Film and TV: The underground emperor who rose from the past of the border water

Grinding market, in a remote factory

The old man from Longguo wearing a white short coat hung up the phone and turned to look at the bald man beside him.

He raised the phone in his hand and sneered, "Wu Haishan is injured, Pigeon Blood Red is missing, and Chen Hao is furious!"

"Congratulations, Fourth Master! Now, Wu Haishan's mine is yours!"

The bald man was none other than King Kong, the tyrant of the grinding mine.

The Fourth Master tapped his fingers on the table and smiled faintly, "King Kong, you should know who Chen Hao is. Even though I joined the Xianglong Chamber of Commerce, he is still wary of me everywhere."

"As long as Wu Haishan is alive, it won't be easy for me to successfully take over the mine!"

"Fourth Master has been so kind to me. Just say the word and I will take people to the hospital and kill Wu Haishan immediately?" King Kong patted his chest hard with a fierce look in his eyes.

The Fourth Master stroked the stubble on his face, his eyes narrowed slightly, "If you had taken action, Chen Hao would definitely have been able to find the clues behind it."

He thought for a moment and then reminded, "King Kong, don't you have the Dragon Country gambler sent by Wu Haishan?"

"Fourth Master, are you talking about that stone gambling ghost named Sun Shan?"

King Kong slapped his forehead fiercely and gave Fourth Master a thumbs-up. "Great, Fourth Master! I'll arrange it right away!"

The Fourth Master waved his hand and called out to King Kong, "There's no rush for this. The first thing we need to deal with is Pigeon Blood Red. If we have Pigeon Blood Red in our hands, I can negotiate terms with Chen Hao!"

"Fourth Master, the only news we have is that Daban's driver is missing and the two mercenaries were killed at the gas station on Mine Road."

King Kong frowned slightly. He didn't know much about Pigeon Blood Red. The only clue was Daban's driver.

"King Kong, some foreigners filmed someone shooting a mercenary at a gas station. I got the photos back!"

A henchman entered the room and handed some photos to Kintange.

In the photo, a young man in sportswear is holding a pistol with an indifferent expression.

In front of him was a short young man with blood all over his head, and two corpses wearing red scarves were lying on the ground.

"The mercenaries have been released, and the people in the Ministry of Mining are really anxious!"

The mercenaries wearing red turbans are the dirtiest guys in Sanbianpo area. They will do anything to achieve their goals, including burning, killing, looting and committing all kinds of evil.

Even a villain like King Kong is not worth mentioning in front of these people.

"King Kong, if I'm not mistaken, the pigeon blood red must be on these two people!" The Fourth Master took a look at the photo in his hand and knocked on the table with certainty.

"These two guys should still be at the mining site. Let's get a clear look, brothers. Everyone, go out and look for them. We must find them alive or dead!"

King Kong threw the photo to his men and gave stern orders.

"Yes, boss!"

Many thugs in the factory rode on motorcycles and rushed out in a mighty force.

Guankou Market, small noodle shop

Lin Feng and Shen Xing changed their clothes and sat behind the door, looking around vigilantly, waiting for Wang Anquan's arrival.

"Brother Lin, is Wang Anquan that guy reliable?"

After waiting for half an hour, Shen Xing became impatient.

"I don't know if it's reliable or not, but without that guy, it's not going to be easy for us to get out!"

Lin Feng ordered a bowl of noodles and worked hard.

After running for most of the day, I was exhausted.

Buzz, buzz...

The roar of motorcycles came from far away.

On the streets of the market, a man in a striped shirt, flip-flops, floral shorts and a yellow-haired boy.

The person who came was the ghost fire boy Wang Anquan.

After entering the market, Wang Anquan slowed down and searched one shop after another.

After a lot of effort, I found Lin Feng and Shen Xing in the noodle shop on the corner.

"Boss Lin, Boss Shen!"

"Wow, you guys are amazing. You're actually in the mood to eat noodles here?"

Wang Anquan locked the motorcycle and sat down on the bench next to Lin Feng.

"Wang Anquan, what do you mean?" Shen Xing narrowed his eyes and looked at Wang Anquan warily.

"King Kong has sent all his men to look for you!"

"Oh, let me tell you, the whole town of Mill is full of Kongo's men. It seems like you can't get away!"

Wang Anquan shook his head.

"Wang Anquan, what's wrong with your leg?" After Lin Feng finished eating and drinking, he threw away his chopsticks and glanced at Wang Anquan's red and swollen thigh.

When this kid came in just now, Lin Feng noticed that he was limping.

"No, I fell off the motorcycle!" Wang Anquan's eyes flashed, with a standard fake smile on his face.

"Did you bring what I want?" Lin Feng opened his backpack and poured the remaining five million onto the table.

Wang Anquan picked up a bundle of banknotes, put it under his nose and sniffed it, "Boss Lin, five million is not enough now. Oh Ke is like risking his life to help you!"

"Are you asking for a higher price?"

"Tell me, how much do you want?"

Greed is human nature. Lin Feng was not surprised at all by Wang Anquan's words.

"Boss Lin, let's be frank. Oh, you guys came from the Wu Haishan Mine!"

"If I'm not mistaken, Boss Wu's pigeon blood red should be on you!"

"That's a top-notch product, the whole world is looking for it. Now that you want to mine it, only Oh can help you!"

"So...I have the final say on the terms!"

Wang Anquan threw away the money in his hand and looked at Lin Feng.

"You decide?"

Lin Feng sneered and reached out to grab Wang Anquan's hair.

With a bang, his head was pressed onto the table.

Wang Anquan was about to speak when the dark and cold muzzle of a gun stabbed directly into his mouth!

"Wang Anquan, I hate people who don't keep their word the most! Now let me ask you, who has the final say?"

"Misunderstand!"

"Boss Lin, it's a misunderstanding..."

"You have the final say, of course you have the final say!"

I have to say that Wang Anquan is blessed with a big mouth. Even with the gun barrel pointed at his mouth, he can still speak.

Lin Feng pulled out the gun barrel, rubbed it on Wang Anquan's back several times with disgust, and wiped his saliva.

"Boss Lin, it seems like I'm taking you out for free, as long as... as long as you can take me with you!"

The injury on Wang Anquan’s leg was caused by King Kong.

Because at the Grinding Mine, all the dogs had to give 80% of their earnings to King Kong.

Wang Anquan made more than 8 million from Lin Feng a few days ago. He was greedy and wanted to keep more, so he only gave Brother Jin Gang 1 million.

The result... was that all my money was taken away by King Kong, my legs were almost broken, and I couldn't walk for two whole days.

Money, if you can’t earn money, you still don’t have freedom!

He really didn't want to stay in this place called Grinding Mine for even a minute!

After waiting for a long time for Lin Feng and Shen Xing to appear, Wang Anquan keenly realized that his chance had come.

He originally wanted to scare Lin Feng and Shen Xing and make them understand the importance of his safety, but he didn't expect the gun barrel to be stuck in his mouth, and he almost peed his pants!

Wang Anquan spat out the gun oil that remained in his mouth and glanced at Lin Feng cautiously. "Boss Lin, if I really want to go with you, why don't you take me with you?"

"Have you prepared the things I asked you to prepare?" Lin Feng put away his gun and looked around vigilantly.

"Of course I'm ready. Bhikkhu robes and documents. Oh, here they are!"

Wang Anquan limped out of the noodle shop and took out a plastic bag from the back of his motorcycle.