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Cai Xiaoxing also didn't expect that this group of desperadoes would be so difficult to deal with.

Generally speaking, when gangsters encounter a "special mission company" descending from the sky, most of them will be captured without help.

After this group of desperadoes were knocked unconscious, not only did they not surrender, but they also cheered up and took out their guns to fight back.

If Wang Lei hadn't provided M-16 American body armor equipped with steel plates, they might really have capsized in the gutter.

Cai Xiaoxing, who originally planned to kill them all together, immediately changed his strategy:

"Kill them, leave no one behind!"

Those participating in the operation are all assault masters, and they are best at destroying enemies indoors and rescuing in space.

This group of desperadoes who lost their fighting ability were shot and died one after another.

After opening the secret door in the basement, the group was also surprised.

Piles of money were piled in the darkroom.

There was even a room with a huge stack of gold bars.

Cai Xiaoxing was the first to come to his senses:

"Kill the living ones first!"

Gunshots sounded again.

The group maintained their attacking formation and soon noticed the conspicuous office.

Immediately, Cai Xiaoxing patted the shield hand on the shoulder and signaled the shield hand walking in the front to be careful.

Just as they were about to reach the door, a burst of gunfire rang out.

"Sprayer!"

The wooden door was torn apart, and the shield-bearer who was hit by the impact took two steps back.

"Dry!"

The bullet almost hit Cai Xiaoxing's face, and he panicked: "Full firepower, kill them!"

People's fear often comes from insufficient firepower.

With Wang Lei's arms as a support, they don't need to be stingy with bullets and put themselves in danger.

With an order, countless bullets were fired into the office.

The 12mm bullets passed through the wall easily, turning the cement brick wall into a hornet's nest.

One-eyed dragon was shot several times and screamed despicable before he died.

Cai Xiaoxing did not dare to be careless at all. After confirming that there was no one alive in the office, he set his sights on the rows of safes.

Above are the account books and IOUs that the little boss ordered to bring back!

“One group used carts to transport the ledgers to the plane, while another group looted the battlefield.”

They can still maintain their due rationality in the face of money.

After loading gold bars and several large boxes of U.S. banknotes onto the plane, they decisively gave up some Hong Kong dollars.

Just when Cai Xiaoxing was about to burn down the entire underground bank, a call from his team members came over his radio:

"No. [-], we found a prisoner who was tied up in the basement!"

"What prisoner?"

Cai Xiaoxing's first reaction was to order to kill him, but he thought that the living being imprisoned here must not be a simple person, and he might be useful to the little boss.

Then he changed his words and said: "Be careful and take him away with you."

After a few minutes, the flames engulfed the entire building.

Fortunately, this group of people left the hilltop bare in order to broaden their horizons, otherwise it might have caused a forest fire.

A slaughterhouse on the outskirts of Kowloon.

Wang Lei has been waiting here for a long time.

On the surveillance camera, he watched the piles of gold being pushed into the warehouse, and he couldn't help but feel moved on his face.

There is more black gold in this underground bank than expected.

Cai Xiaoxing pushed the account books and IOUs into his office alone.

"Little boss, this time we seized at least 300 kilograms of gold, plus nearly 5000 million US dollars, with no casualties. We really made a profit!"

After hearing this, Wang Lei also nodded slightly. What he valued more was the pile of ledgers and IOUs.

According to his guess, these account books and IOUs were probably left by Lu Le and the four detectives.

Many officials and wealthy businessmen were involved.

In the hands of the one-eyed dragon, it is just a pile of useless waste paper, but in the hands of Wang Lei, it can be used well and make many allies.

"Little boss, I also brought a living person back, why don't you go and have a look."

"A living person?"

The charming Cai Xiaoxing recounted the scene of her first encounter with the prisoner.

"The other party seems to be very afraid of the imprisoned little old man. The anklets and handcuffs are obviously heavier. Most people's hands and feet will ulcerate within a few days, but this little old man has nothing but a thick callus."

Wang Lei heard the meaning of Le Cai Xiaoxing's words. The imprisoned old man was a dangerous person.

"Does he have real skills?"

The kung fu he refers to is not a fake performance technique, nor is it a miraculous qigong master, but a "killing technique"!

"Probably, but he must be starving, and now he is clamoring for pig's trotter rice."

Wang Lei was immediately interested. His bodyguard leader Liu Hu was an expert.

Once, in order to treat his sister's illness, Liu Hu worked at the dock carrying cement during the day and fought in life-and-death matches in San Francisco's underground fighting arena at night.

His Tiger Walking Fist combines the strengths of various schools, and every move will result in death or injury.

He soon gained a reputation as an undefeated tiger and opened the eyes of a group of foreigners.

It's a pity that he met a bad person and was robbed of his hard-earned money by a "broker" from his hometown.

Fortunately, he met Wang Lei who was urgently recruiting bodyguards. Although Liu Hu's sister was not rescued, Liu Hu was still grateful to Wang Lei.

"Boss, I want to try this move."

At this time, Liu Hu heard Cai Xiaoxing's description and was already eager to give it a try.

He hasn't met a decent opponent for a long time, and this little old man sounds like a master.

"Then let's go and see."

Wang Lei also wanted to see if the masters of the older generation really paged the gods as legendary.

After arriving at the warehouse, the nearly bald old man, with heavy shackles on his hands, frantically put the rice into his mouth.

Beside it were empty bowls piled high.

To be honest, the other person didn't look like a master at all, more like a hungry beggar.

Liu Hu's eyes narrowed and he whispered:

"He is a master. Those shackles weigh at least 50 kilograms. It is very difficult for ordinary people to lift them."

"The fists are hard and smooth, and the calluses are three times thicker than mine..."

"The other party is still an internal practitioner, his breathing is rhythmic, and mosquitoes are walking around him." Speaking of this, Liu Hu's eyes were full of surprise, "I didn't expect that there is such a master in this world!"

Just through observation, Liu Hu identified this little old man as an expert in ancient martial arts.

Wang Lei looked at the old man again and suddenly felt that he had the demeanor of the "Fire Cloud Evil God".

The bald old man seemed to have noticed Wang Lei's unusual aura. He put down the big bowl, clasped his hands and said:

"Thank you for the rescue. Old man, I still have something to deal with. I'll see you next time and repay the favor."

As he spoke, veins popped out on his face, and he struggled with his hands.

Could it be that the old man had to use brute force to break free of the bracelet?

But after a long time, the bracelet deformed slightly but remained motionless.

The old man made a joke, his expression became extremely exciting, and he defended himself:

"After being locked up for a long time, my skills are a bit rusty."

"Let me try again."

Wang Lei found it interesting in his heart and said to Cai Xiaoxing: "Unlock him."

Cai Xiaoxing took out his gun and shot, and the bracelet and anklet were disconnected amidst the two gunshots.

Looking at the broken chain, the old man couldn't help but sigh: "Times have indeed changed!"