Late at night, in the Mong Kok Typhoon Shelter, a small boat slowly approached the pier.

Mena, Zhang Ziwei, and a man with a missing right hand stood on the shore, as if waiting for some important person to arrive.

Soon, an old man with gray-white medium-length hair, a beard, a well-tailored suit, and a cigar in his mouth walked out of the cabin and came to the deck.

After seeing this old man, Mena and Zhang Ziwei immediately went to meet him. Mena held the old man's hand and helped him off the boat

""Master Buddha."

After the old man came ashore, the man with the missing fingers on his right hand immediately came up to him, forcing a smile on his cold face.

"Ksitigarbha, you are still here so late at night, enjoying the sea breeze and waiting for an old man like me. You are so thoughtful."

The Eight-Faced Buddha looked at Ksitigarbha standing in front of him, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Without Buddha, I wouldn't be where I am today. In my opinion, Buddha, you are just like my elder.~"

Dizang flatters

""Okay, okay."

The Eight-Faced Buddha smiled and nodded, then the smile on his face suddenly disappeared, he turned his head to look at Mena, and said coldly:"Mena, how did your brother Sali die?"

"Father, the night before yesterday, we……"

Mena told the Eight-Faced Buddha in detail what happened after killing Duan Kun.

"Lord Buddha, I think this matter has something to do with Ma Zhihua. Only Ma Zhihua and Dizang knew where we killed Duan Kun, but the Hong Kong police didn't know either. The force that kidnapped us also knew.……"

After Mena finished speaking, Zhang Ziwei also spoke up to flatter Ma Zhihua, but he was interrupted by the Eight-Faced Buddha before he finished speaking:"Okay, stop talking, first get back the 2 billion Hong Kong dollars, then talk about other things."

Hearing what the Eight-Faced Buddha said, Mena showed a trace of embarrassment on her face:"Father, Ma Zhihua was arrested by the Hong Kong Island Police this afternoon for hiring a killer. I guess Ma Zhihua can't hand over the 2 billion Hong Kong dollars for the time being." The expression on the Eight-Faced Buddha's face froze, and he slowly said:"Ma Zhihua was arrested by the Hong Kong Island Police?"

"Yes, father.

Mena nodded.

""Huh!"

The Eight-Faced Buddha took off the cigar from his mouth, exhaled deeply, looked at Dizang, and said slowly:"Dizang, can you do me a favor?

Dadadadadada~

At this time, several cars drove out from the darkness. Before the cars stopped, the people sitting in the cars had already taken out submachine guns and fired wildly at the dozen or so henchmen brought by Dizang.

Caught off guard, most of Dizang's henchmen were killed before they even reacted. The rest were also suppressed by the firepower and could only hide behind the cars, with no room to fight back at all.

""Let's go!"

Seeing this, the Eight-Faced Buddha did not hesitate for a moment, and directly took Mena's hand and was about to return to the boat.

At this moment, a rocket directly blew up the small boat parked on the sea.

Then , a bullet accurately passed through the chest of the Eight-Faced Buddha, blasting a wound as big as a bowl, killing the Eight-Faced Buddha on the spot.

This drug lord who had dominated Southeast Asia for decades could never have dreamed that he would die in this way in a small typhoon shelter on Hong Kong Island.

"Father!"

Looking at the eight-faced Buddha lying in a pool of blood, Mena burst into tears.

However, bang~ another bullet went straight through Mena's head. In just a moment, she fell beside her father.

"There's a sniper!"

Dizang roared, and then moved to find a cover to hide.

Bang~

Unfortunately, the one who sniped him was Thor, the quasi-Olympic champion, the best among the best.

Boom~ Dizang

, the drug lord who had been active in Hong Kong Island for nearly ten years, fell to the ground.

Looking at the three people, Eight-Faced Buddha, Mena, and Dizang, who were shot dead in a short period of ten seconds, Zhang Ziwei was stunned. He thought about how he would feel when Eight-Faced Buddha died in front of him one day. (To read exciting novels, go to Fulu Novel Network!)

Joy, excitement, relief?

But when this day really came, Zhang Ziwei found that except for relief, he had no feelings, no joy, no excitement, Even when his eyes swept over Mena's body, he still had a trace of inexplicable sadness.

Bang~

A bullet passed through Zhang Ziwei's chest, and his sadness ended there...

Boom~ Boom~

Li Xiangdong and Guo Xuejun, carrying rocket launchers, aimed at the two cars where Dizang's henchmen were hiding, and fired an RPG each. The huge power directly blew the two cars away.

Bang bang bang...

According to the standard of one shot to the chest and one shot to the head, everyone present was shot twice to ensure that they could not die again. After that, Thor, Li Xiangdong, Guo Xuejun, Gao Fei, Xiaozhuang and others took the body of the Eight-Faced Buddha and drove away in three cars.

Asking for flowers

When the police officers from the Mong Kok Police Station arrived, they found nothing except a dozen bodies and a scene that looked like a world war.

On the other side, after leaving the Mong Kok Typhoon Shelter, Li Xiangdong dialed Shen Qiu's number

"Brother Qiu, the matter has been completed."

After the call was connected, Li Xiangdong said

"OK, I got it."

Shen Qiu was standing behind Ma Zhihua at this moment, listening to the conversation between Ma Zhihua and the lawyer. Ma Zhihua was no longer as high-spirited as before. He was like a wealthy man who just learned that he was bankrupt. From beginning to end, he exuded two words: decadent.[]

Although the lawyer's words were very obscure, Shen Qiu, who was in charge of all this, heard it clearly. In this game, Li Xiaowen admitted it, and Ma Zhihua and Chen Minhong were the scapegoats.

""Xiaozi, I'm going to make a call. You stay here."

After hanging up Li Xiangdong's phone, Shen Qiu turned to Xiaozi beside him and said.

Now that the dust has settled and the Eight-Faced Buddha is dead, what Shen Qiu has to do is to get the 2 billion Hong Kong dollars from the Eight-Faced Buddha.

After leaving the interrogation room, Shen Qiu dialed Tian Yangsheng's number.

"Ah Sheng, you can start now."

Shen Qiu said slowly after the call was connected.

Then Shen Qiu hung up the phone.

After accepting her fate, Chen Minhong told Shen Qiu everything she knew about Ma Zhihua, including that many things about Ma Zhihua were done by his secretary Lu Guohua, such as picking up the black money and where the black money was stored. In addition, Ma Zhihua's operations in the stock market were all presided over by Fei Guoxiong, so the black money to be invested in the stock market was also managed by Fei Guoxiong.

Controlling Lu Guohua and Fei Guoxiong was equivalent to controlling the black money in Ma Zhihua's hands.

Shen Qiu did not forget that in order to complete the task of taking ill-gotten gains, in addition to killing the Eight-Faced Buddha, he also had to rob the Eight-Faced Buddha of 2 billion Hong Kong dollars.

"After taking 2 billion Hong Kong dollars from a Southeast Asian drug lord, the Southeast Asian drug lord took people to take the money back and killed two people to vent his anger. It should be reasonable, right?"

After hanging up the phone, Shen Qiu walked to the French window, looking at the brightly lit night scene of Central not far away, and whispered to himself again.

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