Chapter 219 Who is the Murderer?

Du Sheng signaled Scar Quan to put the suitcase on the table:
"Go on, 100 million."

"Young man, are you afraid of losing everything if you bet so big?

Since you are so brave, I have no reason to back down as a landlord, and I will fight you again. "

Taro Miyamoto took off his glasses and couldn't see through Du Sheng's cards for a while, but it doesn't matter if he wins or loses 200 million yuan.

The croupier continued to deal the cards, and the moment he saw the cards clearly, everyone on the scene was shocked.

Because Du Sheng's card is K, if the hole card is also K, then it is four K, commonly known as Leopard.

And the card dealt to Taro Miyamoto was also a J, such a miraculous situation was unprecedented.

Although he had four jacks in his hand, Miyamoto Taro was indeed panicked.

He didn't expect any young man to have such superb card cutting skills, and everyone could see that there was something wrong with it.

"I didn't expect to be lucky."

Du Sheng spread his hands, took out a check from his pocket and threw it on the gaming table:

"It contains the principal of 500 million Standard Chartered Bank. Do you dare to follow Miyamoto?"

Miyamoto Taro's face was cloudy and uncertain, and the atmosphere in the compound became dignified.

The onlookers were more nervous than the two players who gambled, because they were all aware of their boss's ability to cheat, and bet on the periphery of the temporary opening of Scar Quan.

"Don't worry, Mr. Miyamoto, think slowly. I'll look at the hole cards first."

Du Sheng didn't take it seriously, and removed the K on the hole card, uncovering the corner of the hole card for the first time.

Miyamoto Taro saw the mark on the hole card through his glasses, it was a 3!

He who was still a little apprehensive at first suddenly smiled all over his face:

"Mr. Dongguan, I'll follow you for 500 million!"

After all, he directly flipped his hole cards and threw them on the gaming table, calmly smoking a cigar:

"I have four jacks. If you have the ability, you can draw four jacks."

"Okay, since you make such a sincere request, then I have no choice but to show mercy to you."

Du Sheng smiled slightly, and under the nervous gaze of everyone, he lightly revealed his hole cards.

Swish!
It was a K.

Whoa!
The compound exploded in an instant.

"How is it possible? It's really a K!"

"Four Jacks vs. Four Kings, it's a second."

The smile on Miyamoto Taro's face gradually became unbalanced, and the cigar in his mouth fell onto his clothes without realizing it, and suddenly shouted excitedly:
"Impossible! It's absolutely impossible!"

Through the back of the playing card, the symbol he saw was clearly a 3.

"Thinking to cheat with a pair of perspective glasses, you are too self-righteous."

Du Sheng smiled and shook his head, stood up and said:

"The mark 3 on the hole card was deliberately poked out with my nails."

To be precise, it was just his ever-changing card control techniques printed on it when he cut the cards.

Niu Xiong is worthy of being a disciple of a thousand families, and the gift of "The Art of a Thousand Schools" is quite useful.

"You can't beat me with both gambling skills and black technology. You still want to make money in Xiangjiang with this little skill?"

Miyamoto Taro's head was buzzing, and he roared angrily:
"Bastard, are you kidding me?"

However, before his younger brothers drew their guns from their waists, the well-prepared Dao Scar Quan rushed forward in an instant, and eliminated the group of people with three punches and two kicks.

Du Sheng kicked Miyamoto Taro to the ground with one foot, approached condescendingly, and said expressionlessly:
"Why, can't you afford it?"

Miyamoto Taro's forehead broke out in cold sweat. Knowing that this time he messed up, a few words popped out between his teeth:
"All stop."

He felt like he had just been hit by a car and his sternum must have broken.

"Brother Dongguan, you don't have to play so big, do you?"

People had to bow their heads under the eaves, Miyamoto Taro's tone softened.

"Now you know it's Brother Dongguan? It's a pity it's too late."

Du Sheng's tone was indifferent:

"Chop off his hands and feet."

"you dare!"

Miyamoto Taro changed color suddenly, and said angrily:

"I'm 'Ruotou' from the Shanjian Group. If you're not afraid of death, try it!"

In the structure of the Yamaguchi-gumi, Ruotou is under the group leader, and his status is quite high.

"cut!"

Miyamoto Taro's younger brother's face changed drastically, and he wanted to fight hard, but unfortunately the guns were confiscated and the manpower was disadvantaged, in exchange for several kicks.

Dao Scarquan still has the leisure to collect the millions he won at the gambling table, feeling more and more in his heart that his boss is awesome,
He knows how to pick locks, ten-handed formulas, cooking skills, and gambling skills, what else can't he?
Chen Yaxie, with bloodshot eyes, rescued his girlfriend Tongtong, and personally picked up the watermelon knife and grabbed Miyamoto Taro's right hand tightly.

Click!

With the raising and lowering of the knife, the whole compound could hear the screams of killing pigs.

Du Sheng ignored the blood on the ground, squatted down and looked at Miyamoto Taro with a smile:

"There's still a hand and a foot left. In fact, if you keep it, you can go to the gambling table. Do you want to spend money to keep it?"

Miyamoto Taro was really scared in his heart, he saw that this kid was completely lawless, crazier and more ruthless than himself.

"I brought the 1000 million principal of Xiangjiang Development, and I lost 700 million to you just now, and I will give you the rest!"

Du Sheng didn't bother to argue with him, since it was pure profit anyway, he said casually:
"Whether your hands and feet will be scrapped or not depends on how fast you get the money."

"Quick, Saburo, give them the money!"

Miyamoto Taro doesn't have any intention of revenge, and he can't win the opponent in Xiangjiang. At this moment, he only wants to go to the hospital as soon as possible.

After a while, his little brother came over dragging two suitcases.

Wei Jixiang took it and counted it carefully, and nodded to Du Sheng:
"The number is about the same."

"Take away the chips from the other gaming tables too, let's come here without gas fee?"

Du Sheng was in a good mood, so you took people away leisurely.

You can get a luxury house in exchange for one blow of autumn wind, this is a good business.

As for whether the Yamaguchi-gumi will be thunderous?

A head is not enough to make him intimidated.

What's more, the follow-up conflict between Hong Xing and the Yamaguchi-gumi is inevitable, and a fight will happen sooner or later.

Chen Yaxie, who helped his girlfriend Tongtong into the car, hesitated for a moment and asked:

"Brother Dongguan, is this all right?"

The way the other party handled things just now was too scary, and it was the Yamaguchi-gumi.

If you say kill, kill, if you say chop, chop!
He knows Miyamoto Taro's background very well, and it will be quite troublesome to take revenge.

Dao Scar knew that this was a trickster, so he patted him on the shoulder with a smile:

"Don't worry, this is our territory, the Yamaguchi group dare not step on the door.

If Taro Miyamoto dares to make trouble, come to me and I will chop him up for you. "

Chen Yaxie thanked, but suddenly hesitated to speak, and said:

"Brother Dongguan, can you accept me into the club?"

"Your hand still works? Spread it out and have a look."

Du Sheng was not surprised. There are quite a few people who want to be with him now, so the salary standard should of course be mentioned.

Chen Yaxie spread out his right hand, the wrist was still wrapped with a bandage, and the thumb and the tiger's mouth were not callused, which proved that he was just an old man and not a gun shooter.

Although not as flexible as before after recovering from a hand injury, it is sufficient to deal with entertainment affairs.

"Tell me, why did you join Hong Xing?"

Chen Yaxie glanced at his unconscious girlfriend, gritted his teeth and said:

"Without the support of the backstage, sooner or later someone will play to death."

Du Sheng thought about it:
"If you stay in Causeway Bay, go to Zhou Billi, and if you go to North Point, go to Dao Baoquan."

Before coming here, Dao Scarquan sent someone to investigate Chen Yaxie's details by the way.

He has practiced his unique skills in the casino since he was a child, and he only picks out rich and unkind gamblers when he cheats, which shows that he still has some humanity.

Moreover, this kind of person cannot be an undercover agent sent by Chen Jinhua.

The other party's ability and experience, even if they can't be outdone, can still be used in entertainment venues to prevent problems before they happen.

"It's 12 o'clock, let's leave the money after the money is distributed."

Du Sheng got into the car and said to Wei Jixiang:

"You haven't been home for several days, and I won't go out tomorrow."

Scar Quan smiled, winking at Du Sheng:

"Brother Dongguan, I have changed to a new drug, and the effect is amazing, do you want to try it?"

Du Sheng slapped him away, speechless:
"3 minutes is considered amazing? You can keep it for yourself."

With the awakening of transcendence, he is really strong now,

I feel that even if Ah Tong + Zhang Dandan + Xiao stammer are not my opponents, is this kind of thing still needed?

On the contrary, he was worried that the girls would be unsustainable, so he had already come here leisurely.

After returning to North Point, Du Sheng went directly to the hotel next to Zhong Bar.

This is also an industry under its own protection, and its safety cannot be doubted.

Seeing Du Sheng push the door in, Bobo asked happily and anxiously:

"Brother Dongguan, is it over? How is Tongtong?"

"Just woke up, if you are worried, you can call and ask."

After a while, Bobo put down his phone, and seeing Du Sheng looking at him with a smile, he felt a little shy.

"Come on, be my little princess tonight, only eat licks and not suffer."

Du Sheng didn't care about her embarrassment, he laughed and hugged her, and went straight to the bathroom.

Bobo exclaimed, subconsciously hugged the opponent's neck, and said shyly:
"Brother Dongguan, wait a minute, you haven't said anything about our relationship yet."

"It doesn't matter what kind of relationship you think."

After more than an hour, Du Sheng got out of bed refreshed.

Early the next morning, Bobo's eyelashes trembled twice, and he slowly opened his eyes. Seeing that Du Sheng was looking at him, he said angrily:
"Brother Dongguan, you are too outrageous, causing people to sleep badly all night."

"If you know the basics, I can trust you to manage the bar."

Du Sheng hugged her into his arms and said with a smile.

This is the number one person in Xiangjiang who was famous in his previous life. It would be worthwhile to talk about a few more deals worth over [-] million yuan.

As for her liking to manage the bars in Causeway Bay, it's just a matter of one word, anyway, she needs to hire someone.

Bobo got his head out of his arms in surprise, and said softly:

"Brother Dongguan, you are so kind."

"Are you my woman? If I don't think about you, who do I think about?"

Du Sheng thought about it, and it would be no problem every time he came to the hotel, he said;
"Can you go to the ground in a while? I fancy a luxury house nearby, let's go and see it together?"

Bobo's face turned from surprise to excitement, excitedly said:
"Really? I'm okay, I've actually recovered."

A mansion in Causeway Bay can cost tens of millions.

At this time, not to mention being weak all over, even if you lie on Du Sheng's back, you have to go!

The more Bobo thought about it, the more excited he became. He felt that this man was much better than those diamond kings. He couldn't help but kiss Du Sheng's face with joy:
"Brother Dongguan, you are too kind to me, how should I repay you?"

Du Sheng smiled and said:

"From now on, accompany me for three meals a day every day, just live a good life."

A few more times of jelly flow to cultivate feelings, this woman will become his shape sooner or later, and she will no longer think about Wang Laowu anymore.

"Brother Dongguan, this mansion is so beautiful, but the house still lacks some daily necessities—"

As expected of a special creature, a woman was weak before, but now after buying a mansion, she is full of energy, and happily buys household items with Du Sheng on her arm.

Bobo seems to be a member of the family girl, full of yearning for the future life, and her enthusiasm is like fire.

Du Sheng was not good at dampening the enthusiasm of women, so he spent a whole day with her.

In order to repay the man, Bobo tried his best.

The living room, the dining table, the balcony, and the bathroom are decorated with traces, until the new home is full of atmosphere.

Du Sheng covered the woman with a quilt, knowing that it would take at least two days for her to recover, so she went out to buy two fast food with a smile.

He can't stay any longer because this evening is a special day.

Sang Boge was finally eligible to go out on bail.

What a joy.

In order to repay the territory and prestige given by the other party, Du Sheng decided to send some fireworks to celebrate.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Jialan Villa.

"What!? Sangbo died right after he got out of prison?"

Sitting in the hall with gloomy eyes, Xiang Wenlong stared at the trembling little brother who came to report, and said angrily:
"Is he a pig? I don't know that Xinji is in dire straits now, and he still runs to take a bath?"

The younger brother's face was pale, he hesitated and said:

"Boge said that he was completely dirty in the detention room, and he felt extremely uncomfortable if he didn't wash it."

As soon as Sangbo was released from prison, he was black-faced, and he didn't even care about the loss of the land, so he went straight to the bathing city and said that he would go first to get rid of the bad luck.

He guessed that his boss suffered inhuman treatment inside, but he didn't dare to think about it.

As a result, he never expected that just as Sang Bo arrived at the gate of Bathing City, he was killed by two gunshots.

"You idiot who doesn't know how to live or die!"

Xiang Wenlong's mouth twisted and twisted, and asked coldly:

"Who is the murderer?"

Being killed as soon as he was released from prison was such a coincidence that no one had to be suspicious.

The little brother swallowed hard, and stopped talking.

With a gloomy face, Xiang Wenlong shouted:

"What are you doing, mother-in-law, tell me quickly!"

The little brother knew he couldn't hide it, and cold sweat oozed from his forehead:

"At that time, more than 20 of us were present, and there was no abnormality in the surrounding area of ​​tens of meters, and there was no gunman in sight.

We suspect that the other party used a sniper rifle, so we don't know who it is. "

For a moment, the atmosphere at the scene was terribly silent.

Xiang Wenlong and Pang Lao were completely silent, almost unable to believe their ears.

Use a sniper rifle?
Is this the killer of Kowloon Walled City?
Or did you invite mercenaries from the Golden Triangle area?

But Sangbo is just a talker who has lost power, is it worth such a big fight?

Elder Pang frowned, a little in disbelief.

Although there are air leaks everywhere in Xiangjiang, some guns and ammunition may not be controlled, but sniper rifles and bazookas seriously threaten the personal safety of ghosts and are absolutely forbidden to appear.

What's more, now that the marine police are cracking down on piracy unprecedentedly, can such weapons and mercenaries get in?
As for the killers in the Kowloon Walled City, they only fired two shots at a distance of 70 meters without using a scope to kill people and retreated. This level is not only unique, but also rare in the world.

As we all know, even the CIA agents in the lighthouse country are considered elite if they fire five shots at about 30 meters and can hit a moving target with one shot.

Where did this monster come from?
Xiang Wenlong also thought of something, turned his head and asked:
"This is the same person who came to the villa to shoot the night before yesterday?"

Old Pang pondered for a moment:
"We'll have to wait until we compare the types of bullets and the modus operandi, and look at the detailed analysis to find out."

"However, according to my guess, the probability of this is as high as [-]%."

They were all fired tens of meters apart, and the hit rate was astonishingly terrifying.

If it is not the same person, then one's own side will always face this kind of opponent, and the consequences will be terrible.

boom!
Xiang Wenlong's confidant, Crazy Swordsman, suddenly kicked over the coffee table in front of him, and said furiously:
"It must be Dongguan Zaina who is doing something wrong, labor and management are going to strip him!"

Xiang Wenlong's eyes were gloomy and he waved his hand to stop it.

Combining many events back and forth, recalling the hatred between Wang Bao, Sang Bo and Du Sheng, he also tended to believe that the suspect was this little bastard.

To be able to kill Wang Bao in the life and death competition, the opponent is naturally not an easy guy.

However, Xiang Wenlong was still calm, suppressing his anger and asked the younger brother:

"Anything else?"

The younger brother turned pale with fright, and tremblingly said:

"When Bo Ge was on a business trip, he originally wanted to ask Gui Dong Ge to go back to the three streets, but he didn't have a place to stay before he went to the bathing city."

Xiang Wenlong remained expressionless and stopped talking.

Crazy Daohao was angry for a moment, and suddenly asked:

"Boss, Sangbo is dead, but he still has some territory in the Jordan area, and he is the speaker."

Xiang Wenlong frowned and said:
"His territory in Jordan District has almost been taken up by Hong Xing, so what's left?"

Crazy Daohao could hear the hidden anger inside, with a bit of temptation:

"Come back from the war?"

"Call Liangkun and talk to him about Sangbo being ambushed by gunmen hired by Dongguan Tsai."

Xiang Wenlong's tone was cold:
"Sangbo is such a good-for-nothing, at first I thought he was sure that he would step over the boundary first, and I was still helping him in the dark.

As a result, not to mention being trampled back now, it also caused all the prefixes to be lost, and even endured the humiliation to call Liangkun who rushed to the street for an interview. "

Even if Sangbo survived this time, Xiang Wenlong wanted to settle accounts with him.

This kind of wine bag and rice bag is simply a shame.

But if you open the interview first, you will inevitably be at a disadvantage in all aspects, and you will lose face even more.

Crazy Daohao hesitated, and said:
"Sangbo is wrong after all, what if we can't agree?"

Xiang Wenlong's eyes were dark, and he said in a deep voice:
"If we can't reach an agreement, then we will fight a proxy war. There are many excuses."

He has been ups and downs in the rivers and lakes for decades, what unexpected situation has he not seen?

If you really want to fight, you can cause conflicts at will, even let Hong Xing pick things up first.

"Do you want to make some preparations in advance?"

Crazy Daohao has been with Xiang Wenlong for nearly ten years, so he knows the other party's thoughts very well.

And it's about the battle of the four prefixes, how can we fight as we say.

Xiang Wenlong looked at Crazy Daohao, and said meaningfully:
"This kind of thing can't be discussed at all. A treacherous villain like Liangkun is best at being unreasonable, and talking to him is just to show the world.

Where is Lianhui now? "

When Crazy Daohao heard Dianhui's name, his expression changed instantly.

He hesitated for a long time before he opened his mouth and said:

"Still in the Lighthouse Country."

Xiang Wenlong was silent for a moment, as if considering an important decision, he said:
"Call Jinghui back, and leave this matter to him."

Crazy Daohao couldn't help looking at Pang Lao, who shook his head slightly, he couldn't change what Xiang Wenlong had decided.

Crazy Daohao hesitated again and again, but still persuaded:
"Boss, Dianhui is insane, let him..."

Before Crazy Daohao finished speaking, Xiang Wenlong interrupted with a wave:
"Jortun District was originally the territory of Jinhui, if there hadn't been too much trouble last time, I wouldn't have forced him to leave.

But he is a member of the community after all. He was born and died for the prefix, and was finally kicked out of Xiangjiang by me. After all, we still owe him Xinji. "

Seeing that Xiang Wenlong's determination could not be changed, Crazy Daohao sighed and nodded:

"I'll call him in a minute."

The small bosses of Jordan District who were called in for questioning trembled a little when they heard the name of Zhanhui.

One of the little bosses who joined Xinji not long ago couldn't understand what he heard, so he couldn't help asking before leaving:

"Who is the epilepsy that Grandpa and Brother Hao are talking about?"

A little boss looked around and said in a low voice:
"It's Grandpa's winner back then, Xinji's face, Pan Hui, the most outrageous double-bonus red stick in the Jianghu five years ago."

Du Sheng left the corner of Jordan, put the mask and gloves he took off into his trouser pocket as if nothing had happened, and then threw them back into the Dragon Prison space.

Ten minutes later, he returned to an ice cream restaurant in Mong Kok at the junction.

At eight o'clock in the evening, it was the time for eating, drinking and playing. There were many customers in this western restaurant, but Du Sheng saw his woman at a glance.

Zhang Meirun was wearing a pink and purple dress, revealing a section of snow-white calf, with a short shoulder jacket over it. She was sitting there with her mouth pouted angrily, like a gorgeous little princess, she was really outstanding.

When she saw Du Sheng appearing, she immediately put away her bored posture, stood up happily and waved her little hands:

"Brother Dongguan, here!"

Du Sheng smiled, ignoring the glaring single dogs, and leaned over leisurely.

"Guess who I saw outside just now?"

Zhang Meirun was in high spirits, sat down with Du Sheng on his arm, and handed over a cup of milk tea.

"Kung fu superstar Long Wei?"

"How did you know!?"

Zhang Meirun turned her beautiful eyes, her face full of surprise.

"A big star like him will attract attention even if there is trouble, let alone shopping with a woman."

Du Sheng didn't care.

Although Long Wei made a disguise, people who are familiar with him can recognize him at a glance.

And just now the woman next to Long Wei was too pretentious on the side of the road, she just wanted to attract attention and gain Long Wei's reputation.

"Why does Long Wei like this kind of woman? I really don't understand."

Zhang Meirun was a little distressed, because Long Wei was one of the few artists she recognized, and she didn't expect her taste to be so low.

Du Sheng shook her head and smiled, knowing that she was still obsessed with being a celebrity, she thought for a while and said:
"You are not famous now, otherwise I can introduce you."

Zhang Meirun's eyes lit up, and said:
"Brother Dongguan, do you know Long Wei?"

"Some friendships, but favors can only be used once."

Zhang Meirun thought for a while, and had some hopes:

"Brother Dongguan, you have become a shareholder of Qiankun Entertainment, are you filming now?"

"There are two films being filmed, but Qiankun Entertainment is quite special."

Du Sheng's face was weird, and he didn't know how to introduce this entertainment company:
"Its casting is relatively large compared to some of the female protagonists, and the shooting is relatively good. You may—"

Zhang Meirun blinked playfully, and said impatiently:

"Then do you think I can do it?"

Du Sheng turned the chick over and looked left and right, as if an expert was evaluating a rare treasure.

Zhang Meirun was a little nervous, and she couldn't help stretching her graceful body.

After a while, Du Sheng gave a serious comment:
"Your appearance is very good, but our company is not just a superficial person who only cares about appearance,

If I were to choose someone, I would appreciate the inner beauty of women more, but unfortunately you are wearing a dress, and I can't tell whether you are inner inner beauty or not. "

"..."

"Brother Dongguan, you are dead."

Zhang Meirun spat out in embarrassment with a red face, looking very coquettish.

Du Sheng smiled, how could she be willing to let her own woman do this kind of scene, it was just a joke to dispel her thoughts.

Not to mention their flirting here, on the rooftop where the restaurant is located.

"Find out that dead motherfucker Mo Jiaqi for me, first jerk, then brake, then chop it up and feed it to the dogs!"

The fierce man wearing sunglasses and a black windbreaker roared and gnashed his teeth at the younger brothers around him.

He has always been the only one who has blacked others.

When will someone dare to slander him?

However, an entrepreneurial action last night was actually blackmailed!

Fu Guang has already ruled out the undercover agents around him, so there is only one possibility:
It was Mo Jiaqi, the intermediary who provided the information, who was playing tricks!
Damn it, this dead woman even lied to herself, not killing her would not be enough to vent her hatred.

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