The Ferry of the Heavens: Hong Kong Comprehensive Start

Chapter 240 Mr. Gao

"What do you want to do, Sir Ling?" Song Zihao emphasized the words [Sir Ling].

"I know that there are some tapes in the counterfeit banknote syndicate, which is evidence that can convict the entire counterfeit banknote syndicate. I need Xiao Ma to get it back and give it to Song Zijie. Xiao Ma is dangerous alone, and I need your help." Ling Yaodong road.

"Yes!" Song Zihao was silent for a moment before saying.

"After the matter is completed, Hong Kong may not be able to accommodate you for the time being." Ling Yaodong said again.

"I understand! I will leave with Xiao Ma." Although Song Zihao was very reluctant, he knew it was inevitable.

"Come back after the wind has passed, or let Song Zijie go and see you guys if you have nothing to do!" Ling Yaodong patted Song Zihao on the shoulder and said.

"Okay!" Song Zihao felt that this might be the best solution right now. Of course, the bigger reason was that he didn't dare to disobey Ling Yaodong's words.

This guy, on the surface, seems to have done nothing, but knows everything, playing with everyone in the palm of his hand.

He is like this, his younger brother Song Zijie is like this, Xiao Ma is like this, even the arrogant and self-righteous Tan Cheng is only under his control.

Such a person is terrifying.

Song Zihao had deep fear in his heart.

Tonight must be a smoky night.

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Xishawan Pier.

"Bang bang bang..." The gunshots continued.

Tan Cheng's younger brothers have all been surrounded by the police led by Mo Xingxian.

The Flying Tigers, the stormtroopers, are already on their way.

At this time, Tan Cheng was holding a submachine gun, and his white suit was covered with black ash.

A younger brother in a suit asked him fearfully, "Brother, we are surrounded, what should we do now?"

"Damn it! Song Zihao! You betrayed me! Where's Song Zihao?" At this moment, Tan Cheng had guessed that it was Song Zihao who did it.

With a grim look on his face, he said angrily.

"Brother Hao... Song Zihao didn't come here." The younger brother made a mistake for a moment, but under Tan Cheng's cold eyes like a poisonous snake, he immediately reacted and changed his words.

It was only now that Tan Cheng remembered that in order to guard against Song Zihao, he never let Song Zihao directly contact the transaction site.

"Bastard!" Tan Cheng growled, but he was a hero after all, so he cheered up quickly, and encouraged his younger brother, "Brothers! There is no other way now! We can only fight with them!"

"Survive! I'll take everyone to eat and drink together!"

After speaking, Tan Chengcheng ordered the younger brothers to attack the police frantically.

Their firepower is not bad. They have submachine guns and grenades. The range and power of the Black Star pistol are stronger than the .[-] used by ordinary police.

It's just that there are fewer people.

Under the desperate attack of these desperadoes, the police led by Mo Xingxian were suppressed for a while.

Tan Cheng saw the timing, drove out of the police encirclement, and fled. His younger brothers were helping him attract firepower, so they had to settle for their own destiny!
Come out to hang out, sooner or later there will be such a day.Tan Cheng didn't feel guilty at all, and he didn't care about the desperate and resentful eyes of the younger brothers who were surrounded by the police again.

Tan Cheng easily got rid of the police car behind him, and finally came to a secluded place.

He knows that Hong Kong cannot stay now.

He lost his influence, and when he returned to the company, Boss Yao would not let him go.

The only way out right now is to leave Hong Kong, go to Taiwan or Thailand, but don’t stay here.

Just running around also needs money.

He didn't dare to go back, because he would be caught easily.

He came out in a hurry and only had some change on him, which was obviously not enough.

And he is not those rude young and Dangerous boys who carry some big gold chains, Rolex and other hard currency with him.

Young and Dangerous boys wear big gold chains not just for the sake of prestige and financial power.

But at critical moments, like when you want to run away, you can get a life-saving money in exchange for a pawn shop.

Tan Cheng despised such young and Dangerous boys before, and felt like a nouveau riche, so he never did this.

So much so that now, he has no money to run away, and regrets to death.

In desperation, Tan Cheng had no choice but to get out of the car, picked up his mobile phone and made a call.

"Mr. Gao, it's me, Ah Cheng." Tan Cheng said in a somewhat respectful tone, which was different from his usual style.

I just heard him say into the phone, "That's right, I'm short of cash flow, and I want to borrow some money from you first."

"Not much, just 200 million US dollars. Mr. Gao, I promise, after the capital turnover is over, I will return it to you with interest."

"Please look at the situation that I have helped you with a lot of goods in the past few years, please help."

"Thank you, Mr. Gao! Thank you, Mr. Gao!" Tan Cheng said with a happy face, as if he had settled with the person on the phone.

He put down the phone, looked at the night view of Hong Kong, and clenched his fists, "I will definitely get back what I lost."

"This...may be a bit difficult." Ling Yaodong walked out from behind him and said quietly.

Next to him is Song Zijie.

"Song Zijie!" Ling Yaodong's voice made Tan Cheng tremble with fright, and he turned around abruptly, only recognizing Song Zijie.

Under his conditioned reflex, he was about to draw his gun.

"Bang!" Ling Yaodong was faster than him. As soon as he took out the gun, Ling Yaodong came first, drew the gun first, put the safety on, and fired.

Tan Cheng's pistol was sent flying, and his palm was not injured, but his mouth was numb.

At this time, Song Zijie's hand had just touched the gun at his waist.

"So fast! So accurate! You really deserve to be Sir Ling!" Song Zijie was terrified in his heart, and looked at Ling Yaodong with a trace of admiration in his eyes.

"Brother Cheng, if you continue like this, I don't guarantee where the next shot will hit?" Ling Yaodong said leisurely.

Tan Cheng's face was so ugly that he died, he took a deep look at Ling Yaodong, and then fell silent.

"Brother Cheng, who is Mr. Gao?" Ling Yaodong asked.

Tan Cheng lowered his head and said nothing.

"This is really difficult!" Ling Yaodong said.

Song Zijie couldn't see it, and yelled at Tan Cheng, "Brother Cheng, what can I ask you?"

"I don't know anything! Sirs, take me back to the police station. We'll talk about everything after my lawyer returns." Tan Cheng sneered and said.

He knew that he couldn't escape, but boss Yao would find a way to get him, because if he didn't, Tan Cheng would stab him out without hesitation.

Song Zijie was so angry when he heard this, his face was gloomy.

But Ling Yaodong looked normal.

Suddenly, there was the roar of a motorcycle behind him.

Song Zijie frowned and turned to look.

Tan Cheng also looked up, with a glimmer of hope deep in his eyes.

Only Ling Yaodong still looks like an old god.

At this time, the sound of the motorcycle turned from far to near, and Song Zijie could clearly see the people on the motorcycle.

Even though he was wearing a helmet, Song Zijie recognized his elder brother Song Zihao at a glance.

Behind Song Zihao sat a lame pony.

Both had blood on them.

(End of this chapter)