Upon hearing this, Hu Xuyong picked up the 'loud man' on the ground, waved to the bottom of the mountain, shouted, "Come on, lift up!" Turning his head, looking at his younger brother, "Do you know a char siu sauté called Da D?"

"The boss doesn't know."

"I don't know either."

"Big Boss, I know a smuggling person in Tsuen Wan called this name, but he is a water house."

"I'm going to fix his brother's lungs. This char siu came up with such an immoral method. It was both troublesome and sunny, so it was not easy to get it into the sea to pour cement." Hu Xukun spitted, and the folds of her suit were covered in sweat. He waved to the horseman who said Big D, "Let's go and shave this Big D out for me. I want to see if his mother makes chicken..."

“…”

"I said I'll let you shave him out!"

"It's the boss."

"Did his mother, is it called?"

"No, boss."

"Is there no signal?"

"There is no problem with the signal."

"I told you to keep an eye on it, and see if there is no?"

"Okay, Brother Kun—"

The maid picked up his elder brother and dialed the phone. I don’t know if it was really stupid or pretending to be stupid, so he raised his elder brother and fiddled at Hu Xukun, “There is no problem with Brother Kui’s phone signal, and he can bet on horse racing.”

"Hello, you're crazy..." Hu Xukun cursed.

"Big...Big Boss, he... said." A small man from the mountain ran up, supported his legs, and gasped, "He hid the negative... in the water tank on the rooftop."

"Check!"

Hu Xukun was excited and called by his elder brother. As soon as he opened it, he shouted at the other side: "Look at the rooftop water tank!"

At this moment, a group of people who were rummaging through boxes and cabinets in a public house were running hurriedly towards the rooftop.

Looking at the young and dandy rushing to the rooftop, an old lady in the quiet corridor couldn't help but mutter: "You young and dandy gangsters are so interesting. You always like to meet on the rooftop..."

“Finally found.”

A voice came from the eldest brother. The beard Kun on the Damao Mountain waved his hand hard and wiped his head full of sweat. "Now go to the photo studio to see if it is the original version we are looking for."

After hanging up the phone, he changed his annoyance just now and asked, "How many times will it be?"

“7 times.”

"TMD~~~ It's really troublesome to be fat. Are people dead?"

"No problem, big guy."

"What are you waiting for? Keep it-"

The wooden box rolled down the hillside, screaming in pain.
Chapter completed!