The rise of the reborn hero

The other party did not make Huang Hanfeng wait any longer.

About half an hour after making the call, an extremely beautiful woman appeared at the seafood market. Carrying the briefcase with a sun pattern on it that the other party described on the phone.

Long hair, bright high heels, straight pencil pants. Very standard professional white-collar dress. Moreover, his skin is fair and he looks like a standard Xia nationality at first glance.

Huang Hanfeng observed very carefully, but he did not go out rashly, and was still observing the surrounding environment and the woman's demeanor.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The beautiful woman was obviously impatient, but Huang Hanfeng still observed patiently. It was not until ten minutes later that the man finally confirmed that there were no other suspicious people around, and then he walked out leisurely.

He believed more and more that he could escape this disaster. The other party did not lie to him. He was just a daughter, and he was famous for being able to fight in Brother Hao's team.

"Are you waiting for me? Huang

Hanfeng lowered his voice and appeared behind the woman who was looking around,"Have you brought what you promised me?""

"Mr. Huang? Brought it."

The woman was obviously frightened. She suddenly turned around and looked a little horrified.

She was beautiful, but not weak, but rather heroic. She was a beauty.

This was the first impression when observing the woman Huang Hanfeng at close range.

The woman seemed to be in a hurry to open the Briefcase, passport, visa and other documents are clearly visible in front of me

"Very nice, thank you."

The briefcase was naturally the result, and Huang Hanfeng said leisurely,"See you again when we have a chance."

It seems that those big shots don't like having blood on their hands, and decided to let him go. With this judgment, the man suddenly felt much more relaxed, and his tone also had a hint of teasing.

"No chance."

The woman replied. The panic-stricken expression in the man's eyes just now had become as cold as a knife.

Huang Hanfeng reacted almost immediately, and in an instant his right hand had touched his waist.

The woman stepped diagonally and clung to Huang Hanfeng. , and at the same time, his right hand touched the man's throat like lightning.

Huang Hanfeng's eyes were full of undisguised horror.

In just a moment, this woman who looked like a white-collar worker had slit his throat.

"Giggle."

The man covered his throat with both hands and slowly collapsed.

Murong Qingqing gently supported the man's shaky body, trying to make the man look like he was drunk and slowly placed him on the roadside. On a pillar next to a stall

"Relax, breathe slowly, put your hands on the wound, yes, that's it."

Murong Qingqing, in the eyes of pedestrians on the roadside, seemed to be telling her husband who was drunk and unhappy,"This way you can see more of the world."

Huang Hanfeng was like a drowning dog. He opened his mouth desperately, but there was no sound.

"We will not take back 100 million."

Murong Qingqing continued,"You disappeared, your wife and children were rich and prosperous, how could you be chosen to be smarter than me?"

With that said, the woman let go of the other person's body, turned around, picked up the dropped briefcase and left.

The man knew that there was no need for the other person to deceive a person who was already dying, so he did not struggle and call anymore, but just clutched his neck desperately. He looked at the passers-by hurriedly bathed in the morning sun with greedy eyes.

He knew that this was the last scenery he could see.

"thump."

A minute later, the man fell to the ground.

In Chiang Mai, we saw many foreigners lying on the street without identification documents and no entry and exit records, so Huang Hanfeng's death did not cause any waves.

No one would know who this person was. Who was in front of the diva’s body that was burned as rubbish?.......(To read exciting novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

The killing continues.

Just an hour after Huang Hanfeng closed his eyes and left this (bjah) time, two Asian men were killed with sharp weapons after being robbed by a motorcycle gang.

Relevant parties in Malaysia did not pay too much attention to this, because all the documents that could prove the identity were lost, and judging from the clothes of the deceased, he was not a rich and famous person.

Poor people's lives are naturally cheap. If you have a cheap life, there will naturally be no trouble.

Among the seven people who escaped from the desert island, four gangsters belonged to Ye Jihuan's gang. In this operation, these people had no idea of ​​the intrigue behind it.

Therefore, in Su Pingnan's view, these people are just reckless thugs and will not affect the overall situation. In this regard, the man gave these people a chance to choose

"Return to Hong Kong City and send them on their way."

The man once told Su Yier and Xiang Xiaoping,"If they go home and live their lives peacefully, then leave a way for them to go."

Even the fierce man did not expect that there is really a road to heaven that has no way to go, and he insists on crossing the single-plank bridge.

Ma Zhong, the second person in Ye Jihuan's gang. Known for his ferocity and rampage, he is the only one who actually robs A gangster who openly took off his mask.

Unlike the frightened A Kuan and Lao Dao, who returned to the mainland and went their separate ways, Ye Jihuan's leader, Ma Zhongze, the second-in-command of these people, resolutely returned to the port city just to Fulfilling a promise left by a boss.

An old village house in Tai Hing, Tuen Mun, was once the most secret place for Ye Jihuan and others to stay.

The house was very simple, but compared to the deserted and deserted house now covered with spider webs, it used to be full of life.. All kinds of people from all walks of life gathered here, drinking and drinking, waiting for him to exchange his life for wealth.

"Have a good trip, boss."

After changing three lines, Ma Zhong, who had exhausted his assets and energy, was exhausted. After the man carefully cleaned the house, he lit three cigarettes and placed them on the only table in the house. After a few serious bows, there was a dead silence in the room.

Feeling desolate, Ma Zhong grinned, took out the dagger hidden on his shoes and pried open a floor tile in the corner. Banknotes wrapped in plastic sheet appeared in his There is not much money in front of them

, only a million Hong Kong dollars.

This is a secret that only Ye Jihuan and Ma Zhong know. From the day it was hidden, this money was intended to be used as the last capital that could be used at the end of the road.

Once Ye Jihuan made a joke to Ma Zhong,"I hope we will never need this money."

While the man was speaking, although he was smiling wildly, his eyes were filled with confusion that was difficult to conceal.