After Du Weiguo left the University of Hong Kong, he randomly found a restaurant that looked very wealthy and had a good meal.
He spent a total of 178 yuan on a meal alone, without even drinking. This can no longer be described as luxury, it is simply extravagant!
Anyway, the money he had was an unexpected windfall, and he would naturally spend it without any hesitation. After all, he would get it back again after he lost it!
After drinking and eating, Du Weiguo returned to his residence after changing several buses and taxis.
Although Du Weiguo was confident that he would never be followed without noticing, if he was careful, there would be no problem after all.
Being in such a special environment and tasked with a top-secret mission that cannot fail, no matter how careful you are, you can't be too careful.
When Du Weiguo returned to the invincible sea view apartment he rented, it was already past 3:30 p.m., but Hua Feisan hadn't come back yet.
When he was leaving this morning, he made an appointment with Hua Feisan to meet before 4 o'clock this afternoon to share information with each other.
As a hardcore secret front comrade, punctuality is definitely one of the mandatory requirements, and Third Brother will never be late.
After continuing to wait for 10 minutes, the time had reached 4 o'clock. Du Weiguo couldn't help but frowned and unsheathed his sword eyebrows!
Today, he and Hua Feisan were divided into two groups, each in charge of a stall. Du Weiguo went to Hong Kong University to continue to check out Mr. Pai Tang's informants and security situation, while Hua Feisan went out to look for a boat.
The third brother's original Dafei has been swallowed up by Fatty Pig Lin. Although Fatty Piglin is gone, his ship is also gone, so his top priority is to get a new Dafei as soon as possible!
This is a must-have and indispensable thing for taking Mr. Tang out of Xiangjiang. As for the land route, there is no chance at all.
If it were Du Weiguo himself and had the Flash skill by his side, he would naturally be able to go through without any hindrance, but with others he would be a little out of his depth!
His flickering skill has limitations. He cannot bring anyone with him at all, not to mention any living creature!
At 4:05, Du Weiguo stood up with a calm face. Something must have happened to Hua Feisan, and he decided not to wait any longer.
Started to change clothes, a black hunting leather jacket, black jeans, and a pair of black high-top British military boots.
Hong Kong Island is very good in this regard. As a duty-free port, the market economy is very developed. All kinds of top-notch goods can be easily purchased from all over the world.
After taking the elevator downstairs, Du Weiguo left the apartment building on foot instead of driving. His BMW was too conspicuous.
Walking to the side of the road, Du Weiguo reached out and stopped a taxi casually, and then went straight to the pier.
The emergency contact address he and Hua Feisan had agreed upon before was still the Zhanji Tea Restaurant, and that restaurant was in Mong Kok and required crossing the sea!
Although there is only a short distance of 2 kilometers between Hong Kong Island and Kowloon, there is no cross-sea bridge and you can only take a ferry, which is the famous Star Ferry.
As for why a cross-sea bridge is not built, most theories are to preserve Victoria, a natural deep-water harbor. Of course, there is also a mysterious explanation, which we will not mention here.
Du Weiguo took the ferry to Kowloon, hailed a taxi, and went straight to Mong Kok, arriving at the tea restaurant.
As soon as the door of the restaurant was opened, the boss named Uncle Gen came up to him with a roar, shouting anxiously:
"Boss, boss! Something happened to the third brother, he was beheaded!"
Although he spoke in Cantonese, Du Weiguo still understood him. Du Weiguo squeezed his shoulders and said in a deep voice:
"Uncle Gen, Lei, tell me slowly, what exactly is going on?"
Uncle Gen's shoulder was pinched by Du Weiguo's hand, as if he was bitten by a giant beast, and half of his body was instantly numb.
Cold sweat broke out in an instant and soaked his back. He was just about to cry out in pain when he suddenly saw Du Weiguo's eyes that were burning with hellfire.
Uncle Gen was an old man with a sharp eye. He immediately swallowed the shouts in his mouth and endured the severe pain and said:
"This afternoon~~"
Uncle Gen is an old man from Guangdong Province. He can't speak Mandarin at all, and his English is also stumbling. It took a lot of effort for Du Weiguo to barely understand.
At 2 o'clock this afternoon, Hua Feisan was at the pier preparing to take the ferry to Wan Chai, at the intersection of the restaurant.
A group of dwarf mules carried a knife and slashed his head and face, and then dragged him away with blood dripping from his body. Now he doesn’t know whether he is alive or dead, and he doesn’t know where he was taken.
Uncle Gen only knew that these dwarf mules were people starting with K. As for the rest, Uncle Gen's level was too low, so he didn't know.
"The prefix k!"
Du Weiguo repeated the word in a sharp tone. When he was in Guangcheng, he also roughly learned some knowledge related to the current societies in Hong Kong Island.
The strength of this society is not bad, but Hua Feisan can be considered a member of the Xiangtang, and he is currently the most popular He Zitou in Hong Kong Island.
If he was taken away by the police, Du Weiguo would still have some clues, but if he was taken away by these guys, Du Weiguo would be completely blind.
He couldn't be like a two-parter, carrying two machetes with flashing cold lights and slashing from Mong Kok to East Tsim Sha Tsui, right?
Du Weiguo frowned and slowly sat at the table, tapping the tabletop with his fingers while thinking about countermeasures.
Just at this time, the phone in the tea restaurant rang suddenly. After Uncle Gen picked up the call, he nodded and bowed in reply, and then handed the receiver of the phone to Du Weiguo.
"Boss, I'm looking for you."
Du Weiguo's brows suddenly frowned, huh? Has Hua Feisan given up? This is absolutely impossible? It's only been a few hours, there's no way he can't stand the test like this!
Du Weiguo picked up the receiver of the phone with some confusion, his voice was very calm:
"im wesley, who are you?"
There was silence on the other side of the phone for a moment, and then a person with a Chaozhou accent cursed loudly:
"I'm going to attack you, Amu. This ghost is always talking in the language of birds. Let Xiao Wu come over!"
Soon, a young voice came over the phone and said in somewhat stiff English:
"Your Ma Zai Hua Feisan is now in our hands. If you want him to live, hurry up and come over with 50,000 yuan to redeem him."
Du Weiguo's brows furrowed even more tightly at this time. What a mess. He pretended to be angry and yelled:
"Cao! Do you really know who I am? You must be really sick! That guy is just one of my drivers!
Cao Nima’s! You actually want 50,000 yuan, are you so poor that you are crazy? You hurry up and kill him, I just want to find another driver! "
(Still the old rules, the above are all in English, but I don’t know how to do it, so please understand it by yourself.)
This young voice was immediately confused by Du Weiguo's scolding. He paused for a long time and told someone what Du Weiguo meant in Chaozhou dialect.
The other party's fingers seemed to be blocking the microphone, and Du Weiguo couldn't hear the voice clearly. He hung up the phone without saying anything.
Du Weiguo's thoughts suddenly changed at this moment. What is going on? Could it be that someone saw Hua Feisan hooking up with a fat sheep like him recently, and then had other thoughts?
This should be the most reasonable explanation, and other reasons are simply not valid!
Du Weiguo lit a cigarette and leaned on the counter. Uncle Gen had cleared the diners in the shop with great discernment, and then hung up the foreign sign.
Du Weiguo smiled faintly, took out 100 yuan and handed it to Uncle Gen. He didn't bother to speak, he just made a gesture of eating, and then made a gesture of hissing.
Uncle Gen nodded hurriedly to express his understanding, then turned around and went to the kitchen to make arrangements.
Seeing that there were plum blossoms at the bar, Du Weiguo casually picked one up and threw it in his mouth, chewing it hard. After getting used to the short sourness, the sweet taste came over him.
The phone at the bar rang again, and Du Weiguo stared at the phone with cold eyes. When it rang for the fifth time, Uncle Gen ran out of the kitchen in a hurry.
Du Weiguo signaled him with his eyes, and Uncle Gen quickly and intelligently answered the phone. After saying a few words, he handed the phone to Du Weiguo.
Du Weiguo took the call and without saying a word, he cursed:
"Silly! You bastard, you're a bitch. I'm eating. Didn't I tell you to kill that idiot quickly? I'll find another driver!"
A weak voice came from the other side of the phone: "Boss, help! I'm Hua Feisan, please!"
Du Weiguo frowned, what the hell is going on, Hua Feisan actually took the initiative to ask for help, this situation is very abnormal.
"Cao, you little bastard, do you think you're worth 50,000 yuan?"
Du Weiguo's thoughts changed rapidly and he said in a harsh tone. Hua Feisan on the other end of the phone screamed. After a while, he said intermittently:
"Boss, these big brothers with knives in their hands said that they only need 10,000 yuan. Boss, please save me, I will definitely pay you back!"
The corners of Du Weiguo's mouth had already raised at this time. He understood, but he still said in a rough voice:
"Mad, I'm not free, let them take you to the restaurant to find me!"
At this time, Hua Feisan screamed again, and then he said with a cry:
"Boss, just do it, please come. I swear I will serve you well in the future!"
Du Weiguo spat out the words in his mouth on the ground and said very unhappily:
"Cao, this is really troublesome. Give me your address and I'll go there after dinner!"
Three hours later, when the sky was completely dark, outside a dilapidated and abandoned warehouse in the New Territories, two short mules were blowing water and smoking.
Suddenly, a dark blade suddenly appeared on the neck of one of the dwarf mules, and blood immediately sprayed all over the face of the other dwarf mule.
When he was in a daze of surprise, a small Tang knife with a blade as black as ink quickly cut open his neck. He immediately covered his neck and fell to the ground without saying a word.
The strong smell of blood began to fill the air!
Du Weiguo took a deep sniff of the familiar bloody smell, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and evil aura rose from his body!
Fools, tremble! The king of hell has called his name, and the killing in the dark night has begun!
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