Hua Feng's eyes were wide open, and before he could finish speaking, he fell to the ground in despair.

"Shut up!" Lin Mosheng shouted. Under his command, Scar Qiang immediately shut his mouth. Then he saw Lin Mosheng helping Scar Qiang and slashing his arm twice.

Lin Mosheng exchanged greetings again, and then called the editor-in-chief of "Ta Kung Pao". Hong Kong was about to return, and he still had a long way to go. Of course, he needed to show his superiors that there were young talents in Hong Kong too!

Feng Laosi looked blankly at Lin Mosheng, who was chatting and laughing with the major editors. It turns out that this can still be done.

He smiled and said, "I will definitely make you feel that death is a blessing."

Stephen Zhou smiled sheepishly and picked up the beef balls and was about to pour them away, "This bowl is already cold..."

Lin Mosheng glanced at it and saw that it was Hua Feng who was holding Scar Qiang's leg tightly to prevent him from running away.

As for whether Scar Qiang dared to betray him or not, Lin Mosheng didn't care. As long as Scar Qiang did this, he would have no choice but to follow his own path to the dark side.

That guy Dao Scarqiang is still waiting for me to give him an assist to help him get to the top.

Then he called Stephen Zhou, "Another bowl of beef balls."

His left palm turned into a tiger's claw, and several blood marks were drawn on his right arm.

Feng Laosi looked at the injury on Lin Mosheng's hand and asked in surprise, "I actually hurt you?"

He knew that the Wan Chai gun god and the gambling god had a close relationship, and after the last incident on Yin Yang Road, Gao Jin used some method to become a shareholder of "Ming Pao".

Otherwise, if he tells the truth, the entire Hong Kong City, no matter whether he is black or white, will not be able to tolerate him!

Lin Mosheng took a deep look at Scar Qiang, then placed his five fingers on Hua Feng's fingers, helped Hua Feng hold the gun, pulled the bolt, and fired a shot into the sky.

"You are so black..."

Ignoring Scar Qiang, Lin Mosheng looked at Hua Feng.

He didn't know how much Stephen Zhou, who was hiding behind the dining car, heard and saw today.

The windbreaker on his body still had burnt marks. It was obviously the first time he faced the neon sorceress. He didn't have a magic weapon in his hand, so he didn't take advantage.

Lin Mosheng took back the firearm, held it in his hand, pointed it at Hua Feng, and said calmly, "I don't know if you have ever heard of a saying that if you go out to fool around, you always have to pay it back."

As for supporting Scar Qiang, the society's puppet, to rise to power, Lin Mosheng also had some thoughts. Since he was reborn and had the help of the system, he would naturally do something great.

Of course, we don’t really want to join the gang, but we want to completely ban illegal drugs in Hong Kong, which requires both black and white measures.

Dao Baoqiang smiled bitterly, pulled at the ugly scar on his face, and said uncertainly, "Shall I try?"

Then he looked at the folding stool in his hand, suddenly realized, patted his head and said, "This stool is now a murder weapon, and I really can't return it to you."

I know how to trade blowjobs in business.

Next to him, Dao Scarqiang watched Lin Mosheng slowly leave a few more fingerprints with Hua Feng's palm. A burst of wetness came out of his crotch, and he was really scared to pee!

But Lin Mosheng had already seen the bowl of beef balls, "Isn't this ready?"

However, Scar Qiang's reasons still amused Lin Mosheng.

Lin Mosheng pointed at Hua Feng who fell on the ground.

While Stephen Zhou was cooking wonton noodles, Lin Mosheng continued, "Didn't you catch the magician?"

As he spoke, he tremblingly took off the firearm hidden under his arm, and handed it to Lin Mosheng under Hua Feng's surprised gaze.

Because it won't do him any good and will cause unnecessary trouble.

According to Uncle Ma's words, it is a tornado. Wherever it goes, not a blade of grass grows.

"It's better than this. Your 30% share will be counted as my share, and you don't have to do anything."

If you are injured on the job, of course you have to look good so that you can take photos later.

As he spoke, he waved the folding stool, like a peerless sword.

Therefore, the clubs jointly forced the police station and sent the master to Dongpingzhou. The Dragon Pattern Mirror was also seized by the police station in an attempt to force the master to bow his head.

The crisp sound of a gunshot bloomed in the night sky, like the song of birds, swaying in the ink-like darkness.

After saying that, he shot Hua Feng twice in the chest.

Words are like knives. You need to determine your personality for tonight's events, otherwise who knows whether the tabloids will describe you as a murderous demon tomorrow.

Lin Mosheng glanced at Hua Feng approvingly, "Not bad, very smart."

"Is something wrong?"

Then he used rags of clothes to bandage Scar's wound, "Remember, you resisted in the last moment today and fought the Neon Killer to the death. Not only did you chop me, but you also rescued Hua Feng's body. Now you are carrying

His body, run back to your club."

Dao Scarqiang looked at his still bleeding wound and suddenly felt that the wound was no longer so painful.

There was no reply on the phone for a long time. Lin Mosheng frowned and asked, "Why, Chief Editor Hao, is this matter difficult to handle?"

Today he didn't bring a gun because he believed what he said.

Hua Feng was stunned for a moment, feeling bitter in her heart.

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Scar Qiang swallowed hard and swore to the sky, "Second Master Guan is above me, if I, Scar Qiang, betray Sir Lin, I will be struck by thunder and die badly!"

Just like the first detective Lei Luo twenty years ago, no, he will definitely be more ruthless than Lei Luo!

"By the way, do you have a gun?" Lin Mosheng asked suddenly.

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