Chapter 224 Fool, how can you do such a thing as killing yourself?

Chapter 224 Fool, how can you do such a thing as killing yourself?

In front of the gaming table in the center of the hall.

The prince poured the wine in the cup onto Wing's face, pointed at him and cursed angrily: "Go to the New Territories and ask, who doesn't know my prince's name?!"

"It's only a few million, you think I can't afford it!"

"You want a debt from me now? I'm telling you, I don't have any money, but I have two cowards. Do you dare to ask for it?"

Qiu Jie's junior brother Wing wiped the wine on his face with a handkerchief. In the past, his temper was actually very impulsive, not much better than the prince in front of him. However, thinking of the usual instructions from his master and senior brother, he did not send any alcohol after wiping his face. The person took him down directly, but smiled and said calmly:

"Nine days ago, you lost more than one million when you came to gamble on the boat, and then you borrowed another two million from us to continue gambling. During this period, you came to gamble every day until dawn, and you lost and won. You borrowed a total of You paid us more than four million. The original contract stipulated that it would be repaid after seven days. Now you have been in arrears for two days, and "

Wings glanced at the chips in front of the prince and continued: "You bring hundreds of thousands in cash every time you come. Since you have money to gamble, why don't you know to settle the account first?"

"So what if I don't know?!"

The prince slapped the table and shouted: "My prince has never been in the habit of paying off gambling debts. If you want money, go to Hong Tai in the New Territories and ask for it! Don't say four million, I have forty million! Do you dare to go?!"

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While the prince was shouting, Qiu Jie in the corner was also explaining to Zheng Jirong: "This prince has borrowed four million for the principal alone. If he doesn't have the money to pay it back, forget it, but this guy is obviously rich. But he refuses to pay back his gambling debt."

"And his father seems to be the leader of Hong Tai, a large society in the New Territories. I have inquired outside and found out that this guy owes a lot of gambling debts based on his status and has never paid back!"

"Haha, you have skinny eyebrows," Zheng Jirong said with a smile, "Father and son both have the same virtue, they are not eye-catching!"

After he finished speaking, he asked Cheng Yalun, who was sitting on the corner of the sofa, "Have you heard of this prince's name?"

"I know a little bit," Cheng Yalun nodded and replied: "This guy is not only hot-tempered and impulsive, but he even set up a DU manufacturing factory in the New Territories to make money. However, the police raided several times and could not find the specific location."

"It's really useless. You can't find any DU manufacturing factory in the New Territories."

After Zheng Jirong habitually disparaged the royal police, he slowly stood up and walked towards the prince.

In front of the gambling table.

Wings, who had been arrogantly spitting dozens of curse words by the prince, had reached the point where he could no longer bear it. Since the gambling boat opened, no one except Jiang Shanhe dared to cause trouble here.

Moreover, as long as anyone who dared to cause trouble heard that the boss behind the gambling boat was Mr. Zheng, he would obediently apologize. This was the first time he had seen such an arrogant Prince Hong Tai.

Just when he was about to ask someone to take the bastard down and take him to a place where no one was around to teach him a lesson, the crowd of onlookers suddenly dispersed.

Zheng Jirong walked in from behind the crowd with a cigar in his hand.

"Mr. Zheng." Yi Yi and his subordinates behind him quickly bowed their heads and said hello.

Zheng Jirong nodded towards them, turned to look at the prince, and said calmly: "Why don't you speak anymore? Are you mute?"

The prince looked at Zheng Jirong in front of him and couldn't help cursing secretly that he was so unlucky that he could even meet Guanxi in a gamble!

After being silent for a while, he said: "Mr. Zheng, it's not that I won't pay back the money, it's just that"

"Just what?"

Zheng Jirong looked at him and said expressionlessly: "You want to take advantage of me?"

The prince took a deep breath and gritted his teeth and said: "Give me three days, and all the money I have won in the past few days will be given to you. If I lose, I will go home and take the money to compensate you."

After listening to what he said, many people in the crowd were shocked. Mr. Zheng came forward in person, and this guy dared to continue to default.

This guy really wants money over his life.

"Hahaha"

Zheng Jirong couldn't help but smile when he heard this. He pointed at the prince with his cigar-holding finger and said, "You are really interesting, wings!"

"Take him to the cabin. He is such an interesting person. I want to have a good chat with him and act politely."

After hearing this, the prince panicked and shouted: "Hey! Zhen Guanxi, I'm warning you not to mess around! There are so many people here, and they are all witnesses. If you dare to touch me, you will not end well!"

"Help! Call the police for me!!"

He yelled and prepared to run away to the door, but he was stopped halfway by a few big, round gambling boat thugs, and one of them held him by one arm and dragged him outside.

At this time, Zheng Jirong gently clapped his hands and apologized to the guests around him: "I'm sorry, everyone, there is a small situation. I hope it will not affect everyone's mood. Ajie, give each guest on this floor a replacement One thousand chips as compensation."

The gamblers who were a little worried after seeing the scene just now started to smile immediately after hearing this. This floor is just an ordinary gambling hall. The people who come to gamble on this floor are ordinary citizens and merchants. The compensation of one thousand chips is quite a lot. .

Amidst their thanks, Zheng Jirong led Cheng Yalun out of the hall.

In the cabin below deck.

The prince huddled in the corner in horror. He looked at the dozen or so big men surrounding him and couldn't help but beg for mercy: "Brother Wings, what happened just now was my fault. Go tell Mr. Zheng that I will pay back the money now." Let him let me go!"

"Oh? Are you afraid now?"

Wings stepped forward and kicked him hard, pulled up his hair, and shouted angrily: "How dare you refuse to repay your debt on our [Asia Star]? How many lives do you have to die?!"

"Boss. Boss, please stop fighting. I'll fight back. That's all I want!"

"Go to NM! You bastard, it's okay if you don't pay back the money, but you dare not give me face when Brother Rong comes forward in person! You should think of a way to die!"

"That's right." Wings suddenly looked at the prince on the ground with a ferocious smile, "Didn't you say you want to use weak eggs to pay off debts?"

He picked up the machete on the table, put it against the prince's crotch, and said with a sinister smile: "Two million for a soft egg, your egg is quite valuable!"

"Damn it, boss, don't scare me, I'm just kidding, I'll pay you back! I'll pay you back now!"

"late!"

After Wing said this, he was about to cut his thigh with a knife to scare him, when Zheng Jirong's voice suddenly came from the door.

"stop!"

Zheng Jirong walked in and looked at the beaten prince on the ground with a bruised nose and swollen face. He pointed at the wings and said dissatisfied: "You, you said you should be gentle, why did you hit him so hard?"

"Well, you're already very polite, Brother Rong."

"Mr. Zheng! I'll pay back the money! I'll pay it back now!"

When the prince saw Zheng Jirong, he immediately crawled over and shouted: "I have a check from Standard Chartered Bank in my pocket. My father just gave it to me not long ago. It can be drawn to five million! I will give it to you, I will give it all to you!"

"Really?" Zheng Jirong said in surprise: "Pi Yanmei really values ​​you."

After Yi Yi took out a check from Standard Chartered Bank from his pocket, Zheng Jirong asked: "How much does this guy owe with interest?"

"More than four million and one million."

"Open as much as you owe and give him a pen."

A few minutes later, after signing the check, the prince carefully looked at Zheng Jirong opposite him and asked in a low voice: "Can I leave now?"

"Of course", Zheng Jirong flicked the check in his hand and waved to him: "Welcome to come again next time."

The prince gritted his teeth and nodded. After staring at Zheng Jirong closely, he supported the wall and walked outside. But Zheng Jirong behind him said something to him again,

"Have a good meal after you get off the ship, and remember to call your dad to report it. It's not easy for him to raise you."

The prince looked back at him and left the cabin without saying a word.

night.

After having a meal with Qiu Jie Asing and others on the gambling boat, Zheng Jirong gave Cheng Yalun an address and asked her to send him there.

On the way, Zheng Jirong looked at the car that was driving very steadily and praised: "Your driving skills are very good, not much different from Amiao Bi."

"Boss, please stop praising me. My brother-in-law used to be a princely driver. How dare I compete with him?"

Zheng Jirong lit a cigarette, looked at the road ahead, and asked aloud: "On the gambling boat, I saw that you seemed to have something to ask me. Now it's just the two of us. If you have anything to say, just tell me."

After Cheng Yalun heard what he said, he pursed his lips and said, "Before I decided to join Huasheng, I had some information about our company. In fact, I know more about your identity, boss, than my cousin."

Zheng Jirong shrugged and said indifferently: "So?"

"I thought you wouldn't let him go so easily, boss."

"Haha," Zheng Jirong chuckled and said, "You used to work for the police, so you should know a lot about this person. Do you think this prince should die?"

"I believe he will definitely get his retribution!" Cheng Yalun replied seriously.

Zheng Jirong said: "Yes, I also believe that he will get retribution."

Cheng Yalun glanced at him in surprise when he heard this, hesitated and said, "I thought you would kill him, boss."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Zheng Jirong laughed after hearing what she said: "I am a legal businessman, a major taxpayer in the government, and a pioneer of charity in the eyes of the people. You actually think that I can kill people?"

He looked at the woman driving the car with a smile and said, "Fool, how can you do such a thing as killing yourself?"

"Well, that's true."

"There are not many people on this road. Drive faster. My wife is at home urging me."

"Oh, I know." The car picked up speed instantly.

Before an intersection, Zheng Jirong said: "Turn left."

"oh oh."

"No, turn right!"

"good!"

Just when Cheng Yalun turned right and stepped on the accelerator, a passerby suddenly fell out of the roadside and hit the car hard!

The passerby's face suddenly hit the car's front windshield, and the transparent glass was instantly filled with cracks. His eyes were wide open, as if he would not rest in peace!

Cheng Yalun slammed on the brakes. After she saw the face in front of the windshield clearly, she couldn't help but open her mouth in horror, "Madam? Did I hit him to death?"

Zheng Jirong looked at the prince who was staring blankly in front of him expressionlessly. After he blew out a puff of smoke, he turned to Cheng Yalun and said calmly:

"Still not leaving?"