Starting from Hong Kong in 1988!

As Xu Guangkun finished writing "good," the carriage fell silent.

After a while, it seemed she couldn't bear the heavy atmosphere any longer.

The driver continued, "Tell me, how heavy is HK$1000 million?"

The tense atmosphere immediately eased.

Wang Hu rarely showed a smile: "Idiot, ten million is of course as heavy as ten million."

"Isn't that obvious?" Xu Guangkun rolled his eyes at him and explained, "They're packed in metal boxes, 60 cm long, 30 cm wide, and 30 cm high. When full, they weigh 30 to 50 kg. There are 4 to 6 boxes per truck, with 500 to 1000 million yuan."

After calculating for a moment, the driver said, "That means it weighs at most 600 pounds?"

Wang Hu picked up the conversation, "200 jin per person, that's 333 million per person. By the way, what's a good way to spend 333 million?"

"Chasing girls?"

"Eating, drinking, and having fun?"

"bet?"

He then looked at the two of them and asked, "Do you want to go back to the mainland?"

The driver laughed, "Of course I'm going back! My wife is waiting for me at home. If I return the money, they'll come and rob me again."

....

In contrast to the relaxed atmosphere on Xu Guangkun's side, the scene at Baosheng Bank was quite different.

Holding a newspaper, Inspector Jiang sat under the canopy of the ice room, his eyes glancing around seemingly casually.

As she looked at it, she muttered to herself, "Any problems?"

"Sir, no!"

Voices came through the headset one after another.

Jiang Sir turned off the walkie-talkie, frowned, and thought for a moment before saying, "Tell me, is Xu Guangkun going to rob it or not? Am I wrong?"

"Sir, I've been studying Xu Guangkun for a long time. He'll definitely come sooner or later. He's very persistent with his goals, just like his revenge against He Sheng." The policewoman had no doubt.

"Hmm." Jiang Sir nodded, continuing to issue orders over the walkie-talkie. After finishing, he asked, "By the way, do you think he'll be attending the Wo Shing banquet tomorrow?"

Hearing this, the policewoman was also somewhat embarrassed. "I don't know either. He seems to be a very methodical person. Tomorrow's event is very risky, so he might not go. But he's always impulsive..."

After this period of in-depth analysis of Xu Guangkun, Jiang Sir and the policewoman were able to guess that during the two days when Yin Tao was dismissed and Boss Yuan died, Xu Guangkun did not intend to take action, but rather went to observe.

Of course, they also knew that the gunmen who went to find Boss Yuan and Boss Cheng were not hired by Xu Guangkun.

However, it is obviously much better to pin all the blame on Xu Guangkun than to let the people of Hong Kong know that a large number of people are causing trouble in Hong Kong.

"Actually, rather than impulsive, I'd rather call this guy opportunistic and incredibly audacious," Jiang Sir remarked inappropriately.

As his opponent, he had to admit that if he and Xu Guangkun had switched roles, he might not have performed as well as Xu Guangkun...

"In any case, let's send someone to keep an eye on tomorrow's banquet."

......

"What's the situation? Has the armored truck arrived?"

Xu Guangkun's voice came through the earpiece. Spider, who was leaning against the motorcycle, turned his gaze away from the direction of the ice room and said in a muffled voice, "He's not here. There are cops watching over here."

"The cops?"

"Yes. Are we still going to do it?"

"Do it, but be careful and don't get caught."

"Okay." Spider removed his helmet and then the headset from his ear, gave a cold laugh, and pulled out a Motorola phone from his pocket. "Have you found those people I asked you to investigate yesterday?"

A voice came from the phone: "We can't find anything about the Malaysian ones, and we can't find any information about Xu Guangkun either. But we did find the driver. The wanted poster has information about his hometown. He has a wife, a son and a daughter. He's already in custody."

"Thanks, you'll definitely get your money back."

The spider retrieved its mobile phone.

The driver's words from yesterday echoed in his mind: "Let Wang Hu ride the motorcycle, and once the money is on the motorcycle, we'll take care of him. Then we'll take care of Xu Guangkun. 1000 million, 500 million each, that'll be enough for us to live comfortably for the rest of our lives."

Spider put on his helmet, and only his sinister words came out from inside: "Since you can come to me, you can come to Wang Hu and the others too."

......

Time passed slowly, the sun gradually set, and as the dim afterglow gradually spread across the road, the armored truck finally arrived.

"The money has been deposited."

"....."

"Let's go."

Spider kept a close eye on the armored vehicle and followed without hesitation when it started moving.

"Okay, keep an eye on the route. If we don't want to go through Argyle Street, let us know in advance."

"OK."

.....

"Jiang Sir probably won't be coming today. The armored truck has left, and the bank is about to close."

Upon hearing the policewoman's words, Inspector Jiang glanced at the armored truck instinctively. Just as he was about to look away, he saw a motorcycle being hoisted up in the distance.

locomotive?

Jiang Sir frowned immediately.

Xu Guangkun's favorite thing to do is ride a motorcycle.

He stared intently at that figure's back.

Different body types, different heights.

But when it's time to look away.

He suddenly remembered what happened yesterday. Yesterday, someone gave Xu Guangkun a ride, and the loner had now found an accomplice.

Jiang Sir picked up the walkie-talkie and, under the policewoman's questioning gaze, gave the order.

"There's a motorcycle following behind the armored truck. Let's follow it and take a look."

.....

"Did the armored truck deviate from its route?"

"It's not clear yet."

...

"Is that motorcycle still following the escort vehicle?"

"Yes, sir."

...

"The car has arrived at Argyle Street, and should be there in about two minutes."

OK.

...

"Still following?"

"Yes, sir."

......

Argyle Street, at the corner.

The setting sun shone through the gaps between the tall buildings, crossed the overpass, and fell upon the earth.

Very beautiful.

But the three people in the bread cart were clearly not interested in appreciating it.

"20 seconds left."

Xu Guangkun put down the walkie-talkie, licked his dry lips, and said, "Light the fire."

"Okay," the driver replied, and started the car.

Wang Hu stared intently at the street, sweat dripping down his eyebrows and into his eyes, stinging and burning.

One second... two seconds... three seconds...

"boom!"

The roar of the locomotive grew louder as it approached.

Spider rode his motorcycle out of the corner of the old street, made a beautiful drift and stopped on the road, opened the guitar bag he was carrying, and took out an AK.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

A flash of light appeared, and the spent cartridges clattered to the ground.

The tires of the armored truck that had just emerged went flat instantly, and the entire vehicle began to sway uncontrollably from side to side before coming to a standstill in the middle of the road.

"You only have two minutes at most, go!"

Xu Guangkun roared, and the bread cart he was sitting on shot off like an arrow.

Before the vehicle had even come to a complete stop, Xu Guangkun pulled back the bolt and fired a shot at the door of the escort vehicle.

"boom!"

The car door instantly dented, and Xu Guangkun was slammed into his seat by the recoil.

But he ignored all that and shouted, "Go! Hurry up!"

"I know."

Wang Hu shouted loudly.

"Don't fucking know, hurry up!"

"it is good."

Amidst the rising and falling roars, Wang Hu jumped off the bread cart and pulled on the already dilapidated door.

"Sizzle."

With a screeching sound, the car door was flung aside. As if he had rehearsed it a thousand times in his mind, Wang Hu lay down on the spot and only poked the muzzle of his AK inside.

The driver also glanced at the May Fourth.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang!"

.....