It was late at night, Lin Huaile was smoking a cigarette and looking at the villa area in front of him.

Most of the luxury houses in Xiangjiang are clustered in the mountains. It seems that the Chinese bigwigs in Xiangjiang all like Du Fu and prefer to see the mountains and small areas at a glance.

The luxury houses in Taipingshan are worth more than 100,000 acres, which are beyond the reach of wealthy but powerful Chinese business owners.

After all, living with the Governor of Hong Kong is very honorable.

Banlao (Jewish guy), an old oil tycoon, bought Banshan and developed a villa area, which was very popular with the rich and powerful people in Xiangjiang who were superstitious about Feng Shui.

Although Taro Biao earns a lot every month, it is not exaggerated enough to buy a villa.

The most profitable thing in Xiangjiang is building buildings and plastering.

But this is not something that a small person like him can reach out to touch, but it is not completely impossible.

"Brother Le, the door is open!"

Situ Haonan, wearing a black raincoat, sneaked into the woods and said nervously.

Lin Huaile pressed it against the tree trunk next to him, then put the cigarette butt into his pocket, and used a knife to scrape off the traces of the cigarette butt.

The success or failure of an operation depends on the details, and it is better not to leave any clues.

The weather was getting worse and worse, and dark clouds blocked the moon in the sky, leaving only half a light from lightning to illuminate the darkness.

Because it's not eight o'clock yet, the street lights haven't fulfilled their duties yet.

Lin Huaile walked out of the woods, took a look at the long hair hanging in the wind on the roadside, saw him waving his hands, and walked to the door of Building 16 with confidence.

Situ Haonan's skills in opening and locking were also two knives. It took him more than ten minutes to open the door.

Fortunately, there were not many scratches on the door, otherwise Taro Biao would have noticed something was wrong as soon as he opened the door.

Lin Huaile knelt down, put on the prepared plastic bag, and walked into the villa.

The villas in Diamond Hill are all townhouses, with a garage in the back and a small yard in the front, where the owner can grow flowers and grass.

Taro Biao is a rough guy who doesn't have the leisure and elegance. With his wife and children, he has been sent to London long ago.

So the original garden was turned into a swimming pool.

But looking at the fallen leaves and the yellow water, you can tell that this swimming pool has not been used for a long time.

Lin Huaile stood by the swimming pool, watching the fallen leaves blowing in the wind, then looked at Situ Haonan and said softly: "Ask someone to come in."

Situ Haonan understood, walked to the gate, put his hand in his mouth, and whistled to attract the attention of the brothers who were ambushing in the woods.

"Come in."

Situ Haonan waved his hand and asked everyone to come in.

Changmao and others immediately came out of their respective places, wore the same raincoats, and walked into the villa with their heads lowered.

"Put plastic bags on your shoes so as not to leave any traces. Do you really want to live barefoot?"

Lin Huaile looked at his frizzy subordinates and hurriedly gave instructions.

After hearing Lin Huale's lesson, Changmao and others immediately took out the plastic bags prepared in advance from their pockets and put them on their feet.

Footprints are an important part of physical evidence and must not be left behind.

Be careful and sail the boat for ten thousand years. Lin Huaile pays great attention to details when doing things.

The villa has three floors. The top is semi-open-air with a large balcony and only a small attic.

There was no light in the whole villa. Situ Haonan and Zheng Tian searched it up and down and found that Taro Biao did not hire a servant.

"Go and break the fuse, don't let Taro Biao turn on the light, and catch him off guard."

"Haonan, guard the door. Changmao and I will go up to the second floor. Zheng Feng, you hide in the kitchen."

"The target is Taro Biao. Get rid of him first. Wear your masks and don't let anyone see your faces."

After Lin Huaile considered the layout, he arranged everyone's positions.

"Stab it!"

The main gate sent out a large string of sparks. Situ Haonan jumped back, rubbed his nose, and lowered his head in embarrassment, feeling embarrassed by his rough craftsmanship.

"Hide! Wait for Taro Biao to come back!"

Lin Huaile didn't pay attention to this trivial matter and took the lead back to the second floor, waiting for Taro Biao to return.

The male protagonist of this incident, Mr. Taro Biao, was eating in a seafood restaurant.

"Boss, drink!"

"I'll give you a toast, boss!"

"Haidao! Boss Dahai!"

Taro Biao held a cup of draft beer and drank it in one gulp. The boys and boys around him were all patting each other so loudly that they could be heard across the street.

The diners outside the private room frequently looked at the place where the incident occurred, wanting to know how much the unscrupulous guys inside had drunk.

"Boss, Uncle Xue is already talking to He Xinghe. It seems that Tsuen Wan will be in our hands soon!"

As a new confidant, He Dong naturally spoke with flattery.

Lobster's face was pale. The hidden wounds on his body from the previous battle with Yuan Bao had not been healed.

I didn't want to come today, but Taro Biao went to pick him up at home in person. He couldn't refuse, so he sat at the table honestly. But when he heard He Dong's mindless words, he snorted in his heart.

Will Wo Hing Wo hand over Tsuen Wan?

When you say this, can you use your brain first?

The old and the new are powerful, but Xinghe is not a sunset society. There are many red sticks in their hands who can fight and fight.

The red stick carrying the flag of Xinghe is a Pegasus. Now it is causing trouble for Keppel in Causeway Bay. No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like it is going to give up.

"Of course! He Xinghe is just a rotten sweet potato. I can crush it to pieces with just one kick."

"Lobster, once Brother Xue settles the matter, your inauguration ceremony can be held!"

Taro Biao put down the cup, patted the lobster on the shoulder and said happily.

Lobster only thought that Taro Biao's words were drunken talk, but he still smiled and said gratefully: "Thank you, boss."

"I don't say anything about the kindness of the boss, it's all in the wine."

"Respect, boss!".

Everyone drank up the wine in their hands and put their taro hands on the smooth thighs of the beautiful women next to them.

Bone Girl still gave in, put on makeup, went out to drink with Taro Biao, and waited for a while to return to her hometown and go to Wushan together.

Everyone at the table looked at Taro Biao's increasingly excessive behavior with lustful smiles on their faces. They were already used to it.

The lobster also glanced coldly, but also didn't take it seriously.

When the street lights go out, there are no good people left.

After drinking this old wine until midnight, Taro Biao walked out of the seafood restaurant with his arms around Gu Mei.

The manager of the restaurant was waiting carefully beside him, blocking the car door with his hand, fearing that Mr. Taro Biao might make some mistake and bump into him.

"A Dong, you send the boss home, I will pick him up tomorrow morning."

"Be careful on the road, keep that horse's eyes bright, and take good care of him!"

Lobster pulled He Dong over to get into the car and gave instructions carefully.

Although He Dong was Taro Biao's confidant, he still did not dare to disobey Lobster, the leader of Tuen Mun. He could only say obediently: "Don't worry, Brother Lobster, I will stay at Diamond Head tonight."

"Take care of the boss!".
Chapter completed!