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Chapter 325 Zheng Jirong: “These six friends of mine are not ordinary people.”

Inside a public housing building.

Fu Guang kicked over the chair he was sitting on, stood up and cursed angrily at Ji Binxiong and others: "Damn, what the hell, I thought you had some clever plan by hiding in the public house, but you ended up lying here waiting to die? !”

"Didn't you say you wanted to take the hostages and negotiate with the police?"

He pointed at Ji Binxiong and shouted: "How come I haven't seen a single negotiator yet! These gangs of cops are obviously going to kill us completely. Just go out and fight them!"

"Fight? Why fight with them?"

The professor bit his cigarette butt and said calmly: "Not to mention the Flying Tigers in the whole building, there are hundreds of mobile troops wearing blue berets, and there are also a large group of police officers outside who are ready to support at any time. At least There are more than two hundred people! Fight with them? We don’t even know if we still have two hundred bullets!"

"Are we just going to sit there and wait for death? Now, except for our floor, almost all the residents on other floors of the building have been evacuated. When only our floor is left, these gangsters will definitely take action!"

"I don't think you need to be so anxious," Ji Binxiong looked at him and said, "As I said before, there is essentially no difference between ten hostages and a thousand hostages. As long as these policemen don't have their brains filled with water, in the end They will still negotiate with us, and by then, we will no longer be the passive ones.”

Having said this, he turned to look at the residents squatting in the corner, guarded by four men with guns, and said in a cold tone: "You have also seen the photos I gave you before, and I advise you not to have any messy thoughts. These royal policemen will do anything to block your guns when they are in danger, but you still expect these guys to protect you? Be obedient, and we will let you go when we get out."

".Did you take the photo?"

"That's right," Ye Guohuan agreed with a sullen face, "I heard that he has a lot of women. When the time comes, we will kidnap them all and blackmail him for 100 million for each one!"

After hearing his words, each of these residents lowered their heads and stared at the ground, not even daring to whisper to each other. The leader took pictures of the fight between the gang and the police and showed them to them. Even The police were so scared that they would use a little girl to block their guns, let alone unarmed ordinary people like them.

"That's right, go back and tell you, sir. Not only was I the one who took the photo of residents blocking bullets, but I was also the one who made the police kneel down and beg for mercy. My name is Ji Binxiong, and I think you Royal Police officers may never forget me in this life. name."

On the command vehicle outside the building.

Fu Guang cursed unhappily: "If I can go out this time, I have to work for their Huasheng Group! Steal all the cash on his gambling boat!"

Just when the group of people in the room were thinking about how to retaliate against Zheng Jirong, the younger brother who was guarding the corridor suddenly opened the door and walked in, "Boss, a man claiming to be a negotiator came to our floor. He said he was He came to negotiate with us on behalf of the police."

"what's up?"

"Isn't your commander's face very exciting after seeing the photos I took?"

"Damn it, I shouldn't have called him!"

"There's no rush," a deep male voice said, "There's something I'm particularly curious about right now. I wonder if you can tell me?"

"Speaking of which, I'm more concerned about what it means to suppress Guanxi than negotiating with the police. Why did he suddenly get mixed up with the cops?"

Ye Guohuan looked out the window attentively, "Isn't he going to report us to the police?"

"Hahaha, Brother Ye really sees the same thing as a hero!"

The voices of Ji Binxiong and others came out through the eavesdropping device worn by He Shangsheng.

As soon as these words came out, Fu Guang and the others at the table suddenly became excited. Even Ji Binxiong, who had always been expressionless, softened his expression and said, "Search him first, and then bring him in."

"What conditions can you offer? I will try my best to deal with you without harming the hostages."

"Probably not," Ji Binxiong shook his head and said, "He has a weird personality and has always been elusive. But judging from what he said on the phone before, it seems that he has completely distanced himself from us with the police."

Not long after, a tall, dark-skinned man wearing a black suit was brought in.

"clear."

Ji Binxiong.

After Brother No. 1 recited twice in his mind, he ordered Li Wenbin, who was also listening with headphones on the other side: "Raise this guy's danger level by another level."

After the two of them finished speaking, they continued to listen to the content in the headphones attentively, but then a cough suddenly sounded in the car.

Zheng Jirong cleared his throat and looked at Brother 1 and others who were turning to look at him and spread their hands, "You all have headphones to listen to the sound, why don't I?"

"Why are you still here?"

Brother Yi was surprised and said: "We are at work, what are you doing here if you don't go out?"

"What are you going out for?"

Zheng Jirong said matter-of-factly: "I have many friends who live in this public housing building, and many of them are being held hostage by gangsters. For their safety, do you think I can leave with peace of mind?"

"Do you have friends who live in public housing?" Brother Yi looked disbelieving. "You haven't read my information carefully at first glance. I was just a poor boy living in a low-rent building two years ago. Is it strange that I have a few poor friends?"

Zheng Jirong walked up to them and took off the headphones that were on Fang Jiexia's head. "Officer Fang, if you are okay, go out first and I will monitor it for you."

"I"

Faced with Zheng Jirong's rogue behavior, Fang Jiexia, who had a fiery personality, suddenly didn't know how to speak and could only look to Liu Jiehui for help.

"Mr. Zheng, you do this."

"Let him listen." Brother Yi waved his hand and asked Fang Jiexia to give the headphones to Zheng Jirong. All he was thinking about now was how to deal with this group of gangsters, and he had no intention of understanding Zheng Jirong's behavior that exceeded the rules.

After Zheng Jirong smiled at Fang Jiexia, he put the headphones on his head. As soon as he put them on, he heard the various conditions put forward by Ji Binxiong.

"First, I can give you half of the hostages first, but I won't give you the other half until all your police have withdrawn from Tseung Kwan O."

"Second, prepare two helicopters. I will see them on the top floor in fifteen minutes."

"Third, the cash truck we robbed contained 200 million in cash destined for the banknote shredding factory. I need you to send this money over within fifteen minutes as compensation for us!"

"Fourth. We want to meet Zhen Guanxi!"

Ok?

After hearing this, Brother Yi, Li Wenbin and others all turned to look at the man next to them in surprise, "Mr. Zheng, why does this gangster want to see you?"

"You ask me, I still want to ask you!"

Zheng Jirong put down his headphones and frowned at them: "Do you think I planned this robbery?"

"That's not true, but since the gangster wants to see you, there must be a reason."

"The reason is that they are jealous that I am rich and powerful at a young age, and they want to drag a rich man to take my back before I die. Is this a good enough reason?"

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After hearing this, the first brother took a deep look at Zheng Jirong, who had no expression on his face, and said to Li Wenbin: "Get the things ready for them and have the Flying Tigers on standby at any time. As long as these guys get on the helicopter, they want to kill them in the air." easy!"

"I understand, but what about the 200 million old banknotes?"

"They are all old banknotes that need to be destroyed anyway. Do you think these banknotes can be retained after the helicopter explodes?"

"Yeah Sir!"

Just when Li Wenbin was about to go out to arrange the operation, Zheng Jirong suddenly stood up and stopped him. Then he said to Brother Yi: "If I were you, I would never agree to the conditions of these people."

"Don't worry, Mr. Zheng," Brother Yi said calmly, "As long as you don't want to, we will never send you into the building to meet these gangsters."

"No, no, no, I think you misunderstood me."

Zheng Jirong shook his head and said to them: "The person who has been communicating with the negotiators on behalf of the gangsters just now is called Ji Binxiong. This person is very thoughtful, and escaping by helicopter has many disadvantages. He couldn't have imagined that you would send the Flying Tigers in the sky afterwards. Chase.”

"What do you mean?"

"It means that the helicopter is just a cover. They must have other escape plans!"

Li Wenbin and Liu Jiehui looked at each other after hearing this, and then said to Brother No. 1: "What Mr. Zheng said makes sense. It is indeed unrealistic to escape by helicopter."

"Yes, Director, this Ji Binxiong is very cunning. He was responsible for the photo scandal. Maybe this guy is actually using a helicopter to cover their real escape plan."

"Then what do you think we should do? Just let the Flying Tigers break in and fight?"

Brother No. 1 frowned and said dissatisfiedly: "We have just counted them, and there are a total of thirty-six hostages in this group of people! If something happens to these thirty-six people..."

"Cough cough."

Zheng Jirong coughed slightly and interrupted: "Actually, strictly speaking, they should only have thirty hostages, and six of them are my friends."

Under the puzzled gazes of Brother Yi and Li Wenbin, he said with a raised corner of his mouth: "These six friends of mine are not ordinary people."

(End of this chapter)