Hong Kong General: I have a lot of vests

The Seraph above my head was not very professional. I don't know how he climbed to the tenth floor. Unfortunately, there was no fulcrum above the tenth floor of the Mane Center, and the Seraph was stuck in the middle, unable to go up or down.

"Nephew! Save me!"

Huang Xiao heard the familiar voice, it was Li Wenbin, he was even more speechless, today was not only a team building at Wan Chai Police Station, but also a family gathering.

My uncle is here, my uncle is here too, I don’t know if there’s anyone else here.

Huang Xiao had no choice but to use "Kun Fist: Lao Kun Climbs the Tree" to climb to the tenth floor and pull Li Wenbin down.

"Thank you, nephew. If it weren't for you, I would be so embarrassed! People who don't know me would think I'm a part-time thief."

At this time, Li Wenbin was still very young and far from being the deputy director of operations.

After a discussion, they decided to find a place to have a midnight snack before deciding who would assassinate the old Japanese.

At Huang Xiao's residence, several people sat together with Hong Kong-style hot pot in the middle, eating and chatting.

Huang Xiao first asked Li Wenbin what his plan was. Li Wenbin said to use a detonator to kill the old devil, and then throw down the Seraph card.

I asked Huang Bingyao and others again, and Huang Bingyao said that he used a modified gun to kill the Japanese devils.

"Damn! Didn't you guys check the information? The old devil Zong Ben has set up a revenge fund. Anyone who can avenge him can get 100 million US dollars!"

Huang Bingyao and the others looked at each other in bewilderment. They really hadn't thought of this. One hundred million US dollars was enough to attract killers from all over the world. By then, not only would the Seraphim be in trouble, but even the Hong Kong police would face tremendous pressure.

Huang Xiao threw out a mainland ID card with "Chen Qingquan" written on it and a middle-aged bald and wretched man in the portrait. Huang Bingyao and others were confused.

"You guys wait first!"

Huang Xiao went into the bedroom, changed into the "Batman Bruce Hearn" suit and walked out.

Huang Bingyao was horrified. When did his nephew hide an old man? And he was wearing a perverted suit? Could his nephew be a psychopath?

"Hello everyone, I'm Chen Qingquan, you can call me Batman!"

The voice was still Huang Xiao's. Huang Bingyao breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out to be a disguise, just a little more realistic. However, his nephew's methods had always been weird, so everyone was used to it.

Huang Xiao took out a few more documents and pointed them out to everyone one by one:

"This is the registration certificate for the Killer Association. I asked Chen Haonan to get it."

"This is the Swiss bank account opening information. I opened it in the name of Chen Qingquan."

"This is Eiji Manemoto, the old devil's grandson, and his figure is 80% similar to mine!"

Huang Bingyao and others were completely confused. If you want to kill someone, just kill them. Why make so many preparations?

Huang Xiao explained the whole story, which was that he wanted to kill people and take money, with the main message being "I want it all".

Huang Xiao first assassinated the old Japanese in the name of Seraph, and then tracked down the murderer in the image of the killer "Chen Qingquan". The scapegoat was Eiji Musemoto, who happened to be in Hong Kong Island recently.

In the Japanese Empire, it was popular for the weak to overthrow the strong. In order to seize the family power, the grandson Eiji Zongben disguised himself as a Seraph to assassinate his grandfather, the old Zongben. This plot is reasonable and in line with the characteristics of the Japanese Empire.

"I want the money, and I want to kill the people! I want them all! I will kill the old devils! Who is in favor? Who is against?"

Huang Xiao summarized the action plan and asked for everyone's opinions.

"I object!!!" Li Wenbin was the first to jump up. Huang Xiao almost couldn't control his hand and slapped Li Wenbin in the face.

Li Wenbin continued, "My nephew, I also want to kill the devils, and I also want to make progress!"

Huang Xiao: "Look? Are you anxious again? Let's just leave it at that this time, and next time, I will definitely do it next time!"

Huang Bingyao and his companions did not object, and felt as if “the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves in front of them, and the waves in front of them are flattened on the beach.”

"No more eating, let's go!"

Huang Bingyao stood up and turned to leave, and so did Lu Qichang and Chen Guozhong.

Huang Xiao stretched out his hand and waved like Erkang: "Stop! You haven't finished eating yet? There are still vegetables left to eat."

Huang Bingyao and his companions left, their backs looking desolate, as if an autumn wind was blowing.

Li Wenbin was thick-skinned enough to stay where he was, muttering, "Add me one, add me one, I don't want any money, I don't want any share!"

Finally, Huang Xiao had no choice but to agree to let Li Wenbin be responsible for the vehicles. The three cars had already been seen today and were not suitable for use again.

Li Wenbin patted his chest and promised that he would get a black car tomorrow.

"Uncle, remember, don't mess with Mazda!"

"why?"

“Because of the traffic jam.”

The next day, the fifth day of the first lunar month, at twelve o'clock in the evening.

Li Wenbin drove Huang Xiao to the back alley of the Zongben Center. Huang Xiao successfully entered the ventilation duct, climbed to the tenth floor, and then took the elevator to the top floor.

The top floor is the presidential suite, where the old devils usually have fun.

Huang Xiao easily dealt with a dozen or so bodyguards and arrived at the old Japanese's door, but a huge bulletproof glass blocked his way.

The old Japanese soldier was still strong and healthy, and was served by two beautiful women in kimonos. He did not react excessively when he saw Huang Xiao wearing a Seraph suit.

"Yoshi~~What do you do?"

The old devil's Chinese is not bad, but he has a disgusting Japanese accent.

Huang Xiao deliberately imitated the old devil's accent: "The work of the Watasi killer, you, are dead today!"

The old devil thought it was someone sent by a rival family, and promised:

"Bagayalo! How much they gave you! I will work twice as hard! There is an old saying in the Dragon Country, which goes, he who knows the current situation is a hero!"

Huang Xiao continued to argue: "Your conscience is broken. I am a warrior of the Great Japanese Empire! How dare you insult me with gold notes!"

Bang~~

Huang Xiao fired a shot, but the bullet got stuck on the glass and did not penetrate.

The old devil laughed loudly: "You are working with a broken brain! This is the most advanced bulletproof glass of the Lighthouse Country!"

Huang Xiao no longer paid any attention to the old Japanese soldier and fired one shot after another at the glass. The bullets hit the same place, and the bulletproof glass was covered with spider-web-like cracks.

The old devil was no longer calm, "Ah sell the road! No! Ah sell the disc!"

Bang~~

Another shot, and the bulletproof glass shattered completely!

Huang Xiao walked towards the old Japanese soldier step by step, with the muzzle of the gun always pointed at his forehead.

The old devil begged for mercy: "Yamailu! You will not have a good ending if you kill me! I will give you money! Big gold bills! Yamailu!"

Huang Xiao fired another shot, hitting the old Japanese soldier in the crotch. The old Japanese soldier had done many evil things in his life, so a shot in the head was too easy for him.

The old devil ignored the severe pain in his crotch and continued to cry and beg: "Ah bastard! Let me go! I have shed blood for the great Japanese nation! I have worked hard for the emperor! You can't do this to me!"

Huang Xiao fired without thinking, and the bullets penetrated the old Japanese soldier's limbs. The two beauties in kimono screamed and hid aside.

Bang~~~

The old devil was shot in the chest.

"I have 100 million US dollars in revenge funds! You and the people behind you! All dead!"

Bang~~

Huang Xiao shot the old Japanese soldier in the head, and his brains flowed all over the ground like tofu brain.

He threw down a Seraph card and turned away.