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Chapter 127: Miss Fang, are all the movies you shot real?

Zheng Jirong took out a cut cigar from his arms and threw it to him.

He casually glanced at the crowd of young men following Wang Bao and joked:
"I'm just here to visit Tuen Mun. Why are you scared with so many young people?"

Wang Bao lit his cigar and grinned: "Since Hong Xing specially invited me here, of course I will bring more people to support him!
It's a pity that Tuen Mun is too remote, otherwise I would really like to bring thousands more people here. The more people there are, the more lively it will be! "

Zheng Jirong saw that his idea coincided with his own. He pointed at Wang Bao with a cigar-holding finger and said with a smile:

"Calling you a bad guy is indeed correct, hahaha."

"Each each other."

While they were talking, two more groups of people arrived outside the restaurant.

Wang Bao, who was thinking about how to make connections with Zhen Guanxi to do business together, saw him and said to Zheng Jirong:
"Mr. Zheng, two old friends are here."

Zheng Jirong glanced at him and saw that one of them was about the same size as Wang Bao, but his face was not as fierce as Wang Bao's, and his body was much less violent.

The other person was a short, fat, middle-aged man with very thick eyebrows and a smile on his face. This man felt very similar to A Le, and he looked like a smiling tiger as well.

When they came up behind him, Wang Bao raised his hand and introduced Zheng Jirong:

"This is the boss of Lian Haolong Company of Zhongyixin. The one who is always smiling is Optimus Prime of Xihuan. As for the person next to me, I don't think I need to introduce you too much, right?"

"Hahaha, this must be Mr. Zheng Guanxi. I am Optimus Prime. We worked together last time."

Hearing Optimus Prime's harsh drake voice, Zheng Jirong smiled and stretched out his hand to greet him: "It turns out to be Mr. Qing. Your name is really domineering."

"It's just the brothers on the road who give me face."

After Zheng Jirong finished talking to him, he turned his attention to Lian Haolong aside, "Hello, Mr. Lian, we had a great time working together last time."

"Yes, Mr. Zheng, I have always wanted to visit you in Mong Kok, but unfortunately I am too busy during this period and I really can't spare the time."

After hearing this, Zheng Jirong said casually: "I've heard about it in Mong Kok. It seems that Wan Chai has been a little uneasy recently."

"Hahaha", Lian Haolong laughed a few times and then said decisively: "With me here, there will be no chaos in Wan Chai!"

Seeing the confident look on his face, Zheng Jirong smiled and said nothing. Chen Yaoxing was a man with means and strategies, and now he had a lame man with strong martial arts skills helping him. It was not as easy as Lian Haolong said to deal with him.

Thinking of the lame man, Zheng Jirong glanced at the little Lanmao who had been following Lian Haolong and holding a Han sword.

I heard that when this blue guy went to clean up Chen Yaoxing's place, he was forced back by a few moves from the lame man. If Chen Yaoxing hadn't taken Lian Haolong's power into account, he would have been beaten to death.

After Luo Tianhong noticed Zheng Jirong's gaze, his hand holding the sword suddenly tightened. It was said on the road that Zhen Guanxi was obsessed with swordsmanship. He had long wanted to challenge him, but now, he wanted to defeat him more than Zhen Guanxi. That cripple named Feng Yuxiu.

"Mr. Zheng, I wonder if you are interested in the Changhong auctioned by Hongxing this time?"

"Oh?" Zheng Jirong glanced down at Optimus Prime, who was smiling, and asked curiously: "What, are you interested?"

Optimus Prime shook his head, squinted his eyes and said, "Looking at the guests Hong Xing invited this time, I'm afraid the purpose is not just as simple as auctioning off Chang Hong."

"so what?"

Zheng Jirong pointed at him and asked with a smile: "Are you afraid?"

Optimus Prime smiled and said nothing.

He then turned to look at Wang Bao and Lian Haolong, "Are you afraid?"

After hearing this, both of them had cold smiles on their lips.

"That's fine." Zheng Jirong clapped his hands, "Let's go, I want to see where Hong Xing has the courage to shout with us."

Thirteenth sister who was serving as a welcome guest at the door of the restaurant heard the arrogant laughter of this group of people and said unhappily to Pheasant:
"Look at their triumphant looks. These people must be planning some bad ideas. You should pay more attention to them when the time comes."

Pheasant kept a calm face and said nothing, looking straight at Zhen Guanxi and Lian Haolong.

"Hey," Thirteenth Sister pushed the pheasant and warned, "Don't mess around. Today is Hongxing's big day."

"Hmph, sooner or later I will kill them to avenge Foreskin the Great God."

"Okay, they're coming, be careful."

After seeing a group of them come in, Thirteenth Sister stood up and stepped forward to greet them: "How many bosses are here so late?"

Zheng Jirong glanced at Pheasant who was silent next to her, raised his eyebrows and said calmly: "It's because your place is so remote. I wanted to find someone to ask for directions, but I couldn't even see anyone on the road in broad daylight. .”

Thirteenth sister's smile froze, and she laughed and said, "Of course your Yau Jian Wang is incomparable to Mr. Zheng."

"There are advantages to being in a remote place. Dozens of people died and the police couldn't find them when they came."

Zheng Jirong turned to look at Pheasant who interrupted, nodded in agreement and said, "That's right, but I don't know who died."

At this time, Luo Tianhong, who was following Lian Haolong, suddenly said: "Are you a pheasant?"

Pheasant looked at him coldly, "So what?"

Luo Tianhong shrugged, "Your fat man named Baopi from Hongxing said before he died that his good brother Shan Ji would avenge him. Why didn't you come after I waited for so long? You don't dare, right?"

"Go to Nima!"

Hearing Bao Pi's name, Pheasant couldn't hold back the anger in his heart and pointed at Luo Tianhong and was about to take action.

"stop!"

At this time, a cold shout came from the stairs, and Jiang Tiansheng walked towards this side from upstairs with his arms around a woman wearing a blue skirt that covered her hips.

He first glared at the pheasant, then with a gentle smile on his face, he extended his hand to Zheng Jirong and others and said, "I'm sorry, the kid is ignorant, don't get angry with him."

Zheng Jirong pointedly said: "I remember that this little chicken seems to be following the Sanlian Gang from Wandao to make a living. You Hongxing are really proud of you. It seems that there are still guests from Wandao here today."

"Hahaha", Jiang Tiansheng said with a bright smile: "Sure enough, I can't hide anything from you, Mr. Zheng. Mr. Lei from the Sanlian Gang is upstairs."

Zheng Jirong shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said, "That's great. I like liveliness the most. The more people there are, the happier I am."

Jiang Tiansheng smiled and nodded, then turned to say hello to Wang Bao and others.

Zheng Jirong took a second look at the woman following Jiang Tiansheng. This woman seemed to be also named Fang Ting and she was also a third-party movie star.

He was secretly disdainful that Jiang Tiansheng was also a well-known society boss in Hong Kong, but he actually found a star who was filming a three-part movie to be his pawn. It was really embarrassing for them.

But when he thought that Lian Haolong's wife had been a young lady before, he suddenly felt that Fang Ting was not unacceptable.

Thinking of this, Zheng Jirong snapped his fingers at Fang Ting. When she turned around, Zheng Jirong approached her and asked:

"Miss Fang, there's something I've always been curious about. Are all the threesome movies you filmed real?"

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(End of this chapter)