1990Rage Flag Soldier

Chapter 108: I burned the company
That night.

Wan Chai Road, Central.

Da Le Film Company.

"boom!"

Li Yongbin, Deng Shaoze and others rushed to the film company's address, smashed the glass door with iron rods, and broke into the company unscrupulously. They saw cabinets, refrigerators, and cameras all smashed.

"Pick the expensive ones and smash them."

"TMD, if you dare to offend Zhang Sheng, let them eat and poop!"

Li Yongbin picked up a chair on the ground, threw his hands and flew towards the glass door with the door number of the boss's office.

"boom!"

Glass smashed all over the floor.

Li Yongbin said with satisfaction: "Lese, touch our client, now you should know how painful it is to hit someone with your fist."

"Pour oil on it."

Several boys opened the prepared diesel and poured it over the inside and outside of the office.

Li Yongbin was the last one to leave the building. Before leaving, he flicked the cigarette butt in his hand, put his hands in his pockets and went to the phone booth downstairs. He dialed the fire alarm number and said, "Sir, it's a good sign."

"The studios are on fire."

Meanwhile, in Sheung Wan, Po Fung Homes.

Wang Yu was making hot pot with some brothers at home. The video of "Wind, Rain and Meteor" was playing on the TV, and there was a fight scene in the picture.

A tough-looking bald man with tattoos on his neck ate beef and said, "Brother Yu is so handsome with his boxing and kicking skills."

"That's right, Brother Yu used to be more famous than Li Xiaolong. Without Brother Yu's support, Li Xiaolong and Cheng Shilong would all have to do acrobatics on the street." Another horse boy flattered him exaggeratedly.

In addition to dishes, cigarettes, and ashtrays, there were several Black Star pistols on the round table.

Wang Yu smiled and said: "It's over. How many viewers in Hong Kong still remember me?"

This drama is considered his pinnacle, and his supporting villain role is Jackie Chan.

The brothers boasted, "What's the point of being an actor? I can be a director, producer, and open a film company like Brother Yu."

"Which one is not as majestic as martial arts?"

The members of the Bamboo Union Gang present all nodded: "Brother Yu is still the leader of the White Eagle Hall. He has hundreds of brothers under his command. Even Xiang Qiang has to respect you. Those little stars in the movie industry are nothing."

"Different."

Wang Yu had a smile on his face and said: "At least you don't have to worry about being slapped as an artist, right?"

"Yes."

One brother smiled and nodded, and then said: "But he is afraid that others will point a gun at him. Hahaha, the big star will just bow his head obediently without even pulling the trigger."

"Brother Yu, are there any newly famous girls in Hong Kong?"

"Invite the two of you to drink together."

When Wang Yu saw the brothers winking, he thought: "OK, I'll make arrangements for you tomorrow, just a few female celebrities, so that everyone can enjoy themselves."

He has done this kind of work a lot. Regardless of whether he is willing or not, any female celebrity who is too embarrassed to flatter his seniors will not be able to escape when they enter the KTV private room.

Of course, he wouldn't just call popular actresses from big companies. He would usually choose second- and third-tier stars who have no support and are lukewarm.

"Thank you, brother."

The brothers toasted and clinked glasses, and the atmosphere was lively.

"Hong Kong Island is a little different from Taiwan Island. In Taiwan, any actress can play, whether she wants it or not. When you first arrive, you should consider the boss behind it." Wang Yu thought about it and glanced at the clock on the wall. He frowned and said, "No one answered your phone calls so late?"

"Oh shit."

Wang Yu cursed loudly.

"Brother Yu, what's wrong?" the brothers asked in confusion.

Wang Yu said: "Maybe I am old and can't sell my face. I have to ask my brothers to take care of some things tomorrow. The company's new drama is very important and must be completed!"

"I know Brother Yu."

One brother shouted: "Which one to tie first?"

"It's no longer fashionable to kidnap people." Wang Yu forced a smile and said, "First invite their family to Taiwan for two days."

"Brother Yu has a trick!" His subordinates gave a thumbs up.

Ding dong.

Ding dong.

Just as the brothers were chatting heatedly, the electronic bell outside the door suddenly rang, and someone shouted at the door: "Boss, the restaurant is delivering."

"Which of you ordered delivery?"

Wang Yu was a little surprised. He looked around at his brothers, pointed at the dishes on the table and said, "Isn't this much meat enough?"

"do not know."

Several brothers shook their heads, but Ma Zai, who was eager to show off, stood up and walked towards the door. Wang Yu felt something was wrong in his heart and shouted: "Did you order delivery?"

At this time, Zhao Jianjun shouted at the door: "Director Wang, Mr. Zhang gave you takeout."

"Which Mr. Zhang?"

Wang Yu's face was red and drunk, but he was not stupid. He quickly stopped the brother who opened the door, picked up the pistol on the table, turned on the safety, pulled the barrel of the gun, and pointed it at the door.

The faces of the brothers in the room suddenly changed, and they quickly dispersed with their guns, aiming at the door.

"Clap."

Wang Yu unscrewed the door, exposing a crack in the door, put the muzzle of the gun out of the door first, hid his body outside the door, and said: "Wide seat?"

"Hello, Wang Sheng."

Zhao Jianjun was wearing a suit and a headset. He was tall and imposing. Although he did not have a gun on his waist, he was holding a box in his hands and said: "Zhang Ziwen from Riot Games, my boss is here and asked me to give it to you." Give me something as a gift."

"Zhang Ziwen?"

Wang Yuxiao sneered: "I've never heard of it. Now put your things away, hold your head and squat down!"

"Squat down!"

He shouted loudly: "Otherwise I will kill you with one shot."

Zhao Jianjun was still unmoved: "Wang Sheng, calm down."

"Fuck your mother!"

Wang Yu cursed loudly, with murderous intent rising in his heart and planning to shoot, but Zhao Jianjun suddenly said: "Help Wang Sheng calm down."

"boom!"

On the rooftop opposite, a loud gunshot sounded.

A Type 56 semi-automatic rifle fired a bullet, which accurately passed through the window and hit a gunman in the living room.

The gunman fell in a pool of blood. The remaining people were immediately frightened and hurriedly found a place to hide. They shouted: "Sniper, there is a sniper!"

Wang Yu was even more frightened. When he was about to find a place to hide, the door was kicked open by Zhao Jianjun.

Bang.

Then, Zhao Jianjun threw the box in his hand at Wang Yu. A pack of TNT fell out of the box, the timer flashed, and an invitation fell to the ground.

An action team member wearing a bulletproof vest and holding a 56 rifle rushed into the room immediately. They were about to raise their guns and shoot, but found that the boys in the room could not fire a single shot, and they all lay on the ground and raised their hands in surrender.

Ding ding ding.

The room phone rang.

When Zhao Jianjun answered the phone, he heard the person on the other side shout: "Director Wang, the company has been burned down."

"I know."

Zhao Jianjun sat on the chair and said, "I burned it."

When he put the phone back, Wang Yu had been tied up with a rope by his brothers and kept wailing: "Who are you? I have no enmity with you. Is there anything we can't talk about!"

Zhao Jianjun picked up the invitation on the ground, squatted down and slapped Wang Yu on the cheek: "Old Wan San, please accept the invitation obediently, and you can go to the teahouse to have a good talk with my boss tomorrow."

"You have to point a gun at me. It's so cool to have a gun. Go ahead!"

Zhao Jianjun slapped him down: "You bastard, I have a big enemy with you!"

(End of this chapter)