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Chapter 130 I’ll pay you a dollar!

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Luotuo kicked the chair away from his buttocks, pointed at Zheng Jirong and said angrily: "What do you want to do! Do you think this is Kowloon?!"

"Shut up, old guy!"

Ayi yelled at Luotuo that the situation on the field was very unfavorable to Brother Rong. Lian Haolong and Optimus Prime, who were originally on their side, had agreed to cooperate with Jiang Tiansheng. Who knew who they would help in a real fight.

Zheng Jirong glanced at the livid camel, then turned to Jiang Tiansheng and said solemnly: "You want to find a little brat who wants to bluff me? Are you thinking that I got my reputation as the governor of Guanxi by begging for food?!"

Jiang Tiansheng looked at Zheng Jirong who was wiping his hands with a silk scarf with a gloomy face. After a moment, he said in a deep voice: "The biggest oil and gas companies in Hong Kong Island are Wan Chai and Yau Tsim Mong. As long as my goods are imported into Yau Tsim Mong, you can keep them every month." You can get tens of millions!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you can actually share tens of millions with me, it's really amazing."

After Zheng Jirong clapped his hands and sighed, he said to A-yi without looking back: "A-yi, how much property fees did our Yau Tsim Mong property company charge last month?"

Ayi replied without thinking: "More than 600 million, all have been deposited in the bank."

A-yi is very concerned about property matters and has to go to the company almost every two days. As the district general manager of Tsim Sha Tsui, he received more than 100 million in dividends last month, so he can't help but care about it.

"Did you hear that? Genius, do you think I'm such a pauper? You want to encourage me to sell fans just for tens of millions?"

After hearing this, Luotuo and the others glared at Zheng Jirong angrily. Why did he insist on insulting them if he rushed to the street and refused to sell?

But when they think about Zheng Jirong's legal income of tens of millions every month, they can't help but go crazy with jealousy. How much money do they make from selling fans every month?
Once you get the money, you still have to spend time and effort to wash it out. It takes at least two or three months to wash out tens of millions. In two or three months of hard work, Guanxi Street has already made [-] million.

The bosses got more and more angry as they thought about it, and they also said in a confused manner: "How come you can make so much money without breaking the law? You must keep him today!"
Jiang Tiansheng took a deep breath, knowing that he would not be able to convince Zheng Jirong today.

He stared at Zheng Jirong and said calmly: "If you don't make tens of millions of profits, your younger brother will do it too. You can't stop it."

"Yeah." Zheng Jirong nodded and said, "What you said makes sense, but so what? As long as I am still prosperous in Yau Tsim, you losers can't even think about getting in!"

"That's why we don't have to talk?"

"If you want to talk, you must be qualified to talk to me!"

Zheng Jirong pointed at Luo Tuo, Lei Gong and others and said coldly to Jiang Tiansheng: "You think you can scare me by asking a few old guys to come over? Open your eyes and take a look. Hong Kong Island is different now from before!"

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Jiang Tiansheng seemed to be stimulated by Zheng Jirong's words. For the first time, everyone in the audience lost their previous calm demeanor. He slapped the table angrily and stood up and said to Zheng Jirong in a deep voice:
"Don't think that I really dare not touch you!"

"Move me?"

Zheng Jirong kicked away the crow that was moaning in pain on the ground, pointed at the ground and shouted angrily:
"Looking at the entire Hong Kong Island, who dares to touch my town of Guanxi!"

After Jiang Tiansheng heard this, he picked up the teacup on the table and threw it to the ground.

There was a crisp sound of breaking porcelain, and a group of people suddenly poured out of each private room on the second floor, each holding a pistol and pointing it at Zheng Jirong.

"I want to see if you really can't move in Guanxi!"

Under the threat of dozens of guns, Zheng Jirong sneered twice and said disdainfully: "I already called Zheng Biao and Tang Zhudi before coming to Tuen Mun. I might as well tell you that as long as I don't call them back after an hour, They will use all their strength to wipe out you Hongxing, you try to shoot!"

After hearing this, Jiang Tiansheng's pupils shrank and his face became uncertain. Although they had a lot of big water pipes in Hongxing, they were completely inferior compared to Zheng Biao and the others. Zheng Biao and Tang Zhudi were at the same level. He usually has no access to the super-rich people. If they really want to avenge Zheng Jirong, they will mobilize their connections and resources to drive them away.
Just when he was struggling in his heart, Zheng Jirong suddenly said calmly: "But that would be too boring."

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure flashed to the nearest Jiang Tianyang like a ghost, and grabbed his neck with his right hand to block him in front of him.

Jiang Tiansheng was shocked. In order to prevent accidental injury, he quickly shouted to both sides: "Don't shoot!"

He turned to look at Zheng Jirong and said angrily: "What do you want to do? Let Tianyang go!"

"Don't worry."

Zheng Jirong flipped his left hand and a grenade slipped out of his sleeve.

Under the horrified eyes of everyone, he pulled out the bolt and quickly pressed the safety fuse, then grinned and looked at Jiang Tiansheng and others, "It will explode as soon as I let go of my hand. Do you dare to play with me?" "

Before Jiang Tiansheng opened his mouth, Lei Gong and the others could no longer sit still.

"Mr. Zheng, please don't be impulsive. Business cannot be done with justice. There is no need to make the situation so ugly."

"Yes, Mr. Zheng, it's just a trivial matter, why use a knife or a gun?"

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Zheng Jirong glanced disdainfully at these old guys. It is true that the older you get, the less courage you get. Not to mention Wang Bao and others who have been watching with cold eyes, even Jiang Tianyang, who was held hostage by him, did not have much panic on his face at this time.

These old things are indeed outdated!

Jiang Tiansheng breathed out, stared at Zheng Jirong and said slowly, "Let go of Tianyang, I can let you go."

"Walk?"

Zheng Jirong pretended to be surprised and said to him: "You Hongxing invited me to participate in the Changhong auction, but now that Changhong has not come out, you are driving me away?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Zheng Jirong in surprise. You have already taken out your grenades, but you are still waiting to bid for Changhong?

"What, the auction is over?"

Jiang Tiansheng snorted coldly after hearing this. Just when he was about to ask Brother Ji to continue hosting, he found that this old boy had already hidden somewhere.

He immediately called to Thirteenth Sister who was not far away: "Thirteenth Sister, go up and preside over Changhong's auction."

"Okay Mr. Jiang."

Thirteenth sister took a deep breath and walked slowly to the auction stage. Mr. Jiang did not tell her this time’s plan, so before the event started, she really didn’t know that the auction would turn out like this, and that those who had never The person who rushed out of the private room was something she had never seen before in Hongxing, and his face was very angry.

Of course, what she didn't expect was that being held up by dozens of guns, Guanxi could come back and continue to bid.

It seems that Zhen Guanxi really wants their Hongxing Changhong.

"Ahem, hello, bosses, the grand finale of this auction is our Hongxing Changhong."

Thirteenth sister pointed to a seven-eight-meter-long red cloth hanging on the stage, and then said: "Changhong's base price is sixteen thousand eighty, start bidding now."

The atmosphere in the restaurant was a bit treacherous at this moment, and she was not in the mood to play tricks like Brother Ji did before, so she quickly stepped aside after speaking.

"Sixteen thousand eight."

Jiang Tiansheng raised his hand to Zheng Jirong and said, "Mr. Zheng, if you are interested, you are free to bid."

"I don't like the number one hundred and sixty-eight. Let's do this!"

Zheng Jirong snarled his teeth, and after thinking for a while, he slammed the hand holding the grenade on the table, scaring everyone around him into a cold sweat.

"One dollar is enough!"

He said to everyone: "I like to be the first in everything I do, so I think the price of one dollar is the perfect price!"

"what do y'all think?"

Lei Gong and others who wanted to refute him fell silent when they saw the grenade in his hand.

As for Lian Haolong and others, even if they cooperate with Hong Xing, they will not offend Zheng Jirong because of a long red.

Zheng Jirong took in everyone's expressions. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Jiang Tiansheng, "No one seems to be fighting with me. Mr. Jiang, do you want to raise the price?"

At this time, Jiang Tiansheng had completely lost the magnanimity he had at the beginning. He squinted his eyes and said harshly: "The starting price is [-], what do you mean by paying one dollar?"

"Tsk, you look like this isn't going to be easy, right?" "Yes, Mr. Zheng, one yuan is really too much for others to handle, so why don't you come up with one or sixty-eight dollars?"

Zheng Jirong looked at the camel who came out to smooth things over, and said to him with a stern face: "It's difficult to handle, you idiot, then don't do it!"

After saying that, he was about to lift the safety plate of the grenade!
"and many more!!"

Everyone quickly raised their hands to stop it. Even Wang Bao and the others, who had remained calm-faced, couldn't help but breathed a little faster in fear. At such a close distance, if it really exploded, they didn't know if a whole body would be left.

"Mr. Jiang?"

Looking at the hateful face in front of him, Jiang Tiansheng resisted the urge to take out a gun and shoot him. He took a deep breath and said through his teeth, "Since no one is bidding, the red one is yours."

"Hahaha, then I'm welcome, A-yi, send two brothers to get Changhong down for me."

After A Yi and the others got Chang Hong, Zheng Jirong looked down at Jiang Tianyang, who had been silent, "Sir, could you please light a cigarette for me?"

After hearing this, Jiang Tianyang nodded, took out a cigarette from the box and gave it to Zheng Jirong. After he put it in his mouth, Jiang Tianyang said: "Mr. Zheng is really amazing, courageous and courageous. I can see that you are really not good at it." I am willing to do the flour business, but what about boxing matches? Is Mr. Zheng interested?"

After lighting the cigarette, Zheng Jirong took out his first breath.

Looking at Jiang Tianyang, who was held hostage by him but still remained calm-faced, he raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "The boxing match you planned sounds interesting. If you have time, you can come to Yau Tsim Mong to see me. I think we should have many common topic."

"Then it's a deal!"

After talking to Jiang Tianyang, Zheng Jirong looked around at everyone present, shrugged and said calmly: "You look like you are urging me to leave. Forget it, I won't disturb you anymore."

He then said to Jiang Tianyang: "I would like to trouble you to accompany us for a while."

"Hahaha, it's just a small matter, so what if I accompany you to Kowloon with Mr. Zheng."

After hearing this, Zheng Jirong chuckled and said, "It seems that you are indeed more suitable to be the leader than your brother."

After saying that, without looking at Jiang Tiansheng and others, he turned around and led A Yi and the others downstairs. The rest of the people looked at his arrogant look and cursed secretly in their hearts.

Different from them, Ding Yao, who had been staying among the Sanlian Gang, was looking at Zheng Jirong's back with blurred eyes and shimmering eyes.

Downstairs, A Miao and others were confronting Hong Xing's people. When they heard something was wrong upstairs, A Miao was ready to lead people to rush up, but a large group of Hong Xing's people blocked the stairs. mouth, just when Wen Tailai was about to explode his clothes, the group of people opposite suddenly took out dozens of guns...

"Brother Rong! Are you okay?"

Zheng Jirong gave Ah Miao a reassuring look and said, "Go and drive."

Amiao, who was always smart, saw the grenade and the hostage in Zheng Jirong's hand, and he roughly understood what happened. He nodded and walked quickly to the car.

Zheng Jirong walked out the door step by step without changing his expression. The Hong Xing boys who were originally blocking the door at the stairway unconsciously spread out.

When he reached the car, Zheng Jirong let go of Jiang Tianyang, dusted his shoulders and said with a warm smile: "Thank you, Mr. Jiang."

"Mr. Zheng, you're welcome. In fact, when you say Mr. Zheng Biao's name, you will be safer than everyone in the room."

Zheng Jirong shook his head, raised the grenade holding the safety clip, and said to him word by word: "You must rely on yourself!"

When Jiang Tianyang heard this, he squinted his eyes and nodded. The man in front of him really gave him an unusual feeling.

Just as he was about to get in the car, a voice called him from behind, "Mr. Zheng, wait a minute."

Wang Bao walked up to him and said, "Thanks to Mr. Zheng for being brave and knowledgeable, otherwise I might not be able to get out of this restaurant this time."

Zheng Jirong chuckled and waved his hand. The fat man was ruthless and ruthless in the original film. He didn't believe that this guy didn't have any backup plans.

Although Jiang Tiansheng can be considered a qualified club boss, in this Hong Kong comprehensive world, not to mention Zheng Jirong, Wang Bao alone is much better than him. If he wants to play, it would be about the same if his younger brother Jiang Tianyang is there. .

After saying hello to them, when Zheng Jirong leaned into the car, Ajie behind Wang Bao suddenly asked:
"Mr. Zheng, is the grenade in your hand real?"

Zheng Jirong did not reply to him. After the car started slowly, he stretched out the hand holding the grenade from the car window.

With a wave of his wrist, the grenade flew to an uninhabited corner and exploded instantly!
After Wang Bao and others saw all this, they couldn't help but shrink their pupils. This guy Zhen Guanxi... is really crazy.

In the car, Zheng Jirong dusted off his clothes and said to Ayi casually: "The mouth of the crow upstairs just now really smells bad, it smelt me."

"I see."

Ayi nodded, with a cruel smile on his originally gloomy face.

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Late night, Yuen Long.

Crow is furious at the boys in the hospital.

"You bunch of losers! If you can't kidnap a woman, what's the use of raising you?"

The younger brother explained with a bitter look on his face: "There is nothing we can do, brother. Several women in Guanxi are surrounded by bodyguards. We were discovered as soon as we caught up with them, and several of our brothers had their legs broken."

"I'll attack your mother! I'll attack your mother!"

Wu Wu angrily kicked his subordinates angrily. He didn't expect that the bastard Zhen Guanxi would have bodyguards for each of his women. This made him so angry that he had nowhere to vent his anger.

"Brother, don't be angry now. The doctor said the hand can still be reattached. Calm down your anger."

The crow spat on the ground. He must avenge this!
"Go find me two women! I'm very angry now!"

"Oh oh oh, okay, let's go now."

After the younger brothers hurriedly ran out, Wu Wu touched his severed hand. He didn't know how Zhen Guanxi, the bastard, practiced. At that time, his hand fell to the ground and he didn't react.

But as long as his crow is not dead, Zhen Guanxi will wait for his revenge. If he can't get your woman, he will set your place on fire!

Wu Yao was thinking about how to get revenge on Zheng Jirong for a long time on the bed. Suddenly he noticed that the whole ward was extremely quiet inside and outside, and the chatter of the juniors in the corridor suddenly stopped.

He shouted twice to the outside: "Dolls are strong? Fat boys are super?"

Hearing that no one answered, he couldn't help but feel extremely uneasy. Then he suddenly saw the door handle of the ward turning.

Crow jumped out of bed, opened the window and jumped down from the third floor.

Enduring the severe pain of the wound, Crow was about to get up from the ground, when suddenly a pair of leather shoes came into view.

He looked up in panic and found that he was already surrounded by a large number of people.

"Come on! I'm here!"

Ayi grinned and sneered: "Stop calling me a country bumpkin. While you were lying in the hospital, I had already taken care of all your little brothers."

"Wait! If you kill me, Dongxing won't let you go!"

"Ha ha……"

Ayi reached out and took an axe, swung it and walked to Crow.

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