Everyone looked strange. Mr. Mai obviously knew the woman, but he had never heard him say anything.

"How long have I left Hong Kong?" After a while of silence, the woman said quietly. Her voice sounded nice, but it seemed to be from a tape recorder, without any emotional color, which was unpredictable.

"It's been a long time..."

"How long is it?"

"It's almost twenty years."

There was another silence, and the woman didn't say anything more.

"Qiu, I heard that you have been overseas. How have you been doing all these years?"

"Remember, I don't like answering other people's questions."

Mai Zhendong's face stiffened and he swallowed his throat, but there was no sign of any expression.

The dignified He Shengchang Longtou was scolded by a woman in person, and he didn't even dare to say a word. Everyone else present was shocked.

The atmosphere at the scene was a bit awkward. Mai Zhendong said with a smile: "Let me introduce you, all the people here are He Shengchang's backbone. This is Mr. Chen, the veteran of the Huizhong. This is Ming Yang in Tsim Sha Tsui, Fei Wei in Bolan Street, Wen Feng in Causeway Bay, and the bearded Qiang in Mong Kok..."

Several people nodded to the man. Although they were not sure about the origin of the man, since even Mr. Mai gave him face, they naturally did not dare to neglect them.

More importantly, this woman exudes a certain aura, even when she turns her back to you, you will not dare to get close!

But the woman named "Qiu" didn't even move. She didn't look at anyone. She slowly came to the middle of a few pots of flowers and plants in the room, slowly stretched out a hand from under the black robe, gently stroked a bouquet of black tulips, as if she was stroking the face of a lover, but her voice was still as indifferent as snow: "Your flowers should be taken care of."

She didn't hear anything when she walked, nor could she see her feet moving, as if she was walking in the wind.

What was even more unexpected was that among these Tarzan-level gangsters, what she paid the most was a bouquet of black tulips.

When she stretched out her hand, everyone's breathing was stagnant!

Because they have never seen such a beautiful hand.

They all have countless romantic past events, and they have seen many women's hands. When there are no swords and guns in their hands, they have held many pairs of tender croakers like spring onions.

Most women's hands are beautiful. But no matter how beautiful the hands are, they have some defects. Some have slightly darker skin tones, some have slightly larger knuckles, some have slightly thicker fingertips, and some have slightly larger pores... It is impossible for flawless hands in the world to have them.

But now the hand that is shown in front of them, even the most picky person will never find any fault.

They are not people who have never seen the world. Even if the beautiful hot girl dances in front of her, they don’t have a blink of an eye.

But just seeing one hand of this woman made them forget the world, and there was nothing else in their eyes except this hand.

No one can imagine that a woman with such hands would be so thrilling!

While stroking the flowers, the woman said, "Do you know what the flower language of black tulips is?"

Mai Zhen Host: "Mysterious and noble."

"It is beautiful and desperate love!" The woman said lightly: "I am a person who always smells the breath of gunpowder. Maybe my soul has such an aura. I heard an old man who came back from the battlefield say that soil can absorb the breath of gunpowder. The fragrance of flowers grown from the soil can change a person. And I focus on the short moments of flowers, and I can forget the breath of gunpowder. I am a conservative person, which may be the reason why I am still alive."

No one knows what kind of person she is, nor can anyone guess what is in her heavy inner world, so if you can't guess thoroughly, you are more willing to use "crazy" to explain it.

In fact, this mysterious and weird woman is a madman in their eyes!

Mai Zhendong laughed dryly: "Qiu, I didn't expect you to like flowers so much. Just tell me what flowers you like, and I will buy you whatever you want."

"Maybe in your eyes she is nothing, she is just a casual thing, but flowers also have life. If you treat her well, she will show you the most beautiful side, otherwise she will wither and rot quickly, leaving the ugliest side to you, and her life is short but proud."

In order to break the deadlock, Mai Zhendong made a haha, "Let me introduce it. This is my sister Qiu, my father's adopted daughter. We haven't met for many years. I'm so happy to meet again today, haha..."

Although no one knew the inside story, everyone laughed dryly and said "congratulations" to Mai Zhen.

The woman suddenly said, "Do you know why I'm back?"

"Why?"

"I'm going to find your father and ask him in person if I have something."

Mai Zhendong curled his smile, "Qiu, it's a coincidence that you came. He died three months ago..."

The woman's hand suddenly stopped and she was silent for a while but she didn't say anything.

"What do you want to ask him?"

"I just said that I don't like answering other people's questions."

Mai Zhendong's eyes flashed and he smiled unfathomablely: "I haven't seen each other for many years, so it seems that we are a little unspeculative. So, are you interested in talking about business matters?"

"That depends on whether I can raise my interest."

"I believe it should." Mai Zhendong took out a photo from his pocket and gave it to her, "It is said that this person once killed hundreds of knife hands alone."

The woman just glanced quickly and grabbed it casually. The photo turned into powder in her flawless hand. "From now on, he is dead."

Mai Zhendong nodded with appreciation: "Let's get a price."

“I’m very expensive to kill.”

“No matter how expensive it is, it will be priced.”

"As long as I quote the price, you must accept it whether you accept it or not."

"good."

"How much does Hong Kong International Airport have a single revenue?"

After hearing this, Li Mingyang and others were all shocked. This woman is too cruel. You should know that Hong Kong International Airport is the largest transit airport in Asia. The revenue of a day is definitely astronomical. She actually asked for such a large amount of reward as soon as she opened her mouth.

Mai Zhendong frowned and thought for a while before saying, "The deal is completed."

"Before six o'clock this afternoon, I'll send the money to the Swiss bank, one cent less, I'll kill you!"

The boss of Bolan Street, Fei Wei, had just seen that woman angry. A young yellow-haired girl dared to speak to the dragon head in that tone. Now she spoke loudly. Not to mention whether it is worth the money for a mainland boy, she clearly didn't take He Shengchang seriously.

"Mr. Mai, this is a lot of money. It's not worth it for a mainland boy. Besides, I don't believe this woman can do it. If she gets the money and runs away..."

Halfway through the words, a clear shadow rolled up a piece of coldness, and the cold light suddenly appeared, Fei Wei's head fell to the ground with a clatter.

"Remember, when I talk, I don't like anyone to interrupt." The woman was still standing there, as if she had never moved.

Of course, Fei Wei's head could not fall off by himself, but no one could see clearly what happened at that moment, no one could guess, and no one could imagine what happened.

This woman used extreme body language to tell the gangsters present how important her warning was!

As soon as she finished speaking, the fat and headless corpse spewed out a few blood lines and fell to the ground with a plop, and the strong smell of blood quickly spread.

The woman stretched out her bare hands to cover her mouth and nose, "I hate the smell of blood. I don't want this room to smell like this anymore."

The people present were stunned and looked as if dead.

In this world, some people make money while kneeling, some people make money while standing, some people make money while sitting, and some people make money while lying down, but this woman makes money just by whining.

Now, everyone believes that the price she offered was actually very generous.

Mai Zhendong swallowed his throat, but after all, he and Shengchang Longtou could hold on. He clapped his hands with a smile, "I like people who are greedy for money. Money is only the amount, and I can always calculate it clearly. I hate the most that I can't calculate it clearly."

"I want something besides the reward."

"What?"

"You will know when I kill that person."

"You don't want to know why I killed that person?"

"I never ask the reason for doing things, I only ask when, where, and who."

After saying that, she quietly left the room, and there was only a headless corpse left in the room, and five people who only breathed more than the corpse.

At this time, a petal floated from somewhere, quietly falling into the scarlet blood. Everyone could see clearly that it was a white daisy!

Before he knew it, night had already fallen. Ye Chenghuan stood on the sky tower of the Hilton Hotel, wearing pajamas, sitting on a rocking chair, with cigarettes in one hand and red wine in the other, looking at Hong Kong in the night, enjoying a rare comfort.

He couldn't help but think of a line from Brother Ma in "The True Color of Heroes": I really didn't expect that the night in Hong Kong was so beautiful, and such beautiful things disappeared all of a sudden. I was really unwilling to accept it!

When I was moved by the scene, I suddenly felt that this line was invincible and exciting, making people excited and full of style!

However, since leaving the tea restaurant and returning to the hotel, the afternoon was not very refreshing.

Before he even had his butt heated up, Zhao Yalin pulled him to the New Territories and stepped on the muddy foot to see the construction site for several hours.

After all, Zhao Yalin is just a businessman, and what she sees is always in the shopping mall. She must not be as thorough as Ye Chenghuan's conspiracy and human cunning outside the shopping mall.

Ye Chenghuan knew very well that the problem of Renaissance Fund was not just a matter in the market, even Hong Kong gangs were involved, and they dared to fight against senior ICAC officials in broad daylight, which was enough to see how many uncertain dangerous factors there were.

He did not tell Zhao Yalin about his experiences these days, in order not to let her know too much, nor to get her involved.

This girl is definitely a good deal in business, but she is completely unable to help with violence. Moreover, she is a well-known professional kidnapped person. No matter what big bad guy or little bad guy seems to love kidnapping her type, and she will definitely catch her.

As long as she doesn't get involved, she can free herself to concentrate on fighting the little monsters and the big boss.
Chapter completed!