Hong Kong film: Cut off Ba Bi at the beginning to help Liang Kun calm down

On the other end of the phone, Ah Qin followed Gao Jin's instructions and asked the henchmen guarding Wang Bao's arms to transport the arms out of Tai Kok Tsui.

According to He Shichang, Wang Bao's batch of arms is worth hundreds of millions of Hong Kong dollars, and Zhou Wenjun certainly would not waste it.

An hour later, two cars, one in front and one behind, 'protecting' a truck drove into Tsim Sha Tsui Port.

After being swept by the West Kowloon Region a few days ago (to catch Han Chen's henchmen), this place has become even more desolate and dark. There is not even a dog, let alone people.

After entering Tsim Sha Tsui Port, the leading car used its "257" headlights to emit three long and two short signal lights.

Soon, Qiu Gangao brought Zhu Xuming, Mo Yiquan and Luo Jianhua to the side of the car.

"Are you the people sent by Brother Qin to pick us up?"

The Viper Gang henchman sitting in the driver's seat looked at Qiu Gangao and asked.

"Well, Brother Qin has prepared some midnight snacks for you. Let's unload the goods to the warehouse first, and then we can have a couple of drinks together later."

Although the smile on Qiu Gangao's face was a little unnatural, it was enough under the cover of night. Moreover, with Aqin, the white paper fan of the Viper Gang as a "guarantor", the Viper Gang's henchmen had no doubts at all and drove the car into a warehouse according to Qiu Gangao's instructions.

'哐~'

With a sound, the door of the truck compartment was opened.

“The goods are all here.”

The Viper Gang leader said to Qiu Gangao with a smile.

"Well, I'll go in and take a look. You call all the brothers and we'll go relax together later."

After hearing what Qiu Gangao said, the henchman showed an expression that all men understand.

Qiu Gangao was in the carriage, carefully looking at all the weapons, then walked out of the carriage, looked at the 10 Viper Gang henchmen in front of him, and asked with a smile: "Are all the brothers here?"

"Yes, everyone is here."

The leader of the Viper Gang replied with a smile.

"That's good!"

Qiu Gangao smiled slightly, then quickly pulled out a Scorpion submachine gun with a silencer from his clothes and fired wildly at the 10 Viper Gang members.

Zhu Xuming, Mo Yiquan and Luo Jianhua on the side also pulled out their Scorpion submachine guns and pulled the trigger just like Qiu Gangao.

In less than 10 seconds, the 10 Viper Gang thugs were beaten to pieces.

"Ah Quan, Ah Hua, clean this place up."

After "dealing with" these Viper Gang's henchmen, Qiu Gangao gave some instructions to Mo Yiquan and Luo Jianhua, then got on the truck and drove the truck loaded with arms out of the warehouse with Zhu Xuming.

An hour later, Cha Kwo Ling.

Qiu Gangao parked the truck in a remote open space.

As soon as he got off the car, Meng Gui and a few Indians came to Qiu Gangao.

"Ao, is this the batch of goods you told me about?"

The ghost pointed at the truck compartment and asked Qiu Gangao.

"Ah."

Qiu Gangao said lightly.

"Hey, let me take a look at the goods first."

The ghost couldn't wait to ask Ah San to open the carriage, and then walked in with a flashlight.

One minute later.

"Ao, this seems to be Wang Bao's stuff. Brother Jun, it won't be troublesome if he gets his stuff here, right?"

After the fierce ghost jumped out of the carriage, he walked to Qiu Gangao and whispered.

The underground arms market in Hong Kong Island is very transparent, so transparent that even a ghost could tell at a glance that the carriage was loaded with Wang Bao's goods.

"Wang Bao is already dead. I personally sent him to his death."

Qiu Gangao said lightly.

It's good that Qiu Gangao said this. Menggui's eyes lit up: "Ao, Jun Ge is making a big move this time. Does he really want to let me handle this batch of goods? Give me 10% profit for free?"

There was some excitement on Meng Gui's face. He just took a quick glance and knew that the cargo was worth at least 8000 million Hong Kong dollars. After so many years in the arms business, Meng Gui had never made a deal that made a net profit of at least million Hong Kong dollars, and he had no worries at all. It was simply a windfall.

"Ah."

Qiu Gangao nodded, and then he continued: "However, Brother Jun needs you to help him do something."

Zhou Wenjun did not have any channels to sell arms, so it was a good choice to hand over this batch of goods to Menggui and let him get rid of it as soon as possible. Moreover, Zhou Wenjun had more important things to do that needed Menggui's help.

For Zhou Wenjun, that incident was worth far more than 800 million Hong Kong dollars.

"Ao, just say it."

The fierce ghost replied without hesitation.

He got 800 million for free. Not only could he not do anything, but he would even recognize Zhou Wenjun as his godfather.

"Brother Jun asked you to keep an eye on the underground arms market in Hong Kong Island. If anyone buys large quantities of explosives and arms, go find out their details and then tell Brother Jun the news."

Qiu Gangao said lightly.

"It's just a small matter? No problem. There are only a few arms dealers in Hong Kong. I know everything."

At this point, the ghost paused for a moment, as if he had thought of something, and continued, "Don't mention it. Today, someone really wants to buy 50 kilograms of explosives. I don't know if he is going to blow up a bank to rob money or to blow up Stanley to save people..."

"Who is the person who bought the explosives?"

Qiu Gangao asked immediately.

"It seems that they are ronin mercenaries from Nanyang. We need to check the specific information. Ah Ao, you know our business. Customer information is very confidential."

The ghost said with a smile.

"Okay, I understand. You continue to pay attention to this kind of information and tell me immediately if there is any situation."

After hearing Meng Gui's words, Qiu Gangao's eyes moved slightly, and then he said lightly.

"Ok."

Then, Qiu Gangao took the explosive beads and drove away the truck, leaving Chaguoling. After Menggui found a buyer, Qiu Gangao would hand over the goods to Menggui, paying the money and delivering the goods.

After all, these goods are worth more than 8000 million Hong Kong dollars. If we give them to Meng Gui in advance, who knows if he will run away early.

"Go check the details of those Ronin mercenaries."

After watching the truck gradually disappear from his sight, Menggui gave instructions to Asan beside him.

"Okay, Brother Ghost."

Ah San spoke respectfully in a mix of Chinese and English.

Half an hour later, Qiu Gangao's truck stopped outside a warehouse in Mong Kok. After honking the horn three times, he took Zhu Xuming out of the car and walked into a telephone booth nearby.

Qiu Gangao picked up the phone, watched the people coming out of the warehouse, drove the truck into the warehouse, and dialed a number.

"Brother Jun, it's me. The goods have been arranged."

After the call was connected, Qiu Gangao spoke.

"Okay, Ao, thank you for your hard work."

Zhou Wenjun's voice came out from the receiver at 0.2.

"There is one more thing. The ghost just said..."

Qiu Gangao told Menggui what he had said about the Ronin mercenaries.

On the other end of the phone, Zhou Wenjun, who was originally leaning on the sofa, straightened his back instantly after hearing Qiu Gangao's words. After a moment's silence, he said, "Ao, contact Meng Gui immediately. He has a wide network of connections in Nanyang. Ask him to help me find a group of mercenaries. The more powerful they are, the more they must come to Hong Kong Island within two days. Tell him that as long as these two points can be met, money is not a problem."

"Okay, Jun."

Qiu Gangao spoke in response.

"Ah."

Zhou Wenjun said "hmm" and hung up the phone.

Buying 50 kilograms of explosives in one go, and they were Ronin mercenaries, Zhou Wenjun was basically certain that they must be Tian Yangsheng's gang.

At this time, a multiple-choice question was placed in front of Zhou Wenjun.

Does he want the 100 million US dollars, or does he want to support these people?

Zhou Wenjun is more greedy, his choice is to take them all! .

【102】Zhou Wenjun: Sir, I am in the rising stage of my career, please understand (4)

The next morning.

The film and television base where the crew of "Mr. Zombie" is located.

Zhou Wenjun was flipping through the account book in front of him that recorded the crew's expenses, while Chen Kefan, who was standing next to him, was like a primary school student listening to his teacher's lecture, standing obediently beside Zhou Wenjun.

"Afan, draw a complete set of clothes for zombies, 1 Hong Kong dollars?"

Zhou Wenjun suddenly looked up at Chen Kefan and asked.

"Manager Zhou, this is what's going on. We hired a makeup artist from TVB to do the zombie costume. The labor cost is very high, and we also used the best makeup materials as you requested, so it's a bit expensive. But don't worry, it's only more expensive the first time, and it will be much cheaper later."

Chen Kefan said cautiously.

After working at Jiahe Film Company for five years, Chen Kefan realized how keen the bosses of film companies were on cutting costs.

Zou Huaiwen of Jiahe is actually quite generous, while Shao Laosi of Radio Television Station is stingy to the extreme, with some props even older than the actors.

However, this time Chen Kefan misunderstood his boss's meaning.

"Director Chen, with such a good effect, a full set only costs 1 Hong Kong dollars, at least 5 Hong Kong dollars, and each scene must be redrawn once, this is the right way to do it. Do you understand what I mean?"

Zhou Wenjun looked at Chen Kefan and spoke slowly.

According to Chen Kefan's accounting method, Zhou Wenjun would not be able to launder any money.

If Zhou Wenjun's method was followed, it would cost 5 to shoot one scene, and 50 to shoot ten scenes. But in fact, Zhou Wenjun spent less than 2 Hong Kong dollars, and laundered 48 Hong Kong dollars in total.

This is because it is a costume drama, and there are traces to follow. If it is an explosion scene, Zhou Wenjun dares to ask Chen Kefan to quote 100 million Hong Kong dollars at a time. Anyway, everything will be blown up, and no one knows how much those things that exploded are worth.

"I understand, I understand, Manager Zhou, I completely understand what you mean."

After listening to Zhou Wenjun's words with a hint of profound meaning, Chen Kefan immediately understood what he meant based on Zhou Wenjun's identity.

"Well, remember, the cost of this movie cannot be less than 1000 million Hong Kong dollars."

Zhou Wenjun looked at Chen Kefan and said calmly.

"Okay, Manager Zhou, I'll make sure you're satisfied."

Chen Kefan smiled apologetically.

After telling Wan Chen Kefan to "spend more money", Zhou Wenjun came to the director on the set and carefully watched the scene in front of him.

This scene was about Uncle Jiu lifting Old Man Ren's coffin at the Ren family's ancestral tomb. Lin Jiu, dressed in a Taoist robe, performed very well, which made Zhou Wenjun very satisfied.

Ten minutes later.

"Click, passed!"

After the director finished shouting this, he immediately turned to Zhou Wenjun and said with a smile: "Manager Zhou, I'm sorry, I was just filming and couldn't greet you."

"Nothing, how's the progress of the filming?"

Zhou Wenjun asked with a smile.

"Except for the scenes with the female lead, the rest of the scenes are about 70 percent complete, mainly because the script given by the company is good and straightforward."

The director said with a smile.

"Can you please be straightforward? I'm just copying the movie for you."

Zhou Wenjun thought silently in his heart. At the same time, he turned his head and shouted, "Director Chen."

"Manager Zhou, what do you want me to do?"

Chen Kefan trotted up to Zhou Wenjun and asked with a smile.

"How's the search for the female lead going?"

Zhou Wenjun asked.