Outside of the Spice Port, two fishing boats that had received the signal were exchanging goods with each other. However, they didn't know that there were two speedboats one kilometer away quietly approaching them. Five to six kilometers away, another speedboat was following the two in front of them. It was a perfect example of the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind it.
The speedboat at the end of the line looked more advanced than the two in front. It was much better looking because this group of people was the suicide squad that had rushed to Spice Port. With a rich boss, the suicide squad's money and equipment had undergone earth-shattering changes compared to before.
"Did the Black Edge drone discover any marine police nearby?" Barney, who was smoking a cigar, asked Gunnar beside him.
"Why do I have to be the observer?" Gunnar complained while holding a large-screen phone. "Can't you guys ask Sunday this kind of question?"
"Just do as you're told. This is your punishment for hiding the fact that you have a daughter," Christmas chuckled. "Look, everyone knows that Yinyang and Barney have a wife and a child. You're the only one who kept it a secret. If it weren't for your daughter's video call, how long would you have kept it a secret? But, God, Gunnar, look at your ugly face. Are you sure that unbelievably beautiful girl is your daughter?"
"F * ck you, Christmas, if you say that again, I'll fight you," Gunnar said when he saw Christmas raise his hands. "I didn't hide it on purpose. You guys know how I was before. If it weren't for the fact that I earned a lot of money with the boss and got rid of my addiction to alcohol and drugs, I wouldn't even dare to see Sophia."
"Guys, the chat is over. Duan Kun is starting to move," Yinyang, who didn't participate in the chat, reminded them.
Gunnar quickly looked at the large-screen phone. "The boss is too cautious. I'm not used to using this kind of phone to read information."
"Shut up, Gunnar," Barney immediately interrupted Gunnar. Caution was a good thing in their line of work. If William found out that he was badmouthing the boss behind his back, Gunnar would definitely be in trouble.
A few minutes later, the eldest son of the Eight-faced Buddha, Basong, was chatting with the person who was picking up the goods. Basong had grown up in Thailand, so he was used to using Thai names. Less than two minutes later, the sound of a speedboat engine came from afar.
"Da, da, da." From a few hundred meters away, the unique sound of an AK rang out. When the sound was heard, the people in front of Bassoon and beside him fell to the ground in a mist of blood before they could even pull out their guns. Bassoon hurriedly lowered his body and hid behind cover, shouting, "Enemy attack! Enemy attack!" The moment he hid behind cover, a hail of bullets appeared where he was standing.
"F * ck, this thing is so f * cking useful. After this is over, I have to ask for more from that partner I've never seen before. In the future, as long as everyone has a pair of these glasses, the Flying Tigers won't be my match."
On the speedboat, Duan Kun was wearing a pair of smart glasses. He was holding an AK and shooting at the people on the fishing boat as if he was playing a shooting game with a cheat.
When the two speedboats approached the fishing boat, they immediately separated. Another round of AK gunshots rang out. It took less than a minute for the speedboats to appear and kill all the people on the fishing boat. This made Duan Kun, who was already drinking flour, even more excited.
After circling the fishing boat a few times, there was no one left standing on the fishing boat. Duan Kun and his men boarded the fishing boat and checked the surroundings. They found that the eldest son of the Eight-faced Buddha, Basong, was still alive after being shot four to five times by an AK.
"You, you, who are you?" Basong stared fixedly at Duan Kun and stuttered.
"It's me." Duan Kun, who was eating flour, flashed a maniacal smile. "When you meet the King of Hell, remember to tell him that the one who killed you is Duan Kun from Tsim Sha Tsui." He raised the AK in his hand and pointed it at Basong.
"Let's go, bring the goods back. I'll take you guys to a party."
"Thank you, Boss!" His men raised their guns and cheered.
However, Duan Kun's happiness didn't last long. Barney, who was a few kilometers away, said to Gunnar, "Basong is dead. He destroyed that pair of glasses."
"Okay." Gunnar nodded and pressed a few buttons on the large screen phone in his hand. Duan Kun, who was five to six kilometers away, suddenly felt the single-lens smart glasses on his ear start to heat up. In just a few seconds, the back of his ear and eyelids started to burn. He hurriedly took off the glasses and threw them onto the deck of the fishing boat.
"Tsk tsk." Smoke rose from the glasses. "What the hell is going on? Is that bastard trying to silence me? "
"B-Boss," Duan Kun's men answered carefully.
"What?" Duan Kun, who was going crazy, turned around and stared at his men with his AK.
His men were so scared that they quickly raised their hands and stammered, "Boss, did you forget? The person who sent the glasses this afternoon said that they were for you to try. If you want to use them normally, they'll cost a million USD."
"Yeah!" Duan Kun thought for a moment. It did seem like there was such a thing, but he didn't remember it now. Maybe it was because he had eaten flour. "A f * cking million USD for a pair. With that kind of money, I can find dozens of assassins. Why would I need to buy this stupid thing?"
Although Duan Kun said that, he still looked at the single-lens smart glasses that had been burned to the point where they couldn't be seen. When he fired the gun just now, he felt that he had killed at least seven people. This feeling was even better than eating flour.
"Bring the goods back." Duan Kun thought about it. Since this thing was so expensive, it was better for him to secretly buy a pair and keep it. In an emergency, he could use it as a trump card. It was a pity that the person who came looking for him this afternoon would never appear again.
Ten minutes later, his men reported, "Boss, the goods are loaded. We're rich this time. I calculated that it's worth more than a hundred million." Duan Kun's smile grew wider after snatching the flour that was worth more than a hundred million. "Let's go back."
After Duan Kun's two speedboats left, the suicide squad's boat approached Bassoon's fishing boat. Yin Yang grabbed the side of the boat and flew onto the boat. He found Bassoon and inserted a tracking device the size of a fingernail into the back of Bassoon's head. Then, he walked to the bow of the boat and took the rope that Caesar tossed over to the fishing boat. He jumped back onto the speedboat and nodded to Barney, "Done."
"Then let's go. The tracking device has a range of 15 kilometers. We'll drag the fishing boat back to within 10 kilometers. All that's left is to wait for the person who stole Bassoon's body. As for Duan Kun, good luck to him."
"I hope that Duan Kun doesn't have a family. These people like to kill their enemies as well." Gunnar shrugged.
"This kind of scum has nothing to do with us," Barney said nonchalantly while biting on his cigar.
The next morning, it was raining heavily. Su Jianqiu had just woken up when he received a call from his men. They said that a fisherman had called the police and found many dead people on a fishing boat. It seemed like the goods of the Eight-Faced Buddha had been stolen.
When Su Jianqiu arrived at the fishing port, a large group of policemen in raincoats were sorting out the dead bodies in the rain. "Sir Su, there are a total of ten bodies on the fishing boat. Six of them are Thai and four of them are Hong Kong citizens. Preliminary investigation shows that they were shot dead. Judging from the bullet holes and bullets, it should be an AK."
Su Jianqiu folded his umbrella. As soon as he saw Bassoon's body, he immediately recalled a memory that he had been unwilling to recall for the past five years.
He had met Bassoon in Thailand. Five years ago, when he, Ma Tianhao, Zhang Ziwei, and Wang Shunyi, who had died in the line of duty, went to catch the Eight-Faced Buddha and pretended to make a deal. The person who came to make the deal was Bassoon and the Eight-Faced Buddha's daughter, Mona.
As soon as the memory that he had deliberately avoided surfaced, coupled with the fact that Ma Tianhao, the person he didn't want to see the most, limped in front of him, Su Jianqiu suddenly felt suffocated. He hurriedly said to the assistant, "Remember to give me a report." After that, he ignored Ma Tianhao and drove back to the police station.
.....
Three days later, William, who was shopping with a beautiful girl, heard Sunday's voice. The day before yesterday, he was picked up by the Swiss National Bank's Spice Port branch's account manager after he got off the plane. When they arrived at the hotel, the account manager left, leaving behind a very beautiful and shy girl.
"Sir, the suicide squad reported that Bassoon's body has been stolen and is being transported to Macau."
"Okay, it's starting now." William, who was indulging in pleasure, took a sip of the Spice Port's famous stocking milk tea and said to Sunday, "Help me book a cruise ticket to Macau. I've always heard that Macau's cruise to Spice Port is very special. Since I'm not in a hurry today, I can try it out."
"Understood, sir." After booking the ticket, William drove a new Ferrari that he had bought three days ago to the cruise terminal with the girl. After parking the car, William said to the girl who had accompanied him for three days, "This car is for you. Take it as a gift for accompanying me for two days. Goodbye, beautiful."
If it wasn't for the fact that he didn't know what to do with this Ferrari and that it was the first time for this 22-year-old beauty, William wouldn't have been so generous as to give her a Ferrari worth 90,000 pounds.
"Goodbye, Mr. Devonshire. I hope to see you again in the future." The beauty hugged William reluctantly for a long time before she reluctantly watched William get out of the car and walk into the cruise terminal.
Meet? How could this be possible? She didn't even remember his name. How could they meet again?
As soon as he entered the terminal, William wore a mask and got a VIP ticket at the window. He went to the VIP waiting room on the second floor and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass, looking at the tourists coming and going on the first floor with interest.
It seemed that the people of Spice Port really liked going to Macau. He just didn't know if the hotels in Macau would really give out cruise tickets to those penniless people like the rumors said when someone lost all their money.
Just as he was thinking about whether to go to Macau's hotel to play a few rounds to earn some extra money, a person that William couldn't be more familiar with walked into the cruise terminal with four serious-looking people.
"Sun, isn't this Brother Jing?" After being stunned for a few seconds, William immediately reacted. With a sweep of his spiritual power, he found that Brother Jing and his four companions had pistols on their waists, and they were William's favorite Glock 17.
It was obvious that they were here to cause trouble with this kind of large magazine pistol, but William couldn't remember which movie this scene was from.
Walking out of the VIP room, William went to the coffee shop on the side and bought a cup of takeout mocha. He stood in the aisle on the second floor and watched Brother Jing and his group like watching a show.
Just a few seconds after he stood still, a couple walked into the waiting room with three bodyguards in black suits.
The bald man who had been staring at them found the target and immediately reminded the leader, "Big brother."
The leader turned to look at the couple sitting not far from them, then looked at the ceiling and said, "It's them. Catch the man alive and bring him on board. Don't keep the woman."
Brother Jing, who was sitting on the side, turned to look at the boss in surprise. The boss waited for a few seconds and didn't hear Brother Jing's reply. He opened his eyes and stared at Brother Jing, saying word by word, "Get them."
Although Brother Jing's expression was a little unbearable, he thought for a few seconds and stood up under the boss's stern eyes. He pulled out the Glock from the back of his waist and put the gun in the front of his coat. The leader led the other three people to stand in a diamond-shaped position and walked to the couple who had just sat down with three bodyguards not far away.
Standing two or three meters away from the three bodyguards, Brother Jing exposed the Glock 17 in the front of his coat and pointed at the bodyguard leader. As for the other three people, one of them sat directly behind the couple and pointed his gun at them, and the other two also sat behind the remaining two bodyguards.
With guns pointed at them, the three bodyguards didn't dare to move at all. The bodyguard leader stretched out his hand and gestured for them not to move. The other two bodyguards who didn't pull out their guns immediately stretched out their hands slowly.
The wife of the couple gave the bodyguard sitting opposite her a look and shouted in a low voice, "Do it!"
However, these three bodyguards were just bodyguards. They were forced by guns, and when there was no chance, no one would be idiotic enough to court death.
Seeing that the bodyguards didn't move, the woman stood up abruptly, walked in front of the bodyguard opposite her, and slapped him hard in the face. "Pa!" A crisp sound resounded through the waiting room.
After the slap, she immediately shouted, "I told you to do something."
Seeing that the bodyguard who was hit didn't move at all, the woman walked in front of another bodyguard and slapped him again. "Pa!"
"I didn't give you any money."
The second bodyguard still didn't move. The woman walked in front of the bodyguard leader and slapped him. "Trash."
After the slap, the woman pulled out the gun on the bodyguard leader's waist and shot at the bald kidnapper who was pointing the gun at her husband.
"Bang!"
With the sudden gunshot, the entire waiting room immediately became chaotic. The passengers immediately covered their heads and fled in all directions.
Damn, as soon as he saw this scene, William knew what movie it was. The corner of his mouth quickly revealed a smile of a tiger staring at its prey as he looked at the woman who slapped Brother Jing's neck.
The familiar memory reminded William that this woman wore a ring with a paralysis needle. What she used to do was to use the convenience of her identity as a woman to get close to the target she chose, pretending to accidentally use this paralysis ring to knock the target out and take him away.
These people were all damned bastards. What they did made people want to stomp them to death.
As soon as the gunshot rang out, the expected gunfight fiercely began.
Standing on the second floor, William watched the two groups exchange gunfire with the police who rushed over. Suddenly, he saw a bald man in a black suit sitting calmly on a chair without moving.
When the others heard the gunshot, they were so scared that they lowered their bodies and fled in all directions. However, this guy was sitting on a chair and staring at the three sides fighting.
"Hehe, I didn't expect that after telling Zhang Ziwei about the three types of people I hate the most, I would meet two groups of people who sell books and kill people for their organs. Very good, it seems that even the heavens can't stand it anymore and let me meet these people."
"Sunday, get Yin Yang and Christmas to come over and watch this bald man in a black suit. After I'm done with the eight-faced Buddha, it will be these guys' turn."
"Understood, sir. The order will be sent out, but it will take Yin Yang and Christmas twenty minutes to get here."
"It's okay." William reached into his clothes and took out a Black Edge drone and threw it into the sky.
"When Christmas and Yin Yang can receive the signal of this Black Edge drone, give them the management rights. For now, it will be under your control."
"Understood, sir."
Looking at the woman who was shot dead, William pursed his lips and snorted, "You got lucky."
Half a minute later, the three groups of people in the gunfight on the first floor of the waiting room fled one after another. After waiting for more than ten seconds, William drank his coffee and said without turning his head, "Your buddies are in the gunfight downstairs. Don't you need help? Inspector Yang Jinrong. "
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