It was the twelfth lunar month of winter, but the sun was scorching hot in Siam, but the city of Sijiu, far away from the mountains and sea, was still snowing heavily.
Winter is long and spring is far away. In the afternoon, Hu Fei's office.
Guo Hanhong hurriedly knocked on the door, pushed the door open and walked in with a telegram in his hand, his expression a little strange:
"Boss, here is a message just sent from the Yunnan Provincial Branch. Please take a look!"
"Dian Province? What happened again?"
Hu Fei's voice was hoarse, and his face seemed even more haggard at this moment, with obvious bags under his eyes, deep dark circles, and even his hair was gray.
Since the Spring Festival, the situation has become increasingly serious and has taken a turn for the worse. Hu Fei is in dire straits, and his situation has become increasingly difficult.
When he dreamed back at midnight, he even vaguely envied Du Weiguo for being able to get out of the cage, stretch to his heart's content, express his feelings, and no longer have to pay attention to these flies and dogs, open and covert attacks.
Hu Fei read the telegram at a glance, couldn't help but smile bitterly, silently put down the telegram, lit a cigarette, looked up at Lao Guo, and couldn't help but sigh in his tone:
"Ha! I'm afraid this is his true strength. He is invincible in the world and can run rampant without restraint. He can defeat a thousand with one, cut down mountains and destroy religions. With his own power, he can rival a country.
Before, with us, he was tied up and restricted in every possible way, and he might not have been able to exert even half of his abilities, but this was good, and he would not let the magic weapon fall into the dust. "
Upon hearing this, Lao Guo also looked lonely, sighed, and said with emotion:
"That's right~ This guy was making trouble outside, but he unexpectedly played the role of knocking the mountain and shaking the tiger. Those guys are pervasive and have sharp eyes and ears. I'm afraid they received the news earlier than us, boss~"
Hu Fei frowned, waved his hand with an extremely impatient look, and interrupted Lao Guo's words, as if he really didn't want to continue this topic.
"Lao Guo, don't talk about this. His loyal subordinates and sweethearts are quite stable recently, right?"
Lao Guo sighed secretly, nodded, and regained his composure:
"Well, don't worry, boss, they are all quite calm. Du, uh, this kid is very clever. Before he left, he had already made perfect arrangements."
There was a rare smile on Hu Fei's face, he let out a sigh of relief, and said with emotion:
"Yes, this hozen is clever and can see much more clearly than us. The most difficult thing is that it can pick it up and put it down. Lao Guo, please tell me in detail. I'd love to hear it. It's refreshing and refreshing!"
When Guo Hanhong saw Hu Fei's face softened a little and his brows relaxed, he felt relieved. He smashed his mouth and cleared his throat:
"All the elite members of the King of Hell's team have been dispersed and sent to various places. They are all soldiers. They are all capable. The most important thing is that they are proficient in special operations, which is extremely rare.
They were treated as treasures everywhere, holding them for fear of falling, holding them for fear of melting. All the cadres, even Bai Yin, who raised the dog, were carried away. "
Listening to this, Hu Fei's expression became more relaxed, the corners of his mouth raised, and even his frown relaxed, and he commented with a smile:
"Haha, this hozen knows how to protect its calves, and it has also cultivated some kind of fire, which seems to be the case. What about his other iron rods?"
Having said this, Lao Guo's tone also became much lighter, as if he were talking about his family's treasures:
"Lei Qianjun, Chen Jiansheng, and Tang Ahong went to the city bureau, singled out a stall, and started to work steadily.
Hanwen was transferred away after the year and went to Gan Province. Niu Guangzhi is now in charge of logistics under me and is very effective.
As for the steel rolling mill, it was a world of its own. His old friends, relatives and friends hugged each other, and the iron barrels were as stable as Mount Tai. "
Lao Guo slapped his mouth and sighed:
"Speaking of which, this kid is really powerful. He has no tricks left, and Lei Qianjun and his old mother-in-law are both inside and outside.
A two-pronged approach is used to bring all these arrogant soldiers and generals into submission and arrange everything smoothly, but~"
"Just what?"
Hu Fei just breathed a sigh of relief and felt comfortable. He was immediately lifted up again. Lao Guo smiled bitterly and said helplessly:
"Boss, our company is on leave without pay and is on sick leave. The only temporary worker, Guo Fu, is missing. Hao Shanhe from the steel rolling mill reported the case the day before yesterday."
"Hahaha!"
Upon hearing this, Hu Fei was finally made to laugh so hard that tears came to his eyes. He shook his head vigorously and said in a joking tone:
"This hozen is good at everything. He just shows off his good looks all day long and has caused countless debts. Needless to say, this little girl Guo Fu must have gone to Hong Kong Island."
Lao Guo also laughed, nodded in agreement, and said in a teasing tone:
"Isn't that right? Hong Kong Island is extremely lively right now. He has so many people that he can't even entertain a table of mahjong.
Fox Eyes, Zhao Yingnan, the previous Li Feiyan is probably in Hong Kong Island now, and that foreign woman who is going crazy and looking for information everywhere, and now there is Guo Fu, tsk~"
Lao Guo counted on his fingers and had already clenched a fist. Hu Fei was so childlike that he made a joke:
"Lao Guo, have you forgotten, where is the daughter of the Huo family? Did Mr. Huo ask roundaboutly about Du Weiguo's marital status before?"
"hiss!"
Lao Guo suddenly took a breath of air, silently pressed another finger, and murmured in a low voice:
"Six, God, what can I do? This is so exhausting!"
Hu Fei smiled, then put out the cigarette butt in his hand, sighed, looked out the window distantly, and his tone became vicissitudes of life:
"It's great to be young! To be unscrupulous, Lao Guo, tell me, if we hadn't recruited him in the first place, would he have been able to have the peace, joy, and leisure he wished for?"
Lao Guo shook his head without hesitation and said decisively:
"Impossible! People like him are like standing out from the crowd. No matter where they are, they will definitely stand out.
And our Special Service Department is the most suitable stage for him. Boss, you are his noble person. It is here that the great reputation of the King of Hell was born! "
Lao Guo's words were obviously mixed with flattery and relief. Hu Fei looked at the old man in front of him who had been with him for decades and smiled wryly at himself:
"Okay, Lao Guo, stop bragging. We know our own business. Now we are just like clay Buddhas crossing the river, alas~"
Lao Guo also fell silent, his expression gloomy. After a while, his eyes flickered and he asked tentatively:
"Boss, he will definitely go to Hong Kong Island eventually. Should we find a way to contact him and recruit him as a foreign aid? His deterrent effect is extraordinary."
Hu Fei's eyes were heavy and he tapped his fingers lightly on the table, feeling somewhat moved. However, after thinking for a while, he still shook his head sadly:
"Forget it, Lao Guo, do you think he is still willing to get involved with us now that the tiger has finally returned to the mountain and the flying dragon is flying in the sky?
After all, I owe him the Yang Caiyu matter. This soup is muddy and smelly, so it’s better not to bring him in. Besides, they may not be willing to pay attention to us.
This kid is smart and far-sighted. He has actually already started to make plans. There is already a small situation on Hong Kong Island. Even if Yang Caiyu didn't happen, he wouldn't stay~"
"Alas~"
Lao Guo sighed and said no more.
At the same time, Reina, who was far away in Hong Kong Island, had just received a fax. After reading it, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and her beautiful green eyes narrowed.
"Wesley, you stinky bastard has really brought trouble to the world for thousands of years. I knew you wouldn't die that easily, but did you play a trick like Escape from Its Shell?
Huh, what a big deal, you actually robbed Kunza, you must have made a fortune, no, I will give you a slap in the face! "
Putting down the fax in her hand, Reina picked up the phone on the table without hesitation and made a call:
"Maggie, book me a flight ticket to Bangkok immediately. The earliest time is required. Yes, I can do it alone.
Also, if you keep an eye on my phone these days, if a man named Wesley calls me, tell him I'm in Bangkok, well, that's it. "
After hanging up the phone, Reina gently brushed her long hair and said to herself cheerfully:
"Hey, Wesley, would you be surprised to see me suddenly in Bangkok?"
Wan Chai Police Station, Lei Luo's office. His office is not big, and the decoration is simple and neat, without any luxury.
At this moment, Lei Luo was lying on his desk writing hard and dealing with official matters. On the wall behind him, there was a plaque with two lines of large characters written in flying colors:
"The sea accepts hundreds of rivers, tolerance is great, a wall stands thousands of feet high, and no desire is strong!"
As the leader of the Hong Kong Black Gold Empire, this picture is somewhat ironic, and I don’t know why Lei Luo wanted to hang it up.
"Dang Dang Dang!"
There was a knock on the door outside his office. Lei Luo was interrupted from his thoughts. He raised his head, put down his pen, frowned slightly, twisted his neck, and said in a deep voice:
"Come in!"
The lard guy who looked like Maitreya Buddha squeezed in from outside the door, with a smile on his face:
"Brother Luo!"
When Lei Luo saw him, he raised the corners of his mouth, greeted him, and teased in a teasing tone:
"Lard boy, isn't it your little wife's birthday today? Why did you come to me?"
Lardboy scratched his scalp, walked to Lei Luo's table with a big belly, and said with a smile:
"Brother Luo, please don't embarrass me. Something big happened in the Triangle recently. I'll run over and tell you."
"Um?"
Lei Luo immediately became interested and looked at Lard Boy with burning eyes. He would have known that the black gold empire he built was inseparable from the roots of pornographic gambling and D, and D was the top priority. .
Lei Luo's life and death brother Wu Shihao, a lame man, is one of the four major gangster families in Hong Kong. He helps him manage this industry, shares the profits equally, and makes money every day.
Lardboy was fat, and after walking a few steps he was sweating profusely. He wiped the oily sweat from his forehead, waved his fat arms, and said happily:
"Hehe, before, that old bastard Yan Tong relied on the support of General Sanjia Diluo to make things difficult for us and lower the price maliciously.
Just yesterday, General Luo was shot in the head, and his men were fighting among themselves, with dogs biting dogs. "
Lei Luo frowned, looked solemn, and asked in a deep voice:
"Know who did it? Kunza?"
At this time, Lardboy's expression became even more exaggerated. He moved closer to Lei Luo and lowered his voice mysteriously:
"It's the evil god."
"Evil God?"
Lei Luo was stunned for a moment, unable to react for a moment. Lardboy added in a low voice:
"Brother Luo, that's the great Mr. Wesley."
"hiss!"
Lei Luo suddenly gasped and felt a chill running down his spine. Du Weiguo, under the pseudonym Wesley, came to Hong Kong Island twice.
They were all bloody and earth-shaking, and he was an out-and-out evil god. The impression he left on Lei Luo was really profound.
Unforgettable and unforgettable forever!
"Why did this Evil God come to the Triangle Area again? Could it be that this blind Luo Turtle provoked him to the north?"
Lardboy shook his head, the fat on his face trembling like waves:
"I don't know, I guess not. No matter how stupid he is, he won't be so blind, right?"
Lei Luo lit a cigarette and pondered for a moment:
"Well~ Luo Tibi is dead. None of his men are very capable. It is estimated that Kunza's family will be the only one in the future."
Lardboy said with a smile:
"No, Brother Hao has always been with Kun to sell goods there, and they have a very close relationship. This time, Fatty Chao from Yan Hui's side has nothing to do with him."
Lei Luo slowly exhaled the smoke from his mouth, with a solemn expression, and shook his head:
"It's never a good thing for one company to dominate. Because of its exclusive monopoly, he can set the price at will. Kuncha has been preparing for war for more than a year and has no money. This time he will definitely take the opportunity to raise the price!"
Lardboy didn’t think so:
"What are you afraid of? A rising tide lifts all boats. Anyway, we are close to the water. With Brother Hao's relationship, we can at least kick Fat Zaichao out of the game and save his face."
Lei Luo rubbed his chin, his eyes were deep, and he said with a smile:
"Lard boy, as I said just now, it's never a good thing for one family to dominate. If Ah Hao monopolizes the flour business, haha.
You can secretly help me make an appointment with Fatty Chao, no, just help me make an appointment with Zhixiong for dinner, the sooner the better~"
Lardboy's little eyes quickly rolled a few times, and he nodded solemnly:
"Okay, I understand, Brother Luo, I'll make arrangements right away."
Lardboy walked back, Lei Luo put out his cigarette butt, frowned, and said to himself:
"Shen Shen, will you come to Hong Kong Island this time?"
The next morning, in the 14K meeting hall, there was a plaque of loyalty hanging high in the main hall, a round table below, and speakers from all over the place gathered together. It was a dark area with an astonishing momentum.
Hong Kong Island's "K" is known as the 36th street, but in fact there are not that many. Hong Kong Island is only a little bigger in total. In fact, there are only a dozen or so in total, not even half of them.
At this time, sitting firmly on the dragon head in the center, Prince Zhixiong coughed lightly and said in a calm tone:
"Let's talk about it. General Luo is dead. From now on, Kuncha will have the final say in the Triangle. What will happen to our society's future source of flour?"
No one spoke, and the atmosphere was dull. Zhixiong looked at Fat Chao, who was lowering his head and pretending to be meditative, and said in a low voice:
"Achao, you have always been responsible for the flour business and supply. What do you say?"
Fat Zai Chao is the boss of 14K Ping Zi Dui. He usually relies on Yan Tong. He has always been arrogant and domineering, and he is used to being arrogant.
But now that the leader is asking questions, he can't continue to pretend to be dumbfounded, but his tone is casual:
"What can I do? General Luo was shot in the head by the evil god from thousands of meters away, the evil god!
Brother Prince, you don’t know this person, right? We have been fighting against Kun Tsai before, but now, we can only drink the wind! "
There is a strong irony in Fat Chao's words. When Du Weiguo came to Hong Kong twice, the 14K leading prince was so frightened that he ran away to Tai O, becoming the laughing stock of the world and losing face!
At this time, Dabi, who was sitting in Yizidui, suddenly stood up:
"Fat Zai Chao, you're a bastard. Normally I tell you to be low-key and don't be too arrogant or risk your own life.
You are the cause of everything now. Go find Lai Hao yourself and ask him to sell half of the goods to us! "
Da Bi Deng is the founder of 14K, a veteran of two dynasties, and Yi Zi Dui is very powerful. He is one of the few people Fat Zai Chao dares not to offend.
"Tch, Uncle Deng, Lai Hao is not my servant, how can he be so obedient?"
Dabi Deng is domineering and his tone is harsh:
"I don't care about that. Whether you kneel down and beg him or lick his balls, you have to get the goods, otherwise, haha~"
Speaking of which, the clay figurine is still very angry, not to mention that Fat Chao has a domineering personality. How could he stand this and stood up:
"What else? Dabi Deng, don't rely on your old age. Others are afraid of you, but I, Fat Boy, am not afraid. Can you still bite me?"
"Pujie, how dare you yell at me, I~"
Dabi's nature was like a blazing fire, he immediately rolled up his sleeves and prepared to perform a full martial arts show.
"boom!"
The prince slapped the table hard and said in a harsh tone:
"Fight, beat until death, I will give each of you a knife, until death, okay?"
Needless to say, in the early years, the prince Zhixiong, who had just emerged from the world, was actually quite powerful and quite prestigious, but it was only in recent years.
He is getting older and more mature. The most important thing is that he has money in his pocket. He is already a little tired of fighting and killing. Isn't it good to enjoy life?
In a word, save your life!
As an aside, the Prince himself was indeed one of the few people in Hong Kong who died a good death in that era. He did not die until 2010 and lived to be 83 years old!
The dragon's hair was furious, Dabi Deng and Fat Zai Chao immediately stopped and sat down slowly. The prince snorted coldly:
"Achao, no matter what, you can't get rid of this matter. You and Inspector Yan should discuss it and see if we can find the source of goods again through Lei Luo."
Fatty opened his mouth and was about to speak when the prince glanced at him coldly:
"Yan Tong took 12 million yuan in fees from our K-prefixed company in the same year. He has to help whether he helps or not! Ah Chao, do you have any other questions?"
Fatty Chao's face turned livid, and he hummed angrily: "No problem."
The prince nodded and made the final decision:
"Okay, within half a month, you are responsible for getting the supply, otherwise, I will take care of you!"
As soon as he said this, Fat Zai Chao's face turned pale and he was dumbfounded, while everyone else sitting in the restaurant looked happy and extremely satisfied.
Being able to become the leader of one of the three major societies in Hong Kong, how could the prince be an ordinary person, but also a person with sharp skills.
By then, if Fat Zai Chao can't handle it, he will definitely die, and Pingzidui's seat will inevitably be replaced. In fact, he can't handle it anyway. As for the source of goods, the prince has his own way.
After the meeting ended, the prince stared blankly at the gilded loyalty plaque hanging high in the main hall, and said to himself:
"Evil God, you are really haunting~"
At this time, his confidant, Hua Gao, sitting in the hall with Yong Zi Dui, came closer and whispered:
"Boss, isn't it true that the Jiuju sect has a deep hatred for the Evil God? Do you want to tell them the news about the Evil God now?"
The prince waved his hand and said in a calm tone:
"There is no need to do anything unnecessary. If they still have the courage to fight against the Evil God again, it is estimated that all the people will have boarded the ship and set off at this moment."
At this moment, in Siam Bangkok City and BANGKOK Port, a cargo ship from the Japanese island country slowly anchored.
A large number of men in black with cold expressions, strong bodies, and carrying large bags stepped out from the boat. At the end of the team was an octogenarian old man with white hair and beard, who was in his prime years and leaning on crutches.
After he got off the boat, he gently used his crutches to support his body, and took a deep breath of the warm and humid air of the Bangkok dock. A hint of enchanting purple flashed in his eyes.
"The Evil God, hehe, I wonder how many years of my life can be extended by eating him?"
