Hong Kong variety show "Rebellious": Starting with Accompanying Sister-in-Law to Get Her H

Central, Landmark Shopping Centre

Mary was browsing in a luxury store. "Please wrap these two items up for me!"

"Okay, ma'am!" The saleswoman stepped forward with a professional smile and began packing.

"Madam, please come to the lounge area for a coffee. We'll be ready soon!" another saleswoman said with a smile.

Mary smiled and agreed, then sat down in the rest area.

Just then, her phone rang. "Hello! Ah Chen!"

"Honey, I have something to do tonight, I'll be home late!" Han Chen's voice came through.

Mary could tell Ah Chen was in a good mood, and then her lips twitched. "That old guy actually kept his word, promoting Ah Chen to a managerial position!" "I know, I saved you some food! Be careful!"

"Hahaha! My wife is the best. I'm not saying anything more, Uncle Kun is calling me!" Han Chen said jokingly and quickly hung up the phone.

Mary's hand holding the phone froze for a moment, her beautiful eyes seeming to hold a thousand words she wanted to say!

Just then, she felt a darkness fall beside her, and a very young and handsome man sat on the sofa next to her. Mary instinctively reached into her bag, but two cold gun barrels were pointed at the back of her head. "If I were you, I'd better not move!" Ah Dong's cold voice rang out!

Mary turned her head slightly to look around and saw that the area was already surrounded by more than a dozen men in black suits, and people outside couldn't see what was happening here at all!

Mary was startled, but quickly calmed down. If it were an enemy, they would have kidnapped her already. She glanced at the young man on the sofa beside her and smiled slightly, "Handsome, your way of striking up a conversation is quite unique!"

Guan Zuhua sized up Mary; she was a mature woman of above-average build. No wonder that old fox Ni Kun was envious!

"Han Chen's woman isn't exactly a pretty face, but I wonder if he knows that he rose to his position as a leader because his wife slept with his respected Uncle Kun. What do you think his expression will be when he finds out, and what will he do? Heh!"

Mary's smiling face instantly turned pale, her small fists clenched and trembled a few times, and she looked at the person opposite her with a serious expression, "W-who are you? What do you want?"

After planting a seed of special abilities, Guan Zuhua said calmly, "People in the underworld call me 'Handsome Zu.' I've come to you today because I have something I need you to do!"

Mary opened her eyes wide, looking surprised, and said, "Brother Joe, the head of Hung Hing in Tsim Sha Tsui! What do you want with me?"

Guan Zuhua lit a cigarette. "You've always wanted to do this, and our goals are aligned. You can easily guess!"

Mary wasn't stupid; she immediately realized, "Ni Kun!"

"clever!"

"Why should I agree to your request? Besides, what benefits would I get?" Mary asked calmly.

"If you think this green hat isn't enough, then if I let the police find out that Han Chen dares to infiltrate the police force, guess what will happen to Han Chen?" Guan Zuhua exhaled a few smoke rings.

"What's wrong with you?" Mary was startled and stood up in a daze, but was quickly pushed back down by the man in the black suit.

"Don't you have a sycophant who adores you? Let him help you! When Ni Kun dies, your husband might get even more, like swallowing one or two of the four big bosses' purses! What do you say?" Guan Zuhua said.

Mary took a deep breath to regain her composure, and snorted coldly, "Do you think I'm a three-year-old? There's no such thing as a free lunch. If you turn your back on us after we've served our purpose, won't we have worked for nothing?"

Kwan Cho-wah stood up indifferently, not tolerating her at all, "You have no choice! Either do as I say, or I'll have Director Lai from Tsim Sha Tsui invite Lau Kin-ming for coffee, and of course, there's another guy surnamed Lam!"

Mary was completely stunned. How could he possibly know such a top-secret matter?

"You, you!"

Guan Zuhua didn't stop walking. Before leaving, he said casually, "You only have two days!"

Mary slumped onto the sofa, looking utterly dejected, staring blankly in the direction the black suit had gone!

When Guan Zuhua returned to the company, the workers in front of the door were hanging up a new sign!

Peninsula Property Security Company

Peninsula Garment Company

Peninsula Credit Services

Peninsula Import & Export Trading Company

Peninsula Logistics Full-Chain Service Company

Peninsula Security Services Company

Guan Zuhua looked at the names of the two companies behind him, wondering which business segment to start with!

"Brother Hua! When are we going to make our move?" Ah Dong asked with a hint of anticipation.

Guan Zuhua snapped out of his reverie, thought for a moment, and said, "Let's wait until tonight! I'll go check out the Dahe Hotel first. Wait for my call!"

"Understood!" Ah Dong nodded in response.

8:30 PM

Tat Ho Hotel, Kowloon District

Kwan Cho-wah parked his car on the next street and entered the store as a normal customer.

He booked a private room, and after the food was served, he told the waiter not to disturb him while he was eating, and then he started sneaking up to the second floor.

As soon as he reached the stairwell, he saw two men in black suits guarding the second floor. With a flick of his special ability, the two men's eyes went blank, and Kwan Cho-wah instantly passed through them!

Once you get to the second floor, all you can hear is the noisy chatter of Japanese birdsong!

After listening for a while, finding it uninforming, I decisively sneaked up to the third floor.

There were six guard dogs on the third floor. Guan Zuhua's pupils shrank instantly, and the eyes of the six men in black suits became numb and lifeless!

I went up to the third floor without any ceremony. It was very quiet there. My ears twitched, and I looked at the door at the end of the corridor. It had a sign that read "President's Office".

"Fukuda-kun, hurry up with the information on Guan Zuhua. I need to see it by tomorrow!" Fujita Jiro said seriously.

"Yes!" Fukuda Koichi replied with a bow.

Fujita Jiro nodded and looked at his other deputy, Takeshita Jun.

"Takeshita-kun! Go and make a trip to the Black Dragon Society. First, explain the stock shortage, and second, have Yamamoto-kun prepare the manpower. Guan Zuhua is definitely going to die!"

"How dare you humiliate my great **** warrior! I will make him pay the price!"

"Yes!" Takeshita Jun also bowed in response.

After finishing their business, the three began to chat. Fujita Jiro suddenly sighed, "Fukuda-kun, Takeshita-kun, have you noticed that after MacArthur reformed our great Sakura Empire with all sorts of laws from top to bottom, the men of Sakura are becoming less and less like samurai?"

Fukuda Koichi took a sip of sake, somewhat puzzled, and said, "Fujita-kun, are you saying that the five-star Emperor General, whom everyone respects, is harming us? But everyone says that he changed the cherry blossoms, allowing us to quickly rebuild into a developed country!"

Junya Takeshita cautiously asked, "Is Fujita-kun referring to the current public opinion and media?"

Fujita Jiro nodded. "That's right! Back then, we were a theocratic tribe with the heavens and earth as our supreme power. The spirit of martial arts was something every Sakura man had to learn!"

How brave and fearless the Sakura Samurai were back then! They even dared to bomb Pearl Harbor. Loyalty to His Majesty the Emperor was the belief of every samurai!

But now, look at how many of the men from the cherry blossoms have long hair, wear makeup, and are thin and weak. With such physique and quality, how can they unleash the brave and fierce fighting power of the men of our great river nation?

They're practically castrating the males of the Sakura tribe! Sigh! The Sakura tribe has been stationed here for years; if this continues, where is the future for us men of the Great River? Alas!

"Fujita-kun's thoughts are profound, and his concern for the future of our Sakura tribe is truly ashamed of me!" The two deputies bowed again.

Fujita Jiro drank three cups in a row with a dejected look on his face. Just then, the office door opened.

"Baka!" Fujita Jiro was in a bad mood and cursed loudly on the spot!

Then his eyes widened to their maximum, and just as he was about to speak, a soft "BIU" sounded, and a red mark appeared on his forehead. He then collapsed!

Fukuda and Takeshita had just stood up after bowing when, before they could react, two loud "BIUBIU" sounds pierced the back of their heads, and the three of them collapsed onto the table!

After Guan Zuhua approached, he fired three more shots into their backs!

Then he activated all his special abilities, putting on gloves and starting to rummage through drawers and cabinets.

Besides finding several stacks of documents in the safe and drawers, I also found a small safe behind a portrait on the wall. I rummaged through it and put everything into my storage space!

After scanning the office, he opened his palm, and the six bullets from the three men's bodies appeared in his palm with a whoosh, then disappeared!

He slammed the gas pipe shut, put two cans of ice-cold beer in the microwave, set the timer, closed the door, and walked past the six dazed creatures!

Upon reaching the second floor, looking at the entire floor of foot baths, he smirked and swaggered out of the Dahe Hotel through the main entrance!

Just as Guan Zuhua got into the car, a huge explosion suddenly rang out, shaking the car windows!

The rumbling sound lasted for a few seconds!

The explosion occurred on the third floor, but thanks to the buffer on the second floor, the lives of the guests on the first floor were still safe!

I drove over to check out the scene, used all my special abilities to scan it, and the result was satisfactory. I then drove away quickly!

Han Chen Villa

Mary watched Ah Chen finish his meal. When he went to bed that night, she put down her phone and picked it up again, then put it down again, repeating this several times. Finally, her pretty face lit up as she looked at the sleeping Ah Chen.

Finally, I sent out a message: "Tomorrow morning at 10 AM, Downing Coffee Shop!"

A short while later, the phone rang. "Okay!"

Mary's eyes were fixed on the ceiling, a chill creeping over her. "How about we have Ah Ming take care of Liang Zu too?"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

On the bus, Guan Zuhua began to look through the documents in his hand.

"6-12, 42 in total!"

"9-16, 36 in total!"

“…………”

"The Black Dragon Society received a total of 116 birds this season!"

"This season, Anyo Maru was restocked 8 times, and 6 customers were introduced..."

"........."

After carefully reading through it, Guan Zuhua frowned. "The Black Dragon Society knows about this! But what the hell is this An Yang Wan?"

Guan Zuhua then recalled a movie that CCTV had once broadcast, "I think the Japanese call their ships 'Maru'? That should be right, it means a steamship, right?"

"Huh! This name seems familiar!" Guan Zuhua thought for a long time before a flash of inspiration struck him. He finally remembered that it was from the information about the Dahe Hotel that Ah Xing had given him!

He immediately took out his phone. "Ah Xing, do you have any information about An Yang Wan from the documents you submitted last time?"

Ah Xing immediately started searching through the information. "Yes! That ship has been drifting in international waters for a long time. It's a ship that presses peanut oil!"

"An oil press boat?" Guan Zuhua asked with a puzzled look.

Ah Xing immediately explained, "That's how it is. Those Japanese are very cunning. They collect a lot of peanuts nearby, then transport them to the sea to process them into oil, and then resell them back home. This saves time, effort, transportation costs, and all kinds of expenses!"

There are still quite a few of these oil pressing boats at sea, and the marine police can't do anything about them! Brother Hua, have you discovered something?

Guan Zuhua's mind started racing. "An oil press boat? An oil press boat? That doesn't make sense!"

TMD!

Could this be a medical surgical ship at sea that's specifically designed for disassembling parts and extracting ink?

Otherwise, why would an oil pressing vessel need to introduce any customers? This is clearly abnormal!

Guan Zuhua carefully reviewed all the documents and materials again, his eyes growing increasingly resolute. "Damn it! What the hell!"

He quickly picked up the phone. "Hey! Ah Dong, get 100 men out there immediately to the Black Dragon Society's headquarters in Kwai Tsing. Yes! Right now, immediately!"

"Alright, I'll take the men and set off right away!" Ah Dong sensed the urgency in Hua Ge's tone and loudly ordered, "Check the equipment, let's go immediately!"