Centennial Family, Rising From Hong Kong Island

So, from the time he threatened Yang Qianer at the police station, his fate was already doomed.

On the other side, Wang Xingtai opened the door of the villa with his own people. It was dark inside, and the furniture inside could be vaguely seen through the moonlight.

He waved at the person behind him, and they dispersed, preparing to walk up the stairs to the second floor.

But the next second, on the wall facing the door, there was a sudden burst of dazzling light, and 907 illuminated the entire living room.

"Ah~ there is an ambush~"

Wang Xingtai shouted in a panicked voice, and quickly covered his eyes with his hands.

This is not an ordinary electric light, but a sun light.

In a dark environment, if the eyes are suddenly exposed to the direct sunlight of the sun lamp, the eyes will be blinded in a short period of time.

Wang Xingtai only felt that his eyes were hot and uncomfortable, tears kept flowing out, and he fell to the ground subconsciously.

He opened his eyes diligently, and could vaguely see a few vague figures appearing on the corridor on the second floor.

next second~

"Da da da da~"

Intense gunshots rang out.

Several men in combat bulletproof vests stood on the second floor, holding submachine guns, and shot people in the living room condescendingly.

Fire dragons spewed out one after another, bullets shot out in the living room, and the terrifying firepower density was carrying out an indiscriminate attack.

"Ah~"

"Help me~"

The screams reminded in the living room that Wang Xingtai and others were lying on the ground with their heads on their backs, and those who were suppressed had no ability to fight back.

Crying and begging for mercy frantically, bullets were shot at them, blood spattered, screaming again and again, and even their heads were shattered directly.

Chapter 526: White Powder Processing Factory, Uninvited Guests 【Seeking flowers! Ask for a monthly pass! 】

In the distance of the villa, a lone wolf soldier in a black combat uniform was squatting on the ground, and in front of him was a big guy.

Sniper rifle!

A red light shines straight on the opposite side.

"Crash~"

With the sound of a gunshot, Wang Xingtai, who had just fled from the inside of the villa, limped and fled frantically, suddenly staggered and fell to the ground.

On his forehead, a peanut-sized wound was gushing blood.

"Target kill~"

The sniper said softly to the walkie-talkie and continued to stay on the ground.

In the villa at this time, the gunfire stopped, the battle had already ended, and the hall on the first floor was a mess.

Seven or eight corpses fell on the ground, their bodies full of bullet holes, blood was flowing on the ground, and the pungent smell of blood and gunpowder smoke filled the entire villa.

In more than ten seconds, hundreds of bullets poured down, and these people have no chance of surviving.

The Lone Wolf team members were sorting the bodies with blood.

These corpses will be pulled to the seaside, thrown into iron buckets, filled with cement, and reclaimed directly into the sea.

"Destroy all targets~"

Inside the villa, Wang Jianjun said with a wireless phone, his face full of helplessness.

For him, this can't be called a battle at all, it can only be regarded as a warm-up exercise before the game.

Whether it was on the battlefield in South Vietnam, in the jungles of South America, or in the Great Wilderness of Feizhou, the battles he experienced were far more cruel than at this time.

At this time, in a luxurious villa in Repulse Bay, Yang Qian'er was covered with a quilt, bare shoulders, hugging Su Shaoze's arm, enjoying the aftermath of the war.

Because of the death of the pet cat, she was indeed taken aback.

Fortunately, Su Shaoze has been by her side for the past two days, comforting her, protecting her, and giving her the satisfaction she needs most when she is most vulnerable.

So Yang Qian'er's fear slowly disappeared, and she started to become crazy, leaving their traces in every part of this villa.

She felt that she was more infatuated with this man, and her love went deeper into the bone marrow.

Although she knew that this man already had a wife and several children, she didn't care, she just loved him.

Without thinking about the outcome, Yang Qianer just wanted to cherish the present.

"Ring Ling Ling ~'~"

At the head of the bed, Su Shaoze's eldest brother made a loud noise, Yang Qianer crawled over and brought it to Su Shaoze.

"Brother Ze, there are guests in Shenshui, and they are all left as guests."

"understood!"

After a few simple words, Su Shaoze hung up the phone.

Yang Qian'er crawled over again and touched Su Shaoze's chest with her hand: "What happened?"

"A little thing."

Su Shaoze put his arm around her fragrant shoulder and smiled softly.

It's really a small matter, and it can be resolved quickly.

And the solution to this matter is also very simple, start directly from the source.

Therefore, when Yang Xiong sent someone to kill Yang Qian'er, he didn't know that his own position had already been exposed.

On the outskirts of Saigon, there is a factory here. On the surface, it is processing food and spices, but in fact, under the factory, it is a white powder processing factory.

In recent years, the white powder market has also been changing. The traditional white powder has been gradually eliminated, and addicts prefer more refreshing and exciting conch.

This kind of white powder processing procedure is more complicated, so if you want to control the white powder market, you don’t just need to control the purchase channel like in the past.

Moreover, it is necessary to buy back the goods for further processing, which requires some chemical knowledge, and illiterate people are not qualified to be poisonous rice.

The four major dealers on Hong Kong Island are doing this kind of thing, and Yang Xiong's home is under this food processing factory.

There were more than a dozen people in the workshop at this time, all of them wearing white clothes and holding utensils one by one to operate.

The space is closed, there is not even a single window except for the vents, and it is only lit by a few incandescent lamps.

After staying here for a long time, there is no concept of time.

Just like the workers here, it is already eleven o'clock in the evening and is still busy.

Yang Xiong, also wearing white clothes, walked in the workshop and opened a box, which contained small bags of white powdery solids.

Seeing the quality of this baby, Yang Xiong nodded lightly. It belongs to the top grade. He paid such a large price in vain to coerce and induce this group of chemical experts.

"." The purity of these products is very high, about 1.3 times that of other conch shells, and they will definitely sell for a good price. "

The younger brother in charge of the processing plant said beside Yang Xiong.

With conch of this purity, they can drive out the goods of several other bookmakers and occupy more of the white powder market.

“Nice~”

Yang Xiong pouted a little with the tip of his tongue, then let out a satisfied smile, and said to his subordinates:

"Alin, I have something to solve during this time. You have to be more attentive about the things here, and you must not go wrong."

"Boss, don't worry~" Alin said immediately.

Then he said with some worry: "Is that troublesome?"

Yang Xiong snorted coldly: "It's okay, things can be resolved tonight."

"I want to move this matter to my Yang Xiong, wishful thinking."

"It's all to blame that **** Qian Zhiyong, otherwise there wouldn't be so much trouble." Alin scolded.

Qian Zhiyong is the accountant of their food poison gang. He has been working for a long time and wants to quit.

Not only did he hack Yang Xiong a lot of money, but he was also going to hand over the evidence of Yang Xiong's food poisoning to the police, and then immediately fled overseas with the money.

Fortunately, this matter was discovered in advance by Yang Xiong, and in anger, he directly killed Qian Zhiyong with his own hands.

And it happened to be seen by Yang Qian'er, so there was trouble later.

"Fortunately, I got all the money back. Killing Qian Zhiyong like this is also a bargain for him." Yang Xiong said with a gloomy face.

When I think of Qian Zhiyong, that bastard, I get angry.

In the same way, this incident also reminded Yang Xiong that he should prepare a way back for himself and leave at any time.

While Yang Xiong was talking, a group of uninvited guests came outside the processing factory.

Chapter Five Hundred and Twenty Seventh Attack, Tear Gas 【Seeking Flowers! Ask for a monthly pass! 】

Two orange-red light spots flickered in the darkness, and when you looked closer, you could see a faint smoke lingering.

Two men in security uniforms stood in front of the gate smoking cigarettes, unaware of the danger.

They appear to be the security guards of the food processing factory, but in fact they are members of the Yangxiong Rice Poison Group, responsible for guarding the white powder processing factory.

"Whoo~"

A security guard finished smoking the cigarette butts, threw it on the ground and stomped on it with his foot.

"Brother Xiong is going to court again next month."

"Hehe, is this still something new? If the police could really seize the evidence, we would have already served the pot."

"A small murder case, no one can testify against Brother Xiong."

"I just heard Mao Zaiqiang say that Brother Xiong called Brother Tai, and the police will be busy all night tonight."

"Haha~"

Wang Xingtai is an armed leader under Yang Xiong, who specializes in leading people to do dirty work. If he takes action, he will definitely see blood, and it will be the police's turn to get busy.

In this darkness, the two chatted in a low voice, but soon, one person seemed to have discovered something.

"Huh? Why is there a red spot on your head? You ordered cinnabar? Why didn't you find it during the day?"

"Give up, I'm not a bitch, why do you order that thing? Hey, don't talk about me at 450, you also have a red dot on your head."

In the next second, the two were stunned at the same time.

Although the infrared sight is still a new thing in this era, most people have not heard of it, but things can't be so coincidental, and it is impossible for the two to have red dots at the same time.

"Who~"

A security guard panicked and wanted to take out a pistol from behind. He opened his mouth wide and was about to shout, but the next second, he heard a slight muffled sound in the darkness.

"Pfft~"

In the next second, the security guard's body trembled for a moment. He opened his mouth wide but could not make the slightest sound, his eyes were full of fear, a blood hole appeared on his forehead, and his body fell directly to the ground.

When another security guard saw this situation, he was immediately stunned and wanted to shout in horror.

But the red light shot directly into his eyes, and a low warning sound came from not far away.

"Don't move, move again and it will break your head."

"Mmmmmmm~"

The security guard covered his mouth subconsciously and kept nodding his head.

Seeing another person die in front of him with his own eyes, if he dared to speak up, he had no doubt that he would also become a cold corpse.

In the next second, several figures came out of the darkness.

They were wrapped in darkness, fully armed, wearing black bulletproof combat uniforms, infrared assault guns in their hands, and silencers.

Arranged into a tight combat formation, with skilled movements, the figure quickly walked towards him.

The leader, whose face was covered by a black hood, only stared at him with a pair of sharp eyes.

"Tell me, where is Yang Xiong?"

"I, I, I, I don't know~"