Hong Kong General: Hongxing 49 Zai, step on Liang Kun to get a job

Although Hong Kong Island now has weapons, it is still very difficult to obtain a complete set of new ones.

This dark room contained enough equipment for at least thirty people. It was quite an exaggeration.

It would be an understatement to say that he had moved the armory here. Zhou Shengpeng smiled. He really hadn't moved the armory here.

This was only a small part. In his space, there were still a large number of firearms, enough to arm an entire company.

The container of system rewards was completely filled to the brim. This was nothing.

"Jimmy, you can also pick up a pistol for self-defense. As for the others, all firearms must be handed in after the mission is completed."

After Zhou Shengpeng's instructions, everyone started to carefully select their weapons. Soon, everyone had chosen the weapons they wanted.

Twelve people, four assault rifles, six submachine guns, a shotgun, and a Barrett.

When Greyhound first used a firearm, he chose the simplest shotgun, which was powerful at close range and easy to operate.

Feiji, on the other hand, clings to the Barrett with great affection. Zhou Shengpeng is speechless. There's no need for a sniper in this operation.

What's more, at this stage, the aircraft had not been trained and could not even aim at people with a sniper.

This operation is not too dangerous. Zhou Shengpeng sent Greyhound and Airplane, who have rarely touched firearms, to the battlefield just to hone their skills in actual combat.

Next, he will give these men rigorous firearms shooting training.

According to his plan, he would soon face a more difficult task, so this time he would just treat it as an appetizer to let them have a taste.

"This time we're going to Silly Tai's house to arrest someone. It's all close combat. What do you want to do with a sniper?"

"With such a big sniper and such a big target, do you want to retire in Stanley?"

Feiji was scolded by Zhou Shengpeng, his face flushed, and he could only reluctantly put down the Barrett and replace it with a lighter Black Star.

"This is a covert operation at night, so try not to reveal your identities. Everyone can familiarize themselves with the terrain first."

At Zhou Shengpeng's command, everyone packed up their chosen weapons and retreated.

At night, in Huayuan Community, at Sha Laotai's house, several people sat at the coffee table, all of them Sha Laotai's confidants.

"At this point, there's still no news of Kunpeng's death. Ayi's operation must have failed."

Silly Tai raised the watch on his hand, looked at the time, and already had an idea in his mind.

He looked at his top horse, Fat Jia.

"Fat Jia, is it okay for me to help Big Brother kill someone?"

Fat Jia nodded: "No problem, Boss, I'll hang whoever you want me to hang."

"Kill off Kunpeng." said Sha Lao Tai.

When he heard Kunpeng's name, Fat Jia hesitated and did not respond immediately.

After all, the gangs say that this guy has miraculous skills. Moreover, the little brother sent by silly old Tai failed to do it and his whereabouts are unknown. It is likely that he is in great danger.

Seeing Fatty Jia hesitate, Silly Tai said, "I know it's too difficult to kill Kunpeng with your strength."

As he spoke, Silly Old Tai pulled out an oil-paper bag from his arms. He opened it, revealing a handful of black stars, and said, "But if you take this, Kunpeng will be helpless."

"You're responsible for killing Kunpeng. I'll have my men raid Kunpeng's base, Pengcheng Daily Chemicals. This time, we'll definitely be successful."

Fat Jia picked up the Black Star with embarrassment: "Boss, it's not right for societies to use firearms between each other, right?"

"If Hongxing knew we used firearms, it would probably cause a dispute within the society."

If conflicts between communities can be reconciled, they usually just have a toast and the two sides resolve the issue amicably.

If reconciliation is not possible, then a horse race will be held. Horse racing is usually done with knives, not firearms.

Firstly, using firearms would make it easy for the police to target them. Secondly, the casualties would be too great, and the resettlement expenses would bankrupt the bosses.

Therefore, there is an unwritten rule in Hong Kong Island that firearms are generally not used.

But powerful societies don't care about these rules. For example, Zhongxinyi, Liansheng, and Hongxing all have their own arsenals.

If it really came to that, firearms would still be used. It was only because groups like Hetu, which were already fragmented, were worried that the firearms issue would provoke an all-out war against them by the Hongxing that they were hesitant.

"Ayi, just do your job. I've already found a scapegoat. You don't have to worry about that." Silly Old Tai comforted him, then pushed Black Star towards Ayi.

Ayi was actually not very willing in his heart. The other uncles, the hall master, and the red sticks all didn't want to offend Kunpeng, but Silly Tai was ambitious and had to provoke him.

He was still a little worried. While he was hesitating, there was a knock on the door.

"Who is it?" Silly Old Tai asked casually.

"Property management, check the water meter." A muffled voice came from outside.

Silly Old Tai was just about to get up and open the door when he suddenly realized that this was not the right time to check the water meter.

"Damn, this is a trap." Silly Old Tai reacted quickly and immediately picked up the Black Star on the table, loaded his gun, and pointed it at the door.

"Bang." The door was kicked open. A coat flew in.

Silly Old Tai's first reaction was to attack the coat. However, when the people in the room were attracted by the coat.

Greyhound, Airplane, Shorty and a few others, with their heads and faces covered, instantly picked up the firearms in their hands and rushed in.

Short Leg Seven was experienced and had good marksmanship, and he hit Sha Lao Tai's arm with one shot.

"Ah." The black star in Silly Old Tai's hand fell to the ground with a scream.

Greyhound stepped forward and kicked away. At the same time, the four men pulled the triggers of their firearms.

"Bang, bang, bang." The bullets were fired from the muzzle and passed through the silencer. In just a few seconds, the whole room was like a Shura hell.

After just a few muffled groans, they were all defeated and blood was all over the ground.

Short Leg Seven checked Silly Old Tai's confidants and shot them twice more to make sure they were dead.

He walked over to Greyhound and Airplane and controlled Silly Old Tai. Airplane used his foot to firmly hold Silly Old Tai who was struggling.

At this time, his arm had been shot, his face was pale, and he was stepped on by the plane, completely unable to move. Above his head were several black gun muzzles.

"My dear fellows, if you are seeking wealth, I have a good sum of money in the safe. I will take you there to get it."

Silly Tai thought the masked people were robbers and begged.

"Bang." What responded to Silly Old Tai was a bullet that pierced his thigh.

Silly Old Tai squealed like a pig in pain. These robbers were too domineering. Besides, Hong Kong Island was so unstable now. They were fully armed and their equipment was too advanced.

"Bang." Another shot hit Silly Old Tai's lower abdomen.

Feiji looked at Shorty with an apologetic look on his face. Both of his shots missed the vital point. It was really a disaster.

"Good men, we are all here to seek wealth. I am old now, please do not torture me like this. I will give you all my property."

Silly Tai looked desperate. Could his shooting skills be any less accurate?

Short-legged Seven glanced at the plane and said nothing. After all, it was the other party's first time using a gun, and his technique was unfamiliar, so it was normal for him to make mistakes.

"Bang, bang." Short Leg Seven skillfully shot Silly Old Tai in the heart and head without saying a word.

Clean and decisive. Silly Tai didn't know who killed him until his death. A puzzled look remained on his face, and he died with his eyes wide open.

A few minutes later, Greyhound found the safe in the house and retrieved the key from the secret compartment in the adjacent cabinet.

They opened the safe, which was filled with 10 million Hong Kong dollars and a lot of gold and silver. All of it was the hard work of Silly Old Tai.

Greyhound quickly put all the money into the bag, and then everyone started to deal with the scene.

The lights in Silly Tai's house went out, and there was nothing left in the house except bloodstains.

Not long after, a maintenance truck drove out of the Huayuan residential complex. Half an hour later, it was on a cargo ship near the sea.

Greyhound, Airplane, and Shorty pushed the oil drum filled with cement into the sea.

"Damn it, Pu's mother, these corpses are so heavy, it's more troublesome to deal with them than to kill them."

Greyhound cursed as he watched the oil drum sink rapidly to the bottom.

Then he called Zhou Shengpeng and said, "Boss, Silly Old Tai and his henchmen have gone down to become water ghosts. They have paid 1000 million for the journey. We are returning now."

At the same time, Silly Old Tai's several bars and places.

Inside the bustling place, the Fiery Thorn Commandos were fully armed.

"Bang." A shot was fired directly at the ceiling.

"Ah." A shrill scream rang out. Without saying a word, all the sensible people ran out tumbling and crawling.

They have firearms, so if we just force them, we won't be able to defeat them. The remaining dwarf mules that resisted desperately were killed with just two shots.

There was a flurry of activity in the remaining place of Silly Old Tai, and it was completely cleared out in less than half an hour.

Then, the Fiery Thorn Commando quickly withdrew. After the area was cleaned up, Zhou Shengpeng's men happened to pass by and took control of the situation. Everything was done neatly and efficiently.