Hong Kong: When the Wind Rises Again

Chapter 302: Boil a frog in warm water and make a strong dragon but not a local snake ([-] words)
On the Shenzhen River.

Marine police were searching the water, and bodies floating on the river could be faintly seen as the speedboat passed by.

The Marine Police Region has two police districts under its jurisdiction, namely the Harbor Police District and the Outer Harbor Police District. The Outer Harbor Police District is divided into three divisions: north, east and west.

What happened on the Shenzhen River tonight has been assigned to the West Division to handle. The person responsible for handling this matter is Inspector Zhang Zhonglin of the West Division of the Marine Police.

He stood on the bow of the ship and looked at the body swept by the light, frowning and said: "Arrange for someone to fish the body out."

"what?"

The subordinates couldn't help but be startled after hearing this. They didn't need to handle this kind of matter personally. Why would Inspector Zhang, who was in charge of leading the team, let them fish for people? However, no one refuted it.

Soon.

The body was fished out. Zhang Zhonglin pushed the body forward and narrowed his eyes when he looked at the ferocious scars on his face.

He knew this person, Dao Scar Liu, who was under Miao Qingshan and specialized in helping Miao Qingshan manage the business on the river.

Zhang Zhonglin stood up, pressed his hands on the police belt around his waist, looked at the outline of the mountains on the other side under the moonlight, and then glanced at the mountains of Xiangjiang behind him without leaving any trace.

The brows knit together slightly.

He had a bad feeling in his heart.

The fighting on the river was so intense at night, and now it has come to an end, but the bodies of Miao Qingshan's men were fished out of the river. What does it mean?
Didn't win.

At this moment.

The waiter beside him muttered: "There was a shooting case over at Lok Ma Chau. Some residents called the police. The smuggler went to his house, ate his food, drank his food and took his money."

"He said he was very angry. He took good care of the big guy, but he still shot him when he left."

"He also said that he wanted to file a complaint against our Marine Police and how we did things. He couldn't even look down on a big-time smuggler."

"is it?"

Zhang Zhonglin's slight frown suddenly deepened, and he commanded: "The ship has docked. You continue to search. Two people will come with me to check out the situation."

The deputy commander couldn't help but follow: "The police station should handle this matter, we should."

"I notice you have a lot of questions tonight?"

Zhang Zhonglin turned to look at him coldly: "Tonight, are you in charge of command or am I in charge?!"

"There was a shooting, Big Circle Boy. With such a key word, it is obvious that these people may have escaped from the river at night. You don't even know the clues to the investigation?!"

The deputy commander stopped talking.

The speedboat docks.

After Zhang Zhonglin got off the boat, he tugged at the hem of his clothes, got in the car and headed that way: "Drive faster."

They were very close here, and under Zhang Zhonglin's urging, the speed became faster.

10 minute later.

They had already arrived before the white car arrived. Zhang Zhonglin looked at the middle-aged man who had been shot in the thigh and waved to the assistant: "Give him a bandage. Don't lose too much blood and get through."

"Push the street!"

The middle-aged man looked at the marine police uniform on Zhang Zhonglin and spoke louder: "Bandage your ass, if it weren't for you guys who can't even see the river, how could I be shot with a gun?!"

"Do taxpayers' money support people like you who only know how to eat? Hurry, take me to the hospital."

"Ah."

Zhang Zhonglin sneered, pulled out a stool and sat down opposite the middle-aged man, looking him up and down.

"Look at what."

The middle-aged man has not spoken yet.

Zhang Zhonglin raised his hand and slapped him in the face, which stunned the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man feels the burning cheeks: "You"

Zhang Zhonglin raised his hand and slapped the middle-aged man directly from his seat and fell to the ground.

The two guys behind him naturally turned their heads and looked outside the room, pretending they didn't see it.

"Get up and sit down!"

Zhang Zhonglin tapped his fingers heavily on the table and stared at him with sharp eyes: "Sir, we will cooperate fully with the case, do you hear me?!"

The middle-aged man looked at Zhang Zhonglin with a fierce expression and unconsciously got up from the ground and sat down on the stool in an orderly manner.

"You have to be lucky. This was not a few years ago. A few years ago, if you had said this to me, you would have had a good life!"

Zhang Zhonglin muttered, reached into his pocket and took out a piece of paper, spread it out on the table, and took out a pencil from his pocket: "Tell me what the person who shot you at night looks like."

He held the pencil between his fingers and directly drew a line: "What does he look like? Say whatever you see and we will help you identify the suspect."

"What are you still doing?"

The clerk turned around and scolded: "Sir Zhang is famous for his accurate portraits of people. He has assisted the police station in handling several cases."

Zhang Zhonglin really has such a specialty. He can restore the appearance of the suspect based on the portrait, and the similarity is quite high.

After having several good assisting experiences, the police force even offered to transfer him to another department, but Zhang Zhonglin refused.

According to what he meant, I was just an amateur, so I didn't want to go to a specialized department. I could just help out occasionally.

"This man looks very young."

At Zhang Zhonglin's suggestion, the middle-aged man began to describe Miao Qingshan's appearance: "Tall and thin, with a three-quarter hair style."

Zhang Zhonglin listened to the middle-aged description, and his fingers quickly and flexibly began to draw lines on the paper. After a few minutes, he raised the paper in front of him and said, "Does it look like this?!"

"."

The middle-aged man looked at the portrait given by Zhang Zhonglin and fell silent.

I can’t say that it has been restored to seven or eight points, I can only say that it has been restored to less than one point.

The three-quarter-part hair style has been restored, and the face shape has also been restored to a similar look. Nothing else looks like it, and the bridge of the nose is drawn ridiculously high.

Is this professional? !

"Does it look like this?!"

Zhang Zhonglin shook the paper in his hand: "Speak!"

"Probably."

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

It's not that he doesn't want to refute, but he feels that if he continues to speak, he will beat himself up, so forget it.

"Okay, we understand. Thank you for your cooperation. We will contact you again if we need anything."

Zhang Zhonglin stood up directly with the portrait in hand and glanced at the clerk: "By the way, help urge me to see where the white car is."

He turned around and walked to the door, then stopped and looked back at the middle-aged man: "By the way, do you have anything to complain about? If so, I can call you."

"no no"

The middle-aged man noticed Zhang Zhonglin's eyes, swallowed his saliva and shook his head.

"That's good."

Zhang Zhonglin then stepped away. As soon as he got out of the yard, the police car came. Seeing that Zhang Zhonglin obviously knew him, they exchanged a few words and Zhang Zhonglin gave him the portrait in his hand.

"Check with him carefully. He is a little nervous now. It is estimated that the drawing is not very accurate. Let's arrange to help him deal with his wounds first."

"I still have things to deal with, so I'll leave first. Things are really tricky tonight."

"Hard."

After a brief exchange of greetings, Zhang Zhonglin and his men left directly and returned to the river to continue the search.

The night passed quickly.

Zhang Zhonglin was very busy. They found a total of three corpses on the river, all of which were drowned without exception. These people all jumped off the boat and ran away from exhaustion and died in the middle of the exchange of fire on the river.

Its daybreak.

The weather is good today. The sun rises from the sky in the morning. It is golden, warm and red, and looks full of the tenderness of winter.

In a roadside breakfast shop.

Zhang Zhonglin, who had just submitted the action report, was sitting at the dining table eating wonton noodles with a few snacks in front of him.

The radio in the hotel was broadcasting what happened on the river last night and the case of a middle-aged man being shot: "We will continue to follow up on the further results of the case and wait for the next action report from the police."

The news reports were very vague, and a lot of embellishments were added to the middle-aged man being shot to avoid causing panic. Ordinary citizens would not be able to see the actual situation of this case without careful study.

The police will definitely not publicize this kind of thing to the outside world. This kind of situation has not happened for many years. How could it be publicized to the outside world and slap the Marine Police in the face?

Zhang Zhonglin often eats breakfast here, and the boss of the restaurant also knows his identity, so the breakfast restaurant is full, but Zhang Zhonglin only has his own table, and no one is sharing the table.

"Suck it up."

Zhang Zhonglin picked up a piece of Demae with his chopsticks and put it into his mouth very smoothly, but what he was thinking about was what happened last night. It wasn't that Zhang Zhonglin didn't know how to draw.

When listening to the middle-aged description, he actually already knew who he was talking about.

Miao Qingshan.

It's just that he made changes when painting the portrait and deliberately painted it that way.

"call"

Zhang Zhonglin took a sip of the hot soup, spit out the hot breath and stretched out his chopsticks to pick up the barbecued pork buns in front of him. However, he reached into the drawer with one hand and took away the barbecued pork buns, stuffed them into his mouth and started to eat them with gusto.

Under the three-quarter hair style, those eyes looked at Zhang Zhonglin, with an expression that seemed to be a smile but not a smile. He took a barbecued pork bun and gnawed most of it: "Well, these freshly baked barbecued pork buns are so delicious."

Zhang Zhonglin's outstretched chopsticks froze in the air, his eyes staring straight at Miao Qingshan. Miao Qingshan was the one he was most familiar with. He was Miao Qingshan's insider in Xiangjiang. The two parties had been cooperating for a long time.

Miao Qingshan is now wearing a loose navy blue middle-aged Polo shirt. His three-quarter hair style is a little messy, but he doesn't look like he's on the run.

"Sir Zhang, the food is very rich."

Miao Qingshan smiled and gnawed on the barbecued pork buns, speaking vaguely: "As the saying goes, breakfast is good, but eating so many bad things so early in the morning is bad."

"Snapped."

Zhang Zhonglin subconsciously reached out and touched the point [-] pinned to his waist.

"Eh."

Miao Qingshan was not panicked at all, and did not make any move at all. He picked up the chopsticks and picked up the chicken feet in black bean sauce in front of him and stuffed them into his mouth, then spit out a few broken bones: "Well, they are steamed very well. , soft but not greasy, slightly sweet just right.”

He glanced at Zhang Zhonglin, who had his palms on his waist: "Why are you so nervous? There are so many people here. If you look like this, you will easily lose control."

"What are you doing here?"

Zhang Zhonglin hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and finally released his hand on his waist, lowered his head and asked in a low voice: "You guys made such a big fuss last night, how dare you show up here?"

"You still have to ask? I didn't win."

Miao Qingshan looked relaxed and ate his hot breakfast: "My men suffered heavy casualties and were arrested several times. My brother was also caught by the police in the mainland. He is basically at the end of a collapse. You You should know more or less about the situation, right?”

After Miao Qingshan fell into the water last night, he still had a good chance of landing directly, but he chose the risky method of swimming to cross the river instead of going far.

The reason why I chose to come to Xiangjiang is because my core team was beaten to a pulp by Wu Zhihui last night. It is not that easy to return to the boss and come out to Xiangjiang. Fortunately, I just crossed the river.

"..."

Zhang Zhonglin's lips twitched: "Then you don't need to shoot others. Why did you shoot that guy who jumped on the street last night? Now the police station is already working on this case. If I hadn't changed it when I took the portrait, now The police are already checking you based on your appearance."

He scolded in a low voice: "Hurry up and rub your hair, are you afraid that others won't know what you look like?!"

"Don't be nervous. You seem worried about me being caught by the police?"

Miao Qingshan shook his head and followed his instructions, pouring some tea into the palm of his hand. After wetting it, he messed up his hair and put it back: "Is this okay?"

"You haven't answered me yet."

Zhang Zhonglin lowered his voice and asked again: "Why shoot? Just shoot him. You should kill him directly. Why only shoot him in the thigh?!"

"Do you think I'm a perverted murderer? He gave me food, drink, clothes, and gave me 500 yuan before leaving, and I killed him? Isn't that too ungrateful?"

Miao Qingshan shook his head: "Sorry, I, Miao Qingshan, can't do this kind of thing."

"ridiculous."

Zhang Zhonglin put a cigarette in his mouth and took a big sip: "Then you still shot him? Everyone knows that it is related to what happened on the river tonight."

"The reason why I shot him was because I didn't like people calling me a bad guy, that's all."

Miao Qingshan also pinched a cigarette, took a breath and blew out the smoke, focusing on the cigarette: "Besides, look at me now. The core team was beaten in one night, and my younger brother was also arrested. The police are definitely looking for me all over the city now."

"This smuggling route is gone, and all the people in my hands have been killed. My situation is so miserable. To put it bluntly, I am now a useless cripple, and I have no value for you to cooperate with me."

Miao Qingshan held a cigarette in his mouth and looked at Zhang Zhonglin with raised eyebrows: "Tell me, if I come to you like this now, will you still pay attention to me? You will definitely kill me and silence me, and it will be settled once and for all, right?"

His tone was matter-of-fact: "If I don't make some noise, how can you be afraid? How can you help me make a comeback?"

Zhang Zhonglin's little thoughts were clearly guessed by Miao Qingshan, and he gritted his teeth and said: "If you act like this, I will be even more afraid of getting involved with you."

"No no no."

Miao Qingshan grinned: "Only when the noise is big and I make other preparations, you won't dare to touch me. Isn't this the truth?"

He did not continue to say the following words, but the meaning was self-evident.

"Okay, okay, are you playing with me like this?"

Zhang Zhonglin also laughed angrily and nodded repeatedly: "We can't cooperate for a day or two anymore. You can play like this." Although he was very unhappy, he had to accept it.

"Last night, the person who did it was named Wu Zhihui."

Of course, Miao Qingshan remembered Wu Zhihui's name and chewed a cigarette: "Jimmy Tsai from He Lian Sheng invited him to come and fight with me. This Wu Zhihui's way is a bit wild. I need his information."

He then said: "Also, please introduce me to the world. I used to play with Zhang Jingliang, but who knew that he had to play with you?"

"impossible."

Zhang Zhonglin refused without thinking: "As for your little business, they don't like it, and I will continue to cooperate with you only if I can't get rid of it."

"No, you can."

Miao Qingshan ignored his words and said in a firm tone: "You must help me pull the strings on this matter. You always have Zhang Jingliang's connection, right? No matter what, you have to help me."

Paused.

He followed up: "Last night, I went to the venue of Heliansheng, and I learned more or less about the affairs of Heliansheng. They were arguing about each other, and the internal discord must be the breakthrough, right?!"

Zhang Zhonglin listened to his words with a gloomy expression, and his eyes wandered around from time to time.

"Don't look, I came alone."

Miao Qingshan caught his expression and gaze: "Do you want to take a gamble? Kill me here and take credit for it, or cooperate with me? It's very simple, you choose."

"Damn it, you're so cruel."

Zhang Zhonglin raised his hand and put out the cigarette butt in the bowl. He wrote a number with a pen and put it on the table. He put the cigarette in his pocket and stood up.

"Slowly walk, Sir Zhang."

Miao Qingshan watched him leave and did not forget to say hello to the boss: "Boss, let's order another barbecued pork bun. Sir Zhang will pay for it."

Leave the restaurant.

Zhang Zhonglin drove away, changed his position and parked on the side of the road, staring at the restaurant over there, his eyes flickering and his expression uncertain. Soon after, Miao Qingshan came out, looked around, and waved in his direction with a smile. He waved, took out his peaked cap from his pocket, put it on and put his hands in his pockets to leave. "Hem home shovel!"

Zhang Zhonglin raised his hand and slapped the steering wheel.

He was so happy when he got the money, but now he is so troubled. Miao Qingshan is a hot potato, and he can't throw it away even though he has it in his hand.

no way.

We can only go down step by step.

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Repulse Bay Villas.

Wu Zhihui got up in the morning and sat in the restaurant eating the breakfast brought by Changmao. While eating, he watched the morning news. There are only two ways to understand information these days, either the newspaper or the news. When reading the news, you can't just read the words. You have to figure out the meaning behind it through the literal meaning.

"Tsk tsk."

Wu Zhihui listened to the news of the shooting in Lok Ma Chau on TV: "If I guess correctly, the shooter should be Miao Qingshan."

"He's not stupid. He knows how to make some noise and draw attention to him."

He flipped through the information handed over by Chang Mao and looked at the previous resume information about Zhang Jingliang and the previous relationship between superiors and subordinates that Superintendent Xu had sent over: "Sir Xu's work efficiency is quite fast."

However, no useful information can be deduced from these data. After all, it was quite a long time ago.

Wu Zhihui casually put the information aside. Since he couldn't see it, he would just wait. As long as he seizes the time to open this smuggling line, Miao Qingshan will naturally show up.

finish breakfast.

Changmao took Wu Zhihui out to find Jimmy. Now, Miao Qingshan's line had been eliminated. If he wanted to open this smuggling line to win over Gao Lao, he had to ask Jimmy to introduce him to the vegetable grower resources in the mainland.

in the tea house.

"Did you make a mistake, boss?"

Jimmy looked at Wu Zhihui who was drinking tea outside the window: "You asked me to introduce people for you, and then asked them to come and talk to you? Do you know that it is difficult for me to do this? You are a smuggler, boss, do you think "

"I don't care that much."

Wu Zhihui shook his head, not wanting to hear what Jimmy had to say at all: "I will arrange for people to come out in this regard. You can help me take them to talk. Of course, I won't let you do it in vain."

"As you can see, Miao Qingshan's main force is gone. What's left is the finishing touches. Once word spreads about what happened tonight, everyone will know."

He turned back and looked at Jimmy: "I will definitely take this line. You can help me handle these miscellaneous things, and I won't make it difficult for you. From now on, you can take this line by yourself. I won't charge you any money. How about that?" ?”

"..."

Jimmy's Adam's apple twitched as he listened to Wu Zhihui's words. He tugged on the collar of his shirt but said nothing more. There was no charge and he could save a lot of money.

"That's it, I'll think of a way and try to get it done in the next few days."

Jimmy stood up, buttoned up his open suit, and strode away: "I hope you keep your word and don't let me down."

"Ha ha."

Wu Zhihui watched him leave with a smile.

"Boss, are you a little bit at a disadvantage if you allow Jimmy to be so convenient?"

Changmao came up and whispered: "It's a bit like a big hose, hahaha."

Big water hose can be used to praise a person, but when used in certain fields, it is the same as taking advantage of someone.

"Invest it."

Wu Zhihui shook his head disapprovingly and did not agree with Changmao's statement: "What we want is not to rely on this line to get Jimmy's money. What I want is that Jimmy can listen to me, Wu Zhihui."

"Now you ask him to object to his boss Guan Zisen's refusal to argue with me. Do you think Jimmy will agree?"

"Certainly not."

Changmao shook his head and said.

"That's it."

Wu Zhihui put the empty cup on the table. Changmao quickly picked up the teapot and poured tea for Wu Zhihui. Wu Zhihui pointed at the table and Changmao raised the spout: "How do you say this kind of thing?"

Wu Zhihui rubbed his chin: "You see, one of the most popular routes for Jimmie now is to smuggle counterfeit discs. Although I have managed Miao Qingshan, I have the right to speak on this route, even though I have promised him before. .”

"But Jimmy doesn't believe us so easily. The fact that he can make his business so big shows that he is smart enough, and he won't trust others. Who knows if I will become the next Miao Qingshan? Yes. Won’t you ask him for more?”

"So, he will have a sense of crisis in his heart, and he will definitely think about transformation. But now that I promise him not to charge him fees, he won't have such a strong sense of oppression."

"As the saying goes, warm water boils frogs. If we want people like Jimmy Tsai who have their own ideas to listen to us, we must control him step by step."

Wu Zhihui's eyes were bright and he speculated: "Let Jimmy get on our profit ship first and let him eat first. When he needs to come out to persuade Guan Zisen, he will still resist."

"At this time, if we use another method to interrupt his access, so that he has no other choice but to cooperate with us, then at this time, Jimmy will not be able to get off our ship."

"When that time comes, we don't need to talk about it. Jimmy will also try his best to persuade Guan Zisen to withdraw from the speaker election. If Guan Zisen doesn't want to, Jimmy will naturally fall out with him. He has no choice."

"So, you have to use this method to deal with Jimmy Tsai. He is a businessman. As a businessman, he values ​​profits more than anyone else!"

To control a person, you must first show enough strength, then let him see a lot of hope, and then suppress him at the end to make him completely give up.

To deal with Gao Lao and Jimmy Zai, two completely different methods must be used to achieve the same effect.

"I see."

Changmao put his hands on his body and nodded respectfully: "It seems that there are still many things that need to be learned from the boss."

"You are also very good."

Wu Zhihui looked at Changmao: "You are down-to-earth, down-to-earth, and polite. This is your very good advantage."

"hey-hey."

Shaggy grinned.

For younger brothers, they also need appropriate recognition, both financially and spiritually. A two-pronged approach will allow them to obtain both financial and spiritual satisfaction.

Only with enough affirmation can they feel a sense of belonging and be more motivated to do things.

"Long hair."

Wu Zhihui stared at a small piece of tea leaf floating on the teacup: "Tell me, if this Miao Qingshan comes to Xiangjiang, who will he look for?"

"I can't guess who he is related to."

Changmao shook his head: "It's impossible to guess this kind of thing, it's a bit troublesome."

"No matter what methods Miao Qingshan uses."

Wu Zhihui thoughtfully said: "But if I were him, as long as he inquired about my situation in Xiangjiang, he would definitely find my opponent. Only my opponent would really cooperate with him."

He looked at Changmao: "Let Yaozu and the others keep an eye on Lin Huaile. If he comes to find Lin Huaile, Lin Huaile will definitely react and realize that this smuggling line can control Jimmy Tsai, and he will definitely help Miao Qingshan."

"it is good."

Changmao nodded and took out his phone to make a call.

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all day.

Zhang Zhonglin was very busy. He worked overtime at night. After being blocked by Miao Qingshan during the day, he had no time to rest. He only rested here and there for no more than three hours. He was tired from running around all day.

He had been hanging out with Zhang Jingliang and Zhang Zifeng a long time ago. They used to be in the same system. At that time, he was still Zhang Jingliang's apprentice.

But later, Zhang Jingliang got too big, and Zhang Zhonglin got in touch with Miao Qingshan. He knew that his upper limit was here, and he was reluctant to give up the interests here, so he slowly stopped keeping up.

Nowadays, Zhang Jingliang and Zhang Zifeng are on the street one after another, but in the past, everyone's circle was still here. He spent a lot of effort, relying on relationships and giving gifts, and finally passed the line of former police superintendent William, who had been on the street. He asked his boss to hook up with his boss, Senior Superintendent Johns.

There has been no progress in Johns' work. He was once physically punished by his boss Miles and had to walk to the police station to work. Fortunately, the pressure later shifted and they cooperated with Cai Yuanqi and let Zeng handle the work.

However, Gui Lao relied on Superintendent Zeng and the others to do things, but Superintendent Zeng also did not go well, so when Zhang Zhonglin asked for connections, they successfully got on the line as soon as they heard about this matter. Met with Ma Jun and Watson assigned by Superintendent Zeng.

Ma Jun and Watson have become the only available people around Superintendent Zeng since the three brothers Yue Nanzi and Xian Weizha broke out on the street. Apart from these two people, he really can't find a suitable person to handle things.

Two days later.

Oura Kuro's territory.

Oura District.

After thinking about it for a while, Lin Huaile decided to choose their meeting at Oura Hei's territory and bring his follower Huo Niu with him.

The reason why he chose this place was because a strange Miao Qingshan appeared this time.

At the beginning, Lin Huaile knew that when Superintendent Zeng had led the way to introduce Miao Qingshan to him, he, Lin Huaile, was somewhat unhappy when he learned that Miao Qingshan was alone.

Not to mention how awesome Miao Qingshan is in the mainland, but after all, he is just one person now. The powerful dragon can't defeat the local snakes. What's the use of Miao Qingshan alone?

Do you still have to do things for others yourself?

In addition, in the circle, the big circle boys and the Hong Kong boys have always looked down on each other. This is subtle. Naturally, they also look down on Miao Qingshan, even though Lin Huaile has not had much contact with the big circle boys.

Therefore, he, Lin Huaile, would be unhappy knowing that Superintendent Zeng was liaising with such a person.

After all, I am also the regional leader of Heliansheng. What do you mean by introducing a smuggler to me?This kind of person can't stand the stage, and he has no interest in doing the smuggler business.

As for why he, Lin Huaile, was finally willing to meet this strange young man recommended by Superintendent Zeng, it was largely because of Wu Zhihui.

Because the speaker is elected!

After understanding the specific situation of Miao Qingshan, he knew that Miao Qingshan was not a smuggler or a smuggler, but a talker in this circle. He had to nod for smuggling and smugglers, which made him feel a little new about Miao Qingshan. I know that this person is still capable.

Hearing that Miao Qingshan was stepped on by Wu Zhihui, Lin Huaile reacted belatedly at this time. No wonder Wu Zhihui had been jumping in front of him for a long time. He was deliberately distracting himself.

Earlier, he, Lin Huaile, didn't know about Wu Zhihui's move.

Until now, Lin Huaile had heard that Wu Zhihui had swept away Miao Qingshan's smuggling line. He actually completely guessed what Wu Zhihui's real purpose was to do with the smuggling line.

He even sneered in his heart that Wu Zhihui, who wanted to do whatever business he could, was so big that his pants were too big, and it would be easy for him to lose his temper.

Wu Zhihui still has to open up new channels and establish so many rivals in this nodular bone eye. He simply doesn't have that much thought to take care of it, and he can't cope with it.

But when he heard that Jimmy Tsai had also appeared at the scene that night, and that Wu Zhihui had used Jimmy Tsai's line to lure Miao Qingshan and the others into underestimating their enemies, Lin Huaile suddenly realized.

Lin Huaile had a very strong sense of crisis in an instant and was shrouded in deep uneasiness. Only then did he see Wu Zhihui's tricks.

Why Wu Zhihui wanted to engage in Miao Qingshan was not to open up any new channels, but to win over Jimmie.

Jimmy Tsai's livelihood depends on smuggling. If Wu Zhihui can control this smuggling line, Jimmy Tsai will be dead, and Guan Tsai Sen will be even less qualified to come out to argue with the people involved.

If Jimmie was manipulated by Wu Zhihui, Guanzisen would have no choice but to quit obediently, and even asked his boss to vote for Wu Zhihui.

Kill two birds with one stone.

Lin Huaile felt a cold sweat all over his body, and then he immediately realized the importance of Miao Qingshan.

Miao Qingshan was originally on this line. Cooperating with him to regain control here meant that he not only suppressed Wu Zhihui, but also gained Guan Zisen's support.

They had no choice. Jimmy Tsai relied on this line to make a living.

"Oh shit."

Lin Huaile muttered and shook his head: "Why didn't I think of such a trick at the beginning? I'm so old."

But thinking about Lin Huaile, he felt relieved again.

It's not that I am too old and my brain can't keep up, but I am too weak to pry Miao Qingshan away, so I would never think of using smuggling to control Jimmy Tsai.

When the virtual strength is too great, it will still limit people's thinking and vision to a certain extent. This is the case with Lin Huaile, because the investment is too big.

and so.

After re-recognizing the importance of Miao Qingshan, Lin Huaile still attached great importance to it, and specifically chose Da Puhei's territory, and then brought his follower Huo Niu.

He, Lin Huaile, had a regional leader as his follower, and he was very close to the local leader Oura Hei. Undoubtedly, this was more or less a way for Lin Huaile to show off his muscles to Miao Qingshan.

I, Lin Huaile, also have a lot of background. If you cooperate with me, Lin Huaile, you will not be ashamed. Look, with the leaders of Lian Sheng Cai Ninth District, three leaders are sitting with you today.

In Xiangjiang.

When talking about things, many people like to go to a teahouse and make a cup of hot tea, or go to a nightclub to finish talking about things and have fun together.

in the tea house.

Ma Jun and Watson met Zhang Zhonglin and Miao Qingshan. No one was familiar with the other. After a few simple greetings, they each sat down, asked the waiter to make a pot of tea, and started chatting.

Ma Jun and Watson had never interacted with Zhang Zhonglin. In addition, Miao Qingshan was sitting in his seat and had no intention of participating in their conversation. The atmosphere at the scene seemed a little awkward.

After a few minutes.

Lin Huaile walked up with Huo Niu, followed by his deputy, Aircraft, and Master Su, who pulled out a stool and sat down. The host, Oura Hei, also appeared.

"Today is interesting."

Ohura Hei picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for everyone present: "Send me, all the community leaders are sitting on my Ohura Hei's territory. I'm a little at a loss."

"Fool."

Watson laughed, nuzzled his lips and said to Oura Hei: "I don't know what to do? Of course I am friends with the police. Is it possible to go against the police? That will only lead to death."

"Young man, don't speak in such a loud tone."

Ohura Kuro was holding a teacup in his hand and resting his elbows on the table. His face, dark and thin, looked even darker: "If the police were really so awesome, there would be no clubs in Xiangjiang long ago. How could there still be people like us? "

Behind him, Dongguan Zai stood with his arms folded and his eyes scanning the crowd.

"If I look at it, they are all a bunch of people jumping on the street."

Miao Qingshan suddenly spoke and clasped his fingernails casually: "I understand your situation, police officers and leaders. Some of you sitting here today think they are very good, but they can't even handle a mere Wu Zhihui. , you still think you are very powerful?!"

He has an arrogant personality. Although Lin Huaile called three regional leaders here today, he looked down on none of them.

The community members in Xiangjiang are nothing more than that.

"Fuck, what did you say?!"

The plane was the first to stand up and patted the table, pointing at Miao Qingshan: "Do you know why you came today? Give them a face, otherwise who do you think you are?"

Miao Qingshan's words stung the plane like needles. The plane had been abused too many times by Wu Zhihui's hands, especially being beaten like a piglet by Aji, which always cast a shadow of dominance over the plane.

"Is there something wrong with what you said?"

Miao Qingshan didn't take it seriously. He ignored the standing plane and looked at Lin Huaile and others: "If you are really capable, then I, Miao Qingshan, won't be sitting here today, right?"

He looked disdainful: "What role do I, Miao Qingshan, play? I am just a person who was beaten all over the world by Wu Zhihui. How can I be qualified to sit with you?"

Miao Qingshan looked at Lin Huaile and said sarcastically: "You think so, Brother Le?!"

"The Yan family shovel, Daquan boy, if you want us to help you, you'd better shut up."

Huo Niu then stood up and pointed at Miao Qingshan: "I came here today purely to give them face. If you don't give them face, who has time to see you?!"

"All right."

Zhang Zhonglin looked at the quarrels and scolded: "Are you treating us as decorations? We are sitting here to talk about business."

He certainly didn't want things to go wrong today.

After getting on Miao Qingshan's pirate ship, he couldn't get off, so he could only help Miao Qingshan: "Let's talk about our common enemy Wu Zhihui."

"Dealing with Wu Zhihui is more useful than anything else."

"Humph."

Several people snorted coldly and sat on their seats to drink tea.

This is the first time for everyone to sit together. Everyone wants to show more authority, and no one is convinced by the other. It is full of gunpowder. Only whoever has more aura can have more say in the subsequent dialogue.

(End of this chapter)