Hong Kong: When the Wind Rises Again

Chapter 164 Are you shitting yourself? !

Repulse Bay.

Hilltop Villa.

Wu Zhihui rested his head on his hands, lying lazily on the sofa, soaking his feet in the hot water basin, with a look of enjoyment on his face.

"Let me tell you, even though it's summer, it's good to soak your feet."

The Hong Kong student was sitting on a small bench, leaning over to give Wu Zhihui a foot massage. It was said to be a massage, but in fact it was just an unstructured fiddling: "You guys are going out to do things again tonight, so you need to relax your feet."

"Ah."

Wu Zhihui closed his eyes and responded, his mind rolling with thoughts, reviewing what happened tonight.

He Shengtu needs to be resolved, but right now, there is one more thing that needs to be resolved first.

Ren Qingtian called Uncle Deng from He Liansheng, but Uncle Deng and several other important uncles were drinking tea at the police station. Who helped He Shengtu hold them back?

Inspector Zhang Zifeng.

Wu Zhihui was very unhappy. Since Zhang Zifeng helped them stand up, he had to deal with him. But what puzzled Wu Zhihui was that things at night always felt a little strange and something was wrong.

night.

Wu Zhihui called in advance and thought about asking Zhang Jingliang to intervene, but when he called Zhang Jingliang, it showed that he could not get through.

I contacted Zhang Jingliang at this number, but this situation has never happened before.

Besides, there was such a big commotion in Aberdeen and Tsuen Wan tonight. It was impossible for Zhang Jingliang to have no news at all. How could he not be able to contact him?

Wu Zhihui couldn't help but frown, and reached out to pinch the cigarettes. Hong Kong student wiped his hands immediately, picked up the half box of Chinese cigarettes on the table and handed them to Wu Zhihui, and then helped Wu Zhihui light the fire.

"Have you encountered something annoying?!"

Hong Kong Sheng saw Wu Zhihui frowning slightly and asked aloud: "Didn't the matter tonight be resolved? Why are you still frowning?"

"There's something I can't figure out."

Wu Zhihui held a cigarette between his fingers, dug his chin with his thumb, and said casually: "You said that when you were preparing to do something, your relationship with you, which had interests in it, failed to be contacted at the critical moment. What's the reason?"

"That's not easy."

Hong Kong Sheng said without thinking, "Either there is something really wrong with your relationship, but this is rare. It should be a small thing for everyone in your social circle to have a mobile phone, right?"

"If this situation is ruled out, there is only one situation. Your relationship does not want to help you, and is afraid that you will call in, so it simply disappears and pretends not to know."

"As for the last situation, you already said that this person has an interest in you. If he disappears, he might also have a share in it, so just ignore it."

"Oh?!"

When Wu Zhihui heard this, his frown suddenly deepened.

on Hong Kong Island.

Every society has more or less undercover agents, or else informants. This is a consistent operation of the Chinese police, to ensure that they can keep abreast of the dynamics of each society.

Tonight, with so many club bosses setting out to gather at the same time, Zhang Jingliang must have other people around him. It is impossible that he doesn't know about it, right?

If he lets these people go, is he really not afraid that something will happen to him?That might really be like the last two situations mentioned by Hong Kong students.

thought here.

Wu Zhihui took a puff of his cigarette and stretched out his hand again. Hong Kong immediately got up and went over there to help Wu Zhihui get the phone and handed it to him.

"Hey."

Wu Zhihui held the connected phone: "Are you asleep?"

"Drinking tea."

Zhang Jingliang's voice rang on the phone: "In the evening, the ghost guys organized a dinner party and asked us to eat together. These ghost guys are not good at doing things, but they are No. 1 in drinking. I drank a little too much with them. I just got home and had some tea. Wake up."

Since Zhang Jingliang showed off to Wu Zhihui last time that he was helping the ghost guy, he no longer avoids Wu Zhihui in some matters.

For example, when we had dinner with Gui Lao tonight, he also told Wu Zhihui openly, regardless of the effect of this way of speaking.

This is actually a KFC process.

If you feel disgusted when I mention something, then I won’t mention it, but I will slowly bring it up later, while mentioning the ghost guy and scolding the ghost guy at the same time.

Slowly and slowly, your level of acceptance begins to increase. Finally, if you pass a certain thing, you may completely accept it.

This is a very subtle process.

"Drink them to death."

Wu Zhihui curled his lips and replied casually, and then said: "There is something I need you to check for me."

"Tonight, something happened in Tsuen Wan. I talked to the people at Wo Sheng Tu and found out that there were people inside the police station helping them."

"A few of my uncles and uncles from Lian Sheng were called to Tsuen Wan Police Station for tea. Please help me find out who did it."

Ren Qingtian already knew that Zhang Zifeng did it through Deng Bo and others, but he still pretended not to know and asked Zhang Jingliang to investigate.

"Um"

Zhang Jingliang agreed without hesitation: "I'll call and ask now. It's not difficult to check."

hang up the phone.

Zhang Jingliang held the phone and cursed in a low voice: "The Yan family shoveled Zhang Zifeng, I knew something was going to happen to you."

Zhang Jingliang not only knew what happened tonight, but he also knew it very clearly.

He also called Zhang Zifeng to persuade him, but it was no use. It was already too late. Zhang Zifeng didn't tell him before doing anything.

Zhang Jingliang took the phone and called Zhang Zifeng. After the call was answered, there was a lot of curses: "Zhang Zifeng, Zhang Zifeng, you are too damn messed up."

"Are you interested in a club like Heshengtu?! I called you and asked you not to join, but you didn't listen. You just want to join."

He curled his lips angrily: "Is it okay now? He and Shengtu rushed to the street and made things like this. Wu Zhihui has called me now. How will I end it?!"

"Wu Zhihui is settling accounts now. He is investigating. He wants to settle accounts with you. Do you know that?!"

"How did I know they would be so aggressive?!"

Zhang Zifeng's tone was equally bad, and he replied angrily: "But what can I do? Silly guy Tai found me and gave me a sum of money."

"You are an inspector, are you short of money?!" Zhang Jingliang glared and growled in a low voice: "Tell me, do you have no food to eat or no money to spend?!"

"You fucking collected He Shengtu's money to do things for them, to deal with Wu Zhihui's attempt to ruin me?! Don't you know what kind of character Wu Zhihui is? He will look for you! The Yan family shovel!"

"Yes, I have food to eat and money to spend!"

Zhang Zifeng gritted his teeth, his tone filled with resentment, and he clutched the phone tightly: "But what's going on with me, let's look at you, what's going on with you?"

"Oh, you are great. Among our group of people, you are now senior inspectors and will be promoted to chief inspectors soon. But what about me? I, Zhang Zifeng, have been in the position of inspector for seven or eight years, and now what the hell... They are still punished to stand!”

"In that case, what's wrong with me getting some money into my pocket? I don't want 50 yuan in front of me. I'm a fool, I'm crazy?!"

"The ghost guy doesn't want to mention you, what can I do?!"

Zhang Jingliang gritted his teeth and whispered: "I can't interfere with the ghost guy's thoughts, can I?!"

"Yes, I, Zhang Zifeng, am not liked by the ghost guys. I am not good at it. I am not tactful enough."

Zhang Zifeng replied angrily: "But I am better than you. I will not send my good brother's son to be an undercover agent just to please the ghost guy."

"You didn't tell me about sending Wu Zhihui to be an undercover agent. You went behind my back."

"Shut up! Shut up! I told you to shut up!"

Zhang Jingliang was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. He jumped up instantly, slammed the table hard and roared loudly into the phone: "Zhang Zifeng, are you shitting?! Are you pretending to be shitty in your head?"

"Are you still talking about the past? Are you looking for death?! If you mention this again, don't blame me, Zhang Jingliang, for turning against me!"

"..."

Zhang Zifeng was speechless and silent. Listening to Zhang Jingliang's roar, he curled his lips angrily but said nothing more.

Both of them were silent while holding the phone.

Zhang Jingliang lit a cigarette with trembling fingers and stared at the front while puffing on the cigarette.

It will take a long time.

He took a long breath and said, "I will help you with Wu Zhihui's work on helping He Shengtu. I am the chief inspector and have great power. Will I not mention you? What are you in a hurry for?"

"We are old friends. Don't worry. You are younger than me and you have more opportunities than me. I will mention you."

His eyes widened, and his tone became a bit more serious: "But from now on, stay away from these people on the street and be more alert, do you know that?!"

"Um"

Zhang Zifeng responded with a strong nasal voice and opened his mouth: "This is something I did wrong."

"Humph."

Zhang Jingliang snorted angrily and hung up the phone. He raised his head and took a long breath to calm down. After waiting for a while, he picked up the phone and called Wu Zhihui again:

"Hui Zai, I called to check and found out. I also heard about it."

His tone was relaxed and he replied nonchalantly: "It was made by people from Tsuen Wan, Inspector Zhang Zifeng. There is no need to rely on his calculations for things that cannot be put on the table."

"I've already asked someone to give him some advice. If the next time he fails to make a comeback, I'll give him the job of shaming him."

Speaking of it.

Zhang Jingliang laughed and teased: "You brat, you are becoming more and more powerful now. You are so powerful when facing the bosses of three societies by yourself. Hahaha, great!"

He started to change the subject, hiding it very well.

"No, it's just good luck. I had someone supporting me, so I managed it so easily."

When Wu Zhihui listened to Zhang Jingliang's words, he couldn't tell that he was deliberately changing the subject.

only.

He called to find out what was going on with Zhang Jingliang. The more he came into contact with him, the more he felt that Zhang Jingliang was not a simple person and was too complicated.

"Zhang Zifeng, inspector, right?"

Wu Zhihui nodded: "Okay, I understand. No one has ever dared to provoke me. I want to settle He Shengtu. Since he is helping He Shengtu do things, let's deal with him first."

"Isn't it?!"

Zhang Jingliang's eyelids twitched when he heard this, his mouth twitched, and then he warned: "Huizi, don't be too showy when doing things."

"It's okay for you to mess around with things in the club, but Zhang Zifeng is an inspector after all, and he is a royal fan. If you cause anything to happen to him, you will be slapping the police force in the face."

He spoke faster: "You guys in the police force, they care about face. If something happens to the inspector, they will pursue it to the end. I won't be able to protect you by then." "I will take care of him, so just leave Zhang Zifeng alone." , just concentrate on doing your own thing."

"It doesn't matter, I have a plan."

Wu Zhihui did not accept his challenge: "I will handle this matter and won't embarrass you. If there's nothing else, just leave it like this. I'm a little tired. Go to bed early."

He said into the phone: "Good night, Sir."

"Stinky boy."

Zhang Jingliang shook his head with a smile: "You must listen to me on this matter. If something happens to an inspector, there will be no support. I won't joke with you about this kind of thing."

"Speaking of which, Zhang Zifeng has been with me before. He is a decent person and he is not annoying. I will warn him and let him go. He won't get into trouble with a character like this."

"I'll think about it," Wu Zhihui said.

"Well, that's it."

Zhang Jingliang hung up the phone with a smile on his face. The smile on his face suddenly disappeared and he slapped his hand on the table: "The Yan family shoveled Zhang Zifeng. If you fail to succeed, you will fail!"

"Zhang Jingliang!"

Wu Zhihui played with the phone in his hand, narrowed his eyes and looked at the night scene outside the floor-to-ceiling window: "The old fox is really cunning, elusive and unpredictable."

No other meaning could be discerned from this phone call. There was nothing wrong with what Zhang Jingliang said, and his advice was only based on Zhang Zifeng's identity.

Do you want to test it out? !

"It seems that you have an idea?"

Hong Kong Sheng looked at the thoughtful Wu Zhihui, leaned over to help him take his feet out of the water, and wiped them with a towel: "I knew that Brother Hui was the most intelligent person."

"You reminded me anyway."

Wu Zhihui looked at Hong Kong Sheng who was lowering his head to carry the basin. The neckline of her loose pajamas was wide open as she leaned down, revealing her plumpness and whiteness. He immediately grabbed Hong Kong Sheng's hand:

"Don't be ashamed. You are so undefended at night. Let's see how I reward you."

"me me me"

Hong Kong student looked at Wu Zhihui with a weak expression.

Wu Zhihui directly put down the basin in her hand, hugged the Hong Kong student with a princess, walked to the room, and threw it on the bed: "Look at the whip!"

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number gang.

Lai Zhong, who was sitting in the hall, returned to the entrance of the hall, glanced at Daquan Min who was waiting inside with a gloomy look, walked in quickly with his hands behind his back, sat down on a stool, his head slightly lowered and took a long puff of smoke, his face gloomy.

Daquan Min stood aside and looked at him, unable to speak, so he said nothing. The 200 million was what he had prepared. Although he didn't know what happened specifically, he seemed to have guessed something.

"Snapped!"

Lai Zhong slapped his hand on the table, and the cigarette he held in his fingers broke. The shreds of tobacco scattered all over the table: "The Yan family shovel Wu Zhihui is so arrogant, and he doesn't take us seriously at all!"

He glared at Daquan Min and yelled: "Organize someone to kill him with a black gun, kill him!"

Daquan Min looked at the furious Zhi Zhong. He had rarely seen Zhi Zhong get so angry. His lips twitched and he opened his mouth to say something, but still nothing came out.

"Speak, why don't you speak?!"

Lai Zhong looked at Da Quan Min who was silent and felt his anger getting even bigger: "Tell me, why didn't you answer me!! Are you afraid? Are you afraid of Wu Zhihui, the Yan family shovel?!"

"Brother Zhong."

Daquan Min sighed helplessly and looked at Lai Zhong: "Don't worry, let me know what happened first, and then tell me what to do."

Lai Zhong had a cold face and stopped talking.

shame.

So embarrassing.

Daquan Min looked at Ma Zai, who had followed Lai Zhong, and after a brief listening, he finally understood. He waved Ma Zai away and turned to look at Lai Zhong:

"Brother Zhong, it's better to endure this matter for a while before talking about it."

"Um?!"

Lai Zhong raised his eyelids and stared at Da Quan Min. Although he said nothing, it could be seen from his expression that Lai Zhong was very unhappy now and was also very dissatisfied with Da Quan Min's words.

"What happened tonight is certainly embarrassing, but I think the people who are most embarrassed are not us, but the idiot Tai and Jabao."

Although Daquan Min was born in a red stick, it does not mean that he is not smart. He has been in a club, boxed, worked as a errand, and eaten royal food: "Especially the idiot Tai. He cares about reputation so much. He must be more important than us." Big fire."

"Now we are looking for a gunman to kill Wu Zhihui. Let's not say whether we can succeed or not. Even if we succeed, then something will definitely happen to us."

He considered it for a moment: "So, I think we should not rush to take action. We should wait and see. Silly Tai will definitely take action. Let's just sit back and watch."

"I need to see Dumb Ty?"

Lai Zhong was very dissatisfied with Da Quan Min's answer: "No one has ever shown mercy to me!"

"I have dealt with Wu Zhihui, and I know what his character is like. He doesn't deal with things and people. His goal is definitely not against you, the boss."

Da Quanmin persuaded patiently: "Wu Zhihui has a flamboyant personality, but he is not without any brains. He leads the way steadily and has a good sense of scale."

"You said, if he really doesn't give any face, he will only ask us for two hundred?! Anyway, the gun is already put to the head, he wants two hundred, three hundred, five hundred , that’s what I want!”

"It's just that the big boss has messed with him, and he wants to regain his face. He is a person who must retaliate, but he doesn't care about anything."

"I suggest you wait and see what happens to Tai Tai first. If he really falls down by then, then we'll beat him up. If it doesn't work, we'll just pretend that nothing happened."

"Um?!"

Lai Zhong responded angrily, first glanced at Da Quan Min, then picked up the phone and called Wang Bao directly: "Brother Bao, don't you have any explanation for this matter?"

"Stop talking, I have a bad idea!"

Wang Bao replied angrily: "I just wanted to make some extra money but couldn't find it. I even hired forty people to get in. What else can I say?"

Silly guy Tai gave him 60 yuan, but ended up losing 100 million yuan to Wu Zhihui. He didn't make a penny, and he even put in 40 yuan himself.

He thought very openly: "That's it, let them play as they please. 40 is a lesson. It seems that from now on, you won't be able to earn any money casually."

"that's it."

After Wang Bao finished speaking, he hung up. Lai Zhong held the hung up phone with a frown on his face and an uncertain expression.

"Brother Zhong, dinosaurs have been entrenched in Tsim Sha Tsui for such a long time. Is it right to compete with Xinji?"

Daquan Min is a man with a clear mind: "Wu Zhihui also knows what he is doing. He will definitely be on guard against someone making a cold shot. If he misses, he and Wu Zhihui will be completely at odds with each other."

"Xinji did not show up tonight. The relationship between Ren Qingtian and Xinji is already very ambiguous. If the two of them join forces, we may lose the position we finally won in Tsim Sha Tsui."

It’s no wonder that Daquan Min is able to get along well in all walks of life. He really has a talkative mouth: “Besides, you are the seat of our number gang. As long as you don’t mention this matter tonight, there will be others. Dare you say it? Relax."

In front of the ladder set up by Da Quan Min, Lai Zhong hesitated for a moment, but still followed the ladder set up by Da Quan Min and came down the stage: "Then let's take a look and talk."

"Okay Brother Zhong."

Da Quan Min nodded, watched Lai Zhong walking out quickly, sighed and shook his head.

As the talker of the club, Lai Zhong didn't think about the club and just wanted to get money from his pocket. As soon as He Shengtu found him, he was moved by the money.

At this point, Lai Zhong is far inferior to Xinji Talker Lao Xu. He is much more eye-catching and is not involved in this kind of thing at all. Unlike Lai Zhong, he has no long-term considerations at all and is doing what he is doing now. this situation.

Although Wu Zhihui is not strong enough to challenge the Number Gang, Lai Zhong is wasting away the reputation of the Number Gang.

Once Wu Zhihui becomes big, what will happen next?No one can predict it.

Daquan Min sighed, picked up the phone and called Wu Zhihui. Wu Zhihui, who was about to sharpen his gun for battle, received the call.

He put the phone aside and kept moving his hand while talking: "Oh? Brother Min, call me late at night?"

Hong Kong's face turned red, he turned his head shyly, pursed his lips and forced himself not to make any sound.

"Haha, it's nothing big."

Daquan Min laughed, and a hearty voice rang on the phone: "A little thing, it's just a few nightclubs under my control. They said that Brother Hui's Xiangjiang beer is very good, and Deli beer is also good. I want to cooperate with you in the future. .”

"Ah, it turns out you asked me to cooperate."

Wu Zhihui bared his teeth and smiled: "I thought Brother Min wanted to make a fight with me. Logically speaking, you don't have to do this. This is not something you should consider."

"Make friends."

Daquan Min smiled and said: "There are some things that we, the small ones, should be more alert about. Face is worthless."

"Okay."

Wu Zhihui thought for a moment, nodded and agreed: "Okay, I will arrange for someone to come over and contact your people tomorrow."

At this juncture, I had just asked for two hundred from the number helper, and Daquan Min called me and said that I wanted to discuss a wine cooperation.

In fact, he just tried to apologize in a different way, trying to get this matter out of the way.

"Haha, refreshing."

Daquan Min smiled and nodded: "Then I won't disturb you. Let's have tea together when we have the chance."

He put down the phone and walked outside.

Although Daquan Min is a red stick, he doesn't have to worry about this kind of thing at all, but he adheres to the principle of lip coldness and tooth death.

He still didn't want anything to go wrong in the club in the future, which would also affect his ability to make money, so he came over to talk to Wu Zhihui and offer him a favor.

"tsk"

Wu Zhihui hung up the phone and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Brother Min is quite an eye-catching person."

Arguably.

Daquan Min's rank was higher than his own, so there was no need to mention this matter, but he gave himself enough face that Wu Zhihui was really embarrassed to refuse.

Since someone has given you the steps, you have to follow up. Stirring your nose and hitting your face is shameless.

Wu Zhihui picked up the phone and called Changmao, asking him to come and get in touch tomorrow. Then he put down the phone and looked at Hong Kong students with a smile: "Sorry, are you in a hurry? There are a lot of things."

"No."

Hong Kong student shyly turned his head away from Wu Zhihui.

"Then how about I keep calling?!"

"Humph!"

Hong Kong Sheng snorted angrily, turned over and pushed Wu Zhihui down: "Let's see how I deal with you."

(End of this chapter)