Rebirth: My 80s

Chapter 807 This person is so reckless
"Grrrrrr!"

On the beautifully carved small round table, in the bright silver charcoal stove pot, the water-like soup base is rolling, exuding a rich and fresh aroma.

However, this is not pure water being poured into the stove, but all the ingredients in the carefully brewed soup base have been filtered out.

This is a luxurious suite in the Lisboa Hotel, warmly decorated and like home.

Li Jiankun and He Shen were waiting for their dinner companions. Before they finished smoking a Havana cigar, there was a knock on the door of the European-style white solid wood room.

"Here we come." He Shen stood up from the leather sofa with a smile and winked at the waitress waiting at the table. The latter hurried forward and opened the door.

A slightly bald middle-aged man in his forties walked in. Li Jiankun had seen the photo, and it was undoubtedly Zhan Peizhong. He also got up from the sofa, and when he was about to give a friendly smile, his expression was stunned and his eyes moved behind Zhan Peizhong.

He didn't come alone, he had a companion.

This man is thin, has slightly long hair, wears sunglasses with yellow lenses, an exaggerated silver suit, a floral shirt, the collar of the shirt is turned out, and a large gold chain hangs around his neck.

Chen Qingsong!
Li Jiankun thought to himself that although he had never met the other party, his intuition told him that this uninvited guest was Chen Qingsong.

He Shen waved his hand to his side, and the waitress bowed to leave. The four of them sat around the dining table and cooked the hot pot themselves. Li Jiankun and Chen Qingsong poured the whole plate of meat into the pot and devoured it as if they were at home.

Li Jiankun walked to the dining table first, and Dama Jindao sat down. He really didn't expect Chen Qingsong to follow him, but it didn't matter, let's talk openly.

He cast a questioning look at He Shen, who gave him a look back, indicating that he had not invited Chen Qingsong.

"Do you want to eat shit?"

The white jade-encrusted chopsticks in Zhan Peizhong's hand paused for a moment, his head drooped and he didn't reply.

Chen Qingsong put his hands in his pockets and looked very familiar. As he walked through the door, he looked around. After passing by He Shen, his eyes settled on Li Jiankun. "You are so young, you have extraordinary bearing, and you can even get Mr. He to treat you. If you guessed correctly, he is the one behind 'Quinlan' who is more mysterious than me in Hong Kong City."

After He Shen glanced at Li Jiankun, he looked at Chen Qingsong and laughed: "The visitor is a guest. Let's eat and chat while eating."

Just as Li Jiankun poured a plate of thinly sliced ​​beef into the pot, Chen Qingsong raised his chopsticks and asked with a smile: "Mr. Li, can I have a piece of this plate of meat?"

Anger welled up on Zhan Peizhong's face. He stared at him with wide eyes for a while, then looked away and started eating by himself.

He Shen sipped the wine and said nothing with a smile.

Li Jiankun took out a spoonful of the cooked beef with a slotted spoon and put it into Zhan Peizhong's bowl, who quickly thanked him.

He Shen stepped forward and pulled Zhan Peizhong aside. He didn't know what he said. The latter looked helpless.

"Ah Zhong, right?" Li Jiankun put down his chopsticks, leaned back, picked up the red wine glass and shook it gently, "Let me tell you something you may not like to hear: Are you tired of living?"

Li Jiankun took a long breath from his cigar and puffed out a mouthful of white mist at his face that was in need of a beating.

He paused, stared at Li Jiankun, and said word by word: "You can come up with such a bad idea. Are you filled with shit?"

"Let me tell you, when there was work on hand, Mr. He hurriedly invited Ah Zhong over. He promised me that he would not bet. Sure enough, something happened."

Li Jiankun poked Chen Qingsong in the air with the finger that was not holding the cup, and continued: "You should know better than anyone what kind of thing this is. The Hong Kong Police, the Independent Commission Against Corruption, and Interpol are all investigating him, and you are still following him around." .Is it wrong for me to say that you are tired of living?"

Li Jiankun ignored him and kept his eyes on Zhan Peizhong. Many details showed one thing: Chen Qingsong and Zhan Peizhong were not partners at all. When the two were together, Zhan Peizhong was obviously just a pony.

Chen Qingsong took a sip of wine, as if these words were praising him, shaking his head and said: "Oh, I understand, so that's what happened: Want to pry Ah Zhong away from me? Haha, I thought I was already Those who love to daydream, today they realize that each mountain is higher than the other."

Only Zhan Peizhong seemed uncomfortable. Although he has the ability to be pregnant, in terms of identity, status and wealth, he is far from these three people. I was able to make friends with He Shen purely because of his superb gambling skills and his frequent visits to Haojiang.

"Haha, you have personality, I like it." A cold light flashed across Chen Qingsong's eyes behind his yellow sunglasses.

After what he just said, Zhan Peizhong showed a helplessness.

Zhan Peizhong is by no means a fool. He may not want to leave Chen Qingsong, but he cannot.

He has something in Chen Qingsong's hands!

"Azhong, have you ever killed anyone?" Li Jiankun asked.

Zhan Peizhong raised his head in surprise, wondering if there was something wrong with this man's mind. How could he ask directly about such a thing? Besides, I ask, if I had really killed someone, could I tell you?
"No," he said.

"Then you are so afraid of him. If you don't have a murder case against you, what hurdles can't you overcome?" Li Jiankun said, "But if you continue to follow him, it's hard to say whether you will die in the future. Think about it for yourself!"

Zhan Peizhong's body trembled slightly, and the knuckles of his right hand holding the chopsticks turned white.

"Is the work done?" Chen Qingsong glanced at Li Jiankun, "Mr. Li, you are so shameless. Mr. He, have you ever seen this kind of dismantling of people in person?"

He Shen raised his hand to block the situation and said in a joking tone: "Don't drag me in, you can talk about yourselves."

Li Jiankun looked at Zhan Peizhong and when he wanted to say something more, Chen Qingsong shouted: "Shut your stupid mouth!"

He noticed that Zhan Peizhong's expression was struggling.

It's not like Zhan Peizhong never had the desire to leave him, when the Jianing Group collapsed.

He had the handle on Zhan Peizhong, but Zhan Peizhong was just a trader and had not committed any murders or arson. Those handles were not enough to kill Zhan Peizhong.

"Did I give you face?"

Wow!
Li Jiankun poured all the red wine in the glass onto Chen Qingsong's face. The latter stood up, took off his sunglasses, wiped his wet face, and was furious. Li Jiankun also stood up.

The two are at odds with each other.

However, there is a huge difference in body size.

Chen Qingsong is only about 1.7 meters tall and weighs no more than 130.

As for the bodyguards on both sides, if they could rush in, it would be because of He Shen's incompetence.

"Yes, you have the guts." Chen Qingsong suddenly laughed again, picked up the pure white towel beside the table, wiped the wine, and said, "You should be angry, but if it were me, I would be angry too.

"Is there no way to go? I specially set up a trap to pry Azhong away.

"You can't help but give me the fat I like?

"Xiao Sha, if you had lowered your attitude and asked me to let you go, we still have to talk about this matter. Now...

"I've got you figured out!"

Li Jiankun took out the big cigarette from his trouser pocket, popped out a cigarette, lit it, and sprayed a puff of cigarette on his face, "Who do you think you are? Do you really think of yourself as a person?"
"If you weren't here with Brother He, would you be qualified to eat with me?
"The 20 billion market value that Jianing built up through speculation is so sharp. Oh, by the way, Jianing is bankrupt. Do you know that I now have a net worth of 20 billion, are you trying to play with me? Are you a piece of cake? ah?
"I heard that there is a financial backer behind it. You are just their dog at best. If you want to play, let them come. You are not qualified.

"roll!"

Zhan Peizhong stared at this tall young man in shock. He has been following Chen Qingsong for some years. In his eyes, Chen Qingsong is so arrogant and domineering that he is second in Hong Kong and no one dares to claim to be first. Anyone who offended him, whether it was a justice, a government agent, or a wealthy young man, all fell into disrepute.

But he is still as tough as an egg, and the police, Independent Commission Against Corruption and Interpol are unable to do anything to him.

These are no secrets.

In this case, Zhan Peizhong actually saw a person who was more arrogant than Chen Qingsong - he didn't take Chen Qingsong as a thorn at all, and directly shouted to let the forces behind him come out to play.

This is really brave!
Even He Shen was a little stunned. He was certainly no stranger to Chen Qingsong, and frankly speaking, he didn't want to provoke him.

As for Chen Qingsong, his face is bruised and white. For many years, he has been praised by all the stars in the Hong Kong capital circle. Countless rich people fawned over him and wanted him to make a fortune. Even after Jianing went bankrupt, he was still A frequent guest at various high-class banquets and a guest of countless wealthy people.

Who dares to disrespect him?

But tonight, not only did he have wine thrown at him, but he was also called a dog...

Let me go? He thought to himself, and the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't suppress the anger that was about to erupt like a volcano.

"Xiao Sha, this is Mr. He's place. He didn't even say anything. You are not worthy of driving me away." Chen Qingsong tried to save his face.

Snapped!
Li Jiankun slapped him across the face. "Is this worthy?"

Zhan Peizhong: "!!!"

He Shen: "!!!"

Chen Qingsong held his face in his hands, his hair was messy, and he was doubting that he was alive. He screamed like he came from Jiuyou: "You dare to hit me?"

"Yes, I dare, but what?!"

Li Jiankun said, spreading his arms and rushing forward.

Bang bang bang!
What are you planning?
He still wants to kick.

Chen Qingsong's small body could not withstand his punches and kicks, and he was knocked to the ground in a few blows.

Li Jiankun felt that punching and kicking was not enough, so he picked up a powerful armchair next to the dining table.

Bang!
Bang!
After a few hard hits, Chen Qingsong's back almost touched the solid wood floor.

The mouths of Zhan Peizhong and He Shen both turned into O shapes.

Bang!
Li Jiankun kicked Chen Qingsong out, rubbing Chen Qingsong's body against the floor, and kicked him out a full length. "Do you still deserve it? Get out of here!"

Chen Qingsong struggled to get up from the ground, blood was already bleeding from the corner of his mouth. When had he ever suffered such a big loss in his life? His eyes were extremely hateful, and he walked out of the door without saying a word.

"Brother Li, you..." He Shen seemed quite speechless.

This is a dead end!

A dog that doesn't bark is the most vicious when it comes to biting people.

Li Jiankun straightened his clothes and turned around. He Shen and Zhan Peizhong were shocked to find that there was no trace of anger on his face. The smile was Hexi, as if he had strengthened his body.

Yes, Li Jiankun did it on purpose.

But it’s also really cool.

Think about it, in his previous life, the Hong Kong police and the Independent Commission Against Corruption spent seventeen years and only gave him a nominal three-year sentence with no pain. Those countless people who were harmed by Chen Qingsong could only stare. It's really nice to pick up this dog a few times.

(End of this chapter)