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He took two steps forward, stuck in the window and looked out.

That's the south end of the Rue de sac. What's going on there?

Just now, for Wu Chenglong, the neon light was still so beautiful, but now it was light pollution, which seriously affected his vision. He took out his telescope.

Along the blockade line pulled up by people, he saw the crane. Along the wire rope under the boom, he saw the big pit on the ground.

He couldn't believe his eyes. He put down his telescope, rubbed his eyes and raised it again.

Wu Chenglong determined that what he saw was the truth, but he didn't know it well. He quickly moved his eyes to the north entrance of Jieke street.

He was shocked by what he saw. Two burning buses blocked the north entrance of Jieke street. The scene was full of fire and smoke.

He felt a thump in his heart. It must be the ghost of Hongmen. He failed this time.

He sighed softly, put down his telescope and picked up the phone.

Seeing that it was Jackie Wu's phone, Ruan Zhonglou took a deep breath, straightened his body and gently pressed the connect button.

"Boss, we'll start right away. We're moving the flask to the car..."

"No, Captain Ruan. Come back and watch the night with me."

Jackie Wu broke his Swarovski glass.

Ruan Zhonglou, with a few backbones, stood quietly with their heads down. No one dared to breathe out loud.

The car whistling from the street, every sound is like a whip on Ruan Zhonglou's body, which makes Ruan Zhonglou's body tremble.

He knew this handsome superior too well. He was a pervert and a devil.

The temperature in the room plummeted and everyone standing was wet through.

"I didn't expect that when I occupied half of Chinatown, my opponent suddenly became smart."

"Can you tell me why?"

Wu Chenglong turned his back to them and was still staring out of the window. He didn't know whether he was talking to himself or to them.

No one dares to answer.

Jackie Wu's moody, let them guess, also did not have the courage to guess.

Jackie Wu turns around, the light hits his back, and his facial expression is covered by the darkness.

Ruan Zhonglou did not dare to look up. His body began to shake.

Wu took two steps forward and stood in front of Ruan Zhonglou. He stretched out his right hand and touched Ruan Zhonglou's face gently.

His hands were long and pale.

"Zhonglou, you stay, others go back."

The others bowed their heads, retreated, walked out of the room, and continued to retreat far enough to take a long breath.

Scattered back to his room.

Ruan Zhonglou's miserable cry rang all night.

He was stripped bare by Jackie Wu. He tied his hands to the head of the bed, bent over and jerked his butt. There were blood marks on his legs and back.

"Do you like it? "Middle floor." Jackie Wu is also naked, with a whip in his hand.

He pasted his body to the back of Ruan Zhonglou, waving his whip and twitching his body.

"Are you happy? Zhonglou, if you shout louder, I'll enjoy it. "

Wu Chenglong felt that he was riding on a fierce horse. He swung the whip again and again.

Ruan Zhonglou's shouting stimulated him and made him more excited.

His twitch was more and more violent, and his whip was more and more fierce.

The sound of whips on the meat and the cry of Ruan Zhonglou kept fan Wentong and others in a position.

Body curled up in the bed, hands covering the ears, in this way, the goose bumps on the body or up again and again.

At daybreak, Fan Wen got up with him. He didn't know when he fell asleep.

His mobile phone rang, "Captain Ruan, OK, I'll be there in a minute."

Fan Wentong and his men are standing in Wu Chenglong's office.

Wu sits at the back of his desk, trimming his nails, raising his head from time to time, his eyes soft.

Ruan Zhonglou stood behind him, straight, his hair flowing back.

In the sunlight, white shirt, black suit, more and more his spirit.

"Captain Ruan, tell them. I'll go and see my plants."

"Yes, boss." Ruan Zhonglou straightened up and lowered his head.

The others, like him, straightened up, put their feet on their feet, and bowed their heads.

Jackie Wu walked out of the office.

Ruan Zhonglou went to the office and said, "brothers, Sergeant Rox is dead."

He looked at everyone's surprised eyes and opened his hand. "It's true. This morning, Rox died in the room of Bryan Park Hotel. The cause of death has not been announced yet."

No one spoke."It means that Hongmen has begun to fight back against us."

Ruan Zhonglou conveys Wu Chenglong's order to the letter, that is, the Vietnamese gang has lost its support and should keep a low profile in the near future.

But the tree wants to be quiet, but the wind doesn't stop.

Chen Hannan is already the Third Master of Hongmen. He won't give the Vietnamese Gang a break.

The killing began in silence.

Three members of the Vietnamese gang were drinking in a pub in Chinatown. "Damn it, I'm so fuckin 'depressed. Let's go and play with some foreign girls. I'm defeated."

"Yes, let's go. If we can't, just go to Chinatown. Half of the streets there are still ours. Let's go together..."

Three people stood up, about to go out of the private room, a waiter came in, "three gentlemen, please wait a moment, Hongmen's uncle asked me to greet you three."

Three people were stunned for a while. The wine suddenly woke up. The three Vietnamese had forgotten to resist and looked at the waiter.

The waiter raised his right hand, which was a silent pistol wrapped in a towel.

Suddenly there was a song outside. It was noisy and chaotic. It was a drunkard's song. The gun rang. The song completely covered up the faint sound of the silent pistol.

Jack, acting as a waiter, opens the room and his partner, Jenny, comes in.

She was pushing an iron trolley with a huge plastic trash can on it.

Two people divided three times, put the three people into the bucket, and sent them to the garbage truck waiting behind the hotel.

It's been a night of killing.

Two Vietnamese were walking in the street when they were hit by a speeding car. They were killed on the spot.

The car didn't slow down and went straight away.

When Fan Wen was shaving at a barber's shop in York Street, his throat was cut. The two men who went with him were missing, and their lives were unknown.

Two Vietnamese gang members chatting and playing cards in a shop on Sike street were strangled in the toilet of the shop.

Overnight, ten Vietnamese were killed and missing.

Wu Chenglong listened to Ruan Zhonglou's report. He had no expression on his face and was still concentrating on trimming his nails.

"Captain Ruan, do you think this is Hongmen we know?"

His voice was calm, as usual.

"I don't think it's like that old man, Hongmen Duguang, who's afraid of us to death. He doesn't have the courage to do it, and he can't do it. "

"Oh..." Jackie Wu raised his head, put down his nail clipper, held his chin in his left hand, and stared at Ruan Zhonglou.

"Sit down and talk, Captain Ruan." He was still holding his chin in his left hand and pointed to the sofa next to him with his right hand.

Ruan Zhonglou bowed and sat back on the sofa.

Jackie Wu stood up, took out two wine glasses from the wine cabinet, poured red wine on them, and handed them to Ruan Zhonglou.

"Captain Ruan, tell me, who is not Du Guang?"

He's very interested in this.

The failure that night didn't make Jackie Wu think that there was something wrong. The rabbit was in a hurry and bit people. He didn't feel surprised.

But the next morning, he called Rox, the phone has not been answered, just let him feel wrong.

Wu Chengwu knew that Lockes had died in the morning through the Vietnamese villagers in the Bureau.

The reason is unknown. We're looking for it.

This makes Jackie Wu feel cold, he chose to retreat.

It's a war, not a game, not a risk. What we need is courage and care. What we need is to know our friends and enemies, not recklessness.

Only when we find our opponent, can we understand his weakness and work out a strategy to win.

What's ten Vietnamese dead? If ten Vietnamese dead, it's worth finding out who the opponent is.

Ruan Zhonglou improved, and Wu Chenglong also sat on the sofa.

"Captain Ruan, who are our opponents this time?" He leaned back on the sofa with his glass in his hand, but his eyes were looking out of the window.

"Boss, by my intuition, it has something to do with Chen Hannan who went to Hongmen headquarters a few days ago."

Ruan Zhonglou put down his glass. Wu Chenglong didn't let him drink it. He didn't dare to drink it, so he had to put it down.

"Oh, go on, the analysis is reasonable, there is a reward..."

This Ruan Zhonglou has made great progress. He even thought of it together with himself. Wu Chenglong turns his eyes and stares at Ruan Zhonglou.

Ruan Zhonglou avoids Wu Chenglong's eyes. He knows that there are too many things in his eyes.

He can only bow his head, "then I said, boss, first of all, on the morning of the day when he was preparing to burn Hongmen headquarters, Chen Hannan went to see Du Guang. Du Guang met him at the door. It can be seen that Chen Hannan and Du Guang have a different relationship."

"Go on..."

"Second, when we first came here to smash a Chinese restaurant, we met him. Although he didn't suffer, he must have hated us psychologically.""Well, it's a bit far fetched. Jealousy is jealousy. Afterwards, we didn't aim at him. Go on."

"Well, the third point, I can't say, is intuition..."

Ruan Zhonglou said it got stuck here, because Wu Chenglong put his foot on him and rubbed it back and forth, which made him very nervous.

"The reward is good, ha ha, did I say..." With these words, Jackie Wu stands up. Jizhonglou straightens up nervously and is about to stand up.

"Ha ha, I frighten you. I reward you, not eat you, but not now." Wu Chenglong gently pressed Ruan Zhonglou's shoulder and let him sit on the sofa again.

Wu Chenglong picked up his own cup, and then picked up Ruan Zhonglou's wine, which is equivalent to, "come on, Captain Ruan, do this cup."

The two drank it in one gulp.

"You're right. Chen Hannan is the one standing behind Du Guang in most cases. The next step is to find a way to deal with him..."