Starting from floating in Hong Kong

The Eight-faced Buddha laughed angrily after receiving the call in the middle of the night. In this place, apart from the royal family, a dozen warlords, Kun Sha, and dozens of big bosses, there are still people who dare to provoke him.

What's more, it's a foreigner.

The world has changed, no one dares to come to Siam for food.

Today's young people are really incredible.

As soon as he landed, he swept seven of his son's venues in a row, withheld millions of dollars in goods, and arrested his son.

That's not counting, even forcing his son to call and threaten him.

When did the Eight-faced Buddha suffer this kind of loss? This is not spanking his son's butt, this is spanking his face.

"Come on!" Eight-faced Buddha stood up and shouted, "Come on, where are they all dead?"

His confidant rushed in hastily, and asked in a daze, "Boss, what's the matter?"

"Call everyone up and bring the guy!" Eight-faced Buddha roared angrily, "Remember, it's everyone!"

"Tell them all to gather for me!"

The eight-faced Buddha's manor soon sounded a shrill siren, and the officers rushed into the barracks, brandishing whips and sticks, and drove the sleepy soldiers off their beds.

There was noise, shouting and cursing, the clash of weapons and metal, and the trampling of leather boots.

After a few minutes, the disheveled soldiers stood together crookedly.

Eight-faced Buddha stood on the balcony and watched the scene in front of him, and his restless mood calmed down a little.

Soldiers are generals, and with these subordinates, he feels much more at ease.

The Eight-faced Buddha put on a green camouflage uniform and a steel helmet, and boarded an old-fashioned jeep surrounded by bodyguards.

Looking around, he waved his hand.

"set off!"

The soldiers under him crowded onto the truck, and followed the jeep crookedly out of the manor.

Arriving at the agreed place, the Eight-faced Buddha ordered his men to disperse and hide in the woods, ambush.

He brought a dozen confidant bodyguards and stood there waiting.

……

The sun is getting higher and higher, and the weather is getting hotter and hotter.

Some tired Eight-faced Buddha took a nap under the shade for a while, and was also a little bored by the violent sunlight.

Stretching, the Eight-faced Buddha stood up from the reclining chair, looked around, and found that the surroundings were quiet, and nothing could be seen.

"What time is it?"

"Boss, it's already ten o'clock."

"Huh?" Eight-faced Buddha's face showed faint anger.

The other party made an appointment with him at nine o'clock, and it has been more than an hour now, and he hasn't seen a shadow yet.

How dare you be late?
No one else dared to be late for a meeting with him, but the other party dared to be an hour late.

Eight-faced Buddha's anger rose in his heart, and then he suppressed it again.

The son is still in their hands, so be patient for a while.

"What are you still doing in a daze? You idiot!" Eight-faced Buddha scolded his subordinates, "Call and ask, when will they arrive!?"

The subordinate quickly picked up the phone and called, but they couldn't get through.

The Eight-faced Buddha gradually became agitated, pacing back and forth.

Until nearly 11 o'clock, the phone was finally connected.

Eight-faced Buddha angrily grabbed the phone and shouted, "Where are you guys? Where are you?"

"What's the rush?" Qin Yi said lazily, "There is a traffic jam on the road, please wait a while, we will arrive soon."

Traffic jam?

The Eight-faced Buddha looked at the wilderness and empty roads, and he couldn't see a few cars in a day, and he could squeeze a ghost car.

"Give me half an hour, and if I don't see you again, I'll kill all of your people."

"You do as you please." Qin Yi didn't care, "I have a pure money relationship with them, you can do whatever you want."

"..." Eight-faced Buddha can't help it now, the fire in his heart can't come out.

Cannon fodder is hired with money, but the son is his own.

A small leak will sink a great ship.

"If you dare to hurt a single hair of my son, I will kill your whole family!" Eight-faced Buddha gritted his teeth and warned.

"Oh?" Qin Yi laughed, "Wait a minute, Brother Shapi, shave this kid's head, shave!"

"I moved your son now, what can you do to me?"

Eight-faced Buddha roared angrily: "Fake, you wait..."

"You have two sons, right? Within a day, I guarantee that their lives will be worse than death." Qin Yi also roared, "Brother Shapi, cut this kid up for me!"

The Eight-faced Buddha was startled, and quickly shouted: "Stop! Wait."

"Aren't you going to negotiate? Don't tear up the ticket!"

Qin Yi sneered, "Are you cheap, talk to you carefully, you fucking threaten me? If you dare to be arrogant again, I will cut your son's waist first!"

"Young man, that's not how you talk about business." Eight-faced Buddha said with suppressed anger, "This is Siam, and it's my territory. Strong dragons don't overwhelm local snakes."

"My dragon crossing the river just likes to crush you local snakes." Qin Yi said lightly, "Your son is in my hands. Tell me now, will you accept it or not?"

"Young man, I give you a piece of advice, don't be too arrogant!" Eight-faced Buddha's hands holding the phone were bulging, and he wanted to crush the phone, "Don't be too decisive in doing things."

Qin Yi sneered and hung up the phone.

The Eight-faced Buddha jumped into a rage and dropped the phone in his hand, kicked the reclining chair over, took out his gun and fired seven or eight shots until the magazine was empty.

Several subordinates quickly gathered around to persuade, and finally appeased the Eight-faced Buddha.

The sun passed overhead, gradually setting in the west.

Seeing that it was past three o'clock in the afternoon, the other party still didn't show up, and his subordinates were squatting in the jungle dizzy.

The Eight-faced Buddha couldn't bear it anymore, and made a phone call himself.

The call was connected quickly, Qin Yi laughed, "Sorry for being late, I remembered that you have an older son, so I stopped by to visit."

"Mina, come, say hello to your father."

"Dad~ ah!"

With a scream on the phone, the Eight-faced Buddha's eyes went dark, and he fell to the ground.

……

I don't know how long it took, the Eight-faced Buddha slowly opened his eyes, and it took several seconds to come back to his senses.

At this time, the sky outside was already dark, and it was raining lightly.

He was lying in his bedroom in the manor, the windows were wide open, and a breeze and light rain would blow in from time to time.

The Eight-faced Buddha's face darkened, these rice buckets didn't even close the windows,

"Someone! Somebody!"

Shouted a few times, but no one answered, Eight-faced Buddha turned over and got off the bed, suddenly felt something was wrong on his lower back, reached out his hand and found a note stuck on it.

He quickly tore it off and unfolded it for a look, "It's the first time we meet, I'll leave you two waists, it's a gift."

The eight-faced Buddha's hairs stood on end in an instant, his whole body was icy cold, and his hand holding the note was trembling.

In the heavily guarded manor, the other party was able to sneak in quietly and leave a note.

This means that the other party can take his life at any time without anyone noticing.

The Eight-faced Buddha has traveled the rivers and lakes for many years, and this is the first time he has encountered such an evil opponent.

"Jingle Bell"

The sudden ringing of the phone made him tremble, and it took two seconds before he picked up the phone.

"Mr. Eight-faced Buddha, have you received the gift?"

"Accept, received!" Eight-faced Buddha suppressed the fear in his heart, and said calmly, "Mr. Zhao... I can also talk about it."