Lantau Island, sea view villa.

In the garden, a group of people are enjoying barbecue food, which is so happy.

On a white plastic chair, an old man in his fifties sat there silently, watching a group of people eating, drinking, playing and making fun, with a full of kindness.

At this time, a young man in a gray suit walked in from outside the yard. His hair was short-shaved and he had a very popular flat head.

"Hey! Brother Lang, are you here? Eat the skewers of grilled squid! It's just grilled and it's hot."

Next to the barbecue grill, a very strong man greeted him kindly.

"No, wait a moment." Jiang Lang, known as Brother Lang, smiled and said hello in a sunny way, and kept walking straight towards the old man on the plastic chair.

"Alang, eat a pear." Before he finished speaking, a big pear flew over with a "swoosh!"

Before Jiang Lang could reach out to pick him up...

Who knows-

A fist immediately hit him.

Jiang Lang then turned his head to the left.

After arriving at him, another fist hit his abdomen.

Jiang Lang bent down and closed his abdomen, and quickly punched two punches.

The initiator immediately screamed and dodged away, laughing, "Alang, I didn't expect that you have seen me for so long, your skills have improved a lot. I'm no match for you soon."

"Brother Zhuo was joking, Alang, I am not your opponent." Jiang Lang was humble all the time.

"You kid can be a human being. Okay, you must have something to do with Uncle Hai, so I won't bother you." Brother Zhuo waved his hand and walked away alone.

Jiang Lang nodded politely, walked to the old man, and bowed respectfully: "Uncle Hai."

"Well," Uncle Hai responded with a smile. When he smiled, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and he could hardly see it. He pointed his hand at another chair next to him: "Sit down."

"Uncle Xie Hai." Jiang Lang thanked him and sat down on the chair.

Uncle Hai pushed the fruit plate at hand towards Jiang Lang, with mango, pineapple, and watermelon on it. "Alang, taste a few, I specially left it for you. If you don't eat it, all of them will be eaten up by those kids."

"Haha, you can eat and do things. If they do more, eat more. I'll forget it." Jiang Lang politely refused.

Uncle Hai smiled, "Alang, you suddenly came to find me. Has something happened?"

"You are also expected by Uncle Hai," Alang leaned forward, moved a little further towards Uncle Hai, and lowered his voice: "San brother and the others have something to do..."

"Little beard?" Uncle Hai frowned and asked quickly: "What's going on?"

Alang organized some language and said, "When the third brother and the others traded with Adao's group today, they were taken away by a note. Except for Adao who ran away, everyone was dead."

"How could this happen?!" Uncle Hai left the chair and stood up. The beard was planned by the group, and the arms transaction plan was planned by him. If he died, the group would suffer a heavy blow, which would be an immeasurable loss for the group.

"Is there any reason to find out? Could it be that A Dao and the others colluded with the help of us?" Uncle Hai asked based on his own guess.

"It's not very clear yet, but A Dao and the others also died. It's impossible for him to do it." Jiang Lang said confidently, "However, I have contacted Xiao Gao. What's the situation? I'll understand when he comes."

Xiao Gao is a famous marginal person in the Tao. He not only serves the police and charges the informant fees, but also serves the underworld and collects money for the members. He is a two-sided informant. As long as he is willing to pay, he can also find out about the situation of the messenger.

The words were finished...

"Hey, everyone is so elegant! Are you barbecuing?! Let me try it... Well! This grilled fairy beans are good... This bacon is too old... Wow, such a big skewer of grilled squid, hiss! The taste is great! Ashan, your barbecue technology has improved!"

A young man dressed in a fancy dress never stopped his mouth since he walked into the yard and touched things everywhere to eat.

"Huh?! There is a pear on the ground! It should be edible!"

The young man wiped the pears clean with his clothes, "Crack!" He took a big bite of the pear, and the juice was everywhere.

"Xiao Gao, don't just eat! Come here quickly and come here!" Uncle Hai waved upstairs with displeasure.

"Here you come!"

Xiao Gao responded in a speechless manner and walked over while eating pears.

"Xiao Gao, I'm going to trouble you again. I believe you have heard about Yunlai Teahouse this morning. We want to know..." Uncle Hai had not finished speaking...

Xiao Gao said with a "chi!", bit off a large mouthful of pear, chewing it with big mouthfuls, stretched out his right hand, twisted his thumb and index finger together, and rubbed it.

Uncle Hai understood and turned around and waved to the back, "Uncle Fu, bring my checkbook."

"Yes, lord." The housekeeper walked into the room and took a small notebook and a pen.

After Uncle Hai took it, he wrote a string of numbers casually, tore it off and handed it to Xiao Gao's hand.

Xiao Gao picked it up and looked, "Two hundred thousand?!"

My eyebrows were frowning together because I smiled, but it was more relaxed to help the underworld. The police only gave me 20,000 to 30,000, and sometimes I still owed them. It was really annoying to compare people.

"Uncle Hai, you are still happy enough! If you want to know, just ask." Xiao Gaoda swayed and put the check in his arms.

Uncle Hai gestured to Jiang Lang with a look.

Jiang Lang immediately asked, "Xiao Gao, how did our third brother die with a mustache?"

Xiao Gao smiled, "What are you talking about is the ghost guy with a beard? That guy was sinister by Ji Shaoqun's hypocrite, and everyone was killed."

"Ji Shaoqun?!" Uncle Hai frowned, his face gradually became colder, and he asked, "Xiao Gao, who is that Ji Shaoqun?"

Xiao Gao replied: "Ji Shaoqun is an executive of the Drug Investigation Department on the surface, but he is even more cruel than the underworld when dealing with drugs, laundering money, and eating black food."

After hearing this, Jiang Lang added, "A few days ago, my third brother said he had taken a line from the police to smuggle arms. It was probably at that time that Ji Shaoqun I met. I really didn't expect... this time he actually sold everyone."

"Ji! Shao! Qun!" Uncle Hai squeezed out a few words from his teeth word by word. He hated the most sinister and cunning villains in his life. Those who dared to betray friends would kill each other when they met.

"Xiao Gao, you go first, I will find you when you have something to do." Uncle Hai waved his hand and sent him away.

"Then I'll leave!" Xiao Gao bowed decently and left with a swagger. The money was too easy to make.

Uncle Hai turned his gaze to Jiang Lang, "Alang, I'll ask you to do something."

Jiang Lang smiled, "Uncle Hai, please give me instructions."

Uncle Hai squinted his eyes:

"Help me kill Ji Shaoqun!"
Chapter completed!