Hong Kong: When the Wind Rises Again

Chapter 63 Situation

"what!"

My sister-in-law, A Mei, was so frightened when she saw this unexpected scene. She looked at the mouth cloth stained red and the dead man's eyes. The champagne in her hand fell to the ground, making her clothes wet.

"Ok?"

Feilong, Uncle Xing, and Da Sang frowned and glanced at the position of the bastard, but none of them spoke.

"Fuck you, mother!"

Ren Qingtian let go of the knife, took out the tissue on the table and wiped his palms: "Don't panic, don't panic, it's just a small matter."

He smiled again. His short, round figure smiled like a Maitreya Buddha: "Do you know what's going on?"

"Damn it, the Yan family shoveled the bastard. A while ago I asked him to collect an account of 500 million from the foreign devils. He had already given the money to him, but he said he didn't receive it. I will personally come forward later. That’s all.”

Ren Qingtian walked up to the spicy chickens, stretched out his hand to pull up Wu Zhihui, who was sitting, and pushed him to the table: "Hui Zai told me the clues. He went gambling on Ao Island a month ago and lost more than 500 million. , but it was paid off a week ago.”

Wu Zhihui stood at the edge of the table, glanced condescendingly at the dead-eyed Jieba, and remained calm.

He won't know until he dies how he died and what Wu Zhihui did?On the surface, he didn't even dare to go against himself, and he didn't even see what he was doing, so he trapped himself?

How did he know that when he was fighting with Wu Zhihui, Wu Zhihui had already started to make plans to trap him, and he didn't even have to do it himself.

If you come out to hang out, have no brains and still like to fight, sooner or later you will be a loser.

"I went to check and find out if there is such a thing."

Ren Qingtian sighed and shook his head: "What the hell, what I, Ren Qingtian, hate the most in my life is these people who take advantage of others and take advantage of them. Now that I am him, you won't have any objections, right?!"

"Depend on."

After hearing this, Da Sang understood, he curled his lips and said with an impatient expression: "After a long time, it turns out that we are all the foils today, and the protagonist is Brother Tian, ​​who is looking after himself."

"He's yours, you can do whatever you want with him. Go to his house and search his house. Use whatever you can find to offset your debt."

"Oh, isn't it true that everyone likes to talk about democracy, so I called everyone here."

Ren Qingtian looked at Uncle Xing, Feilong and Dasang with a smile: "Okay, since everyone has no objections, let's leave this matter as it is."

The association is democratic and this is their rule.

"Carry it away, carry it away, carry it away quickly."

Da Sang waved his hands impatiently: "It's so fucking disgusting, take it away, you idiot! Another fucking amount of money is gone."

How could he not know that Ren Qingtian would definitely have to pay for these 500 million? The meal tonight was too expensive, and he did not dare to refute Ren Qingtian's face.

"Hot chicken, come on, come on, carry this person away."

Ren Qingtian laughed: "But don't worry, it's just this once. If something like this happens to the people under me next time, I, Ren Qingtian, will pay for it myself to fill the hole. It's my fault, it's my fault." wrong."

He returned to his seat and hugged A Mei: "Okay, okay, don't be afraid, it's okay." He greeted Ma Zai: "Hurry, hurry, wipe my sister-in-law's chest with a tissue, her chest is soaked. "

"Damn it!"

A Mei also came to her senses and pushed Ren Qingtian away with a grunt.

Of course.

Ma Zai didn't dare to use paper towels to help his sister-in-law wipe her breasts.

The atmosphere suddenly became active.

"Mrs. Ren."

Jin Huiting's manager greeted, "I'll open a bridal room for you. You go and change your clothes."

"Huizai, you go with my sister-in-law."

Ren Qingtian waved, Wu Zhihui nodded in response and accompanied his sister-in-law out.

"Ah."

Da Sang raised his eyebrows and glanced at Wu Zhihui, with a playful tone: "Brother Tian, ​​you are very eye-catching, aren't you?"

"Well, I also think he is eye-catching enough."

Ren Qingtian looked at the two people leaving with a smile and raised his glass: "Come on, let's drink. Let's continue drinking."

Outside the bride's room.

"Sister-in-law, please go in."

Wu Zhihui lit a cigarette and sent his sister-in-law inside: "If you need anything, just call me. I'll be guarding the door."

"Ok."

A Mei opened the door and went in.

Wu Zhihui leaned against the door frame, looked up at the signboard of the bride's room, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and unconsciously recalled the first time he met his sister-in-law in his mind.At this moment.

Suddenly there was a scream from the bride's room. Wu Zhihui quickly threw away his cigarette butt and pushed the door open and rushed in. A Mei rushed directly towards Wu Zhihui and got into his arms, with lingering fear:

"Rat, there is such a big rat, so scary."

"it's okay no problem."

Wu Zhihui glanced over there, grabbed the tissue on the table and threw it over: "It's okay, sister-in-law, it's just a mouse, don't be afraid, it has already run away."

under dim lighting.

A Mei was only wearing a tight-fitting pink undershirt. Her perfect figure was completely exposed, and there was not a trace of excess fat on her flat belly.

She threw her whole body into Wu Zhihui's arms, her fair skin pressed tightly against Wu Zhihui and was quite smooth, and the softness was pleasant to the touch.

A faint fragrance penetrated her nostrils. I don't know if it was the fragrance of perfume or shampoo. It was faint and smelled very good.

"Excuse me."

Amei looked at Wu Zhihui who was staring at her, and quickly took a few steps away: "I'm going to make you laugh, Hui Zai, I'm very afraid of mice."

"It's okay, sister-in-law."

Wu Zhihui turned around: "I'm waiting for you here."

"it is good."

Amei looked at Wu Zhihui, who had his back turned to her and had a broad back under the lamplight. He was wearing clothes with twinkling eyes. A smile of success appeared on the corner of his mouth, and she asked carefully: "Does sister-in-law have a good-looking figure?"

"Oh?"

Wu Zhihui listened to A Mei's words: "What you asked is too bold, I'm scared." After a pause, he added: "Sister-in-law, I told you, this is not the first time we have met."

Ah Mei was stunned when she heard this and recalled it in her mind. She remembered that she had never met Wu Zhihui.

After a few minutes.

A Mei changed her clothes, and the two of them walked out one after another, walked along the corridor, and returned to the private room.

"Okay?"

Ren Qingtian smiled and hugged A Mei, who was sitting next to him: "I'm really sorry for frightening you, please continue eating."

He snapped his fingers and pointed at the vacant seat: "Hui Zai, take this seat and let's eat together."

Uncle Xing, Feilong, and Dasang couldn't help but glance at Wu Zhihui when they heard this.

"Boss, just eat."

Wu Zhihui waved his hand with a smile: "Brother Laji and I will just wait nearby."

The situation just now actually reflected some situations. Wu Zhihui needed to do some more testing to confirm the relationship between them.

"Uncle Xing, Feilong, great mourning."

Ren Qingtian laughed and looked at the three of them with a smile: "Look, you guys don't even dare to sit down without nodding."

"I can do it."

Feilong shrugged as usual, saying it didn't matter.

"Just sit down when I tell you to."

Da Sang said angrily: "Brother Tian, ​​this seat is reserved for you. I told you earlier, you can just sit down. You have to do what you did just now."

"Hey!"

Uncle Xing scolded: "Da Mang, what are you talking about?"

"Yes Yes Yes."

Da Sang raised his hand and slapped his mouth twice: "Yes, I have a bad mouth, so I slap it myself."

Ren Qingtian raised his eyebrows and glanced at Wu Zhihui.

Wu Zhihui opened his seat and sat down calmly: "In that case, I won't be polite."

His eyes swept over the four big guys present without leaving any trace, and he was already convinced. It seemed that they were not as peaceful as they seemed on the surface.

Uncle Xing must be supporting Ren Qingtian.

The flying dragon appears neutral.

As for the big funeral, it seems a bit counterintuitive.

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(End of this chapter)