Tsuen Wan District.

The black car passed through the streets and slowly stopped on a remote section of the road.

The bald man with a cold face opened the car door and took out a satellite phone from the trunk of the vehicle that looked like a big brother to the Hong Kong Islander, but was slightly different.

Soon, a voice rang out from the other end of the phone: "47, my child, what's wrong with you?"

"Father, the task given to me by Li Hong failed."

The bald man with a cold face had a low voice. Although he was shouting "father", he could hardly hear any intimate tone, as cold as a stranger.

"Failed? Is it an enemy who assassinated him?" The slightly old voice on the other end of the phone seemed a little surprised.

"If I need to act again, I need more time and more careful planning. I have fought with him, but the target is not an ordinary person."

The bald man with a cold face continued to sound without any turmoil or emotion.

The other end of the phone seemed to be silent for a while, and the next moment, the old voice continued to sound: "No need, I just wanted to solve a problem for him, but now... if you solve Li Hong, come back."

Satellite phone hangs up.

The bald man with a cold face casually put the satellite phone back into the trunk, and then took out a suitcase from the trunk.

The suitcase was opened, a new Bereta pistol, a matching magazine, two knives, and a small bundle of black ropes, arranged neatly.

The bald man with a cold face changed into a new gun, loaded the magazine and knife, stuffed the black rope into his arms, then closed the trunk, walked to the driver's seat and continued driving.

Shortly after the black car left, a speeding motorcycle arrived around the corner in the distance.

It is about one kilometer apart and falls far behind.

With the speed of the vehicle and the various turns passing through, there are many vehicles on the road, but the motorcycle has not been thrown away and has kept a certain distance close.

Elephant Trunk Hill Road, Tuen Mun Highway, Tai Lam Tunnel, Yuen Long Highway, Hong Tin Road... The black car passed through the roads all the way. After entering Yuen Long District, it gradually came to a small fishing village near the west coast.

The vehicle stopped in front of a two-story building, and a cold-faced man got out of the car.

The Rottweiler, with a shiny fur, poked his head out from the corner of the wall again, but when he saw the bald man with a cold face, he whined and shivered.

It seemed as if I saw this cold-faced man, it was like I saw a natural enemy.

The door opened and the cold-faced man walked straight into the door.

It still has an extremely ordinary decoration style, and looks like an ordinary fisherman's living room.

"My son, you're back!"

It seemed that someone had heard the door open. A middle-aged man, who had a blurry age, walked out of the kitchen inside, holding a fruit salad and a plate of extremely ordinary cod fried rice.

"Every time I see you, I feel like I am when I was young."

Li Hong put the salad and cod fried rice in his hand on the dining table, looked at the bald man standing at the door, and greeted him gently.

The cold-faced man slowly walked in from outside the door. Under the slightly dim light, the appearance of the two people was completely revealed. Although their temperaments looked completely different and their skin colors were somewhat different, the outline of their faces was slightly similar.

"What should I call you, my son, or according to Oakmeyer's name, forty-seven?"

Li Hong looked at the bald man standing quietly in the middle of the living room, with a smile on his face, walked to the wine cabinet, and asked again, "What do you want to drink? I have the best red wine, white wine and whiskey here."

"No."

The bald man with a cold face walked into the house and spoke for the first time. His slightly deep eyes looked at Li Hong, who looked very blurred in his age, "I haven't completed your entrustment."

"Isn't it done?" Li Hong seemed a little surprised, but then smiled, "It doesn't matter. After all, you haven't left the training camp. Although you have received various training from Oakmeyer for you, you still lack sufficient experience in facing those people. I believe that you will definitely be able to do it next time. I have always hoped that you can stay and help me. In Hong Kong Island, I have such a huge underground industry, but I have no heirs, you are the most suitable..."

“No next time.”

The bald man with a cold face was holding the Bereta pistol in his hand, and the muzzle was aimed at the middle-aged man who was also considered blood-related to him in a sense.

"Forty-seven, what do you... want to do?" Li Hong, who was holding a bottle of red wine in his hand, was startled by the sudden change, and his face became panicked for the first time, "I... I am one of your fathers."

Bang--

A gunshot.

Forty-seven suddenly lowered his body and rushed out towards the door of the cottage with a flexible body.

The barking of the Rottweiler sounded.

Li Hong in the room also shrank his head suddenly, his eyes first looked at a bottle of red wine broken by bullets in the wine cabinet, and then looked at the window, where the glass of the window was shattered.

The shot just now was not forty-seven, but came from outside the hut.

Li Hong immediately reached out and took out a pistol from under the wine cabinet. He first pointed in the direction where Forty Seven was, but Forty Seven had disappeared at the door at some point.

A burst of gunfire sounded outside the hut again.

After the gunshots, there was a fierce fighting sound.

The Rottweiler seemed to be frightened, jumped in from outside and hurried to Li Hong's side.

Li Hong held up his pistol, but he didn't move, but just stared out of the cottage with a vigilant look.

But although his hand was holding a gun, it trembled slightly uncontrollably. It was not that he was afraid. After all, he participated in the war when he was young, but only at this time did he seem like an old man.

His appearance that looked excellent and almost blurred his age, but could not suppress the erosion of time on his brain, making him unstable even when he lifted his gun.

I don't know how long it took, but a slightly heavy footstep sounded.

"Who are you? What's wrong with you forty-seven?"

Li Hong looked at the person walking in from outside the door and subconsciously took a step back.

He was called the "son" codenamed 47, and was carried on his shoulder by a strange young man, playing with the Beletta pistol in his hand with one hand, and walked in with a simplicity.

Although Forty-seven had drawn his gun to kill him the moment ago, he undoubtedly had more doubts in his heart when facing this strange visitor.

“Woo woo…”

Beside Li Hong, the Rottweiler, who had always been extremely ferocious, even clamped his tail and his head, whimpering and moaning.

"Is his name forty-seven?"

Yang Chu threw the bald man on his shoulder to the ground, and ignored Li Hong's gun pointing at him, and asked with a bright smile, "I want to know how you transformed it, well, such a superhuman, such as Forty-seven."

At the Kowloon City Ferry Terminal, although Forty Qi drove away immediately, Yang Chu stopped a motorcycle on the side of the road and quickly caught up.

However, he did not catch up with the other party directly along the way, but instead kept a distance and hung in the distance, with the purpose of finding the person behind Forty-seven.

He had run away before an agent who seemed to have surpassed the limits of human beings. He could not miss this transformed man who sniped his sniper no matter what.

"You are that...that...that person."

After Li Hong looked at Yang Chu carefully, he thought of the various information he had obtained and suddenly recognized Yang Chu's identity.

"You know me? That's simple."

It was not surprising that Yang Chu saw Li Hong know him. After all, the other party sent such an extraordinary human to assassinate him. "Now, tell me, how did you transform it, um, this forty-seven... well, it's not right..."

Yang Chu looked at Li Hong who was holding a gun and suddenly turned his head slightly, "You...you...your body seems to be...what is wrong, your age, your physical functions seem to be...not matched..."

Li Hong's whole body instantly burst into sweat, and an indescribable sense of fear lingered in his heart.

He could not describe that sense of fear, as if it came from the bottom of his heart. It was ten times stronger than the first time he was chased and the first time he went to the battlefield to see the roar of artillery fire, which was ten times stronger or a hundred times stronger.

Fortunately, the decades of high positions made him barely restrain this fear, but his voice trembled, "I... I said, will you let me go? You killed my son and slaughtered my subordinates of the Triad Association, and you sent someone to seek revenge on you?"

“I don’t care.”

Yang Chu looked indifferent and expressionless, just staring at Li Hong's body up and down, "Now, give me the answer I want."

“I have received an organ transplant.”

Li Hong hesitated for a moment and said, he didn't know if Yang Chu's words were trustworthy, but at this time he knew that he had no choice.

The older a person is, the more afraid of death, especially when he is in power, money is numerous, and his body is full of energy.

As for shooting, he had no idea at all.

He studied Yang Chu's information and knew how terrifying the existence in front of him was. Even the "son" codenamed Forty-seven who he had high hopes was knocked unconscious and threw it on the ground.

“It’s not the kind of organ transplant you thought.”

Since Li Hong has already spoken, he will no longer hide it. "My lungs, kidneys, liver, stomach and intestines have all been transplanted. They are not used for organs cloned by my own body. I also regularly replace and inject blood and spinal cord cloned by my own body."

"clone?"

Yang Chu's eyes became brighter and brighter. He stepped forward to Li Hong and grabbed the other party's pistol.

He raised his hand to pull Li Hong's shirt apart, observed carefully, and his fingers touched Li Hong's body, and suddenly raised his head and asked, "Has the heart changed?"

"It's not too late."

Li Hong said helplessly with a wry smile on his face. At this moment, he suddenly felt like he was back to old age.
Chapter completed!