Hong Kong General: I am the leader of Hongxing, I just want to make money

Chapter 9 Ma Haotian: Ah Wei, let’s meet at the old place

At No. 80 Waterloo Road, Ho Man Tin, in front of Pui Ching Primary School, the sunlight shines softly on the ground, as if covering the building with a layer of golden gauze and adding a warm halo.

Qin Fan stood by the road, like a proud pine tree, with a straight and firm posture. His sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes were full of determination and tenderness.

Today he is wearing simple casual clothes, a white shirt with light blue jeans, simple yet fashionable. However, even with such a simple outfit, it is still difficult to conceal his unique temperament, as if he has an invisible charm that attracts the attention of people around him.

The school bell rang out, breaking the quietness of the afternoon. The bell sounded like a string of cheerful notes, dancing in the air. A group of primary school students rushed out of the school gate like cheerful little birds, their laughter and cheers instantly filled the whole street, their schoolbags bounced on their backs, full of energy.

Qin Fan, with a warm smile on his face, patiently helped the primary school students cross the road. He carefully held each of their small hands, which were large and warm, bringing endless sense of security to the children.

"Children, don't be anxious, walk slowly." Qin Fan's voice was gentle and kind, like a spring breeze, gently brushing past the children's ears.

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Qin Fan's heart moved, and he thought to himself: "I'll go after tonight." A hint of anticipation and excitement flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure and continued to concentrate on escorting the children across the road.

At this time, his cell phone rang, and the crisp ringtone seemed particularly abrupt in the busy street. Qin Fan took out his mobile phone and answered it.

"Mr. Qin, I would like to invite you to a talk show on TV. Are you willing?" Luo Zuer's clear and sweet voice came from the receiver, like a clear mountain stream, pleasant to the ears. Every word seemed to carry a jumping note, full of vitality and expectation.

Qin Fan readily agreed, his voice firm and powerful: "Okay, I'm honored to have such an opportunity."

Deep Water Bay, located east of Nanlang Mountain, is like a shining pearl hidden in a bustling city. It is quieter than Repulse Bay and far away from the hustle and bustle of the city.

The area has the largest golf course on Hong Kong Island, with green grass and picturesque scenery. The vast lawn is like a green ocean, and when the breeze blows, the grass waves roll gently, which is beautiful. This is Hong Kong's top luxury residential area and the main area where Hong Kong's wealthy people live.

One of the villas, named Luo Family Villa, is shaded by green trees and filled with the fragrance of flowers. The green branches and leaves sway gently in the breeze, as if whispering the story of the years. The colorful flowers compete with each other in beauty, emitting bursts of charming fragrance.

On the grass in the garden, Luo Zuer, wearing a pink dress, put down her mobile phone and danced. The hem of her dress swayed lightly with her movements, like pink waves rippling in the wind. Her delicate face was flushed with excitement, like a ripe apple.

"Cousin, Qin Fan agreed to participate in the TV talk show!" Luo Zuer's cheerful voice echoed in the garden, with the liveliness and innocence unique to a girl.

Inspector Ma Haotian of the Mong Kok Anti-Drug Team stood on the balcony of the villa. He was tall, muscular, and his broad shoulders seemed to be able to carry all the burdens.

Hearing his cousin's words, he frowned slightly, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes. "Zhu'er, Qin Fan is just a young and dangerous man, you should not be too fond of him." Ma Haotian's voice was low and serious, full of suspicion and vigilance towards Qin Fan.

Luo Zuer stopped, pouted her bright red lips, and said dissatisfiedly: "Cousin, how can you say that? Qin Fan has done so many good things. He is different from other gangsters."

Ma Haotian shook his head and said, "Joey, you are not very experienced in the world and don't know how complicated this is. The world of young and dangerous people is full of darkness and danger. His current behavior may just be a disguise."

Luo Zuer turned her head away stubbornly, no longer paying attention to Ma Haotian, and secretly decided to make her cousin change his view of Qin Fan. She firmly believed in her intuition and believed that Qin Fan was a person worthy of trust and appreciation.

Ma Haotian frowned unhappily, walked into the room, and made a phone call: "Awei, let's meet, the old place"

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On the Haojiang side, the night was as dark as ink, thickly covering the streets and alleys. On the deserted streets, only a few dim street lamps emitted a weak light. The lights swayed in the darkness, as if they would be swallowed by the darkness at any time.

Sha Qiang, Wu Ge and his group walked hurriedly on the narrow street. Their footsteps were particularly clear in the quiet night. Everyone had a nervous and uneasy look on their faces, and their eyes were vigilantly scanning the surroundings. The dim light made their figures distorted and weird, as if they were a group of ghosts from the dark world.

What they didn't know was that Big Boss B, who had been authorized by Jiang Tiansheng, had sent someone to inform Sang Biao, and they had teamed up with Sang Biao to set up an ambush. At this moment, he was hiding in a dark corner, staring at Sha Qiang, Wu Ge and others, holding a cold machete in his hand, and his heart was full of murderous intent. The machete flashed a cold light under the dim light, which made people shudder.

"Kill!" With a roar, a group of people holding machetes rushed out like wolves. Their faces were hideous, and their eyes revealed madness and greed, as if they were a group of wild beasts that had lost their minds.

Wu Ge fought hard, waving his machete and shouting, "We've been betrayed!" His voice echoed in the night sky, full of anger and indomitable will. But he was outnumbered and fell to the ground, blood splattered everywhere. His body twitched on the ground, and his eyes gradually lost their luster.

Sha Qiang looked at the scene in horror, his heart filled with despair. He ran for his life, his steps staggering and flustered. His heartbeat quickened rapidly, his breathing became rapid, and he could almost hear his own heartbeat echoing in his ears.

Just when Big Boss B was feeling proud, a dark shadow appeared like a ghost. Luo Tianhong held an eight-sided Han sword in his hand, his eyes as cold as ice. He was agile, like a nimble cheetah, and rushed into the crowd in an instant.

His movements were clean and neat, and each sword carried a deadly threat. The eight-sided Han sword in his hand was like a flash of lightning, streaking across the dark night sky. Soon, he not only took care of the people present, but also captured Big Boss B alive.

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(End of this chapter)