Late night, Hong Kong Island, Jordan Road, Central, high-rise elevator apartment with sea view.
This is the place where Du Weiguo once lived. After he left Hong Kong Island, Reina occupied the dove's nest and has been living here.
Ever since the Sai Wan Pier explosion, the situation on Hong Kong Island has taken a turn for the worse, beyond Reina's control.
When I press the gourd and lift the gourd, I feel like there is an abyss ahead of me. Every day I feel like I am surrounded by huge malice, paralyzed from left to right, and mentally exhausted.
Reina has been gritting her teeth every day recently. Perhaps only in the place where Du Weiguo once lived can she feel a sense of security.
She had just come back from her work until now, and without even taking off her shoes, Reina fell down on the sofa.
After lying down for a while, Reina moved lazily, picked up the cigarette case on the coffee table, and lit one.
Breathing out a long breath of smoke, Reina vigorously scratched her somewhat disheveled red hair, feeling very irritated.
The blood beast has recently popped up again and wreaked havoc. The threat is imminent, but what is more urgent than it is that Zhao Yingnan and the others must be found immediately, and the last thing they need to confirm is that they are safe and sound.
Otherwise, once Du Weiguo returns to Hong Kong, he will see his home razed to the ground, and Zhao Yingnan's life or death is uncertain.
Raina was really worried that in a fit of rage, he would tear off the head of Citigroup's ambassador to Hong Kong and use it as a ball to kick.
Reina leaned forward and flicked the ashes from her cigarette. From the corner of her eye, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a huge shadow flashing across the floor-to-ceiling window.
The hair and bones are so wild!
Reina suddenly turned over and sat up. While throwing away the cigarette butt, she had already drawn the pistol from her waist.
"puff!"
As soon as she raised her hand, her shoulder was pierced by an unknown sharp weapon, the pistol fell to the ground, and then, Reina was lifted up.
"Ah~"
The heartbreaking pain made Reina couldn't help but scream.
Only now did she see clearly that what pierced her shoulder and lifted her up was the tip of a ferocious and huge fleshy wing.
In front of her stood a huge, gray-black, rat-headed monster with blood-red eyes.
Like a demon crawling out of hell, it is the blood beast's true form.
The blood beast stood quietly, lifting Reina in the air with its flesh wings, letting her wail, with a cruel and playful light shining in its small scarlet eyes, as if it was extremely enjoyable.
Reina had reacted now and knew that this beast was enjoying torturing her.
She endured the severe pain, stopped screaming, and cursed at the top of her lungs:
"Xue Li, you ugly and dirty bastard, sooner or later someone will help me take revenge!"
"boom!"
Reina was thrown hard against the wall by the flesh wings, rebounded and smashed the coffee table, lying on the ground helplessly, vomiting blood.
"puff!"
Before she could get up, the other shoulder was pierced by the tip of a fleshy wing, and she was turned over like a rag doll.
"Gabababa~"
There was a sound of bones rubbing together, and the blood beast transformed back into the skinny white Dyson Wilson, standing naked opposite Reina.
Dyson, who had turned into human form, had a slightly hoarse voice, but it was quite pleasant. He actually spoke in fluent Cantonese:
"Woman, what's the name of the guy who hurt me?"
Reina was shaking all over in pain. She turned her head to the side and spat out the blood, speaking in a tough tone:
"What? You're just a rat hiding in the sewer, and you still want to seek revenge on him?"
Reina has always had a strong desire to survive, but she is also a very smart woman.
She knew that there was a high probability that she would not be able to get away with it tonight, so she might as well anger the blood beast and die quickly.
Dyson picked up Reina's pistol, swung it casually, and pointed the muzzle at Reina's thigh with a sinister look in his eyes:
"What? Woman, do you want me to torture you?"
Reina was hit hard and couldn't help but frown and her eyes flickered.
She was not only afraid of death, but also afraid of pain. If she was tortured to death in the end, she really couldn't accept it.
"Wesley, his name is Wesley."
A sinister smile appeared on Dyson's face: "Very good, then, who is he?"
"He used to be a special agent of China, but now he is a free mercenary."
"Free Mercenary? Where is he now?"
Reina shook her head: "I don't know, he is missing."
Dyson frowned and put his finger on the trigger: "Huh? Missing?"
Reina explained slightly anxiously:
"It's true. He last appeared in Okinawa, Japan. No one knows where he is now."
Dyson sneered with a playful expression:
"Besides you, where are Wesley's other women and people close to him?"
Reina coughed up two mouthfuls of blood, tried her best to move her body with her neck and legs, and sat up on the sofa with force.
Immediately, she collapsed there and gasped for air. Dyson didn't rush her, but just watched her tossing leisurely.
After a long time, Reina managed to catch her breath and raised her eyes to look at Dyson. This was the first time she saw Dyson's full face, and there was an unconcealable look of disdain in her eyes.
This look instantly pierced the blood wolf's fatal point. It was also very dissatisfied with this pair of human skins, especially the most important part of a man's face.
Although it has no use, it still cares about it because of its face. In fact, if it could help it, it wouldn't want to bare its buttocks.
"boom!"
The gun rang out, and a bloody hole appeared in Reina's thigh. She groaned, and Dyson said in a fierce tone:
"Woman, you'd better not try to anger me. I can avoid your blood vessels and torture you all night long, making your life worse than death!"
Reina gritted her teeth and cracked her mouth in pain, and couldn't help but scream again. After a while, she recovered and said weakly:
"Xue Li, you have stayed in Hong Kong Island for so long and you have even learned Cantonese. You must also be able to read newspapers, right?"
Xue Li frowned and asked, "So what?"
A trace of determination flashed in Reina's eyes, and her tone was desolate:
"If you read the newspaper, you should know that the Baishawan gas leak explosion a few days ago was a sneak attack. Everyone Wesley cared about was killed, and I was the last one."
Upon hearing this, Xue Li was slightly startled, his eyes flashing, as if he was thinking about the authenticity of Reina's words.
At this moment, Reina suddenly pulled out a loaded Remington from under the sofa, endured the severe pain, and lifted it with all her strength.
However, because both her shoulders were seriously injured, her movements were quite slow.
So before she could pull the trigger, Dyson rushed over like a ghost, kicked the shotgun away, and kicked her in the neck.
The blood beast also deliberately withdrew its strength, otherwise, just this kick could directly blow off Reina's head.
Reina was kicked until her eyesight turned black, the world was spinning, and she was about to pass out. Xue Li pointed the gun at her stomach, trying to force her to wake up.
Just as his finger touched the trigger, his eyes suddenly tightened and his figure disappeared instantly.
The next moment, Du Weiguo suddenly appeared in the living room with a dark face.
Seeing Lei Na's tragic situation, Du Weiguo was stunned for a moment, and then he felt the "field" of the blood beast. Instantly, he was filled with evil energy and looked out the window with piercing eyes.
"Blood Wolf!"
Du Weiguo squeezed out a few words between his teeth, and this guy's "field" disappeared inexplicably. Obviously, there was a high probability that he escaped into the sewer again.
Judging from the blood stains in the room, it was only a few minutes or even less than a minute before the beast escaped. Marler Gobi missed it again!
Taking a deep breath and suppressing his raging anger, Du Weiguo turned around and helped Reina up. He took a rough look at her injuries. Fortunately, there were no fatal injuries, she just fainted.
A moment later, Reina woke up from the sudden pain, opened her eyes and found that she was lying in the back seat of an off-road vehicle, which should be her Land Rover.
In this era, the shock absorption of cars is not good at all. At this moment, the car is driving very fast and the bumps are so severe that Reina feels that her internal organs have been displaced.
From Reina's perspective at the moment, she couldn't see the driver at all. She instinctively thought it was still a blood beast. She secretly took a few breaths and managed to regain some strength.
Then Reina slowly hooked one foot on the seat, then slowly stretched out the other leg, stood on tiptoes, and tried to hook the car door open. She wanted to jump out of the car to survive.
"Rena, be honest and don't mess around, it's me."
Hearing this familiar yet unfamiliar voice, Reina was suddenly startled, and then tears blurred her vision, and she asked in disbelief:
"Wei, Wesley?"
Du Weiguo hummed coldly, and then asked in a stern tone:
"Reina, who blew up my house? Where's Megan? Where's Nightmare? And where's Su Li and the others?"
Upon hearing this, Reina was immediately convinced that this person must be Du Weiguo himself. She could no longer hold back and started to cry regardless.
Reina was in pain all over her body and felt extremely wronged: "Wesley, I was hurt like this because of you! You can't ask me!"
Damn, he started acting in Qiong Yao idol drama again. Du Weiguo frowned:
"Okay, stop howling. Why don't we take you to the hospital now? Reina, you were injured by a blood beast. Sure enough, this beast showed up on Hong Kong Island again?"
Reina grunted aggrievedly, but there was nothing more to say. Although her heart was hurting, but as a professional special agent, her mind was still bright.
Now, under no circumstances can we mention the night raid on the Baishawan Villa by the CIA, otherwise Du Weiguo would have gone berserk on the spot.
"Rena, you haven't answered me yet, my house~"
Reina slowly closed her eyes, intending to pretend to be dizzy, but unexpectedly she tilted her head and actually fainted.
Seeing that she didn't respond, Du Weiguo glanced at her through the rearview mirror. He could only shake his head helplessly, stepped on the accelerator, and sped towards the hospital.
While driving, he took out Reina's satellite phone. He didn't know Lake's phone number, so he could only call Uncle Jiu's number, but no one answered.
Midnight, Kowloon, Sham Shui Po, Shek Kip Mei, Wo Tsai Street.
On the narrow street, two groups of people gathered. These murderous dwarf mules, armed with machetes, were confronting each other. One group had red cloth wrapped around their heads, and the other group had black cloth tied to their arms.
Of these two groups, the one wearing red cloth is He Tuhe, and the one wearing black cloth is He Shengtang. These two second-rate societies are both branched off from the word "和" and belong to the same origin.
The two societies usually hang out around Shek Kip Mei, and their territory is bounded by the long street in front of them, each occupying half.
Now, the two societies are getting into trouble because of their interests, and they are about to have a bloody battle, and a male and a female will be separated at the edge of the knife.
The boss with Tuhe is called Guitou. He is a strong man with Mediterranean curly hair. He is shirtless at the moment, revealing his white flesh and the black tiger tattoo on his chest. He pulls his neck and roars:
"Go to the street, rice rolls, you are such a bad boy, you dare to lead people to step on my place, and even hurt my brother, I will kill you today!"
Changfen is the boss of Heshengtang's group. He is a short and stocky man, holding two swords and full of murderous intent:
"Guitou! It's your younger brother who doesn't understand the rules and came to my territory to sell goods first. You've crossed the line. Kill me and throw me on the street. It's all up to you. Damn!"
The ghost head shook the white flesh on his chest and roared:
"Fart! Rice rolls, you street boy, last month, it was your little brother who secretly sold the barbecued pork to Uncle Six!"
Rice rolls retorted unceremoniously:
"I'm going to attack you, Amu! In June this year, your mazi took away the number one Ayue in my venue, Guitou, what the hell did you say?"
Ghost head said in a contemptuous tone:
"People go to higher places, and water flows to lower places. Whoever's in the place is hot, Miss Wu will run wherever she goes. Rice rolls, why the hell do you have no ability to blame others?"
Rice rolls are speechless and embarrassing:
"Go to the street! Stop talking nonsense and just get started! Whoever loses, get out of Wo Tsai Street with his tail between his legs."
What big picture can these dwarf mules have? Their grievances are nothing more than these seemingly trivial things, which sound particularly funny.
However, it is these trivial matters that are not mentioned in words, but the results are bloody, and it often takes several lives to fill it up.
This is the Jianghu, full of fireworks, the real Jianghu.
Guitou's eyes flickered, and he shouted with a bit of sternness:
"Rice Rice Roll! Let's make an agreement after the war begins. It's you who started the fight today. No matter life or death, don't go to Zhongyi Hall to complain afterwards!"
Chung Yi Tong is the Federation of Hong Kong Associations advocated by Du Weiguo. Hey, it is still a parliamentary system, which is totally democratic.
There are currently seven members of the Zhongyi Hall. In addition to the leaders of the three major associations, there are also Mad Cow and several famous figures in the world.
However, recently 14K Zhixiong went to Wanwan, and Zhen Guolong, who has the prefix Zhen Guolong, went to Siam for some reason. As for the old fox Xiangqian, he claimed that he was ill.
Mad Cow has always been neutral, and those celebrities, hehe, in the absence of the Big Three, they can't even speak like shit.
Upon hearing this, Changfen's face became a little solemn. After all, it was forbidden to fight with weapons in the street. This was decided by the evil god himself.
Even though the whereabouts of the evil god are unclear at the moment, and the dragon has disappeared, Zhen Guolong and Zhen Guolong, the leader of the original dragon, are his loyal supporters. When he comes back, there will be no good consequences for him.
Seeing that the rice rolls were silent, thinking that he was scared, Guitou immediately started to snarl and said in an arrogant tone:
"Rice rice rolls, if you're scared, get out of here, get out of Wo Tsai Street, and go home to breastfeed, hahaha!"
Changfen had a bad temper and could not stand this excitement. His face suddenly turned red, the veins on his neck popped out, and he shouted loudly:
"Fight on the street! I'm afraid of eggs, brothers. Kill him to death!"
"Roar!"
His men were very fierce, shouting loudly in response, waving their swords and preparing to charge. Although Guitou didn't want to do it, but the arrow was on the string and had to be fired, he could only bite the bullet and shout:
"Gan! Kill them to death!"
The war was about to break out, but at this moment, a jeep rushed out of the alley and stopped directly between the two groups with a harsh brake sound.
Uncle Jiu jumped out of the car, frowned, and roared in a loud voice:
"What are you doing? You stay up late at night, dancing with knives, guns and singing!"
To be honest, both sides secretly breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the quarrel maker arriving, but they must not lose face and must say harsh words.
The ghost head shouted sadly:
"Uncle Jiu, you didn't rest until midnight, are you being too lenient?"
Rice rolls are also sarcastic:
"Uncle Ninth, the dignified Inspector General Hua, working alone? Tsk, isn't your appearance a bit shabby?"
Uncle Jiu is now in a bit of an embarrassing situation. Since the last disagreement with his subordinates due to his attitude towards the evil god, he has begun to develop into a loner.
It's not that no one listens to his orders, it's just that Uncle Jiu is also a stubborn person, holding his breath in his heart, and often acts alone.
Uncle Jiu's eyes were sharp and he scolded sternly:
"What nonsense are you talking about? Let's break up now and go back to our homes! Otherwise, don't blame me for falling out!"
Guitou relied on the strength of the crowd and felt confident. He hugged his arms and sneered maliciously:
"Uncle Jiu, you are the most simple of all the former Chief Inspectors of Hong Kong Island. You have no pomp at all, and you don't even have an entourage around you. If something unexpected happens, hey."
His words were full of murderous intent. Fenchang's courage was aroused, and his tone became more and more outrageous:
"Uncle Jiu, listen to my advice and go home early and go to bed. You, Detective Chief Hua, can't talk anymore. You are quite old. If you get bumped, you will get hurt."
"Hahaha~ Fight on the street! That bullshit Inspector Zonghua, there is no evil spirit, you are just a fool~"
"Yes, old man, go back to Cheung Chau Island and go fishing."
"Hey, I heard that he turned out to be a Taoist priest from Maoshan. If he doesn't work as a detective, he might as well open a paper-making shop."
At this moment, the two groups of dwarf mules also started to make a fuss and taunted Uncle Jiu with anger. Uncle Jiu's face turned livid with anger, his eyes were spitting fire, and veins popped out on his forehead.
A tiger falls on the plain and is bullied by dogs; a dragon travels in the shallows and is teased by shrimps.
As the saying goes, the law does not punish the public. Uncle Jiu cannot arrest all the short mules on the long street by himself. Besides, he doesn't have the ability.
He is an upright man, hating evil as much as he hates it. Although he also knows how to adapt, he is ultimately too serious and too hasty, and loses his position. As a result, everyone betrays his relatives and ends up in this situation.
In fact, Uncle Jiu's position as Inspector, and even Chief Inspector, was promoted because of Du Weiguo's relationship.
Everyone on Hong Kong Island, regardless of black or white, regarded him as one of the Evil Gods, but he himself did not think so and stubbornly used his own way to maintain black and white justice.
The result is that he is not a human being inside and out. Uncle Jiu is undoubtedly a good person, but it can only be said that he does not understand the unspoken rules of officialdom.
"call out!"
Just when Uncle Jiu was in embarrassment, a shrill scream suddenly exploded. Almost at the same time as the scream sounded, a blood hole instantly appeared on the foreheads of Guitou and Changfen.
"Plop!"
The bodies of the two sworn enemies fell to the ground almost at the same time. All the short mules in the audience were shocked by this sudden turn of events. Only Uncle Jiu looked excited and his eyes were slightly red.
In the dark alley, a clear male voice sounded:
"Uncle Jiu's words don't work, what about me?" (End of Chapter)
