Hong Kong: When the Wind Rises Again
Chapter 193: You have to lean against the wall to eat hot pot, I don’t care who he is!
Chapter 193: You have to lean against the wall to eat hot pot, I don’t care who he is!
Three in the morning.
At the gate of Aberdeen Police Station, a black car parked outside. After the car stopped, the driver turned on the high beam and flashed it.
The high beam briefly flashed a few times, extremely conspicuous in the dark night, illuminating the distance.
Zhang Jingliang was sitting in the pavilion. When he saw the car parked outside, he stood up and walked out, opened the door and got in.
There were four people sitting in the car, one on each seat. Zhang Jingliang and two others were sitting in the back seat. The space in the back suddenly seemed crowded.
"Sir Zhang."
The young man in the co-pilot greeted Zhang Jingliang with great respect. As he spoke, he handed him a pack of Lucky Strikes in a red and white hard box: "Here, the Lucky Strikes you like."
"call"
Zhang Jingliang exhaled, took the cigarette box, patted it in his hand a few times, and opened the outer plastic wrap: "You brothers are so considerate. You still remember what flavor I like."
"That is."
The man bared his teeth and said with a smile: "In our hearts, Sir Zhang is our brother, and we have always respected you. If we don't know what kind of cigarettes you like to smoke, that would be too unqualified."
"Hahaha"
Zhang Jingliang laughed heartily, shook the cigarette case and distributed it around the four people in the car: "Ajie, Xiaojing, Ding Wang, Azong!"
"Thank you Sir Zhang."
Several people took the cigarettes handed over by Zhang Jingliang, and several people sat in the car and smoked cigarettes. The windows were rolled down, and smoke was pouring out of the car.
These four people, who used to be Zhang Jingliang's men, made serious mistakes during an operation, causing casualties among the same group of people during the operation.
Originally, they were not only going to be dismissed from their posts, but also to be imprisoned, but Zhang Jingliang saved them. The four of them were dismissed from their posts, but they were spared from jail.
Now, the four of them are living ordinary lives in various walks of life in Xiangjiang.
"Sir Zhang."
Hua Wenjie sat in the passenger seat, held a cigarette in his right hand and stretched out the window to shake the ashes: "You summoned us brothers over at such a late night. Something must have happened. You wouldn't normally come looking for us."
He saw that Zhang Jingliang's condition was not very good, his eyes were bloodshot, and he didn't look like he was in a normal state.
"Ah."
Zhang Jingliang nodded and looked at the four of them: "There is a situation here. It is difficult to deal with. If not, I may have to run away."
"what?!"
Hua Wenjie listened to Zhang Jingliang's words and showed an incredulous expression: "Didn't you just mention the chief inspector some time ago? How could it be?"
"Don't ask, it's very annoying."
Zhang Jingliang became very angry when he mentioned this matter. He waved his hands in confusion: "If you don't do this well, Chief Inspector? Haha, you will get kicked by the ghost guy."
He gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice: "None of these ghost guys are good. Damn it. I have done so many things for them these years, but there is nothing I can't do brilliantly. Damn it, there's not a single thing I can do." If you do it well, you’ll turn your back on the person.”
"Gui Lao doesn't have any good things."
Hua Wenjie agreed and looked at Zhang Jingliang: "Sir Zhang, tell us what you want to do, and we will listen to you. Without you, how could we be as cool as we are now? We are still squatting in prison."
"Um"
Zhang Jingliang looked out the window with twinkling eyes, licked his dry lips, and then said, "Do you still remember Tianyangzhi's gang in northern Myanmar?"
Hua Wenjie looked at Zhang Jingliang, unable to comment.
remember.
Of course they remembered.
three years ago.
Tian Yangzhi and his gang robbed the financial company of a society in Xiangjiang. It was information provided by Zhang Jingliang and the society's informant.
However, there was an accident at the scene at that time, and it was not known who was the mole. As a result, Tian Yangzhi and his team suffered great losses, and several brothers died.
The brother who ran away with the money was also killed. In the end, both people and money were lost, and no benefits were gained at all.
It is said that Tian Yangzhi and their boss Tian Yangsheng was chased by the marine police when they were evacuating Xiangjiang. He was hit by a stray bullet during the chaos. His life and death are unknown. There is no news to this day.
"Ha ha."
Zhang Jingliang chuckled: "I have already contacted them and am going to ask them to come over. If I can't handle this matter well, then I will join forces with them to do another big deal, rob and run away."
"Damn it, it doesn't matter if you don't wait here. I've been working for the ghost guy for so many years and I'm tired. Let's take some money and run away."
"Ha ha."
Hua Wenjie showed a sarcastic smile: "Tsk tsk... These people are really stupid. We still can't find out who ordered them? Ask them to come, they really dare to come again."
"Hahaha"
All the people in the car laughed.
Regarding the robbery that year, Zhang Jingliang provided information to Tian Yangzhi and the others. Hua Wenjie and the four of them cooperated, but he deliberately concealed the police deployment at the scene, catching them off guard.
Tian Yangzhi and his brothers took money to run away and were beaten to death on the street. They were also arranged by Zhang Jingliang.
"Okay, stop making fun of others. What if they hear it and don't come over?"
There was also a hint of sarcasm in Zhang Jingliang's tone, and he bared his teeth and said with a smile: "When they come over, I will contact them if they want to do something."
"As for you, let's stick to the old routine and let them do it. You come out from the back and reap the benefits."
He thought clearly: "Let's contact Laojia first to prepare some arms. The firepower of Daquanzi was quite fierce that day. You should also get some rifles like this to provide absolute suppression of firepower."
The AK in the hands of big circle boy Ye Jihuan left a deep impression on him. Anyone holding a .[-] was no match for them.
"it is good."
Hua Wenjie nodded in response.
"Do you have any banknotes?"
"some."
Hua Wenjie laughed: "Last time, Tian Yangzhi and the others didn't use up the money they helped us grab. There was so much left that we couldn't use it all."
"Hahaha"
Several people laughed again.
"low profile."
Zhang Jingliang waved his hand and stopped them again: "You still have to be careful. I only know what Tian Yangzhi looks like. I don't know the details of the other people."
"Several years have passed, and they must have new people coming in. I don't know what their level is. We must work steadily and ensure nothing goes wrong."
"Okay Sir Zhang, I will listen to you."
Hua Wenjie and others became serious and nodded.
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have to say.
Daquanbao's work efficiency is fast. After Wu Zhihui called him to give him a hint, the speed of Huajia Company's procedures in the mainland was once again improved.
Within two days, all the negotiations were completed and the procedures were completed. The mine jointly operated by Huajia and the mainland was established, and the exploration certificate and mining procedures were completed one after another.
Daquanbao and the others worked smoothly and completed all the things they promised before. Wu Zhihui also did not hesitate to contact the people arranged by Daquanbao.
It was dark.
On the Shenzhen River, Shenzhen is across the river.
Under the cover of night, Changmao put the cultural relics that had been packed and prepared one by one on the boats with several snakeheads. The boats made the sound of motors on the river and drove to the other side carrying the cultural relics.
The whole process went extremely smoothly.
on the river bank.
The heavily armed police officers had been waiting for a long time. After the goods arrived, they immediately unloaded the goods and unpacked them on the spot. A team of experts came up and carefully inspected the goods on the spot using a simple platform.
"It's all true!"
After carefully inspecting the eleven cultural relics, the expert team took off their reading glasses, nodded affirmatively, and said in an excited tone: "Well, this comrade deserves a lot of credit for the return of the lost cultural relics this time."
"Be careful loading the car and taking it back to the museum."
Captain Wen nodded, picked up the phone and called Daquanbao: "Thank you for your hard work, it's done."
Ten p.m.
Tsuen Wan.
Big D looked at the men led by Changmao: "Everyone has worked hard tonight."
He raised his hand and patted his pocket: "The boss has allocated funds for us tonight. All the expenses for the evening will be paid for by the boss!"
"Next, have a midnight snack of meat and drink. Everyone in the nightclub will arrange two big horses for you."
"Thank you, Brother D!"
"Long live the boss!"
All the horses immediately cheered.
"Ha ha."
The long-haired man bared his teeth and laughed. Looking at the cheering horses, he waved his hands reservedly: "You can go tonight, but I won't go. I have something else to do, so I'll go have a midnight snack by myself."
"Going for a midnight snack by yourself?!"
Big D looked at Changmao's expression and teased: "Is it a real midnight snack or a fake midnight snack?! What are you doing, brat?"
"No no."
Changmao pursed his lips and smiled: "Recently, I prefer to eat hot pot. You can go ahead and I won't get involved."
"Stinky boy."
Big D looked at Chang Mao, who was wearing a suit on such a hot day, and laughed and cursed: "If I hadn't been entertaining these brothers tonight, I would have to go with you to see which hot pot restaurant has such delicious hot pot."
"I'll arrange for two brothers to go with you."
"No, no, no, let's go play."
Changmao waved his hand, naturally he would not spoil the fun: "The hot pot restaurant is just ordinary, nothing delicious. Let's go and have fun. I'm fine."
"alright."
Big D didn't say anything more. He raised his hand and threw the keys of his Mercedes-Benz to Changmao: "If you have enough cards, take my car." Then he left with his brothers.
Changmao tossed the Mercedes-Benz car keys in his hand, shook his head with a smile, raised his hand and tugged on his thin suit jacket, got in the car, stepped on the accelerator and drove away.
He walked around a few times before finding a flower shop that was about to close, bought a bouquet of roses, and went straight to his destination.
Tsim Sha Tsui.
There is a hot pot restaurant facing the street. The big characters "Zhuang Kee Dabian Luo" printed on the signboard are eye-catching under the light.
Changmao parked the Mercedes-Benz, got out of the car, took the bouquet of roses, and walked towards the hot pot restaurant.
Not long after he entered, Zhang Zifeng drove here, glanced at Changmao who went in, lit a cigarette and held it in his hand, looking inside the hot pot.
The store of Zhuang Kee Dabian Luo is generally decorated and the overall environment is not very good, but the price is affordable, so the business is okay.
Changmao walked in, and the boss saw Changmao at a glance. Changmao came to eat hot pot whenever he had time recently, and everyone got to know him.
"Zhao Sheng, here you are, are you still alone?"
Zhuang Laoxi looked at Changmao who came in, and warmly greeted him to sit down in front of a wall: "You look at the menu first, and I'll get you a glass of water."
"Thank you."
Changmao smiled and pulled up the stool and sat down, picked up the menu and started reading, but his eyes glanced at the young woman sitting at the counter.
This is Xiaoting, the daughter of Mr. Zhuang. She is very young, with no make-up and simple clothes. Although she has no makeup or dress-up, she is very elegant and has delicate features.
Xiaoting also saw Changmao, and the two looked at each other.
Changmao raised his hand and waved to say hello to Xiaoting. Xiaoting pursed her lips and smiled, and waved to Changmao.
Xiaoting already remembers Changmao. She has been coming to their restaurant to eat hot pot recently. She comes alone and talks politely, which is completely different from other noisy and foul-mouthed customers.
A few days ago, some club members caused trouble in a hot pot restaurant after drinking too much. Changmao stepped in to help settle the matter. He had a good impression of him.
At this moment.
"Snapped!"
A drop of water dripped from the ceiling, just on the hairy hand, one drop, two drops, three drops.
"puff"
Xiaoting pursed her lips and chuckled, and quickly walked out from behind the counter: "Sorry, Mr. Zhao, the ceiling is leaking a little. Let me change your seat."
She helped Changmao pick up the bowls and chopsticks, then moved to a seat next to the wall and sat down. She removed the extra bowls and chopsticks and said, "You are dressed so beautifully today. Are you talking about business?"
"No, just wear whatever you want."
Changmao smiled and shook his head, then gave the ordered menu to Xiaoting: "Excuse me."
"it is good."
Xiaoting took the menu, and then she saw underneath the menu. There was a rose in her long-haired hand, and the water droplets just sprayed on the rose were still hanging on the petals.
"For you."
Changmao looked at Xiaoting: "I passed by the flower shop in the evening and bought one for you. Flowers match a beautiful woman."
Then he said: "Are you free tomorrow night? Do you mind having dinner together tonight?!"
"Humph."
Xiaoting listened to Changmao's words, glanced at the roses, and hummed softly: "The roses are almost withered. Look, the petals are starting to turn black."
"Uh"
Changmao suddenly felt a little embarrassed and shrugged angrily: "Okay then" and then prepared to take the rose back.
Send flowers to Xiaoting, ask her to have dinner, but if she doesn't accept, that means she's not interested in you, even if you have long hair, you know what's interesting.
"Puch..."
Xiaoting looked at Changmao's expression and laughed again. She reached out and snatched the rose from Changmao's hand, put it under her nose and sniffed it: "Well, it's also beautiful even if it's withered."
Then he looked at Changmao: "There's a good new movie that came out recently. There's a midnight show tonight. I just want to watch it. When I finish work, can I invite my dad to join me?"
"of course."
Changmao nodded in response, and looked at Xiaoting who turned around and entered the counter to put the roses in the water glass, and also laughed.
Outside the hotpot restaurant.
Zhang Zifeng looked through the glass at Changmao sitting against the wall, raised his hand to put out the cigarette butt, opened the door and walked towards the hot pot restaurant.
He walked in swaggeringly. Mr. Zhuang, who was serving the food, looked at Zhang Zifeng who came in, and quickly stepped forward to greet him: "Young man, what can you eat? There are a few people, and I will help you arrange a seat."
"Humph."
Zhang Zifeng snorted softly, raised his hand and flicked the hem of his coat, revealing the .[-] gun holster pinned to his waist.
"Hello sir."
Mr. Zhuang looked at the .[-] in Zhang Zifeng's holster and laughed: "Inside, please, what can I eat?"
Zhang Zifeng ignored him and walked towards Changmao's side. As soon as he sat down, water drops from the ceiling fell in front of him.
"I'm sorry I'm sorry."
Mr. Zhuang quickly called him to the seat next to him: "The ceiling is leaking a little, let's sit here, and I will bring you two more side dishes later."
Zhang Zifeng still ignored him, and took the bowl and chopsticks to Chang Mao's table. He glanced at Chang Mao who was sitting against the wall, put down the bowl and chopsticks, pulled up the stool and sat down next to Chang Mao.
Changmao looked at Zhang Zifeng, then looked at his expression, but without speaking to him, he picked up the bowls and chopsticks and went to the middle seat.
"Excuse me."
Mr. Zhuang looked at Changmao who took the initiative to give up his seat, and said apologetically: "Sheng Zhao, I will give you a [-]% discount later, please excuse me."
"fine."
Changmao waved his hand, not caring.
Naturally, he knew Zhang Zifeng. The two of them had been in contact before because of the matter with Shengtu. Knowing that he was a police officer, of course he would not talk to him or argue with him, so he took the initiative to give up his position.
Zhang Zifeng looked at Changmao coldly, took the menu and ordered a few dishes.
Soon.
The dishes came up.
Zhang Zifeng blanched two pieces of leafy vegetables, put them in a bowl and took the chopsticks and went to Changmao's table again.
Changmao looked at Zhang Zifeng and ignored him.
"Zhao Zhicheng, Changmao, is one of the striking horses under Wu Zhihui, right?"
Zhang Zifeng glanced at Changmao, put the vegetables in the bowl into his mouth and chewed them, then picked up the beer on the table and poured it for himself: "I'm here to see you today."
"Ha ha."
Changmao glanced at Zhang Zifeng, then put the beef in a shabu-shabu pot and boiled it: "Sir Zhang, why are you looking for me? I shouldn't have anything for you to look for."
"Don't you know why I came to you?"
Zhang Zifeng raised his head and drank the wine in one gulp. He slapped the glass on the table and said in a clear voice, "You have no idea what you have been doing recently."
"I do not know."
Changmao smiled and shook his head, picked up the beef and stuffed it into his mouth: "I'm sure there's nothing that would make Sir Zhang come to me."
"Humph."
Zhang Zifeng sneered and poured beer into the cup: "You help Wu Zhihui with work. Recently, Wu Zhihui grabbed a batch of cultural relics from his hands. You are responsible for managing this batch of cultural relics, right?"
He put down the beer and looked at Changmao: "Hand over the things. This thing doesn't belong to you. It will only be troublesome if you hold it in your hands."
"Sorry, Sir Zhang."
Changmao shook his head and said calmly: "I don't know what you are talking about. I don't understand what you are saying."
"I'm not satisfied with you talking to me like this."
Zhang Zifeng lost his patience, reached out and tugged on the collar of his long sweater and pulled it to him: "You have to tell me that I take you to the police station?!"
"Be more knowledgeable and tell me where things are."
in the counter.
Xiaoting saw Zhang Zifeng taking action and was about to go up, but was held down by Mr. Zhuang and shook his head: "This is a bad guy, we can't afford to offend him. He rushes to the street, he looks like a dog, and he is extremely arrogant. "
"Humph."
Xiaoting snorted coldly, but did not go there again.
"Excuse me."
Changmao looked at the domineering Zhang Zifeng, raised his hand and pushed him away. He stretched out his hand to shake the wrinkled shirt collar: "I don't know what you are talking about. If you have any evidence, bring it out and talk to me."
He pointed to the seat next to him: "I'm not familiar with you, so it's better not to sit at the same table with me. Please leave."
"you"
Zhang Zifeng still wanted to speak, but the phone rang suddenly. He glanced at Changmao coldly, then returned to his seat, picked up the phone and answered it.
Zhang Jingliang's anxious tone came over the phone: "Xiejia Shoun, something happened. Just now, I heard from Gui Lao that the police who came to look for cultural relics in the mainland have withdrawn. It seems that they have already obtained the items."
"Street boy, Wu Zhihui should have given these things to the mainland police!"
"what?!"
Zhang Zifeng's expression tightened and his voice became louder: "Already sent away? So soon?! What should we do?!"
"Where are you now?!" Zhang Jingliang's voice sounded.
"I was in a hot pot restaurant, staring at the shaggy guy."
Zhang Zifeng looked back at Changmao sitting at the table: "I was about to talk to him, what's wrong?!"
"Now there is no use for him, and everything is no longer in his hands."
Zhang Jingliang scolded angrily: "I told you about this two days ago, and you're just fucking starting to do it now. What a shame."
"Stop talking nonsense." Zhang Zifeng suddenly became unhappy when he heard Zhang Jingliang's voice.
"Let's go."
Zhang Jingliang was upset: "Don't waste your time on him. Damn it. If nothing else, the ghost guy is going to get me. I'll handle the rest myself. You useless thing. I can't count on you." .”
"you"
Zhang Zifeng's voice froze when he heard the words.
"You'd better pray that I can escape smoothly."
Zhang Jingliang thought for a while and simply organized his words: "If the cultural relics don't come back, Gui Lao will lose a lot of money, and he will definitely take it out on me. Forget it, I'm tired of helping Gui Lao these years, so I won't do it anymore. "
He spoke quickly and said to Zhang Zifeng: "I'm going to make a big order. I've contacted Tian Yangzhi and the others. They should be able to arrive in Xiangjiang tonight." "Are you crazy?!"
Zhang Zifeng lowered his voice: "Why did you contact them again when you were fine?! That incident back then."
"To shut up!"
Zhang Jingliang scolded and continued to himself: "Two days later, the British Bank will have a sum of money to be escorted to the East District. If I remember correctly, it seems that you will also be involved by then, right? You want to be promoted Senior Inspector of the Eastern District, right?"
"What do you mean."
Zhang Zifeng's expression was alert and his brows were knitted together.
"you help me."
Zhang Jingliang's thinking was clear: "I'm going to let Tian Yangzhi and the others rob these escort vehicles, and then run away with the money. All you need to do is to help me provide information, police deployment, and escort routes."
"More than 5000 million, it's enough for me to run away, don't you think?! The ghost guy would never have thought that someone would dare to rob their British bank, right?"
"Mad dog, you!"
Zhang Zifeng gritted his teeth: "Things haven't reached that point yet. How dare you do anything? What if the matter is exposed and implicates me?"
"I'm very aware of Gui Lao's style of doing things. Sources tell me that Gui Lao is already preparing to resign from my post. If he resigns me, he wants me to die. I have no choice."
Zhang Jingliang's tone was firm and unquestionable: "Help me get this deal done. If I run away, you won't have anything to worry about. You'll be completely rid of me, right?! You have no choice!"
"You are younger than me, and your chances in the future will definitely be greater than mine. Help me get this thing done. There is still a long way to go."
"I"
Zhang Zifeng was suddenly speechless.
"Okay, that's it."
Zhang Jingliang said nothing more: "As I said before, you have no choice. Now that I'm in trouble, you must help me escape unscathed."
"The British Bank is a British-owned bank. No one dares to rob them, so their usual escort security is not as good as other banks. With your help, robbing will be much easier."
"Hem home shovel!"
Zhang Zifeng slapped his hand on the table, took the hung up phone, lit a cigarette and sucked on it.
Zhang Jingliang, you are such a fucking mad dog, how dare you steal money from the British Bank? !You want to fucking drag me in.
Crazy, all crazy!
He looked at Chang Mao sitting at the table next to him, and blamed this Yan family shovel.
Damn it, if they didn't give the cultural relics to the mainland police, they wouldn't have forced Zhang Jingliang to this dead end.
Damn shaggy guy, I'll do it first before you talk.
"Grass!"
Zhang Zifeng cursed in a low voice, raised his hand to stub out the cigarette butt on the table, stood up and walked directly outside.
"Sorry, check out!"
However, Xiaoting stood up and blocked his way, holding out her hand: "A total of 320 yuan was spent. Here is the bill. Let's settle it."
"I'm a policeman."
"What happened to the police?!"
Xiaoting didn't want to be like him. She would definitely not be able to leave without giving him money. Zhang Zifeng gritted his teeth, took out a calf and patted it in her hand: "Very good, I will remember you and give them all to you." ,Keep the change, please."
He left the hot pot restaurant angrily, got into a car and left. He came back 10 minutes later, and there was already a yellow-haired club boy in the car.
"Selling flour, do you know how long you have to squat if I drag you in?!"
Zhang Zifeng looked coldly at Changmao sitting in the hot pot restaurant: "If you see that Changmao boy, go in and kill him, and you will have nothing to do."
Then he took out a wad of banknotes from his hand buckle and said, "Besides, this money is for you, and you won't let it go in vain."
Ma Zai looked at Zhang Zifeng with twinkling eyes, then looked at the banknotes, his expression hesitant.
"hesitate?"
Zhang Zifeng sneered: "Okay, I'll call someone to come over now and sweep away your number helper's place, and then tell the outside world that you are my informant and provided me with clues."
"Short mule, when your informant betrayed your society and your business was raided by the police, do you know what your fate will be?!"
"it is good!"
The yellow-haired pony boy gritted his teeth and nodded in agreement. He stretched out his hand and took the banknotes in his hand: "I'll go prepare it."
"Hem home shovel!"
Zhang Zifeng slapped him on the head angrily: "I asked you to fucking stab this Shaggy to death. I didn't ask you to assassinate the Commissioner of Police. Why, why are you still fucking preparing?!"
He reached out and pulled out a short dagger from the clasp of his hand. He unzipped Ma Zai's waist bag, which contained several bags of packed flour, and put the dagger inside.
"Have you seen Shaggyboy?!"
Zhang Zifeng reached out and pointed at Changmao, who was sitting on the seat with his back to the door: "Go in, sit next to him, and when he is not paying attention, pull out the dagger and stab him from behind, and it's over."
"It's such a simple thing, why are you so fucking prepared?!"
Sneak attacks from behind are the most difficult to guard against.
Ma Zai hesitated for a moment, nodded and got out of the car and headed towards the hot pot restaurant.
In a hot pot restaurant.
"Xiao Ting."
Changmao looked at the table against the wall where Zhang Zifeng had just been seated by Xiaoting and said, "I'd better switch to this table."
"Isn't your table good?"
Xiaoting looked up at Changmao, who was taking off his suit: "You're wearing a white shirt with long sleeves. It's so hot. There's air conditioning above your head. It's very comfortable."
"It's ok."
Changmao smiled and shook his head: "I like to sit against the wall."
It's a habit of his.
long, long ago.
He remembered what the boss said to Big D and himself:
When eating hot pot, you must sit against the wall or sit next to the wall.
When fishing, you must wear a helmet.
Although both Big D and Changmao felt that what the boss Wu Zhihui said was unfounded, they followed his words and got used to it after doing it a few times. That's why Changmao came in earlier and chose a seat against the wall.
"Okay, I'll listen to you."
Xiaoting shrugged, wiped the table clean, picked up the copper pot with a rag, and prepared to change places.
main entrance.
The yellow-haired pony boy walked in, looked at Changmao who was about to change positions, and took the first step to occupy the position against the wall.
"Sorry, there is someone here." Xiaoting apologized.
"I'm not human?"
Huang Mao looked at Xiaoting coldly, then looked at Changmao: "Pu Street Boy, have a meal and change seats here and there."
Then he said to Xiaoting: "Do you know who I am? People from the Number Gang have destroyed all the stores in our territory!"
"It's ok."
Changmao thought about it and let it go. He waved his hand and didn't want to embarrass Xiaoting: "I'll just sit at this table. I won't change."
But he glanced at Huang Mao twice more.
Huang Mao ordered something hastily, and the bottom of the pot started to heat up, but he was absent-minded, drinking beer frequently and looking out through the window from time to time.
in the car.
Zhang Zifeng lit a cigarette and smoked it. Looking at Ma Zai who had not made any move, he directly picked up the mobile phone and waved it in a threatening manner.
"Oh shit."
Ma Zai gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice. He raised his head and drank all the beer in the cup, then pulled out a big golden bull and said, "Pay the bill!"
"I'll give you change."
Xiaoting took the money and went to the counter.
"hurry up."
Ma Zai urged and walked towards the door. He put his palms on his waist bag and looked at Chang Mao who was pouring wine. He picked up the dagger and walked directly towards Chang Mao who had his back turned to him.
Changmao was sitting on his seat, pouring a black bottle of Xiangjiang beer, and accidentally saw the shadow reflected on the bottle.
The distorted figure couldn't be seen clearly, but he could be seen walking towards her quickly.
Changmao's eyelids twitched, and he stood up from his seat with a beer bottle in hand. It was this stop that caused the dagger originally stabbed at his back to deflect from its accuracy.
"Pfft."
The dagger stabbed in from behind.
"Grass!"
Changmao cursed in a low voice, raised the wine bottle in his hand, hit Ma Zai directly on the head, and kicked him away with his foot.
Ma Zai was in pain and rushed forward to pull out the dagger and stab it again. Changmao held the broken beer bottle in his hand, holding the mouth of the bottle and wielding it with the sharp fracture surface.
The sudden situation caused chaos in the hot pot restaurant. Everyone screamed and everyone dispersed. Ma Zai looked at the crazy long hair, hesitated for a moment, stopped applying the knife, greased his soles and ran away.
"Sheng Zhao!"
"Zhao Sheng! It's me, it's me!"
Xiaoting looked at Changmao who had a dagger stuck in his back and was holding the mouth of the beer bottle and waving it around. He yelled several times before Changmao, who had red eyes, calmed down.
She supported Shaggy's arm with trembling palms. Shaggy's lips were now white, her face was pale and bloodless, and her body was leaning forward slightly.
"Hospital."
Changmao grabbed Xiaoting's hand, patted Pingzhi's car keys into Xiaoting's hand, and walked out towards the door.
"I can't drive either." Xiaoting took a look at the car key and quickly followed.
Changmao opened the door and staggered towards the Mercedes Benz parked on the roadside. His steps were shaky and unsteady, and the body of the Mercedes Benz was in his sight.
"Pfft!"
Changmao's body moved forward and fell straight to the ground. His body twitched twice. The dagger stuck in his back was conspicuous, and the blood seeping out stained his white shirt red.
Diagonally forward.
"Humph!"
Zhang Zifeng sat in the car, raised the corner of his mouth and looked at the fallen Chang Mao in the rearview mirror. The cigarette he held was ejected: "Short mule, are you imitating other people's patriotism? Who will die if you don't die!"
He stepped on the accelerator, and the car roared out and disappeared into the street.
"Zhao Sheng...Zhao Sheng!"
Xiaoting followed out, looked at Changmao lying on the ground, raised her hand and shook his body. Seeing that he didn't respond, she picked up the car keys, but the door couldn't be opened.
"I'm coming!"
Zhuang Laoxi appeared with Shaggy's mobile phone in his hand, took the Mercedes-Benz car keys from Xiaoting's hand, opened the car door, turned back and grabbed Shaggy's hands, and shouted to his daughter who was at a loss: "Come here and help me" , carry him up.”
Xiaoting just woke up from a dream and hurriedly went to help. It took a lot of effort to lift Changmao into the car, put her back on the seat, inserted the car key in a familiar way, and drove towards the hospital with the accelerator roaring.
"Zhao Sheng?!"
Xiaoting was sitting in the passenger seat and looked at Shao Mao in the back seat: "Do you want to stop his bleeding?"
"Let it flow."
Mr. Zhuang shook his head, stared ahead, and held the steering wheel firmly with both hands: "We can't do anything. He will die if the knife is pulled out."
"Whether he can survive it depends on him."
At this moment.
The mobile phone nearby rang.
Big D's voice sounded: "Shaggy boy, have you finished the hot pot? Come over to the nightclub to catch the next show."
"Something happened to Mr. Zhao."
Xiaoting held the phone and explained quickly: "We are on the way to the hospital, please come here now."
"Hem home shovel!"
Big D hung up the phone and slapped his hand on the table. The originally lively scene suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at Big D.
"He jumped on the street, and Changmao was stabbed by someone!"
"Who did it!"
"Fuck him!"
All the horse boys jumped up and slapped the table one by one, usually followed by Changmao. Changmao was a big boss with a great personality and was good to their younger brothers. No one would not support him.
The food stall that was originally full of people emptied out in an instant, and everyone got into the car and rushed towards the hospital.
on the road.
The Mercedes-Benz charged all the way, regardless of the traffic lights, and drove Changmao to the hospital as quickly as possible and into the emergency room.
"just wait."
Zhuang Laoxi looked at Xiaoting walking back and forth, came outside, and lit a cigarette.
"Daddy."
Xiaoting followed out and looked at Mr. Zhuang: "Why didn't I know you could drive? It's fast and steady."
"Oh."
Zhuang Laoxi blew out the smoke and wrote lightly: "I used to work as a parking boy, and I have been exposed to all kinds of cars. I often used customers' money to go out for rides to pick up girls. That's how your mother got picked up by me."
"Ugh"
Xiaoting exhaled with a sad face: "I don't know if Zhao Sheng can carry it over. Why would someone stab him just for a meal?!"
"He is such a low-key person. You see, he never argued with anyone about changing tables at night. And the policeman was also very kind when he attacked him directly."
Xiaoting gritted her teeth fiercely: "These people are really hateful, we must arrest them!"
"he"
"Silly girl, Zhao Sheng is from the club."
Mr. Zhuang has long recognized Changmao's identity: "There are many disputes in the world. Some things are not yours. If you don't provoke others, others will not provoke you."
He held a cigarette and looked at his worried daughter: "He comes to our hotpot restaurant whenever he has time during this period. I know whether my hotpot is delicious or not. He just comes here for you."
"Honestly, do you also like this Zhao Sheng?"
"no!"
Xiaoting subconsciously refused, then shook her head again, wanting to explain, looking at Mr. Zhuang's eyes: "Oh, daddy, what are you talking about? You can't talk nonsense."
"I gave you all the roses, but you accepted them all. They are so bright and red when they are placed on the counter. I think I am blind."
"oops!"
Xiaoting stomped her feet and walked directly inside: "Hurry up, I'll go in first and wait. I hope Zhao Sheng is okay."
Just talking.
Suddenly I heard the sound of footsteps coming and going in the corridor. It was very noisy and made the floor tremble slightly.
In the sight, Big D with a dark face walked quickly towards this side, followed by a group of horse boys who were equally aggressive. Several of the horse boys who took off their clothes and drank came over without even having time to put on their clothes.
The huge crowd blocked the corridor.
"People from Zhao Sheng?"
Mr. Zhuang's eyelids twitched as he looked at the posture of the person coming. He guessed that Zhao Sheng was from the club, but he didn't expect such a big posture and so many people coming. It seemed that his status was not low.
He threw away the cigarette butt and went forward: "The person is still being rescued inside. I don't know the specific situation, but it is quite serious. When we arrived at the hospital, the person had already fainted."
"Thank you!"
Big D glanced at the father and daughter, Mr. Zhuang and Mr. Xiao: "What is the specific situation? What happened at night, please be specific?"
"Is such that."
Zhuang Lao Xiu spoke very quickly, without adding any exaggeration or jealousy, and truthfully described Chang Mao's entire process from entering the hot pot restaurant.
"correct."
Mr. Zhuang added: "The policeman who came in later must know Zhao Sheng, and Zhao Sheng also knows him. There were conversations and conflicts between the two."
"Someone from the Number Gang?"
"The Yan family shovel, go over and kill the number now and help these people attack the street!"
"Kill and find someone!"
All the horses started talking at once.
The noise was so loud that it attracted people from the hospital. He was not afraid of them and scolded them: "Please be quiet. If you are so noisy, you will disturb the doctors inside for surgery. Who will be responsible then?"
This time everyone became quiet.
"Big Brother D!"
Ma Zai came up and said, "Take someone directly over to give the number to the important person!"
"."
Big D hesitated for a moment, but did not speak immediately. Although he and Changmao were from the same hometown, they had a very good relationship.
But this incident happened suddenly, and the people from the Number Gang had no reason to stab Changmao for no reason. If someone interfered and deliberately provoked their fight, he would directly take people to the Number Gang to ask for someone.
If a fight breaks out, the consequences will be huge. When the time comes, the boss Wu Zhihui will
"Big D, what are you waiting for?!"
A crisp sound sounded in the corridor.
Everyone turned to look.
Wu Zhihui is here.
Aji followed behind him.
All the horses moved out of the way and greeted each other: "Boss."
"Boss."
"I heard a little bit of what you just said."
Wu Zhihui looked at the emergency red light in front of him with a cold face: "Since it has something to do with the people from the Number Gang, then go directly to the Number Gang to find someone."
"What happened to Changmao in Tsim Sha Tsui is under the control of Xinji and the Number Gang. Then bring someone to ask for the person and ask them to find the person for me!"
He looked at the father and daughter, Mr. Zhuang and Mr. Xi, and said, "I would also like to ask you to help me identify the person."
"no problem."
Mr. Zhuang waved his hand: "I'll go with them."
"Should we call Dinosaur and Lao Xu first? Let their people look for them first."
Big D pondered for a moment. Although he really wanted to do this, he still wanted to be on the safe side: "If there is a misunderstanding and a fight breaks out, there is nothing we can do about Brother Tian."
"Making a phone call? Are you the Commissioner of Police? Are you so generous, and they can help you with just one phone call at night?"
Wu Zhihui scolded Big D: "Let me drive people into their Tsim Sha Tsui territory first. If there is no pressure, who the hell will help you do things?!"
"If they don't hand over the person, then we'll go in and dig it out ourselves! If they don't let us in, then we'll fight in and find the person!"
"Within an hour, I want to see the stabbers appear in front of me, Wu Zhihui. Damn it, they dare to stab my Wu Zhihui's leader?!"
"go!"
When Big D heard what Wu Zhihui said, he finally felt confident. He raised his hand and waved: "Blow the whistle to identify the person!"
Before leaving, he glanced at Wu Zhihui gratefully: "Thank you, boss, for supporting Changmao."
"work."
Wu Zhihui waved his hand and Big D walked out quickly.
"Aji Zai."
Wu Zhihui turned to look at Ah Ji: "Go and check for me. Find out who the policeman who appeared in the hot pot restaurant to talk to Changmao is tonight!"
"As long as you know who he is, I don't care what his identity or status is in the police force. Bring him to me. If he wants to come, then come. If he doesn't want to come, then he won't come!"
"Ok."
Ah Ji nodded, looked at Wu Zhihui with a gloomy face, and knew that he was really angry, so he nodded and left the hospital quickly.
(End of this chapter)
Three in the morning.
At the gate of Aberdeen Police Station, a black car parked outside. After the car stopped, the driver turned on the high beam and flashed it.
The high beam briefly flashed a few times, extremely conspicuous in the dark night, illuminating the distance.
Zhang Jingliang was sitting in the pavilion. When he saw the car parked outside, he stood up and walked out, opened the door and got in.
There were four people sitting in the car, one on each seat. Zhang Jingliang and two others were sitting in the back seat. The space in the back suddenly seemed crowded.
"Sir Zhang."
The young man in the co-pilot greeted Zhang Jingliang with great respect. As he spoke, he handed him a pack of Lucky Strikes in a red and white hard box: "Here, the Lucky Strikes you like."
"call"
Zhang Jingliang exhaled, took the cigarette box, patted it in his hand a few times, and opened the outer plastic wrap: "You brothers are so considerate. You still remember what flavor I like."
"That is."
The man bared his teeth and said with a smile: "In our hearts, Sir Zhang is our brother, and we have always respected you. If we don't know what kind of cigarettes you like to smoke, that would be too unqualified."
"Hahaha"
Zhang Jingliang laughed heartily, shook the cigarette case and distributed it around the four people in the car: "Ajie, Xiaojing, Ding Wang, Azong!"
"Thank you Sir Zhang."
Several people took the cigarettes handed over by Zhang Jingliang, and several people sat in the car and smoked cigarettes. The windows were rolled down, and smoke was pouring out of the car.
These four people, who used to be Zhang Jingliang's men, made serious mistakes during an operation, causing casualties among the same group of people during the operation.
Originally, they were not only going to be dismissed from their posts, but also to be imprisoned, but Zhang Jingliang saved them. The four of them were dismissed from their posts, but they were spared from jail.
Now, the four of them are living ordinary lives in various walks of life in Xiangjiang.
"Sir Zhang."
Hua Wenjie sat in the passenger seat, held a cigarette in his right hand and stretched out the window to shake the ashes: "You summoned us brothers over at such a late night. Something must have happened. You wouldn't normally come looking for us."
He saw that Zhang Jingliang's condition was not very good, his eyes were bloodshot, and he didn't look like he was in a normal state.
"Ah."
Zhang Jingliang nodded and looked at the four of them: "There is a situation here. It is difficult to deal with. If not, I may have to run away."
"what?!"
Hua Wenjie listened to Zhang Jingliang's words and showed an incredulous expression: "Didn't you just mention the chief inspector some time ago? How could it be?"
"Don't ask, it's very annoying."
Zhang Jingliang became very angry when he mentioned this matter. He waved his hands in confusion: "If you don't do this well, Chief Inspector? Haha, you will get kicked by the ghost guy."
He gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice: "None of these ghost guys are good. Damn it. I have done so many things for them these years, but there is nothing I can't do brilliantly. Damn it, there's not a single thing I can do." If you do it well, you’ll turn your back on the person.”
"Gui Lao doesn't have any good things."
Hua Wenjie agreed and looked at Zhang Jingliang: "Sir Zhang, tell us what you want to do, and we will listen to you. Without you, how could we be as cool as we are now? We are still squatting in prison."
"Um"
Zhang Jingliang looked out the window with twinkling eyes, licked his dry lips, and then said, "Do you still remember Tianyangzhi's gang in northern Myanmar?"
Hua Wenjie looked at Zhang Jingliang, unable to comment.
remember.
Of course they remembered.
three years ago.
Tian Yangzhi and his gang robbed the financial company of a society in Xiangjiang. It was information provided by Zhang Jingliang and the society's informant.
However, there was an accident at the scene at that time, and it was not known who was the mole. As a result, Tian Yangzhi and his team suffered great losses, and several brothers died.
The brother who ran away with the money was also killed. In the end, both people and money were lost, and no benefits were gained at all.
It is said that Tian Yangzhi and their boss Tian Yangsheng was chased by the marine police when they were evacuating Xiangjiang. He was hit by a stray bullet during the chaos. His life and death are unknown. There is no news to this day.
"Ha ha."
Zhang Jingliang chuckled: "I have already contacted them and am going to ask them to come over. If I can't handle this matter well, then I will join forces with them to do another big deal, rob and run away."
"Damn it, it doesn't matter if you don't wait here. I've been working for the ghost guy for so many years and I'm tired. Let's take some money and run away."
"Ha ha."
Hua Wenjie showed a sarcastic smile: "Tsk tsk... These people are really stupid. We still can't find out who ordered them? Ask them to come, they really dare to come again."
"Hahaha"
All the people in the car laughed.
Regarding the robbery that year, Zhang Jingliang provided information to Tian Yangzhi and the others. Hua Wenjie and the four of them cooperated, but he deliberately concealed the police deployment at the scene, catching them off guard.
Tian Yangzhi and his brothers took money to run away and were beaten to death on the street. They were also arranged by Zhang Jingliang.
"Okay, stop making fun of others. What if they hear it and don't come over?"
There was also a hint of sarcasm in Zhang Jingliang's tone, and he bared his teeth and said with a smile: "When they come over, I will contact them if they want to do something."
"As for you, let's stick to the old routine and let them do it. You come out from the back and reap the benefits."
He thought clearly: "Let's contact Laojia first to prepare some arms. The firepower of Daquanzi was quite fierce that day. You should also get some rifles like this to provide absolute suppression of firepower."
The AK in the hands of big circle boy Ye Jihuan left a deep impression on him. Anyone holding a .[-] was no match for them.
"it is good."
Hua Wenjie nodded in response.
"Do you have any banknotes?"
"some."
Hua Wenjie laughed: "Last time, Tian Yangzhi and the others didn't use up the money they helped us grab. There was so much left that we couldn't use it all."
"Hahaha"
Several people laughed again.
"low profile."
Zhang Jingliang waved his hand and stopped them again: "You still have to be careful. I only know what Tian Yangzhi looks like. I don't know the details of the other people."
"Several years have passed, and they must have new people coming in. I don't know what their level is. We must work steadily and ensure nothing goes wrong."
"Okay Sir Zhang, I will listen to you."
Hua Wenjie and others became serious and nodded.
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have to say.
Daquanbao's work efficiency is fast. After Wu Zhihui called him to give him a hint, the speed of Huajia Company's procedures in the mainland was once again improved.
Within two days, all the negotiations were completed and the procedures were completed. The mine jointly operated by Huajia and the mainland was established, and the exploration certificate and mining procedures were completed one after another.
Daquanbao and the others worked smoothly and completed all the things they promised before. Wu Zhihui also did not hesitate to contact the people arranged by Daquanbao.
It was dark.
On the Shenzhen River, Shenzhen is across the river.
Under the cover of night, Changmao put the cultural relics that had been packed and prepared one by one on the boats with several snakeheads. The boats made the sound of motors on the river and drove to the other side carrying the cultural relics.
The whole process went extremely smoothly.
on the river bank.
The heavily armed police officers had been waiting for a long time. After the goods arrived, they immediately unloaded the goods and unpacked them on the spot. A team of experts came up and carefully inspected the goods on the spot using a simple platform.
"It's all true!"
After carefully inspecting the eleven cultural relics, the expert team took off their reading glasses, nodded affirmatively, and said in an excited tone: "Well, this comrade deserves a lot of credit for the return of the lost cultural relics this time."
"Be careful loading the car and taking it back to the museum."
Captain Wen nodded, picked up the phone and called Daquanbao: "Thank you for your hard work, it's done."
Ten p.m.
Tsuen Wan.
Big D looked at the men led by Changmao: "Everyone has worked hard tonight."
He raised his hand and patted his pocket: "The boss has allocated funds for us tonight. All the expenses for the evening will be paid for by the boss!"
"Next, have a midnight snack of meat and drink. Everyone in the nightclub will arrange two big horses for you."
"Thank you, Brother D!"
"Long live the boss!"
All the horses immediately cheered.
"Ha ha."
The long-haired man bared his teeth and laughed. Looking at the cheering horses, he waved his hands reservedly: "You can go tonight, but I won't go. I have something else to do, so I'll go have a midnight snack by myself."
"Going for a midnight snack by yourself?!"
Big D looked at Changmao's expression and teased: "Is it a real midnight snack or a fake midnight snack?! What are you doing, brat?"
"No no."
Changmao pursed his lips and smiled: "Recently, I prefer to eat hot pot. You can go ahead and I won't get involved."
"Stinky boy."
Big D looked at Chang Mao, who was wearing a suit on such a hot day, and laughed and cursed: "If I hadn't been entertaining these brothers tonight, I would have to go with you to see which hot pot restaurant has such delicious hot pot."
"I'll arrange for two brothers to go with you."
"No, no, no, let's go play."
Changmao waved his hand, naturally he would not spoil the fun: "The hot pot restaurant is just ordinary, nothing delicious. Let's go and have fun. I'm fine."
"alright."
Big D didn't say anything more. He raised his hand and threw the keys of his Mercedes-Benz to Changmao: "If you have enough cards, take my car." Then he left with his brothers.
Changmao tossed the Mercedes-Benz car keys in his hand, shook his head with a smile, raised his hand and tugged on his thin suit jacket, got in the car, stepped on the accelerator and drove away.
He walked around a few times before finding a flower shop that was about to close, bought a bouquet of roses, and went straight to his destination.
Tsim Sha Tsui.
There is a hot pot restaurant facing the street. The big characters "Zhuang Kee Dabian Luo" printed on the signboard are eye-catching under the light.
Changmao parked the Mercedes-Benz, got out of the car, took the bouquet of roses, and walked towards the hot pot restaurant.
Not long after he entered, Zhang Zifeng drove here, glanced at Changmao who went in, lit a cigarette and held it in his hand, looking inside the hot pot.
The store of Zhuang Kee Dabian Luo is generally decorated and the overall environment is not very good, but the price is affordable, so the business is okay.
Changmao walked in, and the boss saw Changmao at a glance. Changmao came to eat hot pot whenever he had time recently, and everyone got to know him.
"Zhao Sheng, here you are, are you still alone?"
Zhuang Laoxi looked at Changmao who came in, and warmly greeted him to sit down in front of a wall: "You look at the menu first, and I'll get you a glass of water."
"Thank you."
Changmao smiled and pulled up the stool and sat down, picked up the menu and started reading, but his eyes glanced at the young woman sitting at the counter.
This is Xiaoting, the daughter of Mr. Zhuang. She is very young, with no make-up and simple clothes. Although she has no makeup or dress-up, she is very elegant and has delicate features.
Xiaoting also saw Changmao, and the two looked at each other.
Changmao raised his hand and waved to say hello to Xiaoting. Xiaoting pursed her lips and smiled, and waved to Changmao.
Xiaoting already remembers Changmao. She has been coming to their restaurant to eat hot pot recently. She comes alone and talks politely, which is completely different from other noisy and foul-mouthed customers.
A few days ago, some club members caused trouble in a hot pot restaurant after drinking too much. Changmao stepped in to help settle the matter. He had a good impression of him.
At this moment.
"Snapped!"
A drop of water dripped from the ceiling, just on the hairy hand, one drop, two drops, three drops.
"puff"
Xiaoting pursed her lips and chuckled, and quickly walked out from behind the counter: "Sorry, Mr. Zhao, the ceiling is leaking a little. Let me change your seat."
She helped Changmao pick up the bowls and chopsticks, then moved to a seat next to the wall and sat down. She removed the extra bowls and chopsticks and said, "You are dressed so beautifully today. Are you talking about business?"
"No, just wear whatever you want."
Changmao smiled and shook his head, then gave the ordered menu to Xiaoting: "Excuse me."
"it is good."
Xiaoting took the menu, and then she saw underneath the menu. There was a rose in her long-haired hand, and the water droplets just sprayed on the rose were still hanging on the petals.
"For you."
Changmao looked at Xiaoting: "I passed by the flower shop in the evening and bought one for you. Flowers match a beautiful woman."
Then he said: "Are you free tomorrow night? Do you mind having dinner together tonight?!"
"Humph."
Xiaoting listened to Changmao's words, glanced at the roses, and hummed softly: "The roses are almost withered. Look, the petals are starting to turn black."
"Uh"
Changmao suddenly felt a little embarrassed and shrugged angrily: "Okay then" and then prepared to take the rose back.
Send flowers to Xiaoting, ask her to have dinner, but if she doesn't accept, that means she's not interested in you, even if you have long hair, you know what's interesting.
"Puch..."
Xiaoting looked at Changmao's expression and laughed again. She reached out and snatched the rose from Changmao's hand, put it under her nose and sniffed it: "Well, it's also beautiful even if it's withered."
Then he looked at Changmao: "There's a good new movie that came out recently. There's a midnight show tonight. I just want to watch it. When I finish work, can I invite my dad to join me?"
"of course."
Changmao nodded in response, and looked at Xiaoting who turned around and entered the counter to put the roses in the water glass, and also laughed.
Outside the hotpot restaurant.
Zhang Zifeng looked through the glass at Changmao sitting against the wall, raised his hand to put out the cigarette butt, opened the door and walked towards the hot pot restaurant.
He walked in swaggeringly. Mr. Zhuang, who was serving the food, looked at Zhang Zifeng who came in, and quickly stepped forward to greet him: "Young man, what can you eat? There are a few people, and I will help you arrange a seat."
"Humph."
Zhang Zifeng snorted softly, raised his hand and flicked the hem of his coat, revealing the .[-] gun holster pinned to his waist.
"Hello sir."
Mr. Zhuang looked at the .[-] in Zhang Zifeng's holster and laughed: "Inside, please, what can I eat?"
Zhang Zifeng ignored him and walked towards Changmao's side. As soon as he sat down, water drops from the ceiling fell in front of him.
"I'm sorry I'm sorry."
Mr. Zhuang quickly called him to the seat next to him: "The ceiling is leaking a little, let's sit here, and I will bring you two more side dishes later."
Zhang Zifeng still ignored him, and took the bowl and chopsticks to Chang Mao's table. He glanced at Chang Mao who was sitting against the wall, put down the bowl and chopsticks, pulled up the stool and sat down next to Chang Mao.
Changmao looked at Zhang Zifeng, then looked at his expression, but without speaking to him, he picked up the bowls and chopsticks and went to the middle seat.
"Excuse me."
Mr. Zhuang looked at Changmao who took the initiative to give up his seat, and said apologetically: "Sheng Zhao, I will give you a [-]% discount later, please excuse me."
"fine."
Changmao waved his hand, not caring.
Naturally, he knew Zhang Zifeng. The two of them had been in contact before because of the matter with Shengtu. Knowing that he was a police officer, of course he would not talk to him or argue with him, so he took the initiative to give up his position.
Zhang Zifeng looked at Changmao coldly, took the menu and ordered a few dishes.
Soon.
The dishes came up.
Zhang Zifeng blanched two pieces of leafy vegetables, put them in a bowl and took the chopsticks and went to Changmao's table again.
Changmao looked at Zhang Zifeng and ignored him.
"Zhao Zhicheng, Changmao, is one of the striking horses under Wu Zhihui, right?"
Zhang Zifeng glanced at Changmao, put the vegetables in the bowl into his mouth and chewed them, then picked up the beer on the table and poured it for himself: "I'm here to see you today."
"Ha ha."
Changmao glanced at Zhang Zifeng, then put the beef in a shabu-shabu pot and boiled it: "Sir Zhang, why are you looking for me? I shouldn't have anything for you to look for."
"Don't you know why I came to you?"
Zhang Zifeng raised his head and drank the wine in one gulp. He slapped the glass on the table and said in a clear voice, "You have no idea what you have been doing recently."
"I do not know."
Changmao smiled and shook his head, picked up the beef and stuffed it into his mouth: "I'm sure there's nothing that would make Sir Zhang come to me."
"Humph."
Zhang Zifeng sneered and poured beer into the cup: "You help Wu Zhihui with work. Recently, Wu Zhihui grabbed a batch of cultural relics from his hands. You are responsible for managing this batch of cultural relics, right?"
He put down the beer and looked at Changmao: "Hand over the things. This thing doesn't belong to you. It will only be troublesome if you hold it in your hands."
"Sorry, Sir Zhang."
Changmao shook his head and said calmly: "I don't know what you are talking about. I don't understand what you are saying."
"I'm not satisfied with you talking to me like this."
Zhang Zifeng lost his patience, reached out and tugged on the collar of his long sweater and pulled it to him: "You have to tell me that I take you to the police station?!"
"Be more knowledgeable and tell me where things are."
in the counter.
Xiaoting saw Zhang Zifeng taking action and was about to go up, but was held down by Mr. Zhuang and shook his head: "This is a bad guy, we can't afford to offend him. He rushes to the street, he looks like a dog, and he is extremely arrogant. "
"Humph."
Xiaoting snorted coldly, but did not go there again.
"Excuse me."
Changmao looked at the domineering Zhang Zifeng, raised his hand and pushed him away. He stretched out his hand to shake the wrinkled shirt collar: "I don't know what you are talking about. If you have any evidence, bring it out and talk to me."
He pointed to the seat next to him: "I'm not familiar with you, so it's better not to sit at the same table with me. Please leave."
"you"
Zhang Zifeng still wanted to speak, but the phone rang suddenly. He glanced at Changmao coldly, then returned to his seat, picked up the phone and answered it.
Zhang Jingliang's anxious tone came over the phone: "Xiejia Shoun, something happened. Just now, I heard from Gui Lao that the police who came to look for cultural relics in the mainland have withdrawn. It seems that they have already obtained the items."
"Street boy, Wu Zhihui should have given these things to the mainland police!"
"what?!"
Zhang Zifeng's expression tightened and his voice became louder: "Already sent away? So soon?! What should we do?!"
"Where are you now?!" Zhang Jingliang's voice sounded.
"I was in a hot pot restaurant, staring at the shaggy guy."
Zhang Zifeng looked back at Changmao sitting at the table: "I was about to talk to him, what's wrong?!"
"Now there is no use for him, and everything is no longer in his hands."
Zhang Jingliang scolded angrily: "I told you about this two days ago, and you're just fucking starting to do it now. What a shame."
"Stop talking nonsense." Zhang Zifeng suddenly became unhappy when he heard Zhang Jingliang's voice.
"Let's go."
Zhang Jingliang was upset: "Don't waste your time on him. Damn it. If nothing else, the ghost guy is going to get me. I'll handle the rest myself. You useless thing. I can't count on you." .”
"you"
Zhang Zifeng's voice froze when he heard the words.
"You'd better pray that I can escape smoothly."
Zhang Jingliang thought for a while and simply organized his words: "If the cultural relics don't come back, Gui Lao will lose a lot of money, and he will definitely take it out on me. Forget it, I'm tired of helping Gui Lao these years, so I won't do it anymore. "
He spoke quickly and said to Zhang Zifeng: "I'm going to make a big order. I've contacted Tian Yangzhi and the others. They should be able to arrive in Xiangjiang tonight." "Are you crazy?!"
Zhang Zifeng lowered his voice: "Why did you contact them again when you were fine?! That incident back then."
"To shut up!"
Zhang Jingliang scolded and continued to himself: "Two days later, the British Bank will have a sum of money to be escorted to the East District. If I remember correctly, it seems that you will also be involved by then, right? You want to be promoted Senior Inspector of the Eastern District, right?"
"What do you mean."
Zhang Zifeng's expression was alert and his brows were knitted together.
"you help me."
Zhang Jingliang's thinking was clear: "I'm going to let Tian Yangzhi and the others rob these escort vehicles, and then run away with the money. All you need to do is to help me provide information, police deployment, and escort routes."
"More than 5000 million, it's enough for me to run away, don't you think?! The ghost guy would never have thought that someone would dare to rob their British bank, right?"
"Mad dog, you!"
Zhang Zifeng gritted his teeth: "Things haven't reached that point yet. How dare you do anything? What if the matter is exposed and implicates me?"
"I'm very aware of Gui Lao's style of doing things. Sources tell me that Gui Lao is already preparing to resign from my post. If he resigns me, he wants me to die. I have no choice."
Zhang Jingliang's tone was firm and unquestionable: "Help me get this deal done. If I run away, you won't have anything to worry about. You'll be completely rid of me, right?! You have no choice!"
"You are younger than me, and your chances in the future will definitely be greater than mine. Help me get this thing done. There is still a long way to go."
"I"
Zhang Zifeng was suddenly speechless.
"Okay, that's it."
Zhang Jingliang said nothing more: "As I said before, you have no choice. Now that I'm in trouble, you must help me escape unscathed."
"The British Bank is a British-owned bank. No one dares to rob them, so their usual escort security is not as good as other banks. With your help, robbing will be much easier."
"Hem home shovel!"
Zhang Zifeng slapped his hand on the table, took the hung up phone, lit a cigarette and sucked on it.
Zhang Jingliang, you are such a fucking mad dog, how dare you steal money from the British Bank? !You want to fucking drag me in.
Crazy, all crazy!
He looked at Chang Mao sitting at the table next to him, and blamed this Yan family shovel.
Damn it, if they didn't give the cultural relics to the mainland police, they wouldn't have forced Zhang Jingliang to this dead end.
Damn shaggy guy, I'll do it first before you talk.
"Grass!"
Zhang Zifeng cursed in a low voice, raised his hand to stub out the cigarette butt on the table, stood up and walked directly outside.
"Sorry, check out!"
However, Xiaoting stood up and blocked his way, holding out her hand: "A total of 320 yuan was spent. Here is the bill. Let's settle it."
"I'm a policeman."
"What happened to the police?!"
Xiaoting didn't want to be like him. She would definitely not be able to leave without giving him money. Zhang Zifeng gritted his teeth, took out a calf and patted it in her hand: "Very good, I will remember you and give them all to you." ,Keep the change, please."
He left the hot pot restaurant angrily, got into a car and left. He came back 10 minutes later, and there was already a yellow-haired club boy in the car.
"Selling flour, do you know how long you have to squat if I drag you in?!"
Zhang Zifeng looked coldly at Changmao sitting in the hot pot restaurant: "If you see that Changmao boy, go in and kill him, and you will have nothing to do."
Then he took out a wad of banknotes from his hand buckle and said, "Besides, this money is for you, and you won't let it go in vain."
Ma Zai looked at Zhang Zifeng with twinkling eyes, then looked at the banknotes, his expression hesitant.
"hesitate?"
Zhang Zifeng sneered: "Okay, I'll call someone to come over now and sweep away your number helper's place, and then tell the outside world that you are my informant and provided me with clues."
"Short mule, when your informant betrayed your society and your business was raided by the police, do you know what your fate will be?!"
"it is good!"
The yellow-haired pony boy gritted his teeth and nodded in agreement. He stretched out his hand and took the banknotes in his hand: "I'll go prepare it."
"Hem home shovel!"
Zhang Zifeng slapped him on the head angrily: "I asked you to fucking stab this Shaggy to death. I didn't ask you to assassinate the Commissioner of Police. Why, why are you still fucking preparing?!"
He reached out and pulled out a short dagger from the clasp of his hand. He unzipped Ma Zai's waist bag, which contained several bags of packed flour, and put the dagger inside.
"Have you seen Shaggyboy?!"
Zhang Zifeng reached out and pointed at Changmao, who was sitting on the seat with his back to the door: "Go in, sit next to him, and when he is not paying attention, pull out the dagger and stab him from behind, and it's over."
"It's such a simple thing, why are you so fucking prepared?!"
Sneak attacks from behind are the most difficult to guard against.
Ma Zai hesitated for a moment, nodded and got out of the car and headed towards the hot pot restaurant.
In a hot pot restaurant.
"Xiao Ting."
Changmao looked at the table against the wall where Zhang Zifeng had just been seated by Xiaoting and said, "I'd better switch to this table."
"Isn't your table good?"
Xiaoting looked up at Changmao, who was taking off his suit: "You're wearing a white shirt with long sleeves. It's so hot. There's air conditioning above your head. It's very comfortable."
"It's ok."
Changmao smiled and shook his head: "I like to sit against the wall."
It's a habit of his.
long, long ago.
He remembered what the boss said to Big D and himself:
When eating hot pot, you must sit against the wall or sit next to the wall.
When fishing, you must wear a helmet.
Although both Big D and Changmao felt that what the boss Wu Zhihui said was unfounded, they followed his words and got used to it after doing it a few times. That's why Changmao came in earlier and chose a seat against the wall.
"Okay, I'll listen to you."
Xiaoting shrugged, wiped the table clean, picked up the copper pot with a rag, and prepared to change places.
main entrance.
The yellow-haired pony boy walked in, looked at Changmao who was about to change positions, and took the first step to occupy the position against the wall.
"Sorry, there is someone here." Xiaoting apologized.
"I'm not human?"
Huang Mao looked at Xiaoting coldly, then looked at Changmao: "Pu Street Boy, have a meal and change seats here and there."
Then he said to Xiaoting: "Do you know who I am? People from the Number Gang have destroyed all the stores in our territory!"
"It's ok."
Changmao thought about it and let it go. He waved his hand and didn't want to embarrass Xiaoting: "I'll just sit at this table. I won't change."
But he glanced at Huang Mao twice more.
Huang Mao ordered something hastily, and the bottom of the pot started to heat up, but he was absent-minded, drinking beer frequently and looking out through the window from time to time.
in the car.
Zhang Zifeng lit a cigarette and smoked it. Looking at Ma Zai who had not made any move, he directly picked up the mobile phone and waved it in a threatening manner.
"Oh shit."
Ma Zai gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice. He raised his head and drank all the beer in the cup, then pulled out a big golden bull and said, "Pay the bill!"
"I'll give you change."
Xiaoting took the money and went to the counter.
"hurry up."
Ma Zai urged and walked towards the door. He put his palms on his waist bag and looked at Chang Mao who was pouring wine. He picked up the dagger and walked directly towards Chang Mao who had his back turned to him.
Changmao was sitting on his seat, pouring a black bottle of Xiangjiang beer, and accidentally saw the shadow reflected on the bottle.
The distorted figure couldn't be seen clearly, but he could be seen walking towards her quickly.
Changmao's eyelids twitched, and he stood up from his seat with a beer bottle in hand. It was this stop that caused the dagger originally stabbed at his back to deflect from its accuracy.
"Pfft."
The dagger stabbed in from behind.
"Grass!"
Changmao cursed in a low voice, raised the wine bottle in his hand, hit Ma Zai directly on the head, and kicked him away with his foot.
Ma Zai was in pain and rushed forward to pull out the dagger and stab it again. Changmao held the broken beer bottle in his hand, holding the mouth of the bottle and wielding it with the sharp fracture surface.
The sudden situation caused chaos in the hot pot restaurant. Everyone screamed and everyone dispersed. Ma Zai looked at the crazy long hair, hesitated for a moment, stopped applying the knife, greased his soles and ran away.
"Sheng Zhao!"
"Zhao Sheng! It's me, it's me!"
Xiaoting looked at Changmao who had a dagger stuck in his back and was holding the mouth of the beer bottle and waving it around. He yelled several times before Changmao, who had red eyes, calmed down.
She supported Shaggy's arm with trembling palms. Shaggy's lips were now white, her face was pale and bloodless, and her body was leaning forward slightly.
"Hospital."
Changmao grabbed Xiaoting's hand, patted Pingzhi's car keys into Xiaoting's hand, and walked out towards the door.
"I can't drive either." Xiaoting took a look at the car key and quickly followed.
Changmao opened the door and staggered towards the Mercedes Benz parked on the roadside. His steps were shaky and unsteady, and the body of the Mercedes Benz was in his sight.
"Pfft!"
Changmao's body moved forward and fell straight to the ground. His body twitched twice. The dagger stuck in his back was conspicuous, and the blood seeping out stained his white shirt red.
Diagonally forward.
"Humph!"
Zhang Zifeng sat in the car, raised the corner of his mouth and looked at the fallen Chang Mao in the rearview mirror. The cigarette he held was ejected: "Short mule, are you imitating other people's patriotism? Who will die if you don't die!"
He stepped on the accelerator, and the car roared out and disappeared into the street.
"Zhao Sheng...Zhao Sheng!"
Xiaoting followed out, looked at Changmao lying on the ground, raised her hand and shook his body. Seeing that he didn't respond, she picked up the car keys, but the door couldn't be opened.
"I'm coming!"
Zhuang Laoxi appeared with Shaggy's mobile phone in his hand, took the Mercedes-Benz car keys from Xiaoting's hand, opened the car door, turned back and grabbed Shaggy's hands, and shouted to his daughter who was at a loss: "Come here and help me" , carry him up.”
Xiaoting just woke up from a dream and hurriedly went to help. It took a lot of effort to lift Changmao into the car, put her back on the seat, inserted the car key in a familiar way, and drove towards the hospital with the accelerator roaring.
"Zhao Sheng?!"
Xiaoting was sitting in the passenger seat and looked at Shao Mao in the back seat: "Do you want to stop his bleeding?"
"Let it flow."
Mr. Zhuang shook his head, stared ahead, and held the steering wheel firmly with both hands: "We can't do anything. He will die if the knife is pulled out."
"Whether he can survive it depends on him."
At this moment.
The mobile phone nearby rang.
Big D's voice sounded: "Shaggy boy, have you finished the hot pot? Come over to the nightclub to catch the next show."
"Something happened to Mr. Zhao."
Xiaoting held the phone and explained quickly: "We are on the way to the hospital, please come here now."
"Hem home shovel!"
Big D hung up the phone and slapped his hand on the table. The originally lively scene suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at Big D.
"He jumped on the street, and Changmao was stabbed by someone!"
"Who did it!"
"Fuck him!"
All the horse boys jumped up and slapped the table one by one, usually followed by Changmao. Changmao was a big boss with a great personality and was good to their younger brothers. No one would not support him.
The food stall that was originally full of people emptied out in an instant, and everyone got into the car and rushed towards the hospital.
on the road.
The Mercedes-Benz charged all the way, regardless of the traffic lights, and drove Changmao to the hospital as quickly as possible and into the emergency room.
"just wait."
Zhuang Laoxi looked at Xiaoting walking back and forth, came outside, and lit a cigarette.
"Daddy."
Xiaoting followed out and looked at Mr. Zhuang: "Why didn't I know you could drive? It's fast and steady."
"Oh."
Zhuang Laoxi blew out the smoke and wrote lightly: "I used to work as a parking boy, and I have been exposed to all kinds of cars. I often used customers' money to go out for rides to pick up girls. That's how your mother got picked up by me."
"Ugh"
Xiaoting exhaled with a sad face: "I don't know if Zhao Sheng can carry it over. Why would someone stab him just for a meal?!"
"He is such a low-key person. You see, he never argued with anyone about changing tables at night. And the policeman was also very kind when he attacked him directly."
Xiaoting gritted her teeth fiercely: "These people are really hateful, we must arrest them!"
"he"
"Silly girl, Zhao Sheng is from the club."
Mr. Zhuang has long recognized Changmao's identity: "There are many disputes in the world. Some things are not yours. If you don't provoke others, others will not provoke you."
He held a cigarette and looked at his worried daughter: "He comes to our hotpot restaurant whenever he has time during this period. I know whether my hotpot is delicious or not. He just comes here for you."
"Honestly, do you also like this Zhao Sheng?"
"no!"
Xiaoting subconsciously refused, then shook her head again, wanting to explain, looking at Mr. Zhuang's eyes: "Oh, daddy, what are you talking about? You can't talk nonsense."
"I gave you all the roses, but you accepted them all. They are so bright and red when they are placed on the counter. I think I am blind."
"oops!"
Xiaoting stomped her feet and walked directly inside: "Hurry up, I'll go in first and wait. I hope Zhao Sheng is okay."
Just talking.
Suddenly I heard the sound of footsteps coming and going in the corridor. It was very noisy and made the floor tremble slightly.
In the sight, Big D with a dark face walked quickly towards this side, followed by a group of horse boys who were equally aggressive. Several of the horse boys who took off their clothes and drank came over without even having time to put on their clothes.
The huge crowd blocked the corridor.
"People from Zhao Sheng?"
Mr. Zhuang's eyelids twitched as he looked at the posture of the person coming. He guessed that Zhao Sheng was from the club, but he didn't expect such a big posture and so many people coming. It seemed that his status was not low.
He threw away the cigarette butt and went forward: "The person is still being rescued inside. I don't know the specific situation, but it is quite serious. When we arrived at the hospital, the person had already fainted."
"Thank you!"
Big D glanced at the father and daughter, Mr. Zhuang and Mr. Xiao: "What is the specific situation? What happened at night, please be specific?"
"Is such that."
Zhuang Lao Xiu spoke very quickly, without adding any exaggeration or jealousy, and truthfully described Chang Mao's entire process from entering the hot pot restaurant.
"correct."
Mr. Zhuang added: "The policeman who came in later must know Zhao Sheng, and Zhao Sheng also knows him. There were conversations and conflicts between the two."
"Someone from the Number Gang?"
"The Yan family shovel, go over and kill the number now and help these people attack the street!"
"Kill and find someone!"
All the horses started talking at once.
The noise was so loud that it attracted people from the hospital. He was not afraid of them and scolded them: "Please be quiet. If you are so noisy, you will disturb the doctors inside for surgery. Who will be responsible then?"
This time everyone became quiet.
"Big Brother D!"
Ma Zai came up and said, "Take someone directly over to give the number to the important person!"
"."
Big D hesitated for a moment, but did not speak immediately. Although he and Changmao were from the same hometown, they had a very good relationship.
But this incident happened suddenly, and the people from the Number Gang had no reason to stab Changmao for no reason. If someone interfered and deliberately provoked their fight, he would directly take people to the Number Gang to ask for someone.
If a fight breaks out, the consequences will be huge. When the time comes, the boss Wu Zhihui will
"Big D, what are you waiting for?!"
A crisp sound sounded in the corridor.
Everyone turned to look.
Wu Zhihui is here.
Aji followed behind him.
All the horses moved out of the way and greeted each other: "Boss."
"Boss."
"I heard a little bit of what you just said."
Wu Zhihui looked at the emergency red light in front of him with a cold face: "Since it has something to do with the people from the Number Gang, then go directly to the Number Gang to find someone."
"What happened to Changmao in Tsim Sha Tsui is under the control of Xinji and the Number Gang. Then bring someone to ask for the person and ask them to find the person for me!"
He looked at the father and daughter, Mr. Zhuang and Mr. Xi, and said, "I would also like to ask you to help me identify the person."
"no problem."
Mr. Zhuang waved his hand: "I'll go with them."
"Should we call Dinosaur and Lao Xu first? Let their people look for them first."
Big D pondered for a moment. Although he really wanted to do this, he still wanted to be on the safe side: "If there is a misunderstanding and a fight breaks out, there is nothing we can do about Brother Tian."
"Making a phone call? Are you the Commissioner of Police? Are you so generous, and they can help you with just one phone call at night?"
Wu Zhihui scolded Big D: "Let me drive people into their Tsim Sha Tsui territory first. If there is no pressure, who the hell will help you do things?!"
"If they don't hand over the person, then we'll go in and dig it out ourselves! If they don't let us in, then we'll fight in and find the person!"
"Within an hour, I want to see the stabbers appear in front of me, Wu Zhihui. Damn it, they dare to stab my Wu Zhihui's leader?!"
"go!"
When Big D heard what Wu Zhihui said, he finally felt confident. He raised his hand and waved: "Blow the whistle to identify the person!"
Before leaving, he glanced at Wu Zhihui gratefully: "Thank you, boss, for supporting Changmao."
"work."
Wu Zhihui waved his hand and Big D walked out quickly.
"Aji Zai."
Wu Zhihui turned to look at Ah Ji: "Go and check for me. Find out who the policeman who appeared in the hot pot restaurant to talk to Changmao is tonight!"
"As long as you know who he is, I don't care what his identity or status is in the police force. Bring him to me. If he wants to come, then come. If he doesn't want to come, then he won't come!"
"Ok."
Ah Ji nodded, looked at Wu Zhihui with a gloomy face, and knew that he was really angry, so he nodded and left the hospital quickly.
(End of this chapter)
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