Rebirth: My 80s

Chapter 632: Everything is omitted

"Second brother, go find the computer room."

The gangster leader raised his head and looked around the splendid hall, his eyes fixed on the corner under the wooden railing on the second floor, and said to the short gangster with a pair of alert eyes exposed in the homemade black hood.

"Understood!" The latter responded and left quickly.

Li Jiankun was sitting on the European-style sofa, his brows raised. This gang of gangsters could be described as professional - not showing their true faces, all wearing black gloves, and destroying the surveillance immediately. To put it bluntly, even if they commit a crime and run away, they don't even know how to catch them later.

This is definitely not a good conclusion. In other words, what follows is a carnival for gangsters, where they can do whatever they want.

Li Jiankun knew that he must seize the time to save himself before the door that imprisoned human nature was opened...otherwise, he would be out of control.

He tilted his head slightly and asked in as calm a tone as possible: "Are you brothers looking for money?"

The leader laughed and said, "What if I say no?"

Among the women present, the hearts of Effie, Huang Yinzhu and Ding Zhaoling suddenly sank to the bottom, and their three beautiful faces turned pale. Almost all novels and movies and TV dramas tell them the same truth: the original motivations of robbers are nothing more than two kinds - seeking wealth and robbing sex.

"No, you are." Li Jiankun's firm words were like the sound of nature to the three women.

The reason is simple. If it's for sex, it would be superfluous for them to be so cautious, because if they want to do such dirty things, they will definitely leave traces.

Of course, what is inferred here is the main purpose of the gangsters. They are also very likely to rob someone while seeking money - the kind that leaves no trace.

The seven people wore uniforms of dark blue work uniforms, but one could tell from the scuffed leather shoes and dirty traveling shoes on their feet:

In the real world, they belong to the lowest class of people living in Hong Kong City. In the eyes of such men, even Effie is a fairy-level existence, not to mention the noble, plump and graceful Ding Zhaoling, and Miss Huang with an angelic face and a devilish figure.

The leader walked directly in front of Li Jiankun. After looking him up and down, the mouth in the black hood seemed to be grinning. "You are indeed very smart."

"you know me?"

The leader said hey, but didn't say anything.

At this time, there was a crackling sound from the direction of the computer room on the first floor of the main building. Soon the "Second Brother" came back. Facing the leader's gaze, he took out a handful of messy hemp rolls from the pocket of his overalls. Black videotape.

"Good job!"

"Brother, I can take care of everything."

The leader was furious and rushed forward and kicked him hard. "I told you to call me boss!"

The boss and the second child are brothers - Li Jiankun secretly noted this.

"Okay, there is no video or recording, let's talk openly about some things." The leader returned to the front of Li Jiankun again.

The latter stared at him and said: "If someone hires you, how much does he give you? I can give you double."

"Fuck, you're too damn smart!" The leader's eyes widened, and the other gangsters also looked at each other. Did they say anything?

It doesn’t matter how smart you are, it’s just a reasonable guess based on reality:

How could such a person obtain seven pistols?

How could such a person know everything about his manor?

These resources, money and information are extremely inconsistent with the shoes on their feet.

Therefore, Li Jiankun deduced that someone hired them and planned everything in advance so that they could act according to orders.

"Three times." He added more chips.

The leader opened his eyes wide and said, "The other party gave each of us 100 million, do you believe it?"

Li Jiankun shook his head and said: "Not many people can come up with 700 million in cash. I can give each of you 10 million, which is enough for you to have food and clothing for your whole life, how about that?"

Before the leader spoke, the second brother and the other five gangsters looked at each other, and they could see a hint of greed in each other's eyes.

"What are you doing!" The leader glanced at several people and shouted suddenly, "If you have money, do you have life to spend?"

Li Jiankun's eyes dimmed, and his plan to instigate rebellion failed.

No matter who planned this operation, there is really no omission. It is obvious that these gangsters have something in their hands, maybe it is criminal evidence, maybe it is family information or something.

"Boy, I'm starting to like you a little bit, but unfortunately, even if you really give us 100 million each, we can't agree."

As the leader spoke, he switched the black pistol to his left hand, reached into the lining of his work jacket with his right hand, took out several A4 papers bound together, took two steps closer, and slapped it on the European coffee table in front of Li Jiankun. I took out a basic Montblanc fountain pen from somewhere and pressed it on the document. "Signed."

Li Jiankun glanced at the document and signaled that he wanted to move. The leader took two steps back and made a gesture of invitation.

After receiving the documents, Li Jiankun sneered and the truth became clear. In fact, he had some vague suspicions in his mind just now. After all, how many enemies does he have in Hong Kong City? And the other party has learned from past mistakes.

The only thing he didn't expect was that the other party would do this. Otherwise, his preparation would not just be the rich brothers lying on the ground "prostrated".

Money confuses people, and he underestimated the loss of billions of wealth, which is a test of human nature even for those who can afford it.

This is a "delivery agreement". The content of the agreement is: He will deliver all the short-selling investments in the Securities Department of Swire Bank! A total of thirty-seven British stocks.

Snapped!

Li Jiankun threw the documents back on the European coffee table, leaned back, and lay back on the back of the sofa.

Leader: "???"

<divclass="contentadv"> The second child stood on the side of the sofa and shouted angrily: "You want money rather than your life!"

The leader rushed over fiercely, raised his right hand, and pressed the black muzzle of the gun against Li Jiankun's forehead. "I said I signed it!"

The latter crossed his arms over his chest, motionless, and said calmly: "You don't dare to kill me."

If that's their mission.

This investment was in the name of Quinlan Company. Even if he was killed as the boss, it would still be effective. Even if General Manager Effie was killed, Quinlan Company would still be there. He also has Liu Jingyan outside, exercising the rights of "investment manager", and the Dong family is also deeply involved.

The leader was speechless for a while and almost ran out of breath to carry it forward. After looking around, he shouted: "Who is Effie? Sign first!"

Effie, with tears streaming down her face, looked at Li Jiankun. The leader noticed and turned his gun on her.

"It's useless for her to sign alone." Li Jiankun said.

"I told you to sign first!"

Li Jiankun nodded to Effie, who stood up tremblingly and took the document from the coffee table. Huang Yinzhu next to him braved it and looked sideways. Ding Zhaoling, who was relatively calm next to her, touched her daughter and asked what it was.

"A business involving an investment of tens of billions..." Huang Yinzhu explained to her mother in an unintelligible voice.

This made Ding Zhaoling understand the source of this disaster, and even more clearly understand why Jiankun refused to sign even though a gun was held to his head - after signing, according to the current irrepressible downward trend of the economy, he may lose more than one billion, or even billions. !

After Effie signed, the leader's pistol turned back to Li Jiankun's head. "Don't force me! Yes, you are very smart, and I don't dare to kill you. But if you continue to be stubborn with me, I can still cripple you!"

Before Li Jiankun responded, the others beside him were shocked. General Heng Ha kept winking at him; Effie looked at her "brother" with tears on her face; Huang Yinzhu couldn't care about anything else and stretched out her arms to shake Li Jiankun wildly; Ding Zhaoling directly advised:

"Jiankun, if you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about running out of firewood."

Li Jiankun still didn't respond. He had figured out everything. He didn't take this threat to heart. After Charlie always thought that he was a noble person from the mainland, how dare he cripple him? He was racking his brains to think of countermeasures. At this time, the leader's attention was attracted by Ding Zhaoling, the only one who dared to speak.

Swish!

The gun turned and pointed at her.

The leader stepped over in two big steps, pulled Ding Zhaoling up from the sofa, pushed her onto the Persian carpet in the style of Isfahan, then walked around behind her, and pressed the muzzle of his gun against her head from top to bottom.

Huang Yinzhu was stunned on the spot. Her brain was short-circuited and her hands and feet were cold.

"Hehe, you are really good at playing. There is no shortage of beautiful girls, and there are also fair and plump young women who have the same taste as me. I would say that this kind of woman is very enjoyable, knows all kinds of tricks, and knows how to hurt people."

The leader Jie Jie stopped laughing, and his voice suddenly turned cold. "I'll give you ten seconds to think about it. If I don't dare to kill you, why don't I dare to kill her?"

"ten!"

"Nine!"

...

Li Jiankun frowned and looked at Ding Zhaoling. The latter bent his legs to one side and sat on the carpet, looking at him also with a sad smile on his face. Of course she wants to speak to survive, that's human instinct, but is she worth billions of wealth?

"Eight!"

"I sign."

Ding Zhaoling: "!!!"

What she was thinking, Li Jiankun didn't know. The gangster used this trick, but he only knew that if it were anyone else present, he would not be able to ignore it.

He has no choice.

I saw Li Jiankun leaning over, grabbing the Montblanc pen, and signed his name on the last page of the document. The leader grabbed one of Ding Zhaoling's broken arms, pulled her up, and said with a mean smile: "Sister, he really loves you."

Even in such a situation, Ding Zhaoling still couldn't help but blush. After being pushed back to the European-style sofa by the leader, Huang Yinzhu next to her finally came to her senses, hugged her mother's shoulders and burst into tears.

"Old Seven!"

The leader took the document, checked it and found it was correct, and summoned a gangster. The latter took the document, put it properly into the lining of his dark blue overalls, and left in a hurry. When he came to the white engineering vehicle in the courtyard, Lao Qi removed the rear bucket baffle, then opened a canvas covering the rear bucket, and lifted up a mountain motorcycle from the inside.

hum-

Not long after, the mountain bike disappeared at the gate of the manor, drawing a blurry red light strip in the quiet night of Victoria Peak. At the same time, in the manor courtyard, Lao Liu, who followed, locked the iron gate again.

In the lobby on the first floor of the main building of the manor, the leader laughed happily and said, "Isn't this good? As long as you cooperate well, it will be good for us and you. Please keep it up. My brothers will spend the night with you tonight."

Li Jiankun's face was as dark as water, what a good plan!

One of the gangsters took the documents and left first, sending them to Taikoo. Since it was night, it was not necessarily impossible to make a delivery, but it was cumbersome and unreasonable. The safest approach would be to wait until the bank opens tomorrow or the Hong Kong Stock Exchange opens. The other gangsters stayed here to watch them overnight.

When Taikoo's delivery is completed tomorrow and they evacuate, it will be a done deal and everything will be over. No matter how hard Li Jiankun worked, he couldn't change the fact that the deal was completed.

He turned his head and looked at the huge floor-to-ceiling windows on the side of the hall, his eyes penetrated into the rich night, and a sinister smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Ancient! great!