The car turned along the Sin Road into Tianmei Road, then drove into the Queensway, turned right into the east of Queen's Avenue, and finally entered the Shanguang Road, stopping not far from the Indian Temple.

Click, the woman took out the zippo lighter and lit the cigarette in her mouth.

He took a deep breath, then turned his head and slowly vomited the smoke he had inhaled on Jiang Wenwei's face, "Jiang Sheng, someone paid me to investigate you. I spent some time to investigate you well. Now, I know all your information very well.

The employer behind me seems to hate you quite. If I hand over the investigation results, would he ask dozens of people to patronize your mother every day?

Guess how he would deal with the stocks you bought with bank money?

Guess he would hand over the photos I took yesterday to the police?"

When Jiang Wenwei heard the woman talk about his mother, his face changed. Although he had never wanted outsiders to know that he had a mother who was a genius since childhood, this did not mean that he had no feelings for his mother.

In fact, he had a deep relationship with his mother.

When the woman talked about her mother, Jiang Wenwei's murderous intention had already aroused. When talking about the photos, his murderous intention was even more serious. The light of his eyes swept over the ribs.

"Since you are here to find me, you must want to make a deal. Tell me, how much do you want?" Jiang Wenwei said.

"I don't want much." The woman spit out the smoke ring again and said with a smile: "I know you don't have any assets, so I won't think about your things anymore. You just need to hand over those stocks."

"Dream." Jiang Wenwei sprayed in his stomach.

Jiang Wenwei thought of many ways to buy all the five million he had into stocks. The stock he held was now worth nearly 20 million. As long as he held it for a while and cashed out at a high level, he would have tens of millions of funds, and his first pot of gold in his life would have, and he would enter a new era from then on.

It is harder to get him to hand over the stock than to kill him.

Born in such a family, he had a mother who was a traitor, which made Jiang Wenwei, who had a strong sense of inferiority, very strong desire for success. For success, he could give anything.

Now that I have seen success coming towards him, the woman in front of me wants to take it away, and insult his mother. If she kills her, she must kill her.

"Give me some time, I can give you 1 million." Jiang Wenwei said with a cold face.

The woman looked at Jiang Wenwei's face and said playfully: "Jiang Sheng, do you treat me as a fool? Do you think I don't know how much the stocks you have in your hands are worth?"

“2 million.”

"It seems that there is nothing to talk about. OK, I'd better hand over the investigation report and photos to my employer." The woman said, stretching out her left hand and twisting the car key to hit the car, and then her hand reached to the gear lever between the driver's seat and the co-pilot.

At this moment, Jiang Wenwei twisted his waist and grabbed the rib gap scabbard on the armrest box with his right hand. His left hand immediately followed, grasped the rib gap handle, and pulled the right hand, the scabbard was pulled off, and the terrifying cold light on the blade came into his eyes.

Just as the tip of the knife was about to hit her neck, the woman leaned to the right, quickly opened the car door with her right hand, and then fell out of the car. Then, she kicked her right foot and jumped out of the car and collapsed on the ground.

The woman's face turned white suddenly, and her lower body became hot. The yellow liquid couldn't hold it in and broke out. Her lips trembled, and she wanted to shout "Help" but couldn't.

On a roof not far away, someone looked at the woman's face through a telescope, then at the pool of yellow liquid on the ground, muttering: "I really want to be proud of myself, but my acting skills are too exaggerated."

Meanwhile, a paparazzi walked into the Wan Chai Police Station, walked directly to a reception desk, and said to the police officer sitting there: "I want to report the case."

When Jiang Wenwei saw that the woman had already arrived outside the car, he glanced at the steering wheel first, then looked forward through the windshield, and then looked out the window. There was a war between heaven and man. His eyes condensed, and his body lie down on the driver's seat, and he crawled out of the car directly.

The woman who was lying on the ground saw Jiang Wenwei crawling towards her, kicked her feet to the ground, and her back was also moving on the ground, desperately trying to retreat.

But due to the presence of yellow liquid, her feet kept slipping. When the knife in Jiang Wenwei's hand had already poked out of the car body, she moved back less than twenty centimeters.

Looking at Jiang Wenwei who was getting closer and closer to her, the woman bit her lip so that it stopped trembling. Then, she opened her mouth wide and shouted at the top of her lungs: "Help, kill, help..."

Hearing the woman shouting, Jiang Wenwei, who had red eyes, kicked his feet on the seat in the driver's seat, and the man suddenly jumped out of the car. The bright blade flashed with light and stabbed straight into the woman's chest.

"Secret, put down the knife!"

"Put down the knife or I'm going to shoot."

At this time, the blade was less than 0.0003 kilometers away from the woman's chest. Jiang Wenwei was in the air. He was neither a special forces soldier nor an acrobatic stuntman, and he did not have the ability to twist in the air. In addition, when he heard the shouts of the bastard, his head was empty.

Bang!

A fire broke out from the muzzle, and a 38-point flew out of the gun chamber. The flight distance of seven meters was negligible. I saw a bullet drilling into Jiang Wenwei's right temple, with a splashing red and white mixture, and a piece of skull debris drilling out of the part of the ear.

The impact of the bullet made Jiang Wenwei's body slightly tilt to the left, and slightly slowed down the speed of the body's decline. The woman on the ground may have had a flash of inspiration, and she stretched out her hands to press Jiang Wenwei's right shoulder and collarbone.

At this time, the rib blade held in Jiang Wenwei's hand was only minus 0.1 cm from her chest. Her clothes had been pierced and the blade had not been inserted into her clothes.

The woman took a deep breath and said with gratitude: "It's okay, it's okay, I'm wearing thick underwear today."

Asir Lin Jiahua, who had just shot, was trembling there. He didn't understand why he was so unlucky. It was already the last day of patrol, and he was obviously no longer a policeman, but why did he win the first prize?

Why?

Why exactly?

Lin Jiahua turned his gun head, looked at the still steaming chamber, and smelled the smell of gun smoke that had not yet dissipated, and felt that he must go to pay homage to Mr. Guan later.

"Jiazai, don't be standing there, hurry up and see how that woman is doing." Lin Jiahua's partner, Uncle Quan, who is basically going to retire from a good man who has to work in the street patrol seat.

"Okay, Uncle Quan."

Lin Jiahua woke up and agreed, inserted the gun back into his holster, held the hat with one hand and trotted towards the woman who was slumped on the ground.

In the hotel, Nan Yi hung up the phone and typed the four central bold characters "Wan Chai Gun God" on the keyboard, and then typed the key points one by one, such as contacting the Public Relations Section of the Royal Police of Xiangzang, the police must be glorious, and the script must be handed over to the Public Relations Section after the script is completed, etc.

The male protagonist of "Wan Chai Gun God" will find Lin Jiahua, who has submitted his resignation report and will immediately join the film and television industry to play the role of Lin Jiahua, who will be a member of the Wan Chai Gun God. I wonder if there is any chance to compete for the Best Actor at the Film Awards next year.

If you play yourself, no one dares to say that Lin Jiahua is not good at acting, right?
Chapter completed!