I haven't been a boss for many years

Now, Prince Bin is no longer a small character that O Ji can easily deal with. On the contrary, he is already a boss-level opponent, just like Heichai and Xu with a piercing face. Maybe when he leaves O Ji, he will not see Prince Bin fufa One day, but Prince Bin is still the most important target of oji.

At the same time, the brothers under Prince Bin who were beginning to be promoted became the main candidates for O Ji to follow, and the most needles were also sent to their side.

According to the latest information obtained by Huang Zhiming, Zhang Guobin is already the candidate for He Yihai's next office. According to other information he has investigated, Zhang Guobin has recently made a fortune in the stock market, and the Commercial Crime Division is conducting a private investigation.

It is conceivable that after Prince Bin ascends to the throne, Ma Zai, who has been promoted in recent years, will gradually become Yihai's capable generals.

"Yes, sir!"

Li Yongli stood at attention and saluted, raised his hand and said.

"It's okay for Yihai to grow bigger, but it's not okay for Prince Bin to grow bigger..." Huang Zhiming frowned, with a cigarette in his hand, thinking in his heart: "Should we cut off some of Prince Bin's wings and pull them into Stanley?" , to curb the momentum of the future Prince Bin."

"Before tomorrow night, we have to make a move." Da Po, a wooden house, the man in a suit said, "Shenghe broke another red stick, and Xu Xu reminded me to order."

"He's urging him to die." Du Zhenghui said with dark eyes.

Chapter 167

"Akun, thank you very much." In Mong Kok, there is a backbone restaurant. Fei Lin set down a table of Xie Quan wine, sat on the main seat, stood up, raised his glass and said, "This time we can pull down the flag of Da Tao, the whole world Rely on the brothers in Yau Ma Tei to help me punch."

Datou Kun was wearing a vest, and brought a few capable men, sitting by the wine table, holding a wine bottle and said: "Together with Yihai, let's offer a stick of incense together, brother Feilin, don't say thank you."

"Brother Yau Ma Tei, Brother Prince's love, I, Fei Lin, will always remember it in my heart." Fei Lin drank the wine glass in one gulp, and Datou Kun, Shabaozai, and Huzhizai all drank up the bottles in their hands.

After all, Fei Lin is He Yihai Red Cudgel, one of Yihai's ten heroes, and being able to make a special trip to set up a table of thanking boxing wine has already given the Zuzong Crane Boxing Gym a lot of brotherhood.

A group of people staggered to and fro after drinking, and they were exhausted.

At night, at eight o'clock. .

Du Zhenghui was wearing a black windbreaker and a peaked cap. He walked into the backbone restaurant with a cigarette in his mouth, and extinguished the cigarette butt in a flowerpot. A room, enter the room, close the door with the backhand, step on the toilet to open the ceiling, take out a set of weapons wrapped in plastic film inside, take out the parts, count the bullets, click, and stuff them into the magazine.

He took out a wired headset from the inner pocket of the windbreaker, stuffed the headset into the pinna, and skillfully inserted the gun into his waist.

Then, he really opened the toilet lid, sat on the toilet, and went to the toilet quietly. When the sound of action came from the headset, he pressed the flush button, flushed the toilet, pushed the door and walked out of the bathroom. There is only the sound of "cracking" pumping water.

"Brother Feilin, you are my big brother's brother, you are my brother. In the future, when the big brother speaks, I will take someone to help you enter Causeway Bay from Tsim Sha Tsui, and then step into Central!" Datou Kun, Fei Linzai, Sandbags and the others hooked their shoulders and arms, reeking of alcohol, and staggered down the second floor.

Fei Linzai put his arm around Datou Kun's neck, and said grandly: "Don't worry! When I hit Tsim Sha Tsui, the next step is to hit Causeway Bay!"

"At that time, the prince will already be in Yihai's office, and we will all work for the prince."

"Hey hey hey, let the prince come into Central and be the emperor of Central!" Datou Kun laughed.

He has already carried a cash box in his hand, which contains 10,000+, which is the medical expenses of the injured brother and the appearance fee of the brother Huobing.

Inside the club, the big boss pays the brothers, and the brothers work hard for the big boss. Even if it is the help of the same club, you still have to give the brothers a helping hand, otherwise, you are not another big boss, don’t rely on others. Why fight for you?Under normal circumstances, the boss would still have to pay for the boxing money, but Prince Bin didn't like a little money, so Fei Linzai would just give his brother his share.

The original intention was to simply contribute to the society, but Fei Linzai was even more grateful, thinking that Prince Bin would regard him as a future confidant.

With Heichai's acquiescence, it is no exaggeration to say that the group of confidantes who once supported Heichai the most in Yihai Dadi gradually began to move closer to the prince with a clear idea, and often regarded themselves as the prince's brothers, including Yuan Bao, who is most afraid of sitting in a restaurant, also respects and respects the prince.

After Du Zhenghui walked out of the bathroom, his movements were natural and he walked in front of Datou Kun and Fei Linzai with ease.Datou Kun, Fei Linzai and others walked and chatted after drinking, their steps were slow, but it didn't affect Du Zhenghui's work at all.

When Du Zhenghui glanced at a mirror at the sink by the wall, he lifted his windbreaker with his hands, put his hands behind his waist, turned around and pulled out a precisely tuned 9mm Browning pistol, facing Fei Linzai with his big head The two of Kun fired several shots: "Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The 9mm short bullet spit out muzzle sound, which is rapid and powerful. Several bullets rotate at high speed, rubbing out a stream of air.

Fei Linzai was like a wild cat with its hair blown up, his whole body trembled, goosebumps stood up all over his body, and he felt a sharp pain in his chest, Hou Ang fell into the arms of the two brothers.

The two brothers were not able to catch him, and were shot in the chest and arms at the same time, shaking their bodies and falling to the ground.

The first moment Datou Kun heard it, he instinctively raised the cash box in his hand to block the bullet aimed at his chest, but the bullet was still forceful and pierced into his body...

Fortunately, the bullet was effectively blocked by the object, and the bullet aimed at the heart deviated, only hitting the ribs.

Du Zhenghui saw several people were shot and fell to the ground. He immediately retracted his weapons, rolled up his windbreaker, and rushed out of the backbone restaurant.

"Boom..." A red locomotive stopped firmly at the entrance of the restaurant, the driver kept twisting the accelerator, and the front of the locomotive was eager to try.

Du Zhenghui quickly jumped on the locomotive, and the locomotive left the streets of Mong Kok in an instant. Several backbone waiters rushed out of the restaurant gate, looked at the locomotive going away, and turned to look at the shopkeeper. Looking at the big brother, he said with a livid face: "Take Feilin, Akun and the others to the hospital in my car."

"Hey?"

"Brother Chai!"

"Shenghe's rotten boy came to shoot on my head. I am very angry now. I will offer 100 million yuan to take the head of this shooter!" Uncle Chicken, dressed like a cook, said ruthlessly, surrounded by a group of horse boys :"Hold!"

"I want him to be chopped into mud alive!"

Sitting in the hall of the old house, Heichai said with an ugly face, "I see."

"Grandpa, what happened to the club?" Mazi Agui asked from the side, and Heichai put down the phone and said, "Someone has the guts to start a gunfire, Brother Ji offered 100 million to take the head of the shooter."

Greed immediately flowed from Agui's eyes.

Heichai glanced sideways at him, and said, "Let the wind out, whether it's Brother Yihai or not, whoever can take down the gunman's head, 200 million will be submitted!"

"what?"

"Da Tou Kun is my best subordinate!"

"Who dares to hit him with a black gun?"

"Push your mother!"

"I'll add another 100 million to seek justice for my brother!"

Inside the Monica nightclub.

The lights flickered and the music blared.

When Da Bohao received the call and the news, he stood up abruptly, holding a cigarette, and roared into the phone like thunder.

Mong Kok, a one-stop candle shop, Yuan Bao heard that Fei Linzai was shot black, and immediately grabbed the collar of the younger brother in front of him, and shouted excitedly: "How is Fei Lin, is he dead?"

Immediately, he let go of his flustered younger brother, lingered in the shop, and muttered to himself: "Fei Lin is my best brother, and I will do all the powder stalls in Tsim Sha Tsui. What should I do, which one will hold it up? If you hold it up a bit, you will do it for me?"

"I lost my old mother, who dares to touch my good brother! Do it! Now it is 300 million, I will add another 100 million! Kill that gunman!"

"How can 400 million be enough!" Jue Shi said, Shanlin Building, Ma Wang suddenly stood up on the bed, flipped the beautiful girl on his body, pulled up the towel next to him, stood up and said: "I will pay another 100 million, not for nothing Yes, just for my business in Tsim Sha Tsui, a total of 500 million Hong Kong dollars, take the head of the street boy, our Yihai Club has nothing else, just a lot of money, if you spend money, no one dares to target Yihai Club if it hits the street list!"

Ma Wang gritted his teeth.

"This is, Jianghu Hunting Order!"

In just one hour, the news that Yihai Dadi Feilin, the leader Datou Kun and others were shot spread throughout the Jianghu.

At the same time as it spread throughout the rivers and lakes, there was another news that He Yihai added 500 million Hong Kong dollars to take the gunman's head.

You know, this is 82 years, 500 million Hong Kong dollars can buy five thousand-square-foot mansions in Central, and two sea-view mansions, and put it in the bank, enough for a person to have enough food and clothing for a lifetime.

With this chasing and killing order, the Xiangjiang underworld suddenly became agitated, and the leaders, bosses, and gangsters of each society were ready to move.

The sunset society can use this battle to become famous in the world, the leader of the society can take this opportunity to become famous, and the gangsters can win a fortune with their skills.

And Ma Wang, Uncle Chicken, Yuan Bao and others...

The money is not for nothing!

Uncle Chicken is offering a bounty to keep the restaurant's face and business, and Heichai is offering another bounty to support his subordinates, expressing righteousness.

Da Bohao pays for revenge for his brother, while Yuan Bao and Ma Wang are for the business of fan stalls and horse fences.

Because, even if Fei Linzai dies suddenly, and the association wants to push the new Tsim Sha Tsui to take charge, then they will pay a sum of money to avenge Fei Lin, and the new Tsim Sha Tsui will take charge, and there is no reason to take back the business in their hands. Only those who are sympathetic and can play sympathetically can truly sit firmly in the bottom position.

The so-called killing order in Jianghu is not based on status, status, nor is it a matter of a word.

Only rely on silver paper!

If you have money, you have a killing order!

This is, Jianghu Hunting Order!

……

"Crack, crack." Just as gunshots rang out at the backbone door, several cars on the side of the road quickly pushed open the doors. A group of plain-clothed police officers with guns in both hands, with cautious expressions, walked quickly to the backbone door, raising their hands. He picked up his ID and shouted: "O note! O note!"

"In view of the bloodshed here, the restaurant will be immediately sealed off. Please leave the scene and the boss comes out to register. He will follow me back to the police station." A police chief said immediately.

Uncle Chicken dyed red hair, like a fire.

After making a phone call with the restaurant, he saw the police coming to the door, and sarcastically said on the spot: "Your diary is really an afterthought. You didn't come when the shooter opened fire. Damn it, you'll be there as soon as you leave!"

"It's not been 2 minutes yet!"

At the scene, the police officers had ugly expressions, and one police officer shouted: "Be careful what you say!"

Another police chief stepped forward and asked Li Yongli, "Sir Li, do you want to chase me or not?"

"Going far away, call the traffic police to chase after him, we will send the injured to the hospital, and all relevant people will be under control." After Li Yongli finished speaking, he turned around and said, "I'll make a phone call to report to Sir Huang first."

……

Zhang Guobin was sitting in the office, with a cigar between his fingertips, quietly listening to the news from his cousin on the phone, and calmly said, "Okay, I already know about this matter."

"Don't worry, Datou Kun is your brother and my brother, this matter must not be kind!"

"Now that the Jianghu hunting order has been issued, it's time to put some pressure on the police."

Chapter 168

The society has already arranged for the gift in Jianghu, Zhang Guobin doesn't have much to do right now, and there are only two ways to solve a Jianghu matter, black and white.

After all, Datou Kun is the pawn he sent out, and he must help the gang. What he has to do is to let the police do their job and find out the real shooter at the same time!

Zhang Guobin put down the phone, buckled back the landline, stood up, picked up the suit jacket next to the chair, put it on and walked out of the office.

"Achang." He turned his head and called out to Lawyer Chang.

"Bingo!" Lawyer Shichang sat on a chair with a bag in his arms, got up and agreed.

Zhang Guobin shook the collar of his suit, stretched his shoulders, and folded his cuffs: "Prepare the car and go to the General Administration."

"Yes, Brother Bin." Lawyer Shichang responded immediately, notifying the people to prepare a car and drive to the Central Administration. .

Feilin was shot in the chest and was being rescued in the hospital. His life or death was uncertain, but he could survive to be pushed into the operating room. With Xiangjiang's medical level and the financial resources of the society, there was at least a [-]% chance of being saved, and the remaining [-]% depended on God's will. Datou Kun's injury is much less serious. He is undergoing surgery in the hospital, and his life is not in serious danger. He just needs to rest for a while, and it may be a little dangerous to do it in the future.

These are small things. How much manpower and financial support will it take for the association to push a fort out?

Fei Linzai didn't die on the spot, the club might not be willing to let him die easily, Tsim Sha Tsui hasn't been shot down yet.Datou Kun himself seldom does it himself. After all, Brother Bin and Brother Hao seldom fight and kill. After this incident, it is not a bad thing for him to be able to live in peace and teach boxing in the boxing gym. There will always be a day when he retires, Datou Kun is destined to be unable to do great things, and it is not ashamed to say that a boy is repulsed by bullets.

The Mercedes-Benz drove to the General Administration with five Crowns.

Six vehicles mighty NO.30 people.

Recently, the wind has been tense and the rivers and lakes are chaotic. You need bodyguards when you go out, and remember to wear a helmet when fishing!Silly boy!

When Huang Zhiming received the news that Fei Linzai and Datou Kun were shot, he stood in the office area, his expression suddenly changed, and he said, "No, someone is stroking Prince Bin's beard!"

He knew Zhang Guobin's relationship with Fei Lin and Da Tou Kun very well, holding the pen, he immediately judged that Prince Bin would definitely find his way back.

"Huang sir, news from the intelligence department, He Yihai issued a hunting order in Jianghu, 500 million to take the killer's head, and he must be beheaded to death!"

"I'm afraid the market will be chaotic during this time." A policewoman held a folder and came forward to report, her tone fearful.

Huang Zhiming frowned, with a stern face, and said sarcastically: "It's a big deal, 500 million to take the head of a shooter, and I'm afraid there will be no shooter in Xiangjiang who will dare to accept the order with Yihai."

"Hmph, the killers are full of enemies, and there are no local gunmen to pick them up. Some of them are big circles, the Philippines, Vietnam, and even international killers."

"As a killer, would you be afraid of having too many enemies? In the first place, you're just making a living on the edge of a knife." Another police officer answered.

But he can't deny that in the future, when people in the rivers and lakes have a deal with Yihai, the killers will definitely weigh it up. If they are not real desperadoes, they may not dare to take it. There are few, after all, I have made money, so I want to spend it on many things.

"Sir Huang, Prince Bin brought someone to the police station to call the police, and Sir Guo brought him to the office." A policeman ran to the door of the office and shouted nervously.

"Ding!"

Outside the office area, the elevator arrival sound sounded.

Zhang Guobin led lawyer Shichang, Dongguan Miao and his party stepped into the O office floor, and Guo Weiming accompanied an administrative policewoman to receive them. The two chatted while walking: "Guo sir, this case is really shocking!"

"The nature is really bad!" Guo Weiming, wearing a white uniform, nodded seriously.

Zhang Guobin held a cigar between his fingertips, waved his hand, and said, "In Xiangjiang in 82, do you think there will be street shootings?"

"I heard that the Xiangjiang Police Force had a major anti-crime operation last year. I personally think the effect is very mediocre... If the police force needs support, please tell me... I am the person who cares about the public security environment the most. I love to contribute to the society, after all, I want to make money..."

Zhang Guobin spoke sincerely, raised his hand and stuffed the cigar between his teeth, exhaled a mouthful of white mist from the corner of his mouth, stepped into the office area of ​​O Ji, and shouted loudly: "Huang sir!!!"

Guo Weiming followed beside him, expressing his thoughts.

"Hold!"