Outside a tomb-house building in Tsim Sha Tsui, there were few pedestrians on the streets under the rain. Fellow Dao Ming glanced at the sky that had already entered the night sky, and ran to the entrance of the corridor with a few bags of takeout.

While running, a passerby who came out from somewhere came out gently hit him and almost knocked fellow Taoist Ming away and stabilized himself again. Fellow Daoist Ming scolded, "It's a pounce, you can't walk with your eyes!"

Passersby smiled and said sorry, and left.

"Ding, signing in with fellow Daoist Ming is successful, rewarding skills for one hour is bad luck, and the host can receive them at any time."

Although Daoist Ming, a fan boy, had a bad attitude, the rewards he signed in surprised Dr. Zhao.

One hour of bad luck?

When the skill is activated, he can use it at will to any target. From that moment on the opponent's skill, it will last for an hour. The lightest may be that drinking water will block the gap between the teeth, falling for no reason when walking, and heavy, it will be a bad luck, and blood will continue to shine.

This is a jackpot!

He said that last time he saw this guy following Dilu transporting fans, he felt a little familiar. This time it was a rainy day, and he was idle, giving drug lord Zhang Hongwei some fun. But he didn't expect that he wanted to communicate with Han Chen, but he remembered that he didn't have Han Chen's phone number.

Not only did Han Chen's phone call, he didn't have Ni Kun or Ni Yongxiao phone call.

Then come out and take a look? Anyway, I learned where Han Chen’s nest was last time.

Of course, Dr. Zhao not only put on makeup on his face, but also wore a mask, and his height was changed from more than 1.8 meters to 1.7 meters. It was just ordinary.

With huge appearance differences, even if he sends some materials to Daoyou Ming, he won't be worried about being discovered.

You should know that he teased Xiaosha and Scar. He passed by Southeast Middle School and met Teacher Wen, Zhu Wanfang, Guo Xiaozhen. Those guys all contributed HK$100.

That day, it was just signing in, and all of them were signed in for thousands of yuan!

Including Uncle Feng’s daughter Azhi, she also has a face value of 100 yuan.

Who would have thought that the ordinary fellow Taoist Ming would reveal such a good thing? It's super profitable.

Zhao Xueyan quickly fled and wanted to go to Zhang Hongwei to give it a try.

Such cruel scientific experiments will definitely make ordinary people feel uneasy, and for drug lords? That is the pleasure of being a hero.

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In the tenement building, 316.

Fellow Dao Ming looked at a bad boy and carefully opened the door. He also suppressed his breathing and walked in. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Han Chen blushing and staring at Dilu without blinking.

Dilu, all embarrassed, had nowhere to rest.

It’s not okay to be embarrassed, I’m just holding on.

Fellow Daoist Ming carefully leaned over and put a bunch of takeout on the table. Han Chen looked at him expressionlessly, staring at him, motionless, and stiffened for dozens of seconds. Fellow Daoist Ming suddenly smiled and said, "Brother Chen, are you drying your eyes?"

Han Chen, “??”

Han Chen suddenly laughed, "Amin, why did you say such nonsensical words?"

Fellow Daoist Ming bent his waist deeper, and his smile became more flattering, "No, Brother Chen, look, these days, you often stare at people without blinking for more than ten minutes, so how can you do your eyes?"

"You have dark circles."

Han Chen, “??”

Is this a matter of dark circles? Who invited the funny guy?

It was the first time Uncle Kun handed him the task. The goods of two or three million were gone without realizing it. If Uncle Kun hadn't been willing to give him a chance...

He may have buried his corpse in the wilderness or reclaimed the sea.

That is Uncle Kun, the largest dealer in Hong Kong.

Not only Hong Kong Island, but also Hong Kong and Macau, where is the fan market without Uncle Kun’s goods? How many fellow Taoists rely on Uncle Kun’s goods to extend their lives?

How many families are destroyed and their wives and children are separated, all of which are made by Uncle Kun?

His smile was slightly stiff, and Han Chen took out his pocket.

My fellow Taoist Ming took out a box of eye drops from his pocket in a treasure-giving style, "Brother Chen, I bought it before I bought the meal. The doctor said it is effective in moisturizing the eyes and protecting the eyes."

Han Chen was using his pocket to touch the cigarette, but at this moment, he wanted to turn the cigarette box in his hand into a gun.

"Amin, how long have you been with me?"

Fellow Dao Ming gave him eye drops, "It's almost a year now. We are in Taixing Village, Tuen Mun, the Royal Palace Restaurant. I was stabbed more than a dozen times."

After being stabbed by a normal person for more than ten times, I don’t know how long it will take to heal. However, fellow Taoist Ming found that he was a little divine and his wounds recovered much faster than normal people.

Han Chen glanced at him weakly, reached out to grab the eye drops, but when he grabbed it, he frowned and said, "What is this?"

There is also a note under the eye drops.

When Han Chen opened the paper while asking questions, he was shocked at first sight. There was a word on the paper, "Uncle Kun's goods were dropped by Zhang Hongwei of Dongyuan Group."

Dongyuan Group?

Can you not be familiar with it? Even if he was not familiar with it before, since he followed Uncle Kun, he knew that Wang Dongyuan was one of Uncle Kun’s biggest competitors, and the one who got goods from South America had a strong relationship.

He was sure that the 90% chance of the goods being 90% was Dilu, and Dao Ming and others were thrown away on the way back, but I don’t know who did it.

"Where did this thing come from?"

The words on this piece of paper were printed by a printer, so don't think about distinguishing the words.

When Han Chen was surprised and angrily grabbed Daoist Ming's collar, Daoist Ming saw the words clearly and became stupid, "Ah?"

How could he have this thing on his body, or would he put it together with eye drops?

"No, Brother Chen, I don't know, this thing... I've never seen it before."

Han Chen didn't say a word, but stared at fellow Taoist Ming.

A few minutes later, fellow Taoist Ming smiled, "Brother Chen, it's not good for his eyes."

Han Chen, “???”

How could I take such a funny little guy back then? Even if Shaqiang is a fool, he is much better than this funny guy.

Where is my gun?

The next moment, Han Chen pushed all the takeaway off the table with his backhand, "Search the guy, do it. If it is really Zhang Hongwei, I will definitely do it for his whole family!"

"He dares to swallow my goods even if he fails? Fortunately, Uncle Kun is so arrogant..."

He felt that in the past few days, he might be shot by an unknown gunman at any time. Although Uncle Kun said he was giving him a chance, he always felt a chill in his forehead.

The things on this piece of paper may not be real, but look, check it out, it is always a chance.

So far, he has lost a batch of goods, and not much knows about it. Even Gandhi and the niggers don’t know. Who can outsiders know about this?

Besides, South American goods are often different in purity than Thai goods.

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Yan Wenli Shidao.

When Zhao Xueyan returned from taxi, he was accidentally discovered that the police were blocking the road and checking the car.

Among the cars waiting to be investigated, there was a Rolls-Royce.

"No, no? I haven't used my bad luck skill yet, so Zhang Hongwei is so unlucky?"

Before he left, he had already stuffed Han Chen's goods into the Rolls-Royce trunk. The police checked the car and saw Zhang Hongwei sitting in the back seat with a calm look on his face. Is there nothing in the car?

If he had brought something this time, he would definitely not be so calm.

"This guy is so unlucky enough to make me go for nothing. No, how can I go for nothing? The reward for signing in with fellow Taoist Ming is worth a trip!"

The police were so calm when they checked the car, and when the batch of goods were found, it became funny.

Not only the police can get him in and get him in, Han Chen knows... the purity and quantity of the goods are correct.
Chapter completed!