I am lawless in Hong Kong

Chapter 138 Tied Hunter
"Okay, okay, stop it, Bonnie, so as not to hurt your peace. Besides, Brother Hai likes to be whipped, the more you whip him, the more you will make yourself angry, won't you?"

Di Luo joked lightly, and then pointed at Brother Hai: "And you, I don't know Miss Bonnie, is she one of the best tigresses in our club? Be careful and shoot you!"

The rest of the people laughed loudly when they heard the words, "Wow, Brother Hai, I didn't expect you to have such a special xp, come on, come over, let my brother give you a slap, to make you feel good!"

Brother Hai stared at them with embarrassment, unexpectedly exposing his xp inadvertently.

Embarrassed toes tapped to the ground, so shameful!

But... but... Bonnie, you slap... so cool...

Thinking of this, he hooked the corner of his mouth imperceptibly.

It just so happened that the angry Sister Bonnie saw him again, and slapped him on the left side of the face again, and said symmetrically: "Smile, smile, laugh at your mother's head! You don't think it's embarrassing, but my old lady doesn't." Shame on you! Grass!"

Everyone roared with laughter, Ge Hai looked at Bonnie with an aggrieved face, and took a deep breath.

Dilo watched the show with a light smile while biting his cigarette, and didn't say anything more until Bonnie sat down on a chair and calmed down.

Only then did he ask: "Speaking of which, Liu Piaopiao, what is she doing recently?"

"Hehe... she's dreaming, she!" Sister Bonnie sneered, "You silly girl, you're still fantasizing that Xiangjiang's big boss will fall in love with her, and you'll be alone in the vacant room every day, hoping to get rid of your soul." It's almost lost."

Beside her, a bald-headed and pot-bellied casino owner, smiled and smoothed things over: "Isn't that right, who made our Brother Luo a dragon and a phoenix among people!"

"Where is she?" Di Luo took a deep drag on his cigarette and asked lightly, not paying much attention to Sister Bonnie's cynicism.

His principle of being a person and doing things is just to be himself, and not be affected by the gossip of outsiders.

Eight characters!

Sister Bonnie stubbed out the lady's cigarette, and glanced at him coldly: "Follow me to the Walled City, and now I'm in the room I arranged for her."

"Oh, I'll go see her and comfort her." Di Luo sighed, with some distress and unbearable words in his words. From the outsiders who don't know, he really looks like a good man who is infatuated.

Only Sister Bonnie looked disdainful and contemptuous.

Could it be that she still doesn't know what this bastard is up to?

After speaking, Di Luo stood up sadly, and said to everyone: "Everyone, you play first, I'm sorry."

Under Sister Bonnie's resentful gaze, Di Luo left the scene.

……

Going to the front of the entertainment city, I walked 300 meters. During the period, I turned around and went up several flights of stairs before I came to a house.

He knocked lightly on the door.

There was a sound of rustling footsteps in the house, and soon, the door was cornered open.

Liu Piaopiao popped her head, and looked at the person in disbelief.

Di Luo looked at her with a cigarette in his mouth and smiled. Seeing her haggard little face, he squeezed his hand distressedly: "I lost a lot of weight."

Liu Piaopiao hugged him in surprise, and whispered, "Losing weight."

Made up a lame excuse for myself.

Di Luo pinched her nose angrily: "Losing weight? You'd believe it! You're so thin..."

……

after an hour.

The two embraced at the head of the bed and lit a cigarette.

Di Luo took a sip and handed it to Liu Piaopiao.

In this way, each person smoked the cigarette back and forth.

During this period, the two didn't say a word.

Liu Piaopiao was very sensible and didn't ask too much.

……

After a week.

In the outside world, under the violent suppression by the country Y government, the citizens gradually calmed down.

Although they are still dissatisfied and full of struggles, the reality of food and clothing is a problem they must solve.

In the interrogation room of the police station, Superintendent Hunter frantically grabbed a young man from a wealthy temple and ruthlessly tortured him.

He pulled the high-pressure water cannon into the corridor of the interrogation room. Through the fence, the water cannon sprayed on Housheng's body.

He couldn't open his eyes.

Superintendent Hunter stomped his foot on the young man's face: "Fake! The bastards of your wealth temple! You are so impatient, you dare to fight against the big Y empire!"

Now, the entire government of Country Y knows that Caimiao and Di Luo are the mastermind behind this conspiracy-filled protest.

The demonstrations caused Hunter to suffer the wrath of many bosses.

It made him feel extremely unhappy. Now, the first thing to do when the matter is resolved, he has to sternly catch these rats crossing the street in Cai Temple to vent his anger.

Hunter took out the vise from the tool box on the ground, he smiled cruelly, straightened his young fingers vigorously, and grinned with white teeth.

The screams and howls of the younger generation resounded throughout the interrogation floor, making one's hair stand on end.

After a slight pinching sound, a bloody forest finger fell to the ground.

"Fuck, you idiot, we're just getting started! Don't worry! I'll make your life worse than death!" Superintendent Hunter abnormally put the vise on the other finger of the young man, and vented his anger: "Even if you All the people with itchy noses are dead, and they can't calm down my anger!"

A native Xiangjiang police officer standing outside the interrogation room looked at this scene with some unbearable embarrassment. This f---ing is absolutely the use of the death penalty.

He stepped forward to stop it: "Superintendent Hunter, what you have done is a bit too much. If the media finds out, we have confirmed the bullshit news in the newspaper."

"Slap!" Unexpectedly, Hunter slapped him on the face and cursed angrily: "Shut up! You idiot! Get out, take a good look at your gate, and be careful that I will clean up with you!"

The policeman wiped the blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, and he didn't dare to say any more, so he quickly retreated.

All of a sudden, the anti-riot police in Xiangjiang hunted down the members of Caimiao, and young people from Caimiao could be seen fighting with people from country Y everywhere on the street.

The riot police had guns and equipment, while members of Caimiao only had machetes and sticks.

Obviously you can't fight them!

However, they have a better way to fight back. They specially came to the gathering places of country Y citizens and beat up those country Y citizens.

In short, in a word, if you dare to arrest labor and management, labor and management will dare to clean them up!
The matter quickly spread to Di Luo's ears. Chen Haonan and Pheasant, who had returned from supplies outside, returned to Kowloon Walled City and found him: "Brother Luo, the ghosts outside are frantically chasing people from our temple of wealth, and now they have arrived." To the point of insanity, as long as you dare to resist or escape, you will be killed directly!"

"Many brothers have already been arrested. According to our informant at the police station, our brothers were crazily abused inside. Several young men failed to hold on and were tortured to death..."

Chen Haonan said with a sad face, while the pheasant said with an angry face: "Damn it, Hunter is such a beast. Damn it, it's disgusting to feed a tiger with him!"

"Hunter, Superintendent of Country Y?" Di Luo asked with a frown.

"That's right, Brother Luo, it's this white pig, the most f*cking mad."

Di Luo was biting a cigarette, his eyes were gloomy: "Hehe, it's really delivered to your door."

As he said that, he dialed Wu Shihao's phone number: "Hey, Ahao, I have a task for you. Before tomorrow morning, tie Superintendent Hunter to me in the walled city! You have to live!"

"Got it, Brother Luo." Wu Shihao said.

At this moment, he was playing cards with a few brothers in a room. After hanging up the call, he quickly put on his coat and said to the brothers: "Stop playing, copy guys, I have to do something."

As he spoke, he put the pistol on his waist, and 5 minutes later, a group of people walked out of the rental house.

According to the news, that ghost Hunter should be at the police station right now. According to his habit in recent days, he would usually come out around six o'clock in the evening and go to the house of his concubine Mei Li.

Wu Shihao and his party sat in the van and waited until six o'clock in the evening.

Sure enough, Superintendent Hunter walked out of the police station swaggeringly, with a lot of blood on his shirt.

Wu Shihao watched him drive into the distance, and ordered: "Follow up, wait for the open road, and rush up to hit him."

The dumb seven under his command nodded, and kicked the gas pedal down.

After 10 minutes, dumb seven finally found a chance.

Wu Shihao and the others fastened their seat belts, and the body of the car slammed into the car that Hunter was driving like a bow and arrow being shot out.

Forced Hunter and his car to stop on the side of the road.

Wu Shihao shook his dizzy head, opened the door, jumped out of the car, and walked quickly to Hunter's car.

Hunter had apparently passed out, with blood still oozing from his forehead.

"Kidnage away!" Wu Shihao said to Xiaowei.

The big and small Wei brothers were nimble, and within a few strokes, they tied Hunter tightly with hemp rope and threw him into the trunk.

Then, several people drove away without looking back.

When night fell, Wu Shihao and his party returned to the walled city.

……

When Superintendent Hunter woke up again, he found that his hands and feet were tied to an iron stool.

There was a dark mass in front of him, without any light.

The hot air made him feel stuffy and hard to breathe.

"Clap."

Suddenly the light was turned on.

The dim light illuminated the pitch-black cabin, and the light dazzled him a little, making him unable to open his eyes for a while.

Di Luo and Wu Shihao stood in front of him, watching him indifferently with cigarettes in their mouths.

Dumb Seven stepped forward and removed the stinky rag from his mouth.

Hunter immediately opened his mouth and shouted: "Fake, who are you, let me go!"

"Who are we? Hehe..." Di Luo chuckled while biting his cigarette, "Don't you ghosts always want to catch me? Open your stupid eyes and take a good look, who am I?"

"Fack! Dilo! You damn yellow-skinned monkeys! The Big Y Empire will not let you go!" Superintendent Hunter roared, "You are all going to the gallows!"

"Shut up! Damn white-skinned pig!" Di Luo stepped forward and punched him in the face, "Big Y Empire? But this is not your Big Y Empire, this is Xiangjiang! It doesn't count!"

"Haha... the army will completely crush you rats!" Hunter laughed maniacally, as if he knew that Dilo would not dare to do anything to him.

Di Luo smiled, came to the window, opened the window, and said intoxicatedly: "Come on, listen, what is this sound?"

"Let me tell you, this is a machine that is running. You don't know it yet. My military factory is already in operation! Up to now, nearly a thousand guns have been produced. Guess, tomorrow, I will have another gun in my hand. How many more weapons will there be?"

"And how many troops does your Big Y Empire have in Xiangjiang?"

"And how many members does our temple have in Xiangjiang? Do you think they will carry guns? To tell you the truth, Superintendent Hunter, we have very few types of firearms, which are pitiful. At present, there are only three types of pistols produced. And a submachine gun, a rifle AK47."

"However, I think it should be more than enough to fight a protracted war with your Big Y Empire, right? Perhaps, you won't last that long."

Dylo said mockingly.

Then he kicked the iron box on the ground, which contained some interrogation tools, and he said to Serena: "Serena, let's do it, and have fun with Superintendent Hunter. I heard that his interrogation at the police station In the room, you used tools in an iron box to treat our brothers in the temple of wealth, and you have to return it a hundredfold!"

"Don't worry, Brother Luo, just watch it!" Serena smiled ferociously.

He took out a pair of white rubber gloves from his pocket, and came to Hunter with the iron box.

The first thing he took out was a scalpel as thin as a cicada's wing. He held the small scalpel against Hunter's thigh and cut open his military trousers.

Showing the thighs with lush leg hair.

After cleaning off the obstructing leg hair, the blade slowly cut a circle on his thigh, about the size of a palm, and the blood kept oozing out.

Hunter gritted his teeth and said nothing, and looked at Serena provocatively, as if to say: Is this all you have to do?

Serena smiled and said, "Don't worry, this is just an appetizer."

Then, in a palm-sized circle, he cut the piece of skin with a blade, exposing the white and yellow fat layer. Hunter's eyes were a little frightened and he did not dare to look down.

It was worse than killing him.

Serena put down the scalpel, picked up a bottle of high-concentration alcohol from the tin box, and poured it evenly into the circular cutting surface.

Hunter immediately screamed and roared like a pig!

Serena smiled viciously, took out the lighter from her arms, and ignited it. The flame instantly ignited the alcohol, and the blue flame kept dancing in the circular cutting surface, as if dancing a waltz.

Hunter leaned back on the chair convulsively, his whole face was contorted, and he kept yelling!
"Damn it! I must kill you!"

The severe pain and burning sensation made him say more words to vent his anger.

However, Serena was biting a cigarette at the side, and said with a disdainful smile: "This trick is called adding fuel to the fire. Are you happy, you damn ghost! You want me to die? Of course, in the next life! Do it again in the next life!" In my hands, you will be even worse!"

As he said that, he picked up a glass jar from the iron box and slammed it on Hunter's thigh. The blue flame was instantly absorbed into the jar, but the dancing flame was still tumbling endlessly on his flesh. to any extinguished hope.

Serena explained: "I'm holding a cup for you, because I'm afraid that the fire will spread, otherwise it will burn you to death, and there will be no more fun. You don't have to be afraid, just treat it as a cupping, it's just a little painful. .”

"Next, let's play some other games. From now on, you will regret what you did to the descendants of the temple of wealth!"

(End of this chapter)