On the steaming stone pot, Japanese beef slices are cut evenly and evenly, and with a sting, the fat secreted on the meat becomes the best base oil for the meat slices. Bubbles, large or small, are constantly blowing up and breaking, emitting a charming aroma.

The best ingredients do not require too complicated cooking methods. Just drizzle a layer of Japanese soy sauce on the beef slices, then lay a layer of shredded green onion on the gap between the beef slices, cover it for a short while, and sprinkle some sugar. This is a top-notch dinner.

Wang Bao just sat in the restaurant at home so obediently, enjoying the Japanese barbecue that these two strangers "invited" him to eat. He felt indescribable weirdness and fear.

Department 6 of the Military Intelligence Bureau.

Wang Bao couldn't understand how a mere gangster could have such a giant come to the door in person.

For the blessing of 007, MI6 is really famous internationally, almost second only to the CIA and the KGB. As a British colony, Hong Kong people have more or less knowledge of MI6. Of course, in most cases, these understandings are rumors. For example, many people think that MI6 is a department that does not violate the law. If they are offended, they will shoot you without saying a word. The agents there are like James Bond, who are either killing people or picking up girls every day.

Wang Bao also thinks so.

So, although he was very good at fighting, he was still obedient and cowardly, eating barbecue obediently, and did not dare to say a word, for fear that the foreigner would suddenly take out his gun and kill him.

"Mr. Wang, my boss is very dissatisfied with you about Yuen Long land. You have let down our trust in you."

"Well? This... Is your unit involved in this matter?"

"To be precise, it is not involvement, but the dominant. Our unit is the main executor of this task. Originally, my boss wanted to change to a more capable person to handle this matter, but I persuaded him and rejected this suggestion. I said that Mr. Wang Bao is a very outstanding businessman. The contract he signed in person will meticulously complete all the contents mentioned in the contract. I am right."

"certainly."

Wang Bao was in a cold sweat.

To be honest, things have come to this point. He has really planned to give up the land acquisition business in Yuen Long. At most, he can compensate the Hong Kong and British government for some money. After all, the territory of Queen's Avenue is the foundation for his foothold.

Jack ate fat beef very elegantly. His Cantonese language is very average, far less than most ghosts living in Hong Kong. Wang Bao heard it very awkwardly and it took a lot of effort to hear it clearly.

But who told Wang Bao that he could not speak English? Jack was helpless. He usually worked in Europe. Although he knew a little Cantonese, he also temporarily trained before coming to Hong Kong. This Chinese is really too difficult to learn.

"Of course, we also know that you are in trouble now and the progress of things is not as smooth as you imagined. As your boss, we will give you some help."

As he said that, Jack actually took out a check from his pocket and gave it to Wang Bao. Wang Bao took a look and found that it was five million US dollars.

"I think these checks are enough to make up for your losses. With our support, even if you lose all the territory in your hands, you can make a comeback soon. However, if you can't do what we explain well, even if you unify the underworld in Hong Kong, you may still be hacked to death at any time. Do you understand what I mean?"

"I understand, I understand, I will do whatever you have to give me."

There has never been a pie that fell from the sky in this world. He knew very well that this money would not be too easy to get.

"We infer that there are more than one gang in Hong Kong Island who are engaged in enemy special activities. They will have some very bad influence on our rule over Hong Kong Island by the Empire of Sunset. I suspect that this time the land acquisition in Yuen Long is related to them, and it is very likely that the master of the hall in Liansheng may have a deep relationship with the enemy special forces."

Enemy forces?

Oh, it's my hometown.

Wang Baoliran, most of the big gangs on Hong Kong Island have a close relationship with the Hongmen, and the Hongmen also emphasizes loyalty, filial piety, integrity and righteousness. If these gangsters have created a few patriots, it would be too normal. Heliansheng can be regarded as the most authentic Hongmen legend in Hongmen in Hongmen. It would be normal that there were a few spies and other spies there.

But why did a mere piece of land be involved in the agents’ war?

Wang Bao didn't know, and he didn't dare to ask.

"You can rest assured that we have already arranged the matter with Hutchison. They will be unlucky soon. Long Gen, Xiao Shi, and that Han Bin. I promise they don't have time to care about your affairs anymore. We can even let them disappear directly if necessary."

Wang Bao felt aware of it and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Very good, it seems you are a smart person."

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On the other side, at the middle of the night, Zhong Qiuyue, who was on the mission, seemed to know why that bastard Lu Jianda asked for leave and was suspended.

He sat in a police car, with three serious crime team friends following a long journey, but everyone didn't say a word to each other along the way, and the atmosphere was very dull.

Soon, they arrived at the village where Hutchison fought against Zhongxinyi that night.

Getting off the car, Zhong Qiuyue asked: "Where is your village chief?"

"What's the matter? Ah Sir, have you all come to ask questions? We have also made it clear. There is no underworld in our village, and there are no gangsters. There are only some relatives and friends who are in good relationship with each other. Ah Sir is in self-defense."

"Personal defense? More than 40 people died. You tell me about self-defense?! Less nonsense, where is your village chief?"

"Okay, okay, you are a policeman, you are amazing, I will take you to find you now."

The villager glared at Zhong Qiuyue reluctantly and spat hard on the ground to show his disdain for the Tiaozi.

"Missar, these treasures have to look for you, and I don't know what to do."

The village chief was wearing gauze on his hand, and when he saw Zhong Qiuyue and the others had no good expressions: "What are you doing? The police officer got lost and asked for directions."

These policemen looked at me, I looked at you, and then looked at Zhong Qiuyue in unison, without saying a word.

Zhong Qiuyue had no choice but to go forward alone and said, "You are the village chief, right? We have received reports from the masses that someone here in your village illegally possesses a gun and even shoots and kills people. Do you know this?"

"Um??"

The village chief was stunned, stood up suddenly, slapped the table with his hand, and touched the wound and caused him a lot of pain.
Chapter completed!