Hong Kong Comprehensive World Champion

Text 759 Arson scene

Backtracking of the screen.

Ten minutes ago.

Wearing a bat mask and a black action suit, Xu Xi turned into a night killer-"Black Man".

I saw a rope hanging from his back and open his arms like a bat. With a sigh, he descended directly from the elevator shaft on the roof and hung firmly in front of the elevator car door on the fifteenth floor.

Immediately afterwards, he opened the emergency device of the elevator car by hand, causing the elevator door to open automatically.

"Papa." Loosen the lock, turn over and enter the fifteenth floor.

...

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Fifteen floors.

corridor.

Wearing black clothes, Xu Xi raised a gun with one hand, and kept squeezing the trigger, knocking down the security guard in front of him.

Almost every security guard had just taken a weapon and rushed out of the corner. The next moment he was shot in the chest and fell to the ground, without a moment of stagnation.

In terms of personal combat power alone, the "black man" who has undergone vocational training and experimental transformation is already a figure at the pinnacle of the killer world.

How can these security guards be opponents?

"Bang bang bang!" I saw Xu Xi single-handedly. In just one minute, he pierced through the security guards and slammed into the front of the chief accountant's office.

During this period, Xu Xi could also find time to change a magazine while moving forward. He didn't need to use flower pots, tables and chairs to escape, and just killed straight ahead, and he was extremely unrestrained without encountering an opponent.

There are many fierce men, assassins, and boys hiding in Zhuang Sir's factory. Why did Mr. Zhuang send Xu Xi instead of other wage earners? Because Xu Xi is strong enough!

"Bang!" Xu Xi smashed the glass door of the Chief Accountant's office with a shot, and the high-end bright glass door burst with a shot, crashing, turning into countless fragments and scattered on the ground.

"You are...!" The Chief Accountant'Phillips' of the Hong Kong Island Great Accountants Committee, a man in a suit with an old face and only a few golden curls on his head raised his head with a look of consternation and fear. Toward the door.

I saw him quickly turn off the notebook, then raised his hands high and shouted: "I have 50 million in my account..."

"Bang!" His response was a bullet. The bullet directly penetrated the tabletop and hit his leg accurately, causing the bald ghost to stagger at his feet, sitting in a chair and screaming: "Ahhh! FUCK!"

Xu Xi didn't say a word, put the gun back in her waist, took out a grenade, dinged out the safety tip, and stepped to the desk.

"I... can't be bought by money." Xu Xi raised her hand to pinch Phillips's jaws, pinched his mouth, and said with cold eyes: "Sorry."

"Uuuu..." He put a hand mine into Phillips' mouth, and pushed it with his hand until it stuck in his throat.

"boom!"

Immediately afterwards, he turned back and rushed out more than ten meters, jumped out, overturned a sofa, and fell to the ground.

"Bang!" A person's head and most of his body exploded. The exploded desk was covered with minced meat, the office floor, bookcases, and computer screens were all blood stained, and even the ceiling was inlaid with shrapnel and eyeballs.

Indeed, a killer of Xu Xi's level is no longer something that money can buy.

If possible, he doesn't even want to make a move, thinking about living a plain life.

But there is a terrible black hand who is always manipulating people's fate. Everyone, including Xu Xi, is a pawn! Even if Xu Xi came to kill "Phillips", I don't know what the purpose of killing "Phillips" was. He is sure it's not money! Then Phillips must figure out what it is!

Xu Xi believes that the bald ghost bites the grenade, and at the moment before the explosion, he must know the answer in his mind...he is too lazy to delve into it.

Subsequently, Xu Xi took out a small jar and spilled the refined oil in the office. Then picked up the lighter on the desk, rubbed the flame, and threw it on the ground.

"Boom!" It was another explosion. The explosion ignited a raging fire. The explosion destroyed the computer and the flames swallowed files... Xu Xi turned her back to the burst of fire, and while the glass shattered, she opened her arms and flew down into the sky.

He had already fastened a rope.

Things are done!

...

The fire department seems to have also been raised, cooperating in fulfilling someone's wishes.

Arrived in time, evacuated the crowd, and began to extinguish the fire calmly.

Water cannon trucks, firefighters, medical teams, and groups of people are doing things in an orderly manner.

...

For Mr. Zhuang, black and white are used for grasping with both hands.

Anyway, it’s all illicit work. Who can’t use it? Just send Xu Xi on the court!

You know, there is only one way to stop tax reform!

That is to get rid of the big accountant who performed the data coordination. Because there is no effective data support, the Hong Kong government cannot carry out tax reforms. Unless he wants tax exemption!

If he wants to increase taxes, he must measure the market value, profit, and income of the tax increase industry.

A random tax increase without relevant data is a fishing net full of loopholes. Not only does it violate the law, business people can also find countless reasons to refuse, and citizens will not support it.

You have to say, this is the right of the government, right? Hong Kong Island is not an authoritarian region. A Hong Kong government does not have such a strong influence. It does not have it now, nor did it before. Second, the cost of forcibly increasing taxes will actually trigger civil unrest, which will affect the income of the Hong Kong government and pay tribute to the ancestors.

This is a bit like "picking up sesame seeds and losing watermelon." Not only did the prince fail to get things done, but he also got things done worse and worse. How could he explain to his mother?

His mother just wants his son to cook more and more delicious dishes. He can't smash the pot, right?

This is looking for death!

Only with sufficient data to support tax reform can it proceed smoothly.

Zhuang Shikai wants to prevent tax reforms, but relying on inciting public opinion and putting pressure on public opinion will not work. Because the Hong Kong government did not increase "salaries and taxes," the entire tax increase reform has nothing to do with the people. Such targeted tax increases not only classify the citizens of Hong Kong Island as Chinese and ghosts, but also divide the Chinese into the capitalist and working class.

Although the capitalists and working class on Hong Kong Island exist objectively, this kind of incident is also done for the capitalists.

But national capital is also national! Must be protected! Otherwise, the value created by workers will flow overseas and become a free "welfare" given to citizens among the "high welfare" treatments in developed countries.

How can citizens in developed countries live so well? Because they are exploiting the laborers of the third world countries!

Zhuang Shikai must first protect national capital and the value of Chinese laborers, and second, protect himself! Lao Tzu is also a capitalist!

Therefore, he chose to play black hands! Ruthless! kill!

Kill the chief accountant and burn the bills and documents. Tax increase reform is like a gun without bullets. There is only one title left, and no bullets can be shot at all!

Kill the target in a targeted manner.

This is "details".

The general trend in "Details of the general trend" refers to the use of the Hong Kong Island community to put pressure on the ghosts! Let the ghosts know that killing one person can kill, and killing many people, he can also kill!

There are hundreds of thousands of people in the community. If you dare to continue to increase taxes, it depends on how many inspectors you have available! And I think the inspectors are Chinese, they don't need to be killed at all, they just need to be cut and lose more than 100,000 yuan in soup and medicine.

If you kill a few more games, I am afraid that the Chinese inspectors of the tax office will not dare to go to work. The ghosts either issue laws and use the ghost accountants to continue to check the accounts, or they can only suspend the tax increase reform.

This is a double oppression in two dimensions! It doesn't need to be too obvious at all, the British can naturally feel it!

Besides, many bills and accounts are one-off! It's gone after burning! If things are done well, they can be done once, and the Flying Tigers are the final killer.

...

Zhuang Shikai put down the phone, thought a little, then naturally packed his things and got ready to get off work.

He happened to meet "Liu Jianming," the senior inspector of the Situation Intelligence Section in the elevator, and smiled at the other party, raised his wrist, glanced at his watch and said, "It's a coincidence that I can save me going to the seventh floor."

"Recently, you have led people to focus on major accounting firms. If you have any news, let me know as soon as possible."

People are killed too! The fire is also set! What to do next depends on what is happening on the other side.

"Yes! Sir!" Liu Jianming was wearing a suit with a serious look, raising his hand in salute.

...

"The agents of the Royal Special Situation Group!!!" Taipingshan, villa.

The prince put down the phone, glared at the special situation leader in front, and shouted loudly.

Mike looked ashamed: "It was just arranged ten minutes ago, and it will be in place five minutes later."

The prince took a deep breath~www.readwn.com~ and tried to calm his mood, and finally exhaled a long breath and sighed, "They started too quickly!"

"Your task now is to protect the entire group of people and protect the second chief accountant, Mr. Batty Crouch. All the accounting data has been handed over to Mr. Batty Crouch for calculation. I want him to bring a complete data report. At the hearing of the tax office!"

Prince Charles put his hands on the tabletop, staring at the head Mike and asked, "Do you understand?"

"Understood, Your Highness!" The Royal Special Affairs Team Leader raised his waist, standing straight, and replied in a solemn voice.

"These cases of assaults by auditors, homicides by accountants, and arson are all demonstrations! It is not pressure!" Watching the departure of the Royal Special Affairs Team Leader, Charles shook his shoulders and shook his spirits: "I like it. Such a challenge! In order to prove my ability to my mother!"

He already felt the pressure from the general situation and the details, the underworld and the white way, and from all dimensions. Charles didn't know whether he was a little bit complacent about "hidden" for himself, or he was proud and confident of his personality, and he had a curious desire to conquer Hong Kong Island and Chuang Shikai.

He wanted to wipe off the dust on the crown and wait for himself to be crowned king!

However, the death of the chief accountant and the outrageous actions of the Chinese have confirmed that the afterglow of the empire that never sets in the sun really cannot shine in the east.

...

night.

Portland Street.

"Zhuang Sheng!"

"Zhuang Sheng!"

In a bar, luxurious VIP boxes on the second floor.

I saw that the entire box on the second floor had been booked. In the corridors, there are standing tall, tall, vicious, but humble "company employees" in suits along the way.

Meng Jun

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