Start With Lifting The Restrictions

Start With Lifting The Restrictions Chapter 76

2021-10-19

Chapter 76 Faucet

Yuen Long.

On the pitch-dark road, a car sped away.

From the southeast to the northwest, to the location near the sea in the northwest, a small remote village gradually showed its outline under the night.

The vehicle drove all the way to a very ordinary second layer building in the village and stopped.

An old man with sparse hair and a chubby belly pushed open the car door and ran out of the car as if it were rolling over. He strode moved towards this second layer building and ran over.

"Roar—"

Suddenly, a low roar sounded at the door of the small building.

A black-haired Rottweiler suddenly jumped out from a faint corner, blocking the position of more than two meters in front of the old man.

"Hiss--"

The chunky old man suddenly saw this Rottweiler with his head raised almost to waist height, and he was shivered in fright. His feet stopped, he didn't dare to move any more, he just shouted into the second layer's small building, "Boss, it's me, sauce head, I'm coming to you in a hurry-"

This end The Rottweiler, which is huge and doesn't know how to train it, stared at the old man with a pair of black eyes, and the sharp and sharp teeth have been exposed.

"Come in!"

Suddenly a voice came from the second layer's small building.

The Rottweiler, who was about to show one's ferocious appearance and was about to move towards the pudgy old man, suddenly let out a low cry, pushed the door open and jumped in first.

The chunky old man swallowed and followed behind the Rottweiler to the second layer building.

The lobby on the first floor of the small building looks unremarkable, with sofas, tables and chairs, a TV, a record player, and tools such as fishing rods and raincoats hanging on the wall. fisherman's home.

It's just that the cleaning should be extra clean, and there are all kinds of famous wines and drinking utensils on the closet in the corner.

At this time, on the sofa in the living room, sitting a man who looked like he was in his early thirties, but seemed to be in his forties, with a tall and straight waist, a square and determined face, Holding a red wine glass in one hand, he stroked the shiny fur of the Rottweiler that entered the living room.

He also had a large stack of books and materials in his hand, and it seemed that the other party was flipping through these things just a moment ago.

"Jiantou, what are you doing here in the middle of the night?" The middle-aged man, looking at the old man who broke into the house, shook the red wine glass in his hand, and pointed He pointed to the sofa next to him, "Sit down, it's rare for you to come here."

"Boss, something happened." The chunky old man didn't dare to sit down, but instead hunched over, his face showing sadness. She said, "Your son, Ah... Ah Kuang was killed, as well as our number gang's seven-eight-character pile of squatters and talkers, all of them were killed."

" en? ”

The middle-aged man stopped his hand shaking the red wine, no anger on his face, but just stood up from the sofa.

With a sound of ao wu, the Rottweiler, which was originally very docile under this man's hands, seemed to be frightened, and jumped out more than ten steps away, and tucked its tail into the corner of the wall.

"A Kuang is dead?! Was it done by those stray dogs? He fled to Hong Kong Island and was so unscrupulous, wouldn't the people from the Security Bureau and the CIA really go after them?"

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There was no anger on the middle-aged man's face, just two thick eyebrows were raised, and his voice seemed to be full of exclamations.

It seems that the death of a son is not a big deal to him at all, but he thinks of other aspects.

"Big boss, it should be, no...not those people."

The old man standing by the side explained loudly, "Big boss said to ignore those bereaved families... bereaved families Dog, although we found those people near the Kowloon Police Station, but they have not been moved up and down."

"Aren't those people?"

middle-aged man Wei Wei Some astonished, "Who else is there? Don't tell me it's from Heliansheng and Xinji, they don't have the guts."

"It's one person."

Short The fat man hurriedly explained, "Tonight, Yang Xuhua has summoned all the people in the halls to discuss matters. You know it, boss. Ah Kuang also went, and it was the fan stall Jiang from Heyi Hall who wanted to unite with us to deal with it. Boss, those bereaved dogs you mentioned, but for some reason, a person suddenly broke in and asked for Ah Kuang and his new horse.

That person was very difficult to deal with, I've been in the arena for several decades. I've never seen such a person. There are dozens of people and several red sticks. I can't help him. Inside, they were all killed by that man."

"He's really a formidable character."

The middle-aged man raised his head slightly, as if thinking about something, "This man Did you help us with our number? Or is it something else?"

"Boss, I really don't know what to say."

The chunky old man called the head and looked at In front of the middle-aged man, an inexplicable emotion and awe gradually rose in his heart.

The other party is obviously seven or eight years older than him, and now he is in his seventies, but it seems that he is still in a young and middle-aged state.

Not only do I have black hair and no age spots on my skin, but my body shape, eyes and mental state have not aged at all.

But who would have imagined that such a middle-age person who looked to be in his 30s or 40s and lived in a remote fishing village in Yuen Long was actually a gangster who had controlled half of the Underground World on Hong Kong Island for 30 years. formidable person.

"I see."

After a long time, the middle-aged man seemed to have made a decision, slowly opened the mouth and said, "Jiantou, you go to steady each other first. The people with the word pile, let them not mess up. As for the matter of your kidney transplant, I have already contacted."

"Yes, thank you boss, thank you boss, I'll go, this is Go."

The chunky old man was overjoyed, complied quickly, turned his head and moved towards the door of the small building.

After the chubby old man went out, the middle-aged man went upstairs and took out a satellite phone that was a little bigger and slightly smaller than the general big brother at this time, and made a call. Number.

Soon, a man's voice in French came from the other end of the satellite phone: "LeeHong, why did you suddenly remember to call me?"

"Ottermeyer, My son is dead," said the middle-aged man, also in fluent French.

"Haha..." A chuckle came from the other end of the phone, "LeeHong, do you still care about this? Don't talk about the situation on my side, with your current body, you can regenerate ten or eight. It's not a problem.

And your heart organ cloning has been completed, as long as you find a suitable heart transplant specialist, a problem with surgery, you will live another 30 years, it will not be a problem at all, if one day Our technology can achieve breakthrough..."

"No, Altmeyer."

Li Hong interrupted the voice on the other end of the phone, "I mean I'm in trouble, I've got a top expert here who can kill 30 of my subordinates head on, this person is threatening my life. So I hope you can get one of our 'sons' over here and help me Solve this problem."

The voice on the other end of the phone paused slightly, "LeeHong, are you sure you want to do this?"

"Ottermeyer!" Li Hong's voice Wei Wei raised a few points, "I made it very clear, I can't wait, and I don't want to wait any longer. I hope to see the results, this time I must see it."

The other end of the phone was silent again. , for a long time, before continuing, "As you wish, my friend!"

Two watch together.

(end of this chapter)