Under the lamppost overhead, blue smoke lingers...
Duan Kun and Liang Kun put their pistols on the sink and smoked cigarettes very calmly. Listening to the crackling gunshots outside, they sneered tacitly.
Tonight at the dinner at Fenglin Pavilion Restaurant, the two of them handed Gao Guoren some orders, so when they saw Gao Guoren bringing someone over, they ran away as soon as possible.
soon.
The gunshots outside stopped, and the original noise returned to calm.
"The person should have left."
Duan Kun threw the cigarette into the sink, soaked it with water and smoothed the white bangs that fell in front of his forehead: "The police will probably be here soon, we should go."
"Well, go and give Ji Bu a shot in the street." Liangkun responded and followed him out.
Judging from the fierce gunfire just now, if nothing unexpected happens, all the people in their private room should be dead.
The two of them came out of the bathroom and walked quietly to the private room, holding the big black star in their hands to prevent Gao Guoren from running into them before they left.
Corridor corner.
As soon as Liangkun looked around, he saw Ji Bu, Wu Ying and others standing. Ji Bu was looking at them, and the two sides looked at each other.
"Don't move!"
After seeing Ji Bu, Liangkun was stunned for a moment, then jumped out with a big black star in his hand, and pretended to raise his gun towards the private room:
"Don't move at all!"
"hehe."
Ji Bu looked at the two people who had arrived late, and sneered: "You two big guys, Kun, came just in time, and they are quite good at spotting!"
With the two people behaving so strangely, it is self-evident what happened tonight.
"Baguan!"
Liangkun ignored Ji Bu and saw Ba Guan lying on the ground with his head shot in the private room. He squatted down with a sad look on his face:
"My sworn brother, why did you rush to the street!"
"You're fucking dead, who the hell am I going to ask for the millions you owe me!"
He raised his hand to close his eyes that were staring blankly, held the gun in his hand and came to Gao Guoren angrily, and slapped him:
"Xian Jia Tuan, if you fucking dare to kill my brother, I will do it to you!"
Said.
He raised his hand and was about to shoot.
Duan Kun quickly went up and hugged Liangkun from behind to stop him: "Don't be impulsive, this person is still useful if you keep him."
"Aji."
Ji Bu snorted coldly and didn't bother to watch them continue to act: "Take the people back first and leave first. The police will be here soon."
Aji dragged the injured Gao Guoren out.
"It's time to go."
Wuying glanced at Duan Kun and Liangkun who were acting with disdain, and cursed shamelessly: "You two bastards, you two can't explain what happened tonight!"
"The Yan family shovel!"
Liangkun's mentality exploded: "Talk to the boss like this, you are looking for death!"
"Shithugui!"
Wuying repeated the sentence and left directly.
Ji Bu glanced at the two of them coldly and walked out quickly.
"Grass!"
Liang Kun broke away from Duan Kun's hand: "Don't fucking stop me, I have to beat this to the street."
They left less than ten minutes ago.
After receiving the alarm, Superintendent Wu rushed to the scene with his team. After sealing off the scene, he began to investigate the scene of the gunfight.
"Is this person nicknamed Xiao Wang the same person who was involved in the counterfeit money transaction with Song Zihao last time?"
Superintendent Wu pushed up the thick black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose: "He died here. It should be Song Zihao's younger brother who came here to seek revenge."
He put on his gloves, picked up the pistol on the ground, pulled out the magazine and looked at the unfired magazine filled with bullets:
"Unilaterally massacred?!"
"hiss"
He rubbed his chin with his palm, glanced at the blood splattered on the wall, and then looked at the body in the private room next door:
"What do this group of people do? Check their identities for me."
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Ten o'clock in the evening.
Private club hall.
"Antelope!"
Ah Jian spoke a Bayan dialect, raised his hand and slapped Gao Guoren on the face, his face turned livid:
"How dare you fucking come to me?"
Tonight.
Not only was Liangkun's men all thrown into the street, but Ajian's men also suffered heavy losses, and his own core Ma Zai was stabbed to death.
He grabbed the pistol on the table, pulled the bolt and pointed it at Gao Guoren, about to shoot, but was stopped by Ji Bu.
"Brother Jian."
Ji Bu grabbed the muzzle of the pistol, raised it, and said in a deep voice: "Keep it, the whereabouts of that batch of goods have not been found yet."
"Wait a little longer."
"..."
Ajian looked at Ji Bu, then at Gao Guoren, and kicked him to the ground: "Antelope!"
He turned around and sat on his seat, took out his cigarette and took two irritated puffs. His gloomy eyes fell on the unharmed Duan Kun and Liangkun, and asked:
"Why is nothing wrong with you two?"
"Brother Jian!"
Wuying immediately stood up with an unhappy expression: "These two Poujie have never been seen from the beginning to the end. They came out after the fight!"
"Maybe, he's planning to come and collect our bodies!"
Wu Fei's speaking skills are getting higher and higher now.
He didn't directly say that tonight's incident had something to do with them, but it was clearly targeted.
This angered Liangkun.
"Fuck you!"
Duan Kun frowned and stared at Wuying: "What the hell is your identity? Do you have the right to speak in this situation?"
"Depend on!"
Wu Ying's momentum was not inferior to his, and he spat on the ground vulgarly: "Shit, you damn ghost, stop showing off your qualifications in front of me, a fly. Are you the two of you who fight on the street and are qualified to talk to me about your status as a fly?"
He sat down on the table: "When we went to the nightclub to catch A Qing, what did Duan Kun do when he led the team there? He was punished by standing still!"
"Where were you two just now? You disappeared when the people came, and you came out after the beating. Aren't you going to collect the bodies for us?!"
He scratched his neck and asked loudly: "Come on, let me listen to your loud words. What qualifications do you have to become big?"
Ah Jian sat in his seat and did not make a sound, but looked at the two of them with burning eyes, his meaning was self-evident.
"Grass!"
Duan Kun cursed in a deep voice, walked up and slapped Wuying with his hand: "You Yan family shovel, you fucking question me? You are rebelling!"
Ji Bu took a step forward, pushed Duan Kun away with his shoulder, and looked at him coldly:
"Duan Kun, it's not your turn to teach my horse a lesson. What's going on? Don't you know what's going on?"
"Grass!"
Duan Kun staggered, holding on to the table to steady himself, and stretched out his hand to pat: "Ji Bu, what the hell do you mean by this? Do you mean there is something wrong with me?!"
"alright!"
Ah Jian slapped his hand on the table: "Shut up, everyone. I will report this matter to Brother Kun."
He glanced at Liang Kun and Duan Kun coldly, and said in a serious tone: "You two should think about what happens tonight."
He waved his hand: "Okay, let's all disperse, Abu stays."
Wait until everyone has left.
Ah Jian looked at Gao Guoren and said, "Why did you show up at Fenglin Pavilion Restaurant tonight?"
"hehe."
Gao Guoren covered his injured arm and sneered: "What you said we came here to do is to take your lives and avenge A Qing."
He raised his head and looked at Ajian and Ji Bu: "Are you curious why I knew you were in Maple Grove Pavilion?"
"Because someone handed me some."
Gao Guoren had the mentality of breaking the pot and saying, "I think the most urgent thing is not to solve me, but to solve your internal problems."
"Take it down."
Ah Jian waved his hand and signaled Ma Zai to take him down. He took out a cigarette and gave one to Ji Bu: "This matter is a bit troublesome."
Ji Bu asked back: "Is Gao Guoren the boss of Beiguanjiaotou?"
"Um."
Ah Jian exhaled a puff of smoke: "But there is another boss up there, Gui Dong, the boss of the North Hall."
Seeing Ji Bu's puzzled expression, he explained:
"Jiaotou is our noun in Wanwan, and Yijiaotou means the overlord of one side. It is based on human feelings, neighborly morality, and loyalty. Gao Guoren has such a nature."
"It's just like the relationship between me and Brother Kun. I'm the boss and he's the boss too."
Ajian sighed and knitted his brows together: "Dong Gui still has status and status here. Even Brother Kun must give him some face."
"Director Gui is a man of strength, but he is also conservative. He has never been involved in drugs or arms business, and he honestly guards his territory."
"In the early years, Brother Kun once invited him, but he was rejected by Director Gui."
"ah"
Ji Bu nodded, sorted it out briefly, and looked at Ajian: "The top priority is to find this batch of goods. I want to talk to your director to know whether he has eaten this batch of goods."
"If he really didn't eat this batch."
He looked ahead with sharp eyes: "There is a good explanation for Aqing's bizarre escape and what happened at Maplewood Pavilion tonight."
"Um."
Ah Jian thought for a moment, then pressed the armrest of the seat and stood up: "Then I'll go make arrangements."
"Let's go."
Ji Bu held Ajian down and said, "There are too many people involved in this matter, and Director Gui will not talk to us."
"Forehead"
Ajian was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "It seems to be the same reason."
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Early the next morning.
The two drove to a coastal villa. After being informed by Ma Zai at the door, they were searched and led inside.
In a hall that is transparent on all sides.
Director Gui was sitting in front of the tea table making tea. When he saw the three people coming in, he waved to the seat next to him:
"Isn't this Ah Jian? Sit down." Then he glanced at Ji Bu: "Are you new?"
"Um."
Ah Jian and Ji Bu sat down opposite him, took a sip of the tea that Gui Dong poured and said, "The tea is good."
"I heard about it."
Guidong leaned back, rubbed the big jade finger on his hand, frowned and said: "Why, just two people are coming here today, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to go back?"
Finished.
Ma Zai, who was standing next to him, reached for his gun and pointed two pistols at the two people sitting there.
Ah Jian's expression changed and his body moved, but Ji Bu reached out to hold him down, shaking his head to signal Ah Jian not to be impulsive.
"Your Excellency."
Ji Bu looked Gui Dong up and down: "We are here today to discuss things with you. Is this how you treat guests?!"
"guest?"
Gui Dong sneered and tapped his fingers on the tea table: "You killed A Qing and detained A Ren, do you count as my guest?"
"Ah Qing ran out on his own and was hit by a car. He hit his back on his own. What does it have to do with us?"
With a calm expression, Ji Bu picked up the purple clay pot in front of him and poured tea into his cup, calmly:
"As for Aren, he came to us with his people last night. There is no reason for us to let him go."
He looked at Gui Dong as a matter of course: "Besides, why did we look for A Qing? Because he ate our goods, who would I look for if I didn't look for him?"
"My dear director has been in the Taoist industry for so many years. Everyone knows that I have always been low-key and conservative, and I have never touched flour or arms."
Director Gui looked at Ji Bu: "You mean Ah Qing."
"You can only represent yourself."
Ji Bu interrupted him directly: "Just because you don't touch it doesn't mean that your little brother won't touch it. There is no need to continue arguing about this matter."
His tone became tougher: "The docks and warehouses of this generation are all in the hands of Director Gui. Let us search and find out."
"Crack!"
Mr. Gui slapped his hand on the tea table: "How shameless! You have never dared to speak to me, Mr. Gui, like that!"
"Search my territory and you are seeking death. Believe it or not, in the whole of Kaohsiung, as long as I say a word, it will be useless no matter where you hide!"
"hehe."
Ji Bu spread his hands and looked at Gui Dong with an indifferent expression: "Okay, then Gui Dong will beat us to death here."
"However, you have to be clear about one thing."
Ji Bu leaned forward slightly and stared at Gui Dong: "Although Brother Jian and I don't have guns, can you be 100% sure that your cavalry can be killed with one shot?"
"As long as you can't kill both of us at the same time, you will also fall. Do you believe it or not?"
"Tsk"
Gui Dong narrowed his eyes and looked at Ji Bu: "Are you trying to scare me?"
"Am I trying to scare you? You'll know if you try it, right?"
Ji Bu raised his eyebrows and looked at Director Gui: "You are a conservative person. You have never touched flour or arms, and you have never come to provoke us. To put it nicely, it is law-abiding, but to put it badly, it is fear of death. That is not enough.
Those who dare to make a lot of money.”
His words were sharp and he said every word: "But we are different. We all make money with our lives."
"Even if you are 99% sure and we only have a 1% chance of winning, you still can't afford to lose."
"I'm younger than you, I don't have as much money as you, I don't have as much power as you, and I don't have as many followers as you do. These have become my advantages."
"Even if we die, my boss will keep a close eye on you, and he will think that you are the one who ate his goods."
"We can lose many times, but you can only lose once. Once you die, will you still have all this?"
At this moment.
Ji Bu took the word ostentatious to the extreme, and showed an attitude of being barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes. The source of all this was because Gui Dong was conservative.
Whether in terms of momentum or psychology, Director Gui is already at a disadvantage.
Gui Dong narrowed his eyes at Ji Bu and said nothing.
"It's a simple thing."
Ji Bu spread his hands and said: "If you really don't swallow our goods, you can let us finish our work, and everyone can continue to make money happily in the future."
"hehe."
Director Gui looked at Ji Bulai again: "It seems that I underestimated you far too much."
"From the beginning, we came here with the intention of discussing things with Director Gui."
Ji Bu spread his hands: "Otherwise, I wouldn't dare come here with Brother Jian, right?!"
"Okay, you have the talent."
Director Gui took a deep breath: "I can let you search our territory, check my dock warehouse, and watch closed-circuit television, but you have to let Ren go."
"Whether I let Aren go or not has nothing to do with me."
Ji Bu stood up, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth: "That's a matter between you and Brother Jian, you can talk about it."
"Ajian."
Director Gui once again glanced at Ji Bu, who was walking aside to smoke: "The person you found has a bit of a tough idea, right?"
"Brother Kun's disciple."
Ajian smiled and looked in the direction of Ji Bu: "You know Brother Kun to some extent. How can you be his disciple if you don't have any strength?"
"Okay, I have an idea."
Twenty minutes later.
The two left from Gui Dong.
"Aren give it to them?"
"Um."
"oh."
The two exchanged a few simple words and said no more.
Bad is A Jian's confidant, and A Qing is Gao Guoren's confidant.
Something that should be incompatible with water and fire has no choice but to end when the matter reaches a certain critical point.
Next.
Ajian sent a large number of manpower throughout the city to search for the goods, but there was no whereabouts of the goods.
Finally, after repeatedly checking the CCTVs at several terminals, we can conclude that this batch of goods indeed just docked and left without being unloaded at all.
"That's interesting."
Ah Jian threw the information in his hand on the table: "How dare a little Ah Qing swallow a ton of my goods?!"
Ji Bu took a puff of his cigarette and said nothing.
"Here comes someone."
Ah Jian waved and called Ma Zai outside:
"Call the person who was responsible for guarding Ah Qing that night. I want to ask again what happened that night."
"inappropriate."
Ji Bu flicked the ashes from his cigarette and frowned: "Since A Qing can run out, it means that someone must have perfectly managed to get rid of the mazi who was guarding him."
"If you call them over, you won't be able to ask anything."
"What should we do?"
Ajian gritted his teeth and looked a little ugly:
"A Qing is dead. The only clue we can find is from here. Duan Kun and Liang Kun have been wandering on the road for so long. Let's ask them. Can we find out anything?"
"Of course you won't get anything out of it."
Ji Bu narrowed his eyes: "However, we can let them reveal their secrets on their own. If we put some pressure on them, what should be exposed will naturally be exposed."