Starting out as a drug dealer in 1988

"What's going on?" Zhou Chen looked nervously through the rear window and asked with a puzzled look on his face.

Guard Qian said anxiously, "I don't know either! The gunman seems to have left. Should we chase him back?"

The two of them didn't know that the gunman had no bullets left in his gun, and being sandwiched between two cars, the gunman knew he had no chance of winning, so he chose to leave.

"Let's go, let's leave here first."

Hearing that the gunman had left, Zhao Wenhao finally breathed a sigh of relief and slowly raised his head from his lying position.

He had no choice but to let his men fight back because he was forced into it.

Now that the gunman has left, Zhao Wenhao doesn't want to cause any more trouble. What he hopes most is to return to the hotel safely.

At this moment, he couldn't be sure whether Zhou Xiaoyu would send more people to assassinate him. Therefore, he had to be cautious and not be careless.

Zhao Wenhao knows very well that he is not alone and shoulders many important responsibilities and missions.

At this time, Zhou Chen's voice broke the silence: "Mr. Zhao, that silver Toyota sedan is parked over there!"

Zhou Chen was filled with resentment, his eyes fixed on the vehicle in the distance.

Zhao Wenhao followed his gaze and saw that the car that had been following him was parked quietly on the side of the road.

Zhou Chen's eyes flashed with a desire to fight, and he asked anxiously: "Boss Zhao, do you want to go up and kill them?"

He was ready for a fierce conflict.

However, Zhao Wenhao took a deep breath and tried hard to suppress his inner impulse.

He understood that now was not the time to act on impulse.

"Let's go. Every wrong has its perpetrator. There's no point in getting into a fight with these thugs for now."

Then he turned to look at Cheng Gong, patted him on the shoulder, and signaled him to drive away from this troubled place.

Although he appeared calm on the surface, Zhao Wenhao was eager to fight back against the attackers deep down.

After all, what happened today was humiliating to him, and anger was burning in his heart.

But reason told him that he needed to act with caution. The reality was complex and changeable, and putting it into practice was not easy.

They had been running along the road at an astonishing speed, and they had no idea how many red lights they had run through.

Moreover, the situation on Guard Qian's side is also very dangerous. He just knocked one of the gunmen away, and the gunman's life or death is currently unknown.

If nothing unexpected happens, the police will definitely arrive at the scene soon, and they may even be on the way.

Therefore, it is not a wise choice to fight with those gangsters at this time.

What's more, the real mastermind behind the scenes is Zhou Xiaoyu. If he is not eliminated, similar troubles will come in the future.

It’s really not worth it to confront these thugs head-on now.

Seeing that Zhao Wenhao stopped talking, although Zhou Chen was very unwilling, he finally decided to obey the order.

So, the two cars quickly restarted and drove away.

The silver Toyota sedan in the distance did not continue to follow them this time, but turned around and chose to leave.

...........................

"What? Two assassins couldn't kill them? Trash, a bunch of trash. Du San, is this the top assassin you're looking for?"

Zhou Xiaoyu was so angry that his face turned ashen, his whole body was shaking, his eyes were flashing with anger, and he almost slapped Du San in the face.

His voice was filled with disappointment and anger, as if it was going to devour Du San.

"Mr. Zhou, we didn't expect them to be so formidable. We were about to succeed when another of Zhao Wenhao's bodyguards suddenly rushed out and knocked one of the assassins away."

Du San lowered his head, with a hint of frustration and self-blame in his tone.

He lowered his eyes, not daring to look Zhou Xiaoyu in the eye. At that time, he was in the silver Toyota, witnessing this thrilling scene.

"Why didn't you go up to help afterwards? Why did you just let them go so easily?" Zhou Xiaoyu's voice became increasingly sharp, full of dissatisfaction with Du San and the two killers.

He clenched his fists, as if ready to punch out at any time to vent his hatred.

Especially when he thought of the humiliation inflicted on him by Zhao Wenhao, he became furious and wanted to rush out immediately to fight them.

"Mr. Zhou, it's not that we don't want to help, it's that we simply can't help." Du San raised his head, his eyes full of helplessness and anxiety.

His brows furrowed, and he explained in a heavy voice, "And someone must have called the police later. The police could be here at any moment. If we're exposed, it will definitely implicate you, Master Zhou. I can't let you get implicated!"

Zhou Xiaoyu is not a fool, he is just angry about the result.

In such a situation, he certainly didn't want to involve himself.

The killer was hired through an intermediary and had nothing to do with him. But once Du San and the others were exposed at the scene, or even caught by the police, it would not be easy for Zhou Xiaoyu to escape.

"Just let him go like that?" Zhou Xiaoyu still couldn't swallow this anger.

Du San felt a headache and hurriedly explained, "Mr. Zhou, the killer is dead. Now that things have gotten a bit out of hand, it's best for us to stop for now. There's no need to get involved. There will always be opportunities. Let's just let them go for now."

Zhou Xiaoyu was still a little angry. He spent millions of dollars to hire two so-called top killers, but in the end, the task was not accomplished and one of them was killed.

"Forget it, this time I'll teach him a lesson and let him know how powerful I am. I think that bastard Zhao Wenhao will be scared away and rush back to the mainland tomorrow. I don't know when he will come next time, but next time, I will definitely let him have a good taste of my power."

Zhou Xiaoyu was comforting himself in his heart while speaking.

He was also glad that he didn't know that it was Zhao Wenhao and his men who damaged his thumb, otherwise the hatred would be even deeper.

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"Bang bang bang..." There was a knock on the door.

Around midnight, there was a knock on the door of Zhao Wenhao's hotel suite.

At this time, Zhao Wenhao and others had just returned to the hotel.

Hearing a knock on the door, Zhao Wenhao said to the other end of the phone, "Lawyer Sun, there's a knock on the door. I suspect it's the police. Please handle this matter as soon as possible."

"Mr. Zhao, please rest assured. As soon as you called me, I arranged for someone to call the police. If it is confirmed now that the police have come to your door, they may take you back to the police station. You don't have to say anything. Wait for me to arrive and then attend the hearing."

Sun Zhaoming on the other end of the phone gave his suggestions.

"Ok, I know."

Zhao Wenhao replied and then hung up the phone.

The knocking sound was still going on at this time. Zhao Wenhao nodded to Guard Qian and asked him to open the door.

"Oh!"

Just as Guard Qian opened the door, a group of policemen suddenly pushed the door open and rushed in.

Not only that, they were fully armed and had pistols in their hands.

"Hold still, put your hands up! We are the Royal Hong Kong Police!"