Rebirth of Hong Kong Variety Show

The Benz car moved forward along the straight Yingbin Avenue.

suddenly.

The greening construction vehicle that was originally driving on the boulevard accelerated suddenly, and the steering wheel rushed out from the gap between the isolation belts, hitting the side of the Benz that passed by.

Screeching brakes sounded.

Benz only reacted at this time, subconsciously stepped on the brakes but it was too late.

"bang"

Amid the loud noise of the impact, the passenger door of the Benz car was deeply dented, and the body deviated from the intended driving direction under the huge impact.

The car flew straight out, the glass shattered and splashed all over the ground, and the car left a scorched black rut on the road. After a short loss of control, it crashed into the side barrier, with the hood bulging out. blue smoke.

"Snapped."

The man in the labor protection suit opened the car door and walked towards the Benz car. The safety shoes under his feet stepped on the broken glass on the ground and made a screeching sound of friction.

rear.

The middle-aged man who was in charge of tracking the whole process sat in the car and signaled the driver to slow down and the car coasted slowly on the road.

He stared at the Benz car that was knocked aside in front of him, and he had to watch Azhen's mother and son get killed before he could complete the task.

soon.

The man in the labor insurance suit walked to the side of the Benz car, reached out and pulled out a dagger. The sharp blade bounced out and reflected the cold light in the sun. The glass with the dark car film could not see clearly inside. The figure is reflected on the glass.

When he got to the side of the car, he opened the door. The man pulled the door with both hands, stepped on the door with his hands and feet, and spent a lot of time trying to pull the deformed door open. Then he couldn't help but freeze.

in sight.

A man wearing a red safety helmet was sitting on the seat with his seat belt buckled. He was sitting on the seat with his head tilted and passed out.

As for the co-pilot in the back seat, they were all empty, and there was no other person in the car except him.

The man was a little puzzled, and the situation at the scene did not match the actual description.

The instructions given by the mission are a woman and a child, but now it's a man wearing a fucking safety helmet?

Who the hell is wearing a safety helmet in a car!

a time.

The man couldn't help turning his head to look at the car sliding slowly on the road far away.

The middle-aged man in the car watched the man turn his head, and cursed in a low voice: "Shovel, look what I'm doing."

Then he rolled down the car window, leaned out the upper half of his body from the passenger seat, and yelled at the man: "If you're not dead, you'll get two more stabs, kill them and go, quick, kill them!"

"Oh."

The man in the labor insurance suit didn't care too much, he leaned in with the dagger in his hand, and the sharp point of the knife directly stabbed the man sitting in the driver's seat.

"Snapped!"

The comatose man suddenly woke up. His shot was quick. He raised his hand and grabbed the dagger stabbed by the man. The tip of the knife stabbed sideways into the seat, and he murmured in a low voice:
"No, brother, you have to come and stab me even if I don't fucking move, isn't it a bit too ruthless?!"

"Grass!"

The middle-aged man in labor insurance clothing saw the man who suddenly woke up and grabbed him. His eyelids twitched, and he quickly retracted the knife with his palm, but the man held the knife and stuck it on the seat, unable to move, so he had to slide the knife .

The sharp blade cut through the skin of the seat in an instant, slammed a path, and turned the tip of the knife to stab the man's chest again.

"Snapped!"

The man's reaction speed remained the same, and he took the first step to grab his wrist holding the knife again, and looked at him with a sneer: "Come again?!"

"go to hell!"

The middle-aged man in the labor insurance uniform roared ferociously, ready to draw the knife again.

"Oh!"

The man grabbed the middle-aged man's hand and thrust it to the side. The dagger pierced directly into the gap of the car seat beside him and got stuck. He pulled the middle-aged man forward and hit the middle-aged man with his head wearing a safety helmet. face door.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, the bridge of the nose of the middle-aged man was directly bent, and nosebleeds gushed down the nostrils.

The middle-aged grinned, his facial features twisted and squeezed together: "Fuck you"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

The head of the man wearing the helmet was smashed down several times in a row, hitting the middle-aged man's head heavily.

After several times in a row, the middle-aged man shook his head and rolled his eyes, there was a buzzing sound in his head, and he was dizzy.

"Have fun?"

The man grabbed the middle-aged man's collar, looked dizzy and smiled at him, then slammed his head hard again.

"Bang!"

With a crisp sound, the middle-aged man couldn't hold on to the blankness of his head at all. After being pushed out of the car, he stood on the spot and swayed twice, before falling straight on the ground.

"Hem home shovel!"

The middle-aged man in the car behind looked at the middle-aged man in the labor insurance suit who suddenly fell down with blood on his face, cursed in a low voice, and reached out to touch the big black star in his pocket:

"Can't even a woman solve it?!"

He opened the car door and walked straight down, pulling the bolt and loading the gun while walking, walking very fast.

"Grass!"

The man in the hard hat saw the middle-aged man with the gun appearing in the rearview mirror, and cursed in a low voice:
"Damn it, it seems that this money is not easy to earn."

Immediately, he immediately took off his seat belt, and slowly opened the door and backed out of the car with a blind spot stuck in his sight.

"Bang bang bang!"

The middle-aged man walked to the side of the car and pointed his gun at the car, pulled the trigger and fired indiscriminately. After a few shots, he came to the side of the car and looked inside. The car was empty, and his eyes froze for a moment.

Counted!
At this moment.

"boom!"

Suddenly there was a gunshot from the green belt on the right side of the road, followed by a large number of plainclothes swarming out from both sides.

"Don't move!"

Song Zijie, who led the team, took the lead, fired a . into the sky, and then pointed at the man holding the gun:

"Send, don't move, put down the gun!"

"Put down the gun!"

The other guys pointed at the middle-aged man with a . in their hands, and surrounded the middle-aged man in an instant.

After hesitating briefly for a few seconds, the middle-aged man let go of the big black star in his right hand, dropped it to the ground, and raised his hands skillfully:
"I surrender Sir, don't shoot, don't shoot!"

"Oh!"

Song Zijie swung the muzzle of the gun and pulled the trigger directly. The . muzzle was sprayed with flames, and the middle-aged body trembled and sat down on the ground.

rear.

There was a sound of collision, and the tire of the driver who was trying to escape was shot by . and the tire exploded. He lost control and hit the side of the road. He was dragged off the car and pressed to the ground by the swarming police officers.

"So scared?!"

Song Zijie put away his pistol and inserted it into the holster on his waist, his movements were chic: "How dare you take out a gun if you are so afraid of death? Pounce on the street."

"you"

"I am Song Zijie, Senior Inspector of the Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station. You are suspected of homicide and possess illegal firearms. I want to arrest you now."

"Copy it!"

Song Zijie waved his hand, motioned for the man to go up and handcuff him, and looked at the man in the helmet hiding in the front of the Benz car:
"Okay, come out, it's okay."

Front of the car.

A Miao, who was wearing a helmet, came out, took off the buckle of the helmet she was wearing, and shook her hair: "Sir Song, why don't you play like this? If you come out a little later, just collect the corpse for me."

Ah Miao is now the security captain of the reinstallation security, and has been assigned to take charge of today's mission.

"Isn't this here?"

Song Zijie bared his teeth and shrugged his shoulders innocently: "I never thought that this Pujie dared to shoot near the pier, and he wasn't afraid of the nearby police."

"Humph."

A Miao curled her lips, and without talking nonsense to Song Zijie, she stepped to the middle-aged man in labor insurance clothing who was held down.

The middle-aged man in the labor insurance suit has already woken up. Looking at A Miao, who is holding the helmet in his right hand and stroking it with his left hand, he has an expression of dissatisfaction, and the blood in his nostrils has solidified.

Judging by his state, it must be that something went wrong when he was hit by A Miao several times in a row just now, and the concussion must not escape.

"how?"

A Miao squinted at the middle-aged man in the labor insurance uniform: "You seem unconvinced by your expression?!"

He raised his hand and patted the red helmet in his hand, and his voice was clear and loud: "Who the hell doesn't wear a helmet for assassination? We wear helmets. If you don't wear a helmet, whoever loses if you don't lose."

instead.

His eyes fell on the middle-aged man in charge of the assassination operation: "Are you a little curious, watching Ah Zhen and the others get into this car and follow them all the way, but in the end it turned into me?"

"Assassination is very brain-intensive, so use your brain more in everything."

He raised his hand and nodded his head: "Do you still remember the car that forcibly merged and jumped into the queue before? It deliberately turned away from you, and when you followed up again, the car had already lost its package, stupid line."

"Okay, you guys are good enough!"

The doubts in the middle-aged man's heart were resolved, and he gritted his teeth unwillingly: "Winners and losers are willing to gamble and lose, and I will accept the loss, but it is impossible to ask something from me."

"take away."

Song Zijie waved his hand, he was too lazy to listen to his nonsense, and motioned for the buddy to take him down: "Thanks for your hard work, there is no problem at all on our side, and the task has been successfully completed. I don't know what is going on with Dongguanzi and the others."

"Go first."

A Miao spread her hands and waved at Song Zijie: "Don't forget to give me a good citizen award, and bonuses, remember to apply for me."

"no problem."

Song Zijie bared his teeth and laughed.

the other side.

Outside the community where Lao Xiang's family is located, a black car was stuck at the intersection and stopped side by side. The car windows were covered with dark car film, and the inside could not be seen clearly.

Two men wearing peaked caps and masks were sitting in the back seat. Both of them were dressed uniformly, both wearing a large black coat. They sat on the seats with their hands in their pockets, and looked at the exit of the community in front of them expressionlessly.

The driver was sitting in the driver's seat, with a phone in one hand, and his eyes were also fixed on the gate of the community.

Their goal is to be old.

"Depend on."

The man in the back seat raised his hand to look at his watch, and muttered, "What's the matter, I haven't come out for so long, I don't think it's better than this, let's go directly to the community and arrest him to call it a day."

"No."

The driver glanced at the inside rearview mirror, and directly retorted: "This community is huge. If you don't get it done all at once, and Lao Xiang is so familiar with it, if he wants to run away, it will definitely be bad for us."

"The benefactor said to wait at the door and wait at the door. What's the hurry?"

"Humph."

The man snorted coldly and didn't answer.

Cai Yuanqi Villa.

Cai Yuanqi sat on the balcony with his legs crossed, holding a burning cigar in his left hand, and resting his right hand on the table, lighting his fingers rhythmically on the table.

"Almost?"

Cai Yuanqi frowned, and turned to look at the assistant standing aside.

"almost."

The assistant raised his hand and looked at his watch: "If there is no accident, it should be done by now, and they should already be on their way back."

"Um"

Cai Yuanqi replied angrily and did not speak again.

If there is no accident, there will be an accident.

Just then.

Cai Yuanqi's mobile phone on the table rang, and the internal line of the police force called: "Something happened."

"Old Xiang's wife Azhen and children were not in the car. There were other people in the car. Song Zijie from Tsim Sha Tsui led someone to hold them down."

"The person has been taken back to the Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station."

The voice on the phone was very hasty, and he hung up the phone immediately after speaking in a fiery manner.

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Cai Yuanqi's expression froze, and his face became more or less stiff. After a few seconds, he turned his head expressionlessly to look at the assistant standing aside.

He didn't have any expression on his face, just looking at the assistant like this, those eyes were full of menace, and they were extremely cold.

The assistant was a little dazed, looking at Cai Yuanqi who was staring at him blankly, his hair felt numb for a moment, and a bad premonition struck:
"What. What's the situation?"

The assistant was under a lot of pressure, and his tone of voice trembled, and even his breathing became a little less, and he didn't dare to breathe.

"Didn't give you money?!"

Cai Yuanqi's eyes widened a little, staring at the assistant and repeating: "I didn't give you the money, did I?"

"."

The assistant swallowed a mouthful of saliva, nodded first, and then shook his head in a clever way: "No, no! Yes, a lot!"

"Then why the hell did it happen?!"

Cai Yuanqi slapped the table, panting heavily: "Who the hell did you find to do this? Ah Zhen's mother and son were not in the car at all, there was someone else in the car!"

"No one is fucking in the car, how did they follow? They don't know if they are replaced?"

"do not know?!!"

"!"

The assistant trembled, and his legs went limp and he fell to the ground.

"Grass!"

Cai Yuanqi grabbed the assistant's collar with his right hand and dragged him to him. He picked up the glass ashtray on the table and threw it on his head.

"waste!"

"idiot!"

"You trash!"

"Boom!"

The stiff glass ashtray was instantly stained red, and blood spattered and splattered and slid down the assistant's face.

around.

Watching this scene, the two subordinates unconsciously took two steps back.

"Boom."

Cai Yuanqi put the blood-stained ashtray on the carpet, and growled in a low voice: "Get rid of Lao Xiang directly, kill him directly!"