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35 Kill Yan Jiu

"We have arrived at Daming's apartment." Three days later, a taxi parked under a magnolia tree beside the road. The tree covered the moon, and three rays of moonlight shone on the ground.

The driver pressed the passenger light sign, spread his hand and said: "Fifty, thank you for showing me."

"No need to look for it." Zhuang Shikai, wearing a pure black hooded sweatshirt, took out a hundred Hong Kong dollar, placed it in front of the driver, pointed to a black peaked cap in the corner of the driver's seat and said: "Give this to me!"

In three days.

He has quietly verified the news.

Building 601, Building 3, Daming Apartment is indeed the property under the name of "Yan Jiu".

However, few people live in this house, and it is a private room specially used for having affairs.

Everyone knows that "Yan Jiu's Good Wife" is a wife of the uncle generation in the society. Maybe this wife is very young, a combination of an old husband and a young wife. But no matter how young a wife is, it is impossible for her husband to let her live outside.

Yan Jiu's mistress could only occasionally go to Macau and have dinner with her little sisters as an excuse to have an affair. So whenever the lights in the apartment came on, Yan Jiu would definitely be there! There must be someone inside!

Zhuang Shikai was sitting in the passenger seat, looking up at the lights on the sixth floor with a smile on his lips.

"You can take it." The driver saw that he didn't look like a good person, and for the sake of double the fare, he nodded in agreement.

"Thank you."

Zhuang Shikai opened the car door and happened to be standing under the moonlight. Three rays of moonlight hit the brim of his peaked cap, and he saw a man wearing a peaked cap and a hooded sweatshirt, elongating his figure and blending into the night.

Following the principle of acting quickly when receiving information, he had been staying at Daming's apartment after get off work for three consecutive days. Unfortunately, the lights in the apartment were always dark, and there was no one in the room, and Yan Jiu was not there.

If Yan Jiu had been here earlier, Zhuang Shikai would have killed him on the first day!

But it's not too late.

Because Yan Jiu did not cause any trouble during this period and focused all his energy on handling the internal affairs of the society, he did not cause any trouble to Zhuang Shikai.

Shocking news has been revealed on the street that Yan Jiu's former top horse "Big Eyes" took away 6 million from the financial company!

Before Zhuang Shikai started taking action, Da Yanming couldn't bear it anymore and ran away with his money!

This guy was full of "loyalty" when he spoke, but he was very honest when rolling money. His actions were not only fast, but also accurate. It is said that when Yan Jiu received the news, all the ships with big eyes had already sailed to the Taiwan Strait.

Such "big eyes" can be regarded as a cover for Zhuang Shikai, allowing Zhuang Shikai to survive the three days safely and wait until "Yan Jiu" steals the food.

If he didn't have "big eyesight", Yan Jiu might have done something immoral in the past few days.

Someone lowered the brim of his hat and passed by the bottom of the apartment building. When he saw Yan Jiu's Pingzhi sedan parked on the lawn, he knew that things were stable.

Then, he bent over and lowered his head, walked into the apartment door with his hands in his pockets, and walked along the stairs to the rooftop without raising his head during the whole process.

Because he had been there in advance, he was very familiar with the conditions in the apartment corridors, and even prepared some auxiliary tools on the rooftop, which would definitely give Yan Jiu a surprise.

And due to the problems of the times, there are no surveillance or elevators. It's so exciting that there is no evidence to prove him. Although the floor is a bit high, the distances between several borrowing points are very close.

"Huh." At this time in the bedroom, Yan Jiu held a cigarette in his hand, walked to the window wearing a pair of underwear, and blew out a puff of smoke.

There was also the sound of running water coming from the bathroom next door. It was obvious that a woman was taking a bath in the bathroom.

He planned to close the curtains first, and then start doing things after his lover had washed herself.

But when he grabbed the curtain with his fingers, he suddenly heard a faint sound of air waves.

"Whoosh!" This is the sound of willow branches beating the air.

Zhuang Shikai threw down the rope from the rooftop and was landing rapidly while wearing a peaked cap.

Yan Jiu moved his ears as if he was confused, and seemed to be lost in thought. However, he neither came up with an answer nor had time to close the curtains.

"Click." A figure holding a rope appeared outside the window and pointed a .38 point between his eyebrows through the window.

"Hold!"

Yan Jiu's Adam's apple rolled, and the cigarette he inhaled was frightened into his lungs without spitting it out.

His fingers holding the cigarette butt began to tremble.

He forced himself to stay calm, and almost instantly, he raised the curtains with all his strength, trying to block Zhuang Shikai's sight. Immediately, he was about to go to the bedside table to get a gun to fight for a chance of survival.

Haha, he is worthy of being Yan Tong's nephew. He is calm in times of crisis and a little clever. He is indeed a big boss. No wonder he can occupy the oil and water area of ​​​​Mong Kok.

Although they are not characters in the movie, they are just characters extended from the background of the movie. But in the real world, everyone is not a fool.

Movie characters have personalities and abilities, but that doesn't mean others can't.

At least Zhuang Shikai has always felt that Yan Jiu is particularly tricky. If he doesn't handle it well, he may fall into the hands of the other party. That's why he will try to get the upper hand and win the battle quickly.

At this time, facing Yan Jiu's dazzling movements, Zhuang Shikai did not hesitate and directly pulled the trigger through the glass.

"boom!"

A clear gunshot sounded in the dark night.

The glass shattered into countless small pieces.

Yan Jiu's eyebrows were shot in the heart, his eyes widened, and he was thrown backward by the momentum of the bullet.

He fell on the bed with his head held back, and the blood that spread out instantly stained the sheets red.

"Bang bang bang!"

Once this is done.

Just do it.

Zhuang Shikai aimed at Yan Jiu's heart and shot three more times.

After confirming that Yan Jiu was completely dead and there was no chance of rescue, he put away his gun and ducked out of the window.

"withdraw."

In the dark night.

The killer jumped out of the chess game and left as quickly as he came. He was back in the corridor in the blink of an eye, and left Daming's apartment with quick steps.

"Da Ling! Da Ling!" A woman wrapped in a white bath towel and with a surprised expression walked into the bedroom. When she saw Yan Jiu's body lying on the bed, her face turned pale instantly: "It's over!"

She knew Yan Jiu's identity very well, and she also knew Yan Jiu's size very well. Yan Jiu's death could not be hidden, which meant that her affair could not be hidden.

The white bath towel fell to the floor, she rolled up her long hair and picked up the landline beside the bed to make a call.

Zhuang Shikai returned to the rental house. As soon as he walked in, he took off his peaked cap and casually hung it on the clothes rack at the door. A dozen Mong Kok plainclothes blocked the door of his room.

"Boom!" A person kicked open the door, and a dozen plainclothes men stood side by side at the door.

A short man wearing a black trench coat separated from the crowd and walked into the rental house with his hands in his pockets.

Yan Tong took off the peaked cap from the clothes hanger, put it on his head hard, turned his head, and said with a frosty face: "Let's go! Come sit with me back to the Kowloon Police Station!" Explain the protagonist's use of guns. First of all

, Gun control was rampant in the 1970s, and there was no ability to verify ballistics. Secondly, bullets were not numbered. So as long as the protagonist did not leave the gun behind, there was no issue of evidence or recklessness. The protagonist was still very concerned.
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