I earn really hard money

Chapter 55 Hong Kong Island in [-]
He Xia looked at Ruan Wen's corpse and shook his head. He acted very decisively, but seeing the beautiful woman lying in a pool of blood, he felt somewhat unbearable.

"There are no such excellent women around me in the real world, what a pity..."

Wiping the fingerprints on the gun and putting it on the table, he turned and left the office. When closing the door, he deliberately pressed the lock from the inside.

Killing NPCs or fighting monsters for upgrades has not affected He Xia's mood much.

When he came to the gallery and found Bao Mierhan, He Xia said: "Thank you for today's matter. Ms. Ruan is answering a very important call. Let me tell you that I don't want anyone to disturb you."

Baomir Khan nodded hastily, and enthusiastically sent He Xia out of the gallery.

Without stopping, He Xia went to the street, took a taxi and headed straight to the airport. Things went smoothly than expected, it seemed an hour earlier, but it shouldn't be exposed so soon.

He Xia found out that the task of acting as a punisher is not difficult. The only trouble this time is that there is a fog that obscures the truth. If Ruan Wen was found out to be a painter early, he would not have gone to the printing factory at all!
At the beginning of eleven, He Xia arrived at the airport. In a fast food restaurant in the waiting hall, he saw a news report on TV that the famous Asian painter Nguyen Wen was shot dead in his gallery office!

From the news program, He Xia saw the picture of Baomir Khan being taken away by the police in a panic. He thought that the ten dollars might make Baomir Khan regret it for a long time...

The gallery was monitored, but no information about He Xia was left behind, no fingerprints, no DNA, not even a name, and the Canadian police had no way of tracking him down.

Two streets away, the owner of a newsstand was shocked when he heard the news that Ruan Wen had been shot. A fat and sloppy figure appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but shudder.

He Xia took a sip of hot coffee and took a bite of the hamburger in his hand. Instead of following the news, he began to plan his actions on Hong Kong Island.

If the main quest fails, the Punisher quest is useless...

After boarding the plane smoothly, the flight took off, and eighteen hours later, it landed at Hong Kong Island International Airport.

He Xia woke up from his cramped seat. This was the first time he spent the night on a plane, and the experience was very bad.

[Exploration degree +5%, currently 58%]

"Back to the real world to fly, I only fly first class, go to the fuck! No, why can't I even let go of my dream, I want to buy a private jet! Zhuo!"

Although He Xia's family background was average in the past, when he was in college, he had to travel by train to and from his hometown in Beijing and Hunan Province.

I never thought it would be so uncomfortable to sit and endure for twenty hours, especially when I was surrounded by an aunt who weighed more than 200 kilograms, which squeezed his already small space even more pitifully.

However, He Xia has no experience in flying, otherwise he would take advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to upgrade, and once again put himself in a trap due to lack of social experience.

In the setting sun, He Xia stood outside the airport, holding a heavy cotton padded jacket and looking out at the sea. The destination of his trip, Tuen Mun, was on the other side of the straight line five or six kilometers away.

It's a pity that the subsea tunnel doesn't even have a plan in this era, and he doesn't want to take a privately operated black boat to the other side, so he can only choose the airport bus that goes around forty to fifty kilometers.

"It's so hot!"

The winter on Hong Kong Island is much warmer than that in Vancouver. He Xia put the money in her trouser pocket, and then threw the old cotton clothes and sweaters into the trash can.

There is a [-]-hour time difference between Canada and Hong Kong Island. The flight arrived at Hong Kong Island at [-]:[-] am Canada time, which means it is now [-]:[-] pm Hong Kong Island time.

He Xia found the airport bus and got on it. On the bus, he glanced at the mission time [118:55:34]

"There are five days left, so it's not a big problem. Go buy a pair of pants first, and then find a hotel to rest. Wait..."

Suddenly, He Xia thought about things in the real world. Calculated according to the ratio, fifty hours have passed in the unparalleled world, and ten hours in the real world. .

"Mom said to send me a message, but luckily she said hello in advance. If my cousin has arrived in the capital and I didn't go to pick it up, wouldn't my mother be going crazy... Forget it, if it really arrives today, it will be too late! "

There are many trains from Hunan Province to the capital, and He Xia knows the mainstream ones, and the arrival time in the capital is concentrated in the morning, so if the cousin arrives today, he has already been delayed...

"What if it's tomorrow...then there is still a chance to make amends, yes yes yes, we still have to hurry up!"

Originally, there was plenty of time for the task, so He Xia planned to take a stroll around Hong Kong Island, to appreciate the young and Dangerous culture of Hong Kong Island before [-], to go to Causeway Bay to see and learn, and to go to Portland Street to experience bone rubbing.

It doesn't seem to work at the moment. If the relatives entrust them to miss the appointment, it will affect the face of the parents. It will be very embarrassing to face the joint doubles with the parents.

"Let's hurry up..."

He Xia came to Hong Kong Island for the first time, but he has watched a lot of Hong Kong dramas and movies. He knows more about this city than New York. He followed the airport bus and got off at the busiest urban area in Tuen Mun. .

There are not many foreign faces on the street, but from time to time you can see that He Xia's western appearance doesn't look so abrupt.

At [-] o'clock in the evening, the sky is already dark, the bustling streets of Tuen Mun are very lively, various entertainment venues flashing neon signs, there are countless beautiful boys and girls going in and out, and there are also many young and Dangerous guys parking on the street.

The U.S. knife was easy to use in North America, but it is not so effective when you come to Hong Kong Island. He Xia first has to find a place to exchange the U.S. knife into Hong Kong dollars.

Hong Kong Island is a free port. People from all countries will travel to Hong Kong. There are many shops on the street that are convenient for tourists to exchange currency, and most of them are opened by underground banks.

He Xia found a bank called Wanglai, walked in and saw a clerk smoking a cigarette and watching TV, he knocked on the counter board and said: "Little boy, change some money."

The authentic Cantonese and the European and American appearance made the guy stunned, and it took him a few seconds to react, and said, "How much?"

He Xia thought about it, and would not go to other places anyway, so she simply took out the money left on her body, and counted more than 5000, so she said, "How much is five thousand US dollars in Hong Kong dollars?"

The clerk looked at He Xia counting the money with an evil look on his face, and then cocked his mouth and pointed at the form on the wall: "U.S. knife against Hong Kong paper, one to seven. A thousand dollars counts as thirty-three thousand dollars for you!"

He Xia looked at the banker's assistant speechlessly. He knew that the underground bank had to draw water for exchanging currency, but [-]% of it was really too much. Is this called pumping water?

This is a blood draw!

He knew that all walks of life on Hong Kong Island were irregular before [-], but he didn't expect it to be so outrageous!
(End of this chapter)