Rebirth Hong Kong as a hero

Chapter 73 Patient Communication
"Snapped!"

Lin Kun slapped the table, frowned and scolded: "Nonsense!"

"Ha ha.."

The corners of Ji Bu's mouth twitched slightly, but he didn't answer.

"This is Liangkun."

Lin Kun's frowning brows did not relax, and he let out a heavy breath: "I simply don't know the importance of doing things."

"However, I guess he will come to Kun soon."

Ji Bu picked up the kettle again and helped him refill his teacup: "Jingkun didn't go in to look for finance in the end, so he should have realized it."

"If he would come to me, he wouldn't be called Liangkun!"

Lin Kun picked up the teacup and drank it down, and slapped the small teacup on the table: "Fortunately, I was caught by you, otherwise it would be another bunch of bad things."

"Then I'll go first."

When Ji Bu saw that the wind that should blow had already blown, it was time to get up and leave, and his goal had been achieved.

The reason why he came here to look for Lin Kun today was to get rid of everything that should be cleared up about him.

The reason why he brought up the banknote inspection with Lin Kun was also part of his plan. As for whether Liang Kun would overturn the car, that was not something he should worry about.

Lin Kun came to the room, picked up the phone and hung up on Liang Kun, and it didn't take long for the call to be answered:

"Let me find you a good hand to inspect the banknotes."

"No need."

Liang Kun was stunned for a moment when he heard Lin Kun's words, and then waved his hand and refused: "Don't worry, big brother, I can take care of this little thing myself."

He is a face-saving and self-respecting person. He finally seized the opportunity to perform in front of Lin Kun. How could he accept Lin Kun's help?

Liang Kun patted his chest to reassure Lin Kun, promised to complete the task, then hung up the phone, cursing Ji Bu: "Fuck your mother, Ji Bu, you dare to go to the boss to complain."

He didn't care about thinking so much, he clapped his hands and looked at the team he had assembled, and said loudly, "Are you all ready?"

"Be alert to me tonight, if anyone loses the chain, I'll make him hit the street on the spot!"

"Brother Kun, don't worry!"

Everyone nodded energetically, and then sorted out their guns to prepare for the night's transaction.

The ten people who participated in this transaction tonight are all Liangkun's core team, and they are not of the same nature as those outsiders.

"Bhagavan!"

Liangkun snapped his fingers, calling his sworn brother Bhagavan to come to him: "Have you studied the dollar?"

Bakuan and Liangkun are sworn brothers, and he has been following Liangkun for a while. On weekdays, Liangkun would hand over many affairs to Bakuan to handle.

"U.S. dollars?"

Without even thinking about it, Bakuan replied confidently: "Brother Kun, are you kidding? No one knows banknotes, let alone US dollars, Hong Kong paper, Japanese currency, I don't know which one."

"real?"

"Sure."

"Ah."

Liang Kun nodded when he heard the words, and patted him on the shoulder: "That night you will be in charge of checking the banknotes."

soon.

It's nine o'clock in the evening.

Liangkun took ten horsemen under his command and divided them into two cars to trade.

Lin Kun has his own unique management methods. In order to ensure the safety of the group, every link of the flour transaction is relatively independent, and no one knows anyone.

and so.

Liang Kun and the others didn't know who gave them the goods, they just followed Duan Kun's instructions in Tsim Sha Tsui to the designated place, and dug out two canvas bags from the trash can.

Open the canvas bag, inside is a square of kraft paper wrapped in a layer of waterproof bag.

Open the kraft paper inside again, and the white flour in the plastic bag inside comes into sight.

"Tsk tsk."

Liang Kun took the flour and weighed it in his hand: "This thing is so valuable." Then he stuffed the thing back and muttered to himself:

"Lin Kun, Lin Kun, I've been with you for so long, but you've been hiding very deeply. With such a lucrative business, you won't take me to play."

"Bhagavan!"

He glanced at Ma Zai, who was loading the canvas bag onto the car: "There must be no mistakes in the transaction tonight. This time we have done our business well, and we won't have to carry a knife all over the alley to chop people up in the future, understand?"

"rest assured."

Ba Guan patted the big black star pinned to his waist: "If anyone dares to shovel with me, first ask me if my gun will agree."

"Shoot his head off!"

After getting the flour, the convoy set off again to the designated place agreed with Miancha.

Ten p.m.

In an old warehouse.

An incandescent lamp was hung above the head, and the rusty and dusty ceiling fan hung above was whirled by the night wind blowing in from the window from time to time.

On a dusty table.

The two groups stood facing each other, staring at each other.

in numbers.

Liangkun clearly has the advantage here.

"Baku."

Liang Kun beckoned to Ba Shu, and the latter threw the two canvas bags on the table, and the dust immediately filled the air:
"Something we brought."

"it is good."

Miancha stepped forward, unzipped the canvas bag and began to check it.

He checked very carefully, taking out the neatly stacked flour that looked like small bricks, and checked each one.

"Grass!"

Liangkun squinted his eyes with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, looking at Mien Cha who was inspecting carefully, shaking his head with disdain.

Mian inspected very carefully, so the progress was very slow.

Liang Kun was smoking a cigarette boredly, and kept looking up and down at Mienna who was opposite her.

Tonight's Minna is wearing a very cool dress, with a tight ribbed short T and skinny jeans, with a slender figure.

Coupled with her mixed temperament, her fiery temperament is full.

Liang Kun didn't hide anything, and her eyes wandered unscrupulously on Mienna.

"Ha ha."

Minna sensed Liang Kun's unscrupulous eyes, stepped forward to Liang Kun with a chuckle, stretched out her hand to caress Liang Kun's neck, bit her lips and looked at him with seductive eyes:
"Brother Kun, can you see clearly from such a distance?"

under close range.

She blinked her eyes, looked at Liang Kun without any shyness, and exchanged glances frequently.

Her task tonight is very simple, just take care of Liangkun.

"Grass! Thirty-eight."

Liang Kun licked her lips, and cursed in a hoarse voice: "You fucking did it like this, it made me very angry now."

"Furious?"

Mianna blinked her big eyes, leaned her head forward and blew at Liangkun: "If you are so angry, you have to find a doctor to calm down the fire."

She put her head next to Liang Kun's ear, and murmured: "But I know a little bit about medicine, do you want me to treat you?"

"Grass! Are you fucking evil?!"

Liang Kun pushed Mienna away, stretched her neck, sniffed and took two steps to the side, and hooked Mienna.

The two walked aside to communicate.

The horse boys around looked at this posture and looked at the two people here with envious eyes.

Here.

After inspecting the flour, Mian Cha didn't grumble, and motioned Ma Zai to take out the canvas bag with the banknotes in it.

Unzip.

There are neat piles of US dollars inside, one after another.

Bakuan stepped forward, took out a stack, and swept it with his thumb, and began to check.

With the swipe of the thumb, the U.S. dollar makes the unique paper sound of money.

(End of this chapter)