Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 397, Section 173: It's Hard to Guard Against a Thief Within Your Own Family (Part Two)

(A typhoon in December is a special phenomenon, but heavy snow in April was truly unexpected. Ah Xian got up early in the morning, drew back the curtains, and was shocked to find it was snowing heavily!)
(Also, Ah Xian is single, not divorced!)
“Miss Ruan Wen, there are only five days left until the auction. You still have one item that has not arrived at the warehouse. There are 48 hours left. If the last item is not delivered to the warehouse within 24 hours, Miss Duffy will win.”

The man with the hooked nose was the accountant in the Kreigis family office. He first gave Ruan Wen, who was sitting in a chair, a friendly reminder before sitting down, taking out his black-rimmed glasses from his pocket, and reviewing the documents that were submitted.

Ruan Wen did not answer. She held a glass of wine in her hand and gently swirled it, trying to make the aged wine taste more mellow.

The accountant mentioned Miss Duffy, who was sitting opposite Nguyen Van, enjoying red wine with her sister.

The goods listed in the document, including their weight, body fat percentage, and other indicators, were below the warning line for adult males, but still barely met the requirements for goods. The information in this document was very comprehensive, even including the conversation where Eight-Faced Buddha bribed Holland Boy to escape.

The most important thing for a human-shaped cargo is to be conscious. If it is conscious, it can speak out about its innermost thoughts.

After finalizing the documents, the accountant signed his name in the supervisor's blank space, picked up a wooden stamp from his desk, and stamped the documents with the family crest.

The coat of arms of the Cligis family testifies to the family's former power. The Cligis family originated from the Lorraine family, which was an electorate, the most important duchy in the Holy Roman Empire, and a ducal family.

As a branch of the Lorraine family, the Giese family also possesses a gold shield (symbolizing wealth and holiness) with a red diagonal stripe (symbolizing courage) and three silver swallows (symbolizing loyalty and agility) on the stripe.

As a branch, the Geese family added a red border and a small diamond pattern to distinguish it.

As leaders of the Catholic League, the Guise family participated in every Crusade, hence the family crest features a cross permitted by the Pope, while the sword and scepter represent military and political authority.

The Scottish red lion and thistle motif on the emblem symbolizes the marriage alliance with the Scottish royal family.

As a branch of the extinct Giese family, the Kyliegis family possesses all of these features, except that an additional diamond-shaped shield frame is added to the outside of the golden shield, and a French bee and an Austro-Hungarian double-headed eagle stand upright on the head of the Scottish red lion.

Heraldry is an essential subject for historians in Europe and North Africa because each animal, crown, scepter, cross, and globe has profound meaning.

Judging from the diamond shield and the French bee, the Cligis family was a widow's family, or rather a female family, because the coat of arms of Napoleon's widow, Empress Marie Louise, featured a diamond shield with a French bee and an Austrian double-headed eagle.

It's a rare occurrence for every generation to produce men, since Salic Law emphasizes monogamy. But it's not difficult for every generation to produce girls, unless the conceived child is inherently infertile and the husband doesn't believe it, in which case he can simply have a lover.

After all, even the most powerful cardinal cannot determine DNA or facial features; it is only based on experience and statistics, and no one can be sure whether it is a genetic mutation.

The accountant blew the ink off the document, then started the typewriter and printed out an incoming document.

"An eight-faced Buddha! Indeed very valuable, especially an eight-faced Buddha who is still conscious. Congratulations, sister!"

Duffy tilted her head, gave Nguyen a charming look, and then clinked glasses with him.

They share the same father but not the same mother. In a normal family, this wouldn't be a problem, but in the Kryghi family, women are in charge, so Nguyen Van only inherited her mother's surname and didn't receive the long-standing name Kryghi.

But Duffy is different; she inherited the Cligis surname. She is one of the six legitimate heirs of the Cligis family and a member of the Cligis Family Member Game.

"Half of the people want to get their hands on the Eight-Faced Buddha's transportation network and customer list. Half of the remaining half want the golden Buddha that records the list of Red Goose Swallows. The last small half are the people who want the Eight-Faced Buddha to shut up completely."

"The customer who sold the goods this time is very mysterious. He is an S-level customer. This is the first time I have ever come into contact with an S-level customer."

Ruan Wen sighed. As her paternal sister, she was assigned an S-level client by her family from the very beginning of the game, but as an outsider, she could only start from the scraps.

"Beautiful and kind sister, I heard that you found a low-life hoodlum as your boyfriend in Hong Kong, this city of sin. What a pity!"

"If you ask me, you don't need to force yourself to participate in this boring game. After all, Countess Cligis's blood doesn't flow in your veins."

Duffy couldn't understand why her half-sister was so desperate to integrate into this family that should have been in hell long ago, and to participate in this deadly game. She knew that the business her father had given Ruan Wen was enough for her to start a brand new family.

Although this amount of money is not even a drop in the ocean for the Cligis Family Foundation.

"Da da!"

The typewriter stopped whirring, the accountant took out the typed document, read it carefully, and then placed it in front of Miss Duffy.

Picking up the signed agreement, Duffy carefully read the French terms. Since joining the game, she had seen the same agreement many times. She picked up a quill pen and wrote her full French name in her own blank space.

After signing the agreement in full French, she pushed it in front of Nguyen Van for him to check.

Ruan Wen took out his black-rimmed glasses, put them on his nose, carefully read through them, and then signed his French name on them.

The accountant, who was sitting to the side acting as a witness, saw the two young ladies finish signing their names and then signed his own name in his own column.

"Ladies, this revolver is a Manuhan MR-73. It was the first one produced in 1973. It was originally intended as a gift for the Minister of the Interior, Raymond Masselin, but the family purchased it from him."

The accountant opened the exquisite wooden box on the table, took out the Manujan MR-73 revolver, and revealed the grip of the Manujan MR-73 revolver. The number 01 on the bottom of the revolver caught the eyes of Nguyen Van and Daffy.

The Manohan MR-73 revolver, a pinnacle of French revolver manufacturing, remains unsurpassed in its military-grade precision and counter-terrorism performance. It is still considered the Rolex of revolvers, representing a perfect combination of French precision manufacturing and tactical needs.

The Manuhan MR-73 revolver can use both .57 Magnum and .38 special ammunition, and its accuracy is better than that of a sniper rifle within ten meters.

Three years ago, during the Djibouti hostage crisis, the GIGN used a Manuhan MR-73 revolver to accurately kill a terrorist from 15 meters away.

Seeing that neither of the young ladies had any objections, the accountant put the Manuhan MR-73 revolver back into the wooden box, and then took out three .38 special rounds from the box and showed them to the two young ladies.

"Miss Duffy's auction items have all been delivered to the warehouse and meet the auction standards. However, Miss Ruan is still missing one item. I must remind you once again that if the last item is not delivered to the warehouse within forty-eight hours..."

"Miss Duffy will automatically win this competition, and the prize money from this auction will automatically go into Miss Duffy's personal foundation account."

"And you, Miss Ruan Wen, will be punished because you are not the heir of the Cligis family. Therefore, in the penalty game, Russian Roulette, you will need to load two bullets."

"Ladies, I need to go and inform interested clients. Goodnight!"

The accountant had said everything he needed to say, and he left the meeting room with all the documents, the seal, and the wooden box containing the revolver.

There were no outsiders left in the meeting room, and Ruan Wen started talking. She looked at her half-sister, coughed, and sincerely praised, "They've even found the famous Buddha head from the Tianlong Mountain Grottoes! What a brilliant move!"

The Northern Qi Buddhist statues in the original Tianlongshan Grottoes were famous for their exquisite carving techniques, but more than 1,200 of them were cut off and taken away by the Japanese devils.

Tung Wah Group of Hospitals and Po Leung Kuk have always wanted to buy back the Buddha heads scattered around the world, and even if they are not sent back to the mainland, they want to put them in museums for exhibition.

The most valuable item is the head of the Shakyamuni Buddha. The Clijsters family went to great lengths to find the head and contacted Tung Wah Group of Hospitals, sending them an invitation with a starting bid of HK$3 million.

The Edo Art Museum also sent representatives, and both sides found banks and banks recognized by the Kyligis family.

According to family records, the Shakyamuni Buddha head from Tianlong Mountain is worth at least HK$13 million. Duffy set the asking price at HK$9 million, and the auction will fail if the bid does not reach HK$9 million.

"Compared to my sister, I am still far behind. The price of the Eight-Faced Buddha is HK$30 million. If nothing unexpected happens, you will win this game."

"Sorry, it's getting late, I need to get my beauty sleep!"

Duffy didn't want to continue talking to Nguyen Van. It was getting late, and with the typhoon raging outside, she decided to go back to her room and sleep.

Ruan Wen watched her sister leave the conference room, then downed the entire glass of red wine in one gulp.

Weird!
This is the answer given by my sixth sense.

Ruan Wen knew her younger sister's personality all too well; she had an extremely strong competitive spirit and would give her all in every competition, never easily admitting defeat.

However, she still has a trump card: once the last shipment arrives, she will definitely win the competition.

Thinking of this, Ruan Wen smiled slightly, placed the wine glass in his hand on the desk, and left the conference room.

Holland, sitting on the stairs, stood motionless as Ruan Wen came out, blocking his way.

"Are the seas rough?"

With just one glance, Ruan Wen could tell that Holland wanted to talk. She reached into her pocket, pulled out a folded check, and handed it to Holland as payment for his hard work.

The Dutchman took the money, glanced at the number on the check, saw a long string of zeros and was very satisfied, then stuffed the check into his pocket and replied with a smile, "The bigger the waves, the more expensive the fish!"

This was the first time Ruan Wen had heard such a saying. She made the proverb a memory and said, "We only have forty-eight hours. We must get the goods into the warehouse before the auction."

"Is everything arranged?"

Upon hearing Ruan Wen's question, Holland stood up, brushed the dust off his backside, shook his head, and replied, "It's not easy. The target is surrounded by bodyguards and henchmen; there's no way to take him away secretly."

"We need to find a way to move the bodyguards and henchmen around the target so that we can catch them like fish in a jar."

Ruan Wen nodded to indicate that she understood. She walked down the stairs, turned her head, and looked at Holland: "I know, I can't get my hands dirty. There are several groups of people in Hong Kong watching me."

"Only you can do this. Once you've got it done, I'll give you an astronomical sum of money. I've already taken care of the new identity you need. With the money and the new identity, you'll become a mysterious, low-profile young tycoon."

He agreed to the Criminal Intelligence Division's offer to work as a needleman in the waterhouse because of the money; he applied to the police academy in the Netherlands also for the money; and he joined Nguyen Van's side for the money as well.

Hearing that he would receive the money promised by Ruan Wen if he completed the task, Holland was very happy. He nodded and indicated that he would handle it.

Seeing that Holland agreed, Ruan Wen continued down the stairs towards her room.

"Dang Dang Dang"

While playing mahjong, Shenxian Jin heard the door to the private room open. He looked at Lazy Ghost Bing, who was sitting in the corner, and told his leader to open the door.

Lazy Bing quickly put down his teacup, stood up, walked to the door, opened it a crack, and seeing that it was Viper Ming, he opened the door to let the scoundrel in.

Viper Ming nodded to Lazy Ice and walked into the private room. But as soon as he stepped inside, he was choked by the smoke and started coughing. The five old smokers were gathered together, one cigarette after another, filling the room with smoke. Even with the exhaust fan running at full speed, it couldn't keep up with the five old bastards in the room.

He only dared to curse in his heart. Poisonous Snake Ming held an international express package in his hand and said with a smile, "Old Ding, there's a package for you. I brought it up since you hadn't left."

The international express box was large but lightweight. Viper Ming handed it to Lazy Ghost Ice and continued, "Old Master, while you and your uncles play cards, I've ordered shark fin soup, which will be delivered soon. May you all win more."

After flattering him, Viper Ming turned and left the private room.

Upon hearing that he had his own international courier service, Shenxian Jin turned his sign down and said to Bai Gusheng, Lan Bo, and Hua Zai Rong beside him, "I have some important business to attend to. Everyone, have a cup of tea, take a leak, and take a break."

“Didn’t Amin say that he bought shark fin soup, and everyone should drink shark fin soup first? After we finish drinking the shark fin soup, I promise I’ll come back.”

"Ah Da, you go ahead with your work, let's go take a break."

As the youngest, Wah Jai immediately spoke up, giving Shen Xian Jin a way out. After all, the outcome was already decided, and he would be partnering with Shen Xian Jin next year. Without the support of the head of the gang, he wouldn't be able to manage the lower-level gangs.

"I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry!"

Shenxian Jin didn't go home today because he was waiting for this international express delivery. He left the private room, took Lazy Ice back to the office, opened the international express box with a paper cutter, and poured all the documents inside onto his desk.

A gold invitation fell onto the table first, followed by several photocopies.

First, I picked up the invitation. Apart from some polite words, there was no signature on the invitation, only a room number.

【B11/1025】 【Mr. Wang Le, I've already arranged for you to view the room at Victoria Peak】

Having memorized all the information from the invitation, Shenxian Jin burned it and threw it into the ashtray.

After reading the invitation, he picked up several other photocopies, all of which were credit certificates from banks under the Shui Fong Group. These few sheets of paper together amounted to HK$200 million.

Shen Xianjin took out a ledger from the drawer and carefully checked the one-time codes on the credit documents.

Everything is right!
Once the codes matched, Shenxian Jin picked up a red marker and marked several large crosses on the credit certificates before picking up the phone to call Wen Gui, who was far away in Singapore.

"toot toot"

"Who is it? Ah Jin?"

Wen Gui's voice sounded very tired. His uremia had reached the late stage, and he had gone from twice a week to four times a week. Dialysis was extremely taxing on his health, and each session took four hours. After dialysis, he didn't even have the strength to speak.

In fact, Wen Gui had already found a kidney donor, but his attending physician did not recommend surgery because this legendary dialysis doctor was already very old and might die on the operating table. It would be better to rely on dialysis to maintain his condition and take it one day at a time.

"Uncle Gui, this is Ajin. I received the package, and the voucher codes are all correct. Should I transfer the payment to Yinlu?"

Knowing that Wen Gui was unwell, Shen Xianjin simply explained the situation and awaited Wen Gui's decision.

"Ah Jin, you've already taken over, so it's your decision now."

"This is the first time I've dealt with these Frenchmen, and I don't really know what they're up to. But if we can close this deal, the water shop will have another avenue to explore in the future. However, these Frenchmen are run by a madwoman, so you'd better be careful."

"I have received a reply from the messenger. The mission has been completed. I have already deposited the amount due to the patrol horse into HSBC. You can give it to him directly. From now on, you will be in charge. Such a talented person must be treated with sincerity and kindness."

"It doesn't matter if the source is unclear, as long as they take the money, they're one of us."

"At this auction, no matter what's up for auction, don't touch it, and don't go either. Just send someone else to take the fall."

"Alright, I'll take care of the temporary problem. You're the new boss and manager, and you've just started out. It's not good for you to get your hands dirty right away. I'm an old bastard who's about to leave this world, so I'd better be sensible and help you, this new horse, eliminate any potential dangers."

"As for other matters, there are already procedures in place, and the brothers will follow them. If any problems arise, the Black and White Impermanence will come out to clean up the mess."

"Don't mess with that bastard Song Sheng before I die. After I'm gone, you'll be in charge. You can make decisions and do whatever you want!"

A dying person no longer needs to depend on others for their livelihood.

Shenxian Jin is his own disciple, the one who will inherit his mantle. People in the martial arts world, gangsters and thugs, rarely regard their own sons as their successors. After all, in the bloody world of the martial arts world, all you need to do is be willing to fight, not be afraid of the storms, and be reckless.

Wen Gui knew that none of his scoundrels were cut out for the life of a gangster or a shady character. They should stick to the proper way of life. Shen Xianjin would take care of them out of respect for him and ensure their survival.

Wen Gui, having said everything he needed to say, hung up the phone without even giving Shen Xianjin a chance to say goodnight and goodbye.

For a senior member of the gang who had closed his eyes and didn't know if he would be able to open them again the next day, Shenxian Jin was very understanding of Wen Gui's little whims, and he put the microphone back on the rack.

scapegoat!
Who will be the scapegoat?
Shenxian Jin picked up the pipe on the table, stuffed some tobacco into it, lit it with a match, and pondered who the scapegoat would be.

"Bing, call Lanmingde and tell him to come to Tuodi. I have something to tell him to do."

In the matter of the boxing champion's rise, Lanmingde lost too many points. In addition, this scoundrel's gang often gets into trouble and is treated like a sucker, so he has to step in every time.

Lanmingde thought that he, as the old man, was unaware of his involvement with Miss Bai, and that his subordinates, including Bai Zhishan, were disloyal to him, a fact unknown to the triad.

Those who lack sharp minds should make way for those who are sharp-minded and capable. The leader of the rotten-hearted gang is not a great talent capable of shouldering the heavy responsibility of the gang. White Paper Fan is good, so let's take this opportunity to let him take the lead.

If LaK doesn't work, then we can only send Jimmy to the rotten life deity's gang. Handsome Sheng is arrogant in his actions, but he has a very sharp eye for people. Whether it's Black Tiger, Jimmy, or Spinach East, they are all exceptional talents.

Whether in the imperial court or the martial arts world, whether as an emperor or a martial arts master, one must have discerning eyes to know who can do the work and who is just a freeloader.

In a flash, Shenxian Jin made the decision to abandon Lanmingde. Even if the auction went smoothly, he would continue to give Lanmingde new death missions until the scoundrel closed his eyes for good.

After locking the credit certificate in the safe, Shenxian Jin, with a pipe dangling from his mouth, walked out of the office and returned to the private room. He was supposed to play eight rounds today, and it was only just beginning. Anyway, there was a typhoon outside, so there was no fun to be had outside.

The next morning, the typhoon dissipated, and everything was calm.

Chi Mengli did not return to the Sheraton Hotel last night, but instead slept in a small bedroom inside the rented yacht.

I must say, these small yachts that are specifically for rent are quite nice. They have purified fresh water, an electric power system, and a refrigerator with instant noodles and ham.

After getting dressed, Chi Mengli first boiled a kettle of water and made a bowl of instant noodles before taking a shower and brushing her teeth to take care of her stomach.

After finishing everything, he packed up the trash and took it with him to the berthing area of ​​Victoria Harbour.

After a storm, schools of fish are sure to appear. Groups of anglers, carrying all sorts of fishing rods, gather in small groups, smoking and waiting for the fishing sightseeing boat they've arranged.

Looking at these jubilant anglers, Chi Mengli could only wish them good luck and that they would never catch anything!
He threw the trash into the bin, found a self-service phone booth, tossed in a coin, and dialed Guo Guohao's office directly. With the receiver tucked between his neck and shoulder, he pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and put a Red Double Happiness cigarette in his mouth.

The call was quickly connected. Chi Mengli raised her wrist and realized it was only six o'clock in the morning. It seemed that Inspector Guo had worked overtime all night again.

Guess who I am?

Police station phone calls are recorded. He took out a handkerchief, held it in front of him, and deliberately spoke in a hoarse voice, joking with Guo Guohao.

"Unlucky guy?"

"If you're some loser looking to borrow money from me, don't even bother. I'm broke right now!"

"Unlucky Guy" is the new code name for December. Chi Meng-li's new character this month is Guo Guohao's brother-in-law, a gambling addict who borrows money from Guo Sir every day.

Sometimes, he also admired Guo Guohao's imagination; this guy could really spout nonsense, but it was always flawless.

Because Guo Guohao really did have a brother-in-law who was a gambling addict, who would have thought that a relative by marriage in the Guo family of Yong'an would be such a gambling addict.

"It's okay if my wallet is empty! As long as I don't lose my kidneys, I can handle it!"

"I recently discovered a new way to make money, guaranteed to be a huge success, requiring only a tiny amount of capital."

"I'm not going to talk anymore. I'll wait for you, brother-in-law, at the Prosperous Flower Hotel!"

Phone calls are unsafe because they can be recorded. Meeting in person is also unsafe because Chi Mengli is now a well-known figure in Hong Kong's underworld, and dozens of times more people know him than he knows himself.

There are hundreds of thousands of gangsters in Hong Kong, they're everywhere, you can only go to the safe house where you met before.

After finishing speaking, Chi Mengli put the microphone back on the stand, walked to the street, and hailed a taxi.

After taking a taxi and circling around for a while, he finally arrived at the safe house where they had met before. He pulled a key from under the doormat, opened the door, and cautiously walked inside.

Guo Guohao bought a lot of breakfast and put it on the dusty coffee table. When he saw Chi Mengli arrive, he pointed to the breakfast and invited him to eat with him.

Having eaten instant noodles, Chi Mengli wasn't very hungry. He picked up a cup of milk tea, took a sip, then took out his cigarette case, lit a cigarette, and jokingly said, "I can tell something bad is going to happen just by looking at your furrowed brow."

"Speaking it out makes me happy too!"

Chi Mengli, always eager for a good show, wanted Guo Guohao to confess his embarrassing moments so she could have some fun.

What a happy ghost!
Guo Guohao threw the half-eaten pork chop bun into the bag, took a sip of milk tea, and said angrily, "A Si Chai who is about to retire with honor has become Song Sheng's filthy rat."

"Being a 'dirty rat' is acceptable, as long as your hands and feet are clean. The murder weapon still has this bastard's fingerprints on it. It's understandable that the cleaning lady was involved, after all, her daughter was sold like a pig and drowned when the container fell into the sea."

“Si Chai is only after money! His whole family has immigrated to Australia and will never come back. I just received Si Chai’s medical report last night. He has late-stage pancreatic cancer and there’s no cure. He wants to make one last fortune so that his whole family can live a life free from financial worries.”

"You can't pry open the mouth of a dying man; he'll just keep repeating the same thing over and over: 'Eliminating harm for the people!'"

The fact that four officers acted like filthy rats alarmed even the top officer. You should know that there are fewer than a hundred four officers in all of Hong Kong now, fewer than the number of superintendents.

Guo Guohao was scolded by the Chief Inspector, and then told to downplay the incident and conduct a secret interrogation, avoiding the Department of Justice. Guo sir, who suffered in silence, was naturally furious.

"Professor A is in your hands? Kidnapping someone right under the noses of the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau, is this the work of a scoundrel like you?"

He could only swallow his bitterness. The storm surrounding the Lei Luo case hadn't subsided for long, and now the paparazzi were watching the police investigation closely. If there were any further developments, the Zu family would be in turmoil.

Boxing champion Sheng died in such a muddled way. The only hope for investigating Song Sheng was to rely on the professor's gang. However, the police failed to catch either Professor A or Professor K. Professor J, who had disappeared, had also vanished completely and would not reappear anytime soon. The professor case was once again in a passive position.

Now Guo Guohao can only pin his hopes on the fact that Professor A and Professor K are in Chi Mengli's hands.

The person is indeed in Chi Mengli's hands, but he will never admit it. Guo Guohao is the standard cold-blooded boss in Hong Kong movies. He is willing to sacrifice anyone to get ahead. To be on good terms with him is like competing with the King of Hell to see who lives the longest.

Although Guo Guohao wouldn't betray himself and cooperate with Song Sheng, this loser won't be a cop for life; sooner or later he'll become the Chief Chinese Secretary in the Department of Justice.

It's the end of 1978 now, not the end of 1998, so it's impossible to become number one.

The first Chinese leader was Li Junxia, ​​who was also the father of Li Sir in Cold War. However, in the end, he did not become the big boss of the Department of Justice. He could only help Li Ka-shing control security and poach foreign elites from the G4 department.

The eldest son of the Li family was rescued by this tycoon Xia. His security model of using Gurkha soldiers and local drivers is also the preferred template for Asian tycoons.

The Guo family has spent a lot of money on Guo Guohao. His career development has been built on real money. He has accumulated achievements in the police station. When he can no longer be promoted, he will go to the Department of Justice. After all, Guo Guohao himself is a law graduate and a high-achieving student who studied abroad in his ancestral home.

Since we just happened to get on the same bus and will only travel to a few stops together, we can't be bound together by life and death.

Chi Mengli shook his head without hesitation, indicating that Professor A was not in his hands. However, he also knew that Professor A and Professor K could only play their greatest role if they were in the hands of the cops.

Thinking of this, he coughed and said, "These two bastards aren't in my hands, but I know who has them in theirs."

"But things weren't peaceful inside the police station either. As soon as Song Sheng arrived, he knew that all the bastards I had recently taken down had died mysteriously. As for that bastard Big Mouth Duck, as long as he opened his mouth, the East Union Society would be completely wiped out."

"And Robin, if we use some underhanded methods, even if Mizuho doesn't die, he'll be skinned alive."

"By the way, Tian Si, this guy has been ripping off people and his account holders in Hong Kong, and you still can't handle him. Inspector Guo, I feel that our cooperation isn't as smooth as I thought!"

"Why don't you go to Wong Tai Sin Temple to have your fortune told and see if this year is going to be unlucky for you?"

Chi Mengli felt that her record was good, and she had taken down a lot of people. However, if you follow the clues, there will definitely be problems. She will either be killed in a confused way, or be replaced, or be killed by someone else.

Hearing Chi Mengli's words, Guo Guohao felt a little embarrassed. His precautions had indeed made a big mistake. All the fish were big, but all of them had gone wrong. He really needed to find a master to take a good look at him.

He reached for a new sandwich, took a big bite, and complained, "The enemy is in the dark, and we are in the light. If we're always suspicious, we won't get anything done."

"We still need to trust the guys around us. You're wrong about one thing: we lured the snakes out of their holes and still managed to take down quite a few moles!"

(End of this chapter)