Living in the Hong Kong Film World

Chapter 669 Scapegoat

After arranging Qiangzi and Huanhuan to sleep respectively, Feinan dressed neatly, went out again, and walked around to the back alley of Huizhong Hotel, where Chen Zhen had been waiting for a long time.

"Brother Nan."

Seeing Fei Nan approaching, Chen Zhen stood up and called out.

"How? Are they all arranged?"

Coming closer, Feinan asked with a smile.

Chen Zhen nodded: "It's been arranged, it's just..."

"Don't tell me, as long as you know."

Feinan interrupted him by raising his hand, and asked, "How is your health?"

"It's much better! Luck doesn't hurt, and the wound is almost healed."

Chen Zhenliang took a look at the scar on his arm. It was true that the scar had scabbed over, and it was about to heal.

It was because he took the medicine Feinan gave him.

People in the martial arts world must use medicine for bruises, each family has different formulas, and the effect is also different.

This is an untold secret, so Chen Zhen is also very knowledgeable, and he didn't ask more questions.

"That's good."

Feinan nodded, and said seriously, "I let you stay because I have something to do for you."

"Brother Nan, tell me, are you dealing with the Neon Army?"

Chen Zhen also became serious.

"No, don't get in touch with the Neon Army for the time being. Bullets don't have eyes. I can't guarantee that you won't be injured. It's something else."

Feinan said in a low voice, "I want you to help me find two people."

"who?"

"It's two gangsters, one is skinny and the other is fat."

Chen Zhen was still waiting for Feinan to continue, but it took him a while to realize that he had finished.

"That's all? Nothing else?"

Chen Zhen's eyes widened: "There are gangsters like this all over the street! What's their name?"

"No name."

"No name?"

Chen Zhen had a hard time: "It's hard to find!"

"Nonsense, if I had a name, I would have found it myself, why should I look for you?"

Feinan added: "By the way, there is another piece of information. That skinny one knows a palm technique called Tathagata Palm."

"Buddha's Palm?"

Chen Zhen wondered, "Have you never heard of this kind of palm technique? Shaolin has Prajna palm and Thousand-hand Tathagata palm, but there is no Tathagata palm either?"

"Anyway, that's what he knows, so you can search according to this. If you can't find it in the city, you can go to a place called Pigpen Walled City and look for it in the suburbs."

This location is more specific, Chen Zhen nodded and agreed: "Okay, I understand."

"Well, if you find them, bring them to see me as soon as possible."

After exhorting again, the two parted ways in tacit agreement.

Back in the room, Feinan took out the white paper and drawing tools brought back from Mr. Sun, and spread the white paper on the table.

Looking at the white paper, he hesitated.

Is it really good to get this killer more than 20 years in advance?
He didn't know, but for sure, it would kill a lot of people, but it would also save a lot of people.

Taking a deep breath and exhaling slowly, he called up the question-and-answer interface and entered the question: How to draw a complete set of design drawings for the 1947-style Kalashnikov assault rifle?
……

"Ali, you are here, come, sit down."

When Feng Jingyao saw Ding Li enter the door, he warmly stood up to greet him.

"Mr. Feng."

Ding Li came forward to say hello and sat down on the sofa.

He was quite puzzled, this was the first time that Feng Jingyao bypassed Xu Wenqiang and asked him to meet alone, this had never happened before.

"Mr. Feng, do you have anything to do with me?"

Ding Li couldn't hide something in his heart, so he took the initiative to ask after he sat down.

"Hehe, there is indeed something..."

Feng Jingyao pretended to hesitate, reached out to pick up the kettle, and poured a cup of tea for Ding Li: "Take a sip of tea first."

Ding Li hurriedly picked up the water glass, took a sip of the water, put it back on the table, and asked, "Mr. Feng, if you need anything, just tell me! If I can help, I will."

"That's good."

Feng Jingyao put down the teapot, pondered and asked: "Do you remember last month, I arranged for you to go to those nine theaters to grab copies of the movie?"

"remember."

Ding Li nodded: "But we didn't succeed, and you made Mr. Feng spend so much money to release the brother on bail. I really feel sorry for Mr. Feng's trust."

"It's okay, it's just some external things. If you do things for me, of course I will help you."

Feng Jingyao bowed to the book indifferently.

Hearing how familiar he was, Ding Li rubbed his knees a few times in embarrassment.

Without Xu Wenqiang present, he always felt unable to straighten up when he was talking to Feng Jingyao.

Feng Jingyao asked him, "You know about the parade a few days ago, and the follow-up board of directors, right?"

"know."

Ding Li nodded: "I heard that the Neon people didn't like that movie very much, they sent people to destroy the place, and even burned a lot of copies. But didn't the Neon directors on the board of directors promise to compensate those cinemas for their losses?"

"Do you think the Neon people will really pay?"

Feng Jingyao asked him back: "The Nihong Army Headquarters is there, who would dare to ask for those cinema owners?"

"This……"

Ding Li hesitated.

yes!With the virtue of the Neon people, I'm afraid it's not easy to get this account!

Seeing him pondering, Feng Jingyao continued to guide: "Those theater owners dare not trouble the Neon Army, but no one has made up for the loss. Who do you think they will blame?"

Ding Li was taken aback for a moment, then understood.

They were the only ones who smashed theaters and snatched copies, except for the Neon Army. Those theater bosses couldn't afford to mess with the Neon people, so they had to find them.

"They came for you?"

Ding Li tensed his sitting posture.

Nodding his head, Feng Jingyao sighed and said, "Not only them, but also the Fist of Fury. They want me to hand over the culprit of the last operation and compensate them for their losses. They will ask for 500 million oceans."

"Five... 500 million oceans?!"

Ding Li almost bit his tongue, he was just dreaming, never dreamed of so much money.

"You also know that last time more than half of our brothers were arrested in the patrol room. I spent a lot of money to keep you out. Where can I get so much money?"

Feng Jingyao deliberately used the word you, and as expected, Ding Li's sitting posture immediately became stiff.

He was a little embarrassed and restless.

Feng Jingyao didn't specifically mention it, but he couldn't help but think, if it wasn't because they hadn't beaten the ambushes of Jingwumen, how could they have brought out a series of troubles later?This matter is inseparable from their incompetence.

Seeing that he started to sweat on his forehead, Feng Jingyao knew in his heart that he had already fallen into the trap.

Ding Li is a little naive. If Xu Wenqiang was here, he would definitely not have fallen into the trap so easily.

After coughing lightly, Feng Jingyao continued: "They want me to hand over the mastermind of the last operation, otherwise they will immediately destroy the company's business, so I have no choice but to find you to discuss countermeasures."

Ding Li's expression was a little ugly. He understood Feng Jingyao's meaning, and after a moment of silence, he asked, "Mr. Feng wants...to let me be the scapegoat?"

"Do not."

Feng Jingyao shook his head without thinking, and said seriously: "I plan to let Ah Qiang come forward, but I'm afraid he won't agree, so I want you to help me persuade him."

"no!"

Ding Li didn't even think about it, stood up abruptly, and sternly refused.

(End of this chapter)