Hong Kong films: Starting with Crossover and Luen Shing

If you take the boss's money, you must abide by the boss's rules!"

Wang Jianguo nodded and took out the silenced pistol from his waist and filled the magazine.

Then Wang Jianjun looked at the target shooter lying beside him.

"Target boy, you are responsible for the two electricity!

Go to the back mountain later. As soon as you see us sneaking into the residential area, immediately bring people to cut off the telephone and electrical lines!

Then keep watch outside with a gun. If there is an emergency, you can shoot!"

"it is good!"

"The rest of you, follow me!"

The target shooter nodded cautiously to Wang Jianjun, and then Wang Jianjun waved his hand, and a small team of five people crouched down and quietly moved towards the back mountain of the villa.

At this time, in the backyard, three Dongxing boys were gathered together chatting, killing the boring night watch time.

“Hey, I heard that Da Mi and the Emperor were hacked to death by He Liansheng’s men?

"I'm really pissed today! I'm going to give the Portland Street turf to whoever can take down Ho Yiu Chung of Wo Luen Sing."

The three of them chatted with the woman for a long time until their mouths were almost dry with saliva.

A tall and thin man decided to pick some interesting topics to pass the long night.

"Shut up, what's going on with you?

The place on Portland Street is reserved for Brother Haonan and Brother Yaoyang. You don't think you can take down that He Yaozong, do you? "

A man with a crew cut joined in the conversation, and the atmosphere was gradually getting lively. Just when the three of them were about to have a good discussion, the street lights in the backyard suddenly went out.

"What's going on? Is there a power outage?!"

Chapter 76: Blowing Chicken: I can’t stand it anymore, whoever you want can be the boss

"Stop it, motherfucker! Even if the whole of Kowloon goes out, there won't be a power outage here!"

Just as one of the thugs was about to reach for the flashlight hanging on his waist, he heard a sound of wind breaking on the wall behind him, followed by three muffled thuds of something falling to the ground.

The moment the flashlight came on, three bayonets were already at his throat.

puff-

The bayonets of Wang Jianjun and the other two accurately pierced the throats of the three men.

After gently knocking down the three people who had been dealt with, Wang Jianjun grabbed a flashlight and shone it along the passage leading to the backyard. He briefly memorized the route to the inside of the villa and then turned off the flashlight.

Without a moment's hesitation, he made a gesture behind him, and the two people on guard on the wall dropped the rope, and then followed Wang Jianjun's gesture and continued to be on guard here.

Then, three figures moved as fast as lightning and moved towards the house.

"What's going on? Go cut off the backup power!"

The two gunmen on duty in the lobby villa were carefully selected by Bai Tou Weng.

The lights suddenly went out, which made the two of them alert.

"How can we turn on the backup power supply in the dark? Let's ask someone outside to bring in a flashlight!"

click-

Just as the two gunmen were about to ask the men on duty in the front yard to bring out their flashlights, three powerful flashlights suddenly lit up in the passage in the backyard.

Three people holding flashlights walked towards the two gunmen in an orderly manner.

"Fall on the street, don't shine in your eyes!"

The powerful light curtain dazzled the two men, causing them to subconsciously wave their hands to block it, but one of the gunmen quickly realized that something was wrong.

"wrong……"

Just as he subconsciously reached out to draw his gun, he found it was too late. Wang Jianjun and the other two were approaching quickly.

The three of them took a step forward and heard a series of sounds of soldiers piercing bodies.

The three men attacked quickly and fiercely, and the first target they aimed at was the throat where the three people made sounds.

The smell of blood immediately filled the living room...

After signaling one of his men to stay downstairs to keep watch, Wang Jianjun did not hesitate and quickly headed upstairs with his brother and a flashlight in hand.

It took less than forty seconds from the time the target shooter cut the wire to the time Wang Jianjun and the other man went upstairs.

The two men still breathed steadily, as if they were the night watchmen of this villa, and walked upstairs with light steps.

Wang Jianguo took out his night vision goggles and scanned the room.

Then he pointed to the second-to-last room in the corridor on the second floor, indicating that there was only one person in there.

Wang Jianjun didn't hesitate. He held the flashlight in his left hand, shook off the blood stains on the bayonet with his right hand, and walked quickly towards the bedroom.

The old man was very cunning. The moment the power went out, he hid in his bedroom.

This is a specially modified safe house. The door is locked and cannot be opened for a while.

At this time, Bai Tou Weng was dialing the phone in the room. When he found that the call could not be dialed, a trace of sadness suddenly appeared in his heart...

Until now, there has been no response from downstairs.

Is the ending that I imagined all those years ago finally coming?

The door handle of the room rustled twice outside, and then when I found that the door was locked, it became quiet again.

The old man was completely desperate, but he forced himself to cheer up and put down the phone receiver.

"My friend, no matter who sent you, if you're willing to go, I'll give you double the price they offer!"

Wow – Wow –

There was a sharp sound outside the door, as if a pair of ghost hands were rattling the door panels in the darkness.

This made the white-headed bird even more frightened.

I am old and frightened. Could it be that there are really ghosts outside coming to claim my life?

When I was at a loss, I suddenly heard a loud noise coming from the darkness.

Boom——

The powerful explosion sounded the alarm in the house, and a pungent smell of gunpowder filled the air.

Looking at the door again, a flashlight was shining directly towards him.

"Who are you... hehe..."

When Wang Jianguo rushed in, Wang Jianjun had already dealt with the white-headed old man easily.

These people were once the most elite war machines and had no mercy when it came to life.

Looking at the old man with white hair being knocked down by Wang Jianjun, Wang Jianguo did not suspect anything and pulled out a scimitar from behind, ready to chop off the old man with white hair.

"What are you doing? Hurry up and leave!"

"Brother, didn't the boss say he wanted to use his head as a sacrifice to the spirits?"

"Idiot! The boss fucks other people's mothers every day. When have you ever seen him actually fuck someone else's mother?!"

Grabbing Wang Jianguo, the two men quickly retreated from the darkness, but instead of returning the same way, they jumped from a balcony in the backyard.

When the people in the front yard entered the house to check the situation, the three men had already climbed up along the rope lowered from the wall.

A clever boy named Dong Xingzai heard the alarm and ran to the backyard to check the situation.

Suddenly, in the darkness, the figures of Wang Jianjun and his group were seen jumping from the wall to the back mountain outside.

"Hey! There seems to be someone here!"

"where?!"

Someone got wind of it and immediately gathered around.

The thug pointed at the wall that was more than two people high and beat his chest and stamped his feet.

"Damn it, I was so close to catching them, but unfortunately they got away!!"

……

The next day, at Da Nan Street, Long Gen’s residence.

Guan Zaisen had no descendants and no one to see him off to the end of his life, so Long Gen arranged a funeral for Guan Zaisen here.

The specifications are still handled according to the model of regional decision-makers.

As the boss of Guanzaisen, Long Gen gave him the last bit of dignity.

At this time, a Taoist priest was already performing a water and land ritual in front of the coffin.

All the big bosses of the stalls in Sham Shui Po were present and bowed in front of Guanzai Senling one by one.

However, Guan Zaisen has few good friends, and few of the uncles in the society come in person.

Uncles like Leng Lao, Shuai Gou, Fei Hua, Shuang Fan Dong, Lao Gui Qiang, and Dalao Quan all sent wreaths through others.

Many gangs were worried about being involved in the feud with Dongxing, so they didn't even show up.

This is what they call a community that needs balance. Balance after balance, balance leads to individual indifference and each acting on their own...

He Yaozong accompanied Long Gen to sit in the family seat, but it was Jimmy who was responsible for responding to the greetings.

To He Yaozong's surprise, Chuanbao was the only uncle present today.

Ever since Guanzaisen's corpse was pulled back from the funeral home and the mourning hall had just been set up, Chuanbao came with his men.

First, he burned incense and paid his respects in front of Guanzaisen's spirit, and then, as the deceased's elder, he helped Long Gen run around the mourning hall, without stopping for a moment until almost ten o'clock in the morning.

"Ayao, Bai Tou Weng was killed at his residence last night. Was it you who did this?"

While the ritual was quiet for a while, Long Gen couldn't help but ask He Yaozong a question.

He got up early in the morning but never dared to ask about this matter.

Although he understood that no matter how the white-headed old man died, the blame would definitely be placed on Sham Shui Po.

He Yaozong nodded, then looked at Long Gendao.