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Chapter 1908 Toasting, not eating, drinking and punishing

As the leader of the winning streak with Liansheng, Zeng Kui has been struggling in the world for decades. It can be said that there is no scene he has never seen before. From taking the lead in charge when he was a younger brother everywhere, to later leading a group of younger brothers to dare to rush and kill, and later, he led a huge community with tens of thousands of people.

It can be said that Zeng Kui has experienced countless struggles and bleeding scenes. He himself is also covered in scars. As long as he retreats the hood of light, it is difficult to find a smooth and complete piece of skin on his chest and back. He has killed someone, but of course he has been chased.

But even such a person will still have fear and fear. After all, the glorious years he has experienced have been a long time ago. Since he became a person, Zeng Kui has almost never faced the rippling scene directly.

As the saying goes, the more people become, the less courageous they become.

What's more, today's experience is still so bizarre and puzzled. I was having a good time on Bajian Mountain, but I never expected that a group of men in black would appear. These people didn't sign up for the first time, and they didn't talk about cause and effect, and they would chop them up when they saw them, without any ambiguity.

Zeng Kui had never seen a bloody man with blood for several years, but within a day, he saw many.

Those people should be in the Tao from dressing up to their momentum, but when they start, they appear professional, as if they have been trained.

Not only did almost all of his bodyguards die, but even the group of people sent by the three teams to protect him escaped unscathed. Those people seemed to care about casualties and life and death for themselves.

What kind of people want to arrest me, and what is their purpose? They obviously don’t give the three team face at all when they cause trouble in the territory of the three teams. Who can have such strength? In Zeng Kui’s mind, there are really too many puzzles.

At first, Zeng Kui thought that the gang in Hong Kong sent people to find him for revenge. Over the years, he also knew that he had offended many people. It was because of the fact that he expected him to die sooner, so he would rush around everywhere and bring many bodyguards.

However, when they heard those people speak, they were all very authentic and fluent in Japanese, Zeng Kui dispelled his idea. These people were obviously local gangs and had extraordinary strength. They were unlikely to obey the requirements of Hong Kong.

Sitting alone on a chair, the whole room was empty, except for the chair he was sitting on, there was no furniture, and no one else. However, through the gaps in the wooden house, Zeng Kui could feel that the house was surrounded by people. Even if he was tied up, the people were still worried and were still on high alert. However, this kind of attention did not make Zeng Kui feel flattered, but instead deepened his worries.

Since this is the case, it means that the possibility of him returning to Hong Kong is relatively low.

Alas, if I had known this, I had just sent Chen Qimou to come. Why did I have to go there in person? I thought I had formed a cooperative alliance with the Sangu Group, so I found a strong support. What was the result? Even I fell into the tiger's mouth. It was so sad.

Just as Zeng Kui was thinking about it, the door of the room was slid open from outside with a "creak".

Zeng Kui looked up and saw a middle-aged man about 1.75 meters tall. The middle-aged man was wearing a kimono, his hair was meticulously combed, and a small beard on his upper lips. His eyes looked quite depressed, and he seemed to be able to catch up and eat him in one bite at any time.

Behind the middle-aged man, there were two young men in suits standing, each of which was powerful, Kong Wu, and their standing posture was separated by their feet, which could attack and retreat or defend.

"Mr. Zeng Kui, isn't this place quite quiet? This house has not been lived in for several years, and you are its only customer now." The middle-aged man came to Zeng Kui, looked down at him, and said with a cold smile.

Zeng Kui was obviously stunned. He was surprised that the person who came was not speaking Japanese, but Mandarin that he could understand. Although it was awkward and not fluent, at least it meant that it could understand and did not affect communication.

"Guest? Humph, is there anyone who treats guests like this? Who are you? Why should I arrest me and lock me up here?" Such a conversation seemed reasonable. Zeng Kui was angry and wanted to understand these problems.

"Mr. Zeng Kui, it doesn't matter who we are. The key is that I hope you can cooperate well with us. If you can cooperate, everyone will benefit. On the contrary, I'm afraid you will really not be a guest." The other party said slowly in threatening words.

"What do you want me to cooperate with?" Zeng Kui was used to being a big brother. Even if he was subject to someone's reluctance, he raised his head and did not lose his momentum.

"I heard that you and Lian Sheng have run a magazine called "Hong Kong Weekly" in Hong Kong. We hope you can call me and ask the people below to cancel the magazine and never publish it again, and don't get involved in the media again in the future." The other party said in a deep tone.

"Cancel "Xiangjiang Weekly"? No more media involvement?" Such a request was really beyond Zeng Kui's expectations. He could not have thought that the request made by the other party would be so bizarre.

A Japanese man actually paid attention to a magazine in Hong Kong and spent such a huge price to stop the magazine. This is a strange request no matter how you hear it.

"Yes, that's right. It seems that my Mandarin is pretty good. Mr. Zeng Kui can fully understand it." The other party nodded and smiled proudly.

"Then I have to give me a reason. I want to know why you do this?" Others would be as curious as Zeng Kui.

"There is no reason, I just hope you will do it." The other party shook his head unrestrainedly.

"If there is no suitable reason, I will not obey my fate." Zeng Kui also has to take action if the other party doesn't give him face. He is not a little pony who can call him around, so he still has such a temper.

"Oh? I really didn't expect that Mr. Zeng Kui was so old and still had such backbone. It's really admirable. But if you can't do it, I'll have to say sorry to you." As a Japanese, it's usually very handy to play with this kind of politeness.

"What are you going to do? What are you going to do?" Seeing that the middle-aged Japanese man in kimono did not move, the two subordinates behind him walked towards him, Zeng Kui suddenly became nervous.

It is obvious that people naturally came to loosen him and release him, so the rest was to punish him. Zeng Kui wanted to break free, but he couldn't even move his hands. He wanted to avoid him, but he had no way to do so, so he could only lean back tightly, as if he could avoid the other party in this way.

"What they don't do is to make you sober and understand what your situation is now. Here, you are not qualified to bargain, sorry."

As soon as the middle-aged man in kimono finished speaking, he heard Zeng Kui's shrill screams. The two subordinates, one of them, pinched one of Zeng Kui's hands and took measures at the same time, and Zeng Kui's two fragile little fingers were broken like this.

"Oh, it's so bad." Zeng Kui, who was sweating on his forehead, did not forget to curse.

"Mr. Zeng Kui, it's wrong to curse people. That's a very impolite behavior. I hope you understand this." The middle-aged kimono still talked to Zeng Kui without any swelling or fire.

"Oh, you broke my fingers. Is it polite?" Zeng Kui gritted his teeth and endured the severe scolding from his hands.

"But we greeted you in advance. You didn't listen. There was no way, so we made this bad decision. Mr. Zeng Kui, you can calm down now. I'll give you a few minutes. I hope you can think clearly and understand in a few minutes. I don't want us to part in this way in a while." After saying that, the other party turned around and went out in a wooden clogs, so cold that he didn't want to look at Zeng Kui.

Zeng Kui had just suffered, and at this time, he probably wouldn't be willing to cooperate. The other party might have expected this and deliberately gave him a buffer period for calm thinking.

When Zeng Kui was the only one in the room again, he no longer had as many thoughts as before. The sharp pain had completely anesthetized his nerves. All he could feel now was only one word, that is "pain", the two words were "very painful", the three words were "very painful", and the four words were "really painful".

"Damn it, you'd better not let me go out. When I go out, I will definitely wipe you out. I can't swallow this hatred." The humiliation pain turned into hatred, which dazzled Zeng Kui's mind. Not only did he not calm down, he became very angry.

Zeng Kui has lived a pampered life for so many years, but he has never suffered such a crime. In the past, he was cut to the depths of his bones, but Zeng Kui did not scream, but now he is wailing miserably.

"Mr. Sato, are we a little ruthless in doing this? Will he choose to resist to the end because of such a hardship?" Ma De asked after leaving the door.

Yes, the one who went in to see Zeng Kui was Sato Saburo with Ma De and Liu Yifei.

"A little cruel? If he hadn't had any value, I might have thrown him into the sea to feed sharks. Such a person would have dared to go against Mr. Jie, which would be more than 100% dead. Can he resist? If he could resist, I would break all his hands and feet. At worst, we would go to Hong Kong to find trouble for that magazine. Since Mr. Jie handed over the task to us, it would be trusting us. Not to mention that he is just a leader of a gang in Hong Kong, even from Japan, we will still take it down." Sato Saburo said fiercely.

"It can be seen that guy should be afraid of death, I believe he won't support it for long." Liu Yifei, who was standing on the other side, said immediately.

(Today is New Year's Eve. I wish you a happy New Year, great luck in the Year of the Monkey, good health in the new year, and happiness in the family)
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