Chapter 35 (2/2)

Zhuang Shikai dropped the rope from the rooftop and was landing rapidly wearing a cap.

Yan Jiu seemed to move his ears with some doubts. It seemed that he began to fall into thinking. But he did not come up with an answer, nor did he have time to close the curtains.

”Click.” A figure holding a rope appeared outside the window and pointed a. 38 window at his eyebrows.

”Fuck!”

Yan Jiu's Adam's apple rolled. He didn't spit out a mouthful of smoke. He was scared directly into his lungs.

I saw his fingers trembling with the cigarette butts.

He forced himself to stand calm. Almost in an instant, he raised the curtain to stop Zhuang Shikai's sight. Soon, I was ready to go to the bedside table to get a gun and strive for a chance to live.

Hehe, he is worthy of being Yan Tong's nephew. He is not disorderly in the face of danger and is a little clever. He is indeed a big man. No wonder he can occupy the oil-water area in Mong Kok.

Although it is not a character in the film, it is only a character extended from the film background. But in the real world, everyone is not a fool.

Movie characters have personality and ability, but it doesn't mean that others can't.

At least Zhuang Shikai always felt that Yan Jiu was particularly difficult. If one is not handled well, it may be folded in the other's hand. That's why he tried to get ahead and make a quick decision.

At this time, facing Yan Jiuhuang's action, Zhuang Shikai did not hesitate and pulled the trigger directly across the glass.

”Bang!”

A clear shot rang out in the dark.

The glass broke into innumerable pieces.

Yan Jiu was shot in the middle of his eyebrows and stared round. He was overturned by the impact of the bullet.

He fell on the bed with his head held back. The blood spread out and dyed the sheets red in an instant.

”Bang bang!”

Once it's done.

You have to do it.

Zhuang Shikai fired three more shots at Yan Jiu's heart.

After confirming that Yan Jiu was completely dead and had no chance of rescue, he put away his gun and dodged away from the window.

”Withdraw.”

In the dark.

Out of the chess game, the ruthless killer came and went quickly. In the twinkling of an eye, he returned to the corridor and left Daming apartment with a fast step.

”Darling! Darling! ” A woman wrapped in a white bath towel with an uncertain expression walked into the bedroom. When she saw Yan Jiu's body lying on the bed, her face turned white for a moment: ”it's over!”

Yan Jiu knows her identity very well. Yan Jiu's death means that she can't hide her affair.

The white bath towel fell to the ground. She pulled up her long hair and picked up the landline at the head of the bed to make a call.

Zhuang Shikai returned to the rental house. Just after entering the door, he took off his cap and hung it on the hanger at the door. More than a dozen Mongkok plain clothes blocked his door.

”Boom!” A man kicked open the door, and a dozen plainclothes stood side by side at the door.

A short man in a black windbreaker separated the crowd and entered the rental house with his hands in his pockets.

Yan Tong took off the cap on the hanger, buckled it on his head, turned his head, and said with a frosty face: ”let's go! Come back to Kowloon police station with me! ”