Hong Kong: When the Wind Rises Again

Chapter 189: Break up the skin and fuck him!
"yes?"

Wu Zhihui narrowed his eyes and looked at the document pushed in front of him. He held it in his hand and looked up and down. It looked like it was real, not fake.

"Yes!"

Zhang Jingliang looked at Wu Zhihui's expression and became confident: "This thing is definitely a very, very good thing for an undercover agent."

"With it, whatever you do, seek benefits for yourself, whatever you do, it is all necessary to complete the task, and no one will pursue it."

"Okay, I'll take it."

Wu Zhihui nodded and accepted the document directly, but changed the topic: "But Ren Qingtian cannot be killed. Sir Zhang, if you ask me to kill Ren Qingtian now, do you want me to die?"

"Even though my position in the club is getting higher and higher, Ren Qingtian still has his own foundation. If I kill him, the people around him will kill me to avenge him."

His head shook like a rattle and he refused directly: "Besides, you asked me to kill Ren Qingtian. Is this what a chief inspector said?"

"When you are on duty, you should pursue the evidence and then arrest the person, instead of instructing your undercover to kill him, right? You are too hasty, Sir Zhang."

"Ha ha.."

Zhang Jingliang listened to Wu Zhihui's words and chuckled. He was not angry at all because Wu Zhihui rejected him. He changed the subject and said, "What you said seems to make some sense, but I am worried."

Of course he didn't come here to let Wu Zhihui kill Ren Qingtian. The cultural relics matter has not yet been concluded.

A copy of immunity was given by William the Ghost to him in exchange for benefits with Wu Zhihui.

Zhang Jingliang waved his hand and skipped the topic. Then he took out another file from his briefcase and spread it out: "Since you are unwilling to do it, I will not mention it and continue to act according to the previous plan."

He opened the file, pulled out the information and spread it out in front of Wu Zhihui again: "This is the case of Ichiro Kosaka. Your lawyer Zhang San is indeed very qualified."

"We didn't embarrass you too much about Ichiro Kosaka's case, right? You already know the details, right?"

"Ah."

Wu Zhihui looked at the file that was pushed in front of him, glanced at it, and did not answer Zhang Jingliang's words.

really.

His purpose of coming today was not really to kill Ren Qingtian very abruptly. Killing Ren Qingtian was just a springboard for his topic. The real purpose was to focus on cultural relics.

This is also one of Zhang Jingliang’s words.

He once read an article by Lu Xun, in which Lu Xun once said: If you want to open a window in the wall and are opposed by others in the house, then just say that you want to open a window in the roof.

Under your strong request, these people will compromise and allow you to open a window in the wall.

Is it feasible to kill Ren Qingtian directly?Wu Zhihui was definitely unwilling to ask this unreasonable question first, and then take a step back.

"You know the real situation of this case better than I do. I know you were involved and didn't want you and your people to be implicated, so I forcibly suppressed the case."

Zhang Jingliang caught Wu Zhihui's expression and started talking nonsense: "But, this case does involve cultural relics, right? So many people at the scene saw it, and my people also saw it."

"Just yesterday, the police from the mainland came to contact me. They told me that these cultural relics were what they had been investigating recently and were preparing to recover them."

"They also knew what happened that night, so they asked me to help them investigate and recover the cultural relics."

"They have said that they will not let you contribute things in vain. They are willing to pay you a benefit."

When Zhang Jingliang said this, he leaned forward, looked directly at Wu Zhihui, stretched out his right hand and pressed it in the air: "500 million, the mainland police are willing to pay 500 million, 500 million to buy these cultural relics." .”

"I do not know what you're talking about."

Wu Zhihui shook his head and did not answer Zhang Jingliang's words: "What cultural relics? Why don't I know about it?"

"Haha, since I'm here to find you, I definitely know that there's no point in pretending."

Zhang Jingliang chuckled lightly, and continued regardless of Wu Zhihui: "Five million is probably a large amount for you. The most important thing is that the money is clean and you can use it to do business immediately."

He talked eloquently and in a relaxed tone: "Money begets money. You are so smart and can make money very quickly. You can easily turn 500 million into 1000 million, right?"

"500 million?!"

Wu Zhihui looked at Zhang Jingliang who was swearing, and laughed directly, and did not deny it: "500 million, this is a very high amount of money."

He said with a smile, but in his heart he was secretly cursing Zhang Jingliang for swearing to the street. Those who didn't know it actually thought that what he said was true.

He has already been in contact with Daquanbao, and the people from Huajia Company have gone to the mainland to complete the procedures for mining camps. He is still here thinking about talking to him?
"Yes!"

Zhang Jingliang nodded and said affirmatively: "As long as they see cultural relics, they will pay immediately. When the money arrives, the items will be handed over to them and then taken away."

"Oh?!"

Wu Zhihui looked at Zhang Jingliang with a thoughtful expression. He looked at Zhang Jingliang for a long time and frowned: "Is it true? If I remember correctly, the mainland police are very stingy."

He didn't expose Zhang Jingliang: "Sir Zhang, couldn't it be 5 yuan plus a banner? You heard it wrong, you heard it wrong!"

"No, no, I promise, you heard it right."

Zhang Jingliang quickly waved his hands to deny it, and nodded again with great certainty: "It's 500 million, 500, and [-] million. I still can't tell the difference? I know these things are in your hands."

500 million is indeed a real number.

It's just that it's not the mainland police at all, but the amount that the ghost guy gave after discussing with the kid, and asked Zhang Jingliang to talk to Wu Zhihui.

"I don't want to give it."

Wu Zhihui looked at Zhang Jingliang and shook his head: "I won't give it to them."

"No, you have to hand it over!"

Zhang Jingliang became anxious when he heard Wu Zhihui's answer: "What are you doing with these things? They are not yours in the first place. Hand them over!"

He realized that his tone was wrong, and quickly controlled his tone and softened it: "What's the use of holding these broken jars in your hands? It's better to sell them a favor and get a benefit for yourself, right? ! No need to cause trouble."

Zhang Jingliang's voice was a little louder: "Besides, after all, we are all Chinese, there is no reason for our own people to give away their own treasures. Now that we have encountered it, we must return it to its original owner."

"No one wants to see their treasures put on display in someone else's national museum many years later. That would be bad, right?! As a human being, you must be patriotic."

Zhang Jingliang's speech was still very accurate. In just a few words, he raised the topic to the level of the honor of his family and country. Most people would listen and behave well.

However, Wu Zhihui knew exactly what Zhang Jingliang was, so how could he be fooled by him.

"Sir Zhang."

Wu Zhihui turned sideways, looked at Zhang Jingliang and directly pointed him out: "Are you sure it's the mainland police and not the ghost guy?"

He sneered and sneered: "I don't know what you are doing for the ghost guy? Come here and help them if you want it. If there is anything you dare not say, you will have to involve the mainland police."

Since it was destined to break up, Wu Zhihui didn't have too many worries.

Now, his status around Ren Qingtian is getting higher and higher, and Zhang Jingliang's use value to him is getting lower and lower.

On the contrary, the value of my use of him is getting higher and higher.

Since Zhang Jingliang has no use value to him, there is no need to coax him anymore.

With this batch of cultural relics in hand, there was no way he could sell it to the ghost guy. He had long-term and stable cooperation with the mainland, and could still get the money while standing. How could he bend down for such a small profit from him?

The two are an irreconcilable contradiction. If the contradiction is irreconcilable, there will definitely be a conflict. Since it is unavoidable, then break up.

"You talk high-sounding, but secretly you are helping the ghost to do things. Do you have feelings for your family and country?"

Wu Zhihui looked at Zhang Jingliang coldly and reprimanded: "How much benefit can you get from giving away this cultural relic?! Patriotism? Are you worthy?!"

Zhang Jingliang's expression was stunned when he heard this, and he looked at Wu Zhihui in disbelief.

According to his expectation, Wu Zhihui would at most find a way to refuse him or ask for more money. He never thought that Wu Zhihui would dare to scold him in person.

"Wu Zhihui!"

Zhang Jingliang was silent for several seconds. He stood up from his seat with a red face and slapped his hand on the table: "How dare you reprimand me? What if you are helping the ghost guy? Are you qualified to reprimand me?!"

"What's wrong with reprimanding you?!"

Wu Zhihui slapped the table and stood up, staring at Zhang Jingliang and arguing: "I didn't scold your mother because of my father's shame. So it's already easy to give you face, do you know? !”

He pointed at the door: "If it weren't for the fact that you and my father were good brothers before, I would have kicked you out now. A weakling like you is not qualified to stay in the same room with me, let alone drink tea with me. !”

"you"

Zhang Jingliang's face turned red and he pointed at Wu Zhihui with trembling fingers, too angry to say the next sentence.

"Don't think I don't know. You were also involved in the lame loyalty thing, right?"

Wu Zhihui sneered: "You say it's for my own good, but secretly you support Lai Zhong? Don't you know that he and I are enemies? It's just your thoughts, so save it."

"..."

Zhang Jingliang's expression changed several times as he listened to Wu Zhihui's words. When he recalled the cause and effect of this incident, many things seemed to have been straightened out: "What did you guess a long time ago? So you deliberately intercepted Lai Zhong?"

"Let's hit it right."

Wu Zhihui sneered and looked at Zhang Jingliang with disdain: "I always thought that although you helped Gui Lao do things, you had the most basic bottom line. I just thought you were supporting Lai Zhong. I didn't expect that you would help Gui Lao transport cultural relics. "

"Now that you know everything, there's nothing to explain."

Zhang Jingliang exhaled, sat down on his seat, lit a cigarette and put it in his hand: "I have no choice. I have reached this position, and I still hope to go further."

The smoke shrouded his whole body inside: "I thought about resisting when the ghost came to me, but I had no choice. He just stared at me and asked me to do something."

He leaned forward and said, "Listen to my uncle's advice. The water here is very deep. These cultural relics involve forces that you cannot afford to offend. You cannot control them."

"Hand over your things."

"No way! You like to kneel, I don't have this hobby!"

Wu Zhihui shook his head without hesitation: "I can get money standing up, so why should I kneel down and ask for it from them?!"

Zhang Jingliang's eyes widened, he looked straight at Wu Zhihui, and gave a thumbs up: "Okay, you are great now, you are noble, I, Zhang Jingliang, can't compare to you, you are this!"

Wu Zhihui looked at him coldly.

The room fell silent.

It will take a while.

"How about this."

Zhang Jingliang gritted his teeth and turned away: "I've also heard about what happened that night. You also suffered a lot of losses. You lost a lot of money. The medical expenses and compensation for so many brothers were very expensive."

"Let's do this. I'll talk to them and add 88, 580 to [-] to come up with an auspicious number. How about that?"

He picked up the tea cup and took a sip: "Besides, we don't do any transfers or anything like that. I'll ask them to give you cash. Don't you people in the club just want cash? Only cash in your hands is the most trustworthy. of."

"Not interested!" Wu Zhihui looked at him calmly, still shaking his head.

"I told you to take it, just take it, hand it over, and let me go back and do the work!"

Zhang Jingliang's emotions exploded instantly, and he roared at Wu Zhihui: "Do you have to let me use other means to deal with you?"

"Let me tell you, a ghost guy won't give up until he can get something. I know you have a few good guys in your hands. Do you think I can't threaten you like this?"

His eyes widened: "If I really want to deal with you, I'll get Ren Qingtian and Feilong, and I'll make them unable to do business. I'll get a number gang, I'll get a new record, I'll get He Liansheng, and you'll make them unable to make money." Money, everyone will beat you!”

"Are you threatening me?!"

Wu Zhihui leaned forward and held the cup in his palm: "Really?!"

"You can understand that."

Zhang Jingliang replied in a stiff tone, then gritted his teeth and softened his tone a bit: "You are the son of my best brother, and I don't want to make things so tense."

"You have to listen to me on this matter, you have no choice! Just help me once, okay?!"

"Ha ha."

Wu Zhihui raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhang Jingliang.

Zhang Jingliang was also looking at Wu Zhihui.

The eyes of the two met in the air.

"Hand over it!"

Zhang Jingliang's tone was firm and there was no room for maneuver: "If you don't pay, I will kill you!"

"Ha ha."

Wu Zhihui nodded when he heard this: "If you say that, I already know it."

"I will contact you again."

Zhang Jingliang stood up, took his briefcase and left: "I hope you won't disappoint me."

Wu Zhihui sat on his seat and watched Zhang Jingliang walk out of the private room, light a cigarette and smoke it, his eyes narrowed: "Threatening me?!"

He picked up his mobile phone and called Shi Zecheng directly: "Mr. Shi, did the mainland police have contact with the police force in Xiangjiang and spend 500 million to buy this batch of things from me?"

"no!"

When Shi Zecheng heard Wu Zhihui's words, his tone rose several points: "Don't believe it, how can we cooperate with the ghost guys and let them help us get our things back."

"We have already started talking about cooperation with Huajia Company. I believe it will be implemented soon. If you give it a little more time, I will urge them. Remember, this batch of things cannot be exported. Don't believe anyone who says it."

"Ok."

Wu Zhihui smiled and nodded: "Then Mr. Lao Shi will be here, don't worry."

He called Daquanbao just for the purpose of beating him. After all, it was Daquanbao, and it was much easier to talk to him.

As soon as he heard that the limelight was not right, he said that he would take the initiative to urge the cooperation to speed up. Even smart people don't need to make suggestions themselves.

"Tsk tsk."

Wu Zhihui held the teacup and blew on the hot air, taking a small sip, while the smoke from the cigarette held between his fingers rose upwards.

He replayed the conversation he had just had with Zhang Jingliang in his mind and murmured to himself: "If you buy these things for 500 million, should you give me real money or fake money?! Do you think I, Wu Zhihui, am mentally retarded?"

Zhang Jingliang's words actually made Wu Zhihui guess the ghost guy's motives.

If Wu Zhihui was a ghost, he would definitely not be willing to spend money.

Because it was originally something that the ghost guy got, but Wu Zhihui intercepted it, how could he spend money to buy it back again?

He said that he would pay 500 million to fish. After fishing out the fish, the ghost guy would definitely play tricks on him to take advantage of others.

As soon as something is seen, the scene will be surrounded by police officers with live ammunition, who will directly hold down the thing and take the thing back.

Wu Zhihui doesn't have the habit of being a dog to ghost guys. Since it's only a matter of time before we break up, let's play crazy. Who the hell are you? Since you want to take advantage of me, I'll kill you first. Say it again.

"You have money, right? Da Sha, right?!"

Wu Zhihui murmured to himself: "Damn it, I'll cut off your hands!"

His eyes rolled, an idea came to him, and he picked up the mobile phone again to make a call.

No one answered the call, so Wu Zhihui continued to call, but still didn't answer. He persisted. This time, he had to wait for a long time before the call was connected.

Ye Jihuan's voice rang on the phone: "What are you doing? Who are you doing? Are you tired of beating me?"

"I'll follow, one hundred thousand."

talking.

He was about to hang up.

"Ouch."

Wu Zhihui bared his teeth and smiled. Listening to the noisy background sound on the other end of the phone, he knew that he must be in the casino now: "Very busy. It seems that I am Ah Hui."

"I jumped into the street and lost again. I stopped playing. I stopped playing."

Ye Jihuan's curses rang out from the phone, and he changed to a quiet place: "Brother Hui, it's you, I wonder who will call me again."

"Ah Huan, your level has gone back again now. Are you starting to play for tens of thousands?"

Wu Zhihui chuckled and said in a teasing tone: "In the past, you always threw money on the table from a few feet away."

The last time I met him at Haojiang Laoyao's casino, Ye Jihuan was measuring the thickness of banknotes with a ruler and throwing money on the table. That was called gambling.

"Huh."

Ye Jihuan listened to Wu Zhihui's teasing and cursed in a low voice: "I can't help it. I've been particularly unlucky these past two days. I've lost a lot of money. Damn it, you're unlucky."

"Haha, did you really gamble all your money?"

After listening to Ye Jihuan's words, Wu Zhihui basically understood: "Last time I took so much money from He Shengtu, didn't I mean to go back to the mainland to do real estate business and buy a few houses?"

"Stop talking, I just can't control my hands."

Ye Jihuan replied angrily: "I only stayed at home for a short time when my hands were itchy and I ran out to play. Who knew I would almost lose."

"I have to think of some way to get some money back. I'll go back and look for a gold watch bank and grab it."

The brave Ye Jihuan, who is an expert in art, opens his mouth and shuts up just to rob a bank. He is indeed wild enough to dare to think.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Next time I won't bet, and I'll bet on beheading my hand again." Of course, it was just talk, he and his sister-in-law A Mei were the same, they loved gambling.

One bad thing about Ye Jihuan is that he likes to gamble, but what can I say, his gambling products are pretty good, and if he loses, he loses. Now that Wu Zhihui called, he didn't even open his mouth to ask Wu Zhihui to borrow money.

"Ha ha."

After listening to Ye Jihuan's words, Wu Zhihui basically understood his situation and laughed: "Ah Huan, I see that you have nothing to do recently. In this case, why not come to Xiangjiang."

"Coming to Xiangjiang? With you?"

After listening to Wu Zhihui's words, Ye Jihuan shook his head and refused without thinking: "Forget it, people like me definitely can't have anything to do with you, so stay away from me."

"Besides, I like an unfettered life, freedom and leisure. It's fun to work for a day and play for a year."

"Hahaha"

Wu Zhihui laughed immediately after hearing Ye Jihuan's words: "Ah Huan, you misunderstood. Here is your ability. How dare I ask you to work as a wage earner for me? You are underestimating your talents."

He said a few polite words before getting into the topic: "Look, you don't have much money in your hands now anyway, and you are planning to rob a bank. The risk is too great, and you will definitely be chased and beaten by the police."

"What are you afraid of?"

Ye Jihuan curled his lips and said with a nonchalant expression: "I have a gun, so I'm not afraid of anything. Those ghost guys are all losers. What's there to be afraid of? Just press the muzzle down and kill his mother."

"Besides, life and death are determined by fate and wealth. My life, Ye Jihuan's, is really worthless at all. If I die, I'm not afraid of death, but I'm afraid of poverty."

"I can't live without money. Men don't have money. It's impossible. I can't bear it for a moment. If I come back 18 years after my life is gone and the money is gone, I won't be willing to die."

This is Ye Jihuan's thinking. When he walks out, he adheres to this principle.

"Your thoughts are really wild."

Wu Zhihui bared his teeth and smiled, making a faint comment, and then continued: "It just so happens that I have a big deal in my hand. Please help me solve a problem and find some money along the way, but the risk is a little higher. "

"I guess there will definitely be police officers on site, but it will definitely be easier than robbing a bank. The risk is less, and the money is more, nearly 600 million. The cash is not even with serial numbers. You can use it in your hand, and you save money. In order to exchange it with those merchants, we avoid the trouble of taking commissions."

"is it?"

Ye Jihuan's eyes lit up when he heard Wu Zhihui's words, like a hungry jackal seeing a little sheep: "Real or fake? So cool?! What way?"

He laughed: "Does anyone still dare to cause trouble for you? No matter what, I have to help, not for anything else, just for the money."

"Hahaha"

Wu Zhihui also laughed when he heard Ye Jihuan's words without beating around the bush. He liked him as a straightforward person who only did it for money, without any other high-sounding reasons.

Immediately, Wu Zhihui briefly explained to him what was going on. Of course, he only talked about cause and effect, but did not say anything in detail:

"I have a batch of goods in my hand, and the ghost guys are eyeing it. They want to take it back without spending a penny. I don't want to give it to them, but if I don't give it to them, they will rob it. I have no choice."

"Now, this batch of goods is like a hot potato in my hands. The policeman asks me for it, but I don't want to give it to me, and it's impossible not to give it to me. What do you think I should do?"

"Of course it's his mother, da da da!"

Ye Jihuan was extremely scornful on the phone, patting his chest and making a promise: "Leave this matter to me. With so much money, I'm going to snatch it from him no matter what."

"it is good."

Wu Zhihui nodded, and what he wanted was this answer: "I will contact them then and let them bring money to trade with me. In the process, you robbed the money."

"The dirty talk is ahead. There will definitely be policemen following them with guns. There is definitely a risk. However, what's the advantage? Even if the money is robbed, they don't dare to show off too much. They can only Knock out your teeth and swallow it in your stomach.”

You should say what you need to say, and you can't hide it from him.

"Alright, Brother Hui, don't say anything unnecessary. I know what's going on."

Ye Jihuan once again answered with absolute certainty: "I, Ye Jihuan, don't dare to do anything. As long as I have money, I don't care whether he is a gangster or a ghost. If he kills them all, even if something happens, it will definitely not involve you."

Paused.

He thought for a while and then said: "Let's do this. I will go to Xiangjiang in these two days. I will give you a position then. On the day of work, you arrange a few gunmen to follow a few of our brothers."

"It's done, it's done. Let's go. If it's not done, if we are caught by the police, you will shoot us. Don't worry, you will never be implicated."

"Eh."

Wu Zhihui waved his hand: "Ah Huan, look at what you said, it won't happen."

"No, no, no, I'm serious."

However, Ye Jihuan said seriously: "Brothers will settle accounts clearly. One code belongs to another. You help me introduce a business to Ye Jihuan. If we are dragged into it, we may betray you. It is natural for us to silence you."

"But don't worry, nothing will happen."

After hanging up the phone, Ye Jihuan raised his hands and tightened his belt, and cursed angrily at his confidant Chen Zhihao, who was still staring at the gaming table and couldn't move his eyes away:
"I've lost even if I lose. Why don't you just sit there and watch shit? Call someone and come work with me. I'll do a big deal this time."

coastal.

Detached villa.

Zhang Jingliang drove here after meeting Wu Zhihui at the teahouse. William the Ghost had been waiting here for a long time.

"How was the negotiation?" William looked at Zhang Jingliang who came in: "I have been waiting for too long. The boss in the UK has put a lot of pressure on me."

"Not bad, smooth."

Zhang Jingliang walked up to William, put down the briefcase in his hand, and said: "Wu Zhihui has promised to return this batch of goods. There are so many conditions for him, and it won't work if he doesn't agree."

Of course he wouldn't tell Gui Lao the real situation, as his ability would be questioned.

Then, his tone hesitated again.

"Tell me, what other conditions are there?" William saw it and waved his hand impatiently: "Just tell me if you have anything."

"Is such that."

Zhang Jingliang looked at William: "Wu Zhihui, I think it is better to add a little, 580, give him something and he will hand it over. I want cash, Hong Kong dollars, the kind that can be used as soon as you get it, no need to transfer money or anything like that , he said he couldn’t believe it.”

"Then give him cash."

William waved his hand impatiently and turned to look at Yoshiko Kawashima, the person in charge of Wujing Real Estate who was sitting next to him: "Go and prepare the banknotes?"

"Mr. William."

Yoshiko Kawashima looked to be in her thirties, well-maintained, with a curvy figure and bulging breasts. She frowned and looked at William: "Isn't it too troublesome to take out so much cash?"

Her Mandarin is more standard than that of Ichiro Kosaka, and her accent is much lighter.

In this batch of cultural relics, they only have two pieces, and the rest belong to Gui Lao William and his friends. She will definitely not be willing to pay for them.

"Isn't this much money just a number to you?"

William explained patiently: "I didn't really want to give it to him, I just showed it to him. When he took out the things, I grabbed them directly. These people also held them down and captured them all. "

He reached out and slapped his palm directly on Kawashima Yoshiko's stockinged thigh, and rubbed it twice. It felt silky smooth:
"Get ready, just take it out and show it to them. They will return it to you anyway."

"If you don't get it back, then wouldn't all your previous efforts have been wasted? Isn't that the truth?"

"Ah."

Yoshiko Kawashima raised her eyebrows, turned her body sideways, and moved her legs wrapped in black stockings to the side, moving away from William's palm: "It's simple, I'll take out the money."

"rest assured."

William looked at her impatiently, or maybe Kawashima Yoshiko's action of pumping her legs made her unhappy. What's wrong with touching you twice?
"Don't forget, if you can't complete this task, you will feel very uncomfortable. We will also be very dissatisfied with you. At that time, we will reconsider our intention to cooperate with you Wujing."

"understood."

A trace of displeasure flashed in Kawashima Yoshiko's eyes, but she suppressed it. She pressed the armrest of the seat and stood up and went out: "I'll go get ready."

The room fell silent.

"Sir William."

Zhang Jingliang glanced at the car driving out of the window and showed a worried expression: "Aren't you going to give this money to Wu Zhihui?!"

"Damn it." William looked at Zhang Jingliang displeased: "It's originally mine, why the hell should I spend money to buy it back? Huh?!"

"But.."

Zhang Jingliang knows Wu Zhihui's character very well: "It's just that if we don't give him money, he will go crazy. I know this person, and his character is very..."

He even threatened and played the emotional card to make this thing possible. If Gui Lao doesn't give him money again, then Wu Zhihui will go crazy? !
"To shut up!"

William completely lost his patience, stood up from his seat suddenly, reached out and tugged on Zhang Jingliang's collar: "Zhang Jingliang, listen to me, I am very dissatisfied with your performance now."

"You've already messed up this matter. If you continue like this, do you know what the consequences will be? I've given you so long, and I've given you a lot of opportunities!"

He roared at Zhang Jingliang, spitting directly on Zhang Jingliang's face: "Don't think that we can only let you do things. There are so many Chinese policemen in the Xiangjiang Police Force. One more of you is not more, and one less of you will not be less!" "

"remember!"

William raised his hand and rubbed Zhang Jingliang's chest vigorously: "You are just a worker. You can do whatever we ask you to do. If you can't get it done, get out immediately!"

"You are our dog, do you hear me?!"

".!!"

Zhang Jingliang gritted his teeth and swallowed: "Sorry Sir, I know about this matter. Everything is at your discretion."

"Humph."

William snorted angrily, then let go of Zhang Jingliang and pushed him away: "A bunch of damn things, they robbed my things and still want my money? They're looking for death!"

"Get to him as soon as possible and get the thing out!"

He slapped the table with his hand: "This time, I, William, will personally take action and I must get the things back with my own hands!"

"Ok."

Zhang Jingliang nodded angrily and said no more.

into the night.

on the pier.

The ship docked, and Ye Jihuan led his team of five people ashore. They were still dressed in the same old style as before, with a short T-shirt and a cross-body canvas bag on their backs.

The place to stay was still in Huayuan Street. The environment here was complicated and the personnel were complex. It was the most suitable place for people like them to settle down. After settling, he contacted Wu Zhihui: "I'm here. I can do things at any time. The address is at Garden Street”

"Row."

Wu Zhihui nodded: "Then I won't come out to see you. If there is any news, I will write to you."

"it is good."

Ye Jihuan nodded and threw the phone aside.

"What did Brother Hui say?!"

"This lunch box is really unpalatable. I'm just waiting for this order to be finished so I can eat some meat. I haven't tasted what a woman feels like for a long time."

"Falling on the street."

Ye Jihuan laughed and cursed, took the can of Xiangjiang beer on the simple folding table, opened it and took a big sip: "Just wait, after you finish the work, you can have fun as you want, you can become the emperor and the dragon and the phoenix fly together."

"Hahaha"

Several people laughed and drank the beer in one gulp.

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the next day.

Zhang Jingliang called Wu Zhihui: "Ah Hui, have you thought about it? I'm asking for the last time, I don't want to make it too embarrassing."

"In that case, let's deal."

Wu Zhihui responded: "Just do as you say."

"now it's right."

Zhang Jingliang breathed a sigh of relief after listening to Wu Zhihui's words: "Don't worry, I won't force you again after this incident."

He hung up the phone and pinched his brows in frustration. Let's get the things back first and then talk about the betrayal.

He followed up by making a phone call and arranged for his absolute confidants to gather the team to start work. Wu Zhihui agreed. After all, he was the one who forced him. He had to make complete preparations to prevent Wu Zhihui from playing tricks.

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Day three.

Zhang Jingliang made a phone call to Wu Zhihui: "Ah Hui, the mainland police are ready. They are all ready according to your request. Give them the things?!"

"can."

Wu Zhihui agreed very readily: "This is the best. I will arrange for someone to pull the things out. However, I need to find someone to look at the banknotes first."

"no problem."

Zhang Jingliang agreed: "But they said that they also want to see things first."

"can."

Wu Zhihui also agreed simply and neatly: "Give me the address." After the two parties gave each other the location: "That's it."

"Ahui."

Zhang Jingliang suddenly asked: "Are you going to deliver this in person or not?"

"I definitely didn't deliver it myself."

Wu Zhihui answered without thinking: "It's just a business worth several million, and I still need to do it myself?"

"Too."

Zhang Jingliang thought about it and said nothing more. After hanging up the phone, he looked at William, the ghost guy sitting next to him: "The things are ready. Once the banknotes are checked and there are no problems, you can trade."

"Ah."

William responded, tugged on the collar of his shirt and stretched his neck: "I promise, none of them can run away."

"Long hair."

Wu Zhihui called Changmao: "Arrange for someone to pull the thing out and show it to their people." Then he called Ye Jihuan: "It's time to do it. I'll give you the location. Go ahead."

"it is good."

Ye Jihuan responded with a smile, hung up the phone and looked at Chen Zhihao and his group who were wearing bulletproof vests and cleaning their guns: "Work!"

The sound of firearms being pulled sounded one after another.

"set off!"

Eleven in the morning.

nathan.

A black business car parked on the side of the road. A man appeared beside the car. The driver's window rolled down. After a brief exchange, the car door opened and the man got in.

back seat.

Two money bags were placed and opened. They were full of banknotes. Ma Zai quickly checked them. After confirming that they were correct, he took out the phone: "Boss, the money has been checked and there is no problem... Okay." Hang up the phone Then signal to the driver: "Drive forward."

Not far from the business car, two vans were waiting. In the car in front, Ma Zai's voice came from the headset worn by Zhang Jingliang.

He looked at William, who was also wearing a headset, so he naturally heard it.

The phone rang, and the policeman who arranged to see the goods got on the truck. After looking at the goods, the call came in: "I saw the things. They are all there. They are what we want."

William nodded immediately, and Zhang Jingliang said into the microphone: "Listen to him, drive to the transaction location."

The commercial vehicle slowly started and drove out.

The van drove out as well, and Zhang Jingliang's car also followed slowly.

The commercial vehicle was driving on the road. At the intersection ahead, the traffic gradually slowed down and then began to jam.

"Falling on the street."

In the van, the police officer who followed him slapped the steering wheel and looked at the traffic jam in front of him: "It's noon, why is there a traffic jam?"

Zhang Jingliang and the others followed behind, but they were also blocked, which made him frown, but he could only wait slowly.

at this time.

In a cafe facing the street, Wu Zhihui sat by the window with a newspaper, focusing on the traffic below.

On the table, there was a mobile phone that was connected to a call. On the other end of the phone was Ye Jihuan, who was in a black car following the business car.

"The second van behind the commercial vehicle containing the money has the license plate number PD6011, and the sedan, PD2145."

Wu Zhihui quickly directed into the phone: "These are the two cars on the surface. In addition, they must have people following them nearby, so be careful."

"Small idea."

Ye Jihuan nodded in response: "It's just a group of people ordering thirty-eight, what a fright!"

(End of this chapter)