Hong Kong: When the Wind Rises Again

Tonight, the Wan Chai Police Station was indeed very busy. It was extremely busy.

This street was arrested, and in a short period of time, there were not enough police officers.

The Hong Hing area next to Canal Road East is basically full of flowers.

Six streets were in bloom, and there were simply not enough police officers. They arrested people here and there again, going back and forth as if they couldn't catch them all.

to this end.

Superintendent Li of Wan Chai Police Station even called the nearby Happy Valley Police Station to ask them to arrange for police officers to come over for support.

"Brother Kun, it can't be done, it can't be done. Many of our horses have been taken away by the police."

"There are people coming to Yiu Wah Street again"

"Brother Kun, our boss was dragged in by the police."

"This group of people are like mad dogs. Those who trampled on our territory ran away again. They had already left when we came here."

The calls from all the lobby entrances came to Liangkun one after another.

All kinds of news were put together, and Liangkun was confused.

What did this Big D or Wu Zhihui want to do? He stepped on the territory without defending it and just left again.

like
Are they just here to step on and play?

"Brother Kun, more than a hundred of our younger brothers have been kidnapped."

Shaqiang panted heavily and came to Liangkun, speaking incoherently: "Currently, the number of people is still rising."

"Grass!"

Liangkun finally couldn't help it anymore and picked up the ashtray on the table and smashed it on the ground: "What on earth are they going to do!"

He looked at Shaqiang: "Big B, what are Big B and the others doing?!"

"Big B said that they were being run over and chased by the police. Many of their subordinates were arrested and they no longer dare to take the lead."

"Let him continue to attack me and continue to beat me!"

Liangkun tapped his fingers heavily on the table: "Damn it, they're not allowed to come in and out of our territory seven times. Are you telling me that you're afraid of being caught by the police?!"

"I don't know, I can't be contacted anymore. Not only Big B, but also several other gangsters seem to have lost their momentum a lot now."

Shaqiang took out a breath to adjust his breathing, and had already begun to settle the score: "Brother Kun, we can't continue to play like this. If we continue like this, we can't afford it."

He started to count with his fingers: "Just for the hundreds of people who were arrested by the police and taken to the police station, we have to pay a large amount in bail fees."

"This does not include the losses in the market. If we add them all together, it will be almost an astronomical sum!"

"Hit! Keep hitting me!"

Liangkun banged his fist on the table and growled in a hoarse voice: "The police will arrest our people but not theirs?"

"We have to pay the bail fee and they don't want to pay it? Continue to arrange for people to come to me and fight them!"

After sending Shaqiang away, Liangkun walked back and forth in the room, whispering and cursing: "Mad dog, mad dog Wu Zhihui."

At this time, Liangkun was a little hard to understand.

Why is Wu Zhihui playing around like this?

You fucking come in and don't need any territory, yet you're letting so many people in.

Did you, Wu Zhihui, pick up the money? My back hurts even when I bend down to pick up money.

If you want to fight, then I will fight with you!
only.

Soon, Liangkun couldn't bear it anymore.

At about three o'clock in the morning, Shaqiang walked in with dark circles under his eyes: "Brother Kun, I really can't stand it anymore. We were dragged in by the police and there are almost two hundred people."

He loudly scorned: "When these gangsters saw the police coming, they drove large trucks to block the market."

"All of our people were blocked in the market, ready to be arrested by the police."

He looked at Liangkun: "Now I seriously doubt whether Wu Zhihui has made an agreement with the police officers. He is helping the police officers in the police station to earn bail money!"

Listening to this number, Liangkun gritted his teeth and was a little unconvinced: "Catch us instead of them? Let them continue to fight!"

"Can't fight anymore!"

Shaqiang took out his turned off mobile phone: "The other gang members are not willing to call us now, they are very angry with us!"

"I don't even dare to call now. When I do, they all call me and want us to pay to help them find people!"

"The bosses of these six markets are complaining all over the place. They all say that they have suffered too much loss. Let us give you an explanation. Is this how you can let them do business by paying the regulatory fee?"

"Also, some officials have started to complain about Brother Kun, saying that your command was inappropriate and caused them great losses."

"..."

Liangkun suddenly fell silent after hearing this.

Shaqiang looked at the silent Liangkun, rubbed oil on his feet and ran away without making any stop for fear of being used as a punching bag.

Later in the night.

The fire finally subsided this time, and the market was in a mess and quiet.

seven in the morning.

The sun rises from the sky, and the sunlight shines through the window into the office of the Superintendent of Wan Chai Police Station, hitting the body warmly.

Superintendent Li was sitting on his seat, holding a pineapple bun in his left hand and chewing it with relish.

He listened to the inspector who came to report on his work, took a sip of coffee from time to time, and started a good day's work.

"Hong Xing's people arrested one hundred and eighty-six, and Wu Zhihui's group arrested thirty-five."

The inspector had two dark circles under his eyes, and his eyes were a little bloodshot: "The total number of complaint calls received is more than 80, except for this"

He didn't sleep all night last night because he was dealing with this matter and his energy was listless.

In comparison, Superintendent Li, who also worked overtime, felt much more comfortable.

Although he didn't go home all night, he was resting in the office.

Covered with a small blanket, although the environment was a bit harsh, I still slept soundly.

"Ah."

Superintendent Li put the last mouthful of pineapple oil into his mouth, pulled a tissue to wipe his greasy mouth, and said vaguely: "Okay, thank you for your hard work."

He took a work report that had already been written on the table and handed it to him: "Come on, I wrote the report for you last night."

"You sign it and submit it to me, then you can go back and rest. Take a shower and feel comfortable."

"Come back at six o'clock in the afternoon. I need you to continue working hard tonight."

the end.

He added: "But don't worry, I will stay at the police station these days and fight with you."

"!"

After listening to Superintendent Li's words, the inspector had no choice but to raise his hand in salute and respond loudly: "Yes Sir!"

His lips twitched, but he was still a little unwilling. He couldn't help but asked: "Sir Li, since you know they will still cause trouble, why don't you just call their person in charge to the police station to drink coffee?"

"The recent commotion in Wan Chai has been so big, it should be difficult for us to keep up with the higher-ups."

and also.

It is obvious that such a big matter cannot be handled well by just one inspector.

At least a senior inspector or chief inspector must be arranged. What's the point of having an inspector responsible for it?

He didn't feel at all that Superintendent Li was giving him a chance to show off.

Of course.

He definitely didn't dare to express this idea.

"hehe."

Superintendent Li smiled lightly and blew hot air on the coffee: "You are still young and you don't understand many things. It doesn't matter. You will understand if you read more and learn more."

He took a sip of coffee and looked at the inspector: "We arrested so many people last night, isn't this the data?"

"They are making such a fuss. Now we may not be able to solve it if we get involved. Let them continue to play."

"There are more than 200 people. The insurance premium alone is a huge expense. It can bring a lot of income to our police force. Don't worry."

"Yes Sir."

The inspector still didn't understand, but the superintendent was so calm and he didn't have much to say. The emperor was not impatient and the eunuch was impatient, so he signed and left.

Superintendent Li glanced at the inspector who had closed the door and left, picked up the report he had written long ago, stood up and stretched: "Well, it's time to report on the work."

I went to the police station to report my work and was scolded by my superiors.

Superintendent Li looked relaxed and just nodded repeatedly, saying that he would definitely strengthen public security management. He was not upset at all about this matter, as if it was not his jurisdiction.

When I came back from the police station, I met the lawyer who came to bail me at the gate of the police station.

Hong Xing's lawyer and the lawyer arranged by Big D are both here and negotiating with the police.

The police officer saw the superintendent coming up and briefly reported the situation.

"Okay."

Superintendent Li nodded calmly: "According to the regulations, let them bail if they can. Just follow the normal process."

"Ok."

The police officer also felt strange, when did Superintendent Li become so cheerful.

The last time we arrested He Liansheng's group, they were imprisoned for a long time, so we tried every means to delay the time until they were imprisoned for a full period of time.

"Eh"

Superintendent Li returned to the office, crossed his legs on the coffee table, and lit a cigarette: "Hurry up, my friend, I'm very stressed out when you guys are playing like this."

Logically speaking, the superintendent would never allow the merger of two societies in his own jurisdiction and would not let them go like this.

I can't communicate with my superiors.

The main reason why Superintendent Li is so calm is because of Superintendent Zeng's matter.

It is also dealing with the matter of Hong Xing and Aberdeen Ng Chi Fai.

ending.

Lao Zeng rushed to the street, and his two men, a senior inspector and an inspector, all rushed to the street and died.

What are the consequences?

There are no consequences.

Last time, Superintendent Li betrayed Superintendent Zeng and helped deal with the old guys like He Lian Sheng.

Zeng Jiale jumped into the street, who did it? It must have something to do with Wu Zhihui, but Wu Zhihui and the others have nothing to do with it.

Let’s look at Zeng Jiale’s fate.

Liu Jiehui, the leader of the Chinese faction, took Zeng Jiale's corruption and bribery seriously.

This time it happened again.

Does he, Superintendent Li, dare to intervene? He definitely doesn't dare anymore, he is also afraid.

What if Wu Zhihui turns against him?
and.

In this matter, Wu Zhihui didn't go too far. After all, he left someone for him to capture and deal with, right?

Then let them keep playing.

Just wait a little longer and wait until the right time comes before you show up.

Being a human being is a great subject, and being a police superintendent is an even greater subject.

The limelight is not right, so hurry up and suppress it, lest you become the target of public criticism, and you will die without knowing how.

After seeing Liu Jiehui and the others, Superintendent Li had long wanted to put everything aside.

I was still cursing my luck in my heart, wondering why I ended up getting together with someone named Zeng in the first place.

Repulse Bay Villa.

In the restaurant.

"According to the plan, I arranged for thirty-five brothers to go in and have lawyers contacted."

Big D stood at the dining table, looking at the large plate full of oysters on the table. He raised the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "It's strange, the Wan Chai Police Station is quite quiet this time."

"Ah."

Wu Zhihui nodded and responded: "Continue to play with them tonight."

"I know, boss."

Big D turned around to leave, but was stopped by Wu Zhihui: "By the way, have you had breakfast? Come, eat oysters."

next to.

A Mei, Hong Kong Sheng, and Le Huizhen, who were drinking porridge with their heads down, almost moved in unison, stopped and looked at Big D.

Their eyes were sharp, as if if Big D dared to eat this oyster, the three of them would tear him into pieces without hesitation.

"No, no, I've already eaten."

Big D quickly waved his hand to refuse, but the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising: "I'm old, I can't eat such fresh food in the morning, and I'm allergic, so I can't bear it."

Serious people, who eats this stuff so early in the morning? There is such a big basin full of it.

I'm a big D and I can't bear it. Boss, you should take it slowly and make up for it. If you give it to me, I won't dare to eat it.

After listening to Big D's words, the three girls looked away and continued eating breakfast.

"Ok?"

Wu Zhihui looked at Big D's expression and stared at the gloating Big D: "No, Big D, I see you are very happy today?!"

"No no!"

Big D was sweating on his forehead and quickly waved his hands, smeared the soles of his feet and walked away: "I still have a lot of things to do. Let's go first, boss, so I won't disturb you for breakfast."

Big D's voice came from far outside the door.

"!"

Wu Zhihui's facial features were twisted and squeezed together, and he looked at the oysters in front of him: "I can't eat anymore. Can I just stop eating? I don't need these things."

Steamed directly with high-pressure steam, the taste is too strong.

"no!"

The three women sternly refused almost in unison. They put down the spoons in their hands and looked at Wu Zhihui eagerly: "This is called nip in the bud. You must eat it. If you dare not eat it, Ah Hui will get a discount and break your bones!"

Hong Kong Sheng and Le Huizhen stood up directly beside Wu Zhihui, locking and surrounding him.

"."

Wu Zhihui gritted his teeth, feeling dissatisfied, but he could only grit his teeth and continue eating.

A good man doesn't fight with women, he just lets them do it.

Just wait and see how I deal with you tonight.

finish breakfast.

Wu Zhihui made a pot of tea to relieve the greasy taste of the oysters. He looked at Hong Kong students and Le Huizhen, who had no plans to go out, and asked, "Are these two beauties so relaxed today?"

"Last time, how did you discuss the cooperation with Leslie Cheung's agent?"

"hey-hey."

When Le Huizhen talked about this matter, she couldn't help but feel a little proud: "It goes without saying that I, the young lady, can take action."

"We have already negotiated with them initially. I won't bother you with this little thing. You should just focus on doing your thing."

"alright."

Wu Zhihui didn't ask any more questions. Aji drove over from outside and said, "Brother Hui, someone from Ashan asked us to find us and said he has something to ask you."

"He said that there is something very important that he wants to discuss in detail with you face to face."

"Oh?"

Wu Zhihui raised his eyebrows when he heard this and thought for a moment: "He's looking for me? What's going on?"

"It said it was related to Jiang Tiansheng. He also said that he must ask Brother Hui to give him a chance to speak. I don't know the specific situation."

"cut."

Wu Zhihui was dismissive and didn't bother to pay attention to a character like Ah Shan: "He is just a guy running around on the sea. How can he tell me anything important?"

Wu Zhihui waved his hand and refused: "No, it's just Jiang Tiansheng. We are enough to deal with them. We don't need this kind of role."

"Ok."

Aji nodded in response, took the phone and made a call, rejecting the middleman.

"Walk."

Wu Zhihui took his coat and said, "It's rare that I have time today, so let's go out for a walk together."

"Great!"

Hong Kong Sheng immediately jumped up from the sofa: "Ah Fai finally has time to spend with us."

The group of people went shopping in the commercial street. At noon, they sat down in a teahouse.

"Amei."

Wu Zhihui looked at A Mei and the others: "You guys go first, I'm going to take care of something. There's a fly following me, I'm not feeling well."

next to.

The security guard who followed came up: "Sister-in-law, shall we go first?"

At this moment.

Doorway.

Ah Shan pushed the door open and entered, came to Wu Zhihui, and said with a smile: "Hello, sister-in-law, hello brother Hui."

Wu Zhihui frowned.

"Hong Kong student, let's go."

Amei looked at Wu Zhihui's expression and immediately understood. She greeted Hong Kong students and Le Huizhen, and left with the security guard first.

"You make me very unhappy."

Wu Zhihui took a sip of tea and said, "Get out."

"Brother Hui, you must give me a chance to speak."

Ah Shan spoke very quickly and followed up: "Does the Eight-faced Buddha know? His son has come to Xiangjiang and wants to see you and talk about cooperation with you." As he spoke.

A sturdy middle-aged man walked in from outside, followed by two bodyguards.

"Brother Hahahahui, my name is Mencha, and my father is the Eight-faced Buddha."

Miancha laughed loudly and came to Wu Zhihui: "I have heard of your name a long time ago. I didn't expect that it would be really difficult to meet you. I finally met you today."

"hehe."

Wu Zhihui chuckled and responded in a weak voice: "It turns out that he is the son of the Eight-faced Buddha, Mencha. I have heard of your father's name like thunder."

The last time he bought arms on the high seas outside Haojiang, arms dealer Songpa Shan mentioned the Eight-faced Buddha.

Siam is in the white powder business.

Ok.

That's all.

Wu Zhihui didn't have much interest in contacting them.

"Thanks for the compliment."

Mian Cha was very familiar with himself. He pulled out a stool and sat across from Wu Zhihui: "I came here today to negotiate a business deal with you, Brother Hui, for my father. Let's work together."

"I didn't know that Brother Hui didn't know how to contact him before. It happened that Ah Shan was in Xiangjiang, so I asked him to help introduce him."

Wu Zhihui ignored him, but stared at Ah Shan with sharp eyes.

"Ah Shan, I didn't expect you to be so familiar with the Eight-faced Buddha and the others?"

After a while, Wu Zhihui finally said: "I remember that you used to work with Jiang Tiansheng, so you are also familiar with the Eight-faced Buddha?"

Ah Shan noticed Wu Zhihui's eyes and couldn't help but lower his head. He didn't dare to talk in front of Wu Zhihui.

"You're just here to hang out and get some food."

Mian Cha stroked his beard at the corner of his mouth and laughed: "Ah Shan was manipulated by Yue Nanzai before and lost so much goods. How could Jiang Tiansheng use him again?"

"That's what he does. It's just right. I need someone like him, so he's with me."

Miancha simply said a few words: "Let's talk about business matters? I've been here, you can't just let me leave."

"Okay, you have come all the way from Siam, why should I drive you away? Xiangjiang is not my fault, Wu Zhihui's fault, right?"

Wu Zhihui nodded, but looked at Ah Ji: "A Ji, I don't like this Ah Shan very much. I hate him like a fly. Please help me deal with it."

He held the tea cup with his fingers and slowly turned it, and his tone was a bit colder: "Break his hands and feet so that he can't fly from now on!"

"Ok?"

Mian Cha's face froze, his brows knitted together, and he said in a deep voice, "Isn't it bad for Brother Hui to do this?! At least he is following me now."

Wu Zhihui was unmoved, just raised his eyes and glanced at him: "What? It sounds like you have an opinion?"

Mian Cha's eyes narrowed.

"no.."

Ah Shan panicked when he heard this, and just as he was about to talk to Mencha, Ah Ji came up, grabbed his shoulders, and dragged him out like a dog.

"Okay, now it's clean."

Wu Zhihui laughed and looked at Mian Cha: "Now we can talk. Do you have anything to ask me about?"

"Good thing!"

Miancha gritted his teeth, suppressed his displeasure and smiled again, and continued: "That's right, I heard that Brother Hui and Hong Xing have been fighting fiercely recently."

"Isn't this a coincidence? We are not on good terms with Jiang Tiansheng in Siam. We have been grudges for a long time."

He kept talking: "As the saying goes, peers are enemies, so why don't you come here and see if there is anything I can do to help Brother Hui."

The two of them are in Siam and traveling together. When traveling together, there will be competition, and conflicts are common.

"Ah, so you came to help me."

When Wu Zhihui heard this, he laughed directly: "It's really a big thank you to you. You came all the way to Xiangjiang to help me, so I'll thank you in advance."

follow.

Wu Zhihui waved his hand again and refused directly: "However, I understand your kindness. I, Wu Zhihui, don't need anyone's help."

He didn't want to have anything to do with the Eight-faced Buddha.

Selling white powder.

Wu Zhihui thinks that he is not a good character, but there are many ways to make money, and he will never sell white powder.

He, Wu Zhihui, can't control others, and he won't care about others, but he definitely has no interest in doing this or dealing with such people.

"Hey, look what you said, as the saying goes, the enemy of my enemy is my friend."

However, Mian Cha did not silence and continued: "If I help you, Jiang Tiansheng and the others will be much easier to deal with."

"You are working in Xiangjiang, and I am working in Siam. If both sides attack at the same time, Jiang Tiansheng will not be able to take care of him."

"Without the source of funds for the white powder business, if you continue to play with Hongxing in Xiangjiang, Hongxing will not last long. Who doesn't know that Brother Hui, you have more people and more money now."

"Well, you are quite good at analyzing."

Wu Zhihui nodded and frowned: "However, I am not interested in cooperating with you. I, Wu Zhihui, do have more people and money. I will handle it myself."

He repeated again: "Come to Xiangjiang, I welcome you at any time. Cooperation is not necessary, let's go."

"I mean it."

However, Miancha did not leave and continued: "I have already seen how you want to play with them, Hongxing. There are conflicts between societies. All these require financial support."

"Let's do this. Let's use an extra three million to support you, Brother Hui. If it's not enough, we can continue to increase the amount until you take down Hong Xing."

While talking.

Mian Cha took out a check from his pocket and pushed it in front of Wu Zhihui: "I know you people like to keep a low profile. This money is clean and can be used directly without fear of police investigation."

"We'll help you deal with Hong Xing together. Once it's done, we won't need anything else. We just need your brother Hui's help to help us enter the market in Xiangjiang."

He looked at Wu Zhihui with a smile and tapped his finger on the check: "In my opinion, Brother Hui, you are so big that you are fully capable of entering the white powder market."

"Let's cooperate. It's very profitable. This business is like a money printing machine, and it's always moving. A steady stream of money will flow into your pocket."

"excuse me!"

Wu Zhihui didn't even look at the check on the table. He lost his patience and said, "I, Wu Zhihui, don't do this business. You should have understood this before you came to me."

"So, you don't need to talk to me, I'm not interested. Besides, I, Wu Zhihui, seem to be short of millions of people?"

Everyone works in their own circles and takes what they need. They have different ways and don't work together.

"Haha, it seems that our sincerity is not strong enough."

Mencha chuckled, took out another check from his pocket, and took out his pen: "This check is blank."

"Brother Hui, you just have to fill it out yourself, and I can cash it in for you. The money doesn't matter, it's all trivial."

He laughed loudly: "Hahaha, the most important thing we need is money. As long as we can make friends with Brother Hui, how much will it cost?"

"Take it, take it, take the check!"

Wu Zhihui frowned, lost his patience, and scolded him coldly: "I told you to leave, don't you understand?"

Following Wu Zhihui's scolding, the two bodyguards behind Miancha immediately stared at Wu Zhihui and walked forward.

around.

Among the diners who were originally sitting and drinking tea, a few people looked this way, stretched out their hands to touch their waists, and stared at the people watching unkindly.

"Haha, Brother Hui is very cautious when going out."

Miancha glanced around, signaled the bodyguard not to move, and laughed again: "It seems that Brother Hui is very determined."

He picked up the check and dusted it in his hand. The paper made a crisp sound: "You don't want the banknotes delivered to your hand? Could it be that our money is not money?!"

Miancha's tone became playful, with a strong hint of threat: "Tell me, if I, Miancha, take this three million check to go to your competitor Lin Huaile, do you think he would be interested in cooperating with us? ?”

"Take it and get out!"

Wu Zhihui pointed at the door: "Get out of here right now!"

"Wu Zhihui!!"

Mian Cha slapped the table and stood up directly, glaring at Wu Zhihui: "Don't be shameless. Calling you Brother Hui too many times is to give you face."

"You're just a fucking dwarf mule who hangs out in a gang, do you really think you're a thing? There's a lot of money for you, but you don't want to earn it, and you still pick it up?!"

He completely lost his patience: "You go to Siam and ask about our status in Siam. My father can let me come to you in person to talk to you. It's already easy."

"Snapped"

The sound of breaking porcelain was heard.

"I promise!"

Wu Zhihui grabbed the teapot and slapped it. The teapot fell apart. He stood up, reached out and grabbed Miancha's collar, and pushed his head down on the table.

The sharp porcelain tip in his hand was pointed directly at Mencha's head and pressed against it: "If you say one more thing, I will let you see your brain!"

"Do not move!"

"do not move!"

The two bodyguards behind Miancha took out the guns from their waists and pointed them at Wu Zhihui.

next to.

Three people among the diners stood up and also took out their guns and pointed them at Miancha and the others.

Ah Ji stood directly in front of Wu Zhihui, stared at them coldly, and said coldly: "You will die!"

"Wu Zhihui, you are seeking death!!"

Mian Cha was unconvinced and gritted his teeth and growled: "There are still my people outside. If you dare to mess around, they will crush this place and no one will be able to escape!"

Wu Zhihui didn't say anything, he just stared at Mian Cha and exerted force on his palm. The sharp notched handle of the teapot in his hand directly penetrated Mian Cha's skin, bit by bit.

Blood seeped out along the skin and dripped on the table.

"you!"

Miancha's words paused, feeling the coldness and stinging pain on his head, and he swallowed the words again: "Put down the gun, put down the gun!"

The bodyguard hesitated and put the gun down.

Wu Zhihui clutched the handle of the teapot: "You are playing with fire, my friend!"

"sorry!"

Mian Cha looked at the blood dripping in front of his eyes, gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "I'm sorry, Brother Hui!"

"Humph!"

Wu Zhihui snorted coldly, then pushed Miancha away: "Get out!"

"go!"

Miancha covered his head and turned around to leave. Before leaving, he did not forget to say harsh words: "Okay, okay, Wu Zhihui, you are awesome, you are amazing!"

"Pooh."

Wu Zhihui spat to the side, looked at the Miancha group disappearing at the top of the stairs, and tugged on the collar of his shirt impatiently.

"Boss."

Ah Ji withdrew his eyes and looked at Wu Zhihui: "Suddenly another Eight-faced Buddha appeared. If we reject them like this, we will be in trouble next time."

"trouble?!"

Wu Zhihui sat back on his seat and said expressionlessly: "Well, it is indeed a bit troublesome."

"But it doesn't matter. If there is trouble, just solve it and it won't be called trouble!"

He tapped his fingers vigorously on the table, and his tone became more serious: "Dare you come to Xiangjiang and point a gun at me? Get rid of this trouble immediately!!"

There was a pause.

He added: "Also, I have changed my mind about Ah Shan's fly with its limbs broken off. Let's deal with it together."

"Ok?"

Aji was just stunned when he heard this, and then nodded: "Okay, I understand, boss."

"Grass!"

Wu Zhihui looked at Ah Ji who was leaving and murmured to himself: "People from Siam came to Xiangjiang to talk to Wu Zhihui about something?!"

in the car.

"Oh shit!"

Mian Cha drove away with four bodyguards, covering his bleeding head with gloomy eyes: "Wu Zhihui, I want you to die!"

At this time, the mobile phone rang, and the Eight-faced Buddha called: "How's it going? It's done, no one will have trouble with money, right?"

"This Wu Zhihui is just a mad dog, his brain is full of bubbles, big bubbles!"

Mian Cha gritted his teeth and briefly described the situation: "We don't need to contact Wu Zhihui."

"This guy should die!"

"Ok?"

Eight-faced Buddha listened to his son's words and frowned: "Wu Zhihui really doesn't make money?"

"ill."

Miancha replied impatiently and wiped the blood on his head with a tissue: "However, he still dare not touch me. We are walking sideways in Siam, and Wu Zhihui can't do anything to me."

"Don't worry yet."

The Eight-faced Buddha thought briefly: "Since he thinks he is right, let's go find his opponent Lin Huaile. I'll see if Wu Zhihui can do it!"

There was a pause.

The Eight-faced Buddha added: "You don't have to worry about this matter. I will arrange for someone to handle it."

His tone was cold: "If you dare to touch my son, you don't take my Eight-faced Buddha seriously at all!"

hang up the phone.

Mian Cha looked at the street sign in front of him: "Go back to the hotel first, call Lin Huale, and go find him in the evening. He will definitely be interested."

"Ok."

The bodyguards responded quickly, and the group headed towards the hotel where they were staying. They didn't notice that several cars were already following them alternately.

“Grand Hyatt Hotel.”

A middle-aged man watched Miancha and his party enter the hotel, then stepped on the accelerator and drove away: "Have someone keep an eye on them so they can't run away."

Hotel suite.

Mencha entered the room, took out the medical kit and simply bandaged the wound on his head. He took out the whiskey and took a few sips. Distraught, he called the bodyguard and said a few words.

Soon.

There was a knock on the door.

A fair-looking young man appeared at the door. His face was thickly powdered, and he stood at the door with his legs crossed. He looked at the strong man Cha: "No, boss, are you so big? You didn't do it just now." Tell me? I don’t have enough money..."

"What? Are you afraid that I have no money?!"

Miancha reached out and grabbed his hair and pulled him in, dragging him on the sofa. He took the handbag on the side, took out a wad of banknotes and threw it on him: "You idiot, I look like a person without money? !”

He raised his hand and threw the banknotes into the air, tugging at the belt: "I'll give you as much as you want!"

"Oh, how could it be?"

The man immediately became proactive: "I like communicating with people like my brother the most."

Six pm.

The man held his hips and left from inside. Miancha changed his clothes and followed him out. The bodyguard had been waiting for a long time: "We have made an appointment."

"Walk."

Mencha tugged at the hem of his suit and stepped away. The group got into the car and headed towards Jordan.

Just after driving two streets away, a garbage truck came quickly. When they met, the garbage truck turned the steering wheel and hit the car of Mencha, and then drove away.

The car lost control and hit the guardrail on the side of the road.

The Miancha group was so shocked that they did not realize that garbage trucks were not allowed to go on the bridge at this point. They cursed at the garbage truck that had already driven far away and started the car again.

A car came quickly.

Windows lowered.

The two gunmen popped their heads out of the car window one after the other, the muzzles of the two big black star guns they held in their hands were black.

"Bang bang bang!"

The two fired four shots and quickly pulled the triggers, unleashing full firepower from far to near.

"Oh!"

There was a violent crash.

"what"

The screams stopped suddenly, becoming silent briefly and quickly.

The driver was shot, and the car that had just started lost control under the impact of the sedan, hit the guardrail again, rolled over, and came to a stop.

The car stopped.

The white-haired man opened the car door and got out.

He turned his right hand over, and there was already a short knife in his hand. Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the blade was golden.

With a quick step, he stepped on the car and jumped directly into the car.

in the car.

"Cough cough..."

Mencha endured the pain of being shot in his arm, struggled to push open the twisted car door, and got out.

As soon as he got out, he saw the white-haired man in his sight. Just as he was about to react, his head was already grabbed.

"Ho ho..."

Miancha's eyes were wide open, with a fearful expression on his blood-covered face. He looked at the white-haired man with horrified eyes and shook his head desperately.

"Hey!"

The white-haired man had cold eyes. He grabbed Miancha's hair and raised his short knife: "When you come to Xiangjiang, keep a low profile!"

He narrowed his eyes and swung the dagger, neatly! (End of chapter)