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Only then did he quicken his pace, walked out of the rooftop and into the corridor.

Go out of the corridor and walk to the elevator.

Seeing the ever-sliding red electronic numbers displayed above the closed silver-gray elevator door frame, Chen Yongren began to inspect the marble corridor back and forth.

After finding that there was nothing abnormal, he walked back to the corridor leading to the rooftop.

On the rooftop, Chen Yongren, whose clothes were constantly fluttering by the night wind and making a "woo, hoo" sound, stood where Huang Zhicheng had stood before, leaning against the cold railing.

A pair of eyes are the same as when entering the rooftop, staring at the gate leading to the rooftop.

Then, Chen Yongren reached into the right pocket of the silver-gray casual cropped trousers, and took out a small black rectangular object from it.

Without looking at it, Chen Yongren skillfully pressed the red button on the top of the small object.

Then, the silence on the rooftop was broken again.

However, it was not Huang Zhicheng who took the initiative to break the silence on the rooftop this time, but Chen Yongren's voice.

"Huang Sir, what's the matter in such a hurry to find me?"

"I guessed it was you. What, you thought you were making a movie?"

"Huang Sir, I'm an undercover undercover agent. In case someone finds out one day, come and collect my body?"

"Others say that killing people and setting fire to the golden belt, repairing bridges and repairing roads without corpses! This is not how a person should behave, Ah Ren!"

under night.

Chen Yongren, who was staring at the gate of the rooftop, was playing with the silver-white dagger in his hand to pull out all kinds of knives, while listening to the conversation between the two played on the small black tape recorder, his facial expressions were constantly changing while being illuminated by the moonlight and laser lights !

Chapter 6 The Forced Invitation Outside the Ni Family Villa

In Tsim Sha Tsui, on the road not far from Ni's sea view villa, there are more than a dozen black cars parked.

On a small yellow mound next to the road where a row of black cars parked, four middle-aged men with different temperaments looked at the faintly visible Ni's villa in front of them, talking to each other.

"Guohua, you have met the second young master of the Ni family, what do you think of that kid?" The person who asked the question was a middle-aged man in a checkered shirt, his name was Zheng.

One of the five hall masters of the Ni family, the strength is the weakest among the five hall masters.

"Why ask me, it's not like you haven't seen that kid, what do you think?" Guohua, who is also one of the five hall masters, has never liked Zheng very much.

He always thought that the other party was a bit soft-tempered, like a weed.

So with a serious expression on his face, he didn't answer the other party's question, but directly asked back.

"Okay, okay, you two don't argue, it's a big deal. Gandhi, what do you think of that kid Ni Yongxiao?"

Seeing that the atmosphere between the two became a little stiff, the white-haired black ghost quickly stood up and smoothed things over.At the same time, he looked at Gandhi, who was the most powerful among the four, to be precise, the strongest among the five hall masters, the most beautiful among the four, and the least afraid of the Ni family.

Wearing a pair of glasses and an old man's shirt, Gandhi, who looked quite elegant, habitually supported the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and slowly withdrew his eyes from staring at the sea view villa of Ni's house in front of him. Said: "What else can I do? A talented student studying finance in Canada is just a very gentle and polite little guy. I really think everyone is like that old guy Ni Kun, who is born to be the boss of a gangster .”

The other three were not stupid, and they couldn't hear the disdain in Gandhi's words.

You look at me, I look at you. In the end, Guohua, who has always been serious and has been connecting the four of them, said: "I have already thought about it. After that old man Ni Kun is gone, I don't plan to do it again." It's time to pay."

The four of them knew very well the reason why Ni Kun handed over the seat to his second son at this time.The root cause was that the other party's heart attack relapsed a few days ago. Although he was rescued in time, his life was not long.

The current Ni family, in the eyes of the four, has no successors at all.

Although Ni Kun, a smiling tiger, is old and vicious, but the next generation is useless.

The eldest son has a problem with IQ, so he ran to become a doctor to save lives and heal the wounded.In the eyes of the four people who knew the inside story, it was a rather ironic thing. The father killed people, and the son saved them. The whole thing was crazy.

The youngest son was even more unbearable, he knew how to spend money to play with women all day long, he was a complete waste playboy.

As for the daughter, she married early and became a housewife, and the Ni family rarely returned.

In the end, only the second son, Ni Yongxiao, was left as a talented student. Unfortunately, this kid was too bookish, and he was not at all as decisive as Ni Kun.

Moreover, the four of them also heard that Ni Yongxiao was going to wash his hands after taking over the family business, which seemed like a big joke to the four of them.

Maybe the business can be washed, how to wash the past history, wash it with a hammer.

What the Ni family does, no one in Hong Kong Island knows.

How could those delicate and expensive upper-class people accept a family with such a background, unless the other party's mind is full of shit.

In Hong Kong Island, if you become a dwarf mule, you will be a fucking dwarf mule for the rest of your life.

In the eyes of the four, the only person who can help the current Ni family is the old second uncle of the Ni family.

It's a pity that this Second Uncle Ni has always been just the executor of the Ni family, not the decision maker. To put it bluntly, he is just a thug.

It is simply impossible to rely on him to lead the Ni family down.

The four people who thought they had seen through the truth of the Ni family planned to encroach on the Ni family's territory immediately after Ni Kun's death and kick the Ni family out.

At this time, the nigger who came out to smooth things over asked a key question: "What about Han Chen? That bastard has always been loyal to Ni Kun and the Ni family. Once Ni Kun dies and we start a war with the Ni family, he will definitely It will become the new force of the Ni family."

"Hey," Guohua, who has always had a serious expression, laughed unexpectedly when he heard the question about the nigger, "Isn't that little guy Han Chen very fond of his beautiful wife Marry? At worst, we'll arrest his wife." Come here. See if he wants to protect Ni's family or Marry? Hehehehe!"

Looking at Guohua's salivating expression, and thinking of that beautiful woman Marry, the other three still don't understand what this famous pervert is up to.

The bastard Guohua clearly took a fancy to the beauty of that beauty Marry, but thinking of the woman's soft appearance and curvy figure, the other three swallowed secretly.

At this time, one of Gandhi's ugly-looking subordinates walked up the small mound: "Boss, Han Chen and the others have appeared."

Gandhi took off his black-framed glasses and blew two breaths on the two lenses respectively: "Hoo, hoo."

Then he took out the white glasses cloth that he carried with him, and carefully wiped the dust on the two lenses.

Gandhi folded the glasses cloth, put it in the right trouser pocket, and put on the glasses again: "Go, bring us Boss Han, and tell us that the four of us have something important to discuss with him."

Immediately afterwards, the four of them rushed back and waved, and each called a confidant to come up with a weapon.

They all know Han Chen's character, and no one can guarantee that the black-handed little man will directly strike at the slightest disagreement.

"You mean those four guys are waiting for me on the mound over there?"

Han Chen, who was forced to stop while driving, looked at the silly strongman who came to inform him of the news, and immediately stuck his head out of the window to look at the row of black cars parked on the road ahead and the subordinates of the four hall masters beside the car. .

Then, Han Chen looked at the figures on the yellow mound again, and a sneer flashed across his face: "Hehe, I'm going to the Ni family's villa soon. Don't go there to talk about things, just wait for me here. These bastards seem to have no good intentions!"

"Husband?" Sitting next to Han Chen in the back seat of the car, he was wearing an orange leather jacket, a close-fitting silver knitted T-shirt underneath, and an orange leather knee-length skirt underneath. Wearing a pair of black high boots, Marry tightly grasped Han Chen's wrist, looking worriedly at Han Chen who shrank his head.

Hearing the trembling in his wife's voice beside him, Han Chen stretched out his left hand and tightly held the slightly trembling, slightly cold right hand of the other party. At the same time, he stretched out his right hand to hug Marry's shoulder, and kept patting with.