She had originally come with good intentions, and even had a bit of indescribable guilt and affection. However, Jiang Tian did not appreciate it, and it made her feel as if her good intentions had been treated as ill intent.
"You defeated the Japanese army? You sure know how to brag! Why did you say that you destroyed the earth? "
Wu Zhiruo got into her car and started the engine.
"Fine, fine, fine. I have tried my best to persuade you. Now you are going to die!"
Jiang Tian sat there and shook his head helplessly.
"Sigh … I didn't want to explain, but you forced me to. But you don't believe me."
Xu Zixuan stood up from her seat and walked over to Xu Zixuan.
She smiled and said, "Alright, Master Kang. Stop lamenting! It's normal that summer insects can't talk about ice! "
"In the eyes of those who can't fly, those who can fly will look smaller and smaller!"
…
The afternoon of the Lantern Festival.
On Temple Street, there were too many gangster movies that covered it with a dark tone that did not belong to it.
Violence, blood, and evil.
Most of the 80's generation who had been influenced by Hong Kong movies thought that there would be fights every few days. But that was not the case.
Temple Street reflected the local culture of Hong Kong. There were many food stalls and small shops, just like the famous Lan Kwai Fong. It was a must-visit place for tourists.
Sitting in the open-air food stalls and eating the special stir-fry made by the city's chefs, one could feel the local characteristics more than watching the skyscrapers by the Victoria Harbor.
At this time, the sun was setting in the west, and the sky was gradually darkening. The short Temple Street was bustling with activity, and the food stalls on Temple Street were getting more and more lively. People came and went, and groups of customers came and went. The figures of small citizens and tourists intertwined, forming a harmonious picture.
Jiang Chao, Cheng Yi, and Zhen Shuai did not sit down to eat. Instead, they ate from one stall to another.
"Superman Li's side is ready. The gangsters from the three gangs will be there! "
Jiang Chao reported.
"Don't worry. The Li family will not stand up for us. We will only reveal the truth after we arrest them!"
"Da Huan's side is ready too! Cooperate with the Hong Kong police to arrest him tonight! "
Cheng Yi's face was gloomy as he smiled and said, "In fact, they've been holding it in for a long time. They've wanted to fight and kill for a long time. This time, they finally found a suitable reason. Don't mention how excited they are!"
"So happy, so happy!"
Zhen Shuai rubbed his hands excitedly. "I can finally slap them! It feels so good! "
"However, don't kill that Shu Min. I think it's pretty good if I accept it in the future! "
"That woman's looks are really ordinary, but she can disgust Xiang Qiangsheng!" Cheng Yi said with a smile.
"That's right, slap their faces and kill them all!"
Jiang Tian nodded from time to time, eating the barbecued pork rice wrapped in lotus leaves.
At the top of an old four-story building on one side of Temple Street, the gunman who had been lying on the ground for a long time looked down from above. He slowly adjusted the angle of his sniper rifle, and the crosshair of his scope once again searched for Zhen Shuai's figure.
Every time there was a cruel war, the number of bullets and artillery shells consumed was not comparable to the number of people killed. In the European battlefield of World War II, three thousand bullets were used to kill one person.
This number was estimated to make people wonder if the soldiers of that time even knew how to shoot. In fact, after more than fifty years, the war in this era was not much better than it was a few decades ago.
However, there was always a small group of people on the battlefield who performed the legend of killing one enemy with one bullet.
Snipers, ghosts on the battlefield, they used the least amount of bullets to kill the most people, and even secretly made the organized troops lose their frontline commander and become scattered sand.
The gunman who was lying on the top of the building with the help of his black clothes blended into the night. Looking at the way he held the gun, he was not an amateur at the last minute, he was very professional.
He adjusted his heartbeat rate, controlled his breathing, and moved the muzzle silently.
Because the target he wanted to kill was constantly moving, if he wanted to kill the target in one shot, he must have enough patience and wait for the best opportunity.
At this time, Jiang Tian suddenly had an idea, and a burst of True Yuan was released.
Then, there was a muffled bang.
A gas tank in a shop on the street suddenly exploded, rolling up into the sky.
Jiang Tian and the other two were unharmed, but a few Hong Kong diners were covered in blood.
Jiang Tian pulled Jiang Chao under the awning of a shop on the street. He was not afraid of bullets, but Jiang Chao was not, especially when he was facing a sniper.
"There is a sniper, up there!"
He looked up calmly and pointed at the top of his head.
Cheng Yi nodded in agreement. Sticking close to the wall, he turned into a small alley and stepped on the ground.
With a loud rumble, the ground caved in. He had already risen tens of meters and landed on the roof.
A few passers-by in the alley looked up stupidly, as if they had seen a monster as they watched Li Lei disappear from their sight.
"Huh? Why didn't you hit him? Why did you miss so much? "
The gunman on the roof knew that he had been exposed. Just as he was hesitating whether he should continue to wait for an opportunity or retreat, he heard footsteps behind him.
The gunman turned around and saw a ghostly figure walk out from the darkness.
"Bang!"
The gunman rolled on the ground to increase the distance between them. At the same time, he pulled out his pistol and fired at Cheng Yi.
However, Cheng Yi did not fall. A few bullets fell to the ground.
The gunman was so scared that he knelt on the ground.
Cheng Yi stepped forward and grabbed the gunman's throat. He asked coldly: "Who ordered you to do this?"
The gunman was in his thirties. He wanted to fight until the end, but when he saw Cheng Yi's eyes, his heart skipped a beat. He knew that if he refused to admit his mistake, he would die.
He hesitated for a few seconds and then said: "I was sent by Wei Duangong to kill you."
"Just you?" Cheng Yi sneered, his voice filled with disdain.
The gunman nodded. He was trembling in fear.
"Judging from your accent, you are from Japan?" Cheng Yi asked.
"Yes!" The man nodded.
"Then go to hell!"
Without another word, Cheng Yi snapped his neck.
Then, he took out the fireball charm that Jiang Tian had given him and threw it at the gunman. The gunman was burned into ashes.
"Whoosh!"
Cheng Yi lightly landed on the ground, walked to Jiang Tian and reported a few words in a low voice.
"Let's go. The show is about to start! Today, we will destroy Hong Kong! "
Jiang Tian narrowed his eyes after hearing Chen Fan's words. He threw the cigarette on the ground and stepped on it. He then walked out of the temple street.
…
The Hong Kong Convention and Exhibition Center was located in Wan Chai. It was a fancy building that protruded out of the sea like a small island.
Under the night sky, it was as bright as the skyscrapers around it. The nearby roads were heavily guarded and patrolled by police cars.
It had a parking lot of one thousand and three hundred spaces. One after another, luxury cars drove into the building under the guidance of the security guards.
Luxury cars were everywhere, and celebrities were everywhere.
Rolls-Royce and Bentley were common, which reflected the charm of Hong Kong.
Tonight, the Lantern Festival Charity Banquet would be held at the Convention and Exhibition Center. Celebrities from Hong Kong, Macau, and Taiwan would attend the banquet.
8: 30 PM.
More than three hundred rich men and women were gathered at the lavishly decorated Convention and Exhibition Center.
Tycoons in finance, new politicians, celebrities, and nobles from the British Royal Family were all gathered in one place.
Waitresses in formal attire shuttled through the crowd, looking courteous and attentive.
Security guards in suits and leather shoes were stationed at the entrance. They wore mini headphones and concealed pistols. Their eyes were alert and vigilant.
The Red Peony Hall on the second floor of the Convention and Exhibition Center hosted many important events of all kinds.
Those who were qualified to enter the hall and take a seat in the VIP section were all extraordinary talents. Most of them were elites in their own fields.
Of course, there was no shortage of heroes.
Wei Duangong was in his early sixties. Although he was in his sixties, Wei Duangong looked like he was still in his middle age.
His hair was short and lean, and his sideburns were slightly frosted. Not only did he not look old, but it also added a bit of mature male charm to him.
He was steady, capable, and smart.
He was wearing a bright coat as the chairman of the board of directors of a multinational investment group. Accompanied by Xiang Qiangsheng, Yang Shoucheng, and dozens of celebrities, he walked into the hall.
Everyone who knew him didn't see him as a businessman or a financial tycoon. He was a hero in their eyes!
Many people applauded for his timely arrival. He was the hero of the Number Gang in Europe.
Whether it was the celebrities who were familiar with Wei Duangong or the people who had only met him a few times, they all left their seats and came over to shake hands with him.
Many people were satisfied and even proud of themselves.
Although some of the tycoons didn't leave their seats, most of them nodded and smiled at Wei Duangong as a form of greeting.
It was indeed something to be proud of as a member of the Number Gang.
If a bum in a small county in China made a name for himself, he might be able to be friends with a lot of powerful officials. He might even be able to drink and chat with the County Head and Secretary.
Therefore, the small commotion caused by Wei Duangong's appearance was not too shocking.
After Wei Duangong sat down, a few more people who attracted everyone's attention arrived.
The lords of the four major families in Hong Kong, Xu Mozhai, Wan Qili of the Bamboo Alliance, and He Hongchen of Macau … all arrived.
Superman Li, Shao Shikun, Guo Bingrui, and Li Zhaofeng were the richest and most powerful families in Hong Kong.
Wan Qili and He Hongchen represented the most powerful families in Taiwan and Macau respectively.
Although Xu Mozhai was not as wealthy as the other tycoons, his status was the highest and he was the most respected!
He was a Spellcaster and was known as the Guardian of Hong Kong. That was why many tycoons respected him more than Superman Li.
Basically, the Lantern Festival Charity Dinner was hosted by these few families. This year, it was Superman Li's family's turn.
In short, Superman Li's family would donate some items for the charity auction to the tycoons. The money from the auction would be used as donations.
However, many people noticed that on the brochure, the donations were for the Chang Geng Charity Foundation.
These tycoons were much more intimidating than Wei Duangong.
After greeting everyone, Superman Li and his gang walked up the spiral staircase to the Chinese Bauhinia Hall.
Over there, there was an even more high-profile gathering.
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