Rebirth of Hong Kong Variety Show

Chapter 155 I'm Different From You ()

on the road.

The two cars were driving fast, heading towards the clinic, arranged for Luo Tianhong and A Ji, and then drove away.

Everyone's work is done, but Ji Bu's work is not done yet. After we get rid of Zhang Wenyao, there will be a lot of closing things to deal with.

"Miao Sir."

Ji Bu picked up his mobile phone and called Miao Zhihua directly, succinctly and straight to the point:

"There is something you need to deal with."

"Well, say it."

"Zhang Wenyao, I went to find him."

"Ok?"

Miao Zhihua couldn't help being stunned when he heard the words: "Is that Zhang Wenyao?!"

"Correct."

Ji Bu organized his language, and said concisely: "Zhang Wenyao's real identity is Eagle, and he is the black policeman with the highest position that we know so far."

"Not only that, but Zhang Wenyao is actually in contact with a man named Han Chen from the outside world. Han Chen sent several undercover agents into the police force."

There are some aspects that Ji Bu didn't discuss in depth, so let's stop here.

"..."

Miao Zhihua was silent for a while, then nodded again: "Let's do this first, we'll talk about the specific situation later, tell me the exact location, and I'll find someone to take over."

"Okay, tomorrow I will have someone deliver a piece of information about Zhang Wenyao's corruption to you, and then you can follow these clues to investigate."

"Ah."

Miao Zhihua nodded, and had a preliminary plan and conclusion on how to investigate and how to characterize.

The two hung up the phone.

Two 10 minutes later.

Ji Bu drove back to his residence, but instead of heading directly towards his house, he turned a corner at the intersection and drove towards the Repulse Bay villa area three kilometers away.

The gate of Villa No. .

Ji Bu parked the car beside the road, got out of the car and knocked on the door, after a while there was the sound of walking inside.

The small window of the iron door opened.

"Abu?!"

Seeing Ji Bu standing at the door, Yang Koukou quickly opened the iron door to make way for her: "Why are you here? Come in quickly."

"it is good."

Ji Bu nodded and followed Yang Kou Kou into the room.

"Here."

Yang Kou took out a bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator, unscrewed the cap and handed it to Ji Bu: "Drink water, there is no coffee at this point."

Just after the mineral water was taken out of the refrigerator and came into contact with the air, a fine layer of water mist immediately condensed on the bottle.

"Thank you."

Ji Bu smiled and nodded. He happened to be a little thirsty, so he picked up the mineral water and put it in his mouth. He raised his head and drank heavily.

Yang Kouko looked at Ji Bu who was drinking water, folded himself and sat on the sofa beside him, reached out and shook his tied ponytail, took off his home slippers, and sat cross-legged on the sofa with his legs crossed.

She was wearing a light blue home pajamas, with a cute furry headband on her head, exposing her smooth forehead.

The oval face in the pure makeup state has fair skin without any blemishes. Under the long eyelashes, the eyes seem to be full of brilliance, and the bling bling is very radiant.

The tall nose bridge looks more advanced.

"Go ahead."

Yang Kou Kou leaned forward slightly, her right palm was on her chin, she blinked and looked at Ji Bu who was drinking water, her eyes were wise:
"Is there anything I can do for you?"

"hey-hey."

Ji Bu was not shy when he was exposed by a single word, and directly stated the purpose of his trip: "I need your help with something, do you know any newspaper or media friends?"

when speaking.

He took a look at Yang Kou Kou, Yang Kou Kou, who hadn't seen him for a while, was more temperamental and energetic than before.

"Newspaper or media?!"

A thoughtful look flickered in Yang Koukou's eyes, and then she nodded and said, "I must know this. Our family of cosmetics, whether it's marketing or other channels, is familiar with these media."

"Of course, if you want a very traditional newspaper office, there must be no one."

Yang Koukou is in charge of the market channels on Hong Kong Island, and she naturally has resources in this area, and there are quite a few.

"enough."

Ji Bu screwed back the cap of the mineral water bottle and put it on the table, feeling excited:

"It's like this. I want you to find someone to help me release a wave of public opinion reports related to the corruption of the senior superintendent."

"Senior Superintendent?! Corruption?!"

Yang Koukou smacked her mouth when she heard the words, her rosy lips were full and elastic: "Yes, no problem."

She didn't ask much about the situation: "As long as it's true, it must be quite exciting, they will definitely be interested, and it will attract a lot of attention."

"it is good."

Ji Bu nodded: "Then give me their phone numbers and I'll contact them. You don't need to come forward in this matter."

Don't get her involved in this kind of thing.

Ji Bu had thought of this link as early as the beginning of the operation, and he went to the relevant media to break the news and was blocked by Zhang Wenyao and the others, so he found a channel by himself.

Adhering to Ji Bu who has a good shot, he immediately thought of Yang Kou Kou. In terms of media channels, this little rich woman may have someone she knows.

really.

The little rich woman still has something.

"OK."

Yang Koukou was also very refreshing. She put down her legs and stepped on her slippers and came to the side of the built-in wall cabinet. She took out a beautiful leather business card box. After searching for a while, she took out a business card and handed it to Ji Bu:

"Here, that's it. You can call her directly. She's still a beautiful woman."

"Thank you."

Ji Bu reached out to take the business card, glanced at the English name and a series of numbers on the bronzing business card: "Don't worry, I will definitely not harass her."

"Humph."

Yang Kou rolled her eyes, pouted her lips and said, "I'm not afraid of you harassing her." When Ji Bu was about to accept the business card, he took it back.

There was a sly look in her eyes: "I can give you my business card, but you have to invite me to dinner."

"Have a meal?"

Ji Bu was taken aback when he heard this.

"how?!"

Yang Koukou raised her eyes, raised her jaw slightly like a little hen scolding, with a noble face:

"It's been so many days since I've seen you come to see Miss Ben. You see, it's a big night when you come here. I'll entertain you and help you. It's too much for you to invite me to dinner."

"of course can."

Ji Bu nodded, and defended himself: "I didn't say I didn't want to. I should have invited you to dinner long ago. You helped me a lot last time, so dinner is for sure."

"very good."

Yang Kou reached out and grabbed Ji Bu's palm, and slapped the business card in his palm: "Sister, your attitude is very good, I am very satisfied."

"it is good."

Ji Bu put the business card in his pocket, then got up and left: "Then I'll go first, and I won't disturb the beauty Kou Kou's rest."

"be careful."

Yang Kouko sent him to the door, waved him farewell, watched Ji Bu open the door to get into the car, and muttered in a low voice:

"Hmph, coming and going in a hurry, rushing around in a hurry, in this respect it's exactly the same as Ali."

Oops, forgot. "

Suddenly.

She seemed to remember something, she patted her small forehead with her palm, and hurriedly greeted Ji Bu: "Abu, wait a moment."

"what?"

Jibula opened the door and sat in, turned to look at Yang Kou who was talking: "What's wrong?!"

"wait for me."

Yang Kou turned around with her little slippers on, pouted her plump buttocks, and ran back in a hurry.

Soon.

She hurriedly ran out of the living room again, with her hands behind her back, walked through the middle courtyard to the door, and came to Ji Bu's car.

"Hoohoo."

Yang Koukou gasped for breath, her chest rose and fell with her breath, rippling in a beautiful arc.

She took the hand hidden behind her, reached forward and leaned against the car window, and whispered: "Here, this is for you."

In her hand was a cute furry doll.

"Oh?"

Ji Bu looked at the doll up and down, then held it in his hand, and pinched the doll's face hard, it was soft and elastic:
"Not bad, this doll is very soft and flexible when pinched. It is a good decompression artifact. Squeeze it."

talking room.

Ji Bu grabbed the doll's face with both hands and squeezed it hard.

The doll's face is rapidly undergoing various irregular deformations and twists under the forceful squeeze.

"Ahhhhh!!"

Yang Koukou immediately went crazy, and stomped her feet angrily: "What, he is so cute, you want to crush his face?"

"It's so beautiful, isn't it good? It can be placed in the car or used as a pillow when you are tired and resting in the car!"

"oh oh."

Ji Bu answered absently, but the movement of his hands didn't stop, he continued to release the pressure and knead.

"you"

Yang Kou Kou's face was covered with black lines, she stomped her feet, her hands on her hips puffed up her cheeks and looked at Ji Bu viciously: "You still pinch it! This is my favorite, it's so cute, you still pinch it!"

"Ok."

Ji Bu let go of his hand reluctantly, and shrugged innocently: "Actually, you really can't blame me, really follow the decompression."

"It's very soft, do you want to knead it too? Really?!"

"Humph!"

Yang Koukou rolled her big eyes.

Airy.

╭ (╯ ^ ╰) ╮

"Ok."

Ji Bu could only stop the topic, and raised the doll in his hand: "Is it specially prepared for me?!"

"Cut, it's not."

Yang Kou snorted arrogantly: "It was given to me by others. I don't like to leave it aside without looking at it. It just so happens that you don't have it in the car, so I gave it to you."

"oh oh."

Ji Bu responded after hearing the words, and then threw the doll to the back seat. The doll drew a parabola in the air, landed on the seat, bounced twice, and then rolled into the corner of the seat.

"what!"

Yang Kouko looked at the corners of her mouth twitching, just about to have a fit, but when Ji Bu looked at her, she had no choice but to hold back:

"Okay, okay, let's go."

"Ouch."

The corner of Ji Bu's mouth twitched slightly, looking at Yang Kou who was pretending to be patient, he couldn't help himself from laughing.

He turned around and went to the back seat to pick up the doll, patted it and put it on the co-pilot, helping it fasten the seat belt, and patted its belly lightly.

"Well, it's all right now."

Ji Bu raised his eyebrows: "From now on, the co-pilot will be its exclusive seat."

"whee."

Yang Koukou nodded vigorously with a wide-eyed smile, her eyes narrowed into crescents, and the exposed little tiger teeth added a bit of cuteness.

The warm light shone on her body from top to bottom, creating colorful lights and shadows.

The breeze was rippling, blowing the ends of her hair.

"Go back and rest."

Ji Bu squinted his eyes, looking at Yang Kou Kou in the light and shadow, the corners of his eyes narrowed.

He waved his hand, and waited for her to close the door of the villa, then stepped on the gas pedal, and the car shot out.

"Leave so soon?"

The security guard at the gate of the villa saw Ji Bu driving out, and said with an ambiguous smile, "Will you stay a little longer?"

This car has a villa pass, but it doesn't come here often. Jibu is young and handsome, with a great temperament. Subconsciously, the security guard thinks he has a beautiful girl in it.
"No."

Ji Bu was not angry either, he waved his hand with a smile, put on the handbrake, opened the trunk, took out two cigarettes and handed them to the security guard:

"Thank you for your hard work. Everyone, take the lottery and focus on the villas from No. to No. . The safety of the owners comes first."

"Oh, what's so embarrassing."

The security guard looked at the high-end cigarettes that Ji Bu handed over, and the smile on his face became more intense. With Ji Bu's insistence, he could only reluctantly accept it.

"Don't worry, I understand."

He patted his chest and made a promise: "I will patrol the villas of these numbers twice more at night. The safety is absolutely guaranteed. We are professionals to protect the safety of the owners."

Naturally, the security guard wouldn't foolishly ask what the villa number is. They all gave the approximate range, which was an intentional evasion.

If I asked for the specific house number again, wouldn't I be looking for a caller? My emotional intelligence is too low, so I don't need to be the captain of the security guard anymore.

"polite."

Ji Bu patted him on the shoulder, turned back to the car, nodded with a smile and left directly.

"Tsk tsk."

The security guard weighed the high-end cigarettes in his hand, turned back to the security room, and said to the patrolling security guard:
"At night, patrol the community a few more times, and the safety of the owners cannot be ignored."

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the next day.

Ocean Accounting Company.

in the office.

Ji Bu sat aside, squinting and smoking a cigarette.

By the side.

It's Ji, the big guy in charge of the nightclub project.

Next to it.

It was Hua Tsai, A Ji and others.

Lin Kun sat on the seat and took a sip of coffee, listening to Hua Tsai's report on the latest account, nodded from time to time.

"It's over."

After Hua Tsai finished talking about the financial statements, he handed over the statements in his hand to Lin Kun: "Brother Kun, you can look at the accounts yourself when the time comes."

"Ah."

Lin Kun put down the coffee cup, tapped lightly on the table with his finger: "Put it here."

Then.

He frowned, and slowly scanned the people standing in the office: "Is there anything else you want to report to me?"

"Ok?"

Everyone looked at me and you, showing suspicious expressions, but no one spoke, and then looked at Ji Bu.

"Brother Kun."

Ji Bu shook his head with a smile, and put out the cigarette in the ashtray: "It should be said that there is nothing wrong."

"it is good."

Lin Kun frowned slightly when he heard this, then stretched out his hand and opened the drawer, found several packs of thick envelopes, put them on the table and pushed them to Hua Tsai:
"I heard that Wufly and the others were injured. This is his medical expenses, and the rest will be shared with the people below. If they work for the company, they will give what is due."

"Ok."

Hua Tsai thought for a while, but he didn't refuse, and took the money.

"All right."

Lin Kun waved his hands with a smile, indicating that everyone can go out: "Everyone can leave, Abu stays."

soon.

Only Ji Bu and Lin Kun are left in the office.

"Brother Kun."

Ji Bu glanced at the door, then returned to Lin Kun, met his gaze, and said with a smile:
"You want to tell me something?!"

"The matter of Zhang Wenyao."

The smile on Lin Kun's face disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his brows twisted into Sichuan characters, looking unhappy:
"Why didn't you tell me about such a big thing? I only saw it when I was watching the news a few days ago."

"Ok?"

Ji Bu was stunned for a moment: "Didn't you tell Brother Kun?!"

"I mean Zhang Wenyao!"

Lin Kun leaned forward, and tapped heavily on the table with his fingers: "Zhang Wenyao, what do you think he is doing?!"

"Can you tell me about this kind of thing next time?!"

"what?"

The smile on Ji Bu's face froze, and he looked at Lin Kun with frowned eyebrows: "Brother Kun, what do you mean by that? I did something wrong?!"

"It's true that you are wrong, but you shouldn't go to him!"

Lin Kun's tone was heavy, with a little impatience in his words: "Didn't I tell you about the festival between me and Zhang Wenyao?!"

"Zhang Wenyao is a good point to use. Why did you find him directly?! He has a relationship with Han Chen, do you know Han Chen?!"

"Do not really understand."

Ji Bu shook his head when he heard the words, and said truthfully: "The materials in hand are limited, and the information we have is not much."

"it is good!"

Lin Kun's complexion was not very good at the moment, he stretched out his hand to hold down the table and stood up, looking down at Ji Bu with burning eyes:
"Since you don't know Han Chen, why did you dare to go to Zhang Wenyao?! How powerful is Han Chen?!"

"Zhang Wenyao, a senior police superintendent, must have a deep relationship with him. If you go to Zhang Wenyao, Han Chen is very likely to attack us."

"You don't even understand Han Chen's basic situation, how dare you do this?! You are too reckless to do this!"

"I have suffered in the hands of Han Chen. I know how powerful he is. The correct way to do this is to catch Zhang Wenyao and use him to deal with Han Chen!"

"Zhang Wenyao knows Han Chen so well. Only by using him can we be sure that we will be safe and kill Han Chen for real!"

There was a bit of sternness in his tone, and the tone of his speech was also very powerful.

"Do these two things conflict?!"

Ji Bu looked up at Lin Kun who was overlooking him, and met his gaze: "Why do you have to use Zhang Wenyao to deal with Han Chen?!"

"Humph!"

Lin Kun snorted softly and asked, "Why can't you use it?!"

"Because I don't want to use him!"

Ji Bu stood up from his seat, leaned forward, and stared at Lin Kun:

"I also know that if we can use Zhang Wenyao to deal with Han Chen, it will definitely be safer. It's not that I haven't tried to do this before, but it didn't work. Zhang Wenyao refused!"

"At first, I was thinking of using other methods, but Zhang Wenyao was lucky. He teamed up with Han Chen and arranged for a killer to kill Hou Jingcheng. Hou Jingcheng is still lying in the ICU, and there are several gunshots in Wu Fei's hands." hurt."

Ji Bu was emotional, staring at Lin Kun with wide eyes, and his tone was equally excited.

"so what?!"

Lin Kun exhaled, and pointed outside: "So you're going to kill him, right?"

"Hou Jingcheng is a police officer. If he is injured, he will be injured. Even if he dies, it has nothing to do with us. I am also worried about the crowfly being injured."

"But we can't take this matter to such extremes. Zhang Wenyao is a chess piece that is easy to use, and it is very easy to use him!"

"Wrong, I am completely different from you, Brother Kun, in this regard!"

Ji Bu unceremoniously refuted Lin Kun's point of view, pointed his finger in the air, and said loudly:

"In Brother Kun's eyes, many things must be based on the overall situation. In your eyes, interests may be more important. You can temporarily tolerate some interests, but I, Ji Bu, are different!"

"I, Ji Bu, have always counted as a yard. Hou Jingcheng is a messenger, so I won't talk about it, but what about Wufly, Wufly is my horse. He was almost crippled by the killer arranged by Han Chen!"

"The crow flies almost to the street. If I fucking think about this issue and that issue in this matter, and procrastinate indefinitely, then who the hell will dare to work for me, Ji Bu?!"

He took a step forward, shortened the distance with Lin Kun, and stared at him with burning eyes:
"How many people are watching?! If I can bear the matter of the flies, what will the people below think? How can I take care of my little brother in the future?!"

"They are helping me and helping you with their lives. If I think about this matter so much, and I don't say anything, who will dare to help us in the future?!"

Ji Bu gritted his teeth, and looked at Lin Kun who was close at hand: "I know Brother Kun, you have suffered so much for so many years, and now you have a chance to stand up again. Be careful in everything you do. Be careful."

"But you have to understand one thing. We need a foundation to do these things, and that is the people below. Without them, relying on you and me, can this thing be done?"

Ji Bu reached out and poked Lin Kun's chest vigorously: "No!"

"The conflict with Han Chen was very sudden this time. We don't have time to think about it so much. If we let it go, it will chill the hearts of the younger brothers. Who will help us in the future?!"

"Wu Fei is not only my horse, he has so many people under him, so many younger brothers are watching this matter!"

"In the eyes of those younger brothers, if something happened to Wufly, the talker, then their eyes will only be on Wufly's boss."

"The boss of Wufly is you and me. If we do this kind of thing without saying a word or coming out, will these little guys still be bloody in the future?! How will we take these people with us in the future?!"

"It's true to pay attention to profit when you come out to fish, but you can't even have the most basic blood. I have seriously considered this matter!"

Speaking of it.

He paused, and his tone was low: "Zhang Wenyao can use it, but he doesn't have to. Without him, we can still deal with Han Chen, can't we?!"

"So, if that's the case, why should we keep him?! Call him back when he should."

"I didn't do this to prove that I, Ji Bu, have great authority in doing things. I just want to tell others that if anyone dares to touch me, I will cut off his hand. It's that simple!"

Done.

Ji Bu stopped talking, and sat back on the seat, lit a cigarette and smoked heavily, the smoke enveloped his whole body.

"..."

Lin Kun's lips twitched, looking at Ji Bu who was sitting on the seat smoking a cigarette, he opened his mouth to speak, but he didn't say it.

Recalling Ji Bu's words in his mind, it was like thunder: if the big one doesn't stand up, who will stand up?

I, Ji Bu, are a bit different from you, Brother Kun!
Ji Bu's words reminded him faintly of his youthful drive and passion.

"Abu!"

Lin Kun walked to Ji Bu's side, reached out and patted Ji Bu's shoulder: "You are right about this matter, I have thought too much about it."

"Maybe I'm old, but I can't help it. I finally waited until today. There is not a day when I don't want to return the shame of the year to them, so we have to be very careful in everything we do."

"Brother Kun!"

Ji Bu exhaled the smoke, turned his head to look at Lin Kun, and stared directly at him, with a light in his eyes:
"I remember what you told me. I also know that you suffered a loss in Han Chen's hands back then. I haven't forgotten it!"

"But now you also let me manage the people below, and I have to take their interests into consideration. I am not doing this without any consideration, and everything I do is not without serious consideration."

"In my eyes, whether it's you, Brother Kun, or the people below, I have to seriously consider it!"

His tone softened a little: "Before I moved Zhang Wenyao, I had already considered every step in the future."

"How to go, how to finish, I have considered very clearly, I have complete confidence to finish this matter!"

"call"

Lin Kun took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and nodded: "Okay, this matter is due to Brother Kun's lack of consideration, that's right, maybe it is because of your way of doing things that the horses below have enough cohesion. "

"Sorry!"

Ji Bu took a deep breath, and put out the cigarette in his hand: "My tone was a bit rushed just now, Brother Kun, I'm sorry."

"Ha ha!"

Lin Kun shook his head with a smile, and stretched out his hand.

Ji Bu glanced at it, then reached out his hand and held it together: "Brother Kun, we can definitely do it!"

into the night.

Baishawan Pier.

The sea is damp and salty.

The pier at night is not quiet either. Ships passing in and out of the pier pass by from time to time, and ripples ripple on the sea surface.

The waves beat one after another on the coastal reefs, and the sound of the waves remained the same.

It is about one kilometer away from Baishawan Pier.

Ji Bu drove Lin Kun here in a car. At this moment, there were already a lot of horses standing on the scene, and the eight-faced Buddha was brought out from the basement in the middle.

"Brother Kun, boss."

A Ji came up and looked sideways at the Eight-faced Buddha: "The man has already been brought out."

"Ah."

Ji Bu nodded, and beckoned Lin Kun to go forward, and the two came to the Eight-faced Buddha.

The Eight-faced Buddha was sitting on the beach, smoking a cigar towards the sea, when he saw Lin Kun approaching, he raised his eyebrows and glanced at him:
"Brother Kun is here, long time no see."

"Ha ha."

Lin Kun smiled and shook his head, raised his trousers and sat next to him, looking at the sea: "It's time to get to know the matter between us."

"Ah."

The Eight-faced Buddha's expression was calm and unwavering: "It's almost the same."

He took a breath of smoke and glanced at Lin Kun: "The matter of Zhang Wenyao was resolved faster than I thought."

He snorted and turned to look at Ji Bu who was beside him: "You are also lucky to have such a number one person as Ji Bu to help you."

"Believe it or not, if Ji Bu is given to me, his ability will definitely be much more outstanding than now!"

"Tsk tsk."

Lin Kun smiled and shook his head, with a relaxed tone: "Look at you, it's already at this time, and you still have to beat around the bush and say that Lin Kun is not good at employing people."

"Hahaha"

Eight-faced Buddha raised his head and laughed.

"Okay, let's talk business."

Lin Kun snorted softly, raised his hand and lifted the collar of the linen shirt: "At this juncture, you are no longer of any use value to me."

"If you want to live, you can only exchange one thing with me."

He stretched out a finger and stared at the Eight-faced Buddha: "Your armed force has been recruited by General Chachai, and I can let you live."

"Humph."

The Eight-faced Buddha snorted, and said in a hoarse voice: "Brother Kun, you have a good idea. You want to use me to exchange benefits with General Chachai, but your idea is too simple, and you don't understand that in northern Myanmar. situation on the sidelines.”

The implication is that it is impossible.

"it is good"

Lin Kun spread his hands and made a regretful expression: "Then you can't blame me."

He patted his trousers and stood up, gave Ji Bu a look: "Abu."

"Ah."

Ji Bu stepped up and pointed to the side: "Let's go."

"Ha ha."

The Eight-faced Buddha laughed hoarsely, took a sip of the cigar and stomped it out, then stood up from the ground and walked to the side.

"call"

Ji Bu took out a cigarette and picked it up, turned his head to look at the sea, then at the Eight-faced Buddha, took the big black star that Lin Kun ran over, and weighed it in his hand:

"Eight-faced Buddha, really don't think about it?!"

"Win the king and lose the bandit!"

The Eight-faced Buddha took a deep breath and looked up at the sky: "Don't you have an old saying that you will be a good man again after 30 years?"

"Too."

Ji Bu bit his cigarette butt, glanced at the Eight-faced Buddha, skillfully moved the barrel of the gun, and pointed the muzzle at the Eight-faced Buddha's chest.

The Eight-faced Buddha took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.

"Boom!"

Ji Bu raised his hand and threw the big black star to Ma Zai, then followed Lin Kun and left here.

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the next two days.

Ji Bu stopped his flag and drums, and followed Zhang Wenyao's affairs wholeheartedly.

After all, Zhang Wenyao is a senior police superintendent, so the fact of his corruption must be made public, so that the outside world can give enough pressure.

The media skills Yang Koukou introduced were not small, and the matter quickly spread outside.

Inside the police.

Miao Zhihua also acted in person, and the case was quickly settled: Zhang Wenyao accepted bribes.

There was a conflict of interest between him and the association and an accident happened. He was concerned about public opinion and he even applied for ICAC's auxiliary investigation.

So ever.

The black money, villas, and other properties that Zhang Wenyao collected were all exposed, and internal investigations began with the claim that "the wealth does not match the official position."

Soon.

The response speed of this case was unexpectedly fast. In less than three days, Zhang Wenyao's case was directly over.

Miao Zhihua originally thought that this case would be very difficult to handle. After all, the black policeman is a senior police superintendent, and their circle will definitely do something to protect themselves.

Actually not.

He knew that it was the internal group that made a concession, and Zhang Wenyao must have been involved in a lot, so they chose not to talk about it.

"call"

Miao Zhihua put the dossier in his hand on the table, let out a long breath, pinched his brows and said, "The matter is more complicated than imagined."

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Kwun Tong.

A hilltop villa in the New Territories.

On the open-air balcony on the second floor, Han Chen was sitting on a lounge chair with a mobile phone, and the cigar in his right hand was burning at his fingertips.

He frowned and listened to the voice on the other end of the phone without speaking.

"Achen, what's the matter with you!"

The voice of the middle-aged man was hoarse and steady. Although he was separated by the phone, he could still feel the majesty in his tone:

"Didn't I ask you to help him solve this trouble? Why did Zhang Wenyao die in less than two days?!"

"I"

Han Chen opened his mouth, but without saying a word, he took a deep puff on his cigar and exhaled a puff of thick smoke:

"Missed, Lin Kun's winning horse is more stabbing than I imagined. I originally thought to solve it from the outside, but before I started to make a move, the kid became angry, and made such a big reaction, like a two-hundred-five of."

This is Han Chen's own truth.

According to his plan, let's deal with Hou Jingcheng first.

Who knew that because of this incident, Ji Bu didn't follow the routine at all, and directly led someone to kill Zhang Wenyao.

Is there anyone who is the boss, just because something happened to the younger brother who worked so hard, he would directly kill him if he disagreed with him?

That's exactly what kids do.

Only hot-headed youngsters would do this kind of thing.

If this matter were placed on Lin Kun, Lin Kun would never dare to do it. Is this something a normal boss would dare to do?

Brainless.

but.

Ji Bu's manipulation of public opinion after the incident was also very skillful, using the pressure from the outside world to force them to let it go.

Not only did they break Zhang Wenyao's point, but they didn't dare to take any subsequent countermeasures.

"Achen, I told you a long time ago!"

The middle-aged man frowned, and continued in a deep voice: "Be careful in doing things, why don't you listen? It's obvious that they are going to fight us to the end, and it won't end so easily."

"I know."

Han Chen just felt a little embarrassed, waved his hands and said, "Who knew that kid was so radical."

"Outrageous! Yes, it is outrageous!"

He came up with a reasonable vocabulary to express his opinion on Ji Bu: "Don't worry, I will take care of this matter."

"Hehe...you think too simply."

The middle-aged man shook his head and denied Han Chen's statement: "Lin Kun came prepared. How much food did you eat back then? He made it clear that he came here to ask for debts."

"Give me some time, I can handle it."

Han Chen curled his lips, and said dismissively: "I was able to eat Lin Kun back then, and it is the same now. I should eat him or have to eat him!"

"If he can do it, then he can do it back then, if he can't, give him a few more years, he can't do it or he can't do it!"

Words filled with unparalleled confidence.

"okay."

The middle-aged man directly waved his hand, interrupting Han Chen's words: "The top priority right now is not to deal with Lin Kun, you have more important things to do."

"I have already dealt with Zhang Wenyao's matter. Zhang Wenyao will not affect us. Put this matter aside. Your top priority is to deal with the Ni family's affairs, understand?!"

"Okay, then let them bounce around again."

Hearing this, Han Chen could only nod his head and agree. He reached out to put the cigar on the ashtray, and picked up a report instead:

"I'm dealing with the matter of the Ni family. Now their power is getting bigger and bigger, and I've tried to test the tone of this old guy Ni Kun."

"But the old guy is not so easy to get in touch with. After all, I just took the seat and talked too much with Ni Kun. I'm afraid that old guy will think too much."

"However, there is good news. The Ni family has now taken the position of the leader of the Kwun Tong gang, and they have basically unified."

"Ah."

The middle-aged man responded with a deep voice, and commented: "This is a good thing for us, please work harder on your side, and let Lin Kun go first."

"I approached Ni Kun a few days ago and told him about this matter, but that old man Ni Kun disagreed and refused me without mercy."

"I need a lot of money to build this police force network. If I can win the Ni family, this funding problem will be perfectly solved. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Okay, I know what's going on."

Han Chen responded: "Don't worry about this, I'll go find out what's going on, and I'll contact you again if necessary."

The dialogue between the two sides ends here.

"Ji Bu, oh Ji Bu, you really are a fucking mad dog. You act so powerfully and act so wildly?!"

Han Chen put the mobile phone aside, picked up the cigar again, shook the ash into his mouth and took a sip:
"I'll have fun with you guys after I've dealt with the things in my hands."

He put the cigar in the ashtray with his backhand, and cursed in a deep voice: "Damn you, enough to grow, anyone who dares to touch me!!"

Zhang Wenyao can be regarded as one of the more outstanding undercover agents he put into the police station. The position of senior superintendent is not comparable to that of chief inspector or superintendent.

Now that Ji Bu has done it so lightly, I can't make the next step to counterattack now, I feel aggrieved in my heart.

follow.

He dug out a few more photos from under the file and put them on the table, frowning and scanned several people in the photos at a time.

Followed by:
Ji Bu, A Ji, Luo Tianhong.

"Damn it, Luo Tianhong, who is loyal and loyal, is so good at fighting? Why didn't I hear Zhang Wenyao mention it before?!"

Han Chen stared at Luo Tianhong, who had blue three-to-seven haircut in the photo, his brows were deeply knit together, and then looked at A Ji with white hair:

"And this Aji, when did this character come out? I haven't heard that the club has such a red stick before?!"

That evening.

According to the dictation of the horse boys who came back, this Aji and Luo Tianhong swept their entire team, breaking up their formation in an instant like crazy wild horses, and they couldn't stop them.

"One with white hair and one with blue hair, weird and weird, looks like a bad boy, beheading people is like cutting vegetables and melons?!"

finally.

He put Ji Bu's photo on the top, thought about his chin with his left hand, and clicked on Ji Bu's photo rhythmically with the fingers of his right hand:

"Ji Bu is also a panic-stricken person, he acts so wildly."

Han Chen's eyes narrowed, his eyes settled on Ji Bu's photo, and he stared into Ji Bu's eyes: "Lin Kun, Lin Kun, you are a very capable horse?! You have caused me such a big loss!!"

He stared at Ji Bu's photo thoughtfully, his expression fluctuating.

Just then.

Behind him, Ma Zai walked up quickly, leaned close to Han Chen and whispered, "Brother Chen, Brother Ni told you to come over, the bosses from the other four stalls have already arrived, and you are the only one missing."

"I see."

Han Chen waved his hand, collected the information on the desktop, got up and walked downstairs: "Prepare the car."

Three 10 minutes later.

The car came to a beach house.

Han Chen opened the car door and walked in. He was stopped by his younger brother at the door for a body search. After the inspection, he was let in alone.

In the open-air courtyard, everyone had already arrived, sitting around the table in the middle, smoking and chatting.

"Brother Kun!"

Han Chen walked in with a smile, and greeted the middle-aged man in the chief seat with a strong smile on his face:

"I'm really sorry, there's a little traffic jam on the road, I'm late."

"sit down."

Ni Kun waved his hand and signaled Han Chen to take a seat: "Just be more careful next time. Being late once in a while is nothing."

Ni Kun was about fifty years old. He was a thin man with white temples, and he was wearing a very plain T-shirt.

The Ni family has been in Kwun Tong for some years, and Ni Kun's generation immediately took the position of the leader of the Kwun Tong community.

"Hehe, thank you, Brother Kun."

The smile on Han Chen's face is still strong, and it always looks like a smile.

He took off his coat and put it on the armrest of the stool, then stretched out his hand and sat down on the stool. As a result, the cigar Ni Kun handed over:

"Thank you, Brother Kun."

Then he picked up the cigar cutter on the table, stuck the cigar in, and pressed the end of the cigar to be neatly cut off.

He looked at the other four people sitting at the same table: "Everyone came quite early."

The four people at the same table are:

Nigga, Wenzheng, Guohua, Gandhi.

These four people plus Han Chen made a total of five people, who were in charge of sites in different areas of Kwun Tong, served the Ni family, and paid monthly.

"Ha ha."

The nigger smiled, took out the lighter and handed it to Han Chen: "Brother Kun must have talked with us earlier."

The black ghost is about forty years old, his skin is not very dark, and there is a round pure gold earring hanging on his ear, which is very iconic.

Wen Zheng is going to be much younger, with a slightly larger mouth than ordinary people, with a short haircut and a floral shirt, with an energy that doesn't fit this age group at all.

When he saw Han Chen who was seated, he met his eyes and nodded his head as a greeting.

Guohua's appearance lowers the average appearance a bit, his face is full of bumps and hollows, which is very annoying, a big gold chain hangs around his neck, a big gold watch is worn on his wrist, and the whole person wears gold and silver to remind him of his temperament up.

The last Gandhi, dressed even more ordinary.

He was wearing a striped polo shirt swept from the street stall, a pair of large black-framed glasses, and his hairline was completely receded. He was a greasy middle-aged man who walked into the crowd without a trace. inconspicuous role.

"Ah Chen!"

Gandhi took a sip of the cigar and exhaled the smoke: "The cigar given by Brother Kun tastes really good, you should try it soon."

"Ha ha."

Han Chen narrowed his eyes and smiled, his small eyes were covered by the wrinkles on both sides of his eyes when he smiled again:

"Let's help Brother Kun together. If Brother Kun leads everyone to make a fortune, he will definitely not treat us badly."

"Hahaha"

The crowd laughed.

Undoubtedly, the themes of the five people's conversations all revolved around Ni Kun.

"All right."

Ni Kun sat on the seat holding a cigar, looked at the five people who were talking with a smile, and then pressed his palm:
"You don't need to say compliments to me, Ni Kun. The Ni family is today, and it all depends on your help. I, Ni Kun, know it well."

All five looked at Ni Kun, waiting for his next words.

"I called everyone here today because I have something to discuss."

Ni Kun glanced at the five people who were focusing on him, put the cigar in his hand over the ashtray, flicked his fingers, and the ash fell:

"It's like this. Recently, someone came to me. I don't know what he does, but he told me that he wants to cooperate with our Ni family."

"Cooperation?"

When the five people heard the word "eye", they couldn't help but looked at each other and exchanged glances with each other.

"Cooperation?!"

Han Chen took a sip of his cigar and looked at Ni Kun with a smile: "What kind of cooperation, Brother Kun, if there is any new project, it will be very good for us. When the time comes, let's find money together."

"Yeah yeah."

Gandhi and the other four agreed after hearing the words.

"Hehe, I, Ni Kun, must be happy if I can get money. Everyone came out to get money. Of course, the first purpose is to make money."

Ni Kun chuckled, nodded in agreement, then paused, then changed the subject: "But what?"

"but what?"

Gandhi followed suit and looked at Ni Kun.

Several other people also looked at Ni Kun at this moment. From Ni Kun's words, they seemed to hear another meaning.

"Didn't I say that, I don't know what this person does."

Ni Kun glanced over the five people quickly, taking a panoramic view of their expressions, and then his face turned cold:
"He told me that he wanted to become a shareholder of our Ni family's property, and after investing the money, he would share dividends with us."

"Hahaha"

Gandhi raised his head and laughed loudly when he heard the words, and said with a grin: "Idiot, the dog has eaten his brains. He doesn't know what business we are in. He even invests in shares and dividends. What is he thinking?"

talking and talking.

His words stopped abruptly, he stopped smiling, and glanced at the other four people who did not respond: "Why, why are you all looking at me?"

Han Chen, Heigi, Wen Zheng, and Guohua all looked at Gandhi with uneasy faces at the moment.

Gandhi, who was under the siege of the four people's eyes, was a little horrified, and muttered: "What are you doing, isn't this funny?!"

"Is it funny?!"

Han Chen rolled his eyes angrily, and his eyes fell on Ni Kun: "Brother Kun, what does the other party mean?"

"Isn't it obvious what you mean?"

Ni Kun frowned, and twirled the cigar back and forth between his fingers: "He said that in the future, they can help cover my Ni family's land and invest money, but they will score a lot in the future."

"Grass!"

Gandhi understood it this time, and was the first to express his opinion: "Shovel, where did the idiot come from, wanting to eat free food? We need him to cover it? Pay the money, what are you thinking about?"

"Gandhi is right!"

Han Chen glanced at the other people, looked at Ni Kun's expression, and immediately followed up with his statement: "This fucking shows that you want to eat free food, what do you think of us?! Stupid hat?! Not stupid."

"That's it!"

"Let him come out and talk to us face to face, and let the five of us have a good chat with him!"

"Bian's mother doesn't even know him, Pujie boy!"

The five people expressed their opinions one after another and made their own attitudes.

The meaning of Ni Kun's words is obvious, someone is going to grab your banknotes, what do you all think?
"Ha ha."

Ni Kun took a panoramic view of everyone's expressions, and then pressed his palms: "Okay, okay, you don't need to get excited."

"I called everyone together today to remind everyone that I have rejected him, but I don't know what they will do next."

He kept talking and added: "I haven't figured out the origin of the other party, but everyone should be honest recently, and don't make any mistakes."

"it is good."

"no problem."

Everyone agreed.

"correct."

Ni Kun seemed to have remembered something, and his eyes swept over the crowd again: "By the way, I remembered one more thing. I'm going to the Beautiful Country next month, and it should take some time before I come back."

He raised his hand to look at his watch, then looked at the calendar hanging on the wall, and thought about it:
"Well, today is already NO.20, and I won't be back for a long time, why don't you hand in the numbers for next month first?!"

Done.

Ni Kun took a puff of his cigar, and the smoke enveloped him inside, his eyes swept over several people from time to time.

"Forehead"

"This"

When everyone heard what Ni Kun said, they subconsciously looked at each other and exchanged glances, you look at me and I look at you.

After all, Ni Kun had just said that someone wanted to enter the Ni family's territory, and he was about to accept it.

"oops."

The nigga thought for a while, and was the first to express his opinion: "Pay now, pay now. After so many years, it will be the same any day."

He waved his hand: "Brother Kun, I'll send someone to your home tonight."

"It's right for everyone to follow Brother Kun to find money."

Han Chen narrowed his eyes and glanced at Ni Kun, and then agreed, "Me too, I'll have someone send it over tonight, Brother Kun."

"That's fine."

"Me too."

Seeing that both of them said that, Gandhi, Guohua, and Wen Zheng could only nod in agreement.

"That's fine."

Ni Kun waved his hand and concluded: "Then that's it for today, everyone should go back first and be careful."

"it is good."

The five people got up one after another, and then walked outside: "Brother Kun is gone."

yard.

Ni Kun stood on the edge of the hollow wall, smoking a cigar, looking at the five people who were sitting in the younger brother's car, muttering in his mouth:
"Han Chen, Guo Hua, Gandhi, Wen Zheng, nigga."

outside the villa.

"Achen."

Gandhi pushed the big black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose: "Come on, go to my place to have fun. Today I heard that a group of younger sisters have been brought over. They are serious college student girls."

"Ha ha."

Han Chen smiled and teased Gandhi's receding hairline: "Pujie, you are still playing with your hair almost falling out, you are not afraid of becoming bald, you."

"Besides, there are no schoolgirls nowadays, I'm afraid it's just a group of sisters wearing school uniforms."

He reached out and patted Gandhi's chest, and said with a smile: "If it is true, you can accumulate some virtue for yourself!"

"Humph!"

Gandhi took a sip of his cigar with a smile, and exhaled the smoke: "Don't worry, my Gandhi is in good health, don't pull it down, let's go first."

"Hahaha"

Han Chen raised his head and laughed, looked at Gandhi who drove away, then turned and walked to his car.

When opening the door, he accidentally glanced at the villa, and happened to see Ni Kun standing behind the hollowed-out wall and looking at the five people.

Han Chen looked away calmly, opened the door and got in the car: "Go back."

The car kicked the accelerator and drove straight out.

After half an hour.

Han Chen returned to the villa, opened the safe in the basement, took a canvas bag, took out bundles of banknotes from the safe, stuffed them into the canvas bag, and counted them silently.

After making up enough numbers, he closed the safe and came out of the basement with a canvas bag in hand, calling Ma Zai over, "Send it to Brother Kun."

He looked at Ma Zai who was leaving with the money, turned around and went to the balcony on the second floor, picked up the phone and made a call.

Soon.

The call is connected.

"Achen."

A middle-aged and steady voice sounded on the phone: "Speak."

"Um"

Han Chen pondered for a while, and then said: "That's right, Ni Kun called us over just now and talked about our affairs."

"Oh?"

The middle-aged man heard the words and responded with a calm tone: "What does he mean?"

"I definitely won't, and the other four will definitely not agree either."

Han Chen considered his language for a while, and then said: "That old fox Ni Kun is quite cautious, I don't know if he guessed something for real or not, and just let us hand in the next month's numbers now."

"Pay next month's bill now?!"

Zhong licked his lips, and asked hoarsely, "What do those four people mean?"

"Pay it."

Han Chen shrugged helplessly: "Did this old fox discover something and use this trick to test everyone?! There has never been such a thing as handing in the numbers in advance before."

"That's a bit of a hassle."

The middle-aged man took a breath when he heard the words, and muttered, "Ni Kun, this old fox is quite sensitive."

Paused.

He then said: "Is it possible for the other four people to be solved if all of them are solved?"

"no way!"

Han Chen shook his head and directly denied it: "Gandhi and the others are not fools, so it's not easy to deal with it."

"Although they have surrendered to the Ni family, it doesn't mean they are stupid. One is smarter than the other."

"hiss"

The middle-aged man frowned when he heard this, and stroked the beard of his chin with his fingers: "That's a bit difficult."

"How about this."

Han Chen thought about it for a while, and said his own thoughts: "Give me some time first, let me find out the bottom of the four of them, and come back to find a good way."

There was a flash of light in his eyes, and he lowered his voice: "If these four people have their own ideas, then they can use them at that time."

PS: Thank you for the 2000 point reward and monthly pass for sitting alone on the beach watching the sunrise, becoming the second rudder owner, thank you big brother.
(End of this chapter)