Chapter 1171 Rich Trouble and the Rich (Part 2)

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In the southwest of Sai Kung District in the New Territories, not far from New Town, there is a patchwork of squatter shacks made of iron sheets and rotten wooden boards, which are disorderly and chaotic.

It rained heavily in the sky and inside the house. The tangled aisles were muddy and dirty water flowed across them.

In the deepest warehouses, the rain was beating on the roofs, and the crackling sound was particularly permeable. Countless cockroaches and rats breed in such a harsh environment.

The dirty ceiling fan stained with countless flies and mosquito eggs spins swayingly, the table is littered with wine bottles and leftovers, and the damp floor is littered with bottle caps, glass bottles, cigarette boxes, paper balls...

Several young people wearing vests and slippers were sitting on a broken leather sofa and plastic benches around the coffee table, playing baccarat.

“Three sides, three sides, three sides—”

"Blow! Blow!"

"Hahaha...pay for it, pay for it!"

The leader, who had a gold tooth in his mouth and wore a white vest, was playing cards happily, while several big-faced men with bruised noses and swollen faces were all sighing.

Behind him, a man with bulging cheeks spat out the betel nut residue in his mouth, and patted the man next to him whose shirtless body was stripped down to only a pair of boxers and a pair of incomplete myopia glasses, "Is that friend of yours reliable?"

?If you can't send the money, don't blame me for being rude."

He opened his mouth and smiled, but his teeth were black and his mouth was bloody. It was extremely scary. As he spoke, he put some shell ash on lychee leaves, wrapped it with betel nut, put it in his mouth, and chewed it.

"Come, take one each and have a taste."

Several people bravely took it one by one, put it in their mouths, and instantly hit their heads - all of them felt dizzy and chest tight. Several people turned pale with fright, and they all felt like they had been fed poison.

Ugh~

Someone wanted to vomit, but was slapped in the face and yelled "waste".

The second floor not far from the warehouse is brightly lit.

Zhang Shiqiang, who was well-dressed, leaned on the sofa, put his legs on the table in front of him, twisted the European-style leather shoes on his feet, straightened up like an obsessive-compulsive disorder, took out a few tissues, and carefully wiped off the mud on the uppers of the shoes.

After wiping it clean, he smiled with satisfaction.

He shook the big gold watch on his wrist, his expression extremely proud. This is much faster than opening a gold shop to get money!

The door was pushed open, and his trusted subordinates Kitouxiong, Ah Hao and Ayou walked in with serious expressions.

"Hehehe, it seems there is good news?"

As Zhang Shiqiang spoke, he picked up the coffee and took a sip in a polite manner. He couldn't help but frown. He picked up another seven or eight sugar cubes and threw them into the coffee. He cursed and said: "What the hell, what kind of import is this?"

Coffee is not as delicious as the herbal tea made by my father."

As he spoke, he threw three cigars to the three of them.

"Such a so-called Cuban cigar costs hundreds of dollars, enough to feed a poor person for a month. What is the gap between rich and poor? This is called the gap between rich and poor."

Zhang Shiqiang couldn't help but cursed and looked at the three of them, "What's wrong? Look at how bad you three are...losing the card game again?"

While talking, he opened the drawer, took out three rolls of Hong Kong dollars, and put them on the table, "Here is 300,000, take it and spend it."

The three of them looked at each other, and finally Kitouxiong pulled the stool.

"Brother Qiang, we have received a lot of calls just now. I think it is better to let these Koreans go. We checked and found that these Koreans were indeed invited to Hong Kong Island by the big boss...

Besides, even if these people can't squeeze out any profit, they are still a big trouble. Someone just called and said that they are willing to pay 1 million Hong Kong dollars..."

The voice fell,

Three rolls of money were thrown directly at him.

Zhang Shiqiang sat on a chair, raised his triangular eyes, gritted his teeth, pointed at the other person's nose with his index finger, and cursed, "I thought you were drunk and talking about horse urine. Reorganize your language to talk to me."

“Big trouble??”

He put down his feet, stood up, stamped his feet, stretched out his shirt, raised his head with a sinister expression, and said coldly: "What's the big trouble? It's only right to pay back debts! One million? Do you think I, Zhang Shiqiang, am begging for food?"

?Call him back and tell him, I don’t agree! If you are sincere, don’t bargain for 3,000 W! Otherwise, I won’t be able to control it!”

Pick up the big brother on the table and throw it to the other party.

Kitouxiong took it in panic, and then reluctantly called the number given by the other party.

It rang three times and the person on the other end answered.

"The one million you gave is too little, and my boss doesn't agree!"

"How many do you want?" came a faint voice from the other side of the phone.

"Minimum HKD 30 million, old banknotes with no serial numbers!"

As Kitouxiong spoke, he glanced at Zhang Shihao, who was standing there with his back turned, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the other party didn't respond.

"Okay, got it."

The phone was silent for a few seconds, and then there was a beeping busy tone. Ruan Yongwen hung up the phone and threw the big brother into the pond next to him.

In the warehouse, a skinny man nicknamed "Skinny Monkey" spat and walked out with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Gan Linliang, how long will it continue to rain?"

Looking at the crackling rain outside the door, I looked here and there, found a corner, and opened the gate to release the water.

At this moment, he heard a faint sound of "rustling", which made him look around subconsciously.

"It's weird~~What the hell, auditory hallucinations..."

As soon as the thin monkey finished speaking, his eyes were suddenly dazzled by a bright light. He raised his head, his pupils dilated, and he opened his mouth to shout. In an instant, he felt a sharp pain on the side of his neck, his eyes went black, and he fell to the ground.

As he fainted on the ground, his carotid sinus was locked with a knee. This action was very un-Black Lives Matter.

The figure pressing him made a few tactical gestures towards the back, and someone quickly took over and advanced.

Time passed bit by bit.

…

"Why are you so angry?"

In the brightly lit two-story building next door, a woman with permed curly hair, a red suspender skirt, pajamas on her upper body, and rich makeup walked out.

She held the Big Brother in her hand and approached Zhang Shiqiang with a smile.

"I just received a call from Uncle Wai. He was advising you not to take the initiative to provoke the big boss and give him face."

Luo Yanli's eyes were bright and her voice was lazy. She handed the big brother to the other party and said, "If our Hesheng Group wants to continue operating, we will inevitably have to deal with nearby gangs..."

"What's this?"

Zhang Shiqiang raised his eyebrows, spread his hands, and looked around at the few people in feigned shock, "When I do a business transaction about feelings, do I still have to consider his face?"

"Then has this old man ever considered my face, Zhang Shiqiang? The big boss... If he is really the big boss, why would he still be reluctant to part with his gambling debt of 20 to 30 million yuan? As the saying goes, help others to the end... What the hell does this count?

What big water pipe?”

When Zhang Shiqiang said this, he suddenly smiled and hugged Luo Yanli's waist, "Remember, in this world, you are not afraid of wearing shoes if you are barefoot. If things get serious, it will be the big water pipe who has a bad face."

"I'm just a mouthpiece, but it's better to be cautious."

Luo Yanli lit a lady's cigarette, "The big boss has all-powerful means, and he controls both black and white. Xin'an and the number gang are clearly being manipulated in Austria. He Gambling King and Big Liu Sheng have to give in... we have done it before.

I have seen his energy..."

"A big water pipe should have such ability."

Zhang Shiqiang sat down again with a smile, crossed his fingers and touched each other lightly with his two thumbs, and argued: "I never said that I was stroking the tiger's beard~~ It's just a coincidence. Besides, I also have these friends in my hands.

IOUs signed and pledged, Hong Kong is a society governed by law..."

Boom——

As soon as he finished speaking the words "a society ruled by law", the door was knocked open. Pang Rong stumbled and fell to the ground, his whole body twitching and his face covered in blood.

Several people were startled.

Ayou directly opened the sofa, took out the AK inside, and gave one to Ahao. He also threw the pistol and gave it to Gui Touxiong and Zhang Shiqiang.

"What's going on??" Zhang Shiqiang squatted down and hugged the other person.

Pang Rong wanted to raise his hand, but he made a "clucking" sound in his throat, and then fell to the ground without waiting for any further words and fainted.

Zhang Shiqiang stretched out his hand and breathed, feeling energetic, and looked at the three people holding the black star to guard against the outside.

It was quiet outside, except for the sound of raindrops hitting the iron sheet.

"Go and see what happened to Lankougui, Jinyashu and the others!" Zhang Shiqiang stood up, calmly commanded his three confidants, then turned around and asked Luo Yanli to hide in the house, and he followed out with a pistol.

.

"Brother Qiang, there's no movement at all." Ah Hao turned around and whispered.

"What the hell is wrong." Zhang Shiqiang gritted his teeth and said.

When Kitouxiong and Ayou heard this, their tail vertebrae felt cold.

That’s right!
To be continued...