Ding Yao raised an eyebrow and asked, "Has Lei Gong's son returned?"
"He's back. He was assassinated by several assassins on the way. Many people say that you also sent these assassins."
What a bunch of useless trash, they can't even kill a college student.
Ding Yao cursed inwardly and said, "Ignore these rumors. We have a lot of territory now, and we must recruit more followers as soon as possible. Aden, go and spread a message that we are recruiting five thousand followers, with a monthly salary of two thousand Hong Kong dollars."
Arden frowned and said, "Sister Ding, isn't two thousand Hong Kong dollars too much? That's almost the price of a white-collar worker."
Ding Yao said, "After all, we are an outsider gang. If we don't spend a lot of money, who will join our Sanlian Gang?"
"Okay, I'll take care of it right away."
After Arden left, Ding Yao's expression became extremely grim.
These rumors were clearly spread by Lei Fuhong, with the aim of smearing her and forcing her to step down.
Fortunately, everyone who knew he had killed Lei Gong had gone down to sell salted duck eggs, so Lei Fuhong had no chance of finding any relevant evidence. Otherwise, he would have been in big trouble.
Ding Yao stood up and said softly, "It seems I need to go back to Taiwan and meet this young master of the Lei family."
That evening, Ding Yao left Hong Kong Island with her men.
On the other side, Lin Huai Le and his son stood in front of the villa, smiling as they said goodbye to their guests.
Today is his son's birthday, and Lin Huai Le decided to celebrate properly, so he invited many of his son's classmates to come and celebrate together.
After everyone left, Lin Huaiyue asked, "Son, are you happy?"
"I'm so happy. Dad, I want to celebrate my birthday like this again in the future."
"No problem. But it's getting late, and you have class tomorrow. Go take a shower now."
"Ugh, Dad, you're such a spoilsport."
Lin Huaiyue rubbed his son's head and said, "Be good, go quickly."
It must be said that Lin Huai Le is not only an outstanding leader of a community organization, but also a qualified father.
In the movie, Lam Wai-lok's son becomes extremely rebellious after witnessing his father kill Big D, and the father-son relationship becomes very bad.
Lin Huai Le also died at the hands of his most trusted subordinate because he was chasing after his son.
In reality, Lin Huai-le did not kill Big D while fishing, and coupled with his meticulous care for his son, the two had an excellent relationship.
At 2 a.m., Shen Dong arrived outside Lin Huai Le's villa.
Xiao Zhuang said, "Brother Dong, shall I go in with you?"
Shen Dong, dressed entirely in black, said, "I'm impersonating the gunman who killed Uncle Ben to kill Lin Huai Le. If you go in, wouldn't you expose yourself?"
Xiao Zhuang said, "But it's too dangerous. There are more than 30 bodyguards in Lin Huai Le's villa, and they are all carrying guns."
Shen Dong laughed and said, "That gunman was able to kill more than twenty armed bodyguards with just one gun. Do you think I'm any worse than him?"
Xiao Zhuang quickly said, "Brother Dong, that's not what I meant."
Shen Dong waved his hand and said, "I know that's not what you meant. Time me and see if I can handle Lin Huaile within five minutes."
Xiao Zhuang said, "Alright."
Shen Dong put on a mask, and a gun appeared in both his left and right hands at the same time. He said, "Start the timer."
As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed towards Lin Huai Le's villa.
The 50-meter distance was covered in less than six seconds, an astonishing speed.
"who?"
Who is it?
"There's an assassin."
Several bodyguards shouted when they saw Shen Dong, and each of them reached for the guns at their waists.
"Puff puff puff"
How could Shen Dong possibly give them the chance to use their guns?
His hands were incredibly nimble, his shooting speed was lightning fast, and his movements were as light as the wind. In less than fifteen seconds, he had blown the heads off all twelve bodyguards in the courtyard.
Each one was shot between the eyebrows, and their deaths were all exactly the same.
The gunshots alerted Lin Huai-le and his bodyguards.
Lin Huaiyue immediately rushed into her son's bedroom, picked him up, and said, "Son, no matter what happens, don't make a sound, okay?"
The little boy seemed to have experienced something similar before; he nodded and said, "I know."
Entering the study, Lin Huaiyue picked up the Kangxi Dictionary from the shelf and gently pulled it, revealing a secret room in the wall.
This was specially made by Lin Huai Le for his son.
After putting his son in the secret room, Lin Huai Le breathed a long sigh of relief.
He had nothing to fear as long as his son was safe.
Picking up a gun, Lin Huaiyue went downstairs to the living room.
Through the window, he saw a masked man in black moving nimbly through the incoming bullets, as if he were dancing.
At the same time, he kept firing his gun with both hands.
Every time a shot was fired, a bodyguard would be shot between the eyebrows and fall to the ground.
This is no longer just murder; it has elevated murder to an art form.
"puff"
As soon as a bodyguard with a submachine gun showed his face, Shen Dong pulled the trigger.
The bullet seemed to have eyes, embedding itself in the bodyguard's forehead.
That's terrifying!
With so many bodyguards and so many bullets, the enemy not only dodged with ease but also launched counterattacks while dodging, killing with every shot.
Lin Huai Le had never seen such a formidable assassin before, and he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
The battle ended quickly.
All the security guards were killed; none survived.
Shen Dong fired three shots at the floor-to-ceiling window on the first floor. The glass shattered, and Shen Dong strode inside.
"Bang bang bang"
Lin Huai Le bent his knees slightly, staring intently at Shen Dong, and kept pulling the trigger.
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