Wang Gang was slapped twice in succession by his father Wang Dahai, and his face that was originally good suddenly swelled up and turned into the shape of a pig's head.【】
Wang Gang did not dare to speak anymore at this time. He was really depressed. He originally thought that he could use some clever tricks to teach Zhou Yi a lesson so that Zhou Yi would not complain to Mr. Zhou Baji and Zhou Shan and suffer a depressing loss. However, he did not expect Zhou Yi's skills.
The horror was so terrible that his stomach was still aching from being kicked, and when he got home, his father was furious again. He just explained and received two big slaps in the face.
"Wang Dahai, don't just scold your son. Didn't my son say that this time he was dueling with that boy Zhou Yi privately? That boy took advantage of him. How could he go back to find Zhou Yi? Why are you so famous?
Ah? The Chinese New Year is coming soon. How can you let your son go out to meet people after beating him like this? You don't want him to quickly change his wet clothes. What should you do if your son is frozen in this cold weather?
"
Wang Gang's mother, Zhang Cuiping, felt heartbroken when she saw her son being beaten like this by her husband.
"You stupid woman, what do you know? We can't afford to offend Zhou Baji, but we can afford to offend Zhou Yi? Like mother, like son. You are a fool, so when you gave birth to Wang Ganglai, you were also a fool.
Brain guy!"
Wang Dahai glared at his woman and cursed.
"It's not like I haven't seen that Zhou Yi before. He's a pretty boy. If it weren't for his grandfather's power, would we be afraid of that boy? Don't you have a high fever today? You get up early in the morning and curse and hit people? How can your son be so stupid that he can get into college? Besides,
Can I give birth to a son by myself?"
Zhang Cuiping muttered with some dissatisfaction, thinking that her husband Wang Dahai was making a fuss out of a molehill. As for her, as long as Zhou Yi didn't tell Zhou Baji and Zhou Shan about the conflict with Wang Gang again, nothing would happen. At most, Wang Gang would get some food.
It's just a small loss, so just scold Wang Gang and don't beat him harshly.
"I said you mother and son are really stupid. Do you know who Zhou Yi is? He is from the National Security Bureau. He just came to Yuquan Town yesterday and killed two gunmen from the Hong Kong underworld who were following him. He is a murderer without batting an eyelid.
He is such an evil star that even Director Yang of the County Public Security Bureau has to be polite when meeting him."
When Wang Dahai saw that his wife Wang Cuiping was still mumbling, he became even more angry and cursed loudly: "Do you know what Guoan means? People in Guoan all have murder licenses. It is not illegal to kill people. In other words, Zhou Yi
If I want to kill you, you idiot
Son of a bitch, just kill him. He will charge Wang Gang with attacking national security personnel. By then, Wang Gang will have died in vain. Wang Gang, you unfilial son, I can tell you, you will mess with this evil man again in the future.
Xing, I will sever the father-son relationship with you."
Wang Dahai himself was stupid before. Yesterday, he wanted to use Director Yang's hand to take revenge on Zhou Yi. He didn't expect that Zhou Yi had a more powerful identity. Now he knew that Zhou Yi couldn't be offended, so he beat and scolded him.
When Wang first came, he showed no mercy. He was afraid that Zhou Yi would come to trouble his family.
‘People from the National Security Bureau? They killed two people yesterday? Do they have a license to kill?”
When they heard that Zhou Yi was from the National Security Bureau and had a license to kill, Wang Gang and Zhang Cuiping were frightened, and their faces became paler than the other.
"What are you still doing? The one who makes breakfast goes to make breakfast, and the one who changes clothes goes to change clothes. You mother and son are really annoying."
Wang Dahai scolded Zhang Cuiping and Wang Gang again, then became angry and went to the living room to make tea.
Wang Gang quickly covered his face and went to change his wet clothes. At this time, he even wanted to die and regretted his previous behavior of provoking Zhou Yi.
After breakfast, Zhou Yi played chess with the old man. They played for a whole morning. In the afternoon, the old man took Zhou Yi and Zhou Chi, holding a black box with a big weapon, and prepared to go to the mountains to the west of the town to practice shooting. After all, he was practicing shooting.
It is still a very secret matter that cannot be known to ordinary people in Zhenshan, otherwise it will cause an uproar.
In order not to arouse others' suspicion, Mr. Zhou Shan carried the homemade shotgun on his back. When asked by acquaintances on the road, he said that he was going hunting in the mountains while it was snowing heavily.
Walking west along the bluestone road in the town, about five miles west, you will reach the foot of a large mountain called Lion Rock. From the appearance, it looks like a squatting lion.
Zhou Shan, Zhou Yi, and Zhou Chi came to the foot of the mountain and saw that the mountain was covered with white snow. It seemed that the snow on the mountain was heavier than at the foot of the mountain.
The mountain road was narrow and difficult to navigate, but fortunately the three of them were experts, so they went up the mountain very quickly, and soon reached the halfway point of the mountain.
Standing on the mountainside and looking at the foot of the mountain, you can see the vast world, all white, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.
There is a large flat land halfway up the mountain. It does not look like it is naturally formed, but it looks like it was excavated artificially.
Zhou Yi and Zhou Chi had both been to Lion Rock before. They heard from the old man that there used to be a group of bandits who set up camp here, so this flat land turned out to be the residence of these bandits.
However, with the changes of the times, these have all turned into the dust of history. The houses of the bandits have long since disappeared, leaving only the everlasting Lion Rock and this open land.
The ground is surrounded by a bamboo forest, all of which are bowl-sized bamboos. Bamboo is evergreen all year round, but it is also covered by heavy snow at this time. Many bamboos have their heads bent under the pressure, and some bamboos are broken and burst.
Come.
"Just practice shooting here, just put the silencer on the gun."
The old man still carried his dry cigarette. He found a stone and sat down on it. While smoking, he explained some basic principles and methods of using firearms.
"To put it simply, using a gun relies on instinctive reaction speed. This is very important in a duel with an expert. Whoever is faster will win. As for the accuracy of the gun, you need to be careful and careful.
If you are steady and your hand is steady, your gun will be steady, and you will be able to fire with perfect accuracy."
Zhou Shan Dundun taught Zhou Yi and Zhou Chidao, and then the old man picked up a May 4th pistol, put on the silencer, closed his eyes, and fired three shots in succession at the bamboo forest in front of him.
The three bullets shot through the three bamboos in front as if they had eyes.
"Grandpa, you are really amazing. You are probably as good as a gunman I have seen, Xiao Xiao, the female spear king of the Nanjing Military Region." Zhou Yi was amazed when he saw the old man's miraculous marksmanship.
"You guys start practicing your guns, but you can only practice aiming now and don't shoot for the time being. Once your hearts have established a connection with the soul of the gun, then you can start shooting at fixed targets."
The old man used her unique skills to guide Zhou Yi and Zhou Chi, so Zhou Yi took a Type 92 and Zhou Chi took an automatic rifle and started aiming at the bamboo forest in front.
For a whole afternoon, Zhou Yi and Zhou Chi stood in the snow, keeping aiming. For four consecutive hours, their hands did not tremble at all, nor did they fire a single shot.
It was almost dusk when Mr. Zhou Shan, Zhou Yi, and Zhou Chi went home with the black box.
The weather in Yuquan Town, Shandong Province is gloomy after a heavy snowfall, and the weather in Hong Kong is also gloomy. There is no snow, but it is also very cold. The north wind makes people's faces hurt.
Zhou Jun, Flying Eagle Lao Xu, and driver Xiao Chen had already arrived in Hong Kong by plane. Hong Kong also has a stronghold of the Shanghai Gang. The three of them rested for two hours in this secret stronghold. Taking advantage of the darkness, they drove a car
The Mercedes-Benz drove straight to the wealthy villa area in Kowloon.
This time Zhou Jun came to kill people.
Help Zhou Yi kill Lin Haonan!
On the evening of the 26th of the twelfth lunar month, at twenty o'clock, there is Lin Haonan's four-person mansion at No. 8, an independent villa in the wealthy area of Kowloon, Hong Kong.
At this time, the sky was completely dark, and the inside of the villa looked lifeless. There were no red lanterns hanging, and there was no trace of festive atmosphere.
In the luxurious restaurant, Lin Haonan sat alone in front of the big round table, looking at the dishes on the table in a daze, while his adopted son 'A Ming' and a group of servants were standing on both sides of the restaurant waiting. This man, who was about fifty years old,
The man felt empty as never before, because recently, he was the only one eating at this dining table. He was not old yet and was in relatively good spirits, but he felt a sense of desolation in his heart.
"Didn't I commit too many sins in front of my wife back then? Now I'm getting retribution? I'll be left alone for the rest of my life, and I won't even have anyone to die with in the future?"
Lin Haonan picked up a pair of nanmu chopsticks and thought to himself that he didn't have the slightest appetite. Lin Buqun hadn't come back yet and couldn't be contacted, so he was probably dead. When he thought of this, his face twitched.
"A Ming, how did the matter you told me go?"
Lin Haonan took a bite of his favorite crispy belly winter bamboo shoots, but found it tasteless, and then asked his adopted son coldly.
"Father, this time I followed your request and spent a lot of money to hire the 'Flying Tiger Double Gun'. They arrived in Hangzhou on the night of the 24th of the lunar calendar and called me on the 25th of the lunar calendar, saying
Zhou Yi went back to Yuquan Town, Binzhou County, Shandong Province to visit relatives, and they have already followed him. With the two of them taking action, there should be no problem. It is estimated that there will be news tomorrow at the latest, but I contacted them this afternoon, but I couldn't get through to them.
cell phone."
A Ming, who looked like he was whispering, quickly stepped forward and bent down to answer Lin Haonan's question, not daring to hide anything.
"Yuquan Town, Binzhou County, Shandong Province? There are actually relatives in the Zhou family there? I have been to this place once. It is a quaint northern town, but it is a little too isolated. There is no mobile phone signal, so I can't contact 'Fei'
This should also be the reason for the 'Tiger Double Spear'. These two brothers have killed at least hundreds of people over the years, and they have never failed. Zhou Yi should have died in that small town by now."
After listening to A Ming's answer, Lin Haonan's expression softened a little. This short, thin man seemed to be imagining the tragic situation of Zhou Yi dying under the "Flying Tiger Double Gun". He also called Zhou Yi in the past two days.
After reading the information and seeing Zhou Yi's photos, I remembered Zhou Yi's appearance.
"Father, let's wait for the news tomorrow. Feihu Shuangqiang will contact me in time. The Chinese New Year is coming soon. If they kill someone, they will definitely ask me for money immediately."
A Ming still answered cautiously, because Lin Haonan has a weird temper and is often moody, and he will be scolded if he is not careful.
"A Ming, now that the young master is gone, you have been with me for five years, right?" Lin Haonan asked suddenly, with a hint of sadness in his words.
"Yes, foster father, I have been with you for five years." A Ming replied quickly.
"Then ask the servants to add a pair of bowls and chopsticks, and you come and eat with me. I eat alone, and after all, it doesn't taste at all." Lin Haonan sighed.
"Thank you, foster father."
A Ming said quickly and motioned to the servant standing nearby to get the bowls and chopsticks.
Soon the dishes and chopsticks were brought, and A Ming sat next to Lin Haonan.
"My son is gone, you will be my son from now on."
Lin Haonan looked at A Ming and said.
"Adopted father, you are closer than my biological parents. They abandoned me, but you took me in. From now on, my life will belong to you, adopted father."
A Ming said gratefully.
"You all go down, just leave one person to pass the food."
Lin Haonan said to the servants, and five or six of the servants left with great relief. Only a girl in her twenties stayed to pass on the dishes.
Just when Lin Haonan was trying to find some family affection and the warmth of home in A Ming, a Mercedes-Benz quietly arrived at Lin Haonan's private villa under the cover of night.