1990Rage Flag Soldier

Chapter 25: Sweep him old wood
"The recoil of the AK is huge. You don't have to hold it, you have to hold it down, steady your horse, and sweep away his old wood!"

"Brother Huan."

"You know."

Zhang Ziwen let go of the rifle's magazine, and the magazine fell to the ground. Then he hit a full magazine on the gun body, holding the trigger with his right hand and holding down the gun body with his left hand.

In Ye Jihuan's horrified eyes, he suddenly roared: "Director Zheng asked me to greet you for him, okay?"

Da da da!
Da da da!
Zhang Ziwen, Zhao Jianjun, Wang Jinjin, and Zhou Minghua stood in a row, pulled the triggers fiercely, and fired at the vehicles on the ground.

The gun body trembled wildly.

The gunshots were like thunder and the bullets were like raindrops.

Bullet casings fell all over the ground, gang members, vehicles, and the ground was full of bullet holes.

"Click."

Li Daxi took out the camera he had prepared and took a photo of the holes all over his body. He grabbed the camera and nodded: "Boss, it's done!"

"knock off!"

Zhang Ziwen lowered his gun, the irritation on his face lessened a lot, and turned to look at Deng Weiguo in the taxi: "Save people."

"receive."

Zhao Jianjun and Wang Jinjin had already stepped forward and smashed the front windshield completely with the tip of a gun. They then used their hands and feet to drag the man out, and together they helped him back toward the basement.

The group of people got back in the car, and the two cars immediately turned around, blaring their horns all the way, and rushed to the basement exit to exit the hotel basement.

Zhang Ziwen sat in the car and said: "Uncle, contact the nearest private clinic and send the champion to the hospital for treatment first."

"Okay, I know there is a famous Western doctor in Haojiang."

Zhou Minghua took out his mobile phone, pulled out the phone, and confirmed the location with the doctor.

Beep, beep.

Sirens were blaring all around the Lisboa Hotel, and four police cars and two armed vehicles were approaching at high speed.

Zhang Ziwen also said: "I'll call Director Zheng."

There was a shooting at the largest casino in Haojiang.

The forces of all parties are tense and their influence is huge, so they must manage their relations well.

The call was quickly answered by Zheng Yutong's secretary, who reported the name of Riot Games and transferred it to Director Zheng. When Director Zheng learned that Ye Jihuan had been killed, his tone was filled with surprise: "So soon?"

"When the fist is withdrawn, it is slow, and when it is punched out, it is fast."

Zhang Ziwen said with a smile: "When Riot Games does things, it must satisfy the big boss."

"hehe."

Zheng Yutong, wearing a designer suit, took a deep breath from his cigar, exhaled thick white mist and said, "Don't worry, I will say hello to Haojiang and I will let you leave safely."

"A boat will pick you up at Haojiang Pier in the evening."

"Thank you, Director Zheng." Zhang Ziwen quickly thanked him.

"Small things."

Zheng Yutong had an understatement, hung up the phone, and nodded with satisfaction: "Young boy, he's quite sharp."

"Boss, what did Director Zheng say?"

Li Daxi drove the car, his eyes frequently glancing at Deng Weiguo who was bleeding in the back seat, his tone slightly uneasy.

"I have reported the license plates of the two cars to Director Zheng. Neither the Haojiang police nor the Jianghu Association will make things difficult for us. Director Zheng will also personally call Mr. He at the Lisboa Hotel." Zhang Ziwen said. "Okay. Get ready to go back to Hong Kong Island to collect the check." Li Daxi, Wang Jinjin, and Zhao Jianjun all looked happy.

This time, Director Zheng is actually very powerful and easy to talk to. Otherwise, the employer would not have the responsibility to come forward for the security company. However, considering that fists can do things quickly and fiercely, with Boss Zheng’s power, it is easy to come forward and say a few words.

Because Boss Zheng was a predator in the world from the beginning, with hundreds of subordinates. He was known as "Shark Daring Zheng" in the world. He had no personal identity, but he was one of the big bosses with the prefix Heji.

He is a fierce man in the world, and all the people sitting in front of him in the club are juniors. Ordinary clerks don't even have a chance to toast.

It's easy to settle this kind of thing, and it's normal for the workers to work for him.

Zhang Ziwen had also made retreat arrangements in the past. After all, he considered defeat first and victory later. The retreat plan in the mercenary operation was more important than the attack plan.

But the incident happened suddenly and the decision was made on the spur of the moment. The responsibility for retreating originally belonged to Deng Weiguo.

As Deng Weiguo was injured during the interception, the original plan naturally went bankrupt. Fortunately, Haojiang's officialdom has always been unclear. If you spend enough money, you can walk out arrogantly even while sitting in the police station. Killing Ye Jihuan is far more practical than thinking about how to escape.

Because, with the death of Ye Jihuan, leaving Haojiang is just a question of how much money to spend, and the brothers are just a question of making more and less.
Otherwise, why would Zhou Minghua feel that he was in the same group of ghosts?
But the evil ones are most afraid of losing their lives.

He really did it for him!
Two cars drove to the private clinic openly on the city road. One of them still had several bullet holes, which were left by Ye Jihuan and others when they escaped and counterattacked.

A blond man from Guilao Hospital, wearing a mask, examined Deng Weiguo's bones with both hands. He then asked the nurse to clean the wound and take X-rays. He soon came out with the photo and said: "The patient's calf is slightly fractured, three ribs are broken, and his forehead is There is epidermal damage and there may be mild to moderate concussion.”

"The operation takes at least three hours and costs four thousand dollars."

Zhang Ziwen directly took out two rolls of Hong Kong dollars and placed them on the table: "Save people first."

Four thousand U.S. dollars is equal to 90 Hong Kong dollars based on the exchange rate in . The fees charged by private hospitals clearly indicate the killing of pigs, but the clinic has an X-ray machine, so the equipment conditions are excellent.

In addition, black clinics charge expensive fees. The price of four thousand US dollars is hard to bear.

"Save people, Henry, the rest will be credited to your account tomorrow." Zhou Minghua said.

"OK, Sir Zhou." Dr. Henry nodded lightly and signaled the nurse to put away the two rolls of Hong Kong dollars. Although the amount of 20,000 was not enough, with Zhou Minghua's credit as a guarantee, he was not worried that they would evade the bill.

"Shh!"

The doctor closed the curtain in the operating room.

Zhang Ziwen, Zhou Minghua and others breathed a sigh of relief and came to the courtyard garden to smoke. Everyone was holding a gun and said nothing. Suddenly everyone looked at each other and smiled.

It turned out that Wang Jinjin was counting on his fingers: "Ye Jihuan's head is two million, each of the four gangsters is counted as half a million, four million bonuses are credited, and 30% of the company's deduction is deducted, which is 1.2 million, leaving two million." The 800,000 yuan is divided into six parts, and each person gets more than 400,000 Hong Kong dollars, which is incredible and makes a fortune."

"There are more than 400,000 yuan per household, how should the whole family spend it?"

Although they crossed the sea to hunt for gold, they dreamed of doing something big, but after doing it, their imagination seemed to have reached its peak, and they didn't even know how to spend money.

"You don't know how to spend money? Lend me some." Zhao Jianjun crossed his arms, bumped his brother with his shoulder, and said loudly: "I plan to go back to my hometown and build some hills to raise chickens and plant trees for my grandparents. "Little bit"

"Come here, come here, why do you want 400,000 for a chicken? You don't even want a golden chicken!" Wang Jincheng quickly refused.

"I have already thought about it. Not only will I build the tallest building in the village when I go home, but I will also be the first person in the village to drive a car."

See it.

There is no one in this world who doesn’t know how to spend money.

But Zhou Minghua suddenly said: "Maybe I can not only earn 400,000, but also a lot of money."

"Ok?"

Zhang Ziwen looked at Zhou Minghua.

"There is another Chen Zhihao." Zhou Minghua smoked a cigarette and exhaled leisurely.

(End of this chapter)