Hong Kong: When the Wind Rises Again

Chapter 152: Sooner or later it will be used, collision in Shunshui Ice Room

on the road.

The two Santanas passed quickly one behind the other and passed the oncoming police car, the sirens blaring as they headed towards the gambling stalls.

inside the car.

Wu Zhihui and Ye Jihuan were sitting in the back seat.

"Brother Huan."

Wu Zhihui handed the canvas bag containing the money to Ye Jihuan: "Here, this is the money just now."

"Humph."

Ye Jihuan snorted coldly, held the AK in hand and skillfully pulled out the bullets, removed the magazine and put it back into the canvas bag, then pulled out the Big Black Star and pointed the gun directly at Wu Zhihui:
"Tell me, what's your name?!"

"I?"

Wu Zhihui was stunned when he heard this and looked at Ye Jihuan.

"Stop pretending."

Ye Jihuan curled his lips and said, "Don't think that I, Ye Jihuan, am a fool. You don't even call me "chaobao". Who is so arrogant in a casino when you open your mouth to ask for money, for fear that people can't find you?"

"There must be something going on between you and the gambling stall. Are you taking advantage of me?! Who the hell would wear a bulletproof vest when going to a gambling stall?"

Ye Jihuan wasn't stupid either, he had already seen some clues.

"Hahaha, you're not bad either. Who goes to a gambling stall with explosives strapped to their body?"

Wu Zhihui laughed heartily and raised his hands to applaud: "Brother Huan is worthy of being Brother Huan. He is brave, resourceful and capable."

He didn't hide anything and nodded: "Yes, my name is not Zha Bao. My name is Wu Zhihui. I came from Hong Kong Island to deal with some matters. I originally came to the gambling stall to inquire about the situation. Who knew that I would encounter such a thing."

Originally, Wu Zhihui just wanted to come to the gambling stall to inquire about the situation. When he didn't get any results, he wanted to withdraw. Who knew that he would encounter such a thing.

Seeing that the matter was getting serious, Wu Zhihui thought that he might as well use his trick and use a strong man like Ye Jihuan to get an extra 200 million from them.

At the same time, he shouted his own slogan of "Chaobang", so that the conflict would be transferred, and maybe there would be some miraculous effect.

"Ha ha."

Ye Jihuan glanced up and down at Wu Zhihui: "I'm not interested in your affairs, but I hate others taking advantage of me."

"No no no."

Wu Zhihui shrugged innocently: "Strictly speaking, I'm not taking advantage of you, right? I'm helping you get money. At the very least, I'm helping you recover the money that the crook won from you, and I'm also helping you You found an extra 200 million, right?!"

"Do you think I, Ye Jihuan, am short of money? If I am short of money, I will get it myself. I don't need you to help me."

Ye Jihuan tightened the big black star in his hand: "So, I'm sorry, you have to die."

"yes?!"

Wu Zhihui raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and focused his eyes on the big black star in Ye Jihuan's hand: "How about we make a bet on whether there are bullets in your gun!"

talking room.

Wu Zhihui raised his hand, let go of his palm, and a particle bullet fell from his palm: "You forgot, your Big Black Star passed through my hands just now. You didn't check the gun when you got it, which is a bit unprofessional. oh."

"!"

Ye Jihuan narrowed his eyes and looked deeply at Wu Zhihui.

"If you still want to kill me, fine, I'll blow up the bomb on you and let's finish the game together?!"

Wu Zhihui raised the corner of his mouth slightly and looked at the silent Ye Jihuan with a smile: "We are not enemies, we were fighting side by side just now."

"Okay, although I lied to you, I told you that I, Wu Zhihui, like to make friends with people the most."

He raised his hand and pressed Ye Jihuan's big black star: "This is true, especially for a person as powerful as you, Ye Jihuan, you have to thank me for helping you just now."

"joke."

Ye Jihuan sneered, put the big black star on his lap, took out a cigarette and lit it. It was a Chinese cigarette: "I, Ye Jihuan, need a helper like you to do my work? I can't do anything with my brothers."

"Without you, I wouldn't have been able to get out just now?! I came out to work when I was 17 years old, and I have survived for seven years. It's nothing more than toughness."

Here, Wu Zhihui was really mistaken. Ye Jihuan looked older, but in fact he and Wu Zhihui were the same age, both in their early 20s.

"It's too small, the layout is too small."

Wu Zhihui took the Zhonghua cigarette in Ye Jihuan's hand and lit it, took a sip and commented: "Not bad, flue-cured cigarettes are more refreshing and neat to smoke."

Compared with Marlboro blended cigarettes, Wu Zhihui prefers the latter.

"Ah?"

Ye Jihuan puffed on his cigarette and glanced out the car window: "I don't like the way you talk. No one has ever dared to speak against me."

"Let's put it another way."

Wu Zhihui raised his hands and stretched: "Look, we just met a con man in a gambling stall. We shot him and killed him. The spectators brought people to block us. When we walked out, it was you Ye Jihuan. Have the ability.”

"But have you ever thought about what the gambling stalls will say afterward? They will definitely not admit that there is a crook in his place. Instead, they will say that you, Ye Jihuan, robbed their gambling stalls."

"But it's different if I open my mouth to ask them for 200 million. That means they have a guilty conscience and lost money to us. It's still defensible to say it out loud. It's just the gambling stalls, not you, Ye Jihuan, who robbed them."

"Tch, is this important?"

Ye Jihuan snorted disdainfully: "I, Ye Jihuan, never care about what others say about me when I go out to do things, and I don't need to care about what they say."

Although he said this, his tone softened a bit, and Wu Zhihui's words were not unreasonable.

"Okay, let's stop here. Thank you, Brother Huan, for sending me out."

Wu Zhihui gestured to the intersection ahead with his lips: "Just put me down at the intersection. My people have been following me for a long time."

Hearing this, Ye Jihuan noticed that two cars appeared in the rearview mirror at the same time. Just now, the two cars were following one after another alternately. They really didn't notice it.

"To make friends."

Wu Zhihui took out a business card from his pocket and stuffed it into Ye Jihuan's pocket, then stretched out his hand and paused in the air: "Perhaps, if there is a chance, we will still have a chance to meet again."

"Humph."

Ye Jihuan lowered his head and glanced at the business card in his pocket, then looked at Wu Zhihui, patted it with his palm, opened the canvas bag and took out a few thick wads of banknotes and gave it to Wu Zhihui:
"This is your share. I have a clear sense of grudges."

"Thanks, then I'm not going to be polite."

Wu Zhihui accepted it without any politeness. The car stopped at the intersection in front of him. Santana who was following behind him also stopped. Big D sat in the car and said, "Boss."

"Ah."

Wu Zhihui opened the car door and got up. He sat in the car and looked at Ye Jihuan. He smiled again and said, "Oh, by the way, Brother Huan, there is something else I want to tell you."

"Your ability to control the Big Black Star is still not strong enough. I think if you have time, you should take the time to touch the Big Black Star more. How much does a Big Black Star weigh? How much does it weigh when loaded with bullets?"

"drive!"

Big D stepped on the accelerator and Santana sped away.

Ye Jihuan sat in the car and watched the car drive out. He frowned and looked down at the big black star on his waist. He frowned and did not guess what Wu Zhihui's words meant.

suddenly.

His eyes fell on the few bullets that fell on the car seat, and he suddenly came to his senses, picked up the big black star and unloaded the magazine.

In the magazine, the bullets were full of bullets stuck in the magazine, and they were yellow, as if they were hitting him in the face.

Wu Zhihui did not unload his bullets at all. He was deceived by him. He thought he was first-class, but he was not sure whether the Big Black Star felt loaded or unloaded.

At this time, what Wu Zhihui said just now was a bit ironic.

"Street basher!"

Ye Jihuan pushed the magazine back, and reached into his pocket in frustration, but found nothing. Wu Zhihui had stolen his Zhonghua cigarettes at some point, and he laughed angrily: "Wu Zhihui, this guy who jumped on the street, interesting."

He reached out and took out the business card Wu Zhihui had put in his pocket. The business card was very simple, with only the three characters Wu Zhihui and a number written on it.

After memorizing the number, I stretched my hand out the window, and the business card flew in the wind and fell into the grass.

In the Santana car.

"Come on, come on, smoke and smoke."

Wu Zhihui took off his bulletproof vest and put it on his lap. He took the Chinese cigarettes he received from Ye Jihuan and handed them to Big D and Ma Zai: "Free cigarettes. If you don't smoke, you won't smoke."

One thing to say, this bulletproof vest is really heavy to wear, but after taking it off, I feel a lot lighter.

"Boss."

Big D held a cigarette in his mouth and glanced at Wu Zhihui in the rearview mirror: "What happened at the gambling stall just now? Why were there gunshots?"

"I met a tough guy."

Wu Zhihui smiled and shook his head. He described the matter concisely and concisely: "I didn't expect that there would be an unexpected gain in the gambling stall today. This Ye Jihuan really helped us."

"Hahaha"

Big D laughed loudly and puffed out a puff of smoke: "If that's the case, if the gambling stall really comes after you, then you shouldn't go to Hong Kong Island to find the guy who went to the streets to seek revenge."

"The idea of ​​reporting someone's name is really destructive."

He gave Wu Zhihui a thumbs up and showed a worried look: "It's just that Ye Jihuan and his gang are acting so arrogant and wild, so go with them..."

"Ha ha."

Wu Zhihui waved his hand casually: "Sooner or later, this kind of worry will be useful. It may be of great use when the time is right. I know it."

People like Ye Jihuan do everything for money, and they do whatever they want for money, which is very suitable for making knives.

late at night.

Shunshui Ice Room.

The old demon was sitting on the sofa, frowning at the audience standing in front of him, the cigarette between his fingers emitting light blue smoke.

He is a bit older, in his 40s, and on the thin side. The most dazzling thing is his hair, which is glossy with hairspray and fluttered back.

He went to the barber shop to have his hair highlighted, and the two strokes of hair in the middle and next to his left ear were dyed white, showing a personality that did not match his age.

The atmosphere in the room was very depressing and no one dared to speak.

"Hem home shovel!"

The old demon raised his hand and slapped the table, and roared at the audience: "No one has ever dared to cause trouble in my gambling stall. How did you do it?"

"Damn it, do you know how much I'm going to lose from something like this? I usually spend a lot of money just to support you losers, right?!"

Guns rang out at the gambling stalls, and the police officer arrived shortly after. Even though the old demon had Portuguese connections with the police officer, he had to temporarily stop his activities and avoid the limelight.

"I'm sorry, Brother Yao."

The spectators lowered their heads and did not dare to look up at the old demon: "There is nothing we can do about it. This fierce man appeared out of nowhere. His name is Ye Jihuan."

When he got to the point, he began to describe it in a flurry of saliva, shirking his responsibility as much as possible: "Ye Jihuan, a big-time gangster, actually had a bomb strapped to him when he went out."

The old monster cursed angrily: "Then blow up the bomb on him and kill him!"

Of course, these are just angry words. Let's not talk about whether he dares to die with him. If the gambling stall really explodes, his losses will be huge.

"Originally he was going to leave, but there was an arrogant guy named Jia Bao from Hong Kong Island next to him. He must have been a scammer from our gambling shop, so he blackmailed another two hundred of us."

"Fuck? You sent two hundred of them away?" The old demon's eyes widened when he heard this, and he wished he could kill him with his eyes.

"There's no way."

The spectator noticed the old demon's eyes and said with twinkling eyes: "Ye Jihuan then took out another AK, and there is his younger brother at the door. If there is a fight, all our people will definitely be inside."

"What? AK?!"

"Um"

The audience looked at the old demon's expression and lowered his head. Like the old demon, this was the first time for him to see a fierce man holding an AK.

The old demon's brows furrowed together: "What's the origin of these panic-stricken people? Damn it, it's a bomb and an AK."

The news about the accident at the gambling stall has spread in the circle, and several gambling stall owners have called to mock me because they are laughing at themselves.

"I'm very dissatisfied with this matter!"

The old demon looked at the scene with a cold face: "You must come up with a plan for this matter, otherwise I will replace it. You can do it as you like."

"Find that one and explode!"

Seeing the opportunity, he insisted on finding this person: "Expose this Yan family shovel who said that he is so powerful in Hong Kong Island. Let's go find him. Damn it, he will take three times as much as he wants and return it." ."

There must be an explanation for the gambling stalls.

If the old demon has no follow-up reaction at all, then his gambling stall will have to have trouble every three days, and his colleagues may have to arrange for someone to come over and have fun.

"Fix him!"

The old demon gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice: "I don't care how good he is in Hong Kong Island, he must be responsible for this matter."

"Ok."

The audience nodded in response. He couldn't deal with the big guy himself, but he was not afraid of people like Kao Bao: "I will make arrangements now. I will arrange for people to go to Hong Kong Island to find him now."

"I want to see how capable he is!" The old demon agreed happily.

At this moment.

Ma Zai stood up and looked at the old demon with some worry: "Brother Yao, there is one more thing. Ren Qingtian's Ma Zai Wu Zhihui is coming to Hong Kong Island soon, and he plans to arrive today."

"Should we call there and inquire about the situation to see what the method of discovery is?"

"Then if Wu Zhihui comes, we will have to deal with Zha Bao and Wu Zhihui again."

"Trash!"

The old demon slapped Ma Zai directly on the face. The more he looked at him, the more unhappy he became, so he kicked him out: "Do you have any fucking brains? Come on, tell me where this is?!"

Ma Zai got up shivering and covered his face: "Hao Haojiang"

"You trash, you know this is Haojiang. This is my territory. So what if the Ma Zai from Chaozitian comes?"

The old demon glared and scolded: "This is my territory, how can Chaozhitian's Ma Zai shake things up?! If he has the ability, Chaozhitian will call [-] people to come to Haojiang and beat me."

He waved his hand impatiently: "Whose horse boy is this? Get him out and don't show up in front of me again. It's so damn unlucky."

"You're also asking about Chu Bao's situation. Why, if Chu Bao is a bad guy on Hong Kong Island, can't my old demon settle the score with him?"

He spoke firmly and pointed his fingers hard in the air: "I don't pay attention to Ren Qingtian now, and I don't pay attention to this or anything."

"Yes Yes Yes."

All the horse boys agreed.

"Arrange someone to contact Ma Zai from Aozitian. The man named Heihui will come to pick him up."

The corner of the old demon's mouth raised with a sneer, and he said to his confidant Lao Liu: "Lao Liu, go and get all the guys out and get ready. In addition, get a camera. I want to record it completely. ." "This time, I want to take advantage of Chao Zitian's face so that he will not be able to survive in Hong Kong Island from now on, and will lose all face!"

"Hahaha"

The hall was filled with the old demon's proud laughter.

after one day.

"Tonight at eight o'clock, Shunshui Ice Room!"

Lao Liu took a horse boy to find Wu Zhihui and Big D who were having dinner in the restaurant: "Bring the money and arrive on time. If you are a minute late, don't blame your sister-in-law for not being able to see you by then!"

Speaking of it.

He looked at Wu Zhihui, who was concentrating on eating without looking at him, and slapped his hand on the table: "Hey, I'm talking to you, do you hear me?"

"You are fucking courting death!"

Big D stood up directly, pointed at Lao Liu and cursed: "If you slam the table in front of my boss, your hands will be chopped off."

"you dare?!"

Lao Liu's tone was stern, and he didn't look at Big D seriously at all. In Haojiang, they are nothing like those from Hong Kong Island.

"Hey, big D boy."

Wu Zhihui stretched out his hand to signal Big D to stop talking, and looked at Old Sixth with a smile: "Okay, I understand."

"Go back and tell the old demon that all the money and everything have been prepared, and a lot of money will be given to him. Sister-in-law can't have any problems."

"Humph."

Lao Liu snorted coldly and took another look at Wu Zhihui's appearance: "Pretty boy." Then he dropped the news and left with Ma Zai in a swagger.

"Damn, he looks like he's on the street."

Big D looked at Lao Liu's leaving figure and spat on the ground: "If my sister-in-law hadn't been in their hands, I would have killed him right now."

"Well, I agree."

Wu Zhihui put down his chopsticks, casually pulled a tissue aside to wipe the corners of his mouth, and glanced at Lao Liu who was going out: "I don't like the way this Yan family shovel talks to me. I'm extremely dissatisfied."

"Big D, remember what he looks like. Tonight, cut off his hand and slap the table with me. Damn it."

"Ah."

Big D was convinced: "Don't worry, boss, I've memorized his appearance, he can't run away." Then he took out his phone and called.

Now Big D has begun to mature in his work. After knowing the location of the evening, Wu Zhihui did not need to tell him, he started to take the phone to give instructions and let people go and feel the location and situation of the Shunshui Ice Room.

The two of them paid the bill and went out. There was a lot of traffic on the road, and they walked down the road.

"Big D."

Wu Zhihui looked at the city full of Western-style buildings in front of him: "Which one do you think is better, Xiangjiang or Haojiang?"

"I think it's all good."

Big D smiled and shook his head: "In this city where every inch of land is precious, as long as they can survive, they are all capable people."

The two of them walked straight along the street, just to finish eating.

The two of them each bought a cup of frozen milk tea at a roadside ice house, and walked leisurely. The two of them, who were about the same height, blended in perfectly with the crowd as they walked on the road.

But Big D had a bad idea and whistled at the passing Ocean Horse, causing the Ocean Horse to roll his eyes and walk away quickly.

"Hahaha"

Big D laughed heartily: "Boss, look at that big Yangma. Her front and back are curved. She just has a bad personality. I feel like she wants to kill me."

"Street boy."

Wu Zhihui laughed and cursed angrily: "Whistle on the street and you'll offend people and get flattered, don't just sit back and do nothing."

The two were talking and laughing. They didn't seem to be here to do anything, but more like they were here to travel and take a walk.

The two of them found a clean bench on the side of the road and sat down to rest.

"Wow, boss, look at that beautiful girl in denim shorts. Her legs are so straight and thin."

"This one is pretty good too. This one is pretty good too. The front is curved and the back is curved. She has a really good figure."

Big D looks like a primary school student, and he comments happily. People who don’t know him think he is very salty, but in fact, Big D is quite dedicated, and he doesn’t play around with women when he has a wife.

after an hour.

Aji took a taxi and met two people who were sitting on a bench on the roadside, drinking milk tea and looking at the long-legged people passing by.

"Brother Hui."

After meeting, Ah Ji went straight to the topic, took out a piece of A4 paper from his pocket, opened it and handed it to Wu Zhihui: "This is Shunshui Ice Room."

The location of Shunshui Ice House has been drawn on the drawing. The whole picture is dominated by Shunshui Ice House, with the street route drawn outside.

One thing to say, the drawings are quite good and can be understood at a glance, just like detailed decoration construction drawings.

"Wow, not bad."

Big D can also understand the drawings at a glance: "Aji Zai, can't you tell, you still have this ability, you are so meticulous in your drawings, you draw very well."

"Draw whatever you want."

Aji waved his hand reservedly, and then continued: "I took my brothers to see the Shunshui Ice Room."

He pointed at the drawing and started talking: "The ice room is right on the street. We went inside to see it. It's a regular ice room design."

"Although the street doesn't have much traffic, the location is pretty good. It's at a T-intersection and the traffic is very convenient. You can run in three directions after getting in the car, making it easy to retreat."

"The ice room should have only been open for a while. Several shops nearby have been surrounded and closed. It should be difficult to hide people."

To do something, of course you need to have enough knowledge of the surrounding terrain.

"Um"

Wu Zhihui took out a cigarette and lit it. He quickly scanned the map with his eyes, thinking rapidly in his mind.

The terrain map is already in front of you, and you only have eleven people in your hand. How can you use these limited people to maximize your advantage?
Wu Zhihui raised his eyebrows and looked at Ah Ji: "Does this ice room have upper and lower floors?"

"Only one floor."

Aji said with certainty: "I've seen it. It's just one floor above the other. It's the facade below the commercial building and is not connected to the one upstairs."

"it is good."

Wu Zhihui had an idea, and after making up his mind, he began to give instructions: "Aji Zai, go find Shouting Shi now and ask him to prepare a big dump truck for us. It needs to be big, bigger than the door."

"Why do you need such a big dump truck?" Aji looked at Wu Zhihui's gestures and was a little confused.

"We are not familiar with this place, so we don't know if the old demon has any back-up plans."

Wu Zhihui explained: "What if there is an ambush outside and they surround us after we are exposed?"

"It's much easier to do it if you have a dump truck. The truck is pushed up to the entrance of the store, and the inside and outside are completely isolated. Even if someone is ambushed outside, they can't get in. Just stay stuck."

"We have to leave then. If someone blocks the road with a car, let them see the power of a dump truck! All Chuangfei!"

"exactly."

Big D nodded his head in agreement, "Yes, why did I forget about the dump truck? I always thought it could only be used to injure people, hahaha."

"Go do something."

After Wu Zhihui explained the details to the two of them, they split up and started working according to Wu Zhihui's instructions.

···
eight pm.

At the entrance of Shunshui Ice Room.

Lao Liu was already waiting at the door with Ma Zai.

Wu Zhihui got out of the taxi carrying the canvas bag and looked around. It was exactly what Aji described.

Looking at Shunshui Ice Room, the signboard outside was on, the street was quiet, and not a single pedestrian was seen.

When Lao Liu saw Wu Zhihui, he shouted: "Street boy, what are you looking at? It's over here."

Wu Zhihui glanced at Lao Liu, stepped forward, and followed them into the ice room.

As soon as they entered the house, Lao Liu signaled Wu Zhihui to stretch out his hand and started to search him. Ma Zai raised his hand and hooked the rolling shutter door down. The rolling shutter door made a clattering sound to separate him from the outside world.

Rolling shutter doors are relatively common in coastal cities, and many merchants have rolling shutter doors installed at their entrances.

hall.

The middle of the ice room.

Sister-in-law A Mei was sitting on the sofa, and Lao Yao was sitting next to her, holding a cigarette in one hand, crossing his legs and looking sideways at Wu Zhihui who walked in. The two bunches of white hair on his head were very conspicuous.

"Ahui!"

When Ah Mei saw Wu Zhihui coming in, she was about to stand up from her seat in excitement, but Ma Zai pushed her back. She looked at Wu Zhihui pitifully: "Ah Hui."

"Sister-in-law, I'm here, don't be afraid."

Wu Zhihui comforted A Mei and dropped the canvas bag he was carrying on the ground: "I brought the money, 400 million, every penny is here."

"Ah."

The old demon looked Wu Zhihui up and down: "After doing this for a long time, the dwarf is greedy for life and afraid of death, so he found such a pretty boy to be his scapegoat?"

He reached out and put his hand on A Mei's shoulder: "Tsk, tsk, I don't want you anymore, how about you think about it and follow me from today on, and I will treat you well, how about that?"

"Hahaha"

"Yes, yes, follow Brother Yao. I guarantee that you will be comfortable. You will feel like you are in heaven."

The surrounding horses suddenly burst into laughter.

"Well, no, no, I don't want Chaozitian's woman anymore. If I touch you, I'm afraid he will kill me."

The old demon curled his lips and shook his head. He stretched out his hand to lift A Mei's chin. A Mei resisted and dodged away. He grabbed A Mei's chin and forced her face to face: "That's good. You'd better go to the boneyard."

"Just do body massages for customers. With your looks, it's easy to make money. When the time comes, I'll ask my little brother to support you and make sure your business is great."

"Hahaha"

The crowd laughed again. When it comes to complimenting, they are still very good at it.

"okay."

Wu Zhihui looked at the old demon: "I brought you the money I owe you. Everyone's accounts have been cleared. Can I take them away?"

"It's a joke, if I just give you money and let you take people away, why don't you dare to come here, but let you come and die?"

The old demon turned to look at Wu Zhihui and looked him up and down: "What is your name, Hui?"

"Wu Zhihui!"

"Okay, Wu Zhihui, right?"

The old demon rubbed his chin with his fingers: "I heard that there is a young boy carrying the flag under the hands of the dwarf, could it be you?"

Wu Zhihui looked at him without saying a word, focusing on the quartz clock hanging on the wall. Two minutes had passed now.

The agreement was that if he didn't come out within 8 minutes, Big D and the others waiting outside would rush in.

"It's just you, you can't do it. For a character like you, here, my old demon, you are not even qualified to carry my shoes. What qualifications do you have to take her away?"

The old demon shook his head and turned to look at A Mei beside him: "I suddenly thought of a very good idea. They say you are beautiful and have a good figure. Why don't you let the brothers open their eyes?"

"Old demon, what do you want to do?!"

Wu Zhihui looked at the old demon: "The accounts have been cleared, and there is no reason why we won't be allowed to leave."

"Did I say I wouldn't let you leave? No, you can leave."

The old demon didn't take it seriously, and said in a playful tone, "It's just that, Chao Zitian and I had an affair a long time ago, and I feel very unhappy to let you leave like this."

"Look at how pretty she is. With this face and figure, there is no reason for her to be monopolized by Chao Zhitian. Tsk tsk. Even I am a little tempted, but when I go out to hang out, the most important thing I care about is reputation. I must not be "obscene" The wife laughed, "I can't do that kind of thing."

The old demon stood up, came to Wu Zhihui, and looked at him with a joking face: "How about this, you go over and fuck her, open our eyes, and I'll let you go, how about that?"

Of course.

This is just the old demon's teasing words, the camera has already been prepared.

When he got what he wanted, Wu Zhihui was buried here as he had already agreed with Da Sang.

When the time comes, take these things to Hong Kong Island and print them on any magazine, and the results will be everywhere. The old demon feels relieved just thinking about it now.

The most proud Ma Zai of Chaizi Tian had an affair with his wife, and it was publicized all over the world through these magazines. No matter how awesome he was, Dao Zitian had no shame in continuing to hang out on the street. He was so embarrassed.

Hahaha.
"Old demon."

Wu Zhihui looked at the old demon coldly and took a step forward: "You don't need to go to this level when you come out to fool around. You can kill people with just a nod. It's very difficult for me to deal with you making things difficult for me."

As soon as he left, Ma Zai immediately took out the big black star from his waist and pointed two guns at Wu Zhihui.

"Difficult? Then don't do it!"

The old demon waved his hand, directly interrupted Wu Zhihui's words, and directed to Ma Zai: "Since he doesn't want to and he can't do it, that's just right. Brothers, let's get comfortable together and help him reluctantly."

"Come on, everyone, line up for me and come one by one!"

"Hahaha"

"Thank you, sir."

The horses surrounded A Mei one by one.

"Ahui!"

Ah Mei looked at the crowd of horses coming up with disgust, and shouted to Wu Zhihui for help: "Help me!"

Wu Zhihui looked at the watch on his hand and saw that there were still 3 minutes left before the agreed time.

He moved his wrist, and the fish scraper wrapped in a wet tissue in his sleeve was held firmly by the leather watch strap.

"stop!"

Wu Zhihui looked at the Ma Zai who were surrounding him and scolded: "Okay, I'll do it!"

"That's right."

The old demon chuckled and gave Ma Zai a look. Ma Zai lowered his gun and began to swing the camera on the side.

The old demon turned his head and motioned for Wu Zhihui to come up and perform.

(End of this chapter)