Hong Kong film: Detective Abalone, dominating Hong Kong Island!

Gang Sheng followed Ah Bing for about a hundred meters and arrived at a small cabin in the woods.

This is a temporary shelter built by Ah Bing to facilitate his smuggling operations.

On the table, there was some food and a bottle of wine.

As soon as he entered the room, Ah Bing could no longer contain himself and pounced on Gang Sheng.

Caught off guard, the Hong Kong student was immediately pinned down on the table by Ah Bing.

"let me go!"

"Little beauty, forget about your relatives, come with me!" Ah Bing grinned maliciously, about to bite her.

The next second, a heroic spirit flashed in Gang Sheng's eyes, and he grabbed a wine bottle with his right hand and smashed it on Ah Bing's head.

"Oh!"

The bottle shattered, and Ah Bing screamed in agony, clutching his head and staggering as bright red blood gushed out.

"Stinky bitch!"

Hong Kong student didn't care about anything else. He grabbed his small package, broke down the door, and ran away.

Enraged, Ah Bing endured the excruciating pain and gave chase.

run!

Like a frightened little rabbit, Hong Kong student could not tell which way to go and stumbled and ran through the woods.

Suddenly, several beams of flashlight shone in.

"What are you doing!"

"Don't run!"

"Cops!" Ah Bing, who was chasing him, quickly changed direction and disappeared into the woods.

"Stop, don't run!"

Seven or eight uniformed police officers had no choice but to target Hong Kong Sheng.

Run and run, escape and escape

Finally, with no obstacles in sight, Gang Sheng, panting heavily, burst out of the dense forest.

Under the moonlight, Gang Sheng, who had almost exhausted all his strength, continued running along the beach.

They can't be sent back!

Without the trees to provide cover, the uniformed police officers were moving faster and faster, and it was only a matter of time before they caught up with Gang Sheng.

"Ok?"

Chen Xijiu, who was fighting valiantly, stared speechlessly at something a few hundred meters away.

The open beach offers a panoramic view.

On Chen Xijiu's side, there were still many reefs providing cover, while that area was a vast open space.

Moreover, after the intermediate-level body modification, Chen Xijiu's five senses were no longer human.

He easily spotted the scene of the chase.

Rose frowned: "Um... what's wrong... Ninth Brother?"

"It's nothing, they're probably just catching illegal immigrants. What a downer!" Chen Xijiu's face showed dissatisfaction, then a thought crossed his mind.

Without anyone noticing, two assassins suddenly appeared on the beach two hundred meters away.

They were only a few dozen meters away from the running Gang Sheng.

"Tell them I'm here, and get them all out of here!"

"Yes, Master!"

The two assassins strode forward, getting closer and closer to the desperately running Hong Sheng.

After running nearly two kilometers, including a long stretch of dense forest that provided cover, Gang Sheng felt like his lungs were about to explode.

The consequence of brain hypoxia is that vision begins to blur.

She really wanted to sit down and rest, but she didn't have the courage.

Driven only by the instinct to escape, they stumbled forward.

The two assassins remained expressionless, preparing to kick the stumbling Hong Kong student away.

Suddenly, Chen Xijiu, who was sharing the same field of vision as the assassin, was startled.

That is?

What a familiar face.

Chen Xijiu's face lit up with joy. It was her! "Wait, let her come over!"

"Yes, Master!"

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"Righteousness Reaching the Heavens" - Hong Kong Student

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Chapter Thirty-Three: Scenes Inappropriate for Young Girls, Hong Kong Students Wish They Could Die. (New book, please add to your collection, give flowers, thank you for your support.)

The two assassins bypassed the stumbling Hong Kong student and strode towards the uniformed police.

"Who are you?"

"Stop us?"

The police officers looked wary and reached for their guns at their waists.

One of the assassins, expressionless, pulled a wad of cash from his pocket: "Detective Chan from Shau Kei Wan is over there. That woman just now, she's one of his women!"

"The detective said, 'Brothers, let's go for a drink.'"

The seven or eight uniformed policemen immediately relaxed, staring longingly at the banknotes in the assassin's hand.

They all beamed with joy, bowing and scraping as they accepted the money, touching the thick wad of Hong Kong dollars in their hands.

Detective Chan from Shau Kei Wan?

That's incredibly generous!!!

"Thank you, Detective Chen!"

"Detective Chen, you're too kind."

Immediately, seven or eight uniformed policemen bowed and saluted in the distance.

At this moment, the dizzy and disoriented Gang Sheng noticed the noise behind him.

The group of police officers who were chasing them like mad dogs were actually stopped by the two men, who even saluted them.

Wait, did I just brush past that person?

Why didn't you stop me?

Gang Sheng shook his head violently, trying to stop thinking about those things, and collapsed onto the soft sand, panting heavily.

"Huh...huh..."

After a slight adjustment, Hong Kong student, who felt utterly insecure, struggled to his feet, slumped down, and greedily inhaled the air.

Only now did she feel as if she had come back to life.

In the distance, the pursuing police officers had already left, chatting and laughing.

The two people who intercepted him just stood there quietly, seemingly having no intention of coming back to find him.

Hong Sheng couldn't help but look at all his possessions, which consisted of only a small package containing a few pieces of clothing.

Inside, she was wearing what she considered her most fashionable outfit.

I spent all my money trying to get to Hong Kong Island, including through illegal immigration.

What do I have left that makes me worth remembering by others?

Okay, there's only one thing: the body.

However, compared to that ugly and despicable smuggler, this was a big shot who could stop the police.

Would someone like me even be interested in?

Gang Sheng couldn't help but look down at himself; he was covered in mud and sand, and his whole body was filthy.

A sense of inferiority arose involuntarily.

You're overthinking it...

"Why worry about so much..."

Having recovered slightly, Gang Sheng saw a rocky beach about 70 or 80 meters away and continued walking forward.

Compared to this vast, unobstructed land, only there can Hong Kong students feel a sense of security.

Fifty meters, thirty meters, twenty meters...