Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 398, Section 174: Exchanging Intelligence

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There are never enough traitors to catch!
The salaries of Hong Kong police officers were higher than those of white-collar workers in foreign firms, but they were still incomparable to those during Lui Lok's tenure.

During the Lei Luo era, a trainee soldier could receive an extra two thousand dollars a week, and street vendors also had to pay fees in order to set up their stalls.

Having gotten used to the good life, who would still be willing to continue to work so hard!

Chi Mengli sneered inwardly. Lei Luo's downfall was because this scoundrel was from the Political Department. The large sums of money went to the Political Department, while the big and small leaders of the Action Department didn't get a single penny.

However, the Political Department collapsed even earlier than Lei Luo's, and all the plainclothes officers in the Political Department were transferred to the Operations Department, naturally becoming second-class citizens among second-class citizens.

Those who have benefited from Lei Luo are now the backbone of the police station, just like the dead friends who got involved with Miss Bai. How could they be willing to live a hard life!

As long as Song Sheng's source of income remains, he will have enough money to lure the police officers into corruption.

But Chi Mengli couldn't say these things, because Guo Guohao also knew what situation everyone was facing. It was impossible to fire all the cops who had taken money from Lei Luo. Even the top cop had never thought of such a radical method.

The big boss is just an empty shell, like the emperor's new clothes. If all the underlings are disloyal, he won't be able to hold his position and will eventually be taken down by the overseas colonization department.

Stability is the top priority!

"Don't underestimate the few moles I took down. Although none of them revealed any useful information, they still broke Song Sheng's leg. He'll definitely be less arrogant in the future."

It's easy to drag people into the water, but it takes time to put them to use.

Guo Guohao severed Song Sheng's lifeline, temporarily blinding the old scoundrel so that he could carry out his own underhanded schemes.

Seeing Guo Guohao's sophistry, Chi Mengli could only sigh, take a sip of her milk tea, and say, "You're just burying your head in the sand. We need to cut off Song Sheng's business as soon as possible."

"The boxing champion is dead, the professor's team is missing, and Song Sheng's two most profitable paths have been cut off. Shuang Ma started his business with lottery tickets, and Da Lao Da started his business with powder. Now that these two money-making paths are gone, he will definitely have to find new ones."

"Shenxian Jin said that Song Sheng is helping Evergreen Group to settle things at the Hong Kong port. As for the port of Oak International, we should add some wet firewood to make this burning fire produce some smoke."

If you want to force Song Sheng to stand up, it's simple: just cause trouble. You, Song Sheng, want to help Changrong Group get the docks, don't you? Then we can't let him get away with it.

“O-Division doesn’t handle commercial crimes, but transporting corpses and smuggling drugs at the dock is a major case. Forged shipping documents are also an area where the Commercial Crime Bureau can get involved. For example, sealing up the accounts and conducting an inspection for a month or two is a normal procedure.”

"The worst thing in business negotiations is unexpected situations. If Mr. Song wants to use public opinion to lower the price, then we'll use public opinion to ruin this deal. I think the Zhao, Bao, and Dong families will be very happy to have someone help them sabotage the deal."

Born into the Guo family of Yong'an, Guo Guohao also had an exceptional business acumen. When he heard Chi Mengli say that Song Sheng was helping Changrong Group build a dock, he immediately understood why.

"Without the financial support of Changrong Group, Song Sheng has lost another arm. Whether it's sending someone to take over the pork business or rebuilding the betting group, it will take time."

"With the professor's team gone, the Number Gang's pork business will also run out of stock. But if Song Sheng wants to start a new business from scratch, it depends on whether Deng Qitong agrees. If Deng Qitong doesn't agree, Song Sheng won't be allowed to use the Number Gang's dismantling channels."

"As for Shui Fong, they show even less respect to Mr. Song. Shui Fong will take action against anyone who touches the English First Division betting business. No matter if it's Wo Luen Shing, the Number Gang, or Sun Kee, they won't go to war with Shui Fong over English First Division betting."

"Living off past glories? Forget about it! Once we start living off past glories, the henchmen below will be the first to get restless."

Gambling and drugs are the two most profitable paths. Unless Song Sheng turns Hong Kong into a transit point, he will definitely have to rebuild his drug trafficking channels and drug stalls.

"We come out to make a living by risking our lives, all for money. If we lose even a penny, our henchmen will turn on us."

"The Ministry of the Interior and the Anti-Corruption Company have set up a special team to keep an eye on the accounts of these caught moles, including their family members. As long as there is any sign of trouble, we can follow the trail."

“Such a big matter cannot be suppressed. It’s impossible to just go through an internal trial. We must ensure that it goes to the Department of Justice and is tried by the bigwigs. These people are guaranteed to end up in the ancestral hall. They are police officers, and once they enter the ancestral hall, they will have no way out. They all know this in their hearts.”

"Even if Mr. Song is incredibly powerful, he couldn't possibly eliminate all these traitors. If he could, he should be the Governor of Hong Kong."

The sandwich tasted mediocre. Guo Guohao took one bite and felt a bit full. He put down the sandwich and revealed his plan.

There's plenty of time. Once these moles have been tortured and bruised by the gangsters in the ancestral hall, he can step forward, present a plea agreement, and turn them into witnesses for the prosecution.

Furthermore, if everyone is killed to cover up the secret, and the news gets out, Song Sheng will be finished. It's better for everyone to cooperate than for the whole family to die at the slightest provocation.

Where is Professor A now?

Guo Guohao was a little sleepy and wanted to go home to sleep. He could only sleep for the morning because there was a meeting in the afternoon chaired by Shapison, which he had to attend and give a report.

"I'm not sure yet; I need to check with my old connections. But if nothing unexpected happens, I should be able to transfer the person to you in the next few days."

Chi Mengli was not lying. The person was hidden by Xizai. He truly did not know where the person was. He never lies.

“You can’t just openly transfer people to me, or people will question your identity. The security in Yau Ma Tei is pretty good now. All the thugs on the street have become parking attendants, and those female gangsters have become parking attendants.”

"The crime rate in Yau Ma Tei has dropped by one percentage point this month."

"However, Jimmy is too arrogant. You need to keep an eye on him and prevent him from causing a big scandal. You're the boss of these gangsters. Even the slightest thing they do can be linked to you. Be careful not to get dragged into jail!"

"What new discovery are you talking about?"

Guo Guohao reminded Chi Mengli that the needle was not a panacea; if it made a serious mistake, it would still lead to jail time.

Chi Mengli nodded. Ji Mi's knife is too fast now and needs a scabbard to cover it. Too many gangsters in Hong Kong who dared to show off their skills have died. We can't just fight for temporary glory. The most important thing in life is to live a long and healthy life.

“I will keep an eye on things, don’t worry. But then again, if there are no cases in Yau Ma Tei, the guys won’t get bonuses. You’re a rich kid, of course you don’t lack bonuses, but the brothers need to make a living. Be careful not to anger the crowd!”

There's a real contradiction between government officials and thieves. If the streets are peaceful, the officers can't earn merit and therefore won't receive bonuses. Nobody wants to do a job that doesn't pay, since there are human costs involved.

"Don't worry, Yau Ma Tei isn't completely monopolized yet. There are more than a dozen gangs of all sizes. Besides, your henchmen are also up to no good. Don't worry about the brothers having nothing to do."

There's something I don't know if you know about!

Guo Guohao told Chi Mengli to relax. Even on the eve of the Earth's destruction, there would still be thieves to catch. He took out a cigarette, lit one, and continued, "Your henchman Hesheng has been killed."

"When Gao Lao went to collect the body, he was stopped by the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau. The morgue reported it to the police. Since it was a murder case, of course we had to go."

"A single, fatal blow; the person who did it is quite skilled!"

After he finished speaking, he took a file folder from the table and handed it to Chi Mengli.

Putting down her milk tea, Chi Mengli took the file bag from Guo Guohao, quickly opened it, took out the photos inside, and examined them carefully.

Hesheng in the photo has an unnatural white color, which is not normal. He has seen dead people, and it is normal for them to be bloodless, but to be so white seems a bit deliberate.

Keep your doubts to yourself and keep looking. The second photo is a side view. There is a wound behind your ear, which is triangular on the outside and Y-shaped at the inside.

Upon seeing the wound, Chi Mengli immediately realized that the unnatural paleness of the skin was due to the blood in the body being completely drained. As for the Y-shaped wound, every young man from the mainland knew what kind of weapon had been used to commit the crime.

Triangular bayonet!

The favorite of the tough guys in Beijing. Although this thing has become so common in recent years, there are only a few real ones. If you're not from a privileged family, you really can't get your hands on this kind of hard currency. The tough guys in the alleys all make their own on a lathe.

In his previous life, Chi Mengli actually possessed a triangular bayonet that had seen blood. It was perfectly normal for a martial artist to collect cold weapons; he had even studied triangular bayonets in detail.

It must be said that a triangular bayonet and a triangular scraper are not the same thing.

Triangular scrapers are used in machining. They have three cutting edges, which facilitates cutting on lathes. Nowadays, there are many factories, most of which are machine shops, so triangular scrapers are readily available. Therefore, factory workers' children often use triangular scrapers when they go out to fight.

A three-edged scraper will leave a large hole when it pierces the skin, with three sides of the blade, making it difficult to sew up.

The old-timers wouldn't use it because it could easily lead to deaths and lawsuits, but the newbies didn't care. As long as they could show off, they were willing to use anything, even atomic bombs. Many old-timers suffered because of the newbies' constant grievances and resentment.

Outside Hongsheng Sparrow Pavilion on Shanghai Street, a group of Tong Gang members often squat, carrying daggers, ready to deliver a fatal blow to Chi Mengli. After all, he is now a Double Flower Red Stick in the Water Room. Killing a Red Stick is not as good as killing a Double Flower Red Stick!
However, the wound surface of a triangular scraper is different. Triangular scrapers are used to cut steel, so the blade is very sharp and the wound surface will not have a jerky cut caused by inertia.

Those who commit murder and robbery know that the human body contains fat and muscles, so repeated force is required, resulting in repeated cutting marks on the knife.

Therefore, it wasn't done by a triangular scraper, but by a triangular bayonet.

The triangular bayonet is a standard-issue weapon. Its triangular design creates a Y-shaped wound that is large and deep, making it difficult to stop the bleeding with traditional suturing. This can easily lead to hemorrhagic shock. This weapon is known as the "Death's Dagger" by the Annamese, and the survival rate of those stabbed is less than 30%.

The photos were very clear. Chi Mengli continued flipping through the pages. The next few photos didn't contain much information, so he put them back in the file folder and began to think.

"Made by the Big Circle Boys! I've seen too many of these Y-shaped cuts, they're all related to the Big Circle Boys."

Guo Guohao, fearing that Chi Mengli lacked experience, gave her his own advice and a hint.

"Dirty rat?"

Chi Mengli said something subconsciously, her tone full of uncertainty and hesitation.

"No way! Your underling has a clean record. He only returned from Macau in the middle of this year. As soon as he got back to Hong Kong, he started hanging out with Ji Mi and his gang, and then became your apprentice."

"There's no need to send a worthless gangster to do his bidding."

Guo Guohao immediately refuted Chi Mengli's deduction, saying that hiring corrupt officials now also requires capital, and several thousand yuan is still money.

"I'll investigate slowly. Gao Laofa has already stepped in, so this guy must have something going on."

Hesheng is very likely the one who is Jiezi, but this cannot be told to Guo Guohao. Chi Mengli just saw off Bamianfo last night, so she can't tell Guo Sir that she is not doing this for money, but to play the long game and catch a big fish.

Chi Mengli didn't want to lie, so she decided to pretend that this matter had nothing to do with her.

Let's focus on what's in front of us first!

"You summoned me here, saying there's a new way to make money. It's time to tell me!"

Guo Guohao blew out a smoke ring, glanced at his watch, and realized he had been working all night and was really exhausted. Plus, the evening rush hour was approaching, and he didn't want to be stuck in traffic for an hour or two.

"Dutch, the guy Ah Dong introduced was Needle from the Criminal Investigation Department, but he's turned against us!"

During the typhoon, the small yacht rocked all night, just like lying in a rocking chair. Chi Mengli didn't sleep well either. He wanted to get back to the Sheraton Hotel as soon as possible and get a good night's sleep. So he didn't beat around the bush and directly told the story of how Holland betrayed him for the money.

Guo Guohao had no idea who Holland was. He only had one-way contact with Chi Mengli. The Needle Project was not a special case to be solved, but a long-term infiltration plan. The constant back-sending of messages was just to prove to the police station that the plan had succeeded and to request more authority.

Ah Dong likely refers to Spinach Dong. It's normal for the Criminal Intelligence Bureau to plant spies near the most isolated members of the gang. Guo Guohao had previously warned Chi Mengli to be careful and not fall into their trap.

The fact that an undercover agent from the Criminal Intelligence Bureau has turned against them is no small matter.

Guo Guohao subconsciously sat up straight, looked at Chi Mengli, and without saying a word, gestured for this loser to say a few more words.

"A beautiful woman suddenly appeared out of nowhere, wanting to do business together, make money, and even offering herself in return. I'm not a three-year-old. Unless I'm completely out of my mind, I won't believe it."

"I sent two people to keep an eye on the woman, and that's when the problem arose."

"Also, the people in charge of guarding Ma Biao were Hesheng and Holland. Now that Hesheng is dead, Holland is the prime suspect. Also, Professor A did a business deal with this cheap girl of mine, and at least a truckload of pork was transported to France."

Chi Mengli concealed what he had seen and heard the previous night, only connecting Hesheng's death with Holland. As for Ruan Wen's business dealings with Professor A, that was purely deduction and speculation, because the documents retrieved from the island contained records about the transportation of laundry detergent.

Make bold guesses, then verify them carefully – that's the scientific way!

It's not uncommon for undercover agents to succumb to temptation and defect to the enemy, so there's a whole set of procedures for dealing with such emergencies.

Guo Guohao was surprised to find that the woman Chi Mengli publicly proclaimed to be a home-dismantler was actually a shrew.

The Criminal Intelligence Bureau and the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB) only had a cooperative relationship. He just needed to find a suitable opportunity to leak the information to the guys in the Criminal Intelligence Bureau. At the same time, he also remembered this person. When they raided the underground betting station of Boxing King Sheng, the Criminal Intelligence Bureau had indeed mentioned this person to him.

Unexpectedly, the needle that the Criminal Intelligence Division had painstakingly planted turned against them!
"Next is a big event, and also the last thing for today. I've heard that a unique auction is about to be held in Hong Kong. I've heard that there are all kinds of treasures at the auction, all of which are stolen items from major art museums."

"Someone sent me an invitation, so if you want to achieve something new, you'd better start planning now!"

"It's getting late, I need to go back and catch up on my sleep!"

Chi Mengli stood up, picked up the milk tea cup from the coffee table, and walked out of the safe house without any hesitation.

Guo Guohao also cleaned up the trash and sat on the sofa, silently smoking.

"Sorry, I didn't bring my lighter!"

Chi Mengli went into the safe house again, walked to the single sofa, and took the lighter from it.

"Safe journey!"

Guo Guohao only said a few polite words before closing his eyes. He was too tired to go home and make a fuss. Lying on the sofa and taking a nap seemed like a good idea.

"Bang."

The door to the safe house closed, and he immediately opened his eyes, reached under the coffee table, took out the portable recorder, pressed the pause button, and put it into his briefcase.

Standing outside the door, Chi Mengli heard the crisp sound of the recorder as he had hoped. He straightened up and, unsurprisingly, Guo Guohao was indeed recording. Every time the two met, this good-for-nothing was recording.

After confirming his identity, he did not go downstairs. Instead, he went up the stairs to the rooftop, jumped onto another connected balcony, and left through the stairs of another building.

Walking down the street, Chi Mengli walked the entire block before buying a box of Double Happiness cigarettes at a convenience store.

"Sir! Do you have a lighter?"

As Chi Mengli walked out of the convenience store, she opened the Double Happiness cigarette pack, put it in her pocket, and was about to light a cigarette when she heard someone ask to borrow her lighter.

"You're welcome!"

Chi Mengli lit a cigarette and then handed over the Dupont lighter she had bought for several thousand yuan.

The skateboarding girl in front of him took the lighter, lit the cigarette in her mouth, smiled gratefully at Chi Mengli, and then returned the Dupont lighter.

Chi Mengli put the lighter away, stuffed it into her pocket, and continued walking forward with a cigarette dangling from her mouth.

The skateboarding girl picked up her skateboard, went into the convenience store, bought a bottle of water, and followed behind Chi Mengli.

Chi Mengli heard the sound of skateboards behind him, but he didn't say anything. He just kept his head down and kept walking. It was unusual for someone to follow him as soon as he left the house, unless someone was tailing Guo Guohao.

However, when he was downstairs at the safe house, he didn't see anyone watching him.

He was filled with questions, but his face remained unchanged as he continued walking forward.

"Excuse me!"

Just as Chi Mengli was about to cross the pedestrian crossing, someone bumped into him. The person who bumped into him quickly stepped back and apologized to Chi Mengli.

sorry!
Saying sorry is all you need to do!

Chi Mengli sneered and said, "It's alright, everyone's in a hurry to get going!"

The attacker smiled and prepared to leave, but no matter which way he went, Chi Mengli blocked his way.

"Sir, I've already apologized. Please don't cause trouble; I'm in a hurry to get to work! Please move aside!"

The person who had caused the collision looked troubled, trying to get Chi Mengli, who was blocking his way, to move aside.

"You can leave, but please give me back my wallet. I don't have the habit of carrying loose change in my pocket. I won't have money to buy a subway ticket later!"

Chi Mengli reached into his pocket, but his wallet, which had been there, had disappeared. To make matters worse, the lining of his suit pocket had a large hole in it. He reached his hand through the pocket and gestured in front of Wen Que, who was pretending to be stupid.

Damn it! This is a custom Armani suit, costing over ten thousand yuan! I've only worn it for a few days, and this stinky little sparrow ripped the pocket.

"Are you kidding me! I'm a decent person, you're treating me like a philanderer, that's outrageous! You're kidding me! Let me tell you..."

Before Wenque could finish speaking, Chi Mengli punched him in the mouth, sending him sprawling headfirst to the ground. Chi Mengli stepped on Wenque's body, reached into Wenque's inner pocket, and started rummaging for his wallet.

The sparrow had a good harvest early in the morning, with seven or eight wallets in its specially lined pockets. Chi Mengli found his own, opened it, and found that the banknotes in the wallet had not been moved. He then moved his foot away and stuffed the wallet into his pocket.

"Next time you're collecting food, keep your eyes peeled!"

Since they were all from the same martial arts world, Chi Mengli didn't make things difficult for Wen Que. She simply gave the scoundrel a punch, took back her wallet, and continued walking towards the subway station.

The sparrow, its mouth gushing blood from the beating, was in pain all over, but it quickly got up from the ground. Its front teeth were loose and its back molars were broken. The morning's harvest wasn't even enough to cover its dental bills.

The military uniformed patrolman was already looking at him and walking in his direction. He could only quickly wipe his mouth, then blend into the crowd and disappear.

The skateboarding girl arrived at the spot where the two had just fought, picked up Chi Mengli's Dupont lighter from a crack in the bricks, then reached into her collar, pulled out her earphones, and said into the microphone, "Lighter acquired."

“You big dummy, come to Sassoon Road East, we only have one minute.”

After reporting to the mobile command vehicle, the skateboarding girl put her skateboard on the ground and quickly followed the crowd across the pedestrian crossing to catch up with Chi Mengli, who had already gone far away.

A van pulled up to Sassoon Road East. The door opened, and a criminal intelligence officer codenamed "Big Donkey" handed an identical lighter to a skateboarding girl codenamed "Jasmine," then stuffed the old Dupont lighter into his pocket.

Jasmine took the new Dupont lighter and sped forward, chasing after Chi Mengli who was directly in front of her. Finally, she stopped Chi Mengli before they entered the alley.

"Handsome! I've been chasing you all the way here, here's your lighter!"

Jasmine glided and flipped her head, blocking Chi Mengli's path, and breathlessly handed her the Dupont lighter.

"An umbrella unfolds like a pair of lotus blossoms, sheltering us from wind and rain and forging a happy union. Let this token remain in your heart, and we shall meet again at the Broken Bridge of West Lake."

What a coincidence! At the alley entrance, Grandpa was listening to the radio, and the radio was playing a segment from "The Legend of the White Snake" about borrowing an umbrella. It couldn't be more coincidental!

This skateboarding ghost woman has been following me all this way, but it's definitely not because of the lighter.

Knowing what was going on, Chi Mengli reached out and took the lighter, stuffing it into her only remaining pocket, and said with a smile, "I didn't check the almanac before I went out and ran into Wenque. What bad luck!"

"Thank you!"

"What is your name, beautiful lady? If we have the chance to meet again, I'd like to treat you to some herbal tea!"

Looking at Chi Mengli's handsome face, Jasmine thought to herself, "This good-for-nothing is wasting his talent as a thug. He should be a movie star. He'd be as famous as Xie Xian. What a waste of his talent to be a bandit!"
Despite her feelings, she still pretended to be infatuated and replied, "You can call me Jasmine, this is my pager number. Come find me for tea sometime."

As Jasmine spoke, she took out a sticky note from her backpack, wrote down her pager number, and slipped it into Chi Mengli's hand.

Looking at the sticky note in her hand, Chi Mengli was a little incredulous. These days, does the intelligence department always rely on chance encounters?! This isn't some melodramatic soap opera; does it have to be this absurd?!

"I swear, you two are a pair of adulterers!"

A furious curse came from the alley entrance. Chi Mengli and Jasmine both looked towards the alley entrance and saw that Wen Que, who had been there earlier, had followed them with two accomplices, ready to cause trouble for Chi Mengli.

The mobile command vehicle that had been following behind also noticed that Jasmine was in danger. It was about to call for support from nearby military personnel, but was stopped by the big donkey.

Seeing the puzzled looks on his men's faces, Big Donkey sighed. Confucius was right, "Rotten wood cannot be carved." These good-for-nothings are beyond saving!
“Use your brain, will you! Handsome Sheng is the top star in the water room. We were originally with Snotty, but we didn’t expect Snotty and Handsome Sheng to come out of the same building.”

“Handsome Sheng is the head of the Yau Ma Tei gang. He always has a retinue of followers when he goes out to do things. But this time he’s all alone. Something’s definitely up. Snotty is Biu King’s trusted little brother. After Eight-Faced Buddha disappeared, Biu King became the biggest demolition boss in Kowloon Walled City.”

"If the two of them meet, there's bound to be something going on!"

"Now that the military uniforms are clearing the area, even a fool would know there's a problem. Please, a double-flower red stick is taking down three third-rate scoundrels. It's not an easy task. Even if the handsome guy is all show and no substance, those two aren't cripples. They'll run away eventually."

After explaining, the big donkey took out his binoculars and observed the situation inside the alley.

The narrow alley was filled with puddles. Chi Mengli looked at the three sparrows holding weapons and pulled Jasmine behind her to avoid being caught in the crossfire.

With an injured mouth, Wenque held a watermelon knife in his hand, while his two accomplices carried two steel pipes as they walked forward step by step.

Nowadays, people in the martial arts world don't follow any rules. In the past, if Wenque was exposed, he could only blame himself for not being skilled enough. Even if he could fight ten people at once, he would not fight back or retaliate. After taking a few hits, he would quickly slink away.

But nowadays, sparrows have lost their fine tradition of admitting defeat. Their skills are lacking, and when they are exposed, they even dare to seek revenge and pretend to be bandits.

What a jerk!

Chi Mengli pressed his back against the wet brick wall, leaning towards the three sparrows. His path ahead was blocked, but his path back was also blocked. Turning around and running away was not in his nature. These three bastards were not worth leaving behind any inner demons.

A true man should forge ahead without hesitation!

Wenque, wielding an iron rod, launched the first attack, smashing down on Wenque's head with a powerful strike. Chi Mengli suddenly pushed off the ground with his left leg and met the attack with a fierce tiger climbing a mountain. His left palm pierced into Wenque's armpit like a steel rod, and the moment he released force from his palm, the iron rod in Wenque's hand crashed to the ground.

The sparrow's shoulder blades cracked as it stumbled and crashed into the opposite wall, causing water droplets to fall from the wall.

Seeing their companion suffer a setback, the other two Wenques rushed to help. One of the Wenques, whose mouth was swollen from being hit, raised a watermelon knife and stabbed Chi Mengli in the chest.

Chi Mengli took a step back, then twisted her waist and hips, using the White Ape Holding a Peach technique. Her left forearm coiled around the opponent's wrist like a venomous snake, a signature move of the Bajiquan Silk Entangling Hand.

The sparrow with its swollen beak suddenly felt numbness and soreness in half of its body. Before it could retreat, Chi Mengli's right elbow struck like a heavy hammer with the Overlord's Reins, hitting it squarely in the stomach. The sparrow with its swollen beak was immediately sent flying backward, its back sliding about half a meter against the stone wall.

Actually, this move was aimed at the heart, but if it really hit the heart, the sparrow would be dead.

Bajiquan is fierce and brutal; once you get the hang of it, you'll either die or get seriously injured. Although these three troublemakers are heinous criminals, there are cops standing by their side. Even if they don't kill anyone in front of the cops, they'll still have to flee overseas.

The third sparrow was a bit slow. After he finished off the two, the steel pipe finally came at him and hadn't even reached his temple yet. With that kind of speed, how could he be a good professional sparrow? He was really disgracing Master Li.

As the person approached, Chi Mengli suddenly curled up into a ball, stretched his legs forward, grabbed the other person's ankle, and knocked him down. The last Wenque's legs buckled and he knelt forward.

Chi Mengli immediately stood up and used a move called "Standing Sky Cannon," slamming her knee into Wen Que's jaw like a battering ram.

A muffled thud echoed through the alley, and three bloody molars became embedded in the wall crack. The last Wenque slumped to the ground, his neck broken at an eerie angle.

(End of this chapter)