Chapter 426

"I, we'll go to Songpa workshop again." Qin Feng suddenly said, "if I'm not wrong, the mysterious man must have been to Songpa workshop and went in a way we don't know. If we can find clues there, the case will be completely clear. "

"What if you can't find it?" Tang Ren asked.

"Well, then your black pot will be on your back!" Qin Fengdao.

"Shit!"

"Let it go. Don't worry. Siam doesn't have a death penalty. You'll come out after you've been locked up for more than 40 years." Qin Feng teased.

"Shit!" Tang Ren raised the volume.

"No, but maybe you will be thrown into the Mekong River by Mr. Yan first to feed crocodiles." Qin Feng said again.

"Shit!" Tang Ren stared in horror.

"May be killed by the mysterious man." Qin Feng thought and said.

"Shit!" Tang Ren took a breath and his voice trembled.

"You, what else can you do except say shit?" Qin Feng could not help but make complaints about Tucao road.

Tang Ren looked at Qin Feng: "don't forget that the police are also looking for you. Mr. Yan said he would also throw you to feed the crocodile. In addition, you guessed so much truth. The mysterious man is likely to kill you blind."

The look on Qin Feng's face immediately stagnated and said, "shit!"

At the same time, a young man with a moustache just walked into a quiet villa on sukunyi Avenue.

In the villa, a young man with white hair is sitting on the sofa and sliding K. his face is pale, his eye sockets are deep, and his eyes are full of blood. The whole person looks crazy and neurotic.

Behind him stood two tattooed youths dressed strangely.

The sound of the young man with a moustache opening the door startled the people in the room. After being stunned, the young man with white hair shouted, "vomit roar", laughed, stood up and came to the door.

"The beard is very handsome!"

The white haired youth pointed to the moustache and shouted. Then he put his head close to the moustache's eyes and stared: "Hey, is it troublesome to trim the moustache?"

Moustache looked at him, suddenly smiled, patted him on the shoulder and walked around him.

The white haired young man shook his hand with a smile and casually pointed to his two men: "go out and talk about things. Do you have a wink? Shall I invite you? "

The two men hurried out and dared not say a word. They seemed to be very afraid of the white haired young man.

In the process, moustache went around the villa and opened the doors of all the rooms to check.

"Should I be so careful?" The white haired youth disdained. He took out a cigarette and lit it for himself. After spitting out a mouthful of smoke, his face immediately showed an intoxicated color.

"Are you so careful where you choose? Wow, do you usually live very tired? " He continued with a strange smile.

Moustache ignored him and checked all the places that could be checked, such as under the table and the gap in the sofa.

"Do you want to search me, too?" Seeing this, the white haired youth was a little angry.

Moustache stuck to the ground and looked around carefully. Then he stood up and breathed a sigh of relief.

"No need." He smiled at the young man with white hair.

If you have this brain, you won't be cheated by me from Hong Kong Island to Taijing

"Sit down." He made an inviting gesture and said to the white haired youth.

"Cut! Hypocrisy. " The white haired young man disdained to scold, walked unsteadily, sat down on the sofa like a soft bug without a skeleton, and lay down obliquely with his feet on the table.

Moustache looked at his feet on the table, frowned slightly, but loosened.

"Let's make a formal acquaintance," said moustache with a smile. "Zhang Ziwei."

"Duan Kun, Tsim Sha Tsui." The white haired youth said lazily and casually. He glanced at Zhang Ziwei obliquely, "don't talk nonsense! You called me and said that your golden triangle chose me as the sole agent on Hong Kong Island. I admire your vision, but there is no free lunch in the world. Come on, what do you need me to do? "

Moustache smiled at Duan Kun, who was as reckless, brainless, impulsive and moody as he knew.

Most importantly, Duan Kun is very ambitious and wants to establish the largest society on Hong Kong Island.

"Dare you kill?" Zhang Ziwei asked.

"It depends on who you kill." Duan Kun said lazily, "don't treat me as a fool. I know some people. I can't provoke them for the time being."

"Son of the eight faced Buddha, dare you kill him?" Zhang Ziwei smiled.

Duan Kun suddenly changed his face, suddenly sat up, leaned forward and stared at Zhang Ziwei's eyes.

"Are you kidding me?" He has a bad complexion.

"Isn't that necessary?" Zhang Ziwei smiled. He took out a photo from his pocket and showed it to Duan Kun.

The photo is a group photo. The man is Zhang Ziwei himself, and the woman is very beautiful and in good shape.

"This is my wife." Zhang Ziwei said, "her name is Mina. She is the daughter of the eight faced Buddha."

"Are you the son-in-law of the eight faced Buddha?" Duan Kun said in surprise, "then why did you kill his son?"

"The eight faced Buddha is old." Zhang Ziwei put away the photos and said slowly, "I want to take his seat."

Duan Kun immediately gave a thumbs up: "have ambition! I just like people with ideals like you! "

"But..." Duan Kun said, "how do I know you won't cross the river and tear down the bridge? Besides, even if his son dies, who knows if he can get you in that position? "

Zhang Ziwei smiled brightly.

"I'll kill whoever gets in my way!" He said, "the world has changed. It should have been the world of our young people for a long time! The old guys thought they could press us with the word "rules", so I told them with a gun that whoever has a big fist is the rule! "

Zhang Ziwei said finally, his eyes had become extremely fierce, and his smile had also become a cold and ferocious smile.

"Do you want to bet with me?" He stared into Duan Kun's eyes, "if you lose, run away respectively; Won... "

He paused, stretched out a finger, poked Duan Kun's right shoulder and said fiercely, "the whole Hong Kong Island is yours!"

Duan Kun's eyes flushed with Zhang Ziwei's words, and his hands trembled. He just felt his blood boiling.

But he still hesitated.

Zhang Ziwei sat back on the sofa and youyou continued, "as long as you nod, I'll give you a ton of goods as a reward for this."

Duan Kun's breathing suddenly became urgent.

"Just think about it," Zhang Ziwei took out his cigar box, took out a cigar from it and trimmed it slowly, without hurry or delay, "but this is the only chance. In fact, what you have to do is very simple, four words - shoot and kill! "

Duan Kun's face was uncertain. For a long time, he suddenly clenched his teeth and said, "won't you let me do it in Siam? Isn't that death? "

"On Hong Kong Island." Zhang Ziwei "snapped" on the fire and smoked and roasted his cigar“ And he won't take more than ten people. "

"If so..." Duan Kun murmured, suddenly his face was cruel, "bang" pounded the table, clenched his teeth and said fiercely: "I did it!"

Zhang Ziwei immediately smiled happily. He handed over the trimmed cigar and gently raised his neck: "try this?"