Hong Kong: When the Wind Rises Again

Chapter 227: Have the guts to do them!

12:30am.

Backbone.

The Mercedes-Benz drove off and stopped at the door, followed by a car with double flashers behind it. Behind it, a minibus carrying a group of nightclub bosses also stopped, and a group of people got out of the car.

Normally at this time of day, the store would have been closed long ago, but unusually tonight, it is still brightly lit.

Although the lights are bright, there is not a single guest inside, and reception has stopped.

"Brother D."

The manager on duty was standing outside the door of Guangchang smoking a cigarette. Looking at Big D and his group getting out of the car, he immediately threw away the cigarette butt and walked up: "You're here."

Big D found him and told him that he had the guts to postpone the closing tonight. The cooks and chefs who worked overtime would each receive two thousand overtime pay. The hotel was also reserved, and the manager on duty would also receive a lot of benefits.

The manager on duty took the deposit that Big D had put down, and of course he wholeheartedly agreed, and he himself was waiting at the door.

"Ah."

Big D nodded: "Tell your guys to start preparing the food."

The manager on duty ordered the kitchen to start working and led everyone inside. The seats had already been prepared in the hall.

A large round table for 20 people is in the middle, with two small round tables for ten people on the side.

A group of horse boys took their seats one after another, and Big D greeted the nightclub bosses to sit down at the big round table in the middle.

Several pots of brewed tea were put on the table, as were ashtrays and Marlboro cigarettes.

The eleven bosses in the nightclub each sat on their seats, lit cigarettes and looked at Big D sitting in the middle. No one spoke, and all of them smoked cigarettes.

10 minute later.

The sound of a car parking was heard outside, and the manager on duty led Wu Zhihui and Liu Yaozu in.

"Brother Hui!"

Big D immediately stood up when he saw Wu Zhihui, helped Wu Zhihui pull out the stool, and then began to introduce: "All 26 bosses from the [-] bars and nightclubs in Zhongxinyi's territory are here."

Then he looked at the nightclub bosses present: "This is my boss Wu Zhihui, his name is Brother Hui."

He didn't say anything, but these people also knew about Wu Zhihui. They looked at Wu Zhihui one by one, but no one spoke to say hello.

"Fall on the street!"

Seeing that these people had no reaction, Big D's face instantly turned cold, and he slapped the table: "Both of them are so strong-willed, aren't they?!"

"Ha ha."

A middle-aged man sneered and leaned forward: "Okay, big D, you don't need to scare us with your tricks. Who hasn't seen us being able to succeed in this industry?"

The person who spoke was called Lao Gui. He looked about 35 or [-] years old. A tattoo of a tiger descending from the mountain was visible on his arm. He looked quite fierce in appearance.

When he was young, he worked on the streets. Later, after he made some money, he opened two nightclubs, had a wife and children, and gradually withdrew from this circle.

"I've said it before."

The old ghost snorted coldly, lit a cigarette and blew out a puff of smoke: "If there's anything going on, you guys should talk to Zhong Xinyi and Lian Haolong instead of calling us all here."

"That's it!"

A boss then spoke up and echoed: "What you are doing is against the rules! No one will believe you if you tell me!"

"Snapped."

Big D slapped the table again: "Rules? What rules? What my boss says are the rules!"

"A bunch of old guys, see my boss"

"Eh."

Wu Zhihui listened to Big D speaking, and stretched out his hand to signal him to stop talking. He glanced at the bosses in front of him and said, "Big D, from now on, everyone will be the same person who eats from the plate. Don't be so vicious."

He waved his hand with a smile: "I've told you many times, you have to be polite as a human being. Come on, stop talking and eat first."

Soon.

Plate after plate of delicacies were served from the outside, such as roasted suckling pig, braised steel tube chicken, cheese baked Australian dragon, Tianjiu wings, steamed abalone with garlic vermicelli and so on.

The freshly baked delicacies are steaming hot, especially the freshly baked suckling pig and steel pipe chicken. The alluring aroma hits your face, and you can't help but twitch your index fingers and salivate when you smell it.

Box after box of good wine was opened and placed on the table.

"Come."

Wu Zhihui stood up with the wine glass in hand and looked at the mazai at the two tables around him: "Everyone has worked hard tonight. The next task is to let me eat."

The horses raised their glasses to drink with Wu Zhihui in a lively manner. After sitting down, they were not polite and started eating lively.

On the contrary, at the main table, except for Wu Zhihui and Big D Liu Yaozu, the remaining eleven bosses did not move. They were all holding cigarettes in their mouths and looking at Wu Zhihui and his party coldly.

"You don't eat?"

Wu Zhihui glanced at the group of people: "At this point in the evening, you will be hungry if you don't eat."

He stood up and used disposable gloves to tear off the chicken wings of the hanging steel pipe chicken. The roasted golden chicken wings split open and the juice splashed.

Stuff the golden chicken wings into the corner of your mouth and bite into the chicken that is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. It tastes delicious.

Big D picked up a piece of abalone with his chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth. He chewed it in big mouthfuls, nodded and said vaguely: "Pushie, such tender abalone, delicious."

Wu Zhihui and the three of them ate deliciously. They exchanged opinions from time to time and commented on each dish, leisurely.

This should be the most primitive mukbang, and it is still face to face and close at hand, with all the colors, flavors and flavors.

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Seeing how delicious they were eating, the old ghost and his friends swallowed saliva unconsciously, their Adam's apple twitched and their index fingers moved, but they still could only resist eating.

It will take a while.

Wu Zhihui put the finished chicken bones on a plate, took off his gloves and pulled a paper towel to wipe the oil stains on his mouth: "It seems that everyone pays great attention to health and does not eat these high-calorie foods at night."

He took out a cigarette, lit it, and puffed away: "I called everyone here today because I want to tell you that starting from today, I, Wu Zhihui, am going to do business in the North District."

"Starting from today, you no longer have to deal with Zhongxinyi. I have set up a security company in the North District and will open in a week."

His thoughts were clear and he continued calmly: "I think my security company is of very high quality, so why not do this? In the future, all of you nightclubs will cooperate with us."

"My security company is responsible for protecting everyone's safety so that everyone can do business happily and safely. As for you, just pay me the corresponding security fee."

"The price will not rise, it will only be the same as now or even lower. Everyone must know the benefits of a security company, right?"

After Wu Zhihui finished speaking, he puffed out smoke from his nostrils and looked at them with a smile.

"Haha, I have long heard that Wu Zhihui under Ren Qingtian is very smart and good at business. It is really different when I see him today."

The old ghost laughed after listening to Wu Zhihui's words: "Who is a smart person? Now he has started to find a new way to collect fees?!"

Of course he understood, and the fees still had to be paid, but in a different way, Wu Zhihui set up a security company. In this way, the fees collected could be directly deposited into the company's account.

"Ah."

Wu Zhihui nodded in agreement and looked at Old Gui with a smile: "I think Brother Gui, you seem to be the spokesperson of this group of bosses, so you can make up your mind."

"Don't say that I, the old ghost, look down on you." The old ghost curled his lips and said with disdain: "You, Wu Zhihui, are pretty enough and think pretty, but it's too unrealistic. You can deal with loyalty and trustworthiness first. Bar."

"I play with guns. If I were you, I would never reach out to the North District. I would never use your security company."

His words were sonorous and powerful, and he immediately received nods of support from the bosses around him.

"Well, you have some backbone, I like it very much!"

Wu Zhihui chuckled: "But it's not time for you to answer now."

He pinched off the cigarette butt and picked up the chopsticks again: "Continue eating, give everyone some time to think, and give me an accurate answer after eating."

The expressions of the old ghost and the others were changing, and they could only continue to watch them eat. If they wanted to leave, it was estimated that the people around them who were feasting on their food would not let them go.

Twelve forty in the morning.

Nan Sheng Wai.

Above the head, a full moon hung high in the sky, and the bright white moonlight made the earth slightly white.

Most of Nan Sang Wai is a prawn breeding base. At first glance, the surrounding area is extremely flat. There are either ponds or tall thatches. Occasionally, there are a few small wooden houses made of wooden boards standing on the shore. The surroundings are quiet except for cicadas and frogs. Voice.

Close to the edge of the mountain forest, a large factory building stands quietly. This is the place responsible for the collection and transfer of Jiwei shrimp. When exporting, outside buyers come here to get the goods.

on the tree.

Abu stood on a thick tree trunk, his body obscured by the lush branches and leaves around him. He carried a submachine gun on his back and wore a bulletproof vest that made his entire body look fatter.

He could clearly see the surrounding situation here now. He pushed aside the leaves and looked at the quiet surroundings. He whispered into the headset: "No problem."

"Ah."

The sound of responses from Tian Yangyi and his team rang out in the headset. They were hiding around and their whereabouts could not be seen at all, blending into the surrounding environment.

10 minute later.

Xian Weizha took Tony and Ahu to the scene first, stopped at the edge of the factory, jumped out of the car one by one, and looked around.

"You guys stay here in the factory."

Xian Weizha thought for a moment and ordered twenty men to guard the factory: "I estimate that the goods will be delivered soon. The loyal people should be here soon. You stay here while we surround them outside." .”

"I'll stay here."

Ahu pulled the bolt of the submachine gun in his hand: "We should cooperate inside and outside. As long as they dare to come, we will eat them directly. No one can escape."

"You come with us."

Xian Weizha fiercely rejected his opinion: "We must block the intersection to prevent them from running away."

Ahu scratched his head blankly and said nothing more.

"Spread out."

Tony came with the AK, pushed the magazine in, and pulled the bolt: "Not only do we have to keep the people today, but we also have to keep the goods. Did you hear that?"

"Yes."

The crowd dispersed quickly.

in the forest.

Lian Haolong and his people dispersed in the forest. He sat on the ground, wiped the rifle in his hand carefully with an oilcloth, and then pressed the bullet into it.

"How about it?"

Lian Haolong didn't even raise his head and concentrated on pressing the bullet: "Is there any movement?"

"Yue Nanzi is already here."

Luo Tianhong stood nearby, leaning against the tree trunk with a telescope and staring at the Yue Nanzai who quickly dispersed in the factory: "The people have dispersed, they are probably waiting for the goods to arrive."

"it is good."

Lian Haolong held up the Garand in his hand and squinted his eyes at the factory building 50 meters away in front of him.

"Brother Long."

Luo Tianhong glanced at Lian Haolong: "I told you a long time ago that this kind of gun is obsolete. It doesn't even have a telescope. Let's use a new sniper rifle."

"Humph."

Lian Haolong snorted, smiled without saying a word, and patted the body of Garand's gun: "I still like my old buddy."

Time passed little by little.

It's one o'clock in the morning.

On the highway, a van slowly appeared on the highway. It came off the main road at a steady speed and drove towards this side along the branch road.

in the cab.

The driver drove the car and stopped directly next to the factory. He did not get out of the car, but sat in the car and waited.

In the workshop.

Twenty horsemen were squatting inside with firearms in hand, and there were big black stars and micro-rushes. From the window, they saw the truck coming in. After waiting for a while, there was no movement.

"There was only one person in the car."

Xian Weizha hid on the side of the road and watched the car come in. A driver commanded through the intercom: "Go out and see what's going on, and see if there is any goods inside."

At this point, if Zhongxinyi didn't show up, then he must have arrived at the scene. If they didn't take the initiative, then their own people would have to move first.

Ma Zai nodded in response, and four people walked out of the factory. Two of them walked to the cab with guns, and the other two walked to the back of the truck.

"Get down!"

Ma Zai Da Heixing pointed directly at the driver inside: "How dare you come to deliver the goods? You've made your dog bolder."

However, the driver sat inside and ignored them and didn't get out of the car. Ma Zai immediately started crawling away. The door was locked from the inside and couldn't be opened at all.

Ma Zai tried to knock on the window, but the window was so hard that he couldn't open it!

Behind.

The two horsemen opened the truck compartment and used flashlights to illuminate the interior of the truck, where cargo boxes were piled one after another.

Ma Zai pried open one, fumbled around and took out a packet of powder, and then pried open other boxes one after another. The white powder inside was neatly coded.

"Hahaha"

Ma Zai laughed happily, jumped out of the car with a bag of white powder, and shouted excitedly to Xian Weizha: "Goods, the car is full of goods, boss, let's."

"boom!"

A sudden gunshot rang out, breaking the silence of the night. Ma Zai's head exploded, and he fell straight to the ground, and the white powder in his hand fell with blood.

"Did them!"

Lian Haolong pulled the smoking Garand bolt: "Take the goods back!"

(End of this chapter)