Han Zong: Starting from the Undercover New World

As Ding Qing raised his hand, Lin Wei noticed that he was wearing a good watch.

"How is it? We are a good watch for the boss, what is the name Qin?" Ding Qing's momentum disappeared instantly.

Lin Wei smiled: "Are you going to give it to Brother Zicheng?"

"Next piece, give him the next piece." Ding Qing's complexion changed, and he pulled down his sleeve, clutching his wrist preciously: "This is my trophy."

Lin Wei raised the corners of his mouth and did not speak.

Ding Qing rolled his eyes: "I told him it was a Rolex, and I will give it to him when there is a Rolex."

The two sat on the chair chatting, but Zhang Zhenyong, who was tied up, couldn't take it anymore, he gritted his teeth and said, "Ding Qing, what are you going to do?"

"Almost forgot." Ding Qing slapped his forehead: "President Zhang, can I bother you to do business with me?"

".What?" Zhang Zhenyong frowned.

"The local brothers really want those shops under your command."

Ding Qing grinned: "Do you need me to find a lawyer?"

Zhang Zhen trembled with courage: "You are fucking dreaming!"

"Hey old."

But Ding Qing shook his head, just waved his hand, asked his subordinates to bring the banknotes, looked at the two people in front of him, and then wrote vigorously.

Lin Wei watched him finish writing like a dog pawing, and only half guessed and half understood what he wrote.

IOU.

"Two billion is a bit much, isn't it?" Ding Qing suddenly stopped while writing the numbers and turned to look at Lin Wei.

Lin Wei nodded: "They are estimated to be worth a billion dollars."

In conversion of 2 billion, it is almost more than 11 million yuan, and this is 2002.

"That's one billion." Ding Qing was good at it, and after finishing writing, he pretended to blow the paper and wrote another copy that was exactly the same, then picked it up, and walked to Zhang Zhenyong.

Zhang Zhenyong's face was ferocious, but he was a little pale—the bullet hole in his left arm had never been bandaged: "I can leave after I sign the contract?"

"How can it be?" Ding Qing laughed: "It's to make your family members pay, don't be so wronged, please."

Zhang Zhenyong's face changed again and again: "Don't fucking touch my family!"

"It depends on whether you are worthy or not, please." Ding Qing handed the pen to Zhang Zhenyong with a smile.

But Zhang Zhenyong struggled for a long time, and finally lowered his head: "I will sign, I will sign, house, car, shop, whatever you want, just leave some living money for my family, please."

Ding Qing's expression was very indifferent.

"Ding Qing, if you let me go, I will abdicate peacefully, and I will give you the seat. You don't have to pay anything, okay?"

Jackie Chan suddenly made a sound.

Ding Qing laughed again.

"I have already paid for being the boss, and now is the time for me to reap."

The warehouse door was suddenly pushed open.

Li Zicheng walked slowly from the door, walked up to Ding Qing, nodded to Lin Wei first, and then whispered something in his ear.

After a while, Ding Qing let out an uncontrollable low laugh.

"Is the bucket ready?"

"yes, Sir."

"OK."

Ding Qing rolled up his cuffs, looked at Jackie Chan with a ferocious smile, and said, "Boss Cheng, you are also part of my harvest!"

He raised the iron rod and walked towards Jackie Chan little by little.

"no no!"

Lin Wei shook his head and glanced at Li Zicheng——his face was a little tired, but there was still a look of relief that Lin Wei could only understand.

"Come on, go out and smoke a cigarette."

Li Zicheng suggested.

Lin Wei nodded and went out with him, leaving the screams behind.

The two stood at the door of the warehouse, only then did Lin Wei see that the body in the van had disappeared—in its place, several metal buckets were being pushed into the warehouse, and several people were mixing cement.

If there is no accident, there will be many metal oil drums filled with cement in the port of Incheon tonight, which will sink to the bottom of the sea forever.

Lin Wei and Li Zicheng each had a cigarette in their mouths, and stood in front of the warehouse, puffing.

A few minutes later, Lin Wei suddenly spoke.

"Brother Zicheng, what are you waiting for?"

Li Zicheng, who had been a little anxious all the time and thought he was looking at the distance secretly, froze, then smiled and relaxed, "Who are you waiting for?"

I didn't say you were waiting for someone.

Lin Wei smiled and let out a puff of smoke: "I think you can't wait to leave now, do you have a date tonight?"

"No, I didn't get a date." Li Zicheng shook his head, but Lin Wei was able to find that his hand was tightly clenched for a moment and then relaxed under his preconceived opinion.

"Shall we go drinking together that night? Shall I introduce my girlfriend to you?" Lin Wei suggested naturally.

"So fast? Did you hook up yesterday?" Li Zicheng smiled naturally.

Lin Wei hummed, his expression a little emotional: "I don't know how long it will last."

"Ah, you kid, don't be so playful!" Li Zicheng said complainingly.

Lin Wei smiled: "For people like us, it's irresponsible to find a long-term stable partner, right?"

"Absurd." Li Zicheng disagreed.

Lin Wei curled his lips: "It's just right not to go, I'm busy with business at night, so you and Brother Ding Qing can watch a movie together."

Li Zicheng laughed, punched him on the shoulder, and didn't answer.

The two looked at the gradually dark night.

on the road in the distance.

It is always dark.

Li Zicheng's eyes changed from anticipation to bewilderment, and finally only restlessness remained. He shook his legs, looked left and right for a long time, and finally said out of composure: "I'll make a phone call."

Lin Wei is very understanding.

"I lend you that car." Lin Wei pointed to Zhang Zhenyong's future car.

Li Zicheng didn't refuse, just got in, drove a little farther, and closed all the windows and doors.

Lin Wei just took out another cigarette.

Section Chief Jiang will not come.

But after thinking about it, he still took out his phone and sent a message.

"Warehouse No. 11 of Incheon Port, Ding Qing is killing people, trying to destroy the corpses and wipe out the traces. The evidence is convincing, and the stolen goods have been recovered. Come quickly, don't reply!"

Lin Wei still deleted the text message immediately.

He knew that the current Section Chief Jiang would definitely not be able to reply to the letter, so he told him not to reply, so as not to cause trouble for himself later.

As for why I knew he couldn't reply.

Look at the Li Zicheng who is still in the car and has not come out.

Lin Wei raised his head and exhaled a puff of smoke towards the starry sky.

"It's comfortable."

Suddenly there was a sound behind him.

The warehouse door was slowly pushed open, and Ding Qing, whose face was stained with blood, stretched and walked out of the door.

"Congratulations, brother." Lin Wei smiled and turned to look at him.

"Happy, happy, where is Zicheng?" Ding Qing looked left and right.

"There's a phone in my car."

Lin Wei didn't say whether he made the call or he answered the call, and Ding Qing obviously didn't care about it, just smiled and put his arms around his shoulders: "You and Zicheng have done a great job tonight, wait until tomorrow, and let's take care of it." You can't sleep with happiness."

"Then I'm looking forward to it." Lin Wei agreed with a smile, while Ding Qing hugged him and skipped to Li Zicheng.

When they got to the side of the car, Ding Qing shouted loudly: "Zi Cheng! Zi Cheng!"

Li Zicheng finished his phone calls a long time ago, but he didn't come out. After hearing the voice and rolling down the car window, Lin Wei saw his somewhat forced smile.

"What's wrong?" Ding Qing frowned.

Li Zicheng just covered his waist, Ding Qing saw the blood on his waist: "Xi Ba, what are you thinking if you are injured and not going to the hospital! Hurry up, Lin Wei, take him to the hospital!"

Lin Wei nodded immediately, and opened the driver's door: "Brother Zicheng, sit in the back."

"It's okay, I just bleed a little bit and feel dizzy, but it's not bleeding anymore, really." Li Zicheng even showed it to Ding Qing.

Ding Qing took a look at his clothes nervously, and found that it was not serious, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and slapped him on the shoulder: "You scared me to death, Xiba!"

"It's okay, brother." Li Zicheng's smile became natural, he looked at Ding Qing, and said in a low voice: "I'm just a little tired."

"Then rest early! Starting tomorrow, we will only have good days!" Ding Qing smiled vigorously, patted the roof of the car, and turned to look at Lin Wei: "Is this Zhang Zhenyong's car?"

"Yeah." Lin Wei nodded.

"I'll send you off! I'll do what I said!" After Ding Qing finished speaking, he said with a smile: "If you want a new car, you can earn your own money to change it - trust me, it won't take long."

Lin Wei smiled and said, "Just let me rent a house first."

"Xiba, you brat." Ding Qing patted him on the back hard without words: "Take Zicheng and get out, tomorrow morning, no, tomorrow night, go to Princess Jin KTV."

"Yes, brother." Lin Wei agreed.

Ding Qing gave some advice to Li Zicheng, then turned around and got into a car to leave.

Lin Wei didn't see Jackie Chan, but he saw Zhang Zhenyong being pushed out and stuffed into the back seat of the car.

Good thing it's not the trunk.

But will you go in in the end?

Who knows.

"Brother, let me drive, you are so tired that you feel dizzy." Lin Wei said tactfully.

Li Zicheng didn't insist, but got out of the car and sat in the back seat.

Lin Wei got into the driver's seat, started the car, walked out, and saw the big head who was still standing beside the van: "Big head, clean up, go and take Cui Yonghao and our people back."

"Yes, brother, go slowly!" Da Tou agreed loudly.

Lin Wei gradually accelerated the speed of the car.

Li Zicheng sat in the back seat, just looking out the window blankly.

And Lin Wei didn't say anything.

This is Li Zicheng's second attempt to return to the police force.

In the first three years, he followed Ding Qing from a gangster who personally hacked people, and became the mainstay of the North Gate School all the way.

Section Chief Jiang didn't close the net.

And this year is his fifth year undercover - Ding Qing has solved Jackie Chan and is about to become the head of the North Gate School.

Section Chief Jiang still didn't close the net.

Three years later and three years later, Li Zicheng was about to collapse, and he wanted to go back.

Lin Wei pulled down the car window, and the night breeze slid across his cheeks slightly coldly, humming a ditty in a happy mood.

The difference between him and Li Zicheng is that he never had any expectations of Section Chief Jiang.

The world is never black and white.

Lin Wei looked into the distance, the headlights of the car in the dark night tore through the boundless darkness.

Therefore, what he wants to be is a delicate ash.

The two undercover agents drove in the dark night in silence.

Fortunately, he made his choice early on.

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