Hong Kong: When the Wind Rises Again

Chapter 274 Do you recognize me?I know you are feeding me food and you are eating it? !

After five o'clock in the afternoon.

Ren Qingtian drove back from outside. He opened the door and got out. Wu Zhihui followed him from the driver's seat and got out.

"Brother Tian, ​​Brother Hui."

Laji was waiting at the door of the villa, watching the two people getting out of the car one after another, and greeted them warmly.

"Hot Chicken Brother."

Wu Zhihui raised his hand and threw the car keys to the hot chicken: "Turn the car around."

"Ok."

Hot Chicken got into the car with the car keys, changed the direction of the car, and turned off the engine: "Brother Tian went out early this morning. When I came over, my sister-in-law told me that you had already gone out."

"Yes."

Ren Qingtian nodded and looked back at the smiling hot chicken: "I went out with Ah Hui to do some errands. What, you have something to do with me?!"

"No, no, just a little thing."

Hot Chicken looked at Ren Qingtian with a somewhat embarrassed expression: "Isn't this what I did a while ago? Thanks to Brother Tian and Brother Hui for helping me."

"Now that my affairs have been taken care of, I am not planning to invite Brother Tian and Brother Hui to have dinner together in the evening, so that we can have a few more drinks and be happy."

"Hahaha"

Ren Qingtian smiled and shook his head when he heard this: "You have a heart now, as long as you can get back on track. Don't say thank you or not. We are all our own people."

He raised his hand and glanced at his watch, and then said: "It's just that it's not going to work well tonight. I have something to do with Ah Hui tonight."

"I have a private meeting tonight, so I can't go. Let's go to another day, or maybe we can just have a drink."

"Yes."

Wu Zhihui nodded: "Brother Hot Chicken, we are all our own people, it doesn't matter. I have a game with Brother Tian tonight, so I won't go."

"That's it."

When Laji heard this, he could only nod his head: "Since Brother Tian and Brother Hui have something to do, let's drink another day."

"Ah."

Ren Qingtian nodded: "It's getting late. It's almost dinner time. You can go back by yourself. Don't worry about me. Ah Hui is here."

"it is good."

When the hot chick heard this, he stopped insisting, nodded and left directly.

Ren Qingtian led Wu Zhihui into the villa.

Wu Zhihui sat on the sofa, crossed his legs and lit a cigarette. He looked at the hot chicken driving away with a slightly raised corner of his mouth.

Ren Qingtian looked at A Mei who was standing in front of the full-length mirror and was gesticulating about her clothes. He moved closer to him and hugged A Mei: "What are you gesturing for? You look good no matter what you wear."

"Grumpy."

A Mei turned sideways and looked at Ren Qingtian: "Do you think I should wear a dress tonight or choose pleated pants and a Polo collar sweater?"

"Pleated pants, of course."

Ren Qingtian answered without thinking.

"I think dresses look better."

A Mei has some common qualities as a woman. Seeing that Ren Qingtian helped her make the choice, she hesitated a little: "Look at this seersucker dress with lace-up side slits, which shows the intellectual beauty of a woman even more."

"Yes, beauty is beauty."

Upon hearing this, Ren Qingtian directly hugged A Mei's waist and reached out to fiddle with the hem of the skirt: "But the slit of the dress is also high. Look, the thighs are exposed."

With that said, he shouted directly to Wu Zhihui, who was sitting on the sofa smoking a cigarette: "Ah Hui, come and see, my sister-in-law's thighs are exposed."

Wu Zhihui followed his shouts and looked, A Mei's long white legs were exposed from the side slit of the dress, which was very conspicuous. He laughed and cursed: "Fuck on the street, Brother Tian, ​​you want me to die, how can I dare to use my sister-in-law's legs?" look."

"Oh, Ah Tian, ​​why are you so naive?"

Amei suddenly exclaimed, quickly knocked down Ren Qingtian's hand, and rolled her eyes at him.

"Hahaha"

Ren Qingtian laughed, shook his head and stopped joking with Ah Mei, showing a serious expression: "By the way, how did you do what Ah Hui asked you to do?"

"Don't worry."

A Mei nodded and looked at Ren Qingtian and Wu Zhihui: "I think Hot Chicken already knows where we are going tonight."

"I've been busy here all afternoon, and he intentionally talked to me. Unintentionally, I told him that you were going to the restaurant in the evening."

When he learned that Hot Chicken had come to Ren Qingtian's villa, Wu Zhihui called his sister-in-law, and A Mei received Wu Zhihui's call.

According to his instructions, A Mei accidentally told Laji that the Milado Western Restaurant that Brother Tian gave her as a gift was not running well, and she made an appointment to discuss business there in the evening.

Then he asked in confusion: "Why do you want me to do this?"

"fine."

Ren Qingtian waved his hand casually and raised his hand to look at the time: "Okay, you don't need to go there with us tonight. You can stay at home by yourself. The people from Ah Hui Security Company will be watching you."

"Ah Tian."

Amei vaguely noticed something, frowned and looked at Ren Qingtian, a little worried: "Is something going to happen again?"

"Don't worry, it's okay."

Ren Qingtian patted Ah Mei on the shoulder: "What can I do? Ah Hui's security company has a big business, and I need my help to introduce it."

"This kind of occasion is not suitable for taking you out with me, so I can only let you stay at home alone. I don't feel comfortable leaving you alone at home. It just makes his people watch you."

He put his arms around A Mei's slender waist, patted her back and comforted her, "Don't worry."

"it is good."

When Amei heard what Ren Qingtian said, she finally said nothing more: "Then you sit down and I'll make tea for you."

"Ah."

Ren Qingtian nodded in response, looking at A Mei who went to the cupboard outside the kitchen to get tea, then came to the sofa and sat down: "I am very curious now whether the spicy chicken will disappoint me."

"Would you be disappointed? We'll find out later tonight?"

Wu Zhihui chuckled: "Some things will definitely come when they are supposed to come."

"Um"

Ren Qingtian nodded in response and said nothing more.

After Laji left Ren Qingtian's villa, he stepped on the accelerator and drove out quickly.

The car was driving on the highway and exited the villa area. This point happened to be the point where we got off work, and there was still a lot of traffic on the highway.

The hot chick was sitting in the car, looking at the busy and bright red brake taillights in front of him. He cursed in a low voice in frustration, picked up the mobile phone next to him and made a call directly.

"07:30 p.m."

After waiting for the call to be connected, Laji got straight to the point and said quickly: "Ren Qingtian and Wu Zhihui will be at Miraduo Western Restaurant. They are here to discuss business, and there won't be many manpower."

"Well, everyone, please be alert. I will arrange for someone to pick you up outside. This time, we can only succeed and not fail. If we fail, none of you can leave!"

"That young handsome guy next to Ren Qingtian, Wu Zhihui, is a very capable man. Be careful, you can be the first to shoot him. Do you hear me?"

"Do not worry."

Yue Nanzi lowered his voice and was extremely confident: "This is what we eat, and we have never missed a beat, so you don't need to worry about it!"

He said in a disdainful tone: "So what if I have skills? I have a gun in my hand, and I can shoot him down with one shot. If there are five people with five guns, no matter how capable he is, I can shoot him down!"

"It's good to know."

When Laji heard what they said, he felt a little calmer. After hanging up the phone, he secretly clenched his fists.

This time, if he doesn't succeed, his identity will definitely be exposed. No matter what, he must succeed, so Laji is ready to personally supervise.

At critical moments, he would also come out to replenish his guns, making sure to kill with one hit. The same was true for Wu Zhihui, who did it together. Only by doing it together with the two of them could he legitimately take over the territory of Aberdeen.

The hot chick's mental activities were frequent, but he didn't notice that there were a few pairs of eyes secretly staring at him in the congested traffic, which was difficult to detect in the traffic.

"gone."

Liu Yaozu said hello, and the driver pressed the accelerator and overtook Laji's car. He looked back at Laji's car in the rearview mirror and said into the air headset: "Keep an eye on him, every move he makes must be under my control." middle."

Liu Yaozu's current tracking team is becoming more and more professional and large-scale. Even when tracking hot chickens at ultra-close distances, his team has one person and one car, and their techniques are professional, so there is no need to worry about being discovered.

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Seven o'clock in the evening.

Spicy Chicken arrived at Milado Western Restaurant in advance, and after getting off the car, he gave a few words to his two confidants sitting in the car.

Wearing a peaked cap, a fake beard, and sunglasses, he walked into the western restaurant, looked around and sat down at the pre-booked seat in the corner.

I casually ordered a few things, picked up the newspaper on the side and put it in front of me, pretending to be pretentious, and glanced around the restaurant. Among the several tables of guests, four of the five Yue Nanzai gunmen were already in place.

The Western restaurant Spicy Chicken that Ren Qingtian gave to A Mei had been here many years ago. At that time, he was with Ren Qingtian. He met A Mei here and saved A Mei here.

This is where Ren Qingtian and A Mei met. It was for this reason that Ren Qingtian later bought the Western restaurant and gave it to A Mei as a gift.

The hot chick was sitting in this corner, with a vase placed next to him, which just blocked him, but he could clearly see the situation in the hall.

He looked at the western restaurant, which was less than half occupied, and couldn't help but curl his lips.

"Humph."

The hot chick reached out and touched the beard on his lips, and snorted coldly: "Ren Qingtian is so aggressive in spending money on women."

Amei took over this western restaurant and now the business is different?Instead of blaming A Mei, Ren Qingtian was busy and wanted to help him discuss business cooperation here tonight.

Ren Qingtian was unhappy after following him for so many years and not taking care of the two markets. She was worse than a stinky woman after following him for so many years.

At this moment.

The waiter in a small suit came up with a tray, placed the red wine on the table, and put down the goblet: "Sir, the red wine you asked for has been prepared for you."

The hot chick looked up at the waiter and nodded: "Thank you." He glanced at the leaving waiter and reached under the table.

The big black star taped under the tabletop felt a hard metallic texture, and the hard feedback made Laji feel a little more at ease.

This waiter is one of the five Yue Nanzai gunmen. The bar waiter who just came here to apply for a job this afternoon helped the hot chicken prepare the gun in advance.

As for why he didn't bring his own gun, the main reason was that La Ji was a real loser. He began to think that he must kill Ren Qingtian and Wu Zhihui in a desperate attempt, but in fact he did not have the courage to do so.

The hot chicken thought, he didn't know the level of these five Yue Nan boys, so he should act according to the situation. If they could succeed, he would draw the gun at the right time and shoot, then replenish the gun and call it a day.

If Yue Nanzi can't solve it alone, then there is no need for him to take action. He just takes advantage of the chaos and leaves. Even if Ren Qingtian is recognized, there will be no evidence.

The two confidants waiting at the door drove him directly to pick him up and leave, as long as he ran away without going back. Of course, he would not go to Superintendent Zeng because he was no longer of use.

Anyway, after collecting so much money from Superintendent Zeng, I ran away first and made plans later.

The thoughtful hot chicken was slowly calculating in his mind, not noticing at all that the bartender at the water bar glanced at him without leaving any trace, then looked at the waiter who came back with the drink, sneered and lowered his head to continue. Already working.

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07:30 in the evening.

Milado Western Restaurant.

At the door of the restaurant, Wu Zhihui drove to a stop. Ren Qingtian pushed the door open from behind, and the two men in suits and ties walked in while talking one after the other.

The restaurant manager Da Yangma, who was waiting at the door with big breasts and fat butt, greeted them and led the two of them to sit down at the reserved seat in the middle.

Beside their seats, there were a few tables of guests sitting here and there, chatting quietly.

In the restaurant, several waiters in small suits stood in the lobby, ready to respond to customers' needs.

Wu Zhihui and Ren Qingtian exchanged a few words from time to time, not forgetting to raise his hand to look at his watch and pay attention to the time. When the mobile phone rang, Ren Qingtian raised his hand to pick it up, and hung up after saying a few words.

"Let's have a drink first."

Ren Qingtian looked at Wu Zhihui: "There was something delayed on the road. It will take some time before we arrive. Let's have a drink first."

"Ah."

Wu Zhihui raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and Dayang Ma quickly came over in person, nodded repeatedly and brought an ashtray to them, asking them to wait for a moment before retreating.

As a restaurant manager, Dayang Ma couldn't be more enthusiastic when he saw Ren Qingtian coming over.

Soon.

When the drinks at the water bar were ready, he motioned to the new waiter to bring the drinks over, and he did not forget to say: "Be careful, this is our boss. If you perform well, you will be promoted as a regular employee."

"Ok."

The waiter nodded with a smile. After picking up the tray with his left hand, he naturally put his right hand behind his back and walked towards Ren Qingtian and Wu Zhihui.

He looked at Ren Qingtian's back with twinkling eyes, and leaned down with the hand behind his back, pressing it against the big black star pinned to his waist.

As the waiter walked, he made eye contact with the other four gunmen, and they all acted secretly.

The hot chick sat on his seat, his face hidden behind the newspaper leaning out. As the waiter moved around, his heart unknowingly started to rise.

"Shoot him, shoot him!"

The hot chick leaned forward slightly, his eyes widened behind the big sunglasses on his nose, staring at Ren Qingtian's direction, and growled in his heart: "Shoot, shoot the fuck!"

With the cry from the bottom of his heart, the palm of the hand holding the newspaper unconsciously increased its strength. The position where it was holding the newspaper became wrinkled, and the palm of the hand began to sweat slightly.

"Da da." At this moment, the surroundings seemed to suddenly become quiet, and it seemed that the waiter could be clearly heard walking, which was the crisp sound of the soles of inferior leather shoes stepping on the smooth floor.

five meters.

Four meters.

As the distance gets closer.

The waiter looked at Ren Qingtian who was close at hand, staring directly at his head, and his eyes focused on the back of Ren Qingtian's head.

At this moment.

He only had eyes for this head.

Draw a gun.

pull.

flowering.

mission completed.

The waiter walked towards Wu Zhihui's table in a steady pace, taking his time and pace. Waiters passed by him from time to time.

Three meters!

With distance ensured.

In an instant.

A slight sneer appeared on the corner of the waiter's mouth, the tray he held in his hand tilted, and his right hand suddenly reached out for the big black star pinned to his waist.

The Big Black Star has a steady feel when you hold it in your hand, and you can clearly feel the grip from the textures on the handle.

around.

The other four Yue Nanzai gunmen who were sitting spread out stretched out their hands almost at the same time, preparing to touch the big black star fastened to their waists.

They have a clear division of labor, four in one, ready to shoot Wu Zhihui from three directions. The other person assists the Yue Nanzai "waiter" and must ensure that he is taken away in one round.

almost the same time.

The waiter in the restaurant who passed by the waiter suddenly took action. The moment the waiter put his palm on the big black star, he clasped it with his palm.

"Snapped!"

The waiter's thick palm slapped the waiter's wrist, and he clasped it hard instantly. He looked at him expressionlessly: "Friend, you seem to only have Brother Tian in your eyes?!"

The sneer on the waiter's face suddenly froze. He looked at the waiter who suddenly became angry, and then noticed that his right hand holding a gun was tightly pressed against his waist. He tried to exert force but was held down tightly, unable to move at all. .

These hands were the same as his own palms, with prominent calluses. It was obvious that they were also hands that held guns all year round.

walk together!

The waiter's eyes widened, he stared at him and growled hysterically: "Do it!"

only.

As he finished speaking, the other four gunmen did not react at all. They all sat motionless in their seats, and each of them kept extending their hands.

His hands stopped in front of him, his movements strange and stiff.

do not know when.

The waiter who was originally standing in the restaurant has appeared next to the four gunmen, standing close to them. The hand in front of him is tilted sideways, and the exposed black tube can be vaguely seen.

The opportunity is lost.

If you move again, there will be only one outcome.

They had no idea when they were being targeted.

in the corner.

"Fuck!"

When the hot chick witnessed this scene, his hands unconsciously used force to clump the newspaper he was holding into a ball. His heartbeat seemed to have stopped and missed a beat. His eyelids twitched violently as an ominous premonition hit him.

"Excuse me."

Ren Qingtian stood up from his seat, raised his hand, clapped his hands and said to everyone around him: "The restaurant has temporary business and is temporarily closed. All purchases are free of charge. We apologize for the inconvenience caused."

Although the guests present were a little dissatisfied, they still stood up and walked outside one after another.

Hot Chicken looked at the guests who were getting up, suppressed his heart that jumped into his throat, pretended to mumble and stood up, ready to follow the other guests out.

Just as he stood up.

corner.

A man dressed in white suddenly appeared.

"Snapped!"

He stretched out his hand and pressed Laji's shoulder, and forced Laji back down when he was halfway up.

The hot chick raised his head and looked at the baby face that appeared in front of him. His heart thumped and he froze in place.

The beam of light above his head hit the baby-faced face, making his white hair even whiter.

A product.

Wu Zhihui's bodyguard and the security manager of Huiyao Security Company!
"Clap."

The hot chicken's body sluggished, like a deflated rubber ball, and he sat back heavily on his seat.

In front.

Wu Zhihui, who was sitting over there, stood up, raised his hand and pulled the hem of his suit, and walked towards the hot chicken step by step with a sneer on his face.

Wu Zhihui walked up step by step with steady steps.

Behind.

Ren Qingtian turned around and looked at the hot chick sitting on the seat.

With every step Wu Zhihui took, Laji's heartbeat accelerated a little bit unconsciously, and his heartbeat became heavier and heavier, as if it was like a drum hammer, hitting his heart heavily.

On the forehead, thin beads of sweat seeped out, gathered into large beads of sweat, and dripped down along the forehead.

"Bah."

Wu Zhihui stopped in front of Hot Chicken.

By the side.

Ah Ji, who was standing, turned sideways to make room for Wu Zhihui, squinting at the hot chick sitting on the seat.

Hot Chicken looked at Wu Zhihui with twinkling eyes. Due to nervousness, his waist unconsciously shrank a few points.

"Ha ha."

Wu Zhihui chuckled, stood straight and looked down at the hot chick: "Do you recognize me? I recognize you."

He bent down, reached out and took off the sunglasses on the bridge of La Ji's nose and threw them on the table, and then tore off the beard stuck to the corners of La Ji's mouth.

"Hey, isn't this a hot chicken guy?!"

Wu Zhihui looked at the hot chicken with his face revealed: "What are you doing here? Why? Are you so eager to have dinner with us?!"

Hot Chicken swallowed a mouthful of saliva and looked at Wu Zhihui with twinkling eyes. He felt his throat was dry and his voice was stuck in his throat, unable to speak a word.

"talk."

Wu Zhihui raised his chin and stared at the hot chicken: "What? I don't know what to say, but I still feel that I have no face to see others?!"

The hot chicken swallowed a mouthful of saliva, still did not speak, and reached out to pick up the sunglasses on the table.

"Whoa!"

Wu Zhihui picked up the goblet on the table and splashed the red wine on Hot Chicken's face. He looked coldly and stared at Hot Chicken with sharp eyes: "You think you don't recognize you because you are wearing a vice-chao?! "

The hot chick sniffed, stretched out his hand to wipe the wine from his face, and sat motionless in his seat.

Wu Zhihui stretched out his hand and pulled up the tablecloth. He raised his hand and covered the hot chicken's head: "Does this mean I won't recognize you?!"

Hot Chicken gritted his teeth, reached out and pulled off the tablecloth covering his head, and threw it aside, not daring to look at Wu Zhihui.

"look."

Wu Zhihui sneered, and gestured to the five Yue Nazi gunmen who were being controlled over there: "It's okay for you to come here wearing super glasses at night, why are you bringing them here?"

He looked at the silent hot chick, nodded with a smile, and pointed at the waiter over there: "It's okay to bring them here, but why does he have a gun?"

Wu Zhihui stretched out his hand again and pointed at the four controlled gunmen in turn: "He has a gun, he has a gun, he also has a gun, he still has a gun, please explain?!"

He leaned down and came close to Hot Chicken, staring at Hot Chicken with sharp eyes: "Come on, explain why they all have guns?! Louder."

Hot Chicken took a deep breath, his whole body trembling with breath. Wu Zhihui in front of him gave him great pressure.

"Snapped!"

Wu Zhihui sneered, raised his hand and slapped Laji directly on the face. The sound was clear and loud, and the slap made Laji's whole body tremble.

"Snapped!"

Wu Zhihui raised his hand again and threw it hard on Hot Chicken's face. He stared at Hot Chicken and asked, "Who will give you food?!"

Hot Chicken's lips twitched, and his eyes were distractedly looking ahead, motionless.

"Who is your boss?!"

"Snapped!"

Wu Zhihui slapped Hot Chicken on the face again, and the hall was silent, with only the crisp sound of the slap echoing in the air.

Hot Chicken opened his mouth: "No, no."

Wu Zhihui took two steps back, grabbed the table in front of Laji and lifted it hard. The table rolled half a circle in the air and fell to the ground, revealing a big black star taped under the table.

"Listen, what is this?!"

Wu Zhihui tapped his fingers vigorously in the air: "My people have already tightly controlled this place. I know exactly when they came in and what they came in like!"

He scolded in a deep voice: "Do you think no one knows when you take the information and sell it for money? Do you think no one knows that you received the money? In the past, you were selling information, but now you are directly selling Brother Tian's life, right?!"

"..."

Hot Chicken was immediately speechless. He looked at Wu Zhihui with a panicked expression. His knees softened and he knelt down from his seat to the ground with a pop: "Brother Huihui, I was wrong. I know I was wrong."

Wu Zhihui didn't even look at the hot chicken on the ground. He raised his foot and kicked him to the ground: "You still have the nerve to beg for mercy?!"

He waved his hand impatiently, and immediately, two "waiters" came up, ready to take him away.

"Brother Hui, Brother Hui!"

Hot Chicken got up from the ground, looked at Wu Zhihui who was not looking at him, knelt on the ground and walked to Ren Qingtian, grabbed his trousers and shook him: "Brother Tian, ​​Brother Tian, ​​please let me go. , let me go."

Ren Qingtian took a long breath, closed his eyes and turned his head.

"I've been following you for so many years. I have toiled hard without any merit, right? Please let me go."

Hot Chicken spoke quickly, with a pleading tone in his voice: "I know I was wrong, blame me, blame me for being obsessed for a moment, blame me for being confused, I know I was wrong, please let me go."

"Bang bang bang!"

The hot chick knelt on the ground, hitting his forehead on the ground and begging frantically for mercy. The sound of his forehead hitting the ground was dull.

"take away!"

Wu Zhihui scolded him, and the security guard came directly to pull him away.

"Brother Tian, ​​Brother Tian!"

Hot Chicken tried to struggle and yelled at Ren Qingtian: "Brother Tian, ​​seeing that I helped you block the knife back then, please let me go once!"

Ren Qingtian let out a deep breath and opened his eyes, his expression struggling and hesitant.

"Shut up!"

Wu Zhihui kicked Hot Chicken in the stomach and looked at Ren Qingtian: "Brother Tian, ​​right is right, wrong is wrong, and wrong is wrong!"

"take away!"

A trace of determination flashed in Ren Qingtian's eyes, and he scolded and stopped looking at the hot chick.

"Boss."

Ah Ji came up and gestured to the remaining five gunmen with his lips raised: "Where are these five Yue Nanzai?!"

"Humph."

Wu Zhihui snorted and glanced sideways at these people: "Since they like Xiangjiang so much and want to come to Xiangjiang for development, let them stay and contribute to Xiangjiang's infrastructure."

After the brief commotion, the restaurant returned to normal and the surroundings were quiet.

"Ugh"

Ren Qingtian let out a sigh: "I really didn't expect that Hot Chicken would actually betray me. If it weren't for you, I might have sold him out without even knowing it."

Wu Zhihui raised his eyebrows and looked at Ren Qingtian: "Why, Brother Tian is still reluctant to let go?"

"It's not that I can't bear to part with it."

Ren Qingtian shook his head: "You are right. I give him food, so what qualifications does he have to betray me? I just sigh that I am old. From now on, this will still be the world of you young people."

(End of this chapter)