"Hey, fourth brother, where are you now?" Gao Yingbei sat on the lounge chair by the swimming pool, holding the phone, pretending to be anxious.
"I've arrived in Los Angeles." Long Si's tone changed, revealing a hint of melancholy.
"Fourth brother, now Huang Zhengguo's younger brother wants to kill you for revenge. Both black and white are looking for you. You must be careful in Los Angeles."
"Don't worry, I will take care of myself."
Long Si stood at the front desk of the restaurant, looking at the liquor labeled in English in the wine cabinet. His heart was heavy, filled with the sadness of being in a foreign land.
Gao Yingbei stood up from his chair and thought: "Fourth brother, do you want me to send someone over to protect you?"
"Thank you. I'm in my apprentice Ahao's restaurant. He will protect me. Let's not talk about it for now. Let me know if there is news."
"Okay, when the storm passes, I will send someone to take you back."
Beep, Long Si hung up the phone. Gao Yingpei glanced at Blind Sound's cell phone, and then called Ma Zai next to him and ordered: "Inform the mafia in Los Angeles to look for Ah Hao and Xiao Ma's restaurant in Chinatown. They must be there." Gotta get rid of them."
"Yes, boss."
Ma Zai turned around and left, starting to contact the killer in Los Angeles.
Their counterfeit banknote business has a supply and sales network all over the world, and the buyers include the Los Angeles Mafia. As long as they promise to give up a few points in the next transaction, the mafia will definitely be happy to help them get an old bone.
Now that the police have visited the shipyard, Gao Yingbei feels uneasy if he doesn't kill Long Si. If Long Si returns to China and accuses him of murder, he will not be imprisoned for making counterfeit money, but will be imprisoned for murder. If he is taller than someone, he will really become a laughing stock in the street.
…
This time in Los Angeles, Xiao Ma Chinese Restaurant.
After Long Si put down the phone, he turned to look at Song Zihao and Xiao Ma Ge beside him.
Song Zihao patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "Only by giving it a try will you know who is more trustworthy."
"I want to see if there will be a killer coming." Brother Ma held a toothpick in his mouth, put the wine glass in front of him, and gestured with his hands forcefully: "If one comes, kill one, if two come, kill a pair." .”
"Haha, what are we talking about? It's just a meal." Xiao Ma's younger brother "Aken" came out with a basin of fried rice, placed it on the table, and wiped his hands with an apron.
Seeing that the three of them had solemn expressions and faint murderous intent, he pointed at them and said with a smile: "You all kill and kill all day long, and you are alive to this day. Thank you so much for God's blessing!"
"The adults are speaking, little brother, don't interrupt." Brother Ma pulled out his chair and sat down, and Song Zihao and Long Si also sat down one after another.
Aken looked dissatisfied while eating: "I am the boss of this restaurant, so I am qualified to talk to you."
"Big boss? No one in Hong Kong dares to say that he is a big boss even if he doesn't have more than a billion people. Just you? You're just a bastard."
Brother Ma waved his hand, not taking Aken seriously at all.
Alas, this Aken is really miserable. After graduating from high school, I followed an uncle across the ocean and came to Los Angeles to work. After eleven years, I finally inherited the restaurant business. Unexpectedly, Xiao Ma Ge and Song Zihao, who were tired of playing in Hong Kong Island, came to Los Angeles to join him as a partner.
Forget it, he just brought hundreds of thousands of dollars over to renovate the store. Now it has rented three floors and has become a famous Chinese restaurant in Chinatown.
It is an iron rule of the world that the person who invests money is the boss. As the largest shareholders, Xiao Ma Ge and Song Zihao successfully suppressed Aken's right to speak. This makes Aken become a younger brother, not only responsible for the business of the restaurant, but also helping them make lunch every day.
Fortunately, Xiao Ma knew very well that his younger brother always wanted to be the eldest brother and was always on the verge of committing suicide. So whenever he gets a chance, Brother Ma will beat up his annoying younger brother.
As for today's test, it actually goes against Long Si's original intention.
Without the support of Xiao Ma Ge and Song Zihao, Long Si might not have made this call. But if you think about it carefully, if Gao Yingpei really didn't let him down, what's the harm in making this call? On the contrary, it further proves Gao Yingbai's brotherhood.
Of course...Song Zihao would propose a way to test Gao Yingpei, and he only made the decision after talking to Ajie on the phone.
Since Sir Li has told him the routine of handling the case, Ajie has no reason to sit still and wait for death. Of course, he must follow the idea.
…
In the evening, a yellow car parked in front of the restaurant.
Amy sat in the driver's seat and smoked, her eyes following the windshield and landing in front of the Pony Restaurant. After seeing Xiao Ma and a group of people coming out of the restaurant, they locked the door and prepared to drive back to the apartment.
He made a subtle gesture, clicked the double flash twice, stepped on the accelerator, started the car and bit the tail.
Before Brother Ma's car drove out of Chinatown, three mafia cars had already gathered behind him and were heading along the road.
Aken, who was in charge of driving, looked up at the rearview mirror and grinned: "Brother, a mafia is coming."
"You haven't offended anyone recently, have you?" Brother Ma frowned and asked Aken, but looked at Long Si.
There were four people in the car, and Long Si was probably the one who offended the most.
Long Si's expression also changed. He really didn't expect the killers to come so quickly... He just had a phone call with Gao Yingpei at noon. Now if these killers were invited by Huang Zhengguo, none of the four people present would believe it. .
Seeing this, Aken took over the conversation, holding the smoke in his mouth and said: "I have offended too many people, I'm afraid I can't even count them. After all, I never pay protection fees. Anyone who dares to come to the door to cause trouble, I will treat him to a meal." Fried rice with eggs, don’t go out until you finish eating!”
"Turn to the side road and find a quiet place to deal with them." Brother Ma is worthy of being a big boss who was killed in a hail of bullets. Although his right leg was lame, he didn't take the mafia in his eyes at all.
These ghosts, young and Dangerous guys are good at bullying others, but when it comes to ruthlessness, how can they defeat the big guys in Hong Kong?
Aken took out a .38, clicked it, pressed the safety, turned around and said with a smile: "Do you have any guys?"
This matter today.
It's up to me, Aken, to solve it!
Song Zihao and Brother Xiao Ma looked at each other, looked at their proud brother, and took out the guy with an expressionless expression.
One spray gun, one microflush, all loaded with bullets, each one thicker than the other.
"Wow, where are you hiding?" Aken looked surprised, and suddenly felt that Dian Sanba seemed a little out of place.
"Do I have to tell you even if I hide it in my underwear?" Xiao Ma took a sip and spit out the toothpick. He saw a car approaching them, so he stuck the spray gun out of the window without hesitation.
Just kidding, since they took the initiative to call Gao Yingpei today, it was impossible for them not to prepare in advance. I had already hid all the guys in the car, waiting for these street boys to come and get beaten up.
There was a loud bang, and the whole car suddenly shook. The spray gun in Brother Ma's hand directly smashed the window of the opposite car. The mafioso who was about to shoot fell down on his seat with blood on his face and bullet holes all over his body.
The moving car made a loud noise, and under the driver's panicked and out-of-control maneuvers, it rolled over and flew out of the highway guardrail.
"Chase, catch up."
The remaining two Mafia cars continued to accelerate, following closely behind them.
Click, click, click, four gun muzzles stretched out from the window, firing at the car in front. Brother Ma and others held their guns and leaned down to avoid being hit by stray bullets.
Aken stepped on the accelerator and prepared to drive to an abandoned warehouse on the roadside.
Fortunately, Brother Ma's spray just now was very powerful, and he shot down the Mafia behind so they didn't dare to overtake. With the micro-shock in their hands, they really didn't cause much harm to the people in the car while driving at high speed!
Soon, Aken parked the car at the entrance of the warehouse.
Two Mafia cars also stopped quickly ten meters away.
The eight gunmen pushed open the car door and were preparing to show off their power with micro-chargers. Xiao Ma and Aken were already on their side, pushed open the car door, and rolled to the ground.
One uses a big spray gun to violently break the door, and the other uses a 38 point to kill with fancy points.
The two horses were dispatched, the brothers came on stage, bang bang bang, amidst a burst of gunfire, several mafiosi quickly rushed to the street. One of the remaining three people had a sudden idea and hid behind a piece of gravel in a wasteland, trying to go around and kill Long Si in the car.
However, Song Zihao has always been holding on to Weiqing and sitting in the car to protect his mentor. As soon as the gunman appeared, a hail of bullets shot over, killing the clever gunman to the ground.
The last two mafia gangsters, seeing no hope anymore, simply wanted to get in the car and run away. But before they got in the car, Aken killed one of them. The remaining person had just started the car when his tire was punctured by Song Zihao.
Brother Ma chuckled while holding the spray gun, bang, bang, bang, shooting in front of the car while approaching the ghost gunman.
Amy swallowed and simply threw the charge on the ground. He sat in the car and raised his hands and said, "Don't kill me. Everyone does things for money. If you kill me, you won't be able to open the restaurant again."
"I don't have to kill you, but you have to tell me who asked you to come." Brother Ma raised the spray gun and put the muzzle of the gun against the opponent's chin.
This was not the first time that Amy was held to the point of a gun, but it was the first time that she was held to the point of a troll.
Once I tried the feeling of a spray gun... the pistol seemed to become gentler. Big, thick trolls are the weapons of real men.
"It's Lucian, our union president in Los Angeles."
"Asian, yes, he also did things according to the requirements of an Asian business partner." Amy's strong desire to survive led him to tell everything he knew.
Xiao Ma put down the sprayer, looked at Long Si next to him, and asked meaningfully: "What's that Asian's business?"
"Counterfeit money, he is doing counterfeit money business with our union leader." Amy's tense expression relaxed, and she put her hand on the gear.
After hearing all this, Long Si's eyes showed deep disappointment.
Brotherly loyalty, decades of brotherly loyalty, is no match for the greed of getting rich first.
Gao Yingpei, Gao Yingpei, half your life has passed, don’t you still understand how to behave upright? There is never enough money!
Ponyboy shook his head and turned to leave, but Aken took his place, raising the point 38 and pointing it at Amy. Without further ado, I shot him in the head.
