As everyone was watching, Chen Yongren slowly took off the sunglasses on his face and threw them back casually.

Then, Chen Yongren opened his hands and let the autumn wind blow his black windbreaker flutter in the wind.

"Wow, wow, wow..."

Immediately afterwards, Chen Yongren shook his hands back, and the black windbreaker on his body floated back like willow catkins, and was caught by Liang Junyi, who was following Chen Yongren.

After doing all this, Chen Yongren looked around, looked at the familiar and unfamiliar excited smiles, raised his right hand and snapped his fingers into the sky.

"Bang!"

"Everyone, long time no see, I, Chen Yongren, are back."

Chen Yongren's action and his magnetic voice made everyone's hearts completely erupt at this moment.

"Hello sir Chen, good sir Chen, good sir Chen…!"

I have to say that compared to those people in the world who were sitting or not standing, the police officers in the field who received the advance instructions, they shouted slogans in a very orderly manner.

Listening to everyone's unanimous shouts, Chen Yongren's smile became brighter.

Finally, Chen Yongren looked up and looked at the floor-to-ceiling window in the high-rise conference room of the Police Building.

[My 'old friends', I'm back. This time, can you continue to kick me out of Hong Kong Island?]

ps: When I wrote this chapter and officially returned to the appearance, the first thing that appeared in my mind was not the scene of the God of Gamblers, but the scene of Nicholas Cage appearing in the face change, so I also used his outfit, and I think that was very pretentious.

Of course, there are also scenes of the appearance of the God of Gamblers, as well as scenes of the tennis prince Keigo Nakajibe throwing his coat and snapping his fingers.

There is also a plot of calling Mr. Wang from the richest man in Xihong City. Of course, this is purely for funny things. After all, life is so difficult. Even if you write such a novel, I hope everyone can smile.

Unfortunately, my writing skills are really limited and I can't write that feeling.

Especially after writing European and American copies for so long, I have become accustomed to their straightforward style of constantly scolding fuck while shooting and fighting.

I have forgotten the aesthetic feeling of being so pretentious in many Hong Kong movies.

Anyway, if I look at the first few chapters I wrote, I think it feels quite picture-like. Now that I write it, I find that I can’t write it out.

Of course, it may also be because of some things that have caused my current mood to change.

So, everyone has figured it out by themselves.
Chapter completed!