Hong Kong: When the Wind Rises Again

Chapter 9 Let me lend you something

Doorway.

Wu Zhihui pulled the belt and pushed it toward the buckle. He tied the belt and said casually: "Sister-in-law, I can completely trust you. You don't want anything to happen to me, right?"

"Ha ha."

Jenny's face was still slightly flushed, her eyes met Wu Zhihui's, and she tugged on the sling that had slipped off her shoulders: "Of course Hui Zai, let's go quickly."

Wu Zhihui stepped into the elevator, and Jenny watched him leave. After the door closed, the smile on Jenny's face disappeared instantly: "The Yan family shovel, how dare you threaten me!"

Her expression changed a bit, and she decided to do as Wu Zhihui said.

Wu Zhihui definitely didn't come unprepared. If he touched him rashly, he would definitely expose the matter between the two of them if it was not resolved.

outside the community.

Wu Zhihui reached out and stopped the taxi: "No. 188 Huayuan Street, thank you."

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"Thank you."

Wu Zhihui paid the fare, looked up at the house number in front of him, took out a Marlboro and clicked it, walked along the steps into the corridor, and came to the door of Lan Gonghua's rental house.

Because of the parking stall, the bad gamblers couldn't do anything for a short period of time, and they had no money in their pockets. They couldn't go out to gamble, so they could only lie down at home.

at this time.

He was sitting on the bed drinking, holding a cigarette in one hand and belching: "Skinny boy from the Yan family, he robbed so much money and didn't even give me a penny. I'm going to kill you."

The door rang.

"Don't fucking rush me, I'll pay you the rent the day after tomorrow."

Lan Gonghua yelled angrily. Seeing that he was still knocking on the door, he got up and opened the door with a curse: "Stop fucking"

Wu Zhihui stood at the door with a cigarette in his mouth and a smile. He raised his foot and pushed away Rowan Paihua who wanted to close the door. He closed the door and stepped on Roan Paihua's face.

"Banzaihui!"

Lan Gonghua's face turned red and his eyes flickered: "What do you want to do?!"

"How dare you take the black-haired brother's money!"

Wu Zhihui raised his eyebrows slightly, took out the fish scraper from his pocket, and pulled off the wet toilet paper wrapped around the knife. The sharp blade reflected the cold light under the light: "Brother Fa asked me to take your life!"

The fish scraper was swung down, and Lan Gonghua raised his hand to block it. He covered his bloody hand and screamed for mercy.

"I was wrong, Brother Hui."

Hua Yi, who was afraid of gambling, said, "The money was stolen by the doublehead, Shouzaibang, not me. Let me live."

Wu Zhihui was stunned when he heard this: "Did he really do it?" On the surface, he remained calm and scolded: "Brother Fa has already found out and said something useful!"

Lan Qianhua spoke very fast and had a strong desire to survive: "It's not me who wants to deal with you, it's Sister Jenny who wants to deal with you."

"She arranged for someone to contact me and asked me to make a fuss about sending money by borrowing money. Only then would something happen to the money."

"How did you know it was Jenny?!"

Wu Zhihui raised his eyebrows and looked at the hesitant Luan Gonghua: "Tell me everything you know, and I can spare your life!"

"Jenny is looking for someone to contact me. I know this person. I saw him appear with Jenny once before, so I suspect that Jenny wants to kill you."

Lan Gambling didn't know what happened specifically, so he could only make a rough guess.

Jenny
Wu Zhihui recalled in his mind that logically speaking, there was no reason for this coquettish man to kill himself.

Suddenly.

A flash of memory emerged.

Half a month ago, the brainless predecessor actually slept with Jenny and had a relationship. The undercover agent didn't want to do it anymore and asked Jenny to leave the boss and follow him out of here.

Crazy line.

No wonder people want to kill you.

Jenny got together with the big guy because he had a big wallet, and she got together with her predecessor simply because of her good maintenance skills. They were only in a physical relationship, and her predecessor had no money, power or status. Are you going to follow me?
After all, Jenny was the sister-in-law, and her predecessor just mentioned it, and Jenny immediately became ruthless and started to attack.

Lan Gonghua looked at Wu Zhihui who was silent and begged for mercy again: "I really didn't participate in this matter.

The money was stolen by Shou Zaibang and others. They agreed to give me [-]% of the money beforehand, but they haven't given me a penny yet. "

He definitely won't get any money.

If the big boss finds out about betraying his own people, he will definitely be killed. This alone is absolutely impossible to give money to the bad gambler.

"I really didn't want to harm you. I owed a gambling debt, so I was forced to agree to them. You come to them." The bad gambler looked at Wu Zhihui nervously: "You promised not to kill me. We are all brothers. , the most important thing when going out for business is to be trustworthy.”

"Of course I speak credit."

Wu Zhihui let go of him: "Okay, you get up." Looking at Luan Gonghua who was getting up from the ground with his hands in his hands: "Don't publicize this matter. Just pretend that we have never seen it."

"Uh-huh."

Lan Gonghua agreed wholeheartedly, and only asked the god of plague to leave quickly, as he had to run away overnight.

"correct."

Wu Zhihui suddenly stopped and said in a calm tone: "I want to borrow something from you."

"it is good!"

Lan Guhua nodded in agreement: "What do you want me to borrow?"

"Pfft."

The fish scraper waved, and a white light flashed in front of Zishan Gambling Hua.

"Well"

Lan Gonghua's eyes widened, he held his neck tightly with both hands, staring at Wu Zhihui, and made a hoarse sound in his throat.

"Thank you."

Wu Zhihui wiped the fish scraper with toilet paper and put it away, took out a small stack of banknotes and threw it in the air: "You can't calm down, please be more careful in the next life."

After going downstairs.

Wu Zhihui put his hands in his pockets and walked a little way forward to stop a taxi: "Zhifu Road, thank you."

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Set on Fu Road.

Wu Zhihui stood under the eaves wearing a peaked cap, looking at the passers-by who came and went from time to time in the alley in front, and came to a child of about ten years old: "Pretty boy, can I ask you to do something for me?"

He held a piece of banknote and shook it in the air: "This is the deposit. You go into the gambling stall and help me find a person named Shou Zaibang."

Gambling file.

The person in charge, Shouzi Bang, chewed a cigarette and inspected the various gaming tables back and forth. Looking at the gaming table where people started to play, his face was full of smiles and he was relaxed and happy.

The child walked in and looked at the lean Shou Zaibang: "Are you Shou Zaibang?"

"Ok?"

Shou Zaibang looked down at the child: "Have your hair grown fully yet? Don't come in if you don't have money."

"I was asked to bring you a message."

The child was not afraid of Shou Zaibang, and said bluntly: "Bad Gambling Hua said that you guys don't follow the rules. If you don't want anything to happen, go find him now. You know the place."

Done.

He stretched out his hand: "He said the sentence I brought is worth five hundred, give me the money."

"Ok?"

Shou Zaibang's face turned cold. After thinking for a while, he held back. He took out a piece of banknote and sent the person away. He called three horse boys to take the guy and left directly.

Wu Zhihui looked at the four people rushing out of the gambling stall to get on the bus, turned around and left, found a phone booth and dialed Zhang Jingliang's number:
"start!"

"No. 188 Huayuan Street, grab people and call it a day!"

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188 Fa Yuen Street.

The car stopped.

Shou Zaibang hurriedly opened the door and rushed to Lan Zaihua's residence with Ma Zai. Looking at the ajar door, he kicked in and saw Lan Zaihua lying in a pool of blood.

The scattered banknotes fell on him, soaked in blood.

"Da da da"

Rapid footsteps sounded in the corridor.

"Don't move!"

"Send someone, don't move!"

Zhang Jingliang appeared with his men, blocked them inside, and pointed the black point of his [-]-point gun at Shou Zaibang and his group.

(End of this chapter)