Hong Kong: When the Wind Rises Again
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"Big D."
Wu Zhihui got up and walked outside with his mobile phone: "Let's go, drive me somewhere."
"Ok."
Big D quickly got up with the car keys and went out first.
"Brother Hui."
Abu followed: "Going out to find arms? Do you need me to accompany you?!"
"Just go back and stay with Lisa."
Wu Zhihui shook his head and laughed: "You have wounds on your hands. If you don't let me rest like this, I'm afraid that Lisa will come to find me and accuse me."
"Ha ha."
Abu burst into laughter upon hearing this.
"but."
Wu Zhihui pondered for a moment and then said: "Well, you call Azhi and ask them if they are willing to help me. If they are willing, let them prepare something recently."
"If necessary, I will ask them to help at any time, so don't rush over here."
Wu Zhihui thought clearly. When he asked Liu Yaozu to come over and explain the matter to him in person, he had already thought up another plan to assist his colleagues: "They have returned to northern Myanmar now."
"It's just right. Ask me about Lian Haolong and his friends' connections in northern Myanmar. If necessary, let them help me."
"no problem."
Abu nodded and agreed without thinking: "Azhi and the others said that last time, thank you to the boss for helping us get rid of Zhang Jingliang and let them escape safely."
"Right now, they have nothing to do, and they don't want to help the generals collect tolls in northern Myanmar. If the bosses need it, they can help us at any time."
"That would be great."
Wu Zhihui smiled and nodded, and he and Abu parted ways at the gate. He got into the Mercedes-Benz driven by Big D, stepped on the accelerator, and the Mercedes-Benz jumped out smoothly and merged into the main road along the driveway.
"Go to Saigon Police Station."
Wu Zhihui sat in the back seat and glanced around the interior of the car: "Well, the car is well decorated."
Different from Wu Zhihui's red Mercedes-Benz, the color of Big D's Mercedes-Benz is much calmer, a decent black, but the interior of the car has many more small items.
There is an embroidered pendant of a small lion hanging on the interior rearview mirror. The aromatherapy diffuser exudes a pleasant and light orchid fragrance. The pillows and other small objects are mostly in a cute tone.
Wu Zhihui casually took one of the several small dolls placed on the seat. The dolls were neither big nor small, and had cute shapes. They were also very soft to the touch, soft and waxy:
"Yeah, very cute. After all, your daughter should be able to run around now."
"Hehe. Children like these things."
Big D laughed and touched the back of his head with his right hand: "The little guy told me the day before yesterday, why he didn't see Uncle Hui coming over for dinner, and he hadn't seen her for a long time."
"Hahaha"
Wu Zhihui took out a cigarette out of habit. Big D lowered the car window, but he still put the cigarette away: "Forget it, it's better for the little girl not to smell the smoke."
Wu Zhihui was also a long-time smoker, but sitting in Big D's car, he knew from the layout that this car was usually used for home use, so he immediately put away his cigarettes.
Just such a simple little detail made Big D feel a little emotional. If it were other big guys, who would care about you.
"Eh"
Big D let out a sigh, holding the steering wheel with both hands and controlling the car to drive smoothly: "It's very comfortable to be with the boss. This is what I admire the most about the boss. It's very easy to get along with you."
He looked at the red light in front of him, stepped on the brake pedal and slowly stopped at the zebra crossing: "Not only is he easy to get along with, but he is also very willing to give us young people a chance. Otherwise, I, the big D, won't do it either." Maybe Heiji can be found so soon.”
Big D has always been very grateful to Wu Zhihui in his heart for giving him the opportunity. He himself is not perfect in what he does, but Wu Zhihui values them enough and is willing to give them a chance. He is willing to give opportunities to grow even if he makes mistakes. This is seen from other big guys. less than.
"Ha ha."
Wu Zhihui waved his hand nonchalantly: "It's just that you have the ability. If you don't have the ability, you won't become the protagonist if the stage is given to you."
"Right now, I leave the dishes in Tsuen Wan to you to take care of. I'm very much looking forward to what you can do."
"Ah."
Big D nodded in response, looked at the countdown red light, and slowly pumped the gas: "I have also set a short-term goal for myself. I will first find some money in my hands, and then I will also build a villa to live in."
"My wife didn't live a good life with me back then, but now she's living with Brother Hui. I feel completely different. I feel like everything is possible."
"Hahaha"
Wu Zhihui looked at the high-spirited Big D and nodded with satisfaction. It was this kind of motivation he wanted.
"By the way, sir."
Big D remembered something: "I made an appointment with Mr. Shu Yilin and Mr. Shu for dinner next Tuesday. Brother Hui will have time to join us then."
"Oh?"
When Wu Zhihui heard this, he raised his eyebrows and became interested: "Not bad, big D boy. Now he is enlightened and knows how to manage relationships. When did he get so close to my uncle-in-law?"
Recently, Wu Zhihui has a lot of things on his hands. He has really lost contact with the relationship between his uncle Shu Yilin and his girlfriend Shu Han. Unexpectedly, Big D is eye-catching enough and knows how to maintain the relationship.
"Oh, isn't this necessary for work?"
Big D was beaming with excitement and was obviously very interested in talking: "Mr. Shu has a bohemian personality, so just follow his hobbies. Plus, with the relationship of Brother Hui, it's so easy to get in touch with him."
"Let me tell you, Mr. Shu is a reliable person. The first phase of the Land Real Estate project has been completed, and now the second phase has begun. We have taken over all the projects, and the money for the first phase has also been paid to us. ”
"Mr. Shu's work efficiency is extremely fast, and he makes money very quickly. Just like Brother Hui, he never takes matters into his own hands when it comes to money."
It can be seen that Big D and Shu Yilin have had a very pleasant exchange recently.
"very good."
Wu Zhihui was very satisfied with Big D's eye-catching appearance. The two of them chatted all the way to the gate of Saigon Police Station.
Big D parked the car and got out of the car and entered the police station. Not long after, Song Zijie walked out, opened the car door and sat in.
"Good evening, sir."
Wu Zhihui smiled and greeted Song Zijie: "Congratulations, Sir Song, for being promoted to the position of inspector."
"Don't make me laugh."
Song Zijie waved his hand reservedly and looked at Wu Zhihui: "Wu Sheng, you are still looking for me at such a late hour."
"Well, I need your help with something."
"I?"
Song Zijie raised his eyebrows and nodded without hesitation: "If I can help, I will definitely try my best."
Since the last Zhang Jingliang incident, Song Zijie has completely stood on a united front with Wu Zhihui, and his attitude towards Wu Zhihui has also changed greatly.
Not to mention other things, Song Zijie used to be a bit arrogant in his bones. Because of his brother Song Zihao, he didn't like these people who were related to the club.
But with what I have experienced, my whole mentality has changed. My so-called attitudes are just self-reliance.
No matter how many cases I try my best to handle, I will still be suppressed by the ghost guy and will never be promoted in my life.
It's different now. If you have the ability, Superintendent Xu is willing to support you, and your promotion has become easier. It's all a matter of course.
"Don't worry, I won't make it difficult for Sir Song."
Wu Zhihui gestured to Big D to drive, and the car left directly from the Saigon Police Station. After driving for more than 20 minutes, the Mercedes-Benz stopped in front of an auto repair shop.
Next to the auto repair shop, there is a signboard of the United Taxi Company. At this time, there are workers in the auto repair shop doing maintenance and repairs on the car.
"Boss."
A worker wearing a maintenance uniform saw the Mercedes-Benz drive in and immediately approached him: "Maintenance or repair?"
The worker was a bit older, about forty years old, and his hairline had receded and he was beginning to become bald.
After seeing Wu Zhihui and Song Zijie sitting in the car, his expression suddenly froze and he turned his head subconsciously.
Song Zijie also saw him. This person was none other than Song Zijie's brother Song Zihao. He was also stunned.
"Brother Hao!"
Wu Zhihui pushed open the car door and got out, took out a cigarette and handed one to Song Zihao. He then handed the cigarette to Song Zijie who followed him: "Sir Song, what's wrong? When he saw his eldest brother, he didn't even say hello."
He took a puff of his cigarette: "Things in the past are things in the past. People always have to look forward. You can't stand still and keep moving forward, right?"
"Big brother."
After some hesitation, Song Zijie's expression still showed a smile: "When will you come back? You didn't inform me so I could go and greet you."
"!"
When Song Zihao heard Song Zijie's words, his whole body couldn't help but tremble, and he suddenly turned his head to look at Song Zijie, his expression full of disbelief.
He never expected that Song Zijie would not be angry after seeing him. Instead, he would call him big brother.
"Aajiezai."
Song Zihao's lips twitched and his voice was slightly hoarse: "I thought you wouldn't even recognize me. I did something wrong and killed my father."
"okay."
Song Zijie raised his hand and put it on Song Zihao's arm: "Don't mention the past things anymore. No one wants to think about dad's things. Your past things are in the past. As long as you change things again, you can be a new person."
Song Zijie's character has changed a lot now. In the past, because of Song Zihao, his father was implicated and shot to death. Later, because of Song Zihao, he was still unable to be promoted in the police force.
Therefore, the two overlapped, and he had a deep resentment towards Song Zihao.
But later he discovered that the reason why he couldn't get promoted was still his own fault. He was too upright and unwilling to flatter the ghost guy.
Although he worked hard to investigate the case, the ghost guy looked down on him, so he used the reason that Song Zihao was the king of counterfeit money to excuse himself.
It's not Song Zihao's fault, it's just the excuse the ghost guy used to excuse himself.
Now, Song Zijie is not restricted by this framework, and his resentment towards Song Zihao is not so deep. Wu Zhihui is right, he has nothing to continue to obsess about. After all, he only has such a biological brother.
"Ajay!"
Song Zihao reached out and grabbed Song Zijie's hand, shook it hard, and was speechless for a long time.
"By the way, this one is."
Song Zihao lit a cigarette and looked at Wu Zhihui. Based on his years of intuition, the handsome boy in front of him must have played a certain role in guiding Song Zijie.
"Wu Zhihui."
Wu Zhihui briefly introduced himself, then looked at the office inside the auto repair shop: "I came here today to have a chat with your manager, Uncle Jian."
"Brother Hao, do you mind making an introduction?"
"This"
Song Zihao hesitated for a moment.
He drove a Mercedes-Benz at such a young age and even had a driver. Looking at Wu Zhihui, he was probably from the club.
"I'm here to help Uncle Jian solve his trouble."
Wu Zhihui showed a kind smile: "Brother Hao, since I'm here to help you call Sir Song today, please help me and say something, and we can talk among ourselves."
"alright."
Song Zihao thought for a while, then nodded in agreement, turned around and went inside, and soon waved to them, indicating that they should go in.
in the office.
A middle-aged man was sitting at his desk, holding a stack of documents in his hand and checking them, with an ashtray in front of him.
"Uncle Jian!"
Wu Zhihui shouted familiarly, took out a cigarette and handed it to Uncle Jian: "I am Wu Zhihui, brother Hao's friend. I came to see Uncle Jian today because I hope Uncle Jian can do me a favor."
"Oh? Repairing the car."
Uncle Jian took a puff from his cigarette and pulled the ashtray in front of him: "Of course, no problem. This is where I repair cars. Since you are a friend of Ah Hao's brother, I will arrange for the best technician to give you a repair." fold."
"I didn't come here today to fix the car."
Wu Zhihui grinned, pulled out a stool and sat down in front of Uncle Jian: "I came here today to ask Uncle Jian to help me. In fact, I also helped Uncle Jian solve his troubles."
"Oh?"
Uncle Jian raised his eyebrows when he heard this, chuckled and said nothing.
"Is such that."
Wu Zhihui got straight to the point and got straight to the point: "I have a very good personal relationship with Sir Song. Recently, I ran into a little trouble. I needed a batch of arms. It was urgently needed and I would definitely not be able to get it done temporarily, so I thought of asking Uncle Jian."
As soon as Wu Zhihui's words came out, Song Zijie and Song Zihao were stunned. They didn't expect that Wu Zhihui came to Uncle Jian to ask for arms.
But where did Uncle Jian get the weapons?
Especially Song Zijie's eyelids twitched.
at this time.
Song Zijie's mind was very active.
Hit the street.
Please, I'm a messenger, okay?
You, Wu Zhihui, are just looking for arms. Why did you call me? !Now I hear it all, do I care or not?Can you give me some face?
"Wu Sheng."
Uncle Jian blew out the smoke and chuckled: "Look carefully, this is an auto repair shop, a joint taxi company. The one who drives the taxi is not a military factory. If you are looking for ammunition, you may have come to the wrong place."
"No, no, I'm sure I didn't come by mistake."
Wu Zhihui shook his head with great determination: "Uncle Jian is a very low-key person. Many people don't know about him, but I still know him to some extent."
"I know that in Uncle Jian's early years, you helped your brother make a batch of grenades. Later, you were implicated and dragged into it. After you came out, you reformed and opened the United Taxi Company."
"I also know that Uncle Jian is a man of good will and loyalty. He knows that it is difficult for people who have been in prison to find jobs, so he is willing to take in those brothers who have been in prison and are willing to reform."
"That's what Brother Hao is like. Uncle Jian is very loyal, otherwise he wouldn't take Brother Hao in and help him arrange a job, right?"
Long ago.
After using Ye Jihuan twice in a row, Wu Zhihui had an idea in his mind. It was a bit troublesome to call people temporarily, and it was really unsafe to carry weapons around.
It would be great if we could find someone who could make arms. At this time, Song Zijie's appearance gave Wu Zhihui an idea.
As a time traveler, movies are movies, and reality cannot match the movies, so he spent some time and asked Changmao to pay attention, and by following the clues, he learned about Uncle Jian's information.
No matter what you do, if you can master the core technology, you can dominate.
"Hahaha"
Upon hearing this, Uncle Jian shook his head again and laughed: "Wu Sheng, you seem to be very good at talking at such a young age, and your eloquence is very good."
"But even though you praise me and praise me very highly, I still have to say that this is an auto repair shop, not a military factory. Your information must be wrong. It's wrong. It's not me at all."
"I know, I came here today very abruptly."
Wu Zhihui was not in a hurry, took a puff of his cigarette, looked around the auto repair shop, and then returned to Uncle Jian: "We are not familiar with each other, so you should change your mind and be a good person, and you don't want to mention the past things again. "
"I told you, I'm here today to help you solve your trouble. If my information is correct, Uncle Jian is a man of loyalty, but many things also come with a cost."
"For example, your United Taxi Company, you use your brothers, but people outside have opinions about them. Passengers complain about trivial things, such as the age of the taxi, etc. It will be eliminated after a long time.”
"In addition, the auto repair shop met a rich boss a while ago. He asked you to repair the car and he blackmailed you by finding faults with the car. As a result, you are almost running into problems now."
"As for me, I am going to invest a sum of money to Uncle Jian, and by the way, I will help you replace all the company's taxis with new ones, so as to make a perfect transition from this difficult time. What do you think of Uncle Jian?"
"!"
Uncle Jian narrowed his eyes when he heard this, and just took a deep breath of the cigarette.
Unexpectedly, Wu Zhihui was really well prepared this time and investigated his information in detail.
"Of course, if Uncle Jian really doesn't want to, I won't force him."
Wu Zhihui looked at Uncle Jian who didn't answer, and continued: "Because the incident happened suddenly, my arrival today was indeed very abrupt. That's why I called Sir Song. I have a good personal relationship with him. I thought Let’s use Brother Hao’s relationship to help.”
He said in a relaxed tone: "However, what I, Wu Zhihui, value most is a loyal person like Uncle Jian. If Uncle Jian is not willing to help me today, I will still honor what I just said."
"Nothing else. Anyway, I just have some spare money in my hand. I just want to make friends with Uncle Jian, and I can also help Uncle Jian's friends."
Wu Zhihui's words caught all three people at the scene off guard. No one expected that Wu Zhihui could speak so straightforwardly.
Just take advantage of the things between Song Zijie and Song Zihao, and then take advantage of the relationship between Song Zihao and Uncle Jian.
What I am playing is an emotional card, and it is a clear card. I won’t play any fancy things with you.
"This"
Song Zijie pondered for a moment: "Wu Sheng and I have a really good relationship. Last time I was promoted to inspector, he helped me solve a big case."
"Uncle Jian."
Song Zihao looked at Uncle Jian with twinkling eyes: "You really know how to make grenades?!"
It was obvious that Song Zihao valued his younger brother very much. When Song Zijie said this about his relationship with Wu Zhihui, he started to help him.
"Hahaha"
Uncle Jian stared at Wu Zhihui for a while, then started laughing. He raised his hand to put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, and stood up: "Wu Sheng, you surprised me."
He has never met anyone like Wu Zhihui who talks like this.
"Make friends."
Wu Zhihui waved his hand reservedly: "I think it's not that friends don't bother others when something happens. On the contrary, I think friends should speak up and help each other when in need."
"If you help me and I will help you, our relationship will be stronger and closer. Let your friends help you."
"interesting."
Uncle Jian raised his hand and tugged on his plaid shirt: "Since Wu Sheng is so interesting, I can make you a friend. You can help Ah Hao improve his relationship with his younger brother. And I like Ah Hao very much, so I will help you." Just once.”
"At eight o'clock tomorrow morning, I will arrange for someone to pick up the goods from my place. I will make six for you. Is it enough?"
"Thank you Uncle Jian!"
Wu Zhihui immediately agreed: "Then I won't be polite. Thank you for your hard work, Uncle Jian."
"Go."
Uncle Jian waved his hand and looked at Song Zihao, who was standing still: "Why are you still looking at me? Let's go drink and supper with your brother."
"I drank so many times with Uncle Jian, and every time I drank too much, I would talk about your brother and say I was sorry for your brother. My ears became calluses when I heard it. I was so annoyed."
He muttered and walked to the basement: "It's a pity that I'm so old. I have to work overtime to help you late at night."
"Hahaha"
Everyone burst into laughter immediately.
"Then let's go."
Song Zihao was not polite, greeted them and walked out: "Uncle Jian is like this, he has a sharp tongue and a soft heart. When I came here to see him with a letter of introduction from a friend, he even made fun of me."
"I said I was doing business in Wanwan, and he directly said that I would go to jail for business. He was very straightforward, but Uncle Jian is really loyal and very kind to these guys."
"Thank you for your hard work, Uncle Jian."
Wu Zhihui didn't forget to turn around and say hello to Uncle Jian: "I'll bring you breakfast tomorrow morning."
The four of them found a late-night snack stall and started drinking. After sitting with them for a while, Wu Zhihui took Big D and left first, leaving time for the Song Zijie brothers.
Eight o'clock the next morning.
Wu Zhihui came to Uncle Jian with the breakfast he packed from the tea restaurant. Uncle Jian put a suitcase on the table with a dark circle under his eyes.
turn on.
There are five grenades inside.
Wu Zhihui's eyes focused on the grenade, and his eyes became hot.
"Push the street."
Uncle Jian muttered, opened the lunch box and put out the breakfast: "I'm getting older, so I haven't done this for a long time. When I first started doing it, it almost exploded on the spot."
"Originally, I planned to make six for you. As I get older, my speed has slowed down, but my skills are definitely still there. Here, there are only five. You can use them sparingly. It should be enough."
He took the chopsticks handed over by Wu Zhihui, picked up a piece of barbecued pork rice roll, stuffed it into his mouth and started chewing: "It's very simple, just pull the tab and throw it out and it will explode. There is a three-second delay."
"Are you sure?"
Big D looked at the grenade in the box and asked subconsciously.
"rest assured."
Without even thinking about it, Uncle Jian patted his chest and said, "If it doesn't work, I, Jian, will jump off the building myself. Just kidding, how can my skills be any worse?" "Thank you!"
Wu Zhihui reached out to close the box and pulled out a check that had been filled out long ago: "Uncle Jian, please keep the money first. The car will be delivered within three days."
"let's go."
Uncle Jian concentrated on eating his breakfast: "Young man, please be careful, my grenade is very powerful."
After leaving Uncle Jian's place, Wu Zhihui took out a grenade and handed it to Big D: "Take it to the construction site and try it to see if it goes off."
"Ok."
Big D took the grenade and left. Half an hour later Big D called: "It can blow up, it can blow up, and the movement is not small. It attracted the police, and it was difficult to get over."
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into the night.
At Baishawan Pier, the sea breeze blows the waves and hits the rocks on the shore. Ships pass through the sea from time to time.
Lian Haolong and others gathered on the pier. Wang Bao, whose lips were still wrapped in gauze, stood beside him, looking at the road behind him from time to time.
"Don't worry, just Wu Zhihui can't change the world."
Lian Haolong looked relaxed, glanced at the people around him, and talked eloquently: "My main force is here. In addition, I also rented a few speedboats. Even if Wu Zhihui arranges people, I can still deal with them."
He raised his hand and patted Wang Bao on the shoulder: "You are my brother. You have been wronged in order to help me expand the white powder market. Although things have changed a bit, you will definitely not suffer too much."
"Be patient for now. When my goods arrive, I will slowly take care of this Wu Zhihui."
"Ah."
Wang Bao looked at Lian Haolong, nodded and said nothing more.
After waiting 10 minutes.
A red Mercedes Benz drove over, turned off the coastal road, turned into the straight road of the pier, and drove into Baishawan Pier.
Wu Zhihui opened the door and got out of the car.
Behind.
Two brothers, Aji and Abu, dressed in white, followed behind him. The three of them walked over steadily and unhurriedly.
Seeing Wu Zhihui appear, Lian Haolong and Wang Bao turned around to look. Behind them, Luo Tianhong, Luo Dingfa, Lian Haodong and others turned around and moved towards Wu Zhihui and the others.
"Just three people?"
Lian Haolong was quite surprised. He looked behind him and confirmed that Wu Zhihui had brought two people over: "Brother Hui, you are very brave."
"What's the use of having more people? Besides, I, Wu Zhihui, am not very courageous. How can I ask you for money?"
Wu Zhihui chuckled and glanced at the people around him: "How is it? Are the banknotes I want ready?"
"of course."
Lian Haolong nodded noncommittally and gestured with his lips. Luo Dingfa placed the money box on the hood and opened it. It was full of banknotes.
"I've got the yacht ready."
Lian Haolong followed and said: "You can arrange for someone to go up and take a look. There is no one else except the driver of the boat."
"Well, the sincerity is there."
Wu Zhihui stepped towards the docked boat, and Aji and Abu stepped to follow.
Lian Haolong looked at Wu Zhihui, who ignored him at all, and looked at Wang Bao. Wang Bao took the money box, and the two of them walked over one after the other.
Luo Tianhong followed him with his arms folded and his Eight-sided Han Sword between his legs.
Lian Haolong is a little bit elusive about Wu Zhihui. He is not afraid at all with three people. Is he reckless or something? !
There were three people on Lian Haolong's side and three people on Wu Zhihui's side.
After a few people came on board, the boat sailed out directly, riding the wind and waves on the sea, and headed towards the high seas.
Yacht deck.
A copper pot was placed on a table that had been prepared long ago. The charcoal fire inside was already burning red, and the heat made the soup base boiling hot and rolling outwards.
Various hot pot dishes are placed around it.
"Yo."
Wu Zhihui chuckled, walked over, pulled out the stool, and sat down: "Brother Long is quite enthusiastic. Cooking on the high seas is an experience I have never had before."
Aji and Abu stood behind Wu Zhihui.
"Of course."
Lian Haolong and Wang Bao sat down opposite Wu Zhihui: "The sea breeze is so comfortable. It's good for us to have hot pot and talk about things together."
Luo Tianhong stood behind the two of them holding the Eight-sided Han Sword, but his eyes were fixed on Ah Ji who was opposite him and was wearing white clothes, staring at him with eagerness.
The sea breeze lifted up the blue bangs that fell in front of his forehead, and he looked directly at Aji. Aji's mouth was slightly raised, and he was also staring at Luo Tianhong with a trace of disdain.
"Come."
Lian Haolong pushed the poured white wine glass in front of Wu Zhihui: "Have a drink."
"Ah."
Wu Zhihui picked up his wine glass and clinked it with them: "Let's drink to our false friendship."
"Haha, Brother Hui is so funny."
Lian Haolong took a sip of wine: "This is the first time I met Brother Hui. You are much younger than I thought. You are tall and good-looking. You shouldn't belong to a club. I feel that a rich woman is more suitable for you. "
"Well, I think so too."
Wu Zhihui picked up the chopsticks, picked up the tripe in front of him and put it into the copper pot. After it was cooked, he blew the hot air and stuffed it into his mouth.
The perfectly blanched tripe was filled with red soup, and the crispy texture came back after one bite. He ate it with gusto, and then he said: "I think people with the body types of Brother Long and Brother Bao shouldn't join the club. The ones from the dock Moving is more suitable for two people, and they can make money and lose weight at the same time.”
"Snapped!"
Wang Bao slapped his hand on the table, but was stopped by Lian Haolong's eyes. He also picked up a piece of hairy belly and started rinsing it.
As the yacht continued to drive out, Lian Haolong and Wu Zhihui chatted about each other. It was not until the captain made an OK gesture to Lian Haolong in the cabin that Lian Haolong started talking about business:
"Brother Hui, the matter between you and my brother is actually just the same thing."
"You think you have lost face, but my brother doesn't know about it either. Everyone knows the truth anyway, so it's better to do this. It's our fault. We'll pay you 100 million and the matter will be over."
"What's wrong with you?"
Wu Zhihui raised his eyebrows, holding green vegetables and soaking them in the bottom of the pot: "Besides, I want 500 million. You brought 500 million, but you are only willing to give 100 million?"
"Just because I brought it doesn't mean I want to give it to you. Maybe it's just for you to see?"
Lian Haolong stared at Wu Zhihui, catching the changes in his expression: "One million is already a lot, and you have nothing to lose. Not only did you kill Feilong and take over the territory, but you also got 100 million more. My brother also lost his appearance. What did you do? It’s all earned.”
"That's not how the account is calculated."
Wu Zhihui chuckled and stuffed the green vegetables into his mouth: "If I, Wu Zhihui, were not tough enough, I could still be sitting here eating hot pot with you today? Isn't that true?"
"Wu Zhihui!"
Wang Bao threw away his chopsticks and slapped his hand on the table: "Don't be so shameless. Do you really think that I, Wang Bao, are afraid of you?!"
"Eh!"
Lian Haolong signaled Wang Bao not to speak, and looked at Wu Zhihui with a smile: "Okay, Brother Hui, tell me, what do you think?"
"I am a very contented person, and I speak the truth."
Wu Zhihui took the bowl and chopsticks and ate with gusto. He paused with the hand holding the chopsticks and looked at Lian Haolong: "If you say I want 500 million, I will give you 500 million."
He raised the corner of his mouth: "However, this is what I thought before, but I just heard what Brother Long said, and it seems that he is not willing to give me 500 million, right?"
Wu Zhihui pondered for a moment: "If that's the case, then this is fine."
"You will compensate me for the loss of 500 million yuan. In addition, if you have the guts to set up a table of Hetou wine to apologize to Brother Tian, set up a flowing banquet for a day and a night, and treat these brothers from the Xiangjiang Society to a delicious meal."
"It's such a happy decision."
"Hem home shovel!"
Wang Bao stood up from his seat, pointed at Wu Zhihui and cursed: "Do I have the guts to serve you Wu Zhihui a drink? What qualifications do you have to ask me to serve you a drink?"
Wu Zhihui ignored Wang Bao and enjoyed eating deliciously.
"Um?!"
Lian Haolong narrowed his eyes, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly felt murderous. He looked at Wu Zhihui who was eating happily: "Wu Zhihui, you can't think that you are the most powerful just because you are mixed up. That’s the one.”
He tapped his finger on the table hard: "Before you do something or say anything, you must carefully consider whether you have enough votes!"
"I'll give you 500 million, can you eat it? I'm going to put some wine on the table, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold it!"
Money, these things don't matter.
But it's different to have the first drink and a flowing banquet all day and night. By then, the entire Xiangjiang society will know about it, not to mention Wang Bao, and he won't even have to hang out with Haolong.
If you lose face, it will be difficult for you to do your own white powder business, and no one will dare to interfere.
Lian Haolong leaned forward and stared at Wu Zhihui: "Are you too crazy for doing this?"
"Ha ha."
Wu Zhihui glanced at Lian Haolong, picked up a spoon, scooped a ladle of red soup into a bowl, and blew on the hot air of the red soup: "This is how I, Wu Zhihui, do my business!"
"it is good."
Lian Haolong laughed angrily at Wu Zhihui's words and stared at Wu Zhihui for a while: "In this case, it seems that there is no need to talk today."
"Now that you have thought about it, I have an idea."
He picked up a piece of freshly cut beef and put it into the copper pot. The piece of meat made a "sizzling" sound when it was heated on the hot copper pot.
He stared at Wu Zhihui coldly: "Wu Zhihui, since we can't reach an agreement, have you ever thought about whether you can leave here today?!"
"Why can't I leave from here?"
Wu Zhihui put down his chopsticks, looked at Lian Haolong incredulously, and said lightly: "If you can leave, I can leave."
"haha, really?"
Lian Haolong took out the meat and said, "I don't think so." After saying that, he stuffed the beef into his mouth and started chewing it.
The yacht is parked on the high seas.
At this moment.
In the distance, several dazzling lights were shining towards the yacht, hitting Wu Zhihui and his party.
On the sea, several speedboats traveled quickly across the sea and rushed towards the yacht.
There were horse boys standing on the speedboat. Through the light, you could vaguely see the outline of the submachine gun in their hands, with the muzzle of the gun raised to the sky.
"Da da da"
A brief burst of fire, the harsh sound of gunfire resounded on the sea, and the tongues of flames spurted out moved quickly on the sea.
in the cabin.
The captain also came out immediately and lowered the yacht's landing ladder.
"call"
Lian Haolong swallowed the beef, took a long breath of hot breath, stared at Wu Zhihui and sneered: "What now?"
He spoke loudly and forcefully: "Come on, Wu Zhihui, repeat what you just said and say it to me again!"
Wu Zhihui turned his head and glanced at the speedboats on the sea that were quickly approaching the yacht. He turned back, took out a cigarette, lit it, took a sip, and exhaled faint blue smoke.
"Wu Zhihui!"
Lian Haolong looked at Wu Zhihui with a sneer: "What role do you think I am? I, Lian Haolong, only have so many people coming to Xiangjiang. I have a lot of support behind me!"
He showed disdain: "When I, Lian Haolong, was killing everyone with an AK in northern Myanmar, you didn't know where the hell you were. Street boy, I'm really making a fool of myself by calling you Brother Hui." Already?"
"What? Tian Yangsheng didn't tell you what I, Lian Haolong, am like?"
He tapped his fingers hard on the table: "If you are shameless, then you can bury it here! If you dare to hit my brother, your hands will be chopped off!"
"On the high seas, I am the king! I won't let you go, why do you leave? Why do you want to beat the two of them?!"
on the sea.
The speedboat stopped close to the yacht.
"Up, up, up!"
The gunman's voice sounded, and the sound of thin climbing could be heard.
"what"
Wu Zhihui blew out the smoke, looked at the impressive Lian Haolong, and showed the same expression as before: "I understand."
"It turns out that in Brother Long's eyes, you can walk sideways if you have a few guns in your hand?! What a coincidence, I brought a toy here today!"
He listened to the voice of the gunman who was about to board the deck over there, biting his cigarette butt and looking at Lian Haolong expressionlessly.
"Go!"
Wu Zhihui scolded, and the condensed ash fell on the table as he spoke.
Abu shook off his clothes and opened his jacket. The grenade hanging on the inner pocket was conspicuous.
Lian Haolong's expression was stunned and his eyes widened in disbelief.
Abu grabbed the grenade in his hand, pulled the tab directly, and threw it in that direction like a bowling ball.
"Dong dong...dong dong"
The grenade rolled quickly across the deck, and the crisp rolling sound suddenly stopped.
"boom!"
The grenade exploded directly on the landing ladder. In an instant, a huge fireball rose. The deck was instantly illuminated by the explosion's firelight. The shock wave spread in all directions, and the entire yacht trembled violently.
"what!"
A huge explosion accompanied by screams sounded on the sea.
"Ding"
There was a buzzing in my ears.
on the deck.
Even Wu Zhihui and his party, who were several meters away, were all indiscriminately affected by the huge shock wave in this explosion.
If he hadn't ducked down to avoid it in advance, he would have been thrown away.
Wang Bao's reaction was the slowest. He was caught off guard. Even though he was huge, he was directly pushed out by the huge impact. He rolled several times on the deck and hit the cabin behind. He was bleeding from his mouth and nose, and he was in an extremely embarrassed state.
"Hem home shovel!"
Lian Haolong looked over there in disbelief, his breathing quickening.
in sight.
Abra threw the second grenade. The grenade drew a parabola in the air and disappeared on the deck of the yacht.
"boom!"
The yacht rocked violently again.
The fire illuminated the sea, and screams rang out on the sea, followed by a series of explosions.
The remaining two speedboats drove away from the yacht at the fastest speed without any hesitation, keeping a safe distance.
Wu Zhihui stretched out his hand, and Abu handed him a grenade.
"I have this thing in my hand, do you think I have enough votes?!"
Wu Zhihui played with the grenade and looked at Lian Haolong coldly: "I told you when we boarded the ship, there are many people, is it useful?!"
"How many guns are you holding in your hand? Isn't it amazing? Come on, call your people up?!"
"Wu Zhihui!"
Lian Haolong shook his head in great embarrassment, stared at Wu Zhihui and growled: "I have many people, you only have a few grenades, and if you throw them away, they will be gone. Are you bigger than me?!"
"That"
Wu Zhihui stood up with a grenade in his hand and walked up to Lian Haolong: "Do you think this one in my hand is enough to kill you?!"
"Fall on the street!"
Even Haolong's breathing became heavier: "If you blow me up to death, you won't die?! I don't believe you dare to pinch me!"
"Well, that's it."
Wu Zhihui nodded in agreement, looked at Lian Haolong with a smile, and asked: "I am dead, why don't you die?!"
"you"
Lian Haolong suddenly became speechless and stared at Wu Zhihui with wide eyes.
"Gamble?"
Wu Zhihui pouted at Lian Haolong: "A bet or not?! I dare to come here with just two people. Am I afraid of you? Are you going to play the same trick as northern Myanmar with me? I can do it too."
He turned to look at the captain in the cabin: "What are you still doing? Waiting for death. Let's sail the ship and go back to the dock!"
The captain swallowed a mouthful of saliva, hurriedly started the yacht and began to return.
···
Baishawan Pier.
Lian Haodong and others gathered together, watching the yacht returning quickly in sight, and gathered around them one by one.
Behind.
The car horn honked.
Big D drove the car and led the team. The team drove towards this side with double flashes. A group of people got out of the car and stared at the loyal people with eager eyes.
Wu Zhihui and his party got off the yacht.
Lian Haodong and his group looked at the livid Lian Haolong, hesitated for a moment and then stepped out of the way.
"Lian Haolong."
Wu Zhihui stopped and turned back to look at Lian Haolong sideways: "I remember what happened tonight. From today on, let's play slowly."
"From today on, I, Wu Zhihui, will do nothing but watch you and beat brothers Lian Haolong and Wang Bao! I will not do business in the future, and I will only beat you, a street boy who sells white powder!"
"Fuck you, mad dog!"
Lian Haolong gritted his teeth fiercely, cursed in a low voice, and stared at Wu Zhihui for a long time: "Okay, I'll blame you."
"I'll give you the money! I'll arrange the drinks! You, I can't even Haolong if I don't provoke you, Wu Zhihui!"
Lian Haodong looked at the convoy leaving in double-dodge and came up to him: "Brother."
"Hem home shovel!"
Lian Haolong gritted his molar teeth and said coldly: "Underestimation, greatly underestimated Wu Zhihui, the Yan family shovel!"
on the road.
Wu Zhihui sat in the car, moved his arms, looked at Big D who was driving and cursed angrily:
"Big D, you street boy, didn't I ask you to try the grenade? Why the hell didn't you tell me that Uncle Jian added so much to the grenade!"
"Did you know that when the grenade exploded just now, I was damn near blown out!"
"exactly!"
Aji quickly nodded in agreement: "Big D on the street, I think you want to kill us and seize the position of the boss!"
have to say.
Wu Zhihui and others greatly underestimated the power of the grenades made by Uncle Jian. Who knows how much he added to them, the impact was too powerful.
"I said so!"
Big D drove the car and defended himself with great grievance: "I told you that the sound was so loud that it attracted all the gangsters."
"Go to the street and shut up!"
"Don't explain, explaining is covering up!"
Wu Zhihui and Aji began to despise him.
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"Big D."
Wu Zhihui got up and walked outside with his mobile phone: "Let's go, drive me somewhere."
"Ok."
Big D quickly got up with the car keys and went out first.
"Brother Hui."
Abu followed: "Going out to find arms? Do you need me to accompany you?!"
"Just go back and stay with Lisa."
Wu Zhihui shook his head and laughed: "You have wounds on your hands. If you don't let me rest like this, I'm afraid that Lisa will come to find me and accuse me."
"Ha ha."
Abu burst into laughter upon hearing this.
"but."
Wu Zhihui pondered for a moment and then said: "Well, you call Azhi and ask them if they are willing to help me. If they are willing, let them prepare something recently."
"If necessary, I will ask them to help at any time, so don't rush over here."
Wu Zhihui thought clearly. When he asked Liu Yaozu to come over and explain the matter to him in person, he had already thought up another plan to assist his colleagues: "They have returned to northern Myanmar now."
"It's just right. Ask me about Lian Haolong and his friends' connections in northern Myanmar. If necessary, let them help me."
"no problem."
Abu nodded and agreed without thinking: "Azhi and the others said that last time, thank you to the boss for helping us get rid of Zhang Jingliang and let them escape safely."
"Right now, they have nothing to do, and they don't want to help the generals collect tolls in northern Myanmar. If the bosses need it, they can help us at any time."
"That would be great."
Wu Zhihui smiled and nodded, and he and Abu parted ways at the gate. He got into the Mercedes-Benz driven by Big D, stepped on the accelerator, and the Mercedes-Benz jumped out smoothly and merged into the main road along the driveway.
"Go to Saigon Police Station."
Wu Zhihui sat in the back seat and glanced around the interior of the car: "Well, the car is well decorated."
Different from Wu Zhihui's red Mercedes-Benz, the color of Big D's Mercedes-Benz is much calmer, a decent black, but the interior of the car has many more small items.
There is an embroidered pendant of a small lion hanging on the interior rearview mirror. The aromatherapy diffuser exudes a pleasant and light orchid fragrance. The pillows and other small objects are mostly in a cute tone.
Wu Zhihui casually took one of the several small dolls placed on the seat. The dolls were neither big nor small, and had cute shapes. They were also very soft to the touch, soft and waxy:
"Yeah, very cute. After all, your daughter should be able to run around now."
"Hehe. Children like these things."
Big D laughed and touched the back of his head with his right hand: "The little guy told me the day before yesterday, why he didn't see Uncle Hui coming over for dinner, and he hadn't seen her for a long time."
"Hahaha"
Wu Zhihui took out a cigarette out of habit. Big D lowered the car window, but he still put the cigarette away: "Forget it, it's better for the little girl not to smell the smoke."
Wu Zhihui was also a long-time smoker, but sitting in Big D's car, he knew from the layout that this car was usually used for home use, so he immediately put away his cigarettes.
Just such a simple little detail made Big D feel a little emotional. If it were other big guys, who would care about you.
"Eh"
Big D let out a sigh, holding the steering wheel with both hands and controlling the car to drive smoothly: "It's very comfortable to be with the boss. This is what I admire the most about the boss. It's very easy to get along with you."
He looked at the red light in front of him, stepped on the brake pedal and slowly stopped at the zebra crossing: "Not only is he easy to get along with, but he is also very willing to give us young people a chance. Otherwise, I, the big D, won't do it either." Maybe Heiji can be found so soon.”
Big D has always been very grateful to Wu Zhihui in his heart for giving him the opportunity. He himself is not perfect in what he does, but Wu Zhihui values them enough and is willing to give them a chance. He is willing to give opportunities to grow even if he makes mistakes. This is seen from other big guys. less than.
"Ha ha."
Wu Zhihui waved his hand nonchalantly: "It's just that you have the ability. If you don't have the ability, you won't become the protagonist if the stage is given to you."
"Right now, I leave the dishes in Tsuen Wan to you to take care of. I'm very much looking forward to what you can do."
"Ah."
Big D nodded in response, looked at the countdown red light, and slowly pumped the gas: "I have also set a short-term goal for myself. I will first find some money in my hands, and then I will also build a villa to live in."
"My wife didn't live a good life with me back then, but now she's living with Brother Hui. I feel completely different. I feel like everything is possible."
"Hahaha"
Wu Zhihui looked at the high-spirited Big D and nodded with satisfaction. It was this kind of motivation he wanted.
"By the way, sir."
Big D remembered something: "I made an appointment with Mr. Shu Yilin and Mr. Shu for dinner next Tuesday. Brother Hui will have time to join us then."
"Oh?"
When Wu Zhihui heard this, he raised his eyebrows and became interested: "Not bad, big D boy. Now he is enlightened and knows how to manage relationships. When did he get so close to my uncle-in-law?"
Recently, Wu Zhihui has a lot of things on his hands. He has really lost contact with the relationship between his uncle Shu Yilin and his girlfriend Shu Han. Unexpectedly, Big D is eye-catching enough and knows how to maintain the relationship.
"Oh, isn't this necessary for work?"
Big D was beaming with excitement and was obviously very interested in talking: "Mr. Shu has a bohemian personality, so just follow his hobbies. Plus, with the relationship of Brother Hui, it's so easy to get in touch with him."
"Let me tell you, Mr. Shu is a reliable person. The first phase of the Land Real Estate project has been completed, and now the second phase has begun. We have taken over all the projects, and the money for the first phase has also been paid to us. ”
"Mr. Shu's work efficiency is extremely fast, and he makes money very quickly. Just like Brother Hui, he never takes matters into his own hands when it comes to money."
It can be seen that Big D and Shu Yilin have had a very pleasant exchange recently.
"very good."
Wu Zhihui was very satisfied with Big D's eye-catching appearance. The two of them chatted all the way to the gate of Saigon Police Station.
Big D parked the car and got out of the car and entered the police station. Not long after, Song Zijie walked out, opened the car door and sat in.
"Good evening, sir."
Wu Zhihui smiled and greeted Song Zijie: "Congratulations, Sir Song, for being promoted to the position of inspector."
"Don't make me laugh."
Song Zijie waved his hand reservedly and looked at Wu Zhihui: "Wu Sheng, you are still looking for me at such a late hour."
"Well, I need your help with something."
"I?"
Song Zijie raised his eyebrows and nodded without hesitation: "If I can help, I will definitely try my best."
Since the last Zhang Jingliang incident, Song Zijie has completely stood on a united front with Wu Zhihui, and his attitude towards Wu Zhihui has also changed greatly.
Not to mention other things, Song Zijie used to be a bit arrogant in his bones. Because of his brother Song Zihao, he didn't like these people who were related to the club.
But with what I have experienced, my whole mentality has changed. My so-called attitudes are just self-reliance.
No matter how many cases I try my best to handle, I will still be suppressed by the ghost guy and will never be promoted in my life.
It's different now. If you have the ability, Superintendent Xu is willing to support you, and your promotion has become easier. It's all a matter of course.
"Don't worry, I won't make it difficult for Sir Song."
Wu Zhihui gestured to Big D to drive, and the car left directly from the Saigon Police Station. After driving for more than 20 minutes, the Mercedes-Benz stopped in front of an auto repair shop.
Next to the auto repair shop, there is a signboard of the United Taxi Company. At this time, there are workers in the auto repair shop doing maintenance and repairs on the car.
"Boss."
A worker wearing a maintenance uniform saw the Mercedes-Benz drive in and immediately approached him: "Maintenance or repair?"
The worker was a bit older, about forty years old, and his hairline had receded and he was beginning to become bald.
After seeing Wu Zhihui and Song Zijie sitting in the car, his expression suddenly froze and he turned his head subconsciously.
Song Zijie also saw him. This person was none other than Song Zijie's brother Song Zihao. He was also stunned.
"Brother Hao!"
Wu Zhihui pushed open the car door and got out, took out a cigarette and handed one to Song Zihao. He then handed the cigarette to Song Zijie who followed him: "Sir Song, what's wrong? When he saw his eldest brother, he didn't even say hello."
He took a puff of his cigarette: "Things in the past are things in the past. People always have to look forward. You can't stand still and keep moving forward, right?"
"Big brother."
After some hesitation, Song Zijie's expression still showed a smile: "When will you come back? You didn't inform me so I could go and greet you."
"!"
When Song Zihao heard Song Zijie's words, his whole body couldn't help but tremble, and he suddenly turned his head to look at Song Zijie, his expression full of disbelief.
He never expected that Song Zijie would not be angry after seeing him. Instead, he would call him big brother.
"Aajiezai."
Song Zihao's lips twitched and his voice was slightly hoarse: "I thought you wouldn't even recognize me. I did something wrong and killed my father."
"okay."
Song Zijie raised his hand and put it on Song Zihao's arm: "Don't mention the past things anymore. No one wants to think about dad's things. Your past things are in the past. As long as you change things again, you can be a new person."
Song Zijie's character has changed a lot now. In the past, because of Song Zihao, his father was implicated and shot to death. Later, because of Song Zihao, he was still unable to be promoted in the police force.
Therefore, the two overlapped, and he had a deep resentment towards Song Zihao.
But later he discovered that the reason why he couldn't get promoted was still his own fault. He was too upright and unwilling to flatter the ghost guy.
Although he worked hard to investigate the case, the ghost guy looked down on him, so he used the reason that Song Zihao was the king of counterfeit money to excuse himself.
It's not Song Zihao's fault, it's just the excuse the ghost guy used to excuse himself.
Now, Song Zijie is not restricted by this framework, and his resentment towards Song Zihao is not so deep. Wu Zhihui is right, he has nothing to continue to obsess about. After all, he only has such a biological brother.
"Ajay!"
Song Zihao reached out and grabbed Song Zijie's hand, shook it hard, and was speechless for a long time.
"By the way, this one is."
Song Zihao lit a cigarette and looked at Wu Zhihui. Based on his years of intuition, the handsome boy in front of him must have played a certain role in guiding Song Zijie.
"Wu Zhihui."
Wu Zhihui briefly introduced himself, then looked at the office inside the auto repair shop: "I came here today to have a chat with your manager, Uncle Jian."
"Brother Hao, do you mind making an introduction?"
"This"
Song Zihao hesitated for a moment.
He drove a Mercedes-Benz at such a young age and even had a driver. Looking at Wu Zhihui, he was probably from the club.
"I'm here to help Uncle Jian solve his trouble."
Wu Zhihui showed a kind smile: "Brother Hao, since I'm here to help you call Sir Song today, please help me and say something, and we can talk among ourselves."
"alright."
Song Zihao thought for a while, then nodded in agreement, turned around and went inside, and soon waved to them, indicating that they should go in.
in the office.
A middle-aged man was sitting at his desk, holding a stack of documents in his hand and checking them, with an ashtray in front of him.
"Uncle Jian!"
Wu Zhihui shouted familiarly, took out a cigarette and handed it to Uncle Jian: "I am Wu Zhihui, brother Hao's friend. I came to see Uncle Jian today because I hope Uncle Jian can do me a favor."
"Oh? Repairing the car."
Uncle Jian took a puff from his cigarette and pulled the ashtray in front of him: "Of course, no problem. This is where I repair cars. Since you are a friend of Ah Hao's brother, I will arrange for the best technician to give you a repair." fold."
"I didn't come here today to fix the car."
Wu Zhihui grinned, pulled out a stool and sat down in front of Uncle Jian: "I came here today to ask Uncle Jian to help me. In fact, I also helped Uncle Jian solve his troubles."
"Oh?"
Uncle Jian raised his eyebrows when he heard this, chuckled and said nothing.
"Is such that."
Wu Zhihui got straight to the point and got straight to the point: "I have a very good personal relationship with Sir Song. Recently, I ran into a little trouble. I needed a batch of arms. It was urgently needed and I would definitely not be able to get it done temporarily, so I thought of asking Uncle Jian."
As soon as Wu Zhihui's words came out, Song Zijie and Song Zihao were stunned. They didn't expect that Wu Zhihui came to Uncle Jian to ask for arms.
But where did Uncle Jian get the weapons?
Especially Song Zijie's eyelids twitched.
at this time.
Song Zijie's mind was very active.
Hit the street.
Please, I'm a messenger, okay?
You, Wu Zhihui, are just looking for arms. Why did you call me? !Now I hear it all, do I care or not?Can you give me some face?
"Wu Sheng."
Uncle Jian blew out the smoke and chuckled: "Look carefully, this is an auto repair shop, a joint taxi company. The one who drives the taxi is not a military factory. If you are looking for ammunition, you may have come to the wrong place."
"No, no, I'm sure I didn't come by mistake."
Wu Zhihui shook his head with great determination: "Uncle Jian is a very low-key person. Many people don't know about him, but I still know him to some extent."
"I know that in Uncle Jian's early years, you helped your brother make a batch of grenades. Later, you were implicated and dragged into it. After you came out, you reformed and opened the United Taxi Company."
"I also know that Uncle Jian is a man of good will and loyalty. He knows that it is difficult for people who have been in prison to find jobs, so he is willing to take in those brothers who have been in prison and are willing to reform."
"That's what Brother Hao is like. Uncle Jian is very loyal, otherwise he wouldn't take Brother Hao in and help him arrange a job, right?"
Long ago.
After using Ye Jihuan twice in a row, Wu Zhihui had an idea in his mind. It was a bit troublesome to call people temporarily, and it was really unsafe to carry weapons around.
It would be great if we could find someone who could make arms. At this time, Song Zijie's appearance gave Wu Zhihui an idea.
As a time traveler, movies are movies, and reality cannot match the movies, so he spent some time and asked Changmao to pay attention, and by following the clues, he learned about Uncle Jian's information.
No matter what you do, if you can master the core technology, you can dominate.
"Hahaha"
Upon hearing this, Uncle Jian shook his head again and laughed: "Wu Sheng, you seem to be very good at talking at such a young age, and your eloquence is very good."
"But even though you praise me and praise me very highly, I still have to say that this is an auto repair shop, not a military factory. Your information must be wrong. It's wrong. It's not me at all."
"I know, I came here today very abruptly."
Wu Zhihui was not in a hurry, took a puff of his cigarette, looked around the auto repair shop, and then returned to Uncle Jian: "We are not familiar with each other, so you should change your mind and be a good person, and you don't want to mention the past things again. "
"I told you, I'm here today to help you solve your trouble. If my information is correct, Uncle Jian is a man of loyalty, but many things also come with a cost."
"For example, your United Taxi Company, you use your brothers, but people outside have opinions about them. Passengers complain about trivial things, such as the age of the taxi, etc. It will be eliminated after a long time.”
"In addition, the auto repair shop met a rich boss a while ago. He asked you to repair the car and he blackmailed you by finding faults with the car. As a result, you are almost running into problems now."
"As for me, I am going to invest a sum of money to Uncle Jian, and by the way, I will help you replace all the company's taxis with new ones, so as to make a perfect transition from this difficult time. What do you think of Uncle Jian?"
"!"
Uncle Jian narrowed his eyes when he heard this, and just took a deep breath of the cigarette.
Unexpectedly, Wu Zhihui was really well prepared this time and investigated his information in detail.
"Of course, if Uncle Jian really doesn't want to, I won't force him."
Wu Zhihui looked at Uncle Jian who didn't answer, and continued: "Because the incident happened suddenly, my arrival today was indeed very abrupt. That's why I called Sir Song. I have a good personal relationship with him. I thought Let’s use Brother Hao’s relationship to help.”
He said in a relaxed tone: "However, what I, Wu Zhihui, value most is a loyal person like Uncle Jian. If Uncle Jian is not willing to help me today, I will still honor what I just said."
"Nothing else. Anyway, I just have some spare money in my hand. I just want to make friends with Uncle Jian, and I can also help Uncle Jian's friends."
Wu Zhihui's words caught all three people at the scene off guard. No one expected that Wu Zhihui could speak so straightforwardly.
Just take advantage of the things between Song Zijie and Song Zihao, and then take advantage of the relationship between Song Zihao and Uncle Jian.
What I am playing is an emotional card, and it is a clear card. I won’t play any fancy things with you.
"This"
Song Zijie pondered for a moment: "Wu Sheng and I have a really good relationship. Last time I was promoted to inspector, he helped me solve a big case."
"Uncle Jian."
Song Zihao looked at Uncle Jian with twinkling eyes: "You really know how to make grenades?!"
It was obvious that Song Zihao valued his younger brother very much. When Song Zijie said this about his relationship with Wu Zhihui, he started to help him.
"Hahaha"
Uncle Jian stared at Wu Zhihui for a while, then started laughing. He raised his hand to put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, and stood up: "Wu Sheng, you surprised me."
He has never met anyone like Wu Zhihui who talks like this.
"Make friends."
Wu Zhihui waved his hand reservedly: "I think it's not that friends don't bother others when something happens. On the contrary, I think friends should speak up and help each other when in need."
"If you help me and I will help you, our relationship will be stronger and closer. Let your friends help you."
"interesting."
Uncle Jian raised his hand and tugged on his plaid shirt: "Since Wu Sheng is so interesting, I can make you a friend. You can help Ah Hao improve his relationship with his younger brother. And I like Ah Hao very much, so I will help you." Just once.”
"At eight o'clock tomorrow morning, I will arrange for someone to pick up the goods from my place. I will make six for you. Is it enough?"
"Thank you Uncle Jian!"
Wu Zhihui immediately agreed: "Then I won't be polite. Thank you for your hard work, Uncle Jian."
"Go."
Uncle Jian waved his hand and looked at Song Zihao, who was standing still: "Why are you still looking at me? Let's go drink and supper with your brother."
"I drank so many times with Uncle Jian, and every time I drank too much, I would talk about your brother and say I was sorry for your brother. My ears became calluses when I heard it. I was so annoyed."
He muttered and walked to the basement: "It's a pity that I'm so old. I have to work overtime to help you late at night."
"Hahaha"
Everyone burst into laughter immediately.
"Then let's go."
Song Zihao was not polite, greeted them and walked out: "Uncle Jian is like this, he has a sharp tongue and a soft heart. When I came here to see him with a letter of introduction from a friend, he even made fun of me."
"I said I was doing business in Wanwan, and he directly said that I would go to jail for business. He was very straightforward, but Uncle Jian is really loyal and very kind to these guys."
"Thank you for your hard work, Uncle Jian."
Wu Zhihui didn't forget to turn around and say hello to Uncle Jian: "I'll bring you breakfast tomorrow morning."
The four of them found a late-night snack stall and started drinking. After sitting with them for a while, Wu Zhihui took Big D and left first, leaving time for the Song Zijie brothers.
Eight o'clock the next morning.
Wu Zhihui came to Uncle Jian with the breakfast he packed from the tea restaurant. Uncle Jian put a suitcase on the table with a dark circle under his eyes.
turn on.
There are five grenades inside.
Wu Zhihui's eyes focused on the grenade, and his eyes became hot.
"Push the street."
Uncle Jian muttered, opened the lunch box and put out the breakfast: "I'm getting older, so I haven't done this for a long time. When I first started doing it, it almost exploded on the spot."
"Originally, I planned to make six for you. As I get older, my speed has slowed down, but my skills are definitely still there. Here, there are only five. You can use them sparingly. It should be enough."
He took the chopsticks handed over by Wu Zhihui, picked up a piece of barbecued pork rice roll, stuffed it into his mouth and started chewing: "It's very simple, just pull the tab and throw it out and it will explode. There is a three-second delay."
"Are you sure?"
Big D looked at the grenade in the box and asked subconsciously.
"rest assured."
Without even thinking about it, Uncle Jian patted his chest and said, "If it doesn't work, I, Jian, will jump off the building myself. Just kidding, how can my skills be any worse?" "Thank you!"
Wu Zhihui reached out to close the box and pulled out a check that had been filled out long ago: "Uncle Jian, please keep the money first. The car will be delivered within three days."
"let's go."
Uncle Jian concentrated on eating his breakfast: "Young man, please be careful, my grenade is very powerful."
After leaving Uncle Jian's place, Wu Zhihui took out a grenade and handed it to Big D: "Take it to the construction site and try it to see if it goes off."
"Ok."
Big D took the grenade and left. Half an hour later Big D called: "It can blow up, it can blow up, and the movement is not small. It attracted the police, and it was difficult to get over."
····
into the night.
At Baishawan Pier, the sea breeze blows the waves and hits the rocks on the shore. Ships pass through the sea from time to time.
Lian Haolong and others gathered on the pier. Wang Bao, whose lips were still wrapped in gauze, stood beside him, looking at the road behind him from time to time.
"Don't worry, just Wu Zhihui can't change the world."
Lian Haolong looked relaxed, glanced at the people around him, and talked eloquently: "My main force is here. In addition, I also rented a few speedboats. Even if Wu Zhihui arranges people, I can still deal with them."
He raised his hand and patted Wang Bao on the shoulder: "You are my brother. You have been wronged in order to help me expand the white powder market. Although things have changed a bit, you will definitely not suffer too much."
"Be patient for now. When my goods arrive, I will slowly take care of this Wu Zhihui."
"Ah."
Wang Bao looked at Lian Haolong, nodded and said nothing more.
After waiting 10 minutes.
A red Mercedes Benz drove over, turned off the coastal road, turned into the straight road of the pier, and drove into Baishawan Pier.
Wu Zhihui opened the door and got out of the car.
Behind.
Two brothers, Aji and Abu, dressed in white, followed behind him. The three of them walked over steadily and unhurriedly.
Seeing Wu Zhihui appear, Lian Haolong and Wang Bao turned around to look. Behind them, Luo Tianhong, Luo Dingfa, Lian Haodong and others turned around and moved towards Wu Zhihui and the others.
"Just three people?"
Lian Haolong was quite surprised. He looked behind him and confirmed that Wu Zhihui had brought two people over: "Brother Hui, you are very brave."
"What's the use of having more people? Besides, I, Wu Zhihui, am not very courageous. How can I ask you for money?"
Wu Zhihui chuckled and glanced at the people around him: "How is it? Are the banknotes I want ready?"
"of course."
Lian Haolong nodded noncommittally and gestured with his lips. Luo Dingfa placed the money box on the hood and opened it. It was full of banknotes.
"I've got the yacht ready."
Lian Haolong followed and said: "You can arrange for someone to go up and take a look. There is no one else except the driver of the boat."
"Well, the sincerity is there."
Wu Zhihui stepped towards the docked boat, and Aji and Abu stepped to follow.
Lian Haolong looked at Wu Zhihui, who ignored him at all, and looked at Wang Bao. Wang Bao took the money box, and the two of them walked over one after the other.
Luo Tianhong followed him with his arms folded and his Eight-sided Han Sword between his legs.
Lian Haolong is a little bit elusive about Wu Zhihui. He is not afraid at all with three people. Is he reckless or something? !
There were three people on Lian Haolong's side and three people on Wu Zhihui's side.
After a few people came on board, the boat sailed out directly, riding the wind and waves on the sea, and headed towards the high seas.
Yacht deck.
A copper pot was placed on a table that had been prepared long ago. The charcoal fire inside was already burning red, and the heat made the soup base boiling hot and rolling outwards.
Various hot pot dishes are placed around it.
"Yo."
Wu Zhihui chuckled, walked over, pulled out the stool, and sat down: "Brother Long is quite enthusiastic. Cooking on the high seas is an experience I have never had before."
Aji and Abu stood behind Wu Zhihui.
"Of course."
Lian Haolong and Wang Bao sat down opposite Wu Zhihui: "The sea breeze is so comfortable. It's good for us to have hot pot and talk about things together."
Luo Tianhong stood behind the two of them holding the Eight-sided Han Sword, but his eyes were fixed on Ah Ji who was opposite him and was wearing white clothes, staring at him with eagerness.
The sea breeze lifted up the blue bangs that fell in front of his forehead, and he looked directly at Aji. Aji's mouth was slightly raised, and he was also staring at Luo Tianhong with a trace of disdain.
"Come."
Lian Haolong pushed the poured white wine glass in front of Wu Zhihui: "Have a drink."
"Ah."
Wu Zhihui picked up his wine glass and clinked it with them: "Let's drink to our false friendship."
"Haha, Brother Hui is so funny."
Lian Haolong took a sip of wine: "This is the first time I met Brother Hui. You are much younger than I thought. You are tall and good-looking. You shouldn't belong to a club. I feel that a rich woman is more suitable for you. "
"Well, I think so too."
Wu Zhihui picked up the chopsticks, picked up the tripe in front of him and put it into the copper pot. After it was cooked, he blew the hot air and stuffed it into his mouth.
The perfectly blanched tripe was filled with red soup, and the crispy texture came back after one bite. He ate it with gusto, and then he said: "I think people with the body types of Brother Long and Brother Bao shouldn't join the club. The ones from the dock Moving is more suitable for two people, and they can make money and lose weight at the same time.”
"Snapped!"
Wang Bao slapped his hand on the table, but was stopped by Lian Haolong's eyes. He also picked up a piece of hairy belly and started rinsing it.
As the yacht continued to drive out, Lian Haolong and Wu Zhihui chatted about each other. It was not until the captain made an OK gesture to Lian Haolong in the cabin that Lian Haolong started talking about business:
"Brother Hui, the matter between you and my brother is actually just the same thing."
"You think you have lost face, but my brother doesn't know about it either. Everyone knows the truth anyway, so it's better to do this. It's our fault. We'll pay you 100 million and the matter will be over."
"What's wrong with you?"
Wu Zhihui raised his eyebrows, holding green vegetables and soaking them in the bottom of the pot: "Besides, I want 500 million. You brought 500 million, but you are only willing to give 100 million?"
"Just because I brought it doesn't mean I want to give it to you. Maybe it's just for you to see?"
Lian Haolong stared at Wu Zhihui, catching the changes in his expression: "One million is already a lot, and you have nothing to lose. Not only did you kill Feilong and take over the territory, but you also got 100 million more. My brother also lost his appearance. What did you do? It’s all earned.”
"That's not how the account is calculated."
Wu Zhihui chuckled and stuffed the green vegetables into his mouth: "If I, Wu Zhihui, were not tough enough, I could still be sitting here eating hot pot with you today? Isn't that true?"
"Wu Zhihui!"
Wang Bao threw away his chopsticks and slapped his hand on the table: "Don't be so shameless. Do you really think that I, Wang Bao, are afraid of you?!"
"Eh!"
Lian Haolong signaled Wang Bao not to speak, and looked at Wu Zhihui with a smile: "Okay, Brother Hui, tell me, what do you think?"
"I am a very contented person, and I speak the truth."
Wu Zhihui took the bowl and chopsticks and ate with gusto. He paused with the hand holding the chopsticks and looked at Lian Haolong: "If you say I want 500 million, I will give you 500 million."
He raised the corner of his mouth: "However, this is what I thought before, but I just heard what Brother Long said, and it seems that he is not willing to give me 500 million, right?"
Wu Zhihui pondered for a moment: "If that's the case, then this is fine."
"You will compensate me for the loss of 500 million yuan. In addition, if you have the guts to set up a table of Hetou wine to apologize to Brother Tian, set up a flowing banquet for a day and a night, and treat these brothers from the Xiangjiang Society to a delicious meal."
"It's such a happy decision."
"Hem home shovel!"
Wang Bao stood up from his seat, pointed at Wu Zhihui and cursed: "Do I have the guts to serve you Wu Zhihui a drink? What qualifications do you have to ask me to serve you a drink?"
Wu Zhihui ignored Wang Bao and enjoyed eating deliciously.
"Um?!"
Lian Haolong narrowed his eyes, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly felt murderous. He looked at Wu Zhihui who was eating happily: "Wu Zhihui, you can't think that you are the most powerful just because you are mixed up. That’s the one.”
He tapped his finger on the table hard: "Before you do something or say anything, you must carefully consider whether you have enough votes!"
"I'll give you 500 million, can you eat it? I'm going to put some wine on the table, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold it!"
Money, these things don't matter.
But it's different to have the first drink and a flowing banquet all day and night. By then, the entire Xiangjiang society will know about it, not to mention Wang Bao, and he won't even have to hang out with Haolong.
If you lose face, it will be difficult for you to do your own white powder business, and no one will dare to interfere.
Lian Haolong leaned forward and stared at Wu Zhihui: "Are you too crazy for doing this?"
"Ha ha."
Wu Zhihui glanced at Lian Haolong, picked up a spoon, scooped a ladle of red soup into a bowl, and blew on the hot air of the red soup: "This is how I, Wu Zhihui, do my business!"
"it is good."
Lian Haolong laughed angrily at Wu Zhihui's words and stared at Wu Zhihui for a while: "In this case, it seems that there is no need to talk today."
"Now that you have thought about it, I have an idea."
He picked up a piece of freshly cut beef and put it into the copper pot. The piece of meat made a "sizzling" sound when it was heated on the hot copper pot.
He stared at Wu Zhihui coldly: "Wu Zhihui, since we can't reach an agreement, have you ever thought about whether you can leave here today?!"
"Why can't I leave from here?"
Wu Zhihui put down his chopsticks, looked at Lian Haolong incredulously, and said lightly: "If you can leave, I can leave."
"haha, really?"
Lian Haolong took out the meat and said, "I don't think so." After saying that, he stuffed the beef into his mouth and started chewing it.
The yacht is parked on the high seas.
At this moment.
In the distance, several dazzling lights were shining towards the yacht, hitting Wu Zhihui and his party.
On the sea, several speedboats traveled quickly across the sea and rushed towards the yacht.
There were horse boys standing on the speedboat. Through the light, you could vaguely see the outline of the submachine gun in their hands, with the muzzle of the gun raised to the sky.
"Da da da"
A brief burst of fire, the harsh sound of gunfire resounded on the sea, and the tongues of flames spurted out moved quickly on the sea.
in the cabin.
The captain also came out immediately and lowered the yacht's landing ladder.
"call"
Lian Haolong swallowed the beef, took a long breath of hot breath, stared at Wu Zhihui and sneered: "What now?"
He spoke loudly and forcefully: "Come on, Wu Zhihui, repeat what you just said and say it to me again!"
Wu Zhihui turned his head and glanced at the speedboats on the sea that were quickly approaching the yacht. He turned back, took out a cigarette, lit it, took a sip, and exhaled faint blue smoke.
"Wu Zhihui!"
Lian Haolong looked at Wu Zhihui with a sneer: "What role do you think I am? I, Lian Haolong, only have so many people coming to Xiangjiang. I have a lot of support behind me!"
He showed disdain: "When I, Lian Haolong, was killing everyone with an AK in northern Myanmar, you didn't know where the hell you were. Street boy, I'm really making a fool of myself by calling you Brother Hui." Already?"
"What? Tian Yangsheng didn't tell you what I, Lian Haolong, am like?"
He tapped his fingers hard on the table: "If you are shameless, then you can bury it here! If you dare to hit my brother, your hands will be chopped off!"
"On the high seas, I am the king! I won't let you go, why do you leave? Why do you want to beat the two of them?!"
on the sea.
The speedboat stopped close to the yacht.
"Up, up, up!"
The gunman's voice sounded, and the sound of thin climbing could be heard.
"what"
Wu Zhihui blew out the smoke, looked at the impressive Lian Haolong, and showed the same expression as before: "I understand."
"It turns out that in Brother Long's eyes, you can walk sideways if you have a few guns in your hand?! What a coincidence, I brought a toy here today!"
He listened to the voice of the gunman who was about to board the deck over there, biting his cigarette butt and looking at Lian Haolong expressionlessly.
"Go!"
Wu Zhihui scolded, and the condensed ash fell on the table as he spoke.
Abu shook off his clothes and opened his jacket. The grenade hanging on the inner pocket was conspicuous.
Lian Haolong's expression was stunned and his eyes widened in disbelief.
Abu grabbed the grenade in his hand, pulled the tab directly, and threw it in that direction like a bowling ball.
"Dong dong...dong dong"
The grenade rolled quickly across the deck, and the crisp rolling sound suddenly stopped.
"boom!"
The grenade exploded directly on the landing ladder. In an instant, a huge fireball rose. The deck was instantly illuminated by the explosion's firelight. The shock wave spread in all directions, and the entire yacht trembled violently.
"what!"
A huge explosion accompanied by screams sounded on the sea.
"Ding"
There was a buzzing in my ears.
on the deck.
Even Wu Zhihui and his party, who were several meters away, were all indiscriminately affected by the huge shock wave in this explosion.
If he hadn't ducked down to avoid it in advance, he would have been thrown away.
Wang Bao's reaction was the slowest. He was caught off guard. Even though he was huge, he was directly pushed out by the huge impact. He rolled several times on the deck and hit the cabin behind. He was bleeding from his mouth and nose, and he was in an extremely embarrassed state.
"Hem home shovel!"
Lian Haolong looked over there in disbelief, his breathing quickening.
in sight.
Abra threw the second grenade. The grenade drew a parabola in the air and disappeared on the deck of the yacht.
"boom!"
The yacht rocked violently again.
The fire illuminated the sea, and screams rang out on the sea, followed by a series of explosions.
The remaining two speedboats drove away from the yacht at the fastest speed without any hesitation, keeping a safe distance.
Wu Zhihui stretched out his hand, and Abu handed him a grenade.
"I have this thing in my hand, do you think I have enough votes?!"
Wu Zhihui played with the grenade and looked at Lian Haolong coldly: "I told you when we boarded the ship, there are many people, is it useful?!"
"How many guns are you holding in your hand? Isn't it amazing? Come on, call your people up?!"
"Wu Zhihui!"
Lian Haolong shook his head in great embarrassment, stared at Wu Zhihui and growled: "I have many people, you only have a few grenades, and if you throw them away, they will be gone. Are you bigger than me?!"
"That"
Wu Zhihui stood up with a grenade in his hand and walked up to Lian Haolong: "Do you think this one in my hand is enough to kill you?!"
"Fall on the street!"
Even Haolong's breathing became heavier: "If you blow me up to death, you won't die?! I don't believe you dare to pinch me!"
"Well, that's it."
Wu Zhihui nodded in agreement, looked at Lian Haolong with a smile, and asked: "I am dead, why don't you die?!"
"you"
Lian Haolong suddenly became speechless and stared at Wu Zhihui with wide eyes.
"Gamble?"
Wu Zhihui pouted at Lian Haolong: "A bet or not?! I dare to come here with just two people. Am I afraid of you? Are you going to play the same trick as northern Myanmar with me? I can do it too."
He turned to look at the captain in the cabin: "What are you still doing? Waiting for death. Let's sail the ship and go back to the dock!"
The captain swallowed a mouthful of saliva, hurriedly started the yacht and began to return.
···
Baishawan Pier.
Lian Haodong and others gathered together, watching the yacht returning quickly in sight, and gathered around them one by one.
Behind.
The car horn honked.
Big D drove the car and led the team. The team drove towards this side with double flashes. A group of people got out of the car and stared at the loyal people with eager eyes.
Wu Zhihui and his party got off the yacht.
Lian Haodong and his group looked at the livid Lian Haolong, hesitated for a moment and then stepped out of the way.
"Lian Haolong."
Wu Zhihui stopped and turned back to look at Lian Haolong sideways: "I remember what happened tonight. From today on, let's play slowly."
"From today on, I, Wu Zhihui, will do nothing but watch you and beat brothers Lian Haolong and Wang Bao! I will not do business in the future, and I will only beat you, a street boy who sells white powder!"
"Fuck you, mad dog!"
Lian Haolong gritted his teeth fiercely, cursed in a low voice, and stared at Wu Zhihui for a long time: "Okay, I'll blame you."
"I'll give you the money! I'll arrange the drinks! You, I can't even Haolong if I don't provoke you, Wu Zhihui!"
Lian Haodong looked at the convoy leaving in double-dodge and came up to him: "Brother."
"Hem home shovel!"
Lian Haolong gritted his molar teeth and said coldly: "Underestimation, greatly underestimated Wu Zhihui, the Yan family shovel!"
on the road.
Wu Zhihui sat in the car, moved his arms, looked at Big D who was driving and cursed angrily:
"Big D, you street boy, didn't I ask you to try the grenade? Why the hell didn't you tell me that Uncle Jian added so much to the grenade!"
"Did you know that when the grenade exploded just now, I was damn near blown out!"
"exactly!"
Aji quickly nodded in agreement: "Big D on the street, I think you want to kill us and seize the position of the boss!"
have to say.
Wu Zhihui and others greatly underestimated the power of the grenades made by Uncle Jian. Who knows how much he added to them, the impact was too powerful.
"I said so!"
Big D drove the car and defended himself with great grievance: "I told you that the sound was so loud that it attracted all the gangsters."
"Go to the street and shut up!"
"Don't explain, explaining is covering up!"
Wu Zhihui and Aji began to despise him.
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