That night.
Kwun Tong District.
Industrial parking lot.
"Hey!" A truck stopped at the door.
"Get on! Get on! Get on!" Dozens of Fuqing gang members wearing black shirts, holding machetes and wearing red belts jumped out of the truck and formed a flow of people, heading towards the parking lot aggressively.
At the gate of the parking lot, several security guards looked shocked. They picked up the iron bars on the gate and walked towards the gate. They shouted loudly: "Here! Dare you go to the Huo family's parking lot to cause trouble?"
These security guards are all brothers of the Huo family.
This parking lot is a site where Huo Family Rental specializes in parking oil trucks.
There are more than a dozen large tank trucks parked in the parking lot, each worth hundreds of thousands, and they are the dishes and chopsticks used by the Huo family to start cooking!
Blowing up these cars is equivalent to destroying the Huo family's job! Even if the Huo family has oil, there is no transportation!
You know, transporting red oil is not a simple matter. The transportation process requires not only vehicles, but also specialized oil trucks...
The oil truck transports the red oil to the dock for loading, or it is transported into the seaside oil pipeline, and the pipeline directly leads to the inland, then the entire oil sales link is completed.
Of course, shipping is still the main method at present, and smugglers cannot connect to the oil pipelines in the mainland.
In the future, when Huo Qingsong becomes bigger, in order to save costs, he will build transportation pipes privately...
"Huo family?"
"I'm just here to blow up your Huo family's car!" Hui Bin raised his machete and shouted, "Chop down these gangsters!"
"Kick him to death!"
"Bang!" A group of young men crashed the gate of the parking lot, and the remaining young men swarmed forward and quickly chopped six or seven Huo family security guards to the ground.
Of course, Huibin received the order from his eldest brother to blow up the car, not to kill people.
Everyone adhered to the rule of "killing people". After knocking the person to the ground, two more cuts on the hands and feet would be enough.
He didn't kill anyone completely!
There are not many people in Huo's parking lot. After all, who would come to the parking lot to cause trouble? These security guards soon fell into a pool of blood one by one, mixed with loess and flying dust, and looked miserable.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Several violent explosions sounded in the parking lot!
Huibin put gunpowder on the buttocks of the three vehicles, ignited them and detonated them, directly blowing up the engines of the oil trucks and flipping the oil trucks to the ground.
The remaining oil trucks had their motors and engines removed one after another and then directly disassembled.
"Exploded" is just an adjective!
Really "exploding" three cars just means that "big brother" does what he says.
Car demolition is the main force.
After all, oil trucks are difficult to blow up and dangerous to blow up, and no one would do anything stupid.
In the smoke of the explosion, several young people from the Huo family looked at the blazing fire, covering their wounds and struggling.
"Evacuate!" Hui Bin waved his hand and left with the motor, engine, and a large group of Fuqing gang members.
Leaving behind only billowing smoke and a few injured people.
the next day.
Morning.
This thing didn't even make it into the newspapers!
But it landed on Master Zhuang’s desk!
"Fuqing helps Yaowen attack your mother."
"Is this bastard so bold as to take advantage of his ambition?"
Mr. Zhuang put the information on the table, clasped his hands on his knees, turned around in his chair with an unhappy expression, and said slowly: "This is not southern Fujian, not Tokyo, and certainly not New York."
The chair turned back to the front, and he said in one word: "This is Hong Kong Island!"
Chen Jiaju stood in front of him and said: "Fujian guys are always bold!"
"But he has to listen to me!" Zhuang Shikai said in a strong and serious tone.
"But this Chen Yaowen is still a very smart man. He just blew up a few cars and didn't kill anyone. The amount of gunpowder he used was not enough. It's not a serious crime at all."
"If you catch him, he will be sentenced to five or six years at most. If you pick any young man to take the blame, there's nothing we can do against him." Chen Jiaju said from the side.
You know, if Chen Yaowen can do it, he is not a fool.
He just wants to strengthen the Fuqing Gang and win the cake of the red oil business.
After all, the Fuqing Gang has multiple branches around the world, and Hong Kong Island is the worst. How shameless is it to tell them?
People in Tokyo next door look down upon me when I go back to my hometown to visit relatives! Even if you build a villa in the countryside, you can't build it higher than a "New Yorker"!
Brother Yaowen is wronged! ! !
I can’t hold my head up at home! ! !
Therefore, he decided to take the risk to touch Huo Qingsong, so he sent a team of soldiers to cause trouble.
However, although he decided to cause trouble, he heard that Chen Xijiu's relationship might involve Mr. Zhuang, so he couldn't help but leave some room for action and not be too harsh.
For example, he decided to blow up Huo Qingsong's oil depot but didn't do it. He decided to kill Huo Qingsong's family but didn't do it. He just blew up a garage as a test.
This is a delusion to leave room for yourself!
This is because I don’t know Mr. Zhuang’s temper!
Is this just blowing up a garage? No! This is already a slap in Mr. Zhuang’s face!
"hehe!"
"Is he slick?"
"It doesn't matter..." Zhuang Shikai closed his suit, straightened his back, sat on the back of his chair and said, "Does he want to see me?"
"Oh, no!"
"Brother Yaowen personally asked me to talk to him!"
Zhuang Shikai had a smile on his face: "Then I will go and talk to him in person!"
Chen Jiaju looked shocked and hurriedly advised: "No need? Sir Zhuang! People will die!"
Zhuang Shikai smiled contemptuously: "Don't worry!"
"He can't touch me!"
"I mean he will die!" Chen Jiaju's co-author is not concerned about the big boss, but about the bad guy opposite.
This time Zhuang Shikai chuckled and said nothing, not caring about the other party's life or death at all. If you have to say something or do something... please prepare body bags!
Zhuang Shikai immediately called Chen Xijiu to make an appointment, Chen Xijiu made an appointment with Huo Qingsong, and Huo Qingsong made an appointment with Brother Yaowen...
It doesn't matter if one layer is separated by another, the key is to set the time well.
The time was finally set at five o'clock in the evening.
Five o'clock in the evening.
It's coming in a blink of an eye.
An ice room in Kowloon.
"Bang!" The rolling shutter door opened.
Yaowen's two younger brothers stood at the door. One of them raised his hand and pointed forward: "You, you, you two come in by yourselves!"
"The others stayed outside."
Chen Xijiu and Huo Qingsong stood at the door, along with a dozen Huo brothers carrying guns and wearing suits.
The person who raised his hand to click was Yaowen’s top horse “Hui Bin”.
This time the two families sat at the table to negotiate. Firstly, Yaowen wanted to get to know Chen Xijiu, and secondly, he wanted to swallow up Huo Qingsong's business.
If we can negotiate, we can devour them without any blood...
Ha ha.
That's perfect!
As for Chen Xijiu and Huo Qingsong, they didn't even say that Mr. Zhuang would come. Haha, they were just waiting to give Yaowen a surprise.
"Um."
"Go in!" Chen Xijiu nodded to Huo Qingsong, and the two of them bowed their heads and walked through the rolling shutter door.
"Bang!" The rolling shutter door closed again.
The Huo family's brothers with guns were waiting outside the door. If Chen Xijiu and others were in danger, they would not be able to provide immediate support.
Their face time is weak, so it is normal to encounter unequal treatment during negotiations, and it is not anything extraordinary.
The lights were on in the ice room, and there were thirty or forty Fuqing gangsters standing there.
The thugs all held knives and looked fierce, staring at the two of them.
Chen Yaowen sat at a small square table with his head lowered, wearing a black shirt, and kept scooping up sugar water with a spoon and putting it into his mouth.
This bowl of "sugar water" is poplar nectar.
Chen Xijiu was wearing a suit and Huo Qingsong was wearing a white sportswear. Both of them had serious expressions.
Chen Xijiu walked to the small square table and pulled out a chair to sit down. Huo Qingsong stood nearby obediently and did not find a place to sit down.
Because he is not the protagonist! Not even a supporting character!
The real protagonist hasn’t appeared yet!
"Mr. Chen, it's our first time meeting you." Chen Xijiu stretched out his hand to Yaowen opposite him and said.
Chen Yaowen raised his head and looked at him, staring straight into Chen Xijiu's eyes for a moment.
Ten seconds later, he put on a smile and gently raised his hand to shake hands with Chen Xijiu: "Inspector Chen is younger than I thought..."
"Haha, not as young as Mr. Chen." Chen Xijiu said with a smile.
As soon as the two met, they exchanged words and ridiculed each other's age.
But Chen Yaowen raised his hand: "Hey! It's true that I am young, but don't call me Mr. Chen. Remember to call me brother Yaowen."
"Huibin! Give Inspector Chen some of the nectar from the poplar branches!"
"By the way, give a portion of the protection fee to the detective!" Chen Yaowen shouted loudly.
This "protection fee" can be described as a show of authority!
"Yes! Boss!" Hui Bin quickly brought out a prepared portion of Yang Zhi Manna and placed a portion of Yang Zhi Manna on the table.
At the same time, a thin red envelope was placed next to it, with few bills in it.
Chen Xijiu looked at him with a smile.
"Brother Yaowen, I haven't been a detective for many years."
"I don't care!" Chen Yaowen put down his spoon and looked at Chen Xijiu: "You took the money! I gave you the face!"
"After drinking this sugar water, take the red envelope and get out! Detective Chen!"
Chen Xijiu picked up the red envelope on the table, turned it over and over, and took a few glances at it.
He said: "You really don't listen to Mr. Zhuang?"
"Why do you prove that it was Mr. Zhuang who said it?"
Chen Yaowen asked.
Chen Xijiu replied: "The New Territories Lu family and the Huizhou Chamber of Commerce have both expressed their stance."
"You still don't believe it?"
"I don't believe it!" Chen Yaowen pressed his hand on the table and said, "I'm going to see Mr. Zhuang arrive! Or Mr. Zhuang calls me! Otherwise, I don't believe it!"
"Don't think I don't know that you have a little bit of wealth, enough to make two bosses give in... But to make me, the Fuqing Gang, give in? Money alone is not enough!"
"Or I'll kill Huo Qingsong and steal the business! Otherwise... I'll give the Huo family five million as compensation for the car bombing last night, and Huo Qingsong will quit the red oil business on his own."
"You choose one!"
"Oh...that's it..." Chen Xijiu nodded and said, "I choose Mr. Zhuang to talk to you!"
"Huh?" Chen Yaowen was stunned for a moment. He stood up with his hands on the table and pointed at Chen Xijiu and cursed: "Don't fucking play with me!"
"Boom!" A stretched Mercedes-Benz suddenly crashed through the rolling shutter door and rushed into the store in an extremely arrogant manner!
Neither the store door nor the price of the car is taken seriously...
Dozens of Fuqing gang members, armed with machetes and fierce expressions, were frightened and fled one after another.
Zhuang Shikai opened the back seat door of the car, wore a high-end suit, held the buttons, got out of the car, looked at everyone and smiled.
"You guys keep talking! I'll sit next to you and listen!" He pulled out a chair at the square table and sat between Chen Yaowen and Chen Xijiu, smiling.
"Hmph!" Chen Jiaju pushed open the driver's seat and got out of the car with a sneer.
Chen Yaowen sat back on the chair weakly and said in despair: "Master Zhuang..."
At this moment, Chen Jiaju put his hand on the gun bag on his waist.
