Wang Jianjun also noticed the three people eating noodles.
Well, the two of them were tall and burly, almost as tall as Xiaohe when they were sitting. It was them who didn't run away. After thinking about it, they asked Xiaohe in a low voice: "Do you have a gun?"
"Huh? Oh, I didn't bring it with me." Xiaohe was stunned for a moment before he realized what was happening. He touched his waist and replied.
"Okay, leave it to me."
After Wang Jianjun said something to Xiaohe, he turned to the three of them and shouted: "So it turns out that the vote in Tsim Sha Tsui last Wednesday was your fault?"
The three of them gradually stopped eating noodles. Among them, the man in a yellow coat slapped his chopsticks on the table and said with a fierce look on his face: "What do you want to do?" There was a smell of Sichuan as soon as he opened his mouth. .
"Police, take out your ID cards!" Seeing what the other party said, Xiaohe was even more sure that the three of them were the wanted criminals in the text message, so he immediately took out his ID cards to identify himself.
The man with a Sichuan accent ignored Xiaohe and picked up his chopsticks to continue eating noodles. The remaining two burly men stood up, their tall figures looking intimidating.
Wang Jianjun moved faster. Before Xiaohe could make any move, he took a few lunges without saying a word and then stepped on another table to use his strength to jump up.
A powerful and heavy kick hit a tall man in the chest, knocking the man to the ground, and then used this force to continue to bounce towards another man in the air.
His right foot struck the other man's neck sharply, and he was kicked and fell to the ground unconscious.
Wang Jianjun walked up to the first man who was kicked down and couldn't hold his breath, and was still clutching his chest in pain. He kicked him hard on the neck, and the man also fainted.
Now the only one left is this man with a Sichuan accent who seems to be a boss.
Before the man could figure out what was going on, he saw Wang Jianjun rushing over and kicking the two boys until they couldn't resist. He felt horrified and couldn't even stop eating noodles.
Wang Jianjun became impatient when he saw that the man still didn't get up and was just eating noodles. A three-edged thorn slipped out of his sleeve and he quickly stepped forward and put it on the man's neck. The man finally stopped eating noodles.
"Hold your head with your hands and squat down." Only then did Xiaohe realize what had happened. He quickly called the police station and then walked to the two of them.
"Sir, what are you doing?"
"Oh, I used to be a soldier, so I always carry this thing with me."
Wang Jianjun asked and then looked at the man who was held up by the three-pointed thorn and dared not move: "I didn't realize that you actually have a silver wax gun head. Seeing as you are still their boss, I thought you were more capable of fighting!"
After hearing this, the man did not dare to refute anything, but he felt aggrieved in his heart. I am just a brain eater, why do I need to be so good at fighting?
Who knew you could take care of those two with just two quick kicks!
Damn it, I usually see them as tall and mighty people, but I didn’t expect them to be so useless. Where am I supposed to reason with them!
Xiaohe looked at Wang Jianjun warily: "Sir, what do you do?"
Wang Jianjun saw her expression and knew she had misunderstood. Just as he was about to explain, he saw Liangbao and several uniformed policemen rushing over, one of whom looked particularly familiar.
"Hey, Sir Huang, are you also on Lamma Island? But why are you wearing this outfit?"
"It turns out it's Wang Sheng. You've got the wrong person. I'm Huang Qiqi's cousin. Just call me Guan Gong. I heard him mention you before, but I didn't expect to meet you here."
"I'm stuck here because something happened to Hong Kong Electric."
Xiaohe listened to the conversation between the two and wondered: "Uncle Guan, who is he?"
"Wang Sheng is a senior executive of the New World."
Others were surprised after hearing this.
"That new world?"
"That's the new world! Now Hong Kong Electric belongs to them too. Didn't you hear what Wang Sheng said about coming to Hong Kong Electric?"
"That's a three-edged thorn, right? Is that really okay?"
"What's the problem? How about you solve the three?"
A group of uniformed police officers who were not mentioned were talking about it. Xiaohe asked Wang Jianjun: "Can you trouble Wang Sheng to come back with us and record a confession?"
Just as Guan Gong was about to say something, Wang Jianjun immediately said: "Okay, anyway, this is only a few hundred meters away from the police station. I have nothing to do, so I'll go with you."
"Then thank you Wang Sheng."
. . .
When Wang Jianjun and a group of Lamma Island guys went to the police station to record a statement.
Fei Rong, who got off the last boat, finally arrived at Tin Hau Temple after a long journey with a group of black suits.
Fei Rong saw four corpses as soon as he entered the door and became nervous. Although he knew that Ma Tianshou was in danger, he still rushed to the lobby with the last glimmer of hope.
A headless corpse in the lobby completely shattered his illusions. Fei Rong yelled angrily: "Trash! They are all a bunch of trash! They can't even defend themselves! Now they don't even have a head! How can I explain it like a dragon head?" Ah! What a waste, what do you think we should do now?"
Bai Zhao, who was on the side, suddenly saw a card on the corpse and stepped forward to pick it up.
"Fei Rong, look!"
When Fei Rong took the card and looked at it, he suddenly felt dizzy.
Seraph!
It was Seraph who killed Ma Ye!
Depend on!
How could such a fierce person do this?
Didn’t I read the almanac before coming to Lamma Island?
"Fuck him! Why is it Seraph? Where are we going to scratch him out!"
Bai Zha also looked livid and could only call Sasaki Honoko.
On the other side of the phone, Sasaki Honoko was lying in the bathtub, with joy still on her face. When she heard the phone ringing, she reluctantly pulled her hand out of the water, wiped it and answered the call.
"Boss, something happened to Master Ma. It was Seraph who did it, and his head is missing!"
"Master Ma's head must be recovered, and his body must be preserved! I will come to Hong Kong Island today."
"Okay boss."
After Susaki Suiko hung up the phone, the corners of her mouth slowly turned up. Although it was different from her plan and a Seraph was inserted into the sky, it did not have any bad influence on her.
This small detail no longer mattered to her. Going to Hong Kong Island was just a show. Finding the murderer and recovering his head would be the icing on the cake, but it didn't matter even if he couldn't find it.
Sasaki Honoko threw the phone aside, put her hand under the water, and immediately heard a strange vibration sound.
Sasaki Honoko's expression continued to be mixed with pain and pleasure.
After a long time, a sigh of contentment sounded in the bathroom.
. . .
After the call between Bai Zhao and Sasaki Suiko ended, he said to Fei Rong: "The boss said that the whole body of Mr. Ma must be preserved!"
After hearing this, Fei Rong's head was full of lawsuits. How on earth would he look for it? There were no clues at all. But fortunately, the head was definitely still on Lamma Island. At least he didn't need to search all over Hong Kong Island.
After thinking for a while, Fei Rong said to Bai Zhao: "Now that Lamma Island has been closed to the outside world, Seraph must not have left yet. We can always catch him by asking from hotel to hotel on the island!"
"Uh, are you really sure you want to do this?" Bai Zha looked at Fei Rong with a strange expression. Why do you feel that you, a person from Dongxing, are more dedicated than me, a subordinate of Sasaki Honoko?
Also, have you overlooked any important points? Have you always acted in such a commanding manner in the past?
Fei Rong, however, didn't realize it and asked with confusion: "What, is there something wrong?"
"What should I do if I scratch Seraph?"
"What else can I do, of course..." Fei Rong got stuck mid-sentence, and then he realized something was wrong.
Yes, what do you do after you find someone?
This is a very good question.
I am now trapped with Seraph on this island that is temporarily isolated from the outside world!
The other party is not a soft-footed shrimp, can I still have a friendly and cordial conversation with him and then take back Ma Ye's head?
Go to the street!
I was so upset by Master Ma's death just now that I forgot that I was about to shave Seraph. What the hell is wrong with me?
If people don't come to me, I'll burn incense, and I have to go and shave them. I'm really not afraid of being blackmailed!
According to Seraph's murder standards, every one of his group can be included in his small book. Even if he finds the person, can he kill him?
He is the one who can handle us, right?
Thinking of this, he quickly said to Bai Zhao: "Don't rush to scratch people yet. We can just keep an eye on the ferry port and see if there are any suspicious people first. We can wait until we leave Lamma Island to talk about the rest. We will wait for the time being. It’s not a good time to alert the enemy, the most important thing now is to think about how to transport Mr. Ma’s body out of Lamma Island!”
"Okay, Hong Kong Island is your Dongxing's territory, whatever you do is up to you."
