Hong Kong film: Forever, a killer with amazing skills

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soon;

Zhang Ziwei then went to the seventh floor of the building.

He walked to the door of room 7109 and knocked.

Click!

The door opened quickly.

The person who opened the door for him was none other than Duan Kun, whom the Eight-Faced Buddha was looking for!

"You're here!"

Duan Kun also looked happy when he saw Zhang Ziwei.

Zhang Ziwei glanced at him, then went into the house.

The room wasn't big; it was about the size of a studio apartment.

There was a bed, a table, a small kitchen, and a toilet.

The only redeeming feature is that the house has a small balcony, where you can perhaps grow some flowers and plants.

At this moment, Zhang Ziwei, who had just entered the room, looked around and then looked at Duan Kun, who was standing next to him grinning foolishly, and slapped him across the face.

"Didn't I tell you not to smoke today? How come you're high again?"

Duan Kun wasn't angry at being slapped. He chuckled and rubbed his nose, looking like he was having a craving.

If it were five years ago, Zhang Ziwei would have arrested every single one of these scoundrels he saw.

However, he is no longer a policeman.

Naturally, they wouldn't arrest a scoundrel like Duan Kun.

But not arresting doesn't mean not killing!

In fact;

He's here today to personally take Duan Kun's life!

"How's the matter going with what I asked you to do?"

Zhang Ziwei asked.

"Don't worry about me, I've got everything taken care of!"

Duan Kun waved his hands excitedly and said to Zhang Ziwei, "I have to say, you're really amazing! I admire you so much! Even someone like Eight-Faced Buddha was completely fooled by you. When we take over his business in Southeast Asia, we'll be the kings of laundry detergent in Southeast Asia!"

Seeing Duan Kun excitedly gesturing and dancing, Zhang Ziwei didn't shatter his dream.

Anyway, he's about to die.

Let's just let him be happy for now.

Consider it a final perk before death.

Zhang Ziwei didn't consider himself a devil. Even when facing scum like Duan Kun, he would still give him a final bit of dignity.

After Duan Kun excitedly finished explaining his grand plan, he put his arm around Zhang Ziwei's shoulder and said, "Brother, what do we do next?"

"Next?"

Zhang Ziwei looked at Duan Kun and laughed.

Duan Kun chuckled foolishly, looking like a complete idiot.

The next second!

--boom!

A gunshot rang out, and Duan Kun, who had just been grinning foolishly, suddenly collapsed with an expression of disbelief on his face.

Zhang Ziwei was holding a gun.

He crouched down and looked at Duan Kun, who had fallen to the ground with a gunshot wound to the abdomen.

"Don't blame me, blame your bad luck."

Zhang Ziwei looked at Duan Kun, who was spitting blood and on the verge of death, and said...

Duan Kun made a hoarse sound from his throat, and blood kept gushing from his mouth.

He struggled to grab Zhang Ziwei's trouser leg.

But he dodged it.

Zhang Ziwei stood up and pointed his gun at Duan Kun's head.

--boom!

Another gunshot.

The bullet pierced Duan Kun's forehead instantly.

Subsequently;

Zhang Ziwei opened the door and took a bag from the corner outside the door.

He took a knife out of the bag.

With a single stroke, he severed Duan Kun's head.

Then Zhang Ziwei took out a transparent bag and a wooden box from the bag.

They put Duan Kun's head into a transparent bag, then placed it in a wooden box, and stuffed it back into the backpack.

After doing all this;

He then picked up his backpack and left the room.

soon;

Zhang Ziwei then went back downstairs.

He tossed his backpack onto his car, got into the driver's seat, and took out his phone to dial a number.

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A moment later, the call connected.

"Tell Master Ba that I have personally killed the bastard who killed Master Ba's son."

Zhang Ziwei spoke into his phone.

After saying that, he hung up the phone, tossed it aside, and started the car.

Almost as soon as Zhang Ziwei started his car and drove off, a police siren sounded outside, and a line of police cars drove up to them.

Zhang Ziwei calmly drove towards the intersection outside.

Police cars passed by him one after another.

It looked like Zhang Ziwei was about to successfully escape.

Just then, a black BMW X5 that had already driven past suddenly turned around and chased after them.

Looking in the rearview mirror, Zhang Ziwei immediately stepped on the gas, and the car sped off toward the highway.

The X5 behind them also accelerated and caught up.

The two cars chased each other and drove off into the distance.

Half an hour later;

In a deserted area, two cars rushed out of the road one after the other, and the X5 that was chasing behind crashed heavily into the rear of the car driven by Zhang Ziwei.

The entire vehicle spun sideways and almost tipped over.

At this moment, Su Jianqiu, who was in the X5, also glanced at the scene in the rearview mirror, then shifted into reverse and crashed into the car behind him again.

--boom!

The rear of the X5 slammed into the side of Zhang Ziwei's car, causing the entire vehicle to slide several meters to the side.

The car door was completely smashed flat on the spot!

Su Jianqiu saw this and wanted to continue crashing into it.

But then another car suddenly came speeding from the other side and crashed heavily into the front of Su Jianqiu's car.

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The front of the X5 was smashed so badly it was smoking!

Su Jianqiu, who was in the car, hit his head on the steering wheel, narrowly avoiding a serious head injury.

He stared wide-eyed at the car that had suddenly appeared.

"Are you crazy?!"

Su Jianqiu shouted loudly at Ma Haotian in the car.

Ma Haotian looked at him, shrugged, and then pointed to Zhang Ziwei in the car.