this world. She died. I must avenge her."

"call"

Lin Guoping took a deep breath of the cigarette, put out half of the cigarette in the ashtray, and said very resolutely:
"My next goal is to dig out the person who killed Xiao Ni and help her avenge her, that's all!"

"That's a little difficult."

Ji Bu nodded when he heard the words, and then said the truth unceremoniously: "The person who killed your little girlfriend Xiaoni was Han Chen's boss, and he killed you because of Han Chen."

"They hide very deep, and the plates are huge, far beyond what you can deal with."

"Um"

Lin Guoping nodded angrily, and responded with a strong nasal voice: "I know, this will be a process, but I will continue."

His fists were clenched tightly: "Thank you for helping me during this time, giving me a hiding place, and helping me get rid of the suspicion."

Speaking of it.

He paused for a moment: "I want to be with you, to help you do things, not for anything else, but for revenge."

"I know the gap between you and Han Chen. It's all because of Han Chen's boss behind the scenes."

"Han Chen was eliminated, but the relationship between the boss behind him and you has not stopped."

"Anyway, if you want to fight, add me one more!"

Lin Guoping knew in his heart that if he only relied on himself, it would be impossible to take revenge.

But Ji Bu is different.

Judging from his handwriting to help him clear his suspicions, he can definitely help himself.

"Oh?"

Ji Bu squinted his eyes when he heard the words, and said in surprise, "You help me with something?"

He didn't directly refuse, but smiled and said: "You know, I have people with various roles in my hands, who can completely help me with various things. You help me, what can you help me with?"

"Can do anything!"

Lin Guoping replied without thinking: "If they can do it, I, Lin Guoping, can definitely do it too!"

"Ha ha."

Ji Bu smiled. Hearing the firmness in his tone, he thought briefly: "If you are willing to do something for me, I have a job for you to do!"

"This matter is life-threatening. If you are not capable, there is only one end!"

Done.

Ji Bu stopped talking, and looked straight at Lin Guoping, waiting for his answer.

"it is good!"

After thinking for a while, Lin Guoping nodded and agreed without hesitation:
"What do you need me to do for you?!"

He also knew in his heart that if he wanted to avenge Xiao Ni, he would definitely not be able to do it on his own.

"Mixed club!"

Ji Bu expressed his appeal: "Han Chen's boss is directing the minions in his hands, and now he is using He Liansheng to deal with me with the help of a society called He Liansheng."

"You sneak into He Liansheng and follow my instructions to do things. After He Liansheng is settled, the superintendent who will help him will surface."

"At that time, you should be able to collect interest. How Xiaoni died will be revealed by then."

"what do you think?!"

After Ji Bu finished speaking, his eyes met Lin Guoping's.

"it is good!"

After thinking briefly for a second, Lin Guoping nodded again, and agreed very simply:
"As long as it can help Xiaoni get revenge, I can do whatever I want."

He knew in his heart that Ji Bu had plenty of people in his hands, and if he wanted to use him for help, he still had to rely on his own ability.

If you are capable enough, you can stay.

"it is good!"

Ji Bu nodded in satisfaction, looked at the resolute Lin Guoping, and stretched out his hand:
"Then we will benefit from each other."

"Snapped!"

Lin Guoping stretched out his hand and patted Ji Bu's outstretched hand in the air: "What should I do? How can I mix with He Liansheng?"

"Start with the pony below?!"

"too slow."

Ji Bu shook his head and directly vetoed his idea: "Start with the horse boys below, then we will have the Year of the Monkey."

"Make it bigger!"

"Um?!"

Lin Guoping was taken aback when he heard the words.

"And Streak's recent civil unrest."

Ji Bu had already made an arrangement, and there was a simple and rude way to get to the point in order to fight the fire:
"Help me to fight with the former speaker of the winning streak and snatch the faucet back!!"

"How? Lin Guoping, do you dare to do it!"

"Why don't you dare!"

Lin Guoping stood up from his seat: "If I didn't have the guts to fight my life, I wouldn't dare to follow you."

Paused.

He continued: "By the way, I will be called Dongguan Tsai from now on. Lin Guoping is dead."

"Oh? Dongguan boy?!"

Ji Bu raised his lips slightly when he heard the words, and said with a smile, "Okay."

Interesting.

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Four in the morning.

In a private villa in Tsuen Wan.

Blowing Chicken lay groggy on the big Simmons bed, sleeping in a blur.

last night.

When he came back from the police station, his mood fluctuated greatly, and he tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep.

As the former talker of He Liansheng, he didn't want to hand over the leader stick to give up his position, but the big D was too aggressive, so he killed the cold guy directly.

He is still mixed with the police from the Tsuen Wan Police Station, and it is easy to deal with him.

Blowing Chicken is no longer in the mood to grab the position of speaker, he just wants to abdicate safely.

but.

Big D is now asking him to hand over the dragon head stick to himself. The dragon head stick must be handed over, but it must not be handed over to Big D directly.

If it is directly given to Big D, then the older generation of speakers will talk about themselves, and Le Shao, who is competing with Big D for the position of speaker, will not let him go.

But if the leader stick is not given to Big D, Big D will not let him go either.

and so.

The faucet stick in his hand has now become a hot potato.

Blowing Chicken is getting old, and with all this crap accumulated on him, he couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning.

He got up, took a bottle of foreign wine and drank a big glass, and finally fell asleep because of the groggy alcohol.

But the quality of sleep was not very good, I was half asleep and half awake.

In a daze.

Blowing Chicken felt sticky all over his body, and there was a strong stench and bloody smell in his nostrils.

"Grass!"

Blowing Chicken woke up again, opened his eyes and looked out the window, it was still dark and there was no dawn.

He rolled over, ready to go back to sleep.

Turn over.

The sticky feeling on his body became more and more real, and the stench and bloody smell that he smelt before became more and more intense.

He raised his hand to touch the sticky place, his fingers were wet, and he brought the sticky stuff up to his nose to smell it.

blood.

"Grass!"

Blowing Chicken jerked off the bed and sat up, raised his hand and turned on the bedside lamp, a corner of the room was illuminated in a small area.

into the eye.

Right next to my pillow.

The dog's head of the Alaskan dog he raised was on the pillow, and the dog's eyes were looking straight at him.

The blood oozing from the dog's head soaked the pillow thoroughly.

Yes.

dog head.

Alaska separates the body from the head.

The lower half of his body was on the bed, staining the sheets dark red.

"what!"

Blowing chicken only felt the eyeballs irritated, and with a shriek, his body trembled and quickly escaped from the bed.

He supported the bedside table to stand still, and forced his weak feet to stand firm so as not to fall to the ground.

How could the older blow chicken be able to withstand this stimulation, his blood pressure surged, and his heartbeat accelerated several times.

"Who! Who is it!"

Chuiji had beheaded many people when he was in the club in his early years. He was afraid that it wasn't because his dog was beheaded.

What he was afraid of was the person who killed his dog. He could kill his dog quietly in the room, but he couldn't kill himself? !

"Come on, come on!"

Chuiji yelled a few times outside, since the accident, no matter whether he was at home or away, he had to bring four or five ponies to escort him, but no one responded at this moment.

"it's okay no problem!"

Blowing Chicken swallowed a mouthful of saliva, picked up the cigarette with a throbbing Adam's apple, and comforted himself:
"They must have slept too hard."

"clatter."

The lighter made a crisp sound, and the warm flame danced, and the faint light of the flame illuminated the dim room again.

He brought the flame to the cigarette butt, and just took a puff, when he suddenly realized that there was a person sitting in the diagonally opposite corner, sitting there motionless and staring at him.

"Grass!"

Chuiji was covered in cold sweat from being frightened, and sat down on the bedside table, the lighter in his hand fell to the ground.

The person in the corner raised his hand and turned on the light.

His body was stained with dog blood, and the butcher's knife in his hand was still dripping with dog blood along the sharp blade.

He just sat on the stool, looking straight at himself.

"Gudong."

Chuiji looked at the blood-stained man with cold sweat on his forehead: "You, who are you!"

in memory.

I don't know this person myself.

"You can call me Lin."

Lin Guoping raised his hand, and the butcher's knife in his hand slashed deeply into the table beside him.

He took out a cigarette and lit it: "My name is Dongguan Boy!"

Lin Guoping is a thing of the past for him, and Lin Guoping, whose family was ruined, is dead.

"Dongguan boy?!"

Hearing his name, Chuiji saw that it was a fake name, and shouted out of the window with a loud voice:

"Come on, come on!"

only.

It was quiet outside, and no one answered him.

"Stop calling."

Dong Guanzai stuffed the lighter into his pocket, and exhaled thick smoke: "No matter how much you shout, no one will answer you."

"Do you know what I came to see you for?!"

"What?!"

Blowing Chicken replied subconsciously.

"Dragon head stick."

Dong Guanzai came here by name, without any nonsense: "Hand over the dragon head stick."

"otherwise."

He put the cigarette in his mouth, raised his hand and pulled out the sharp butcher knife embedded in the table:
"Your dog is your fate!"

"Give it, I'll give it!"

Compared with the troubles that Big D, Le Shao, and uncles will make for themselves, it is obviously more important now.

If you don't hand over the dragon head stick, you will die!
Trembling, he stood up from his seat, raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, and then walked towards the door:

"The dragon head stick is here, I will give it to you now!"

"Be honest, don't play tricks on me!"

Dongguan boy got up and went to grab Chuiji by the collar of his back shirt, with a sharp butcher's knife resting on his neck:
"Didn't the dragon head stick be sent to Guangzhou, you take it, what do you give me!"

There is a rumor circulating in Liansheng that the dragon head stick was hidden in Guangzhou, but no one knows exactly where.

"That's what I told them."

Blowing Chicken tremblingly explained: "I said that just to confuse the public, and to have an extra means of saving my life."

"The stick is in my freezer at home, I'm going to get it now!"

Dongguan Zai squinted his eyes, but he didn't stop him. He pulled the blowing chicken and led him to the refrigerator downstairs.

The refrigerator door opened.

The bottom frozen layer is stuffed full of frozen meat, and the blowing chicken pouted on the ground and digs inside.

Dongguan Zai squinted his eyes and drank a cigarette, holding the butcher's knife tightly in his hand to prevent Chuiji from suddenly taking out a pistol from the refrigerator and shooting himself a shuttle.

As long as there is any abnormal reaction to the chicken, the butcher's knife in his hand can behead his head immediately.

"found it!"

There was no clue about the blowing chicken, and a black cloth bag was found in the frozen goods used as a cover:
"Leading stick!"

"Oh?"

Dong Guanzai raised his hand to take the black cloth bag, waved his hand to signal Chuck to hug his head, and squatted down against the corner of the wall.

He held a butcher's knife in his left hand, and a black cloth bag in his right hand, twisted the remaining icicles on it, and opened it.

Starting with the pitch-black faucet stick, which is about half the length of an arm, the feeling of coldness and solid heaviness hits.

The pitch-black faucet is entrenched on it, and it seems to have an inexplicable magic power. Holding it can summon a group of people.

"very good."

Dongguan Tsai nodded in satisfaction, put the faucet stick in, and looked at the blowing chicken.

"you"

Chuiji sensed Dongguan Tsai's eyes, and stepped back subconsciously: "The things have already been given to you, so we have to be moral."

"Humph."

Dongguan boy snorted coldly, took the stick and went out.

yard.

A few horse boys who were blowing chickens were lying on the ground in disorder, moaning a few words from time to time.

Get out of the yard.

Dong Guanzai came to the black car parked at the door, and passed the faucet stick along the window of the co-pilot.

He took the mineral water from inside and washed the blood spots on his hands and face.

"Dragon head stick."

Sitting in the co-pilot, Ji Bu played with the stick that had just been taken out of the refrigerator:
"Blowing a chicken is quite wise. The stick is hidden by your side, and most people really can't guess it."

"Good job."

Ji Bu praised him, and handed the faucet stick to Dong Guanzai: "Take it."

(End of this chapter)