Hong Kong: When the Wind Rises Again

Chapter 162: Trampling the four major talkers underfoot!

When hanging out, it’s important to hang out with the right people.

When a society or even a big boss does not act like a big boss on something, then someone will defect.

In the face of absolute strength, this group of Ma Zai newly recruited by He Shengtu made their own new choices.

The dark crowd in the parking lot brought great psychological pressure to Lang Ziyan.

"Langziyan!"

Wu Zhihui stood under the pavilion, raising his eyes slightly and looking at Lang Ziyan expressionlessly: "You are so courageous. You know that you are my Wu Zhihui's man, but you still openly oppose me."

Aji and Abu looked at each other, rushed forward, stepped on the wall and climbed up, easily crossed the railing and entered the pavilion, staring coldly at Lang Ziyan.

"Langziyan!"

Wu Zhihui gave a soft drink and stared at him: "Let me ask you, are you so brave to ask so many people to challenge Wu Zhihui here tonight, or is it someone who instigated you to do this?!"

"Tell me, if it has nothing to do with you, I might consider letting you live."

Wu Zhihui's questioning voice was loud, resounding in the parking lot, and clearly reaching the ears of Jabao, Silly Lao Tai and the others behind him. Hearing it, Jabao's heartbeat seemed to have stopped for a moment.

If Liang Ziyan said that he was the instigator, then the conflict would be transferred to himself.

"Hahaha"

Lang Ziyan raised his head and laughed, looking at Wu Zhihui: "Wu Zhihui, there is no need to dig a hole for me at this time. If I tell you, even if you let me live, will they let me go?"

He looked at the dark crowd under the stage, and then at the two brothers Aji and Abu who surrounded him on the left and right, his eyes flickering.

tonight.

I feel like I'm in trouble.

With full calculation and confidence, so many people competed against Wu Zhihui. Who knew that Wu Zhihui only used one gun to break the game, and he seemed to be the biggest victim of this collision.

If he wants to survive, he can only rely on the woman in front of him, Lisa.

"You are powerful enough, there is nothing special about you!"

Luang Ziyan roared hysterically with anger, stretched out his hand to grab Lisa's neck, caught Lisa's chin with his palm, and used force to pull Lisa to him:

"But I have her, I want to leave, let me go, or I will..."

But he hasn't finished speaking yet.

in sight.

A short knife flew towards him.

offstage.

Wu Zhihui had already guessed that Liang Ziyan was at the end of his rope, and the best option to escape was to take Lisa as a hostage and leave.

He had been staring at Lang Ziyan for a long time. When Lang Ziyan reached out to grab Lisa, Wu Zhihui took action and reached out to grab the short knife held in the long-haired hand next to him.

He held the handle of the knife in his palm, his eyes as sharp as a falcon, focused on Lang Ziyan, his arms followed suit, and his biceps bulged instantly, giving people a strong sense of power, and the short knife was violently lifted. Throw.

"call out!"

The heavy short knife rotated in the air due to force, making a little bit of breaking wind sound, cutting through the raindrops falling in the air, and took it straight to Lang Ziyan's arm.

"Pfft!"

The moment Liang Ziyan reached out to grab Lisa, the short knife had arrived. The sharp blade had strong cutting power and easily cut off Liang Ziyan's arm directly from the wrist.

The short knife continued to fly backwards and nailed into the pillar of the pavilion, piercing deeply. The strong stamina caused the blade to continue to vibrate, causing the handle to tremble.

The blood stained on the blade gathered together under the vibration, and flowed down the blade under the influence of gravity.

What happened in just a short moment gave Liang Ziyan no time to react. After grabbing Lisa's throat, he used his arms to pull Lisa forward.

so that.

He didn't even react when his wrist was disconnected. Without the connection between the stress points, his whole person moved backwards under the influence of inertia, lost his balance and fell to the ground.

"what!"

Lang Ziyan's screams resounded over the pavilion. He looked at the palm still holding Lisa's throat, and then at the right hand with a smooth cut surface without the palm. His entire face was pale, and big beads of sweat were sliding down his cheeks. .

"This"

"how come."

Everyone was so surprised by this sudden scene that they were speechless.

As for Jia Bao and others behind him, they were even more dumbfounded. They had long heard that Wu Zhihui had some skills. Did he not expect that he had reached this point?

It's impossible to kill someone's hand with a flying knife. It's impossible to be a Jedi. How can ordinary people have such great strength?

"It's fucking."

Ye Jihuan also saw this scene, subconsciously tightened the AK rifle in his hand and moved his fingers.

Holding a gun by yourself doesn't seem to have much advantage. If this knife hits you, the AK will have already landed by this time, right?
How could Wu Zhihui be so scary? He still underestimated him. Fortunately, he and he were not enemies.

Ye Jihuan thought so in his heart.

"Lisa!"

Abu rushed forward and helped Lisa cut the rope on her body. Lisa was so frightened that she subconsciously hugged Abu, and the two hugged each other tightly.

a while.

Lisa regained her composure and withdrew from Abu's arms. She looked at the screaming Lian Ziyan with a complicated expression, thought for a moment, bent down and picked up Lian Ziyan's broken palm.

She walked up to Lang Ziyan and returned her hand to him: "Put your hand in your arms to keep it warm. Find a capable hospital. Maybe your hand can be connected."

For a doctor like her, such small scenes have long been commonplace, and she is not afraid at all when holding a severed hand.

Lang Ziyan was stunned for a moment, raised his head, looked at the broken palm in Lisa's hand, and focused his eyes on Lisa's face.

Lisa put the severed palm in his hand, and took out a silk scarf from her pocket to help Lang Ziyan make a simple hemostatic bandage on his wrist.

Abu didn't stop Lisa, he just stood on the side and watched, always on guard against any further moves by Luang Ziyan.

"what!"

Lang Ziyan looked at the driver whose wrist was bandaged and tied with a bow and was stained red with blood. He let out a heartbreaking roar, lowered his head and cried bitterly.

"take away!"

Wu Zhihui glanced at Lang Ziyan coldly, turned around and strode outside.

I don't know when the rain stopped, the surroundings became quiet, and the air was filled with the fresh smell after the rain.

Wu Zhihui came to Ji Bao and stared at him: "Ji Bao, Liang Ziyan is yours. If he does what he does and you still support him, there will be consequences."

He glanced at the people in the car coldly, and said word by word: "Liang Ziyan does things out of his place, without rules and regulations. Since he doesn't say who instigated him, he did it on his own initiative."

"I lost so much tonight, so naturally I have to recover the interest. I asked my people to fully take over his territory. Do you have any objections?!"

"Shh!"

Jibao's pupils shrank and he stared at Wu Zhihui.

No wonder he wanted to keep him here. Wu Zhihui wanted to let him watch him beat his people to the ground, and then take over his territory openly.

"impossible!"

Jia Bao subconsciously roared: "Wu Zhihui, what have you lost? The person who has lost the most is me. You want to invade our and Shengtu's territory!"

"Both and each other, at the beginning, didn't you still want to use the funeral as a springboard to invade our territory in Aberdeen?"

Wu Zhihui sneered and flexed his fingers while strolling: "However, I, Wu Zhihui, have no interest in your ruined territory in Tsuen Wan. If you don't want me to take over the territory of Lang Ziyan, fine."

He paused and continued: "I'll give you one more choice. You, a talker, can pay me an extra 500 million yuan, and I won't let you go."

"impossible!"

Jiebao blurted out subconsciously and refused directly.

"Well, then I won't embarrass you."

Wu Zhihui nodded, turned around and looked at the two hundred or so people left in the parking lot, adding up to the two groups, and shouted loudly:
"If you want to follow Wu Zhihui, I'll give you a chance to show off. Now you can follow Big D and Changmao and help me break into Heshengtu's territory and annex Langziyan's power."

"it is good!"

Everyone roared in unison, full of momentum.

Ju Bao's expression suddenly turned pale: "How dare you?!"

"Why don't you dare?!"

Wu Zhihui's answer was sonorous and powerful: "I'll give you three more seconds to think about it." Then he looked at Tai Tai: "500 million, you think it's too much. If you don't have money, you can ask your master for it."

"He is also the Emperor of Wan Chai after all. To support you tonight, he must have shed a lot of blood by calling two more talkative people over. He used to help Lei Sheng take care of real estate, and he doesn't have much else in his hands. Lots of money!”

Wu Zhihui looked at Tai, the silly guy: "Right, Wan! Zai! Emperor! Emperor!"

Wu Zhihui bites the last four words very hard, which makes Silly Tai's face become more and more gloomy. At this moment, his nickname of "Emperor of Wan Chai" seems particularly ironic and abrupt when he calls it from Wu Zhihui's mouth.

The Emperor of Wan Chai is nothing but bullshit. He is trampled by me, Wu Zhihui, and has no face under his feet.

There were only two choices before them, either pay the money or have their territory taken over. If the territory was really taken over by Wu Zhihui, it would be the beginning of He Shengtu's decline.

"Give you money!"

After thinking for a long time, Tai, the idiot, gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words: "Give me three days, and the money will be delivered to you."

"Okay, I like a person as cheerful as you."

Wu Zhihui happily agreed and looked at Wang Bao and Lai Zhong, who were avoiding talking and saying nothing in the car: "You two are also the talkers. You heard what Silly Tai said, so please help me testify. "

His tone was teasing, with a bit of sarcasm in it: "If I don't see the money in three days, if I beat them, won't you two stand up to support him again?!"

"Ah."

"Um"

Wang Bao and Lai Zhong responded angrily. They were a little embarrassed now, as if they were being roasted on the fire.

I shouldn't have come forward for this benefit tonight and ended up in this situation.

"Ahui."

Lai Zhong's address to Wu Zhihui also changed, and he was no longer domineering: "It's nothing, we'll leave."

"Just leaving? Don't be in a hurry."

But Wu Zhihui chuckled and looked at Lai Zhong with a playful expression: "You're already here, why don't you leave immediately without saying anything? It's a bit rude."

"Ok?"

Lai Zhong's tone dropped, and he narrowed his eyes and looked at Wu Zhihui.

Wang Bao's expression was also stagnant. He stared at Wu Zhihui and said in a stiff tone: "What do you want to do?!"

"It's nothing."

Wu Zhihui took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, exhaling the smoke faintly, holding his arms with his hands, looking at the two of them: "Look, how big a fight I am tonight, how many people I called out."

"Back and forth, I made a simple estimate. There are more than 100 people here. Brothers stayed up late at night and came out to help me, Wu Zhihui, kill people. Do you want an appearance fee?"

"As you know, asking so many people to come out for a fight will cost me a lot. I'm tight on cash and have no money. How about this? Can the two big guys help me reimburse some of it?!"

Wu Zhihui muttered to himself and continued his eloquent conversation: "Brother Bao, the Zhongyi Society is neither big nor small. That's great. You can give it to me with 100 million." "As for Brother Zhong, your number helps people gain more power." The land is vast and the money is more, so just come up with 200 million to reimburse me."

100 million.

200 million.

"300 million?!"

Lai Zhong's voice immediately became sharp, and he shouted loudly: "Wu Zhihui, do you really dare to ask for it?!"

"Three million, not much."

Wu Zhihui was extremely calm. He chewed his cigarette and started counting with his fingers: "Look, I have more than 100 people here alone, and there are even more people outside. Each person has an appearance fee of several thousand yuan, and I don't have it yet." In terms of medical expenses, a rough calculation would cost 600 to [-] million yuan."

"This expense is huge, but I have no money myself, so I can only ask you to reimburse it. I asked you for three hundred, and I have to pay for it myself. Boss, this price is very fair."

He held a cigarette in his mouth and looked at Wang Bao and Lai Zhong with a smile: "Now call someone to send money over. I'll be waiting."

"joke!"

Of course Lai Zhong would not accept what Wu Zhihui said: "What? Your little brother is so rich, and his appearance fee is several thousand yuan?"

In fact, there is no concept of appearance fee in this kind of situation. Appearance fee is only mentioned in those lecture situations where people are dragged to collect people's heads. Seriously, they are all doing things by themselves, and at most they get additional subsidies.

"Benefits."

Wu Zhihui took it for granted: "If you treat your younger brother badly, that's your business. I, Wu Zhihui, am different. I give my brothers good welfare benefits."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense."

Lai Zhong glanced at Wu Zhihui coldly: "I, Lai Zhong, can give you thirty. What happened tonight is not my fault."

"I can bring out twenty." Wang Bao thought for a moment and then said, "This is to make amends to Brother Tian."

The situation was overwhelming. Since the two of them showed up, it was definitely impossible for them to come out without paying, so they were willing to take money, but it was just not possible as much as Wu Zhihui said.

If you give him 20 to 30 yuan, you are giving Ren Qingtian face and respect, but if you give him 200 to [-] million yuan, you are losing face.

It would be so embarrassing to let Wu Zhihui look down on a dignified talker.

"20? 30? Are you sending me to beggar? It's not enough for medical expenses."

Wu Zhihui sneered disdainfully, pointed at Lai Zhong and Wang Bao, and said word by word: "100 million, 200 million, whatever I say, no matter what the price is!"

"How presumptuous! Are you blackmailing me?"

Lai Zhong slapped the front gear and glared at Wu Zhihui: "I have been on the road for so long, Lai Zhong, and no one has dared to blackmail me Lai Zhong!"

"When you come out to fool around, if you make a mistake, you must admit it and stand at attention if you are beaten!"

Wu Zhihui looked at Lai Zhong and said unceremoniously: "This matter has nothing to do with you in the first place. Since you dare to help idiot Tai stand up, and since you stand in line, you have to pay the price!"

"When I came out to fish, it jumped out. When I asked you to pay for it, you couldn't bear it? You have taken advantage of all the good things in this world, right?"

Wu Zhihui raised his hand and slapped it on the roof of the car. He leaned forward and stared at Lai Zhong: "You shouldn't have come out to fish for me. In other words, you shouldn't have fished for me, Wu Zhihui."

"Since you took advantage of me, you have to pay the price! Look at the old Xu from Xinji, how smart he is and keeps silent."

Wu Zhihui's words are right. If these two people don't jump out, nothing will happen.

"Humph."

Lai Zhong knew that he was in the wrong and did not discuss this topic with Wu Zhihui. He just said in a strong tone: "I will give you a huge profit of 30 yuan. It's not a penny more. If you don't want it, you won't get a penny at all."

"I won't give it. I want to see if you, Wu Zhihui, have the guts to challenge our number gang."

Lai Zhong was confident when he said this. Although He Shengtu and Ren Qingtian were nothing compared to each other, the number gang was still strong enough and he was not afraid at all. This was why he dared to stand up.

"If Brother Zhong doesn't give it, then I won't give it either."

Wang Bao immediately followed, with the same tough tone: "Wu Zhihui, I'm not telling you, don't be so tough when you come out to be a man and do things. You don't leave any escape route for yourself. It's too cruel."

He definitely didn't want to give out the money, so it was natural for him to hug Lai Zhong at this time. They hugged each other and it was enough to deal with Wu Zhihui.

"I'll say it for the last time, just a big profit of 30 yuan!"

Lai Zhong looked at Wang Bao and himself, looked at Wu Zhihui with an imposing manner, and spoke more and more forcefully: "Give you a chance, I will give you face, then you can hold on to it, if I don't give it to you, you will get nothing. .”

"Be content, young man! Don't think that just because you have a big card in your hand, you think you are awesome!"

"Hahaha, okay, then I'll thank Brother Zhong for giving me face."

Wu Zhihui raised his head and laughed, bit the cigarette in his mouth, and hooked his hand at Ye Jihuan. Ye Jihuan directly handed the AK to Wu Zhihui and took out a magazine.

Wu Zhihui took the AK, inserted the magazine with a "click" skillfully, and pulled the bolt to load the bullet.

The AK gun butt was pushed to the right shoulder, the left hand was holding the gun body, the back was slightly arched and the body was pressed forward. It was a very standard gun-holding posture. The whole set of movements was done in one go, and the black muzzle was pointed directly at Lai Zhong.

"Da da da!"

Wu Zhihui tilted the muzzle of his gun and pulled the finger directly on the trigger. The ballistic path almost shot in front of Lai Zhong. The bullets poured out and instantly shattered the front glass of the car and shattered it.

The AK was also very stable in Wu Zhihui's hand. He fired three consecutive shots without any jitter from the muzzle, then turned the muzzle and pointed it at Lai Zhong again.

Ye Jihuan squinted his eyes and looked at each other with Chen Zhihao, both seeing a bit of surprise in the other's eyes.

Wu Zhihui's movements, shooting posture, and pressure on the gun are no worse than his own. He seems to be a veteran with guns, right? !

"Lame loyal!"

Wu Zhihui bit his cigarette, blue smoke rising along the end of the cigarette, holding the AK steadily in his hand: "I say it for the last time, pay!"

"If I don't pay, I won't be able to suppress the gun. The gun will go off now!"

"Wu Zhihui!"

Lai Zhong's eyes widened, he looked at Wu Zhihui with stern eyes, and roared in a low voice: "You are crazy, how dare you point a gun at me?!"

Lai Zhong, who was sitting on the seat, looked calm and calm on the surface, but his legs could not stop trembling slightly.

Bullets were fired in front of him, and the scorching temperature could burn his eyebrows.

"This is how I do things!"

Wu Zhihui took a puff of his cigarette, and the thick smoke enveloped him in it. He stared at Lai Zhong with sharp eyes: "If I give you face, you will be the person who talks to the number gang. If I don't give you face, then you are incompetent in my eyes." Damn lame guy!"

"You think I don't dare to shoot? If I shoot you to death, I'll run away. After running for a few months, I'll come back and sweep your club. After I sweep, I'll run away! I'm just keeping an eye on your number to help!"

He raised his eyebrows and said in a relaxed tone: "Would you like to bet on whether this gun dares to go off?!"

The scene suddenly quieted down.

"Hahaha"

Ren Qingtian laughed at this time, opened the door and got out of the car, looking at Lai Zhong: "Brother Zhong, I don't think you should bet against Ah Hui."

"You should be lucky that he is not crazy yet. If he is crazy, you will die as soon as Ye Jihuan appears. You should be lucky that you just want your money now!"

"Not everyone dares to ask for my laizhong's money!" The veins on laizhong's neck were prominent, and he gritted his teeth and said: "If you take it, you have to pay the price!"

"Ah Hui shot you to death. He ran away and nothing happened."

Ren Qingtian stood next to Wu Zhihui with a clear position: "The number gang is fighting with Xin Ji for land in Tsim Sha Tsui, right? If you die, you know better than me what Xin Ji will do."

"I, Ren Qingtian, don't have much ability. I just have a good relationship with Liansheng. If Xinji takes action, I, Ren Qingtian, will have to get involved with Liansheng to share the number."

"What do you think of my idea?!"

Ren Qingtian has really never lost to anyone else in terms of appearance. If Wu Zhihui gives him the confidence, he will definitely do it.

My little brother gave me the confidence. Why don’t I, a big boss, dare to come out and dance? !

"I'm out!"

At this time, Wang Bao took the initiative to speak. He picked up his mobile phone and called directly: "Get an extra 100 million, now, immediately!" After hanging up the phone, he looked at Wu Zhihui: "The money will be here soon."

Those who go out to hang out are afraid of encountering someone who is desperate for their lives.

At the beginning.

Wang Bao and Lai Zhong thought that Wu Zhihui had enough status now, right?With so much money in hand, they didn't dare to quarrel with them, so the two of them were not afraid of Wu Zhihui.

But Wu Zhihui's character is too difficult to figure out.

Say he has brains, but he dares to shoot you with a gun, and acts arrogantly regardless of the consequences. Is this what a trivial person should do?
But if you want to say that he has no brains, he knows how to get the best profit for himself. This is the best explanation now.

People who sit in a certain position don't dare to risk their lives. How can they spend so much money even if they risk their lives? !You can earn your life but you can't spend your life. This is not what they want.

But Wu Zhihui prefers not to be controlled by this law at all.

too difficult.

Wu Zhihui's character is too difficult to figure out.

and so.

Even though Wang Bao was not pointed at by a gun, he was still the first to speak. Face was important, but life was more important.

He immediately stood up and spoke.

He was afraid that Lai Zhong would get involved, so he really went to fight Wu Zhihui. Wu Zhihui actually shot him and killed Lai Zhong. How could he still escape? !

and so.

Wang Baodao said to pay the money first, and paid the money himself. Without support, Lai Zhong would definitely not dare to fight Wu Zhihui again.

"call"

Lai Zhong breathed heavily, looked at Wu Zhihui's hand on the trigger, and gritted his teeth: "Okay, I'll give it!"

He also took out his phone and made a call, roaring into the phone: "Prepare two hundred immediately and send them to Tsuen Wan Road, now!"

10 minute later.

Wang Bao's people were the first to deliver the banknotes, and not long after, Lai Zhong's people also took the money.

Wu Zhihui casually threw the bag containing one million banknotes to Big D: "Give one to the brothers."

Big D took the money and actually handed it out to his people at the scene: "Take it to drink tea. The injured brother will go to the hospital. Brother Hui will be responsible for the expenses."

This made those Ma Zai who rebelled on the scene extremely envious.

The welfare package that Wu Zhihui gives to his younger brother is so good. No wonder these horses are so fierce and energetic in fighting. Why didn't they join Wu Zhihui's team earlier? !
Shivering cold.

"Hurry up and thank Brother Zhong and Brother Bao!"

After Wu Zhihui got the money, he changed his face and shouted with a smile: "Thank you Brother Zhong and Brother Bao for giving everyone benefits."

"Thank you, sir."

Everyone said in unison, thanking them, of course, thanking their bosses. If their bosses are not eye-catching and unable to perform well, they will have nothing to gain.

"."

The corners of Wang Bao and Lai Zhong's mouths twitched when they saw it. Damn, the little brother who gave their own money to them was really a good person.

But Wu Zhihui is really willing to give up. He really wants to make money. If it were other big guys, who would be willing to spend so much money?

"I still have something to do, let's go first."

"Go first."

The two said angrily and drove away.

(End of this chapter)