Chapter 767

Picture backtracking.

Ten minutes ago.

Wearing a bat mask and a black action suit, Xu Xi turned into a night killer - "black man".

He saw a rope hanging from his back and his arms open like a bat“ With the sound of "Shua", he dropped directly from the elevator shaft on the roof and hung steadily in front of the elevator car door on the 15th floor.

Then he opened the emergency device of the elevator car by hand to make the elevator door open automatically.

"Patta." Release the latch and turn over into the 15th floor.

……

"Bang! Bang! Bang! "

15th floor.

Corridor.

Xu Xi was dressed in black, raised his gun with one hand, and knocked down the security guard in front of him like a cloud.

Almost every security guard just rushed out of the corner with a weapon in hand. The next moment, he was shot in the chest and fell to the ground without a moment of stagnation.

In terms of personal combat power alone, the "black man" who has undergone professional training and experimental transformation is already a figure at the peak of the killer world.

How can these security guards be opponents?

"Bang bang!" Seeing Xu Xi alone, in just one minute, he killed the security guard and went to the door of the chief accountant's office.

During this period, while moving forward, Xu Xi can find time to change a magazine. He doesn't need to use flowerpots, tables and chairs to avoid at all. He kills straight forward, and he doesn't meet his opponent. He is extremely natural and unrestrained.

There are many fierce people, killers and beaters in Zhuang Sir's factory. Why did Lord Zhuang send Xu Xi instead of other wage earners? Because Xu Xi is strong enough!

"Bang!" Xu Xi smashed the glass door of the chief accountant's office with one shot, and the high-grade bright glass door burst, clattered, turned into countless fragments and scattered on the ground.

"You are...!" Phillips, the chief accountant of the accounting Commission of the University of Hong Kong Island, a man in a suit with an old face and only a few golden curls on his head raised his head and looked out of the door with consternation and fear.

He quickly turned off his notebook, then raised his hands and shouted, "I have 50 million in my account..."

"Bang!" He was responded by a bullet, which directly pierced the table and accurately hit his leg, making the bald guy stagger at his feet, sitting in a chair and shouting: "ah! FUCK！”

Without saying a word, Xu Xize put the gun back into his waist, took out a grenade, Ding pulled out the safety tip, and stepped to the desk.

"I... can't be bought with money." Xu Xi raised her hand to hold Phillips's double jaws, pinched his mouth, looked cold and said a sentence: "sorry."

"Woo woo..." he put the grenade into Phillips's mouth, pushed it with his hand and stuck it in his throat.

"Boom!"

Then he turned back and rushed out for more than ten meters, jumped out, rushed over a sofa, turned over to the sofa and fell to the ground.

"Bang!" A head and more than half of the body exploded, the fried desk was full of broken meat, the office floor, bookcase and computer screen were full of blood, and even the ceiling was inlaid with shrapnel and eyeballs.

Indeed, the killer who has reached the level of Xu Xi is no longer bought by money.

If possible, he doesn't even want to make a move and wants to live a plain and light life.

But there is a terrible black hand who always manipulates people's fate. Everyone, including Xu Xi, is a chess piece! Even if Xu Xi came to kill "Phillips", he didn't know what the purpose of killing "Phillips" was. He's sure it's not money! So Phillips has to figure out what it is!

Xu Xi believes that the bald ghost is biting the grenade. At the moment before the explosion, he must know the answer in his mind... He is too lazy to delve into it.

Then Xu Xi took out a small jar and spilled the refined oil in the office. Then pick up the lighter on the desk, rub open the flame and throw it on the ground.

"Boom!" It was another explosion. The explosion ignited a raging fire. The explosion destroyed the computer and the fire swallowed up the files... Xu Xi turned his back to the burst of fire and flew into the sky with open arms while the glass broke.

He had already fastened a rope.

It's done!

……

It seems that the fire department has also been promoted to cooperate with someone's wishes.

Arrived in time, evacuated the masses, and began to put out the fire in a leisurely manner.

Water cannon trucks, firefighters, medical teams and groups of people are doing things in an orderly manner.

……

For Lord Zhuang, black and white hands are both black and white.

Anyway, it's all black work. Who can't use it? Just send Xu Xi to play!

You know, there is only one way to stop tax reform!

That is to kill the big accountants who carry out data coordination, because without effective data support, the Hong Kong government can not carry out tax reform. Unless he wants to be tax-free!

If he wants to increase taxes, he must calculate the market value, profit and income of the tax increase industry.

Indiscriminate tax increases without relevant data are a leaky fishing net, which not only violates the law, but also businessmen can find countless reasons to refuse and citizens will not support it.

You have to say that this is the right of the government to enforce it? Hong Kong Island is not an authoritarian region. The Hong Kong government does not have such a strong influence. It does not have it now or before. 2、 The price of forcible tax increases, on the contrary, is to trigger civil unrest, which will affect the income of the Hong Kong government and pay tribute to the ancestors.

This is a bit like "picking up sesame and losing watermelon". The prince not only failed to do things well, but also made things worse and worse. How can he explain to his mother?

His mother just wants his son to cook more dishes and make them delicious. Can't his son smash the pot?

This is death!

Tax reform supported by sufficient data can be carried out smoothly.

If Zhuang Shikai wants to stop tax reform, he can't rely on inciting public opinion and putting pressure on public opinion. Because the Hong Kong government has not increased "salary tax", the whole tax increase reform has nothing to do with the people. Such targeted tax increases not only divide Hong Kong residents into Chinese and ghost people, but also divide Chinese into capitalists and working class.

Although the capitalists and the working class on Hong Kong Island exist objectively, this kind of incident is also done for the capitalists.

But national capital is also national! We must protect it! Otherwise, the value created by workers will flow overseas and become a free "welfare" distributed to citizens in the "high welfare" treatment of developed countries.

How do citizens in developed countries live so well? Because they are exploiting the workers of the third world countries!

Zhuang Shikai should protect national capital and the value of Chinese workers, and protect himself! I am also a capitalist!

So he chose the black hand! Hit hard! Kill!

Kill the chief accountant and burn those bills and documents. The tax increase reform is like a gun without bullets. There is only one name left, and there is no bullet at all!

Targeted kill target.

This is "detail".

The "big guys in the community" use the details to put pressure on the big guys in the Hong Kong Island! Let the ghost guys know that killing one person can kill, killing many people, he can also kill!

There are more than 100000 people in the society. If you dare to continue to increase taxes, it depends on how many inspectors you have! And I think the inspectors are Chinese. They don't have to be killed at all. They just have to cut their wounds and lose more than 100000 soup and medicine expenses.

If we kill a few more, I'm afraid the Chinese inspectors of the tax department won't dare to go to work. Ghost guys either issue laws and use ghost accountants to continue auditing, or they can only suspend tax increase reform.

This is the double oppression of two dimensions! It doesn't need to be obvious at all. The British side can naturally feel it!

Moreover, many bills and accounts are one-time! It's gone after burning! If things are done well, they can be done at one time, and the flying tigers are the last move.

……

Zhuang Shikai put down the phone and thought a little, so he naturally packed up his things and was ready to get off work.

He happened to meet "Liu Jianming", a senior inspector of the situation intelligence section, in the elevator. He smiled at the other party, raised his wrist, looked at his watch and said, "it's a coincidence that I don't have to go to the seventh floor."

"You've been keeping an eye on the big accounting firm recently. If you have any news, let me know at the first time."

People are killed! Let the fire go! What to do next depends on what's going on across the street.

"Yes! Sir! " Liu Jianming, dressed in a suit, looked serious and raised his hand to salute.

……

"Where are the agents of the royal secret service!!!" Taipingshan, villa.

The prince put down the phone, stared at the spy leader in front and shouted.

Mike looked ashamed: "it was just arranged ten minutes ago. It will be in place five minutes later."

The prince took a deep breath, tried to calm his mood, and finally spit out a long breath and sighed, "they started too fast!"

"Your task now is to protect Mr. Barty crouch, the second leading accountant. All the account data have been handed over to Mr. Barty Crouch for calculation. I want him to appear at the hearing of the tax department with a complete data report!"

Prince Charles put his hands on the table, stared at group leader Mike in front and asked, "do you understand?"

"Yes, your highness!" The chief of the royal secret service raised his waist, stood straight and answered in a solemn voice.

"All these cases of attack on inspectors, murder and arson of big accountants are demonstrations! Not pressure! " Charles looked at the departure of the royal secret service team leader, shook his shoulders, and even perked up: "I like such a challenge! To prove my ability to my mother! "

He has felt the pressure from the general situation and details, gangsters and white gangsters, and all dimensions. Charles did not know whether he was a little complacent about his "hiding" skill, or whether he was proud and confident in his character. Unexpectedly, he had a wonderful desire to conquer Hong Kong Island and Zhuang Shikai.

He wants to wipe off the dust on the crown and crown himself as king!

However, the death of the chief accountant and the outrageous action of the Chinese confirmed that the afterglow of the Empire did not shine in the East.

……

At night.

Portland Street.

"Zhuang Sheng!"

"Zhuang Sheng!"

In a bar, there is a luxury VIP box on the second floor.

I saw that the boxes on the second floor of the whole floor had been wrapped. In the corridor, there are "company staff" dressed in suits, tall, ferocious and modest.