I haven't been a boss for many years

Lisboa Hotel, restaurant on the eighth floor, outside the magnificent VIP box.

Li Chengying was wearing a white suit, pulled out a chair, sat behind the round table, Xiaoy said grinningly: "Brother Ju, next time he will treat you to dinner, and you will treat him that time."

Beng Yaju was wearing a white dress, with a thick gold wrench under his little finger, and there were two hands standing on his back. The corner of his mouth raised a hint of sarcasm, and with his hands behind his back, he said: "Lisboa is Brother Ju's territory." , who is he, who dares to turn against customers?"

Li Chenghao opened his arms presumptuously, crazily: "Hahaha, is Lisboa a company controlled by Mr. Ask, Mr. Zhang, and Mr. Huo?"

"Ah Ju, how old is he?"

A sinister look flashed across Beng Yaju's eyes, he leaned on the back of the chair, thought about wringing his fingers, and laughed hotly: "You're just counting your farts, you're just doing something for Mr. Zhang."

Cong Jiaoqian nodded: "That's good. Since he and you are right, you can ask me a question. In the next two days, none of your hands will disappear in front of the Lisboa Hotel."

"Where did you go?"

Beng Yaju snapped his fingers, pointed at the boy behind him, and asked: "Xiao Zhang, hundreds of blind boys disappear in Yangjiang every year, where are they all going?"

Xiao Zhang said with a smile: "If you rely on the mountains to bury the mountains, if you rely on the sea to sink the sea, of course you will sink to the sea."

"Send some things to sail out to help Brother Hao find Lao people. Brother Hao is the number one in Xiangjiang: little thief, give me some face."

Beng Yaju laughed.

Li Chengying slapped the table and made a small gimmick: "Beng Yaju, what the hell is he playing with me?

If he asked him to let him go, he said he would go overseas to fish, but he killed him! "

Xiao Zhang took out a dagger and slapped it on the table: "You killed it!"

"Push the street, he wants to do something!"

Li Chenghao was angry, and raised the corner of his mouth: "Okay, dare to kill you: the little rich man, he has no kind!"

Beng Yaju looked at me: "Li Chenghao, you've given him enough face. In Yangjiang, you've got what Beng Yaju says. He'd better be sensible."

Cong Jiaoqian narrowed her eyes, threw away the lighter, and then concealed herself again, and offered her a price: "Okay, you can't give him face, the murder is a matter of second thought, and the parking, gambling stalls, wall dust, and low-interest loans are all covered." Shut up and fulfill his reputation."

"However, you want to partner with him in Yangjiang's real estate business, how about it?"

Haojiang's parking, gambling stalls, low-interest loans, including wall plaster business have absorbed [-] million Hong Kong dollars in cash.

It's not that business is making money, it's that the market is small enough, and even if you withdraw your investment, it's also involuntary.

Profits will be thinner.

The 80 million Hong Kong dollars in the [-]s was a very small amount. The money laundering, gambling, and entertainment industries were all eaten by the little tigers, and a few brothers might fight.

At the very beginning, the eyes are on Yangjiang's thriving property market, and one must not make a fortune outside of the property market.

In the future, it will be used to return to Hong Kong.

I'm also a tyrant in Haojiang!

Earth emperor!

Hearing the words, Beng Yaju showed his vicious face, put the knife and fork back on the tablecloth, and stared at the opposite side: "Cong Jiaoqian, his ambition is really small, he wants to operate the Yangjiang property market with you?"

"Is he qualified!"

Gambling halls and the real estate market are the two major sources of income in Haojiang. Among them, the income from the gambling halls has to be paid to the head office as a contract fee, but a small part of the income from the real estate market belongs to the Haojiang company.

The head office does not occupy a small share, but the branch office can handle local affairs, which is enough to buy materials, labor, decoration...all of which are money!

Beng Yaju started his career in the gambling industry, but after all, he is not a small casino manager. He works for a small boss, and he has truly established his reputation as the godfather of Yangjiang.

It depends on the property market!

In order to fight for the control of the Yangjiang property market in history, I regretted blowing up the police superintendent's car in the street. How could it be so easy for Li Chengying to enter the game.

Li Chenghao was not afraid at all, and said with a sinister smile: "You are helping Mr. Zhang in Xiangjiang, and Mr. Zhang owes you a favor. He thinks you have a foot in Haojiang's property market."

"Is it enough to qualify?"

Beng Yaju smiled: "That's what you said."

The two older brothers pushed open the VIP box: a small door, a white suit, a low and strong figure, led two groups of people back into the small door, twisted their necks, and said disdainfully: "He said."

"Which Mr. Zhang does he work for in Xiangjiang?"

"Brother Hao!"

"Brother Hao!"

Xiao Zhang and Qi Zhang bowed together.

Beng Yaju also stood up from the chair, opened his seat, and respectfully asked, "Marshal Li."

Zhang Guobin stood behind the dining table, supported the table with one hand, leaned over and pointed backward: "Look, he is doing something for himself!"

When Li Chenghao saw the person behind him, his expression changed several times, he stood up and said, "Brother Hao, you helped Zhang Sheng earn 70 billion by making a vote in Xiangjiang."

"Isn't it too much for you to take your brother to take root in Yangjiang?"

Cong Jiaoqian said: "Brothers can always do the business of tying tickets for the rest of their lives. The property market in Haojiang is right."

"How about a bite for you?"

Zhang Guobin lit a cigar, took a deep puff, and waved his hand: "Bang of True Brothers: It's only natural for a little guy to do things, and they are used to bargain."

"He treats Brother Bin as a gangster, and wants to play wild in Brother Bin's territory. As for how much money Brother Bin makes, it's none of his business!"

I stared sharply: "Does he still want to break Brother Bin's money?"

Cong Jiaoqian moved her mouth: "You mean that."

"He didn't mean that!"

Zhang Guobin shouted: "Cong Jiao's money is only distributed to brothers, it is distributed to thieves!

He can take what is given to him, and dare to take it if it is given to him? "

Zhang Guobin smiled respectfully: "Chop off his hand first!"

Li Chenghao's arrogance and arrogance not only made me a bad name in the rivers and lakes, but also sent me to the execution ground to shoot targets. An arrogant person can't be fierce for a while, but he can be powerful in the world.

I made a ticket of 70 billion Hong Kong dollars: a small order, and I still feel that Zhang Sheng owes me a favor when I get the money. If it is a favor as a confidence, how dare I get involved in the business of Haojiang: In my eyes, Xiangjiang belongs to Zhang Sheng The territory, but Haojiang is: the territory of Xiaogongtang, and Beng Yaju is from a housing estate boy. .

I have never really stepped into the rivers and lakes, so how can I understand the rules of the rivers and lakes? As a person who understands the rules, I am naturally afraid of the sky and the earth. If Li Chenghao understands the rules one day, then I will be the "thief king of the century".

Kao Church.

Outside an arms warehouse, more than eighty gangsters were checking weapons and ammunition behind a few wooden boxes. Inside the warehouse door, there was a burst of Kouzai's footsteps.

Seventy Yangjiang policemen armed with submachine guns and wearing action suits moved quickly but slowly surrounded the entire warehouse. "

Shi Qidu "stands behind a police car, sees the action troops arrive at the predetermined location, picks up the walkie-talkie, and says aloud: Action!"

At that time, Yang Jiguang finished taking a box of ammunition, opened the seventh wooden box, and picked up the bullets with his hands, but his expression suddenly changed: "Empty ammunition!"

"gogogo!"

The Operation Commander issues orders.

The action team immediately broke into the door, raised their guns and fired: "Da da da, da da da."

Gunfire erupted at the scene, and before the police finished their intrusion, the gangsters fired back briefly. Before more than [-] shots were fired, the gangsters' ammunition ran out, and the recalcitrant Xiangjuan was shot dead by the police.

Outside the hotel, Li Chenghao looked at the gunpowder-smelling Zhang Guobin who was approaching him step by step. He tore off his suit jacket, revealing a vest outside, and shouted, "Brother Hao!"

"He also wants to set off fireworks outside the Lisboa Hotel?"

Zhang Guobin haha: Smiling, as if seeing the sky: Little joke, pointing to Cong Jiaoqian: "Ah Ju, no one wants to compare fireworks with you?"

"How many fireworks did he set off in his fucking life!"

Zhang Guobin glared.

Chapter 712

Zhang Zihao grabbed the lead, without showing any timidity, and shouted loudly: "The biggest casino in Haojiang has set off fireworks, how many guests will have to escape, and how much damage will it cause?"

"One day of closing down will cost millions, and no matter how big the reputation is, it will be ruined!"

"Brother Hao, I respect your reputation, but I, Zhang Zihao, can risk my life. Whether or not I am qualified to build a building together is up to you!"

Zhang Zihao exchanged a detonator vest for 40 billion last time, and this time he wants to exchange it for the Haojiang property market.

People have a path dependence on success. If they succeed in their first life-saving, they want to fight for the second time. They don’t know how many coincidences there are in the success of the first life-saving, and who is there to help.

Li Chenghao even laughed. "

If you dare to risk your life with a detonator on your back when you have nothing, and if you are worth [-] million, you dare to risk your life with a detonator on your back, you are lucky! "

"You are really brave, bold!"

Da Bohao walked towards Zhang Zihao step by step, and the two figures in white suits soon stood face to face.

However, Brother Hao Yuan was taller, looked down at the other party, and said with a smile: "Maybe I was really bluffed by another one, but I am as brave as Bo Hao!"

Cold sweat broke out on Zhang Zihao's forehead, he looked at Li Chenghao in front of him, and opened his mouth to threaten: "Fireworks, I really dare to set them off!"

"let it go!"

Li Chenghao roared. "

let it go! "

Li Chenghao roared again.

Zhang Zihao quietly retracted his feet and took a step back.

The c4 plastic bomb on his body was stronger than the detonator last time. There were six pieces on one vest and ten pieces on both sides, totaling seven kilograms, enough to blow up a corner of the entire hotel.

I think it is Zhang Zihao, the majestic Marshal of the Yihai Seventh Road, who is only afraid, even enters, and even walks down on his own initiative. "

He is looking for death! "

Li Chenghao roared in a low voice. "

let it go!

He's letting you go because he's looking down on you, and rushing to the street! "

Face to face, Ji Bingxiong sprayed his saliva under the other's face, his eyes staring like copper bells, he simply stretched out his hand and grabbed the lead wire, and pulled it hard: "He is letting you let him go!"

Li Chenghao's hairs stood up all over his body, his soul rushed down to the top of the sky, and he felt that his whole body was about to take off. When he was about to die, he whispered: "Zhang Zihao, he is good enough!"

"Puffy..." A fart-like sound came, followed by a cloud of black smoke, and sparks could be seen outside the box.

Li Chenghao was wheezing, his chest was rising and falling, his vest was already wet with sweat, and he gasped dryly on the ground.

Zhang Zihao opened his arms and smiled loudly: "Hahaha, hahaha, you idiot, what does he think you, Zhang Zihao, are doing under the Tao?"

"Rely on enough seeds!"

Zhang Zihao took a cigar from Ah Ju, shook it with his hand, put it out of his mouth, and said sarcastically: "The old boy died on the streets of Mong Kok long ago."

"From the moment you step out of Mong Kok, remember the little guy's lesson and make a brain-eating white paper fan."

I pointed to Li Chenghao: "All the troops he bought in Haojiang were transferred from outside your warehouse, and even Li Guojiu, who traded with him, was yours."

"Ah Ju, tell me who is the smallest arms dealer in East Asia."

Beng Yaju cupped his hands: "Of course it's him...Brother Hao!"

Yu Mingshuang exhaled white smoke, and taunted in a low voice: "Yeah, when working in East Asia, don't worry about those who fly in the sky, those who run underground, or those who swim out of the water, even if they are in the air, they have to be fucked!"

I Ahao stamped and signed, his c4, ammunition, you only sold him at a higher price, and gave him fake ones! "

Li Chenghao was sweating profusely, and he continued to move forward in believability: "It's possible, it's possible, you've tried everything."

"Do you have any skills at all, how do you come out to mess around?

He must have tried every piece, right?

What's more, even the guy who made his vest was bought by you. "

"In terms of longevity, he is less than you, in terms of money, he is less than you, and even in terms of brains, he is as stupid as you... What will he use to fight you!"

"Little Fu wins!"

After stepping on the leather shoes, Ji Bingxiong raised his leg and kicked Li Chenghao over: "Go to hell with him, he's a big bastard!"

bang.

Yu Mingshuang was put under a sofa, turned forward and fell to the ground. The two followers knelt directly on the ground, abandoning their guns and begging for mercy.