Starting from floating in Hong Kong

Chapter 317 Let's talk about business

late at night.

Wang Bao came out of the bar with a swaying fat body, a cigar in his mouth, and resentment and anger in his eyes.

The redness and swelling on his cheeks hadn't faded away, and his appearance was a little deformed, and even a little big movement would cause bursts of pain.

Whenever this time, he would think of that policeman.

Qin Yi!

Wang Bao remembered this name deeply, wishing he could tear him alive.

In front of so many younger brothers, the beaten one knelt down in the street, which was a great humiliation he had never experienced in his life.

There are two most important points in coming out, one is face, and the other is territory.

Changing face is equivalent to moving interests.

Sooner or later, we must kill him!

Wang Bao felt ruthless in his heart, took out a big sunglasses from his pocket and put it on his face, covering most of his face.

The driver drove Wang Bao's beloved car Rolls Royce to a slow stop in front of him, and Wang Bao opened the door and got on it.

Followed by two younger brothers, each carrying two large travel bags, put them in the trunk, and then sat in the car behind.

The convoy drove all the way to the remote countryside, and soon the surrounding area became a wilderness.

Wang Bao was sitting in the car, puffing out the clouds, contemplating tonight's transaction, and his thoughts began to drift gradually.

How to take revenge on Qin?
car accident?

Not good, not exciting at all.

bomb?

This one is a little too loud.

Or kidnap it.

So what if you can fight more, can you beat a hundred?
While imagining, the car suddenly trembled and the tires burst.

The driver frantically manipulated the steering wheel, and finally made the Rolls-Royce stop crookedly.

"What's going on?!" Wang Bao reprimanded sharply.

"Boss, a flat tire."

"Don't go down and take a look!"

"boom!"

A truck next to him rushed out and slammed into the Rolls-Royce. The huge impact shattered all the windows of Wang Baohao's car, the airbag popped out, and the whole car rolled over and fell on the road.

Wang Bao struggled dizzily, trying to get out of the scrap metal car.

The car door has been deformed, and he can only get out from the rear window, but his body is too fat, and his abdomen is directly stuck on the window.

When Wang Bao was struggling to pull out his body, two people walked up to him.

"You're the one called Wang Bao."

Wang Bao looked up, and saw a steel pipe falling head-on, his eyes went dark, and he passed out immediately.

Soon, Wang Bao was dragged out and thrown into the compartment of the truck with his men.

The smashed car was also hooked to the back of the truck and slowly towed away.

After 10 minutes, there was nothing but broken glass all around.

……

In an apartment in Tsim Sha Tsui.

"I'm fine, Marry, your husband has so many subordinates, they can take good care of me."

Han Chen was sitting in a wheelchair and holding the phone with a smile on his face. His injured legs were covered with thick plaster, and there was still a dull pain in the broken bones.

He glanced at his two younger brothers. At this moment, Shaqiang and Dilu were sitting carelessly on one side of the sofa, flipping through magazines and drinking, looking heartless.

"Okay, it's so late, go to bed early, give me a kiss, mua~"

Han Chen hung up the phone and glared at the two younger brothers, "Hey, you two, hurry up and push me to the toilet, I will eat and drink every day."

"Oh, good boss." Sha Qiang stood up and pushed the wheelchair towards the toilet.

After pushing Han Chen into the bathroom, Sha Qiang turned around and went out, closing the door behind him.

"Pujie, how can I go to the toilet by myself like this?!" Han Chen cursed angrily, but fortunately, he didn't really go to the toilet, so he took out another mobile phone and dialed it.

"Ming Tsai, is the police station busy recently?"

"You haven't come back to eat for more than a month. I made soup for you."

"Have you received the money, that's good."

"How is your stay in CIB, can you transfer to O's?"

"The special investigation team, is there any way?"

"Nevermind."

Han Chen hung up the phone with a gloomy expression on his face.

The few people he feared the most in his life were none other than Ni Kun and Ni Yongxiao, who created the foundation in Tsim Sha Tsui from scratch.

But just last year, within a few days, the Ni family in Tsim Sha Tsui disappeared.

Although the police force is trying to get rid of the Ni family, but behind the scenes is the policeman named Qin Yi.

According to Han Chen's vague and vague information from the inside, this Qin Yi has done a lot of things with the Ni family, but no one knows exactly what he did.

Because of this incident, the leaders of the entire Hong Kong Island community, 揸fit, paid attention to this sudden rising star of the police force.

Others don't know the inside story of the Ni family, but Han Chen, a loyal dog of the Ni family, knows in his heart that the Ni family was actually abandoned by the boss behind the scenes.

The police force must have caught something against Ni Yongxiao and used a deal to make the boss behind the scenes abandon the Ni family.

There is also that mysterious Mr. Zhang looming behind the scenes.

In Hong Kong Island, there is a lot of use for a lot of people and a big place.

The key is whether there is someone behind you to support you. Without the relationship of the upper class, can the machete of the young and Dangerous boy beat the .5 and MP[-] of the other people?
I haven't seen any of those rising clubs, which can grow bigger.

If the police force wants to beat you, they can beat anyone who jumps. Don't take it too easy with the newly emerged young and Dangerous youngsters.

He Liansheng, Xinji, and Number Gang have three divisions in the world, and they have run rampant on Hong Kong Island for decades, and they stand still.

There must be someone behind it.

Han Chen sighed, no one is covering him, he will always be a dwarf mule.

While he was thinking, he suddenly heard two muffled sounds outside, which seemed to be the sound of something heavy falling to the ground.

Han Chen became alert all of a sudden, and hastily pulled out the pistol from his waist.

Before opening the safety deposit box, the bathroom door was slammed open.

Two long AK automatic rifles were pressed against Han Chen's face, and the masked man with guns had murderous intent in his eyes.

"You're the only one called Han Chen?"

"Bosses!" Han Chen hurriedly threw away the gun in his hand and raised his hands, "I have something to say! I have something to say!"

The masked man put down the gun, grabbed Han Chen's arm and dragged him out of the wheelchair.

The terrified Han Chen was dragged to the living room and thrown heavily on the floor.

Beside him were two subordinates who had passed out.

Han Chen raised his head and saw a person sitting on the sofa looking at Han Chen with a smile on his face.

"Mr. Han Chen, long time no see."

"Zhang...Mr. Zhang." Han Chen was stunned for a moment, feeling something was wrong in his heart.

"I heard that Mr. Han Chen was injured recently, so I came here to visit." Qin Yi glanced at Han Chen's legs in plaster, "Is the injury serious? Is there any disability?"

"Small things, small things." Han Chen forced a smile, "Mr. Zhang came to Hong Kong Island, why didn't he say hello first."

"Didn't I come to say hello to you?" Qin Yi said with a smile.

"Don't...don't be joking." Han Chen said awkwardly, "Mr. Zhang, the Ni family is gone, and I'm just a small character. Why are you staring at me?"

"Mr. Han Chen." Qin Yi smiled and stood up, "You have a deep prejudice against me, I am such a kind person."

"..."

"Let's get straight to the point." Qin Yi squatted down and looked at Han Chen who was lying on the ground, "I'm here to discuss a business with you."

"What kind of business?" Han Chen was taken aback for a moment, and then became alert for a moment, "Mr. Zhang, I'm not in the luxury business anymore, I've done nothing wrong."

"Don't worry, I won't do it either." Qin Yi stood up and snapped his fingers, "Help Mr. Han Chen up."

Two masked men, one on the left and one on the right, picked up Han Chen from the ground and threw him on the sofa.

"I heard that Mr. Han is in the usury business." Qin Yi said lightly, "I want to cooperate with you to monopolize this business on Hong Kong Island."

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