Hong Kong General: Rebirth of Rage, Rising from Prison

Chapter 112 The dragon is not powerful!

In the northern New Territories, near Yuen Long, on a small flat land surrounded by mountains on three sides, there is an abandoned steel factory with a steel frame structure.

This is the temporary base of the gangster doctor.

In the dim and huge warehouse, light and shadows were mottled, and dozens of mercenaries of various shapes and sizes were scattered everywhere.

Each of them exudes an indescribable hostility and unruliness, just like the desperadoes wandering on the edge of hell.

Some of them leaned against messy wooden boxes, crossed their legs, flipped through three-color magazines, and guzzled strong liquor.

Some of them had cigarettes in their mouths, deep eyes, and were wiping their black submachine guns, looking ready to point the muzzles at any threat at any time.

Some of them flipped up their sunglasses casually, fiddled with their hair in front of the mirror, and looked cool and uninhibited.

"Ata!"

In the farthest corner, a TV was playing a movie by Kung Fu superstar Long Wei.

In the picture, Long Wei is wearing his iconic yellow training suit, with a nimble figure and sharp punches. He leaps between tall buildings and easily resolves the siege of dozens of enemies.

Under the camera, his figure is like a god of war descending to earth, invincible.

"Ah fight!"

Sang Bang, the doctor's most capable general, growled at the TV.

He was muscular all over, just like boxing champion Billy. He clenched his fists and imitated Long Wei's movements, his eyes full of awe and unwillingness.

The corners of his mouth curled up into a fanatical smile, and he said to his companion beside him:

"My biggest wish in this life is to have a real fight with Long Wei!"

"I want to see if he is really that powerful!"

His companion, Brother Bing, looked down upon the simple-minded but strong-limbed Sangbang: "Fool, this is a TV show!"

"You think it's true?"

When Sangbang heard this, he immediately got angry, rushed over and grabbed Bingge by the collar, and said angrily: "I'm serious, it's true!"

"Okay, okay, okay, if you say it's true, it's true."

Brother Bing was frightened by his violent appearance. This bastard was so ruthless when he attacked that he could blow a person's head off with one punch.

Fearing his madness, he said, "Be careful or you'll be beaten upside down."

"I will not lie down until I die. I will never be defeated by anyone!"

Sang Bang shouted loudly with confidence.

"Clap!"

After two rounds of applause, everyone stopped what they were doing and looked in the direction of the sound.

The doctor walked in. He had curly hair combed back from his head and was wearing a black shirt and overalls.

The whole person has a sense of sloppy refinement, and his temperament is gentle and a bit free and easy.

If you didn't think he was a gangster, you would have thought he was an artist from an art gallery.

The doctor's female assistant Feifei, wearing a hip-hugging leather skirt, sat on the steel pipe, with a plump figure.

When he saw the doctor come in, he stared at him with a hot and infatuated look, full of morbid admiration.

The doctor ignored Feifei's gaze, which seemed to want to kill her right then and there, and turned to the crowd and spoke in a loud voice:
"Everyone, we have been planning for so long, and we are finally ready to close the net."

“Next Wednesday, three pieces of Tsarist jewels from Nicholas II will be exhibited on the rooftop of the Cointreau Hotel.”

"These three pieces of jewels are priceless."

"I promise that after finishing this order, there will be enough for everyone to retire!"

"Oh yeah!"

After hearing this, the subordinates' eyes lit up, and they cheered in unison with excitement, showing great support.

They followed the doctor all over the country, committed numerous crimes and violent acts internationally, and were very excited to hear that the money was worth a fortune and they could retire in retirement.

"Da da!"

The doctor snapped his fingers, and his brother Rabbit had several boxes pulled over.

"Crack!"

The box was opened, revealing a pile of guns. The black gun bodies looked murderous under the dim light.

Machine guns, submachine guns, shotguns, pistols...

Even the flamethrower is ready.

In addition, flash mines, smoke bombs, grenades, and various bombs are all available.

When everyone saw the weapons, they became excited and full of confidence.

These equipments are enough to deal with a small war, not to mention those security personnel and useless police.

"These are the weapons that will be used when the time comes. They will be deployed in advance in the Cointreau Hotel."

"From today on, everyone is not allowed to act alone and must monitor each other."

The doctor's eyes flashed with sharp light. He looked around with a sharp gaze, as if he wanted to see through everyone:

"Because I heard that there is someone who shouldn't be among us!"

Under such a gaze, even the most experienced men couldn't help but feel a chill.

Everyone's heart beat faster, fearing that their eyes and expressions would become clues of suspicion.

They all knew the doctor's character very well. He would rather kill a hundred people by mistake than let one go.

"Everyone knows my habit. If I find an undercover agent, I'll kill him. If I find two, I'll kill them both."

"No matter if they have accomplices or not, we will kill them all!"

The doctor's eyes suddenly narrowed and he looked at a blond subordinate:
"The police have to rely on evidence when they do things, but we don't use evidence when we do things, don't you think?"

"Boss, you're right, but it's not me. I'm not an undercover agent!"

Huangmao's face was distorted with fear.

"that is you!"

The doctor suddenly pulled out his gun and pointed it decisively at a man with a flat head next to him.

"Don't come over here, or I'll kill your girl!"

The man with the flat head seemed to be prepared. He took Feifei, who was next to him, hostage and put a gun to her temple.

"Hmph, you kill me!"

"If you follow me, you must be prepared to die and be ready to fight for me at any time."

The doctor's tone was cold and hard, and he treated human life as worthless. He waved his hand and said, "Why are you still standing there? Come on, join us!"

The man with the flat head didn't expect that the doctor was so cruel that he didn't even care about his own woman.

Just at the moment he hesitated.

Feifei gave an elbow strike, then bent down and hooked her arm, dodging from the flat-headed man's arms.

The shot from the flat-headed man just grazed Feifei's shoulder and missed.

It's just this one gap.

The doctor's brother, Rabbit, and everyone else started moving. "Bang, bang, bang!"

A burst of fierce gunfire turned the flat-headed man into a sieve.

"Get rid of him."

The doctor had a cold expression, as if he was looking at a dead dog.

Rabbit put away his gun, with a hint of lingering excitement on his face. He nodded and quickly directed his men to clean up the scene.

The air was filled with a mixture of gunpowder and blood, which made people feel chilled.

The doctor's eyes revealed unquestionable majesty, and he looked at everyone again:
"I will not allow any accidents to happen in the next action."

"Otherwise this is what happens, understand?"

"understand!"

Everyone responded loudly with serious expressions.

The doctor looked at his shocked subordinates, feeling very satisfied, with a smile on his face.

After the mobilization meeting, he waved his hand and called the rabbit to come over.

Then, he handed Rabbit a banquet list: "Kung Fu superstar Long Wei will attend the banquet at the Cointreau Hotel."

"No matter whether his strength is real or fake."

"Let Sangbang get rid of him in advance to avoid any further complications."

"Yes, big brother!" The rabbit nodded in response.

……

Hollywood Road, Central, cobblestone street.

This is a nostalgic old street with a long history. The ground is paved with large stone slabs, which gives it an ancient flavor.

Many film crews choose to shoot here.

In a three-and-a-half-story building.

Long Wei was preparing to film a scene of jumping off a building.

The staff downstairs had already laid out the air cushions. A bunch of fans, wearing Long Wei's symbolic yellow training suits, were holding flags and banners, and were enthusiastically surrounding and shouting.

On the second floor of a small house opposite.

TV reporter Le Huizhen was wearing frameless glasses and staring at the opposite side. Her eyes behind the glasses were bright and lively.

"Gu Zhao, make sure to focus the camera on Long Wei. He said he never uses a body double when filming fight scenes, so that must be fake."

"We must capture evidence and expose him."

"When it's aired on the anniversary of the station, we'll be famous!"

Le Huizhen directed the round-faced, chubby photographer Gu Zhao, whose face was full of longing, with a bright smile, gentle and energetic.

"Don't worry, A-Zhen, I will definitely be able to capture Long Wei's mistakes!"

Gu Zhao adjusted the camera and leaned over to aim the lens at the roof of the small building opposite.

On the roof of the three-and-a-half-story building opposite.

"Wow, a washboard is also arranged. Women need to have more capital. Change it, change it!"

Long Wei's mouth was full of alcohol. He slapped his big palm in front of the explosive bead and rubbed it twice, with an expression full of disgust.

"what……"

Baozhu pushed Longwei away frantically.

I felt sick when I was grabbed by the man's dirty hands.

The filter in my mind for Kung Fu superstar Long Wei was instantly shattered.

According to Chen Shixian's plan.

Umbrella Security Company has launched a week-long free private security service for guests attending a conference at the Cointreau Hotel next Wednesday.

He and Li Dabing were assigned to Long Wei.

Unexpectedly, Long Wei looks so majestic on TV, but in reality he is indulged in wine, women, money and violence, and is as cowardly as a mouse.

The Longwei team even treated them as free labor and called them in as stand-ins.

"Li Dadan, come here. You will jump down from here instead of Long Wei later."

"After you go down, the staff will rush up to provide cover immediately, and you and Long Wei will switch positions."

"Understand?"

Long Wei's agent, Charlie Cho, gave instructions to Li Dabing, who was wearing the same clothes as Long Wei and smearing ketchup on his face.

"understand!"

Li nodded boldly and honestly, and cooperated very well.

Seeing this, Baozhu was very unhappy and walked up to Charlie Cao and said, "Manager Cao, we are private bodyguards, not martial arts stand-ins. We can't use them like this even if they are free, right?"

"Brother Bao, we Longwei are celebrities. Do you know how many security companies want to cooperate with us?"

"See? Those four strong men in suits standing there are the senior private bodyguards of AIA."

“The other two belong to Wantong.”

"It's great to give you a chance."

Cao Charlie raised his chin slightly, with a hint of arrogance: "Do you want to do it? If not, you can leave."

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.”

Li Dabing saw Baozhu clenching his fists and his eyes were about to spit fire, so he quickly came over with a smile on his face to smooth things over.

He patted Baozhu's shoulder and said, "Brother Bao, this is how it is in our small temple. Take your time."

It has to be said that as a former mainland military officer, Li Dabing was not afraid of hardship or fatigue, and he did his job diligently and responsibly, and he was not picky about his work.

He does whatever the company tells him to do.

Only then did Baozhu calm down his anger.

After all, the mission is important.

They must get Long Wei's invitation letter and enter the Cointreau Hotel with him as bodyguards.

"Three shots, scene 7, action!"

The stage manager waved a sign in front of the camera.

Long Wei stood upstairs and showed his face to the fans.

Immediately afterwards, Li Dabing jumped down.

Long Wei rushed downstairs and directly switched the dragon with the phoenix.

The two completed the performance together.

In a corner of the set, he had a sinister look in his eyes.

Sang Bang held a jumping mine in his pocket and quietly looked at Long Wei who was surrounded by the crowd, with a sinister smile on his face.