I killed the film and television world

Chapter 370 This is how we do things (Together)

The big boss had his bloody arms hanging down, and his body was staggering, as if he would fall down at any time.

His clothes and flesh were cut in many places by the iron sheets.

His gray hair was disheveled and his eyes were bloodshot.

When he spoke, his lips and teeth were stained with blood, and his voice was hoarse, but full of hostility: "You bastard, when I came out to kill people, you were still playing in the mud!"

"Really?" Song Ren said calmly, "If that's the case, doesn't it just prove that you are old?"

The big boss's eyes were red, and his breathing became more and more rapid because of the pain: "I'm your mother!!!"

Song Ren did not show much emotion, but gave a final word of advice: "Boss, times have changed, it's time to prepare a curtain call for yourself."

The big boss suddenly roared.

He dragged his severely injured body and rushed towards Song Ren regardless of anything, with a deadly look in his eyes:

Bastard!
I started killing people on the streets when I was very young.

Everything we have now was cut out piece by piece!

There is never a curtain call in my ending!

Under the night sky, fine silvery moonlight is scattered.

The big boss was furious, and when he rushed forward, blood spots flew all over his body. He looked like a devil, as if he was bursting out with the last swan song of a gang leader.

The next second—

Zheng! ! !
The cold sound of the sword seemed to stun the entire moonlight.

The Qinglei Sword slid into the boss' chest very smoothly like mercury pouring down on the ground, and the slightly cool tip of the sword pierced through his spine!

The boss's body suddenly stiffened on the sword, and more and more blood oozed from the corners of his grinning mouth.

At the last moment, he looked up at Song Ren with difficulty.

I wanted to say something, but I couldn't make a sound anymore.

He has been cruel and domineering since he was a child.

As I get older, I become more cautious.

Over the past few decades, I have experienced a lot and learned a lot.

But I will never bow my head.

You bastard, you want me to bow my head...

Hey, I won’t let you succeed!
Song Ren was not too surprised. In the silence of the room, he calmly and smoothly drew out the Qinglei Sword.

There were a few drops of blood on the back of the sword, sliding down the cold blade to the ground.

despair!
In the cold yet silent night, the sound of dripping blood seemed particularly clear.

The boss's body lost the support of the sword and fell forward to the ground.

The dull sound seemed to strike into the hearts of everyone present.

The arrogant and overbearing boss who once dominated the entire Kowloon area finally came to an end.

The final wish for death undoubtedly deeply touched others.

After a brief silence on the street, everyone's eyes finally shifted away from the corpse on the ground.

Song Ren turned around and said, "Brother Jiu, it's your turn."

Wang Jiu was startled, his expression became a little stiff, and he pretended not to understand: "What, what do you mean?"

Song Ren didn't say anything, just chuckled silently.

At this time, why are you still pretending?

Seeing this, Wang Jiu's stiff face gradually became embarrassed.

He spoke word by word: "Ah Ren! Damn it, you dare to play tricks on me! You really think I'm easy to bully, right? Damn it, kill him!!!"

However, under Wang Jiu's violent shout, the more than a hundred gangsters behind him looked at each other, and no one took any action.

Wang Jiu turned around in astonishment:

"Hey! Are you guys deaf?!"

"Didn't you hear me talking?"

Next to them, two trusted men stiffened and persuaded: "Jiu, Jiu Ge, why don't we just lower our heads?"

Behind the two of them, Tiancan and Dique were standing there quietly, their faces calm beneath their sunglasses.

Previously, Tiancan Dique had demonstrated extremely strong deterrent power.

The gangsters present also saw it with their own eyes, so naturally they did not dare to act rashly.

What's more, there were people from the Longcheng Gang at the scene, as well as the monster who crippled the big boss with one kick.

Wang Jiu almost bit his back teeth off when he saw this.

He stared at Song Ren intently, and finally suddenly grinned.

The next moment, Wang Jiu suddenly grabbed a gangster beside him and pushed him towards Song Ren.

"Fuck you!"

Leaving behind only an angry curse, he suddenly jumped onto the container and fled from there.

But when he jumped into the air and just grabbed the top of the container with his hands, his right ankle was clamped by someone's hand.

Wang Jiu looked back in surprise.

Song Ren's clenched fingers were like iron pliers, with a slight smile on his face: "Brother Jiu, where are you going?"

Wang Jiu's expression changed slightly.

Before he could answer, a powerful force dragged him and pulled his entire body back!

The moment Wang Jiu fell to the ground, he immediately looked up.

But he saw Song Ren was already standing beside him.

He pulled his arms back high, causing his shoulder blades to bulge out dramatically.

Song Ren's eyes were sharp and his voice was cold: "Brother Jiu, the boss is waiting for you to reunite!"

Wang Jiu was horrified, clenched his teeth, and the veins on his forehead bulged: "Fuck you! I stand up!!!"

Song Ren sneered: "Fuck you!!!"

boom!
An extremely violent and heavy punch was thrown on the spot.

Wang Jiu could no longer hold back his clenched teeth, his eye sockets bulged, and he vomited a large mouthful of blood.

The upper and lower body bounced back in an almost V-shape, and the back smashed the concrete road beneath it into pieces, cracking it over a large area like a spider web!

Most of his chest was also smashed into the collapsed ground.

The sternum was comminuted and the spine was broken into pieces.

Under that terrifying force, the stones on the ground exploded and splattered everywhere!

The gangsters around him suddenly widened their eyes.

It’s unbelievable that the invulnerable Dian Jiu was killed by a single punch!

Even Wang Jiu's younger brothers suddenly froze in place, with cold sweat on their foreheads, not daring to make any rash moves.

When Song Ren straightened his back, more than a hundred young men suddenly woke up as if from a dream. First, one of them suddenly lowered his head and shouted "Boss".

Then more and more voices came one after another.

Song Ren handed the scene over to the Longcheng Gang and left.

……

Late night, hotel.

Song Ren took a bath and changed his clothes, washing away the bloody smell on his body.

As soon as he came out of the bathroom, his beautiful sister-in-law hugged him from behind.

After not seeing each other for a long time, the sister-in-law was obviously unable to control herself and was quite proactive.

Song Ren couldn't help but shook his head secretly.

The sister-in-law's pectoral muscles are still as exaggerated as ever. The pretty sister-in-law entangled him enthusiastically, murmuring: "Aren, do you really want to help me get to the top?"

Song Ren: "What do you think, pretty sister-in-law, are you unhappy?"

The pretty wife smiled foolishly: "Of course I am happy to do so, but you have given me such a great favor, how do you want me to repay you?"

Song Ren: "Based on the relationship between my sister-in-law and me, it doesn't matter whether I repay her or not."

Sister-in-law: “Really?”

Song Ren: "It's just that I haven't been feeling well lately."

Pretty wife: “Hmm?”

Song Ren: "After I went to the hospital, the doctor told me that I had a very bad temper and needed someone to help me calm down."

"I don't know if my sister-in-law is willing."

Sister-in-law Liang was stunned for a moment, then she understood.

She covered her mouth and laughed silently, then turned around and walked in front of Song Ren, squatting down little by little close to his body.

……

A few days later, at Lijing Restaurant.

In a private room on the top floor, a group of the most influential people in the Hong Kong Police Force have gathered.

All the people sitting at the table had foreign faces.

Sitting in the main seat was Chief Superintendent Bennett of the Hong Kong Island Police Force.

Following them were Senior Superintendent Hilley, Senior Superintendent Bruer, Senior Superintendent Johnf, and six other foreign superintendents.

There was an empty seat at the table.

This is John's first time here.

The area he is in charge of is within the New Territories. He was invited by Chief Superintendent Bennett to attend the dinner along with two of his superintendents.

Most of those present were bigwigs from various districts of the police force, and he didn't understand who else was qualified enough for them to wait together.

Especially Chief Superintendent Bennett, who was waiting there without saying a word.

Even though John was a little impatient, he didn't dare to show it too much.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, the door of the box was pushed open again.

Song Ren walked in here and his eyes first lingered on Chief Superintendent Bennett.

Bennett nodded at him.

This seemingly normal action, in Song Ren's yin-yang eyes, turned out to be the twin ghosts controlling Bennett's body, nodding to him.

Chief Superintendent Bennett, possessed by the twin ghosts, has been having a lot of fun these days.

When Song Ren was carrying out a large-scale cleanup of the entire Hong Kong community, he anticipated that he would face increasing targeting from the top police officers.

In particular, the bigger the noise he made, the more the top police officers could not tolerate him.

So, he chose to strike first.

Using the characteristics of the twin ghosts, he forcibly possessed Chief Superintendent Bennett.

Then, using Bennett's influence, he began to use both soft and hard tactics to win over some junior police superintendents in key positions.

If you can pull it, pull it. If you can't pull it, either do it or replace it.

Anyway, with Bennett's identity as a backup, any problems that arise in a short period of time can be easily suppressed.

At present, most of the police superintendents in Hong Kong Island and Kowloon have accepted Song Ren’s gifts.

Of course, there was also an arrogant superintendent who verbally refused.

However, the white police chief is still lying in the hospital, having a good sleep in the morgue.

What was announced to the public was that he died of illness.

Several of the police inspectors present knew the inside story, and that was why they were particularly wary of Song Ren.

Seeing Song Ren enter the box, Xi Lai was the first to stand up enthusiastically, shook hands and said, "Mr. Song."

Bruer and four other police inspectors also greeted Song Ren one after another.

Only John from the New Territories and two other police superintendents were standing by and watching.

It was their first time here and also their first time meeting Song Ren.

Their identity as white people and the arrogance of the British Empire made them extremely confused as to why other people became so enthusiastic.

Just a yellow monkey...

Xilai took the initiative to introduce John: "Hey, John, this is Mr. Song, Causeway Bay and--"

John waved his hand to interrupt him.

A pair of cold, hard, brown eyes scanned Song Ren up and down, and finally snorted, "Xilai, don't tell me that the bastard who made us wait for half an hour is this yellow-skinned monkey in front of us!"

Xilai's face changed when he heard this. He had seen how terrifying Song Ren could be.

What's more, the other party now has the Chief Superintendent of Police backing him up.

In addition, he is now bound by interests, or some of his things have been controlled by the other party, so now he can't even get off the boat.

At the dining table, Song Ren greeted everyone else before finally extending his hand to Joseph: "Hello."

Joseph glanced at his hand and chuckled, "Chinaman, this dinner party is not a place for you to participate. The door is over there!"

Song Ren just said to himself: "I specially invited the superintendent to come here this time because I want to trouble you to help me with the New Territories."

Joseph was stunned for a moment: "You invited me?"

He had always thought it was an invitation from Chief Superintendent Bennett. If he had known it was a Chinaman, he would not have bothered to bring anyone to the banquet.

So when Joseph heard Song Ren say this, he immediately put a plate on the table down on the spot.

The crisp sound echoed in the box.

John smiled like a gentleman: "Chinaman, since you invited me, you don't have to eat this meal."

Bruer and Hilley wanted to stand up and say a few words of advice. After all, even if the deal failed, there was still friendship, so there was no need to turn against each other.

The last one who fell out with me is now out of favor.

But Joseph was not grateful at all. He stood up and refuted fiercely: "Hey, I don't know what the hell you are doing. You let a yellow monkey sit at the same table with me. This is disgusting."

He glanced at Song Ren with contempt again:
"Chinaman, I don't care how you deceive people, but I tell you, you are a low-class and despicable person, and you will be so forever."

"You'll never be worthy enough to sit at the same table with me!"

Song Ren smiled faintly: "Come to the table to eat. You knocked over the plate I reserved. You have to apologize for this."

Joseph almost turned his nose up: "Chinaman, you know——"

When he was halfway through his words, Song Ren's big hand suddenly reached up and grabbed the back of his head.

Joseph was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, Song Ren had already pressed down on his head, slamming it against the heavy glass on top of the dining table.

Bang!
With just one blow, John's forehead was bleeding!

In an instant, the two police superintendents who came with him stood up immediately, but as soon as they stood up, they were pushed back by other foreigners next to them.

Song Ren calmly hooked the back of John's head and dug his five fingers into the back of his skull.

He held his head tightly and hit it hard for the second time!
Bang!
The thick glass table top made of special material shattered in an instant!
John's head was confused as Song Ren grabbed the back of his head and lifted it back.

He caught a glimpse of Song Ren's smiling face from the corner of his bloodshot eyes, and felt a chill down his spine!

Song Ren grabbed the back of his head and smashed it onto the dining table with the third and most violent blow.

Bang! ! !
The thick glass completely shattered, and the solid wooden tabletop behind it was also cracked.

Broken glass and sharp wood chips pierced his left eye.

The eyeballs are bursting.

The intense pain made John cover his bloody head and wail heart-wrenchingly.

Song Ren still stood there quietly, looking at John rolling on the ground, and said calmly: "This is how we Chinese do things."

There was complete silence in the box for a moment.

(End of this chapter)