Happy Valley Racecourse, archive storage room, Rotten Skin took out a large stack of CDs and stuffed them into Shi Dahai's hand: "Here, Brother Cheng, all your surveillance videos during those periods are here,"

Shi Dahai frowned and said dissatisfiedly: "Send Buddha to Xisa, don't you help me see it,"

"Wow, boss, don't bring this," Rotten Pichen shouted with a bitter face, "Look at all these, my son has married a wife,"

Han Long winked at Shi Dahai: "You can arrange for someone to look for it carefully after you go back."

Shi Dahai knew that the "other" he was referring to was the "net-scrolling" group, and he thought about it. He didn't have to worry about it at all, so he just took a package and sent it back to Qingdao.

"Thank you," Shi Dahai threw the CD into Qiu Dong's arms and walked out.

"Hey, remember to return it as soon as possible," Rotten Pichen reminded him worriedly.

Han Long suddenly remembered something and asked with a cold face: "What's the matter with Fei Ji doing during this period?"

One is the former boss, the other is the current boss. The rotten skin Chen was embarrassed and hesitated: "Brother Ji... Fat Ji has been dealing with Yang Lu in Baihuatang these days..."

Han Long looked contemptuous: "You want to be shameless, you actually deal with the bastard."

"..." Rotten Skin Chen said aggrievedly, "That was done by flies and geckos. I didn't participate. If we want to do it, we will do a big deal."

Han Long pretended to be careless and asked, "What a big deal,"

Rotten Pi Chen looked at Shi Dahai and Qiu Dong with scruples, laughed dryly, and did not answer.

Han Long said lightly: "It was Brother Cheng who rescued me from prison,"

Rotten skin tangerines can’t tell what Han Long meant. She immediately scratched her head and said, “Fat chicken is doing a white powder transaction.”

"Hmph, I've known this," Han Long said with a cold face. "Fat Chicken will have a deal with the Vietnamese in the early morning tomorrow, right?"

Rotten Pi Chen was stunned and blinked and said, "Brother Long, you know this. It's not bad. In the early morning of tomorrow, we will have a deal with Vietnamese at the Wan Chai Ferry Terminal in Victoria Harbor."

Han Long smiled coldly, ignored him, and walked out with a swagger in his arms.

Shi Dahai was curious, patted the shoulder of the rotten tang and asked, "How is the fat chicken going to deal with Baihuatang?"

...

On Lianxing Street beside Chenghe Road, Han Long and the other two walked forward in a low-key manner.

"How is it, Brother Hai," Han Long stepped forward and put on Shi Dahai's shoulder and said, "I, Old Han, have helped you get the horse farm. It's time for you to help me next,"

Shi Dahai shrugged indifferently: "We will not do the murder and set fire, and we will rob the family,"

"Fuck, you would have said that if you had known you would have said that," Han Long pushed him dissatisfiedly and said angrily, "I don't want you to kill anyone. Just go to Nanwan Beach in the early morning and help me mix up the business of fat chickens with Vietnamese people."

Shi Dahai said in surprise: "Isn't it Wan Chai Ferry Terminal?"

"Hehehehe," Han Long sneered, "Those bad chen can be trusted, my confidant Sanyan has long informed me: flies will take people to trade with Vietnamese at the Nanwan Beach,"

Qiu Dong, who was standing beside him, kindly reminded: "I don't think I'm lying,"

Han Long glared: "You are not a coroner, you have also studied the living people."

Qiu Dong held the CD and glanced at him, and said angrily: "Believe it or not, it's not my business anyway,"

"Tsk, a nerd," Han Long said to Shi Dahai with disdain, "What are you going to bring him to Hong Kong for such a person?"

Shi Dahai thought and asked lightly: "Are you sure Sanyan's news reliable?"

Han Long's face changed. He was about to use Sanyan to sacrifice his life to save him to refute Shi Dahai, but suddenly a flash of inspiration in his mind, and he understood the meaning of Shi Dahai's dialect: Sanyan is his confidant, of course he would not lie to him, but the question is, where did Sanyan's news come from? Did the person who revealed the news to Sanyan tell the truth?

Han Long's steps gradually became heavier, because he vaguely felt that he had almost fallen into a trap and stepped into a trap: Fat Chicken failed to deal with him several times, so she wanted to use Sanyan to attract him to appear. Fat Chicken knew that she would not let him go, and knew that he and Sanyan were in secret, so she deliberately revealed fake news about the drug transaction to Sanyan, which led Han Long to destroy the transaction.

According to Han Long's estimate, if he went to Nanwan Beach in the early morning, then he would either be a note or a gunman waiting for him.

Thinking of this, Han Long couldn't help but have a cold war, and his vest became cold.

...

Fenyu Street, leisure corridor bar.

In the box, the fat chicken leaned on the sofa with her breasts open. Two naked girls twisted and twisted around him like two snakes, scratching their heads and posing. On the sofa behind the girl, the gecko pinched a strip of cloth and carefully wiped an AK74 rifle, which was equipped with a laser infrared night vision scope.

"Bang," with a crisp sound, the fat chicken smiled and slapped the butt of one of the plump women. The plump girl turned around obediently and raised her fat ass to the fat chicken.

The fat chicken stretched out her hands with enthusiasm, pressed them on her two pieces of buttocks, and was about to lean on her mouth, but her face changed and she said angrily: "What's wrong, why did you get hemorrhoids when you p-eye,"

"Maybe... it's too hard to shit..." The plump woman looked flustered and hesitated and couldn't say what was going on.

Fat chicken kicked the plump woman's butt without saying a word, and cursed with a gloomy face: "I know that I like to lick my ass the most. Damn it, I will only be limited to you within a week to restore my original state. Get out, and you, get out of the way, and I will also let you go, and it will be a shame."

The two women were so scared that they didn't dare to wear clothes, and they rolled out of the private room.

Gecko bulged his cheeks and blew it at the barrel, and asked without changing his face: "Brother Chicken, why are you so angry?"

Fat Chicken said angrily: "Mom is next door, it's just a big deal. If I had known to listen to you, I would have given Yang Lu the woman on the spot in the box of Jixing Restaurant."

Gecko said: "Brother Ji, you are so happy, you must do some live broadcasts,"

The fat chicken's face sank, and he scolded, "Gebone, how dare you laugh at me, I tell you, Han Long must go to Nanwan Beach this time, you have done your business smoothly,"

Gecko said lazily: "I'm doing my business, don't worry, as long as Han Long goes to Nanwan, it will be his burial place,"

“Du, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb,”

The fly knocked in the door and said, "Brother Chicken, brothers are ready to gather,"

Fat chicken frowned and said, "Can you stop picking your nose in front of me?"
Chapter completed!