Chapter 489

January 13, 1993, the 21st day of the 12th lunar month, Wednesday!

Just today, after 24 years of negotiations, the Convention on the Prohibition of Chemical Weapons signing conference was held at the UNESCO headquarters in Paris. Representatives from more than 120 countries around the world attended the meeting and signed the convention.

It was also on this day that two Hiace vans drove out of the Kowloon Walled City, and ten minutes later, the two vans went their separate ways.

Outside the mall opposite the Hang Seng Bank headquarters, a young couple sat on the steps, holding a Walkman, with headphones in their ears.

The man casually took a bottle of Coke from his bag, opened it, and handed it to the girl.

The girl smiled slightly, took it and took a sip, and then he saw a white Hiace van stop at the bank entrance, speaking into the headset.

"Attention all groups, suspicious vehicle appeared."

The man looked opposite. After two or three minutes, the van door opened, and people got off.

Two had AKs in their hands, three had Black Stars, all wearing masks.

"Attention, robbers appeared!" The man said into the headset.

The girl got up, took out a gun from behind her waist, and was about to run over, but was grabbed by the man.

"What are you doing?"

The girl said: "Go over and help!"

The man said helplessly: "Don't need you, stay honestly."

"Da-da-da..."

A robber arrogantly fired a burst into the sky, scaring passersby to scream and flee in all directions.

"Hahaha..." This guy walked into the bank swaggeringly, then aimed at the ceiling and pulled the trigger again.

"Da-da... da-da-da..."

"Robbery, everyone squat down for me, damn it."

"Bang bang bang..."

Another guy raised the Black Star in his hand and pulled the trigger.

"We only want money. Those who want their lives, listen obediently and all squat down."

As soon as his words fell, the main door behind them fell down with a clatter, and then a scene that made them terrified happened.

I saw dozens of men and women handling business in the hall all stood up, and each of them held a gun, pointing at them.

Immediately after, a team of fully armed special police ran out. The three words "Flying Tigers" on their armbands made their eyes jump wildly.

"Bi... big big big brother, what... what should we do now?" A guy holding an AK kept shaking, unable to speak clearly.

"Clatter!"

Big Brother threw the gun very readily, then raised his hands high: "What else can we do, damn it? If you don't want to die, throw the guns."

Then the other four guys all threw their guns and raised their hands.

Another guy said: "Big Brother, it seems we have been betrayed."

Big Brother said: "It's not seems, it's definitely betrayed."

"Damn it!" This guy roared, "Who, who the hell betrayed us? I'll cut off his head and use it as a night pot."

"Sigh!" Big Brother let out a long sigh, "The expedition has not yet succeeded, and the hero has died, making heroes shed tears."

A middle-aged man walked over, raised his hand, and pulled the mask off his head.

"You, a hero? Calling you a coward, I feel like I'm praising you." After saying this, he waved his hand, "Take them away."

Peninsula Hotel, Room 8020, Zhou Andong had a cigarette in his mouth, standing by the window looking at the Crown Hotel opposite.

Beside him stood a woman, about thirty years old, with capable short hair. Although she was only wearing ordinary jeans and no makeup.

But she exuded a mature and charming charm all over her body. Her every move could provoke a surge of hormones in a man.

"Mr. Zhou!" The woman said softly: "You really don't need to take risks, stay here."

Zhou Andong smiled, and like magic, a Black Star suddenly appeared in his hand.

The woman was startled: "Where did you get this gun?"

Zhou Andong threw the gun to the woman, "From the guy I bought off. You wouldn't think he would honestly sell me the news, right?"

The woman pulled out the magazine to look, then loaded it with a click, hesitated, and returned the gun to Zhou Andong.

"You take it for self-defense first, and hand it over after the operation is over."

Zhou Andong asked surprisingly: "Is it not illegal?"

The woman smiled slightly, "Illegal or not, I have the final say."

Zhou Andong smiled: "I heard that Officer Wen is the most beautiful and capable 'Overlord Flower' in the Hong Kong police force."

Wen Kexin shook her head slightly: "It's all their nonsense. There are many policewomen more beautiful and capable than me."

Just at this moment, Wen Kexin's headset rang.

"Team Wen, the robbers have appeared, they have entered the hotel."

"Received!" Wen Kexin said, "Group 1, Group 2 attention, the robbers have appeared."

Zhou Andong said: "There are only four of them, one was bought off by me, they definitely won't come up, you are too nervous."

Wen Kexin said: "They have guns in their hands. This is a hotel. Although this floor has been cleared, there are too many uncontrollable factors. No one can guarantee that accidents won't happen."

Zhou Andong took a final puff of the cigarette, then pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray: "What you said makes sense. Even when a lion fights a rabbit, it must go all out."

Wen Kexin turned and walked out: "Let's go!"

Zhang Xingfei seemed to have taken drugs, his body kept shaking slightly with excitement, and he felt light when walking.

He was followed by two people, one was the man outside Taiping Restaurant that day, and the other was the young man who had been watching downstairs.

The three entered the elevator. Zhang Xingfei took out a gun from his bosom, turned off the safety, and then looked at the young man.

"They haven't come out the whole time?"

The young man nodded: "No, those three came back last night and haven't come out again."

Zhang Xingfei sneered: "As long as they are there, it's fine."

"Ding!"

The elevator stopped on the sixth floor. Zhang Xingfei hurriedly put the gun into his bosom.

The elevator door opened slowly. A cleaner pushed a cleaning cart into the elevator, then closed the door.

The three were stunned, not expecting this cleaner to go to the eighth floor too.

"Ding!"

The elevator stopped on the eighth floor. The cleaner pushed the cart out of the elevator, and the three followed behind the cleaner and walked out.

Suddenly, the cleaner grabbed a towel, turned around, covered the man's head, and kicked him hard in the stomach.

"Bang!"

A dull sound of flesh collision sounded. The man let out a miserable howl and fell to the ground.

The incident happened too suddenly. Before Zhang Xingfei and the young man could react, they suddenly saw more than twenty people rushing out from both sides, and more than twenty pitch-black gun muzzles were pointing at their heads.

The two were stunned, and then were searched for guns by two police officers.

Zhou Andong sighed and took out the gun, handing it to Wen Kexin: "I won't be able to use this, I'd better give it to you."

Wen Kexin smiled and put the gun away: "Close the team!"

"Wait!" Zhou Andong pushed the people in front and walked over.

"Zhou Andong!" Seeing Zhou Andong, Zhang Xingfei roared, his eyes turned red instantly, and he pounced with claws and teeth.