The slide now shows a tall, thin man with dark brown skin, wearing a baggy oversized T-shirt.
He looks to be in his early forties, and from his appearance, he seems like a smart person.
This is the famous Ghost Head Wing from Kowloon.
This photo was probably taken secretly. He is looking into the distance with his arms crossed, but one eye seems to sense that a camera is filming him. It glances at the lens with a mischievous look and a hint of amusement on its lips.
He is likely of mixed race, and his appearance bears some resemblance to Kito Chang, Asia's most notorious pirate, but he is younger than Kito Chang.
Chen Rou had a gut feeling that he must be Gui Tou Chang's nephew or son.
He has a distinctive feature: the skin on his exposed neck and wrists is particularly loose and piled up, resembling both goosebumps and the foreskin of a certain male organ. In short, just looking at him can make people feel uncomfortable.
Chen Rou once met such a person while on a mission in the Indian Ocean. He was an international drug lord, an ICPO agent, and Interpol had repeatedly tried to arrest him, but each time they laid a tight net, he always managed to escape.
In the end, she was arrested by the special police of China, and Chen Rou was one of the task force members.
During the interrogation after his arrest, the police discovered that he possessed an inhumanly long bone and ligament structure, which is internationally known as Indian bone-shrinking technique.
On Xiangjiang Road, it is known as the Snake Wing Chun.
Since the excess skin on Gui Tou Rong's neck looks like a hawk's skin, it proves that he also has the art of bone shrinking.
The so-called "Golden Bell Cover" is actually the hard qigong in Chinese martial arts. The special forces' chest-breaking, brick-splitting, and sand-stirring skills are all inherited skills. In her previous life, Chen Rou developed her two rough, sandy hands in that way.
With his bone-shrinking skills and hard qigong, Gui Tou Rong is indeed a formidable opponent and not to be underestimated.
Hearing that she could handle this person, Wade's glasses slipped down his nose, and he quickly straightened them up: "Is Third Aunt sure she can handle this person?"
Not only is she an expert marksman with perfect accuracy, but she can also withstand attacks from an impenetrable shield.
That's hard qigong; even Western boxers might not be able to beat it. Are you sure she can?
Song Yuanchao looked at his fist, and although he didn't believe it, he remained silent.
The Taiwanese boy finally understood what was going on. Upon hearing the words "Golden Bell Cover," he shrank back.
He's good at cleaning, but not so good at fighting.
As for the methods Chen Rou used to beat people, he was only fit to follow behind her and clean up.
Liang Lisheng sat next to Nie Zhao. He thought Chen Rou's method was still heavy firepower. He had the channels and legal means to solve the problem, so he craned his neck and leaned over to say, "Let's find two Barrett rifles and blast him. I don't believe we can't blow his skull off."
He then said to Chen Rou, "If you don't want to take any risks, just take him to international waters and fire a Gatling gun at him!"
No matter how good your martial arts are, it's still just individual combat. A mortal body can't withstand bullets. It's just that Gui Tou Rong was indeed highly skilled in martial arts, and since gang fights always have to follow certain social laws, no one actually took out a heavy machine gun and started shooting at him.
But he had misunderstood; Chen Rou really didn't intend to use a heavy machine gun.
She said, "Uncle Liang, let's get an AK, a lightweight one."
Liang Lisheng and Chen Rou were sitting on either side of Nie Zhao. The old man pushed Nie Zhao's chair away and said, "If you want to snipe, you can use a Barrett. Xiang Tiange just died, and Gui Tou Rong's vigilance is exceptionally strong."
"Just give me a light AK," Chen Rou said, then explained, "I should know where his Achilles' heel is."
This time, it wasn't just Wade and a few other Taiwanese guys; Leung Lee-sang's mouth was agape in a huge "O".
As the saying goes, "Strike the snake at its seven-inch mark." Even those who practice snake-style Wing Chun combined with hard qigong are invulnerable to knives and spears, but they still have a seven-inch mark.
As for where exactly the seven-inch mark is, no one but the person practicing the skill knows.
Knowing that he would be dead.
Liang Lisheng now has a mysterious confidence in the little girl he and Nie Rong raised. Without asking any questions, he said after a match, "Just practice. Let me know if you need anything. Even if you need a Gatling gun, I'll send it to you right away."
Gui Tou Rong was blocking the way, but the matter was resolved in a few words, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
However, Liang Lisheng still had a furrowed brow and sighed.
Chen Rou noticed that he seemed preoccupied, so she asked, "Uncle Liang, is there something else on your mind?"
Nie Zhao was pushed aside by the old man and tried to move his stool over, but Liang Lisheng stopped him and said, "Police station building!"
The incident they are discussing will begin on Saturday. Wade even consulted with an international security team, who concluded that even if they enter the police station building, Nie Zhao can escape unscathed.
None of these people are bad, and they all consider things from Yu Zhengrong's perspective.
But no one expected that there would be a problem with the police station building.
Liang Lisheng said yes, but what could it be?
Seeing the old man sweating profusely, Song Yuanchao picked up a teacup and handed it to him, and even took his hat to fan him.
Although he disapproved of some of the old man's actions, he admired him greatly.
Liang Lisheng took a sip of tea and said, "The police not only have the opportunity to kill our boss, but it's also legal..."
Looking around at everyone, he banged on the table: "The gun went off accidentally!"
After a moment of silence, he said in a hoarse voice, "After my son Ah Zhen was hit by a car, a police officer in charge of the investigation suddenly died in the middle of the investigation. Do you know how he died? He was accidentally shot to death by a colleague's gun during a small-scale training exercise. I specifically checked the accidental death record book of the Hong Kong Police Department these past two days and found that three police officers have died from accidental gun discharges in the past five years!"
Everyone present, including Nie Zhao, was startled and their breath caught in their throats.
Unexpected yet reasonable.
Accidental discharge of a gun is an absurd yet legal means of killing.
After all, Leung Lee-sang had spent his entire life working at various docks and ports in Hong Kong and was very familiar with the Hong Kong police.
He rubbed his temples and looked at everyone again: "Those police officers who supposedly died from accidental gun discharges at the police station, maybe they were silenced by Inspector Yu because they refused to be his accomplices, right?"
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