Hong Kong Comprehensive Begins from Stanley Prison

Chapter 513 Toll Roads
in a few days!
During the late-night exercising, Ding Yunfeng suddenly received a long-distance call across the country.

The other party was a foreigner, and he reported the interface code that Cao Leon had left in advance.

Ding Yunfeng, who was interrupted to exercise, had a bit of a temper at first, but was dispelled by the other party's self-introduction.

"Boss, I have accepted your mission.

My name is Randy, and I used to be a commando for SEALs.

After retiring, I am a solo mercenary, you can call my nickname - Turnpike Road. "

Good guy!
Toll Road, is this the one from The Expendables 1?
However, consider the current time.

The Annan war has not yet begun, and the current toll road may really be a lone ranger, and it may be ten years before he joins Barney Ross' death squad...

"Okay! Your task is..."

Recall that in the movie, Randy is proficient in fighting and assault.

Ding Yunfeng was very relieved to tell him the details of the mission - recently, his subordinate Ah Hai will go to the Museum of Modern Art in New York to steal a painting.

Afterwards, Ding Yunfeng needed toll roads to pretend to be a gangster crossing the river, sabotaging the other party's deal in New York!
"I probably understand, I want to protect your people, steal the painting, and then I will destroy their deal with the buyer, and during the firefight, don't hurt your people, right?" Toll Road Xiang Ding Yunfeng confirm.

Ding Yunfeng snapped his fingers: "That's right, the deposit is 10, is there any problem?"

"Thank you for your generosity, the toll road will serve you, please wait for the good news..."

……

Now, it is the peak period of personal combat ability of toll roads.

A week later, two big stories appeared in the New York Daily.

First, the Museum of Modern Art lost a piece of Modigliani's work - "Jeanne Haybut";
Second, a certain French nobleman's villa in New York was attacked by an unknown person in the middle of the night. A fierce gun battle broke out between the two sides, but no one was injured...

New York Airport.

Wearing sunglasses and a long black coat, Zhou Jiang walked quickly into the waiting hall, protected by four tall white bodyguards.

A Hai, who came over early, winked at A Zhan and Hong Dou.

He greeted him with a face full of concern: "Old Dou, how did this happen?

That damn foreign devil Barton is really unreliable. He brags about being a French aristocrat all the time, but as a result, the security of his manor is as bad as paper..."

"Ah Hai, I'm fine. There are too many people talking at the airport. We'll talk about everything when we get back to Hong Kong Island." Zhou Jiang held his right rib that was scratched by the bullet, enduring the pain to stop the chattering adopted son.

Ah Hai put on a nervous expression: "Okay, the goods are not lost, right?"

"You can't lose anything if you lose anything, this is what I taught you!
Don't worry, I'll find a new buyer soon, so relax and sit with me for a while. " Zhou Jiang's eyes moved slightly, and he grinned.

Tens of meters away, the toll road was wearing a peaked cap. He put away his miniature camera and got up to leave the airport.

next morning.

Kwun Tong Police Station, the commissioner's room.

The sudden ringing of the bell broke the awkward silence between Ding Yunfeng and Yazi.

Brother Feng picked up the phone and pressed the answer button, with a smile on his face: "Okay, I got it!
My people will settle the balance with you.

I hope we will have a pleasant cooperation. "

As an Interpol, Yazi knows the bird languages ​​of many countries. She secretly remembered this long-distance call from the United States...

"Act tonight, there is still time, you can go back to rest and recharge your energy." Ding Yunfeng hung up the phone, looked at Yazi and said.

Yazi shook her head: "You don't have to push me away!
Since I promised to fully cooperate with you, I will not trip you up or act as internal support for others. "

"You think too much, I don't mean that."

"Then what do you mean?"

"Literally, well, since you won't go, then I'll go.

If it doesn't work out, I'll have to stay up all night again today, so I'll go back to sleep. "Ding Yunfeng said while putting on his coat.

Yazi decided that Ding Yunfeng wanted to move away from her, so she stepped forward to stop her: "Hey, everyone's work is work, don't mix personal grievances!

In the past few days, I see that you are either sleeping, or having a dinner with some of your subordinates. Hey, I have never seen you investigate this case...

Suddenly received a phone call and announced that we will act at night..."

"Everyone has their own way of doing things, and what you see may not necessarily be true.

Okay, let's not talk about it, you want to solve the case or share the credit, gather here at 8:[-] pm, that's it. "Ding Yunfeng pushed Yazi away and left in a daze.

Yazi was so angry that her cheeks swelled up. She had told Ding Yunfeng about her falling out with Le Yiwu a few days ago.

Now that the case is progressing, and Ding Yunfeng is still hiding it from her, she suddenly feels that she has been insulted and belittled by the other party.

"I'll keep an eye on your subordinates, I don't believe you can leave me behind." Yazi pushed the door angrily, pulled out a chair, and sat beside Cao Li'ang, Chen Xiaosheng and Zhu Su'e who were chatting nonsense.

Influenced by Chen Xiaosheng and Zhu Su'e, Cao Liang gradually joined them in discussing Ding Yunfeng's gossip with Yazi.

Now seeing the parties sitting over, the three of them naturally couldn't continue talking, and each made an excuse to break up.

Seeing this, Yazi became more and more sure that Ding Yunfeng must have planned it long ago, but he kept it a secret from himself.

……

That night, at eight o'clock.

Emerald Nightclub, inside a box somewhere.

Lin Baosheng picked up his wine glass and raised it to Zhou Jiang: "Mr. Zhou, I'm not interested in knowing how you learned that I am collecting Modigliani's works.

Now I just want to tell you that I have no shortage of banknotes. They can be painted and must be authentic! "

"Young Master Lin, you can rest assured, Hua, I promise it will be fine!

You can ask the most professional appraiser to come and see, as long as it is fake, I will pay you double the price. "Zhou Jiang replied confidently.

Lin Baosheng smiled, and suddenly took out a newspaper from the inner pocket of his suit and threw it on the coffee table: "Today, the headline of the New York Daily."

"Young Master Lin, I understand what you mean.

From another perspective, if you follow the normal procedure, even if you can afford it, will the Museum of Modern Art agree to sell this "Jeanne Haybut" to you? "

Zhou Jiang laughed, and he winked at Ah Hai.

Ah Hai took a step forward, opened the cylinder he was carrying, and took out an oil painting.

Lin Baosheng squinted his eyes. He put on his white gloves professionally, took the painting and walked to the empty table next to him to open it.

Pretentious, glanced and glanced, tsk-tsk praised, frowned in thought.

Zhou Jiang was overjoyed to see Lin Baosheng's appearance of a layman

——This second generation ancestor simply wrote the words "big water fish" on his forehead.

It seems that today's wave can definitely make a fortune.

Lin Baosheng watched it by himself for about ten minutes, and finally walked back frowning: "Mr. Zhou, if you don't mind, I want to make a call..."

"Okay! I still say the same thing, don't worry, please ask an appraisal expert to come and take a look at any time."

"No, no, no! I can see things all right, I just want to make a phone call and ask a friend."

"OK, please."

"Then, I'm sorry..." Lin Baosheng smiled and led the bodyguards out of the box.

Zhou Jiang smiled disdainfully: "Idiot, put on an air."

Seeing this, Ah Hai patted his stomach: "Old Dou, I'm a little hungry, I want to go out and buy skewered fish ball pads."

"Go, go, you are not needed here." Zhou Jiang didn't think too much, he waved impatiently and said.

After a few minutes.

Outside the nightclub, several police cars BIBUBIBU approached...

(End of this chapter)