Chapter 184 There are more people than me? More money than me? You have more bullet holes than me! (
Chai Wan.
It is located at the eastern end of Hong Kong Island, surrounded by mountains on three sides and with abundant water resources. It was named Chai Wan because it is rich in timber.
At this time, there were more than a dozen cars parked outside the fishing village near Tai Tam Road in Chai Wan. They were neatly lined up on the roadside, as if they were quietly waiting for something.
At this time, in a silver Rolls-Royce in the middle of the motorcade, Zheng Jirong was wearing a black coat. He stretched out the car window with his right hand wearing a leather glove and gently knocked on the car body, looking through the window not far away. His eyes were deep and calm in the empty village where the villagers had already moved away.
In the past two days, in order to choose a trading location, he had several phone calls with the Eight-faced Buddha. The place he chose at first was Tseung Kwan O. The land there has not been developed much yet, and it is not much different from a wasteland. He did some gray trading in the desert. It couldn't be more appropriate.
But the guy from the Eight-faced Buddha said that Tseung Kwan O was too close to Yau Tsim Mong, and asked him if he wanted to take advantage of others by choosing Tseung Kwan O?
Damn it, even if you choose to go to Shenzhen Town, wouldn’t you say a word if I want to eat you?
After rejecting Zheng Jirong's suggestion, the Eight-faced Buddha proposed to choose the location in Tin Shui Wai. He meant that there was a mixture of fish and dragons and a smoky atmosphere. Like Sham Shui Po, it was a place that the Royal Police paid the least attention to. There was no need to worry about the banknotes when trading there.
This is true. Tin Shui Wai is indeed poor and poor, but that place is adjacent to Tuen Mun on the left and Yuen Long on the right. The old guy's abacus is almost falling off Zheng Jirong's face.
How could he possibly agree to such a rude request? If he was worried, he might as well go to the walled city!
Neither Kowloon, the center of Zheng Jirong's power, nor the New Territories, Hongxing Dongxing's base, could be chosen. The only remaining choice was Hong Kong Island.
The dilapidated fishing village not far away is where they traded the crown this time.
After a while, two figures walked out of the fishing village, brothers Wu Liushou and Wen Tailai. They walked to Zheng Jirong's car, leaned over and said: "After searching around, I didn't see a single person, so there shouldn't be any ambush. "
Zheng Jirong said expressionlessly when he heard this: "In other words, they haven't come yet, so I arrived early this time?"
"Forehead"
The two brothers looked at each other blankly, then nodded and said, "It seems so, Brother Rong."
Grass!
Zheng Jirong got out of the car and cursed secretly. Who in the world doesn't know that he has no habit of arriving early in Guanxi!
Amiao who was beside him coughed twice and said with relief: "It's okay, Brother Rong, they won't get out alive anyway, there's no need for us to vent our anger on the dead."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Amiao, you are going to be your father, why are you so angry?"
"No, Brother Rong, they are DU dealers, there is nothing to sympathize with."
"That's right. Okay, I'll kill a few more when the time comes, so that the child in your wife's belly can accumulate some evil virtue."
After telling Wu Liushou and Wen Tailai not to snatch Amiao's heads when the time comes, Zheng Jirong was about to enter the village when he suddenly found that Tiedan, who had come with them, was staring blankly at the village in front of him, with cold sweat even dripping from his forehead!
Snapped!
Zheng Jirong raised his hand and slapped his shiny head.
"Why are you so dazed?"
Tie Dan tightened his lips and said without looking back:
"I have an ominous feeling! It's too quiet!"
Zheng Jirong glanced at the deserted village, "Everyone in the village has moved away, so of course it's quiet."
"Brother Rong, why don't we change the location? This place looks eerie, I'm afraid."
"have what?!!"
Zheng Jirong glared at Tie Dan fiercely, "Are you afraid of ghosts?"
"I'd rather believe it."
Seeing Tie Dan rubbing his head in explanation, Zheng Jirong said disdainfully: "Don't say there are no ghosts in this world. Even if there are, they should be afraid of us."
"Afraid of us? Why?"
"Yes, Brother Rong, why are ghosts afraid of us?"
Zheng Jirong pointed at Tiedan, Wu Liushou and others, then pointed at himself and said, "What ghosts are most afraid of are evil people and butchers. You are evil people, and I have been a butcher for so many years. What good are ghosts?" Scared?!"
After listening to his explanation, Tie Dan slapped his thigh and nodded in agreement: "You're right, boss. I almost forgot that I'm not a good person."
Zheng Jirong glanced at Tiedan with disgust. This guy always talked nonsense. If he wasn't loyal enough, he would have sent this kid to the community to work as a security guard.
It was now more than ten kilometers away from them.
The Eight-faced Buddha looked at Jiang Tiansheng, who looked a little unhappy, and patiently explained: "Mr. Jiang, don't mind, I trust you very much, but the Interpol has been watching me very closely recently, so my Not to mention you, even Sarit and the others don’t know about the itinerary.”
Hearing this, Jiang Tiansheng smiled and said: "I understand, the situation is special and I can understand it. Now that we are determined to fall out with Zhen Guanxi, shouldn't we go to the location in advance and ambush it, okay?"
"Hahaha", the Eight-faced Buddha chuckled and shook his head: "Does the person whom I, the Eight-faced Buddha, want to kill still need to ambush? Does Mr. Jiang underestimate me too much?"
".I said the wrong thing."
After a while, while peeing, Jiang Tiansheng and his brother Ji, who he had specially brought, whispered: "The Eight-faced Buddha is too much this time. I think there is a high probability that he will fall here tonight. "
"ah?"
When Brother Ji heard this, he immediately panicked and said anxiously: "Then if we follow him, aren't we going to die? Otherwise, let's find an opportunity and run away!"
After saying that, he cut off the urine and zipped it up, ready to run away.
"Where do you want to run?!"
Jiang Tiansheng grabbed his arm and said in a deep voice: "Since the Eight-faced Buddha is so confident, it means that his people must have been covered for miles around. If you run now, you will die faster!"
"It's full of his people? Then there's nothing to worry about." After hearing this, Brother Ji breathed a sigh of relief, unzipped the zipper again, and started pouring water.
"You don't understand." Jiang Tiansheng shook his head and said solemnly: "Every time this guy from Zhen Guanxi is threatened, he always has a way to counterattack. This time he dares to show that he will definitely win. grasp."
"ah?"
Hearing this, Ji Ge pinched off the urine again, and after raising his pants in a panic, he hurriedly said: "Then you will die if you go, and you will die if you don't go?!"
"call"
After Mr. Jiang took a long breath, he turned to look at Brother Ji, "Aji, do you know why I didn't bring Han Bin with me this time but I brought you with me?"
"Mr. Jiang, didn't you say that I, Aji, can speak? Let me praise him in front of the Eight-faced Buddha."
"Yes, but this is just one of the reasons. There is a more important reason."
After speaking, Mr. Jiang took out a gun from his arms and handed it to Brother Ji. Under his surprised eyes, he explained: "Aji, you are notoriously timid in the world. When the time comes to trade, you Follow me, and when we get close to Zhen Guanxi, don't worry about anything and just shoot him!"
"I?"
After hearing this, Brother Ji couldn't help but shrink his neck and widen his eyes. Are you asking me to kill Zhen Guanxi?
"Yes, it's you!"
Jiang Tiansheng came closer to him and said harshly: "When the Guanxi campaign comes, all the attention will be on the Eight-faced Buddha and me. It's impossible to notice you, who is usually the most timid and afraid of death. This is the best opportunity!"
Seeing that Brother Ji was still hesitating, he immediately softened his tone and said sincerely: "Aji, Brother Ji! Back then, my father Jiang Zhen told me that no one of the elders in the club could believe it, but you, Brother Ji, could not believe it at all. Unreserved trust!”
"You helped my father conquer Hongxing's world back then. Please help me again for Hongxing this time!"
"As long as Zhen Guanxi dies, Hongxing can definitely break into Kowloon."
"When the time comes, I will make the decision, Hongxing's double leader! I am the leader, and so are you!"
"What a rare opportunity!"
Brother Ji looked at the ferocious-looking Jiang Tiansheng in front of him, sighed and nodded: "I know Tiansheng, I promise you this, don't worry, I will help you settle Guanxi."
Seeing that he finally agreed, Jiang Tiansheng patted him on the shoulder and encouraged him: "We only have one head in the town of Guanxi. If you get shot, you will die. Don't think too much. Just shoot when you get close.
After tonight's matter is settled, tomorrow our uncle and nephew will go fishing together to relax. "
A stiff smile appeared on Brother Ji's face, "Mr. Jiang, please get in the car first. I will come up later."
"Is there a problem?"
Jiang Tiansheng couldn't help but grab Brother Ji's arm when he heard this, "Of course we came out together and we must go back together."
"No, I haven't finished peeing yet."
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In the fishing village.
Tie Dan and others carefully looked at Zheng Jirong, who was sitting on a Taishi chair and playing with a lighter in his hand.
"that."
Tie Dan, who had always been stubborn, smiled at Zheng Jirong and said, "Brother Rong, is this chair comfortable? I searched for it in the village for a long time before I found it."
Zheng Jirong looked at him sideways and said expressionlessly: "Really, why don't you come and sit for half an hour and give it a try?"
"Damn it! It's all the fault of that bastard Eight-faced Buddha. When this guy comes, I will chop him a few more times for you, Brother Rong, and then use his head as a toilet!"
"Let me do it when you're done!"
"When you're done, bring it over and I'll do it again!"
Just when Tiedan and Wu Liushou were discussing how many more times they would have to pull the boat, there was an engine sound outside the fishing village, and the phone in A Miao's hand suddenly rang.
After he took it, he leaned over and said, "Brother Rong, they are here. The boy at the intersection said there are twelve cars in total."
"Yeah", Zheng Jirong nodded, looked at Tiedan and others and said calmly: "Don't forget what you just said, clean it up for me when the time comes!"
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After a while, Zheng Jirong saw the Eight-faced Buddha and others walking toward him.
He crossed his legs and glanced casually. There were quite a few acquaintances. In addition to his two children, even Jiang Tiansheng and Brother Ji from Hongxing were here. Wait, Brother Ji?
Zheng Jirong touched his chin in surprise. It felt a bit inconsistent to have a gay man sneak into such a scene.
After walking more than ten meters away from them, the Eight-faced Buddha saw Zheng Jirong sitting motionless on the chair. He frowned with some displeasure. He leaned on a crutch with one hand and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Zheng, we are here. .”
Hearing this, Zheng Jirong raised his head and looked up and down at the Eight-faced Buddha with an artist's haircut and glasses. He touched his chin and chuckled, "Are you the Eight-faced Buddha?"
"Zhen Guanxi! You bastard, talk to my father with respect!"
"Go to NM Thai guy, if you scream again, believe it or not, I will use your head as a toilet!"
"Eh", Zheng Jirong raised his hand to stop Tie Dan, who was about to draw his gun, and shook his head at him: "Tie Dan, it's your fault, he's not good at swearing, he lacks education, you can't learn from him, what kind of bastard is he? ?”
"you!!!"
The Eight-faced Buddha pressed Sha Li's shoulders, looked at Zheng Jirong and said coldly: "Mr. Zheng, what do you mean by this?"
"Hahaha, just kidding, don't mind it, old man."
Zheng Jirong clapped his hands with laughter, leaned on the chair, stretched out his hands and said with a smile: "Let's talk about business."
The Eight-faced Buddha looked at the gloved hand in front of him, but did not reach out to hold it. He took a deep breath and asked Zheng Jirong: "I have brought all the contracts and real estate. Where is the crown?"
"Really? Why didn't I see it?"
Zheng Jirong spread his hands, smiled at the Eight-faced Buddha and asked, "You don't want to take advantage of others, do you?"
The Eight-faced Buddha looked deeply at the man in front of him and said, "Mina, give him the things."
Mina, who was wearing a tight leather jacket next to him, nodded, took out a thick document from the backpack behind her and handed it to Zheng Jirong.
"The most important thing for me when doing business is integrity. My name has even been signed on the contract. I believe you have brought a lawyer here. You can ask him to check the authenticity of the document."
Zheng Jirong didn't even look at the woman, and raised his hand to beckon. Several real estate lawyers hired by Huasheng Company with large sums of money came out from behind the crowd tremblingly. They took the documents in Mina's hand and looked through them carefully. Study it.
After Mina took a deep look at the man in front of her, she calmly retreated to the end of the line.
After a while, a lawyer leaned over Zheng Jirong and whispered a few words. Zheng Jirong nodded, stood up and laughed: "As expected of the Eight-faced Buddha, you are so heroic. Since you are so cheerful, I won't hang on you." is you."
After saying that, he clapped his hands, and Amiao took out the crown from the backpack behind him and put it in Zheng Jirong's hand.
When the Eight-faced Buddha and others saw this, they couldn't help but take a few steps forward. When they were only a few meters away from Zheng Jirong, Jiang Tiansheng secretly glanced at Brother Ji beside him, only to find that the old boy didn't react at all and ignored him. The look in his eyes.
Grass!
At this time, the Eight-faced Buddha and others did not notice Jiang Tiansheng's abnormality. He looked at the luxurious and noble crown in front of him under the moonlight and couldn't help but nodded and exclaimed: "It is indeed a country's treasure handed down from generation to generation. If this thing can be If it is auctioned, the price will be sky-high.”
After he finished speaking, he was ready to hold the crown in his hands.
"etc!"
Zheng Jirong took back the crown, frowned and looked at the Eight-faced Buddha and said, "I'll just show you. Do you really dare to ask for it?"
"Look?" The Eight-faced Buddha's face suddenly turned cold. He pointed at the man on the chair and asked, "Zhen Guanxi, what do you mean by this? Are you not here to discuss business?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the dozens of men he brought quickly took out submachine guns and pistols from their waist pockets, and pointed the black muzzles at Zheng Jirong. Tie Dan and others behind Zheng Jirong also immediately drew out their guns, and the two gangs People were confronting each other like this, the situation was tense, and the situation was about to break out!
"Haha...hahahaha, talking about business? You, a DU dealer, are talking about business with me?!"
Facing the dozens of guns in front of him, Zheng Jirong pointed at the Eight-faced Buddha without changing his expression and said with a smile: "Do you know who are the people on Hong Kong Island who can do business with me in Guanxi? Talk to me, you are worthy. ?"
The Eight-faced Buddha nodded expressionlessly and said slowly: "Okay, since we don't want to talk about business, let's talk about life and death."
"Okay," Zheng Jirong stared at him with a half-smile and asked, "Tell me, how do you want to die?"
After the Eight-faced Buddha sighed softly, he turned around and walked back slowly with a cane. As he walked, he said: "To be honest, I admire your confidence. You, a butcher who came from a rough background, can reach where you are now step by step. It is indeed not simple, but your vision still limits you. You don’t really think that if you can kill a few gangsters, you can also kill me, the Eight-faced Buddha, do you?”
He turned his head and glanced at Zheng Jirong, who was smiling silently in front of him, snorted coldly and continued: "People on Hong Kong Island say that you have more people and money in Guanxi, and you are the most powerful society boss."
"It's a pity that if we really talk about people and money, you are still far behind me."
Zheng Jirong lit a cigar, took a deep breath, and asked calmly: "It seems that you have convinced me."
"It's not that I didn't give you a chance!"
The Eight-faced Buddha pointed at Zheng Jirong and said solemnly: "When you first entered Tsim Sha Tsui, I sent someone to contact you. That was the first time you rejected me."
"Some time ago, I wanted to trade flour with you for the crown, but you still rejected me."
"I tell you no one can refuse me three times. If so, it must be a dead person!"
"listen."
The Eight-faced Buddha raised his hand and pointed at the sky, and continued: "Did you hear any sound? It was the sound of a helicopter, a helicopter with a Gatling Vulcan cannon hanging."
Just as the roar of the helicopter in the sky was getting closer, the Eight-faced Buddha pointed to the outside of the village and continued: "There are hundreds of gunmen outside who will arrive soon to fight with me? Why do you, a gangster from Hong Kong Island, follow me? fight!"
After hearing this, Zheng Jirong shrugged and asked him, "So there's nothing to talk about?"
The Eight-faced Buddha looked at the man who was pretending to be calm on the chair and snorted coldly:
"What do you think?"
At this time, he had retreated to the end of the team. He turned his head and glanced at Zheng Jirong with disdain, then calmly walked out of the village surrounded by his children. Except for Jiang Tiansheng and Aji, the rest of the group who had just stayed behind were Everyone is a dead soldier he trained in Jinshanjiao. This place will be swept away by machine guns soon, and no one left behind will survive!
But after walking a few steps, he didn't hear any gunshots from behind. The Eight-faced Buddha turned his head strangely and asked:
"You won't stop me?"
Zheng Jirong glanced at the cigar in his hand and said calmly: "You can't get out."
"Haha, let's wait and see."
At this time, the helicopter was already hovering above Zheng Jirong and others. The huge roar was deafening, and the strong airflow instantly suppressed the entire audience.
When Jiang Tiansheng and Ji Ge saw this, they no longer cared about killing Guanxi. The two of them hurriedly ran towards the entrance of the village. After Zheng Jirong glanced at them, he ignored them and looked coldly at dozens of people a dozen meters away. A Thai guy with a gun.
At this moment, the super sense suddenly sent a warning!
"Get down!"
Zheng Jirong yelled at A Miao and others. The moment they lay down, the helicopter seemed to have seen the signal. The Vulcan cannon at the hatch suddenly turned, and the bullets quickly shot towards the Thai guys in front of them, with intensive firepower. Their bodies were torn apart in an instant, and after a few breaths, the group of dead soldiers who were about to shoot and exchange with them were already corpses.
At this time, the rotating machine gun on the helicopter also stopped, and Zheng Jirong gave a thumbs up to Ling Lingqi, who was about to light a cigarette with the barrel of the gun.
This position can only be given to the person you trust most.
The Eight-faced Buddha and others who were about to reach the village entrance were dumbfounded. He looked at the man in a white suit on the helicopter and frowned: "Who is this person?"
Sha Li and others shook their heads, "I haven't seen him before. He must be the helper he hired. Damn it, how did he know the location of our helicopter?!"
The Eight-faced Buddha took a heavy breath and walked quickly towards the outside of the village. As he walked, he said: "Call the people outside. They should have arrived. Let them come in now!"
Just here, a cold voice came from the entrance of the village, "No need to fight the Thai guys, your gang of gunmen in Hong Kong Island were all killed by us on the way here!"
"you."
The Eight-faced Buddha looked at Ah Yi who was blocking the entrance of the village in shock. At this time, Zheng Jirong's men were already standing outside the fishing village. At a glance, there were no less than a few hundred people.
"Hahaha"
Zheng Jirong was behind the Eight-faced Buddha, clapping his hands and laughing as he walked: "You look really ugly now. I still like your unruly look at the beginning."
The Eight-faced Buddha couldn't help but clenched the crutch in his hand. He looked at Zheng Jirong and asked, "How did you know the location of my helicopter and the route the gunmen took?"
"Haha", Zheng Jirong chuckled and shook his head. After approaching the Eight-faced Buddha, he lowered his head and said, "Yesterday at 2:20 pm you disembarked from the fishing port in Yuen Long, and at 4 o'clock you checked into the golden hotel in Happy Valley. On the top floor of Block B of Le Apartment, you met with Wan Chai Tiger Chen Yaoxing at five o'clock. At seven o'clock, you asked your subordinates to pack you a table of food and wine at Le Yu Restaurant, including steamed Eastern Star Spot and braised Tianjiu Wings."
"You have a traitor under my command?!"
Looking at the increasingly ugly Eight-faced Buddha, Zheng Jirong patted his face with pity, then raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Your vision has restricted you."
The Eight-faced Buddha took a deep breath, was silent for a while, and then accepted his fate and said, "Make an offer. How much will it cost to let me go?"
"Let you go?"
Zheng Jirong spread his hands and said in confusion: "What are you doing in such a hurry? I haven't had enough fun yet."
"I lost this time. I just want to live now. Let me go. I will give you whatever money you want."
Zheng Jirong raised his eyebrows after hearing this. He looked at the helicopter above his head that was getting further away, and asked with a smile: "Have you ever heard a sentence?"
"What?"
"If you live, you will die sooner or later, but if you die, you will live forever!"
After finishing speaking, Zheng Jirong drew out his pistol and accurately hit the Eight-faced Buddha on the knee!
Looking at the Eight-faced Buddha lying on the ground struggling in pain, Zheng Jirong sighed: "Originally, I really wanted to sell you the crown. For such a valuable thing, is ten million US dollars too much for me?"
"I didn't ask for a penny more from the beginning to the end! You bastard are actually planning to take advantage of others?!"
"Grass!!"
Bang bang bang!
The more he talked, the angrier he became. Zheng Jirong repeatedly pulled the trigger around the head of the Eight-faced Buddha. The bullets sputtering scared him so much that he couldn't help but grit his teeth.
"More money than me?!"
boom!
"There are more people than me?!"
boom! boom!
"You have more bullet holes than me!"
"etc."
Eight-faced Buddha, who was shot several times, struggled and raised his hands to beg for mercy:
"Can we talk some more?"
Hearing this, Zheng Jirong grinned and sneered:
"What do you think?"