Chapter 421 This guy is hard to kill
Zhao Zhiren frowned slightly, his eyes wandering on Zheng Jirong, then he shook his head and smiled, as if he didn't care about the other person's sudden appearance.
He walked leisurely to the wine cabinet, carefully selected a bottle of red wine, picked up two wine glasses, and walked calmly to Zheng Jirong.
He poured the red wine into the glass, handed it to Zheng Jirong, and said calmly: "Mr. Zheng, it seems a little impolite to come uninvited and break into other people's homes like this."
"I don't have any manners to say to a terrorist like you."
Zheng Jirong took the wine glass with a smile, shook it twice and said directly: "The secretary next to Song An is also the messenger you installed. It's amazing. It's really amazing. He can even insert his own people in Guoan in the north."
"If the Hong Kong police were half as capable as you in deploying undercover agents, there would probably be no high-society society in Hong Kong now."
Zhao Zhiren was silent for a moment, then asked in a slightly lower voice: "What did you do to Xiao Yuan?"
Zheng Jirong shrugged and said calmly: "She is not under my control, but when I told Song An that the female secretary next to him was an undercover agent, the old man's face didn't look good. I think the end of that woman will definitely not be good."
"But you don't have to be too sad."
He looked at Equator, who had a somewhat gloomy face, and slowly said, "I will send you to the north to accompany him later."
Chi Dao silently picked up the wine glass and took a sip, then sighed: "It's a pity. I calculated all the movements of the police and South Korea, but I only missed you as a variable."
After shaking his head, he pointed at the man opposite and said with a smile: "I heard that you were the fastest-rising boss among all the societies in Hong Kong. Because you conquered the entire West Kowloon in just a few months, everyone on the street was I got the nickname "Zhen Guanxi". After what happened this time, I think you should change your nickname to "Zhen Hong Kong Island". After all, even the Hong Kong Island police listen to you and say that you are a high-society person. "
"A good bird chooses the right tree to roost in. Officer Li Wenbin is a smart man. Believe it or not, after 1997, not to mention the police commissioner, even the chief executive will do everything he can!"
Zheng Jirong then raised his glass and faced him, "Come on, if you can steal nuclear weapons from South Korea, you are quite capable. I'll give you a toast. After you drink it, you can be handcuffed and go back to prison in the north."
After saying that, he was ready to drink all the red wine in the glass.
However, at this moment, his hand suddenly stopped, then he put down the wine glass and pointed at Zhao Zhiren, with a joking smile on his face.
"You don't really think I know how to drink, do you?"
Zheng Jirong threw the wine glass directly on the floor aside, then pointed to the wine cabinet not far away and said: "When you just took the wine glass, you smeared poison on the rim of the glass behind my back, right? You think you can deceive me with this little trick?" Got me? Hahaha”
In fact, he could be deceived. If the super sense hadn't sent a warning just now, he might have actually drank the wine.
But at this time, he still had to continue to pretend. While mocking this guy, he pointed his hand towards the back room.
"Don't wait for the one inside either."
Zheng Jirong raised the corners of his lips and explained to him: "Don't count on the one inside. The male messenger hiding in your house has been broken and tied up by me. Don't worry, stop thinking about those unrealistic things."
After hearing Zheng Jirong's words, Zhao Zhiren's face, which was still calm and calm, suddenly turned gloomy.
He stared at Zheng Jirong for a long time, and finally said slowly: "What on earth do you want to do? If you want to arrest me, you can take me away now. Are you saying so many words here to satisfy your vanity after winning, or are you Any other plans?”
"Well a little bit of both."
Zheng Jirong replied with a smile, leaned forward and stared at him and said: "Your people stole a total of sixteen raw material balls in South Korea. Last time you traded with the buyer, you only took out a mobile device and four balls." Raw material balls, where are the other twelve?”
Hearing this, Chi Dao raised the corners of his mouth and sneered: "Why should I tell you?"
"OK"
Zheng Jirong nodded, then waved his hands nonchalantly and said: "It doesn't matter. There is no portable device to detonate. It doesn't matter where the twelve raw material balls are. At most, there will be a nuclear leakage problem. But Hong Kong Island is so big. Once If there is a nuclear leak, I can locate it within half an hour. If you don't want to use it to negotiate terms, then forget it."
"etc!"
Although I don't know if he really doesn't care or if he doesn't care, Chiquao has to admit that he really can't see through the man in front of him.
"I can tell you the location, but you have to promise me something first."
Zheng Jirong tapped his fingers on the armrest of the sofa, nodded casually and said, "Go ahead, I just don't want to let you go."
Chi Dao closed his eyes slightly, and then said slowly: "Let my messengers go, including Xiao Yuan who is placed next to Song An. As long as you let them go, I can tell you the location of the raw material ball now."
Hearing this, Zheng Jirong raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at Equator a few more times. Although he had never seen a movie about this guy, it seemed that this guy was quite emotional.
He thought for a while and nodded: "No problem, I can negotiate with the police and the National Security Bureau. You can see them before dawn at the latest. Can you say it now?"
After Chiquao looked at him for a few times, he hesitated and asked: "How do you make me believe that you can do what you say?"
"Holy crap, this is the first time you've heard of my reputation as the governor of Guanxi? I'm true to my word. As long as I promise you, I will absolutely guarantee the safety of your messenger." Zheng Jirong suddenly frowned in displeasure.
Hearing this, Chi Dao recalled the rumors about his control of Guanxi and then his face became more and more ugly.
This guy seems to be famous for being two-faced and not following the rules.
But at this time, there was no other way but to believe him.
Not long after, the twelve remaining raw material balls arrived in Zheng Jirong's hands.
Looking at the shot-ball-sized balls in his hand, but three of them were enough to destroy the entire Hong Kong Island, Zheng Jirong weighed it for a few times and suddenly a bold idea arose in his mind.
The DC8 device is still on Hong Kong Island, and it seems that it will never be returned to South Korea without a month or two of negotiations. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he may be able to do other things with this device and the raw material balls.
Just when he was still thinking about how to use DC8, he was in the Peace Hotel in Tsim Sha Tsui in the distance.
Ling Lingqi, who was reading a newspaper in the hall with a cigarette butt in his mouth, suddenly saw a familiar figure walking in front of him, taking down the newspaper in front of his face, and stared sharply at the guests who were checking in at the front desk.
Looking at the man's staggering steps and the gauze covering his face, Ling Lingqi couldn't help but widen his eyes.
This foreign devil who was bombed for three thousand lives is still not dead?
This guy is pretty hard to kill.