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Chapter 12 Start first to be strong, layout!

Song Zijie's affairs are just an episode and have no effect on what they want to do next. What they should do is still do and do as soon as possible.

I think that Ah Cheng, who was staying in another box in the bar yesterday, should have known Song Zihao's return, so he had to take advantage of this time and take the lead without preparation. So, Song Zihao, who is now considered a strong soldier, actively went out to get guns, Shenma Desert Eagle, Shenma Submachine Gun, and Fuji rifle. The more you get, the better, and of course, the super high-quality grenades must not be missing.

Cheng Yun bought some surveillance and video equipment, and Brother Ma took action to find Mr. Yao's villa and broke the camera at the door. At this time, Hong Kong's wealthy families also had this kind of door-call equipment. Once they pressed the button outside the door, the people inside could see who was outside and then opened the door, which was very particular.

Mr. Yao is dressed in a rude manner, looks stupid, and has a bad mind. He is simply a fighter in a stupid hat. He helped Ah Cheng up, a rebellious boy, and was finally killed by Ah Cheng. The funniest thing is that when he died, he really thought that Song Zihao came to his house for dinner. No matter how Ah Cheng said, he always said "you bastard". Who would die if you say he didn't die?

However, one thing is that Mr. Yao is very trendy. The decoration and decoration at home are as comfortable as possible and luxurious as possible. It is a typical old man who wants to spend his old age in secret and wants to enjoy himself, but he is reluctant to leave his position in the world. He occupies both ends and ends up dead.

It was precisely with this that Cheng Yun brought his own tools and waited on the road that he must pass outside his door. When a worn-out van arrived slowly, he saw the words "Fu'an Safety Equipment Company" printed on it, and walked out and stopped the vehicle.

"Hello, stop!"

"What's wrong?"

"Sorry, the road ahead is broken and is under emergency repair. Please wait. There is no big problem, it will be fine soon."

"Oh, thank you."

"You're welcome, everyone is making a living and understanding each other."

...

So Cheng Yun talked with the repairman who was driving. Later, the repairman got out of the car and the two stood in the shadow of the car, chatting while waiting for the false highway repair ahead.

"Hey? It seems that the front has been repaired, you can see that they have come out!"

"Is that right?" The maintenance worker subconsciously turned his head, looking like Cheng Yun's finger, but he saw nothing. Suddenly, there was a pain behind his head, his eyes darkened, and he fell down.

"Brother, I'm sorry!" As he said that, Cheng Yun carried the fainting repairman into the car and drove away, leaving only the warning sign he had placed on the road with the words "Danger! Stop!"

Back at the old nest in Huajie, he quickly arranged for someone to make the same work uniform based on Cheng Yun's figure. He changed it, brought a complete set of tools and monitoring equipment, and drove to Mr. Yao's villa again. As for the real repairman, he naturally would not kill anyone to silence him. He just gave him some ether and let him sleep. When the dust settled, he would let him out.

Because the advanced door opening facilities outside the villa gate were broken, Cheng Yun had to ring the doorbell. Soon, a maid wearing a white cloth walked out and opened the door, muttering: "Why did you come? The master is anxious."

"Sorry, I've been here once in the morning, but I don't know who it was, so I put a warning sign on the side of the road saying that it was building a road. I had no choice but to come back in the afternoon. But I found out who was the prank, it was really."

"Haha, maybe it's someone's kid. There are several naughty kids nearby and they like to play tricks."

"Okay, please be busy, I'll see where it broke."

He took out tools, such as laptop meter, and all kinds of strange tools, which looked very high-end. During this period, Mr. Yao came out once and saw Cheng Yun's professional movements. He nodded with satisfaction, and was like a leader who was inspecting the soldier. He encouraged him to flip.

After twenty minutes of testing, it actually made simple things complicated, making people confused. Then he said to Mr. Yao: "Sir, I checked it carefully just now and found that some of your monitoring equipment have been modified, and some of the devices have been replaced. Although it can be used, it is..."

"But what?"

"Since you asked, I'll tell the truth. I don't know who changed the equipment, but after this equipment is changed, everything you do at home will be monitored and recorded."

"What? I haven't changed this way."

"Haha, I'm going to tell you that I didn't have long since returned from the United States and happened to know something. Now in Europe and the United States, there are many similar sneak shot equipment, specifically used to peek at celebrities and government officials, and try to discover their secrets."

"What should I do?" Mr. Yao thought for a moment, seemed to have thought of something, and asked nervously.

"Actually, don't be too nervous. If you don't have any privacy at home and can't let others know about things, you can take pictures. As for the future, I can change a set of equipment for you. This system is completely internal and does not include any secret recording function. It just sends the impact of some internal public areas to the guard room. In this way, once something happens in the house, your bodyguard can appear as quickly as possible, but the cost is much more expensive."

"Money is not a problem. As long as I do it, you won't be missing."

"That's thank you."

So Cheng Yun started working, and the current monitoring equipment was almost backward for him. He found a lot of devices and connected and combined according to the technical method twenty years later. Although the effect was much worse than that of later generations, it was much more advanced than these things now.

The original equipment was nothing, but if you didn't say that, how could you let Mr. Yao decide to replace it so that he could do it blatantly? Old man Yao actually didn't understand these high-tech, that is, the storefront, and could only let Cheng Yun operate it.

The process was very simple. After an hour, Cheng Yun installed the equipment and left happily with the labor fee given by Mr. Yao.

From then on, every corner of the villa was under the control of Cheng Yun, and it was recorded every moment. Mr. Yao never dreamed that there was such a high-end "gangster" in this world, and he could not imagine Cheng Yun's sinister intentions.

In fact, Mr. Yao has never done anything illegal in the villa, and he doesn't even want to negotiate business at home, so he is not afraid of being secretly photographed. It's just that as a big boss, it's hard to accept being monitored at home, so he tried his best to replace it. After the replacement, he felt relieved. As for the repairman, he didn't care about the repairman, because he couldn't think of any conflict of interest that the repairman would harm him. Instead, he gave him a lot of money and did not worry about not having any further cooperation in the future.

When Cheng Yun returned to his nest, Xiaoma had already obtained the tape that was sufficiently worth. Although this thing could put Acheng in prison, this was not what Cheng Yun wanted. Even if he went in, what would happen? Acheng had money and could come out soon. It was useless. If he wanted to do it, he would never have a day to turn over.

"A Yun, I have called A Cheng and asked him to meet at the dock tonight."

"Brother Xiao Ma, have you contacted me? Brother Hao should not participate in the matter tonight. You finally walked back to the right path and don't get stuck again. Brother Xiao Ma and I are enough."

"How can that be? Do you think I, Song Zihao, are the ones I am watching my friend take risks and enjoy myself while I am going to go with you. At worst, I can leave Hong Kong immediately after the end."

"Haha, that's not necessary. Hong Kong is destined to be our world. What a pity to leave."

...

At this time, at Mr. Yao's house, Mr. Yao, who had just put down the phone, looked at A Cheng who was shaking around. When he recalled that he was most likely to be installing a sneaky photography equipment in his own home, he couldn't help but feel disgusted and angry, and shouted: "You bastard, I said at the beginning, Ahao won't betray us. Don't force it too hard. You must not listen, and you killed his dad. It's so passive now. You bastard, what should you do now? You must get the tape back for me. They agree to whatever conditions they have, you bastard."

One bastard at once made Ah Cheng feel angry.

"Don't just talk about a bastard. What did you say when I helped you make money? Damn, at worst, I can't escape if I die together, and you won't have a good end, Damn."

"Hey! What did Ah Hao tell you just now?"

"He said he would come to your house for dinner tonight and ask you to wait for him."

"Okay, okay, I'll wait for him at home."

The people on both sides prepared their own. When Mr. Yao returned home, he ordered the servant to prepare a large table of dishes. He really regretted it. What did Song Zihao treat him? Let's look at this Acheng, why did he be fooled by lard, frame Song Zihao, and help Acheng ascend to the position.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he wanted to make peace with Song Zihao, so he sat at the dining table early and waited.

However, he did not wait for Song Zihao, but instead waited for Acheng.

"Where is Ah Hao, the food is cold!" Mr. Yao sat on the chair without moving, and asked with his head raised.
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