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Chapter 155 The End of the Infernal Affairs Mission 1
There was crying in the mourning hall.

Mary sat in front of the brazier in a daze, burning paper.

He Daqi was really despicable. He sank all the others into the sea and only left Han Chen's head at the door of the police station.

He also had his own difficulties. If he didn't leave his head outside, how would others know that Han Chen was dead?

Who is the first person to report a death in Hong Kong now? It must be the Royal Hong Kong Police.

So I can only trouble the police officers, and hope that I didn’t scare the policewoman.

"Sister Mary, I'm sorry for the loss." He Daqi looked at Mary with melancholy eyes, full of affection and melancholy. Apart from anything else, Mary's allure today was a bit strange and alluring.

"It must be that old guy Ni Kun. I've advised Achen to be careful of that old guy a long time ago, but he just wouldn't listen. Isn't the meaning of leaving the head at the door of the police station very obvious? It's to warn others not to cross the line like Achen did." Mary said viciously, her eyes gleaming with coldness.

"Sister Mary, this is just your guess. It is also possible that the seller is not trustworthy and wants to rob you." He Daqi pretended to persuade.

"Impossible! It's Ni Kun! Jianming, I only have these people from the debt collection agency right now. You're the only one I trust. You'll help me, right?"

"Sister Mary, I'll go through fire and water for you!" He Daqi held her hand with a firm look in his eyes.

"Achen has deposited over 20 million with me. I can take over his territory in Yau Ma Tei as his wife. The Ni family can't say much, but they will definitely make some moves. Jianming, I need you to gather some people to help me defend Yau Ma Tei. Then we can slowly settle accounts with the Ni family."

Mary seemed not to mind that He Daqi was holding her hand tightly. She looked into He Daqi's eyes and told him her plan, as if she wanted to hand over her entire life and property to He Daqi.

"Sister Mary, don't worry, I will send the Ni family down to accompany Brother Chen sooner or later."

A month later, Tsim Sha Tsui.

"Ghost Blade Ming! Our boss said that as long as you retreat to Yau Ma Tei, we will keep our distance from each other."

"Changmao, go back and tell Gandhi that I am very interested in his wife. He should accept his age and give his resources to the young people appropriately." He Daqi danced with his sword and said happily.

"No more talk?"

"What do you think? Stop dilly-dallying. I'm still waiting to go back and have hotpot!"

After He Daqi finished speaking, he was about to wave his hand to call people up, but when his hand was halfway raised, the cell phones on his waist and the waist of Gandhi's leader opposite him rang at the same time.

It seems that this is all we can do tonight. He Daqi sighed and answered the phone: "Hello, Sister Mary, I'll lead the brothers to Tsim Sha Tsui soon."

"Jianming, let everyone go back first. Come to the Youguqi Restaurant. Uncle Ni has called Gandhi and me over tonight to have tea and settle things."

"I understand, Sister Mary." After hanging up the phone, He Daqi smiled at the other party and made a gesture of wiping his neck: "Changmao, you are lucky today."

Half an hour later, there was a backbone on the second floor.

"This must be Jianming, he's really a young man to be reckoned with. Come and sit down."

As soon as He Daqi came upstairs, Ni Kun took his arm and sat him down at the table. Then, smiling, he poured two cups of tea and placed them in front of Mary and Gandhi.
"We are all family. We can sit down and talk about anything. Gandhi, Mary, I will personally pour you two a cup of tea. It will be the same as it was before."

"Whatever Uncle Kun says is what I have no objection to." Gandhi picked up the teacup and drank it all in one gulp.

"I'll listen to Uncle Kun too." Mary smiled and picked up the drink. "That's good. Only by working together can we make the company stronger and stronger."

Ni Kun's smile widened a bit. He turned to look at He Daqi and said with a smile, "I never thought that Achen had such a brave and capable person under his command."

"I'm following Sister Mary." He Daqi said lightly.

Ni Kun was stunned and looked at Mary. At the same time, Guohua, Gandhi, Wen Zheng and Hei Gui also looked at Mary.

Gandhi sneered and said, "I didn't expect Mary to be such a heroine."

"Aren't you the same? Oh, sorry, I remembered it wrongly. I always thought you were a woman. Otherwise, why would you only pick on the old, weak, sick and disabled to beat?" Mary responded with a contemptuous look at him.

"Stop talking too much." Ni Kun waved his hand to stop both sides from talking nonsense.

Mary had no appetite for the meal. On the way back, she punched the back seat hard in the car:
"That old bastard Ni Kun! As soon as he saw Gandhi was losing, he immediately started to mediate. He was afraid that one of the families would become too powerful and threaten him. Now I am even more convinced that he must have hired someone to kill Achen."

"Sister Mary, there are only a few people anyway. Why don't I take people to kill them all tonight? Then the whole Kowloon will be in chaos, and no one will care how they died." He Daqi parked the car on the side of the road, turned around and said with a smile.

It was obvious that Mary was very attracted by this idea. She said nothing and her eyes were obscure, but her slightly trembling hands showed her inner uneasiness.

Suddenly, two police cars came over, and a plainclothes officer knocked on the window: "Get out of the car, we're checking for drunk driving."

He Daqi frowned. This reason was simply outrageous. Why would they check for drunk driving on a small road?

When he got out of the car and saw the yellow dog getting out of another car, he immediately realized that it was coming for him.

Soon, in the interrogation room, the yellow dog began his chanting.

"Kill people and set fires for a gold belt, build bridges and roads without leaving any corpses... The world shouldn't be like this, and life shouldn't be like this, Jianming... I just think there's still hope for you..."

He Daqi was amused. Good boy! How many people have you said this to?

Perhaps it was because of the undisguised smile in He Daqi's eyes that Huang Gou couldn't continue speaking.

He leaned forward, looked at He Daqi and said, "When you work for the Ni family, have you ever thought about your own future?"

"Don't ask me, sir. I'm just a laborer. You should ask Gandhi and the others. I guess Sister Mary will be here with a lawyer soon. Are you sure you still want to talk about life with me here?" He Daqi asked with a chuckle.

"Go away." The yellow dog's eyes sharpened for a moment, and then he said expressionlessly.

After watching He Daqi swagger out of the main gate, Huang Gou said to the guys who were still sorting documents in the police station, "Everyone, go home first. We'll be busy tomorrow."

He went downstairs and drove out of the police station from the underground parking lot. Just as he arrived in Jordan and saw the bright lights on the roadside, he was about to get out of the car to buy some fast food at the convenience store. He pushed the car door but it didn't open.

He looked up with some confusion, and saw He Daqi wearing a raincoat and smiling at him outside the car window.

"I told you I'm just a laborer, why don't you understand?"

This time the start was so smooth that He Daqi almost forgot about the yellow dog until he jumped out today.

(End of this chapter)