black under lights

In front of the tombstone, the sun shines brightly. Li Xueying is dressed in white, wearing sunglasses and a hood, holding a black umbrella in her hand. From a distance, she looks distant and indifferent.

Covering his mouth and nose, he is almost mistaken, vaguely like the boy who walked out of the public school with a schoolbag and an umbrella many years ago.Many years have passed, and now he is alone, going upstream.

A middle-aged man got out of the black car not far away. His temples were already grey, and there were fine lines around his eyes that could not be concealed.The past few years seem to have been devastated, and the smile on Shi Chang's face has disappeared.He looked at the young man standing in front of Li Que's grave more than ten meters away, and lit a cigarette with some chest tightness.Leaning on the body of the car, he smoked slowly.

Li Xueying still stood where she was, and he stepped forward from behind, standing side by side with Li Xueying.

"The sky is sunny, don't stand for too long."

"Uncle Ji Yao." Li Xueying laughed when she heard his voice, and weighed the hand holding the black umbrella to relax the sweaty palm, "It's been a long time. How are you now?"

"People are old, they all look like that." Ji Yao replied, "Aying, you..."

"Thank you, actually. In the past five years, I know that you have been taking care of me behind my back. I have been avoiding you, not because I have forgotten the friendship you helped me with. Some things are useless to talk about, but add to the troubles. I That's what I thought."

"Are you still on Feng Qing's gambling boat?" Ji Yao frowned and asked.

"I know you care about this." Li Xueying smiled again, "Actually, you know that my sister and I will stay by Feng Qing's side. It's not as simple as it seems on the surface, is it? A good friend must know a thing or two about him, and there must be a reason worth making friends with. Uncle Ji Yao, you don't have to make such a surprised expression. The fact that I can say so much today means that it is time."

"Don't be impulsive, what are you going to do?"

"I'm not impulsive." Li Xueying turned around, took off her sunglasses briefly, and looked at Ji Yao from above the glasses, "I'm not kidding. I'm going to close the net."

Even though the weather wasn't too hot and even needed to wear a coat, Ji Yao broke out in a cold sweat for no reason.

"what are you going to do?"

"In the next two weeks, ICAC should receive inspection letters from ten to dozens of people. Of course, these are related to Hongmen's business. Shhh, don't be so nervous. Since I will hand it over to you, I must make sure everything is safe. The evidence is all in hand. I just want to ask you one thing, please close the net as soon as you receive something."

Ji Yao didn't speak, he quietly looked at the child whose eyes were beginning to show sharpness.Perhaps the only right he can reserve is to sigh that the world is impermanent and time is like a sharp knife.

After that, neither of them said any more.They stood quietly in front of the tombstone, mourning Li silently and earnestly.

Mountains and rains are about to come and the wind is all over the building. This time, whether it is for Xing Mo, Li Xueying, Li Li, or anyone involved in it, it is an action that needs to go all out and cannot be underestimated.

Maybe turn the tide, or be buried in the deep sea without bones.

Fate never promises anyone.

A seemingly endless darkness came, and Xing Mo moved faster and faster, until he almost ran.Behind him was a shadowy figure, and three or five people chased after him silently.The lights flickered, shooting Xing Mo's fast-running figure into frames of incoherent stop-motion animation.Within a certain second, his figure disappeared suddenly, and after catching up with those three or five people, he was caught off guard, and was suddenly cut by the light of the knife that slashed down diagonally, spilling a splash of blood.The figure that suddenly appeared swayed in an instant, still under the flickering corridor lights, his smooth and chilling movements were interpreted into a broken silent film under such light.

No one can clearly see how vigorous his skills are, but only know that his moves and every movement are not just the sharpness and ruthlessness that he has chased on the street with a watermelon knife since he was a child.More like a killer than a jerk.

There was only one short cry during the whole process.In a total of three to five seconds, Xing Mo had already knocked down three or four people.

Xing Mo wiped off the blood from his fingertips, walked out of the corridor and turned a corner, found a public phone booth at the corner of the street, and called the white car to call someone.Unexpectedly, just as the phone was hung up, the ear-piercing ringtone rang again.

Xing Mo stared quietly for a moment, and finally picked it up, "Who are you looking for?"

"Xia Xin, you don't talk about the past with uncle when you come back, and you even forgot the rules that your Master Qi taught you before he was alive. I'm so disappointed." With a hoarse and smokey voice, he spoke in such a gloomy sky, as if he was the same as him. It was a venomous snake that was speaking.The poisonous snake laughed again, "I said that since you returned to Hong Kong, everything went wrong. I didn't know until now, you go and get what your Master Qi left you—"

At the end of the voice, all that remained was gnashing of teeth.This is the first time Xing Mo has forced Feng Qing to such a degree.Since he got the list, he has put pressure on Feng Qing silently from all aspects, and the other party finally couldn't stand it until today, and was forced to show his hands and feet, so he couldn't help but attack first.However, Feng Qing misjudged Xing Mo's current strength, which is no longer what it used to be.

"Brother Qing." Xing Mo laughed, raised his arms and leaned against the wall of the public phone calmly, "Don't worry, the younger generation should visit you one day, but the time has not yet come. Be patient. Back then you I am not the only one who has done good deeds. Your life is precious, and there are many people who want to win, and I just happen to be one of them."

"I'll give you one last chance, that list—"

"I will give you one last chance, Brother Qing." Xing Mo interrupted him loudly, "Now you are just at the end of your battle. If you want to negotiate terms with me, please answer my question first. Your real identity back then was not Feng Qing, but Feng Zhiqi, right? What kind of enmity did you have with Mr. Li back then?"

To his surprise, Feng Qing was indeed flustered for a moment on the other side, but after a brief silence, he immediately hung up the phone.Xing Mo frowned, hung up the phone, lit a cigarette, and walked slowly towards the other side of the street.

He walked on both sides of the road and heard the sound of white cars whizzing by.He suddenly longed to see Li Xueying.

It's a pity that Xing Mo is already a living target at this moment, and he doesn't want to affect Li Xueying at this juncture.Feng Qing didn't pay attention to his relationship with Li Xueying for the time being, which also meant that Xing Mo had indeed attracted Feng Qing's full attention.Feng Qing's life is not peaceful. It can be said that Feng Qing's life has never been peaceful since Xing Mo returned to Hong Kong.Although he had contacts with Li Xueying and Li Li in private and accepted their information, Feng Qing's first move was definitely not Li Xueying, but Xing Mo.

What's more, a man's self-esteem and underestimation of the enemy can always lead to failure forever.Perhaps for Feng Qing, it is even more impossible for the pillow person who is by his side every day to cooperate with an enemy who wants to kill him.

No matter what the current situation is, there is not much time left for Xing Mo.

In the next few months, he had to guard against open and hidden arrows from all directions, and even a few times he woke up in the dark when the shadows of the trees shook. Years of mercenary work and habits made his body react faster than his consciousness, and he felt the gun loaded instantly.But the mental state is getting better day by day.Compared with when I first came back, I could barely sleep at night, had difficulty adapting to the normal environment, and was in a state of nervous tension all the time. Now I have slowly adjusted to get out of that state.

There are also benefits.The intuition and insight that are too sharp than others, and the anti-reconnaissance ability make Feng Qingyi or the people sent by others get nothing.In addition, after Xing Mo came back this time, there was an extra big tree of the Xing family to enjoy the shade. It has been unscathed for half a month. Regardless of the scruples, they are finally willing to cooperate with the police.A few who were reluctant also ran away as soon as possible, which was better than staying behind to eat in prison or desperately.

The game between the two sides has reached the final stage, and this long grievance has finally come to an end and needs to end.

In the ancient poems, the spring breeze in February is like scissors.The green shade has not yet formed into a piece, and the chilly spring breeze is still blowing sober.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Ji Yao was wearing a suit and leather shoes, his hair was combed meticulously, and the second hand on his watch was ticking.

"Half an hour later, everyone was in place and arrested."

With the sound of a name, whose hand falls in the Whitehall, whose documents are scattered, who pushes a cup on the dinner table to change a cup, all decisions are made in an instant.Looking at the entire Kowloon Walled City, how many hotbeds of crime are still fermenting. This uncontrolled dynasty will eventually be overthrown today.

It was raining heavily, frantically washing everything in this city, and the filth and filth flowed into the sewer with the rain, and poured into the deep sea.

New Territories, Kwun Tong, Tsuen Wan, Sham Shui Po, Yau Tsim Mong... All uniformed people with folders in their folders, arrest warrants and a group of armed police officers rushed into high-rise buildings quickly and silently, Or an underground casino, or a hotel mansion, or a coffee shop.

"ICAC Inspector, Police Officer O, please cooperate with us, now I suspect you—"

Everyone presents their IDs and arrest warrants in all corners at roughly the same time.What collided crisply was the cold handcuffs.

Some people screamed, some were calm, some were stunned, some were stunned, and some were sophistry—the black muzzle of the gun was aimed at them.Under the huge black sickle, no one escaped this sanction.

The sky was as cloudy as a dark night, a thin figure was holding an umbrella, and the rain was pattering on the surface of the umbrella, flowing like slow motion.

On the edge of his raised umbrella, a small half of his white chin was exposed, his water-colored lips were almost bloodless, and his light-colored hair and eyelashes made him look so clean and thorough in the heavy rain that was almost overwhelming.He sat high on the roof, and beneath his feet was an abyss, which became darker as he went deeper.But he didn't take a second look at his feet, instead, he scanned the whole of Hong Kong, passing by the bright and beautiful high-rise buildings, the dilapidated and dangerous buildings, the cruise ships that were busy leaving the port, and the rolling green mountains in the distance.

He suddenly discovered that in such a small place like Hong Kong, there are all kinds of faces.The world of great difference is condensed here.

Xing Mo put on the body armor and cap on the boat, and his eyes were cold.After receiving the order, he neatly inserted two short guns into his waist, carried a long gun on his back, and returned to the team with his chest up and his head raised.His ears could no longer hear the sound of the outside world, and his blood was already boiling.

Li Xueying sat on the edge of the roof with his feet hanging down. The rain quickly soaked his legs, but he didn't realize it, his legs were crossed and dangling.

Someone opened the door of Feng Qing's half-mountain house, stunned everyone amidst the screams of the Filipino maids and housekeepers, ran upstairs without any delay, and kicked Li Li's bedroom open: "Miss Li, we are your brother Come on, you are not safe here, please come with us as soon as possible."

Ji Yao detained two Hongmen veterans and stuffed them into the car door.He looked up at the sky and the pattering rain, as if announcing a long-planned plan.The people in the car have calmed down, looking at the cloudy harbor with cloudy eyes.

Li Xueying took out a handwritten poem from her pocket, read it silently, fascinated, and silently prayed in her heart that someone would return safely.Gradually, he raised his head higher and higher, and then with a sudden force, the paper in his hand was instantly blown to a higher sky by the raindrops and the inexplicable strong wind.The writing on it flashed past——

I give you my loneliness

my darkness

my heart's hunger

Everything is rendered in slow motion, and the raindrops can see through the retina, reflecting the falling round world.Xing Mo, carrying a gun, stood silently at the gate of the Kowloon Walled City with everyone else, looking into the depths, the bottomless darkness, the city full of snakes, insects, rats and ants, which bred countless crimes.

He knew very well that Feng Qing was inside.All stand in a row, waiting for a command, and rush in to destroy the evil king on the throne.

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