Starting from floating in Hong Kong

Chapter 123 This Isn't Slapping My Face, It's Slapping Your Ass

South of Hong Kong Island, near the open sea.

The two small fishing boats drove towards a nearby unnamed island with full power, and the stern motor brought up white waves.

Fu Guang stood at the bow of the boat blowing the wind, feeling extremely happy, looking at the deserted island ahead as if looking at a golden mountain.

No, hereafter will be Jinshan.

From here, his money empire will start printing money continuously.

The small island with a blurry outline gradually became clear, and even the trees on it could be seen, and the boat began to slow down slowly, slowly approaching the abandoned pier.

The ship shook slightly and leaned against the pier. The crew began to throw the cable and jumped to the shore to tie the rope tightly.

Fu Guang jumped up and stood firmly on the pier, "Leave four people here, let me watch closely, no one is allowed to enter or leave without my order."

"Yes, boss!"

"Start unloading!"

With the roar of the motor, the crane lifted the parts one by one to the car on the dock, and then transported by truck to a secret factory on the island.

The gravure press will be assembled there and then commissioned.For this printing machine, Fu Guang bought two high-power diesel generators at a high price for the printing machine.

For this treasure that can print money, Fu Guang paid special attention to it.

He watched the whole process of hoisting and transportation, for fear that something might go wrong.

So Fu Guang could be heard scolding all over the island, "Be gentle, have you f.c. not eaten... Your mind is full of poop! How did the car drive? Slow down! If it breaks a bit, go and give it to me." Die!"

After ten minutes, another boat slowly approached the pier.

Sharpei stood at the bow of the boat looking at this desolate island, and sighed, "I didn't expect to find such a place."

"This was originally a military base, which was used to replenish fuel and fresh water for ships, but it was abandoned later." Qin Yi got out of the cabin and looked at the deserted island with satisfaction, "However, the docks, cement roads, warehouses, etc. that were built before The facilities are still there and sufficient.”

"I didn't catch up with the money printing before, and this time I can finally see how the money is drawn out." Sharpei rubbed his hands excitedly, "I must try it with my own hands in a while, what it feels like to print money."

"There is no electric version yet, and the printing press has not been assembled and adjusted, so you can't print anything today." A dark-faced man came out of the cabin.

"Can't I daydream first?" Sharpei pouted.

Ma Wenxin took a deep breath and sighed: "I didn't expect that you really got a gravure printing machine."

"This is also a special period, otherwise this thing can be met but not sought after." Qin Yi also sighed.

With the end of the Cold War, a large number of Eastern European countries fell into turmoil. These countries were once very powerful. As a result, after the collapse of the Iron Curtain, a large amount of assets were resold and embezzled, and everything that could be sold and could not be sold was sold.

Some countries think that they won the cold war, so they can suck the flesh and blood from the giant corpses. In order to grab the biggest cake, they don't care about anything, so naturally they don't have much to eat.

Probably because the history is too short, they don't know one thing. In this world, doing bad things will be punished, and soon this evil force will be fed back to themselves.

For example, Albania, a country of fortresses, has flowed out a large amount of arms, letting the banks of Western countries know what heavy arms bandits are.

The boat slowly approached the shore, and Shapiri quickly jumped ashore. Just as he was about to take the gangplank, several people surrounded him suddenly.

"Hey, you can't stop here!"

"Why? Are you the governor?"

"Our boss said, if he says no, he won't."

Sharpei laughed angrily at the time, "Who is your boss who rushes to the street, he won't allow it if he says no, do you know who my boss is?"

"Our boss is Fu Guang!" Fu Guang's subordinates drew their guns and forced Sharpei, "If you don't want to die, get out of the boat."

Sharpei sneered, he has been with Qin Yi for so long, what big scene has he not seen, and he can be bluffed by a few small pistols?

"Click!"

Sharpei shook his hand vigorously, pulled out the automatic rifle from his backpack, quickly loaded it, raised the muzzle and pointed it at Fu Guang's men.

"Throw away your old mother, don't f*ck move, whoever moves will be killed!" Sharpey shouted sharply, "Come here if you are not afraid of death."

Fu Guang's subordinates backed up a few steps in shock at the time, what a joke, how could a small pistol compete with an AK47.

At this time, after hearing the noise at the pier, a group of Fu Guang's men surrounded him, and when they saw the confrontation between the two sides, they quickly drew out their guns and rushed forward.

"Don't move, put down the gun!"

"Put down the gun!"

"If you don't let go, I will kill you."

Fuguang's subordinates surrounded Shapi yelling, perhaps because of the large number of people that gave them courage, and some even pointed their guns at Shapi's face.

Facing the siege, Shapi was unafraid and laughed loudly, "Shoot if you are brave enough!"

"Da da da!"

A series of bullets hit the ground, splashing dust.

Fu Guang's subordinates trembled in fright, and hurriedly dodged, and the crowd moved away in an instant.

Several vigorous figures rushed to the pier and pointed their automatic rifles at Fu Guang's men, with bursts of smoke still rising from the muzzle.

Qin Yi stepped on the pedal with a sneer, and stepped off the boat step by step, "Where is Fu Guang, tell your boss to come out."

One of the long hairs was a little bit shocked, and felt that it would be embarrassing to retreat like this, so he stood up and said angrily, "Who the hell are you?"

Qin Yi didn't even bother to look at him, raised his pistol, and fired three times into the sky, "Where is Fu Guang, get out!"

Seeing Qin Yi ignoring him, Changmao felt a little upset, "Did you name my elder brother?"

Qin Yi glanced at Chang Mao coldly, then suddenly stretched out his hand, and slapped Chang Mao hard on the face.

Changmao suddenly felt a piece of gold star in front of his eyes, opened his mouth and spit out two teeth, blood was all over the mouth and nose, and his ears were buzzing.

"Brother Wang, I haven't seen you so angry for a few days." Fu Guang sneered a few times and jumped off a truck.

"Your people don't let us go ashore, I heard it's your intention?" Qin Yi looked at Fu Guang expressionlessly.

"Huh?" Fu Guang's face was filled with relief and complacency.

"I brought printing experts and a full set of counterfeit banknote production team here today. I plan to debug the machine today. If you don't welcome us, then let's go." Qin Yi looked at Fu Guang expressionlessly, "If you don't want to cooperate, just say it. If not, let’s find another gravure machine, we can afford to wait.”

"Brother Shapi, let's go."

Qin Yi turned around and was about to leave, Fu Guang was a little dazed, then he laughed, "Oh, brother Wang, what are you doing, I'm just joking with you, how can you not welcome me?"

As he said that, Fu Guang hurried forward a few steps, and put his arm around Qin Yi's shoulder, "Everyone works together, making money is the happiest, why bother to be so stiff, it's my subordinates who are wrong, I will teach them a lesson later."

Qin Yi pushed Fu Guang's hand away, and sneered, "There's no need for a lesson, let your people keep their eyes bright in the future, and let them know who I am."

After finishing speaking, Qin Yi walked towards the island, Shapi made a gesture of cutting his throat, and swaggered after him with a gun on his shoulder.

Li Xiangdong and the others didn't even look at Fu Guang, and led Ma Wenxin to catch up with Qin Yi.

Fu Guang was sullen and said nothing, then he saw Li Wen and several people come out of the cabin.

Fuck, how did they get mixed up?

Could it be that they already knew each other?

Did you play tricks on me before?

Fu Guang was stunned, and at this moment, his long-haired subordinates covered their faces and leaned forward, "Boss, they are too arrogant, this is not slapping my face, this is slapping your ass."

"Snapped!"

Fu Guang slapped his backhand and slapped the other half of Chang Mao's face.

(End of this chapter)