The evil forces roaming the heavens

Chapter 1955 How can you do business if you don't do it!
The rainy season is in full swing, and in the midst of a torrential downpour...
A black minivan arrived at a factory.

As Gao Jin got out of the car, he held an umbrella for Hong Wengang, not caring that most of his own clothes were soaked.

Following behind the two, the deaf-mute assassin warily watched both sides.

He was Hong Wengang's subordinate and one of his most important people.

The reason I brought it from Hong Kong Island this time is in case something unexpected happens.
After all, his factory had been almost completely destroyed, and he suspected that someone was secretly targeting him.

A group of people entered the factory and saw many iron cages, each containing a person being held captive.
Looking at the fact that the room was mostly filled with black slaves, Hong Wengang's expression became puzzled.

Because it's not from European channels, how did it become from Africa?

However, Zhang Cheng didn't care about these issues. After all, talent is talent, and black slaves are cheap.

Making money is all about profit. If he can increase revenue and reduce expenditure, Zhang Cheng doesn't care about anything else!
Sitting in his chair, Liu Huaqiang stood up with a broad smile and said, "This must be Hong Wengang, Boss Hong!"

Looking at Liu Huaqiang's outstretched hand, Hong Wengang hesitated for a moment, but still reached out and shook it tightly.

However, after they sat down, Hong Wengang immediately began disinfecting his hands, wiping them very clean.

Seeing this, Liu Huaqiang squinted and said, "Boss Hong thinks I'm dirty!"

"Excuse me, Mr. Liu, my boss has a heart condition, so he's very particular about cleanliness."

Gao Jin quickly spoke up to explain to Liu Huaqiang, fearing that the other party might suddenly lose his temper.
Because this time, Liu Huaqiang brought all the people Krieg.
A dozen or so burly Kriegs, carrying rifles, created an overwhelming sense of oppression.
"Ahem, I'm sorry. I'm feeling a bit weak. Let's get started as soon as possible!"

Covering his mouth and coughing, Hong Wengang looked at Liu Huaqiang in front of him.

Upon hearing Hong Wengang's words, Liu Huaqiang said, "How about this, I'll give you a price: one billion!"

"How many?"

Staring at Liu Huaqiang in shock, Hong Wengang's face was filled with disbelief and astonishment.
Because this billion yuan could buy so many "talents"! He's gone mad to spend so much money on a single channel!

"Mr. Liu, your price is too high! We cannot accept it!"

Seemingly sensing Hong Wengang's thoughts, Gao Jin immediately refused.

"If you can't even come up with a billion, what kind of business are you in?!"

He waved his hands in acknowledgment, his face showing a nonchalant expression, but he was clearly very nervous.
After all, the price of one billion wasn't his; it was Zhang Cheng's who said it!

Zhang Cheng originally planned to ask for 2 billion, but Liu Huaqiang didn't dare to say it!
“Mr. Liu, we’re here to do business. This price is more than enough for us to establish channels in Europe!”

Looking intently at Liu Huaqiang, Gao Jin quickly began to explain.

Looking at Gao Jin in front of him, Liu Huaqiang narrowed his eyes and said, "So how much can you come up with?"

"Cough cough cough, five hundred million!"

He coughed, covering his mouth, and then Hong Wengang raised his hand.
After listening to Hong Wengang's words, Liu Huaqiang narrowed his eyes and said, "That's too little. It should be at least 800 million, otherwise there's nothing to discuss!"

Looking at Liu Huaqiang seriously, Hong Wengang hesitated for a moment before saying, "Okay, eight hundred million! But it's Thai baht!"

"What the hell? Thai baht? Are you kidding me? Are you even Thai? And you're talking to me in Thai baht!"

Staring at Hong Wengang in shock, Liu Huaqiang almost jumped up in anger, because 800 million Thai baht was only a little over 170 million!
"Then what did you say?"

Looking at Liu Huaqiang in front of him, Hong Wengang couldn't help but ask,
"Of course it's RMB! We're all from the Far East!"

Liu Huaqiang spread his hands in greeting, and couldn't help but smile.
Upon hearing Liu Huaqiang's words, Hong Wengang immediately said, "Eight hundred million RMB? Impossible! I can't accept that price!"

"How about this, let's each compromise. Consider it me taking care of my fellow villager, HK$800 million! How about it!"

Looking intently at Hong Wengang, Liu Huaqiang banged on the table and said, "If you don't agree, then let's not talk about it!"

Hong Wengang stared silently at Liu Huaqiang, his expression darkening.
Because 800 million Hong Kong dollars is only 70 million less! What's the use of that! He's not a sucker!

After a heated exchange of words, Hong Wengang finally agreed to pay in RMB, but it was only 500 million!
Liu Huaqiang agreed, after all, Hong Wengang was a real scoundrel; unable to win an argument, he would send the mute man behind him to join the verbal sparring.
After all, he couldn't speak or hear, so Liu Huaqiang could only watch his lips move, which made him so angry that he wanted to hit him.

After the transaction was completed, Liu Huaqiang looked at the computer screen and saw that the money had been transferred, and said with a smile, "It's been a pleasure doing business with you!"

"Happy cooperation!"

They extended their hands and happily said goodbye.

Back in the car, Hong Wengang smiled and said, "Next, you'll be in charge of filtering the supplies from the distribution channels and helping me find the right people!"

"Got it, boss!"

Upon hearing Hong Wengang's words, Gao Jin immediately nodded.
However, just after the vehicle drove away, Gao Jin, a martial artist, couldn't help but frown. A strange sense of crisis pressed down on his heart, making him feel that something was very wrong.
"Crash!"

In the torrential rain, a man wearing a Tang Monk-style headdress walked into the middle of the road, getting soaked.

Then, pointing the anti-tank gun at the convoy ahead, he exclaimed, "Surprise!"

As he pulled the trigger, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but smile.

"call out!"

The rocket-propelled grenade struck, sending the car in front of it flying into the air.

"boom!"

The car exploded in mid-air, turning into a fireball that landed on the ground.
Unable to dodge in time, Hong Wengang's car crashed directly into it, making a loud noise.

The driver quickly stopped the car and looked at Hong Wengang with concern.
"Crack!"

He quickly got out of the car, and the deaf-mute assassin glanced at Gao Jin, then nodded to him.
He rushed out, dagger in hand, while he strode forward.
"Boss, are you okay?"

Looking at Hong Wengang, Gao Jin became worried.

"No, it's okay!"

Suppressing his discomfort, Hong Wengang gritted his teeth and said, "Go kill that bastard!"

"Yes, boss!"

Upon hearing Hong Wengang's words, Gao Jin quickly got out of the car.
But upon seeing the deaf-mute assassin wielding a dagger fighting the man wearing a Tang Monk doll headdress, he immediately rushed forward.
Gripping his triangular bayonet tightly, Zhang Cheng looked at the assassin before him with a mocking expression, then pierced his shoulder.

"what!"

Despite the excruciating pain, the assassin swung his hand back to stab Zhang Cheng in the neck.

"Clang!"

With a crisp sound, the deaf-mute assassin stared at Zhang Cheng in disbelief.

"Horizontal Training - Thirteen Protectors!"

With a light laugh, Zhang Cheng twirled his triangular military dagger and suddenly pulled it out.
With a backhand slash of his triangular bayonet across the other man's neck, Zhang Cheng stepped forward in the rain, a broad smile on his face as he looked at Gao Jin.

"Who are you!"

Looking coldly at Zhang Cheng, Gao Jin spoke seriously, though his hands were already clenched into fists.
Without saying much, Zhang Cheng rushed forward, concealed his triangular bayonet, and threw a powerful punch.

"Oh!"

With his hands raised in front of him, Gao Jin was knocked back several steps by a punch before feeling a sharp pain in his arms.
"Keep your wits about you! Hong Fist?"

Seeing Zhang Cheng assume a Hung Kuen stance, Gao Jin immediately became serious.

Just as the two were locked in a fierce battle, Gao Jin roared, "Boss, run!"

After getting out of the car, Hong Wengang saw Gao Jin being overpowered and unable to fight back, and then he shakily ran away into the distance.

Looking at Gao Jin in front of him, Zhang Cheng lowered his voice and said in English, "I only want his life. You don't have to die!"

"Wow!"

Loosening his tie and taking off his suit jacket, Gao Jin said with a serious expression, "If you want to kill my boss, you'll have to kill me first!"

Upon hearing Gao Jin's words, Zhang Cheng remained silent, but instead stepped forward.
Hung Kuen is powerful and aggressive, with wide, sweeping movements. When paired with Baguazhang's hidden killing intent, the two are evenly matched.
Unfortunately, Zhang Cheng is far from being "human" in every aspect!
Hit repeatedly in the chest and face, Gao Jin staggered backward, spitting blood, and finally collapsed to the ground.

However, just as Zhang Cheng was about to pass by him, Gao Jin grabbed his leg tightly with both hands.
Looking down at Gao Jin, Zhang Cheng fell silent, for this guy was indeed stubborn!
"Duang!"

A dull thud sounded, and Gao Jin's eyes immediately rolled back.

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Krieg, holding an entrenching tool, stared at him with curiosity, as if asking, "What are you doing?"

Seeing Krieg bring Hong Wengang back, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but say, "I didn't expect him to fight so hard! He was almost beaten to a pulp, and he still tried to stop me!"

Holding up the entrenching tool in his hand, Krieg gestured to Zhang Cheng, as if asking, "Don't you know how to use this?"

In the torrential rain, Zhang Cheng remained silent for a moment, then took off the bob haircut.

When the handsome face appeared, Hong Wengang's eyes widened in horror, because he had seen Zhang Cheng's file.

"If you're going to do business, how can you not do it? So, taking you down is also a form of business!"

Looking at Hong Wengang, Zhang Cheng brought his five fingers together and pierced through his chest.

"Crack!"

Zhang Cheng crushed the object in his hand and stared coldly at Hong Wengang.

(End of this chapter)