Invincible playboy

Last night, Zhao Fanchen told Haizi to disclose the missing ammunition on the pier. This way, the Burmese would not want to trade with others, because in Chinatown, no one knows This batch of arms belonged to Lord Xiong, who dared to trade with the Burmese. At this time, the Burmese who were cornered would cooperate with Inspector Henry of the police station under the instruction of Qiao Zhenhai, an old fox, to play a trick of framing.

Sure enough, after the news was released last night, no one dared to make a deal with the Burmese, because not only was the quantity of this batch of arms huge, but many people were staring at them now!

No one dares to take Xiongye's things for himself, because everyone knows that Xiongye's usual style is to take my things, and I will let you spit them out with profit.

The Burmese are not fools either. If the robbed arms cannot be sold in time to make a fortune, it will definitely be a scourge and a hot potato. At this time, Qiao Zhenhai, an old fox, will definitely not get angry The upper body will not show up in person, he will secretly manipulate the Burmese, which is the usual trick Qiao Zhenhai, an old fox, often plays.

Sure enough, the progress of the matter was almost the same as what Zhao Fanchen expected. In the early hours of the morning, Haizi had already received the news that the Burmese said that they had bought a batch of arms from other gangs and wanted to return them. To Lord Xiong.

Naturally, the Burmese would not be so stupid as to admit that they had robbed the munitions, and the show really started. Now they took the initiative to ask for the munitions to be returned. The two parties made an appointment at the Peace Hotel in Chinatown. So he took the smart and capable people under his command to the Peace Hotel in Chinatown to prepare. According to Zhao Fanchen's instructions, Robin took the more than ten reliable brothers and the Burmese hired by money to the Peace Hotel. .

At around ten o'clock in the morning, Zhao Fanchen and Haizi appeared together in the Peace Hotel. This is a time-honored Chinese restaurant. Solved here.

The attic of this hotel is made of wood, very similar to the furnishings of an ancient restaurant. The store is a time-honored brand. The boss didn't say anything when he saw Haizi and his group, but just smiled and nodded. The two of Zhao Fanchen went upstairs, ordered a table of dishes, and ordered rice wine. At around eleven o'clock in the morning, the Burmese finally appeared, and a short, fat Burmese walked into the box.

This man's skin is a bit dark, his stature is not very tall, his nose is hooked, his eyes are a bit fierce, and he can tell at a glance that he is not a good person. There is a conspicuous scar on his eyelid. He always touches it with his hands habitually. Then he put his finger on his own side and sniffed it lightly. This man was wearing a suit and his leather shoes were shiny, but Zhao Fanchen had already seen the gun on his waist.

After the Burmese came in, he glanced at Zhao Fanchen and Haizi in the box, and greeted him in fluent Chinese: "Is that old man Xiongye dead? Coming to meet with Lao Tzu, this is a bit too contemptuous of me, Amin, right? I only talk to Lord Xiong about this matter now, you two youngsters go back and tell Lord Xiong to ask him to beg me in person?????"

"Master Xiong, let's talk to you, Amin, you don't take a pee to take care of what you are, and you deserve to talk to Lord Xiong. If Lord Xiong comes, it may not be as simple as buying you a drink. His old man If you come, you are probably lying here now, fat man, I am talking to you now, don’t force me to do it, you are willing to hand over the things, shouldn’t we talk about the ammunition? ????"

Haizi leaned back on the chair, lit a cigarette for himself, his face was domineering, and his voice was so strong that he wanted to shock Amin, the hob meat, immediately after he glanced at him, the group of people under his hands spat out fists He took out the gun and pointed it at A Min's head. With a bang, the door was knocked open, and all the Burmese in the corridor outside rushed in with their guns in their hands, pointing their guns at Haizi and Zhao Fanchen. .

I saw that Amin was not flustered at all, just smiled faintly, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case on the Eight Immortals table in the middle, lit it for himself calmly, took a puff, and spit out a puff of smoke at Haizi , Grinning: "Haizi, you shoot? If you have the ability, you shoot me now! Come on! If I was afraid of death, I wouldn't be here today. If you killed me , You will never find that batch of munitions in your life, if you don't fucking shoot, you are not man-made?????"

Amin smiled wildly, raised his neck, and glanced arrogantly at Zhao Fanchen and Haizi who were sitting and smoking. Haizi naturally knew the importance of these arms to him, so he cursed fiercely and kicked them away. He picked up a chair, and slapped his hand on the table of the Eight Immortals fiercely. When he raised his head again, his face was already full of smiles. He pointed at Amin's unruly fat face and said with a smile: "Fatty man, today Be ruthless, brothers, put the guys away!"

"Master Xiong won't come, I won't talk to you two little guys about the batch of arms, let's go... let's go..." Amin waved his hand, ready to take his people away.

Now is not the time for firefights, and the ammunition has not yet been obtained, and he cannot do anything to this fat man, Amin, so Haizi can only suppress all the resentment and anger in his heart, take a deep puff of the cigarette, and neither use force He couldn't turn his face on the spot. Seeing that Amin was going to leave with a big swagger, Haizi panicked. He finally had the possibility of recovering the ammunition. Now that he was about to give up like this, he naturally quit and rushed over to grab him. Holding Zhao Fanchen's collar, he growled in a low voice: "Didn't you say that you have a chance to get back that batch of munitions? What about now? Amin's grandson is going to leave so brazenly, don't we just watch it like this?" Do you want him to leave? If you can’t find the ammunition, you will be responsible for the blame?????”

To be honest, Zhao Fanchen had a good impression of Haizi before, but just now, he rushed over fiercely and grabbed Zhao Fanchen's collar, speaking to Zhao Fanchen in a tone of order and threat, which made his Feeling very upset, Zhao Fanchen's impression of this person has dropped by more than ten points, but he is no longer the former Zhao Fanchen, and he will not use super strong force to solve all problems. Some troubles may only need one sentence If so, it can be easily solved with a meal.

Zhao Fanchen smiled faintly, no anger, dissatisfaction, or anger could be seen on his face, and there was an unusually calm look on his slightly delicate cheeks. He took Haizi's hand away, and slowly Looking at Amin who had already walked to the door, he said lightly: "If you walk out of this door now, I can tell you with certainty that you will never live to the night. This is not a threat, nor is it an alarmist talk." , and it will definitely not be Master Xiong who did something to you. I think you know the seriousness of this matter better than me. You didn't come here today just to gain face with your words, so you just left contentedly, right? Some things, I advise you to think clearly???? "

After finishing speaking, Zhao Fanchen sat down slowly, while the angry Haizi saw Amin's footsteps stop at the door, so he also sat down slowly, but his expression was a little embarrassed.

Amin's footsteps really stopped. He turned around and stared at Zhao Fanchen who was sitting there calmly for a few seconds. Then he turned back and sat beside Zhao Fanchen, touching Touching the scar on the eyelid: "I didn't expect that under Master Xiong's hands, when did you become the No. What's your name?" After speaking, Amin cast a disdainful glance at Haizi next to him.

"Zhao Fanchen, I'm working with Brother Haizi now. It's not easy for us to sit here today. I smuggled here from China. It's a kind of fate that everyone can sit together. Should we drink for this fate? A glass?" Zhao Fanchen took out a bottle of red wine from under the table and poured it for all three of them, then raised the wine glass, Amin laughed and raised the wine glass, Haizi held back the anger in his chest, and raised the wine glass too. The wine glasses, the wine glasses in the hands of the three collided together, making a crisp glass whistle.

"I'm also a newcomer. Master Xiong and Brother Haizi thought of me, so they brought me out to do things. I just run errands for Brother Haizi. I just need to do what I should do. I don't dare to make any big mistakes. The extravagant hope is just to eat together, come here, let's drink first, Haizi brother will do this for Lord Xiong today." Zhao Fanchen smiled lightly, with a cigarette in his hand, stood up and gave Amin and Haizi two A man filled the wine, and the two looked at each other, and there seemed to be a spark in the air.

After a while, there will definitely be a fire and gun battle here. Amin grinned, ignored Haizi on the side, and said to Zhao Fanchen: "I think we should have a good talk. We Burmese and Xiongye are at odds in Chinatown. This is a well-known fact, but we will never be so stupid as to blatantly snatch the batch of Xiongye's goods. Just last night, we got this batch of arms from the warehouse of a small gang at the dock, so I am going to come and return it to Master Xiong in person today?????"

"Mr. Amin, you are being polite. Lord Xiong didn't take this matter to heart. It is nothing to lose a little ammunition, but if there are other conspiracy, it is of course a different matter. Before coming, Lord Xiong also Tell Brother Haizi not to do anything with you. It’s better to settle this matter at the dinner table. If everyone shows up, it will be difficult. After all, it’s not good for anyone if you tear your face apart????” Zhao Fanchen socialized politely, and treated Haizi with respect, which made Haizi feel more comfortable. After all, Zhao Fanchen is a newcomer now, and in his eyes, Zhao Fanchen can take it out at any time. As a back pad.

"Haha????? We're here for dinner today, not for fighting. How can we show off guys? I, Amin, have always disliked fights." Amin smiled wildly, raised his glass and talked with Zhao Fanchen Hit him for a while, and then whispered close to him: "Boy, it's not worthwhile for you to work hard for this guy Haizi, be careful to be thrown out by him to be the last one, and take the blame??????"

Haizi took a sip of the wine with a gloomy face, finally lost his composure, and said, "Amin, don't pretend to be a grandson, you're just playing tricks here, I know that you snatched that batch of munitions, let's open the skylight Let's be honest? Now should we talk about your willingness to return the munitions?"