The Grand Tour is docked in Victoria Harbour.
After Nie Zhao and his son boarded the ship, the reporters did not leave, because they had a feeling that there would be a good show to watch based on the behavior of the Nie family today. There were also police officers on duty below the ship. Although the cruise ship docking area is a relatively unpopular place with few people, the passenger area still has ships departing even in the middle of the night.
Just as Yu Zhengrong had predicted, the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB) and the Special Duties Unit (SDU) arrived. Police lights were flashing incessantly, officers stood beside the vehicles, constantly calling their superiors, and his subordinates were frantically making phone calls to him.
But no matter how many lights there are in Hong Kong, they cannot illuminate the majestic and massive Supreme Treasure.
No matter how many calls the sheriffs made, they couldn't get through to Yu Zhengrong, because everything was out of control on the brightly lit, but completely dark, Supreme Treasure ship.
Yu Zhengrong's father, Yu Heng, was also nearby, holding binoculars, so he would witness it firsthand.
His son was indeed something to be proud of, but also enough to break his heart.
They were so close to escaping, but with a gunshot, it all seemed to end just like that.
...
But actually, no.
Chen Rou fired a shot at him, but Yu Zhengrong was a Jeet Kune Do master who practiced boxing almost every day. He dodged, and the bullet hit his temple, grazing his scalp. At the same time, he pulled the trigger. Although he was not hit because Chen Rou was falling, he was still adjusting his posture as he fell, wanting to fire again.
But of course, that was impossible. Another shot hit him in the shoulder, and the AK was knocked off his hand.
At this moment, although Yu Zhengrong was bleeding from his head and shoulder, he was desperately looking at the sea, thinking that as long as he fell into the water, the water would be an obstacle and help him escape to safety. That would be good, he would only be injured and would not die.
But then another shot hit him in the back. He was wearing a bulletproof vest, so he was alright, he thought to himself.
But then another shot hit him squarely in the cervical spine.
The moment she saw Song Yuanchao jump down, Chen Rou tiptoed and hooked the rope, stopping in mid-air.
The two sounds were like a six-meter dive, and the tenacious Yu Sir, even after being shot in the neck, continued swimming forward after entering the water.
Song Yuanchao slapped him twice and grabbed his hair, yelling, "You son of a bitch, you bastard!"
Yu Zhengrong was bleeding from his neck and was knocked unconscious by the water. He was in a daze, but his mind was sharp enough that he realized that the person who killed him in the end was Chen Rou, the woman who looked down on Nie Zhao the most among all his bodyguards, a mainland girl.
He choked on the water twice, but suddenly arched his back: "hel..."
His father, gun in hand, was already charging forward, but Song Yuanchao smacked Yu Zhengrong with the butt of his gun: "Black your mother's head!"
"You...you...help..." Yu Zhengrong continued to bow his head, still calling for help.
Song Yuanchao certainly didn't know the saying "villains die from talking too much," otherwise he wouldn't have wasted his breath.
But his personality and upbringing shaped his style of doing things. He raised his gun and said in Mandarin, "Old Yu, Old Yu, tell me, if you were really as good as you seem, a good cop, that would be so great! Damn it, once we're back, you'd be the head of the Public Security Bureau of our mainland government. But look at you..."
Fortunately, he wasn't a villain. Although he talked a lot, he knew when to stop.
As he spoke, he turned his head and closed his eyes. There was a loud bang, and he said again, "I am judging you on behalf of the people of Hong Kong!"
It was only when Yu Zhengrong's pupils dilated that she realized it was all destiny.
He was very young when he killed Nie Zhen and his wife. He was not careful in his thinking and thought that he could change the Nie family with his wisdom by attaching himself to the richest man's most beloved concubine. He could then change the distribution of the largest share of wealth in Hong Kong and get a share of it, thus becoming one of the top figures in Hong Kong in terms of wealth.
After that, he kept cleaning up the mess left by that incident, becoming more and more deeply involved with the Mei siblings. Even when he later killed Dr. Kwong's wife, then killed Dr. Kwong again, sold Kwong's son, and dealt with Nie Zhao and his wife, he felt that he could handle it all.
Even after Nie Zhao fought back, he always felt that it was just an accident and that he could handle it.
He thought more than once that if Gui Tou Chang hadn't been so stupid that he couldn't even handle two women, and if Nie Zhao hadn't come back to Europe to run his business and had the channels to hire those foreign bodyguards at high salaries, everything wouldn't have been so difficult.
But it was only at this moment that he suddenly realized that none of this was the decisive force.
Beyond what he sees now, there is another force, a powerful force.
He was his good friend, the one the US military feared most, and was willing to pay him and Kito Masaru large sums of money to buy flight information.
But where is that power?
When he looked up at Song Yuanchao with his remaining consciousness, he finally understood and finally let go.
Even without Chen Rou's unexpected arrival and those foreign bodyguards, he would still have died at Nie Zhao's hands.
Because of the force that the US military fears, those who speak Mandarin, even if an entire flight is bombed and everyone is killed, they still have a lot of reserves. Their soldiers will not die in vain; they will cross the sea to seek revenge.
It was only at this moment that Yu Zhengrong realized that Song Yuanchao was a soldier. He found it ridiculous because, as intelligent as he was, it was only at this moment that he suddenly understood why the US military cared so much about that flight from the mainland.
Why would they expend so much effort to kill a group of mainland soldiers?
It was only at this moment that he finally realized that Nie Zhao was far smarter and more visionary than he had ever imagined.
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