Hong Kong Movie: The Positive Energy System of Hongxing Boss

"It turns out it's Brother Xiaoma. You, a noble man, don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for any reason. What's the point of coming to my little temple?"

Tan Huanxi put away his gun. He knew that ordinary guns would not be of much use to these security personnel.

"Brother Huanxi, our boss wants to invite you to come over and give me some face." Brother Ma said carelessly with a toothpick in his mouth.

However, these words made Tan Huan suddenly feel nervous.

The club brother who was "invited" by Fengyun in this way seemed to have a bad end.

"Brother Xiao Ma, what does Boss Feng want to do with me, a little guy?" Tan Huanxi asked anxiously.

"How could I possibly know about the boss? I'm just a pawn taking orders. What do you think, brother Huanxi, pack up and go to see the boss with me?"

Xiaoma Ge said with a smile. At the same time, the four team members behind him also pointed their guns at Tan Huanxi intentionally or unintentionally.

The meaning is very clear. You have the right to refuse, but the final decision is still in our hands.

Thinking of this, Tan Huanxi gritted his teeth and prepared to put the gun behind his waist.

"Brother Huanxi, the boss doesn't like seeing people with weapons, so you'd better leave the gun here. This will be better for both of us."

"Oh, look at my brain. I'm sorry. Brother Xiao Ma, get used to it. I didn't mean to offend Boss Feng." Tan Huanxi pretended to slap his head, and then put the gun away with great reluctance. Back in the drawer.

This time when he goes out, there are unpredictable fortunes and misfortunes. He still doesn't know what the other party wants to see him for.

Tan Huanxi's brain was racing rapidly. He carefully recalled what he had done recently to see if there was anything that had offended Brother Feng Yun.

In the end, the result was quite gratifying. He was convinced that during this period, he was planning to compete with Tarsha in the ring and had not done anything out of bounds.

Moreover, with Brother Fengyun's current status in the world, it is impossible for a short mule like Tarsha to invite this great god.

If that were the case, he would have just surrendered in the arena where he had a fight with Tarsha.

"Brother Xiao Ma, can I make a call?" Tan Huanxi asked.

Since the death of his wife and son, his goddaughter Ding Xiaojia has become the person he cares about most in the world.

He knew early on that Ding Xiaojia was an undercover police officer, but he had no intention of exposing it.

Brother Xiao Ma made a gesture of please indifferently. In Hong Kong Island, no one can refuse what Brother Feng Yun wants, not even the Commissioner of Police.

Over the past year, he has kept a low profile, but he has spent too much energy overseas.

As for Hong Kong Island, a tiny place, it has no important significance in the Fengyun Project's territory. It is enough to have Hongxing Security in charge.

The call was quickly connected.

"Hey, Xiaojia, I'm the godfather. How is your life lately?"

"Xiaojia, I may go out recently. At HSBC, I left you a living allowance of 100 million. The account holder uses your name and the password is your birthday. If you need money, you can Go get it..."

Tan Huanxi was so long-winded that he explained a lot of things to Ding Xiaojia, as if explaining the aftermath.

Ding Xiaojia suddenly had a bad premonition. Perhaps it was her intuition as a police officer. She felt that something bad was going to happen to her godfather.

"Godfather, what happened? Is there anything I can do to help?" Ding Xiaojia asked eagerly.

Although she was working undercover, she could feel that Tan Huanxi really treated her as a daughter.

People have feelings for each other. After getting along for a long time, Ding Xiaojia will unconsciously feel a little concerned about Tan Huanxi...

"Daughter, my godfather is fine. The company just has a business, and I have to go out to negotiate. It may take a while.

Okay, I won’t say any more, just take care of yourself and die. "

After explaining the funeral arrangements, Tan Huanxi hung up the phone decisively.

He didn't want to implicate Ding Xiaojia because of his own affairs.

Even though Ding Xiaojia is a police officer, if she offends a hero like Feng Yun, she will disappear without a trace.

There are so many such cases that Tan Huanxi has lost count.

……

Fengyun's office.

"Brother Huanxi, I've finally invited you here. I've been waiting for you for a while. Sit down wherever you want and treat this as your own home. Do you want to drink water or Coke?" Seeing Tan Huanxi being brought in, Feng Yun greeted him enthusiastically.

Tan Huanxi complained in his heart, why the hell did your family hire someone to use this method? Just point the gun to your head.

However, this is what I think about in my heart, but I never dare to say it with my mouth.

"Boss Feng, you are very busy. If you need anything, just give me a call. Why bother working with these brothers?" Although he was panicking in his heart, Tan Huan was so happy that he still kept a smile on the outside. This was His final stubbornness.

"Brother Huanxi, do you think I should call you Brother Huanxi? Or Sir Huanxi?" Feng Yun suddenly said.

Tan Huanxi's heart suddenly thumped.

"Boss Feng, I don't quite understand what you mean?"

Fengyun didn't waste any time and directly threw a hard kraft paper file bag to Tan Huanxi.

"Brother Huanxi, take a look at your file. If there is anything missing, you can also add it."

Tan Huanxi reluctantly opened the file with trembling hands. After browsing through it tremblingly, Tan Huanxi felt relieved.

This file is indeed his previous record in the police force, but there is no record of his time as an undercover agent.

"Boss Feng, I used to be a policeman, but I was kicked out of the police force later, so I started to mingle with society." Tan Huanxi tried to argue.

"Brother Huanxi, let's not tell secrets. You can't hide your affairs from me. If I'm not wrong, you are an undercover police officer, right?

Don't rush to deny it. I'm not a judicial institution here. I only believe in my own inferences. "

Then, while Tan Huanxi was stunned, Brother Fengyun picked up the pen, imitated the handwriting on the file, and began to make additions.

After a while, a brand new file came out.

In this file, the whole story of Tan Huanxi's undercover work is very wonderfully compiled.

"Brother Huanxi, if I put this file on the world, what do you think the brothers on the road will think of you?"

Hearing what Feng Yun said, Tan Xiang broke into cold sweat and suddenly started to flow down.

"Boss Feng, stop playing, people will die if you do this."

Tan Huanxi did not worry about the authenticity of the files. This was his cleverness.

Because those brainless dwarf mules on the road will not consider such complicated issues at all. They only believe in everything they see with their own eyes, even if it is forged by the other party.