The Benz car slowly pulled over and stopped. The parking boy who was in charge of guiding came forward and looked at Wang Bao and Ma Jun who were walking down:
"Boss, come here and be cool. Give me the key and I'll park it for you..."
"Get out of here!"
The driver raised his hand and pushed the parking boy aside, then pointed at the Benz car behind him:
"My car is parked here, no one is allowed to touch it."
"ah"
The parking man was stunned when he heard this. He looked at the driver and then at Wang Bao and Ma Jun, and he understood something:
"If you say that, I will understand..."
He didn't stop them, stood aside with the walkie-talkie, and quickly reported into the walkie-talkie in front of them.
They blocked the car at the door. This was the peak time for picking up and dropping off passengers. In just a short period of time, the congestion started.
"Look at the car."
Wang Bao glanced at the parking boy, ignored him, and strode into the nightclub.
Just then.
At the entrance of the nightclub, Wuying in a suit and leather shoes walked out and met Wang Baojun face to face.
He looked at Wang Bao up and down and smiled: "Hey, isn't this our Brother Bao? Why? Why are you free to come to our place today to be cool?!"
Then he looked at Ma Jun who was standing next to Wang Bao: "Ma Jun, Sir, what a coincidence, you are here to play too?"
He spoke very fast and glanced at the door: "What? Brother Bao's car is parked at the door?"
"Yes! My car is parked here."
Wang Bao's fat body stood there, like a big mountain, and the aura of a big boss naturally dissipated from his body, and he looked at Wuying:
"The driver's driving skills are not good and he can't drive into the parking space in the parking lot. Are you a fly? Understand."
"It's okay, we have a parking boy."
Wuying looked at Wang Bao with a smile: "Give them the key and let them park for you. It's free. No charge."
"hehe."
Wang Bao shook his head lightly and refused simply: "My car is not allowed to be touched by others, it's that simple."
"Where is Ji Bu? Where is he? I'll come find him."
Wuying glanced at Wang Bao up and down: "Big boss? He's inside."
"Humph, boy, you are quite sensible."
Wang Bao chuckled lightly, ignored him, and walked inside, but Wuying dodged and blocked his way:
"Brother Bao, it's okay to go in and find my boss, but you have to move the car. Parking it here is against the rules. I can see this place..."
"Irregular?!"
Wang Bao glanced at Wuying sideways and stared at him: "My car is parked here. If you dare, drive it away!"
"But don't blame me for not reminding you, if anyone dares to touch my car, I will chop off his hands!"
He spoke in a very loud voice, and many people around him looked over.
The fly held the cigarette in his mouth and looked at it.
"Get out of the way."
Wang Bao put his hand on Wuying's shoulder, raised his hand to push him away, and strode towards the inside.
Just walked into the nightclub gate.
"Bang!"
There was a violent crash behind him.
Wang Bao frowned and stopped. He turned around and saw that Wuying was driving a car and pushed the Benz parked at the door aside.
"Bang!"
Wuying controlled the car to reverse and hit it again. After several impacts, he pushed the car blocking the door to the side, and the black body was dented in many places.
"Crack!"
Wuying pushed the car door open and came down, looking sideways at Wang Bao: "Since Brother Bao has no rules, then I, Wuying, will tell you the rules here in my own way."
"Oh!"
Wang Bao raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a sneer, and the scar on his upper lip became a little more conspicuous with his smile:
"A fly, right?"
He then set his sights on Ma Jun: "He has such a personality, go and tell him our rules."
"I?!"
Ma Jun frowned and looked at Wang Bao with some displeasure:
"This is the occasion."
"What if?"
Wang Bao interrupted him directly and said coldly: "You are so good at fighting, you must be enough to deal with things like flies, right?!"
Seeing that Ma Jun didn't move, his smile became a little stronger:
"Why, I can't be ashamed, Senior Inspector Ma!"
He didn't push Ma Jun, and said calmly: "You have to get used to being by my side. We are on the same boat now. You have to help me with things when needed."
Finished.
He waved to his horse boy, and a group of people immediately surrounded Wuying.
"Grass."
Watching this scene, Wuying laughed angrily: "The Yan family shovel, are you challenging Wuying on my territory in the new world?!"
immediately.
A large number of horses from the New World came out around them, and the two sides confronted each other.
Just then.
Ji Bu walked out of the nightclub, looked at the large crowd gathered at the door, frowned and scolded:
"What are you doing? What do you want to do?!"
He raised his eyebrows and looked at Wuying, and scolded Wuying dissatisfiedly: "Cowfly, you are no longer big or small, right? Don't you know who Brother Bao is?"
During the conversation.
Ji Bu came to Wang Bao and looked at him with a smile:
"Brother Bao, I've admired his reputation for a long time, and today when I saw him, he was really full of aura."
Then his eyes fell on Ma Jun: "Isn't this Senior Inspector Ma Jun? I'm walking with Brother Bao today, aren't you afraid that Chen Guozhong will doubt your relationship with him?!"
Without waiting for the two of them to answer, Ji Bu reached out and gestured to the inside of the nightclub:
"Come on, Brother Bao, I've been waiting for you to come here for a long time. The wine has been opened for you and I'm just waiting for you to come."
"Haha, you are quite hospitable."
Wang Bao squinted his eyes, looked at the smiling Ji Bu, and continued:
"You must drink wine. It's never too late to drink. But my car was hit by your car. Do you have to give me an explanation for this matter?!"
"Yeah?"
Ji Bu pretended to be surprised when he heard this, and turned to look at the distorted car that was pushed aside at the door, and asked Wu Fei:
"Wuying, you hit Brother Bao's car? You don't have eyes?!"
"Um"
Wuying nodded: "The car was parked at the door. Parking is not allowed at the door. No one moved the car, so I had to knock it out of the way, which would affect our ability to get money."
"ah"
Ji Bu raised his eyebrows and blamed again: "Then you didn't tell Brother Bao that you couldn't park at the door?!"
"Did you say that? Oh, it's okay then."
Ji Bu suddenly understood, looked at Wang Bao with a smile, and stretched out his hand to indicate:
"It took me a long time. Brother Bao, you know you can't park at the door."
"If the car hits, just hit it. Let's go in and have a drink."
"Crack!"
Wang Bao suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Ji Bu's wrist. He tapped Ji Bu's wrist with his palm:
"Your horse hit my car and there's no explanation for it, isn't it good?!"
He grasped Ji Bu's wrist with his palm and secretly exerted force to lock it firmly:
"My car hits me every time it hits me. Isn't it too arrogant of you to do this?!"
"Oh."
Ji Bu chuckled slightly, and exerted force with his left hand held by Wang Bao. His right hand stretched out to grab Wang Bao's hand that was holding his wrist, and then exerted force:
"I'm sorry, Brother Bao."
"That's how we do it!"
The two of them exerted their strength at the same time, squeezing each other's wrists, and their strength continued to increase.
"snort!"
Wang Bao felt the severe pain in his wrist, hummed slightly and stretched out his left hand to pinch Ji Bu's right hand.
Ji Bu reacted quickly. He raised his right hand and slapped Wang Bao's extended left hand, then turned his wrist to grab his hand.
Wang Bao swung his arms to avoid it, then bypassed Ji Bu's hand and grabbed it again. The two of them went back and forth.
"Pah, pah, pah."
After several crisp sounds, Ji Bu finally grabbed Wang Bao's left hand.
In the first round of confrontation, the two were evenly matched.
"Brother Bao."
Ji Bu looked at Wang Bao opposite him with a smile, and strengthened his hands:
"You still have something, but not much."
Say it.
Ji Bu let go of his hand and said, "Let's go, the wine has been opened and is waiting for you to come in."
"snort."
Wang Bao took a deep look at Ji Bu, stretched out his hand to push Ji Bu's hand away, and shook his painful wrist:
"Yes, you do have something."
Finished.
He strode towards the inside.
"Let's go."
Ji Bu turned to look at Ma Jun who was standing: "Sir Ma, let's come together. Speaking of which, we are old friends. When you caught me earlier, I ran very fast."
"It's just a pity that you didn't catch up with me."
Ma Jun looked at him but said nothing.
soon.
In the private room inside the New World Nightclub, Wang Bao and Ma Jun were sitting on the sofa, while a group of Ma Zai stood behind them with their hands behind their hands.
"Come."
Ji Bu raised the cup towards Wang Bao and took a sip:
"Why, why is Brother Bao free to come to my place today?"
He reached for the cigarette case in front of him, shook out the cigarette and lit it.
Wuying reached out and pushed the ashtray in front of Ji Bu.
"how?"
Wang Bao glanced at Ji Bu sideways: "Don't you welcome me, Wang Bao, to come over?"
"That won't happen."
Ji Bu shook his head and showed a disapproving expression:
"Anyone who knows me well knows that I, Ji Bu, have my own rules for how I behave."
"When friends come over, there will be fine wine to entertain them. If jackals come over, then I have guns and cannons to greet them."
Ji Bu, who was sitting on the sofa, leaned forward and looked at Wang Bao meaningfully:
"So, it doesn't matter whether I welcome you here or not. What matters is what kind of identity Brother Bao will use to come face to face with me."
"Don't you think so, Brother Bao?"
He shook the cigarette ashes with his fingers, and the smile on his face grew stronger.
"Pah, pah, pah."
Wang Bao raised his hands and clapped his hands, his voice resounding clearly in the private room:
"Yes, yes. I have long heard that Ji Bu has a good mouth. Today I saw that he is extraordinary. He is really eloquent."
"Thank you for the compliment."
Ji Bu nodded noncommittally and showed a serious expression:
"But I need to correct you. I, Ji Bu, not only have a good mouth and can speak well, I am also very handsome."
"I can eat with my mouth, and I can also eat with my face. What do you think?"
"Oh."
Wang Bao squinted at Ji Bu, who looked like a chatterbox, and his expression became unpredictable for a moment.
It's not like he hasn't inquired about Ji Bu's background. He used to be a police officer and was an undercover agent next to Lin Kun.
After sending Lin Kun in, he quit the police force, took charge of the New World Group, and had several good people in his hands.
He is also cunning and cunning in doing things, whether it is sending Lin Kun away, or killing Ali in Wanwan, and snaring Liu Jian, it is enough to see what he is capable of.
only.
It was such a person who now showed a sharp-tongued image in front of him, which made him a little confused about Ji Bu's character.
Wang Bao took a sip from the wine glass. After a brief deliberation, he decided to go straight to the topic:
"I came here today to ask you for money."
"Want money?!"
Ji Bu's voice suddenly got louder: "What? Are you asking me for money? You don't know I'm very poor?!"
There was a pause.
He continued: "However, since it is Brother Bao who has spoken, no matter whether we are familiar with each other or not, I will lend you more or less the word Wang Bao."
"Tell me, how much do you want to borrow? Give me the number so that I can feel confident and I can make up the money."
"Um?"
Wang Bao frowned and tapped his fingers vigorously on the table:
"You don't seem to understand what I'm saying. I'm talking about asking for a debt, not borrowing money from you."
"how?"
Ji Bu raised his eyebrows: "You want to collect protection money from me?!"
"I'll beat your lungs out!"
Wang Bao looked at Ji Bu, who was acting crazy and acting stupid here, and completely lost his patience:
"You killed Ali in Wanwan, where did his batch of goods go?!"
"Give it away."
Ji Bu spread his hands and shrugged with an innocent expression:
"I don't sell white powder. I gave that batch to the Eight-faced Buddha in northern Myanmar. It's such a big batch. The Eight-faced Buddha is smiling happily."
"He shipped that batch of goods to me!"
Wang Bao's tone became darker and he stared at Ji Bu: "He took my money, you dealt with him, and you gave away the goods, so do you have to give me the money?!"
"oh"
Ji Bu curled his lips disdainfully: "You said so? You said this batch of goods is yours, what evidence do you have?!"
"Yes, I said yes!"
Wang Bao responded with a sonorous voice: "So, you have to give me this money."
"ah"
Ji Bu was thoughtful, then nodded with sudden realization, and slapped his knee suddenly:
"I understand."
"You're blackmailing me!"
"Grass!"
Wang Bao completely lost his patience and slapped the table:
"You can give me this money, or you can give it to me!"
"Of course not!"
Ji Bu's momentum was not weak at all, and he said loudly:
"After doing this for a long time, you want to blackmail me! My money is right here, if you dare, take it away!"
"Looks like there's nothing to talk about?!"
"What do you think?"
Ji Bu snorted softly: "It's still the same thing. If you say that the goods belong to Wang Bao, then they are yours?!"
"That's right!"
Wuying immediately followed suit, stood beside Ji Bu, and said in a low voice:
"Don't think that just because you brought a note, you can blackmail us."
"According to your words, Wang Bao, if I just go out to play with a random girl, and you come over and say she's your wife, I have to give you fucking money?!"
"Hahaha"
As soon as this statement came out.
A burst of laughter immediately erupted in the private room.
"The Yan family shovel!"
"What the hell are you talking about! Do you believe it or not?"
Seeing this, Wang Bao's horses all moved forward, gesticulating and cursing at Ji Bu and the others.
Just then.
The private room door was pushed open.
Ah Ji, who had short white hair, and Luo Tianhong, who had blue hair, walked in one behind the other.
The two stepped forward and stopped between the two groups.
"clang"
The scabbard of the Eight-sided Han Sword in Luo Tianhong's hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
Holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, he first glanced at Ji Bu, "Big Brother." Then he looked coldly at Ma Zai, who just shouted that he wanted to kill someone, with sharp eyes.
He stretched out his hand and pointed at Ma Zai just now, and hooked his hand:
"You, come out."
Ma Zai looked at Luo Tianhong and felt strong, so he walked up directly.
"How awesome are you?!"
Luo Tianhong stared at him coldly, with sharp eyes under the blue bangs:
"Is this the one you said you wanted to kill us in our place just now?"
"Is it you?!"
"yes"
Ma Zai gritted his teeth and responded.
"Whoa!"
The Eight-sided Han Sword in Luo Tianhong's hand made a sound of metal friction and was placed directly on Ma Zai's neck.
The knife was drawn so fast that Ma Zai had no time to react, and the sharp blade was already attached to his neck.
"Come."
Luo Tianhong looked at him in a deep voice: "Say this again?!"
