Chapter 186 There are very few people in this world who have the power to call big names. If you can

Chapter 186 There are very few people in this world who have the power to call big names. If you can

When everyone in the booth heard this voice, they broke out in a cold sweat.

They looked up suddenly and saw a tall and heroic man walking toward them at a striding pace. The man was wearing a black coat, holding a thick cigar in his mouth, and wearing leather gloves on his hands as he walked. While applauding, he said:

"Very good, it looks like you are all here."

Town Guanxi!

Several people stood up instantly and looked at the man in front of them in panic.

Zheng Jirong exhaled a puff of smoke, looked around them, pressed his palm down, and said with a raised corner of his mouth: "Why are you so nervous? Sit down."

But Chen Yaoxing and the others were not in the mood to sit down at this moment. They were all staring at him as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

The smile on Zheng Jirong's face suddenly faded. He pointed at the sofa and shouted coldly at everyone: "I'll let you sit down!"

The voice resounded like thunder in everyone's ears, and the eldest brother, who was originally the most irritable, couldn't help being frightened and took two steps back and sat directly on the sofa.

The remaining Chen Yaoxing and others looked at each other and then slowly sat down.

Zheng Jirong glanced at them disdainfully and sat on the sofa pulled out by Amiao. He stared at the smoke from the cigar in his hand and said casually: "Forty minutes ago, I was surrounded by a group of gunmen. Except for one Except for a small number of Thai guys, most of them are from Hong Kong, and many even call their boss the [Tiger of Wan Chai]."

Having said this, he raised his head and looked at Chen Yaoxing, who had a solemn face, with a half-smile but not a smile, grinned and sneered:

"You want to kill me?"

Gudu

Chen Yaoxing couldn't help but swallowed. The man in front of him gave him a sense of oppression that was far greater than anyone he had ever seen before. He took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and then changed the subject:

"Mr. Zheng, are you being serious? I don't have any conflict of interest with you, so how can I be your enemy, let alone send gunmen to kill you?"

"Speaking of which, I don't know where I offended you. A few minutes ago, my place in Wan Chai was completely destroyed. My people could see it clearly. The leading ones were Mr. Zheng, your left-hand and follower. Twelve young masters.”

"Pfft", Zheng Jirong shook his head with a smile upon hearing this. He pointed at Chen Yaoxing and said with a smile:

"When you come out to fool around, either I will smash your place or you will hit mine. If you have any objections, I will leave thousands of places in Kowloon for you to smash!"

"Do you dare? You coward!"

"you"

Chen Yaoxing's face flushed with anger. He glanced at the men who came in behind Zheng Jirong. The crowd had already filled the entire nightclub. He said with tight lips: "You have more people than me now, naturally. You can say whatever you want.”

"Hahaha", Zheng Jirong touched his chin, looked at him and chuckled: "You haven't answered me what I just said?"

He leaned forward and stared at Chen Yaoxing, saying word by word: "Are you disappointed that I'm not dead?"

"I didn't send anyone to kill you!"

Chen Yaoxing denied it and said: "I just said that I have no enmity with you. What reason is there to send gunmen to kill you?"

"Yeah?"

Zheng Jirong nodded solemnly, then clapped his hands. Under their surprised eyes, a man with a bruised nose and swollen face was kicked out from behind the crowd.

He fell at the feet of Chen Yaoxing and others. After seeing Zheng Jirong looking at him with a smile on his face, he crawled towards Chen Yaoxing in horror, grabbed his trousers and begged: "Boss, please help, our people are all dead." "

Chen Yaoxing narrowed his eyes slightly. He recognized that this man was the gunman he sent to support the Eight-faced Buddha. Out of dozens of gunmen, only one survived? !

He frowned and kicked the man away, pointed at him and shouted angrily: "Who the hell are you! Who gave you the courage to frame me?!"

"I'm the boss, I'm so bad-mouthed!"

Snapped!

Chen Yaoxing slapped him hard and whispered in his ear: "I don't know any bad talkers. If you dare to admit it again, I will kill you and throw you into the sea in Shau Kei Wan!"

After hearing what he said, Lan Kouqiang suddenly became silent. Shau Kei Wan is a fishing port on the north shore of Hong Kong Island. There are many remote piers there. The most important thing is that his family also lives in Shau Kei Wan.

Seeing that he fell silent, Chen Yaoxing turned to look at Zheng Jirong and said, "It seems that he has admitted the wrong person. Mr. Zheng, do you have anything else to say? Hong Kong Island is a legal society, and everything must be done with evidence."

"evidence?"

Zheng Jirong looked at him with a ridiculous expression, "I'm a high-profile member of society and you want to talk to me about evidence?"

He then pointed at Chen Yaoxing and sneered: "Let me tell you, I never give any bullshit evidence when doing things. You want evidence, right?"

Zheng Jirong pulled out the pistol from his arms, held the gun with one hand and pulled it. The bullet was loaded instantly. He pointed the gun at Chen Yaoxing and said coldly: "This is the evidence!"

He stood up and walked to Chen Yaoxing, leaned over and stared at him and said slowly: "Don't you want to kill me? Come on."

Zheng Jirong put the gun into his hand, then held his hand and pointed the muzzle of the gun at his forehead, "Shoot! If you pull the trigger, my life will be yours!"

Chen Yaoxing held the gun in his hand and looked at the expressionless man in front of him in horror, "You, you madman."

"I asked you to shoot." Zheng Jirong stared at Chen Yaoxing coldly. Seeing that he just looked at him blankly, he smiled contemptuously, stood up and said disdainfully: "[Tiger of Wan Chai]?"

Snapped!

Zheng Jirong slapped him hard, then pulled his hair in front of him and said mockingly, "Do you have the strength to fight with me to conquer Guanxi?"

"Don't talk nonsense to me about no grievances. I remember better than you what you said when you met the Eight-faced Buddha last night."

"Join forces with him to kill me, and then you take the opportunity to break into Yau Tsim Mong, and then get goods from the Eight-faced Buddha at a low price and sell fans in the territory."

"You think I don't know?!"

After speaking, Zheng Jirong pushed Chen Yaoxing away hard. He adjusted his sleeves and said calmly to him: "Do you know that you are pointing a gun at me? If I kill you now, the court will only judge me fair." defensive."

Chen Yaoxing came back to his senses instantly after hearing this. He glanced at the gun and shouted to the man in front of him: "You gave me this gun. There are so many pairs of eyes here. Do you think so?!"

"Yes, I said yes."

"It depends on whether the judge believes you or me."

"Understood, Young and Dangerous!"

Chen Yaoxing took a deep breath. His heart had been in his throat since he came in from Zhen Guanxi.

He held the gun in his hand tightly and was thinking about whether to shoot and fight with him. Acong, Dadi and others, who had been sitting silently, could no longer suppress the anger and aggrievedness in their hearts and shot He pointed at Zheng Jirong at the table and cursed angrily:

"You idiot, what's the point of bullying the minority? If you have the ability, let's fight one on one."

"Don't think that our brothers will be afraid of you because there are so many of you. The worst we can do is fight you to the death!"

Zheng Jirong raised his hand to stop Wu Liushou and Wen Tailai who were already rushing up. He glanced at A Cong and others whose faces were full of indignation, and taunted Chen Yaoxing: "Why are you the boss? Your younger brother is much more bloody than you. "

He then turned to look at Acong, the corner of his mouth raised and said: "Did you just say we were duel?"

"That's right! If you don't dare, then let us go!"

Zheng Jirong took a look at A Cong, whose eyebrows were somewhat similar to those of a crow, and slowly shook his head and said: "You are not worthy of beating me. Sonny, come and play with this guy and see if his skills are as tough as his mouth." .”

"Okay Brother Rong."

After hearing Zheng Jirong's words, Sonny walked out from the crowd. He moved his neck and wrists, and waved to Acong with a smile.

Chen Yaoxing grabbed A Cong who was about to greet him, looked into his eyes and warned: "Be careful."

"Don't worry." Although Acong felt a little unsure, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that it wasn't Yama Wang Yi who came out. Everyone knew that apart from his few bodyguards, the people in Zhen Guanxi were the most capable of fighting. It's the Tsim Sha Tsui King of Hell and the Twelve Young Masters of Temple Street. As for Sonny?

Where did the redneck come from? !

At this time, only the two of them were left in the nightclub. The rest of the guests had been kicked out when Zheng Jirong came in. Even the door of the nightclub was firmly locked from the inside.

Under the eyes of everyone, Acong and Sonny walked to the dance floor in the center of the hall. Sonny took off his coat, stretched his neck and said, "Come on, what are you waiting for?"

"Grass!"

Acong spat, and after approaching Sonny with both hands, he punched out with a sharp jab. After Sonny twisted to avoid the punch, he spread his arms and waved to him: "The speed is okay, continue. Faster!"

Chen Yaoxing was staring intently at the two people in the open space at this time. Acong's punches were getting faster and faster each time, but every time he was easily dodged by Sonny, and it was Acong who was attacking until now. That Sang Ni never threw a single punch.

"It seems a bit monotonous when you look at it this way."

Zheng Jirong knocked on the table and said calmly: "Would you like to take a gamble? If Acong wins, I will let you go. If you lose, I will let you go."

He looked at Chen Yaoxing and asked calmly: "What can you give me?"

Chen Yaoxing looked at Ah Cong, who was gradually losing his strength on the court. He was silent for a while and then said: "Fifty million Hong Kong dollars."

"not enough!"

"Eighty million!"

Chen Yaoxing clenched his fists and said to Zheng Jirong: "I only have so much money. If you want more, I don't have it."

Zheng Jirong shook his head and chuckled: "When you placed all your bets on the Eight-faced Buddha last night, did you think about today?"

"I"

While he was still choking on his words, Zheng Jirong continued:

"There are not many people in this world who have the power to call big names. If you can't afford it, don't follow suit!"

Chen Yaoxing was silent. He raised his head and looked at the man in front of him in frustration: "I used to say that if you don't want to lose, you must win. But this time I made the wrong choice and lost. I have no complaints whatever you want."

"you are wrong!"

Zheng Jirong pointed at him and said in a deep voice: "You have no right to choose whether to win or lose. There are very few chess players in this world, and most people are just chess pieces."

"Who do you think you are? It's easy for me to kill you. The reason why I'm here to chat with you for a few words is just because I think you are still of some use."

"Before dawn, send 100 million in cash to Huasheng Company, and..."

He glanced at the eldest brother who just made the harsh words, "Did you just say that you wanted to fight me to the death?"

"I"

The eldest brother suddenly panicked. He looked at his eldest brother for help. Chen Yaoxing sighed softly, gritted his teeth, walked to the eldest brother, and said to him in a deep voice: "Put your hands on the table."

"Brother Xing."

"I told you to put your hands on the table!"

Seeing the eldest brother he had grown up with looking at him with a ferocious look on his face, the eldest brother pursed his lips tightly and put his left hand on the table.

puff!

Chen Yaoxing picked up the fruit knife on the table and thrust it into his brother's palm. The tip of the knife rubbed against the ceramic table through his palm, making a harsh sound.

"ah!!!"

"No barking!"

After Chen Yaoxing roared angrily at his brother who was shaking in pain, he turned to look at Zheng Jirong, "Mr. Zheng, are you still satisfied?"

Under the horrified eyes of his eldest brother, Zheng Jirong shook his head slowly and expressionlessly.

puff!

puff! !

Upon seeing this, Chen Yaoxing pulled out the knife and stabbed his brother's palm twice more. The brother could no longer bear the heart-piercing pain, and his body began to tremble violently. He suddenly collapsed on the ground, crying loudly. He screamed, his voice filled with endless despair and fear.

"Hahaha", Zheng Jirong clapped his hands, nodded and smiled, "That's what makes sense. Why are you pretending to be okay when you say you're fine?"

At this time, the two people who were fighting on the field also decided the winner.

Sonny, who had dodged dozens of A Cong's moves all the way, seemed to have suddenly gotten tired of playing. He took advantage of the gap between A Cong's punches and grabbed his right arm with both hands. Using his back as a fulcrum, he threw him over the shoulder. He fell to the ground.

The moment he fell to the ground, Sonny pulled up Acong's right leg and sandwiched it between his own legs. He fell back and clamped hard.

Knees crossed!

Amidst Ah Cong's screams, a few seconds later there was only a click, and his right leg bone was broken directly!

Seeing this, Zheng Jirong shrugged and looked at Chen Yaoxing and said, "It seems like your brother's leg is broken."

".The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. There is nothing to say."

"Don't be too sad."

Zheng Jirong stood up and patted his shoulder, "Maybe he will become a wealthy man in the future? Hahahaha."

He then turned his attention to Huoshan, who had been silent since he came in. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "This person looks familiar. I seem to have seen him somewhere."

Huoshan couldn't help but shudder when he heard this. He quickly stood up, bent down and said with a smile, "Mr. Zheng, you have such a good memory. I am Huoshan. I was lucky enough to meet you twice in Yau Ma Tei."

"Oh So it's you." Zheng Jirong pointed at him and nodded, "Looks like you're doing pretty well now."

"Thanks to you, Mr. Zheng, I'm just making a living here in Wan Chai. I don't dare to think about anything else."

"Hahaha, not bad, not bad." Zheng Jirong pointed at him and smiled at Chen Yaoxing: "I thought you had some bad guys under you, but I didn't expect that there are still talents."

Glancing at his brother and Acong, who had become "Heaven and Earth", Zheng Jirong yawned in boredom. After dusting his collar, he said to everyone: "Let's go, find a place to have a midnight snack." .”

After a while, only Chen Yaoxing and others were left in the huge nightclub. Even the bad-mouthed rapist was taken away by them. It was obvious what fate awaited him.

After Zhen Guanxi and the others completely left the nightclub, Chen Yaoxing, who was relieved, felt his eyes go dark and fell on the sofa. He pulled on Huoshan's clothes and breathed heavily: "Hurry up and call an ambulance! Brother They won’t be able to hold it anymore!”

"Oh, I'll fight now!"

Seeing his eldest brother and Acong screaming on the ground, Chen Yaoxing felt a surge of intense regret in his heart. If he had not gone to see the Eight-faced Buddha last night, this would not have happened. Thinking of this, he shook his head violently. Give yourself a slap!

The severe pain made him wake up a lot. Before dawn, he had to prepare 100 million in cash to send over. After what happened just now, he could no longer resist the idea of ​​suppressing Guanxi. Fortunately, in the past six months, the brothers had also After making a lot of money, and borrowing some from other bosses, I should be able to make up 100 million.

He took out his cell phone and was about to dial his wife's number. He couldn't put his money in the bank, so he hid it all at home. Halfway through dialing, he couldn't help but glance at the picture on the table that he had just called Guan Xisse. Give him the pistol.

After hesitating for a while, he took the gun and unloaded the magazine. His pupils shrank suddenly.

"How dare he?!"

Chen Yaoxing looked at the magazine in his hand in shock. The yellow piece inside was full of bullets!

After being shocked, he immediately put down the magazine and dialed the phone faster than before.

Inside a restaurant in Wan Chai.

The entire restaurant has been taken over by Zheng Jirong. Tonight, they first intercepted the gunmen sent by Chen Yaoxing and others to support him in Chai Wan, and then smashed up all this guy's places in Wan Chai. The employees of his property company are considered temporary tonight. After working overtime, not only did each person get an extra overtime subsidy, but he, the boss, also treated them to a good meal. It was really a blessing to be his little brother in Guanxi.

Of course, these people in the restaurant are only a small number. More people have returned to Yau Tsim Mong. Zuo Zuo, Twelve Young Masters and others are doing the same thing now.

Ah Yi handed the warm towel brought by the waiter to Zheng Jirong, hesitated for a while and then asked:

"Brother Rong, why didn't you just kill Chen Yaoxing and his brothers? All the cameras in the nightclub have been destroyed. After killing them, just find a few brothers to take the blame."

Zheng Jirong wiped his hands with a towel and said, "Then what."

"Then?"

A-yi blinked his eyes twice and replied truthfully: "Once Chen Yaoxing and the others are dead, we can easily enter Wan Chai. This guy sent gunmen to surround Brother Rong and robbed him of his territory. People on the road won't say anything, scum." Dian Shan and Happy Valley are second only to Causeway Bay in Wan Chai."

"Then what."

"Forehead"

Ah Yi choked up immediately. He thought for a while and said tentatively: "Then we successfully plant the flag in Wan Chai, and then we can spread our influence to Central and North Point."

"Then what."

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