Zhao Shanhai relied on the fact that the Kowloon Walled City was a place outside the law, and led his subordinates to collect money for people/kill people and set fire to them all year round. After finishing the work, he retreated to the Walled City, like a fish in the sea, and would not be punished at all.
In recent years, Zhao Shanhai has recruited a lot of "talents" who are living in the port city, possessing skills and having nowhere to go. Relying on these desperadoes to help him do all the wicked things, it is like playing a golden signboard.
And Lin Zhaoming is a well-known wealthy businessman in Hong Kong. It is normal for someone to seek his life and find Zhao Shanhai. Given Lin Zhaoming's net worth, the ticket would naturally not be cheap. In addition, as a wealthy businessman with a lot of money, he was accompanied by bodyguards when he went in and out on weekdays. It would not be easy to assassinate him. Unless Zhao Shanhai was out of his mind, he would find an inexperienced Sijiu boy to do this job.
Obviously, Zhao Shanhai has been doing evil for so many years, and the possibility of his brain suddenly flooding is extremely slim. Then there is only one possibility, Chen Jianan was just sent to confuse the public and serve as cannon fodder for the real killer.
It's just that in the original book, he succeeded in one fell swoop before the real killer, and he was neither caught nor left any evidence. It's no wonder that after completing this vote, he was exceptionally promoted to the red stick of the society.
Thinking of this, Qiao Wen looked at the young man who was feasting on the opposite side.
The young man was having a good meal, he was completely unaware of everything around him, and he seemed to have completely forgotten what he was here for, so he didn't look like a killer at all.
Qiao Wen secretly felt that it was funny, but later realized that although relying on the original body's memory, he could recognize Chen Jianan at a glance. But it is also because Chen Jianan is too familiar in the original body's memory, his appearance has nothing to do with beauty or ugliness, it seems to be a unique and abstract existence.
At this time, Chen Jianan was wearing a peaked cap, with a thick beard around his mouth, which made people see his true face inaccurately. But it can also be seen that the eyebrows are thick and the eyes are thick, the bridge of the nose is straight, and the next life is not bad.
Chen Jianan quickly noticed his scrutiny, raised his head and asked strangely: "Little Qiao, what do you always think of me?" "
Qiao Wen said with a smile: "Hao Zai said you will raise the medical expenses for me, do you have to put on a beard and disguise yourself to raise the medical expenses?"
Feeling guilty, Chen Jianan cleared his throat and said, "Didn't I ask someone to borrow it? Putting on a beard looks more mature and stable." He said, as if he suddenly remembered something, "Aren't there a few of us? After the neighbors left the Walled City, did they make money outside? I wondered if there must be some kind of friendship, but before I could say anything, a few of them would call them poor with a bitter face, which really pissed me off."
Speaking of this, he was almost filled with righteous indignation. Two days ago, he ran out to borrow money from those old neighbors who had heard about their fortunes, but they got nothing.
Back then in the tenement building in the Walled City, everyone had such a good relationship, but seeing him now, I wish I could take a detour.
He gritted his teeth and said, "When I get rich in the future, I will definitely smash their faces with banknotes."
Qiao Wen asked with a smile, "How do you plan to get rich? Be a bad boy and gamble to sell white noodles?"
Being blocked by him, Chen Jianan suddenly felt a little guilty. He didn't dare to look at his eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. He just wanted to cover up and put a siu mai in his mouth, and muttered in a low voice: "I won't be a bad boy all my life. .”
Qiao Wenxin said, you really won't be a bad guy all your life, because you have the ability to be the boss, and then get shot to death.
He thought for a while and said, "Brother Nan, I'm fine now, so you don't need to get any more money. When I get better, I'll find a job."
Chen Jianan looked up at him and said, "You should take your time when it comes to job hunting. I've inquired about it. Even working as a clerk in an office is very hard work. Don't force yourself if you can't handle it physically."
Qiao Wen said: "I have a measure."
As he spoke, he ate slowly. He ate slowly. After Chen Jianan chewed, he also slowed down in order to keep pace with him. Seeing that although he was still as slow as usual, he still ate quite a lot, it was a rare sight, and he was surprised and delighted at the same time. When he looked carefully at his pale face, under the nourishment of the food, it was clear and full of food. Some color.
Chen Jianan was happy in his heart. He just felt that Qiao Wen seemed a little different from usual today. As for the difference, he couldn't tell, but it was a good thing anyway. So he couldn't help grinning, and didn't forget to put his favorite snacks in his bowl.
Originally, Qiao Wen wanted to eat more, but it was because he was concerned about the weakness of his body. In addition, he was afraid that something would happen if he stayed in the teahouse for too long, so he planned to drag Chen Jianan away before the killer made his move.
He put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth and said, "Brother Nan, I'm full, let's go back."
"Okay." Chen Jianan beckoned to call the waitress to pay the bill. Because he ordered too much, he rummaged through his trouser pockets, and with the few dollars left by Qiao Wen, he could barely make up enough for the evening tea.
Poor, the two children are really poor.
Qiao Wen stood up, but he felt dizzy as soon as he stood still, but Chen Jianan quickly supported him with his eyesight, and complained in his ear: "You said you just got down to the ground, why did you run so far alone? Fortunately, you met me, otherwise you would fall by the side of the road, maybe no one would care about you."
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Qiao Wen took two deep breaths, and the dizziness was only slightly relieved.
This body is indeed too bad.
He waved his hand: "I'm fine, Brother Nan."
While speaking, from the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of the killer not far away moving slightly. He turned his head subconsciously, and as expected, the door of the private room where Lin Zhaoming was located opened from the inside. First, his bodyguard, who was tall and powerful at a glance, walked out, looking around, and stood respectfully at the door, and then It was Lin Zhaoming.
Lin Zihui was following him: "Father, then you go to the bathroom, and I'll make you another pot of Biluochun."
"En." Lin Zhaoming patted his son's shoulder lovingly, turned around and walked towards the bathroom at the end of the corridor on the left. .
Naturally, Chen Jianan also saw Lin Zhaoming. He glanced at the back of the man lightly, and thought to himself, that was his goal tonight, so luckily he escaped a catastrophe today.
He raised his lower lip, but he didn't look back and didn't care anymore.
At the same time, the assassin who was sitting in the private seat had already stood up.
Unaware of this, Chen Jianan helped Qiao Wen to go to the stairs, but when Qiao Wen saw the killer approaching, his heart beat involuntarily.
He told himself that the plot had changed because of him, so he hurriedly left the place of right and wrong.
However, just as the killer passed by the two of them, he accidentally bumped into Chen Jianan who was walking out. The man obviously didn't care about this little thing, and continued walking without looking back.
Chen Jianan said angrily, "You don't have eyes?"
His voice was not low, attracting the eyes of several people around him.
The killer turned his head when he heard the sound, and looked at him coldly with a pair of black eyes. Those falcon-like eyes revealed a fierce and murderous look, making people unconsciously terrified.
If you were someone else, you would know that you are not a kind person when you see this look. However, I don't know if Chen Jianan was born with a lack of roots, or if he is used to boldness.
The killer's glance was directly regarded as a provocation by him, and he raised his chin and laughed, "Yo, it's quite arrogant!"
The killer squinted his eyes a little, but didn't respond, and turned around to leave again. Unexpectedly, just as he took a step, Chen Jianan stepped forward and grabbed his wrist: "Hey, I haven't apologized yet."
Qiao Wen felt something was wrong and wanted to bring this guy back.
It's just that the killer moved faster, and almost instinctively shook his hand with such force that he staggered the unsuspecting Chen Jianan and bumped into Qiao Wen who was beside him.
How could Qiao Wen's body, which would collapse in the wind, withstand the impact? Although Chen Jianan quickly supported him, his waist still hit the corner of the table.
His current skin is as delicate as tender tofu, but just this light knock, he felt a piercing pain, he couldn't help moaning, tears almost burst out.
Hearing this groan, Chen Jianan immediately yelled at the killer who left after dumping him: "Fuck!"
Originally, he just planned to give up with a few quick words, and didn't think of causing trouble, but it was a different matter when he bumped into Qiao Wen, who had just recovered.
"Brother Nan—" Qiao Wen wanted to stop him, but it was too late.
Chen Jianan had already let go of him, and rushed towards the killer in front of him.
The killer's reaction was naturally extraordinary. When he sensed the person coming, he turned to one side to avoid his attack.
Chen Jianan missed a hit, quickly turned around, punched again and swung towards the person's face, sweeping with his feet.
The man avoided the front door, but did not avoid the legs.
The big villain in the original book, Chen Jianan, is a master who relies on fists. He learned Duan's Baji, so his skills are natural. It's just that Qiao Wen is in charge of him on weekdays, and it's not a good thing to show off too much in a place like the Kowloon Walled City, so he only relies on a set of boxing punches in fights, and has never shown his true skills to others. This is also the reason why I have been a forty-nine boy in Hexing Society for two years, but I haven't taken the lead yet.
But right now he was outside, so he naturally didn't need to hide, he just came up with two ruthless moves.
The killer didn't intend to pay attention to him at first, but he was almost kicked over by his kick, and suddenly became furious, and after standing still, he threw himself at the opponent viciously.
Because there were tables and chairs all around, the two of them shrank from the thunder and the rain, but they kept bumping into the tables and chairs next to them, making a whole room of guests scream and rush downstairs.
Seeing this battle, the waiter in the tea room did not dare to step forward, and hurriedly called the police.
Such a big movement naturally alarmed Lin Zhaoming and the bodyguards who were about to walk to the end of the corridor. The bodyguard was obviously very experienced. Looking back, his face became vigilant, and he pushed Lin Zhaomian in front of him to the next room: "Mr. Lin, quickly enter the room!"
Seeing this, the killer knew that he was exposed, so he didn't want to fight any more. He threw Chen Jianan away, pulled out a Mitsubishi military thorn from his waist, leaped over the overturned seat, and ran forward at high speed.
Chen Jianan was furious, and rushed back to Qiao Wen angrily, asking, "Little Qiao, are you alright?"
Qiao Wen clutched the sore spot on his waist, shook his head and said, "It's okay, let's go."
However, Chen Jianan glanced at the corridor, but suddenly pulled out a short knife from his waist, gritted his teeth and said, "Wait for me."
On the other side, the assassin had already confronted Lin Zhaoming's bodyguards, and all the assassination moves in his hands were fatal moves.
Until now, Chen Jianan didn't realize that the man who bumped into him was the killer sent by Zhao Shanhai just like himself. Seeing that he didn't apologize for hitting me just now, and now he is still attacking in the teahouse with a military thorn, it can be seen that he is a vicious person, and a sense of justice suddenly rises in his heart.
He let go of Qiao Wen and rushed over.
Lin Zhaoming's tall and burly bodyguard had already suffered several injuries and was at a disadvantage. He saw that the killer was about to unscrew the door next to him and rush in to take Lin Zhaoming's old life. However, due to Chen Jianan's sudden joining, he blocked the killer's movements and prevented him from breaking into the house no matter what. The two-on-one situation quickly reversed.
Just when they were stuck, the sound of a police car came from downstairs.
The killer waved his hand frantically and slashed twice, turned around quickly, ran to one side of the window, broke the window with a bang, jumped downstairs and escaped.
Chen Jianan wanted to chase, but was stopped by the bodyguard: "Little brother, stop chasing." Then he knocked on the door next to him, "Mr. Lin, it's okay."
The door opened, and Lin Zhaoming came out leaning on a cane: "Ah Zheng, where is the killer?"
The bodyguard covered in blood panted and replied: "I have already escaped." He raised his chin at Chen Jianan again, "This killer came from somewhere, and his skills are too fierce. If it wasn't for this little brother who helped me, I would be alone People, I'm afraid that something big will happen."
Hearing this, Lin Zhaoming looked at Chen Jianan, showed a clean expression, took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to him, and said solemnly: "Thank you little brother, this is my card, for saving my life today, Lin I will definitely thank you."
As the killer fled, Chen Jianan's anger also subsided. Looking at the man with graying temples in front of him, he finally realized what he had just done.
He took the card awkwardly and was speechless for a while.
"Father!" Lin Zihui, who was terrified, ran over from nowhere and held Lin Zhaoming's arm tightly.
Lin Zhaoming waved his hand: "Abba is fine."
Lin Zihui asked with lingering fear, "Why would someone want to kill you?"
Lin Zhaoming was calm and said with a smile, "Every day someone wants to kill your father."
After the father and son expressed their concern to each other, Chen Canaan had oiled the soles of his feet, slipped to Qiao Wen who was waiting for him, held his hand and said, "Little Qiao, I might have gotten into trouble, let's go first."
Originally, he wanted to pull Qiaowen to run downstairs, but realized that the other party's body couldn't run at all, so he simply lowered his body and carried him on his back. While the tea room was still in chaos, he quickly rushed downstairs.
He jumped to the outside of the gate, looked around, saw that the gate was in a mess, no one was paying attention to the two of them, so he quickly sneaked into the night with people on his back.
Qiao Wen, who was lying on his back, recovered from the chaos just now, and couldn't help but sigh secretly.
The change of the plot was really thorough. Not only did this guy not become the murderer, but he also stopped the real killer and became Lin Zhaoming's lifesaver.
It was indeed a disaster.
Zhao Shanhai should blow his dog's head off.