Forty-seven Smiling Tiger

A series of footsteps came from far and near, and in less than a while, two red lacquered solid wood doors on the left and right were pushed open, and four men and one woman entered, led by a young Chinese woman dressed fashionably and with a peach blossom face.

"The surname Mei really won't enjoy it, and he won't eat the swan meat delivered to the door, so if he doesn't eat it, I'll have to taste it myself. The man in his 30s, dressed in a white suit, teased the beautiful girl in his arms, and suddenly found that there were a few more unfamiliar faces in his suite.

"Boss Xiao, you're here. The middle-aged portrait who was originally anxious suddenly found a life-saving straw, got up, moved, changed three steps to one step, and hurriedly trotted to the man in the white suit, and whispered, "Boss, Li Biao's daughter Xiao Fengjiao, we have brought it here." However, I don't know where the big circle boy came out, saying that it was her classmate, and he came to take her away, Lu Zai wanted to go up and teach him a lesson, but he was knocked down by the big man behind him in a few clicks, that big man is very powerful, he is a mainland special soldier, and he is the bodyguard of the big circle. ”

"Big brother, I, I'm -------" Passerby A (Lu Zai) lowered his head and squeaked, unable to speak.

Listening to the words of his deputy Lao Cai, the smiling eyes of the man in the white suit inadvertently flashed a trace of ruthlessness, and he stared closely at Zheng Xuanqi, who had already gotten up in front of him, who was also smiling. Suddenly, the man in the white suit said with a smile: "It turned out to be a distinguished guest from the mainland, you see, as soon as I am not there, my subordinates don't know how to greet guests------" As he spoke, he withdrew his thick hand that was caressing the Qiannu's buttocks, and then stretched out and walked towards Zheng Xuanqi.

After Qin Jinrong took a step, he was stopped by Zheng Xuanqi in front of him with his eyes and stopped.

"I'm sorry, Boss Xiao, Feng Jiao's mother said that Feng Jiao asked you to come over. She asked me to come over and have a look, or was there any misunderstanding between them? As for the money, she was already trying to raise it, and I believe it will be soon. Zheng Xuanqi also stepped forward and said with a smile.

The two hands were quietly clasped together, one pair was thick and large, strong and powerful, and the other pair was tender and small, and at first glance it was the hands of a weak scholar. One is tall and one is short, the difference is nearly a head, the tall one is a man in a white suit, and the short one is Zheng Xuanqi. The silent contest began at this handshake, and the two greeted each other with a grin like old friends who had not seen each other for many years.

The difference is that the man in the suit Xiao is more surprised than curious, he knows his strength, because in addition to usury, he is also a shareholder of an underground black boxer, and he usually has to "exercise" and "find abuse", once the palm of an ordinary adult falls into his palm, the light one will cry for his father and call his mother, and the heavy one will have broken bones, not to mention the teenager in front of him who obviously has not renewed his beard;

At the same time, Zheng Xuanqi's consciousness followed Xiao's hand, invaded his sponge body, memory storage room, read many memories and secrets, and also knew why he was willing to lend money to Xiao Fengjiao's father, and before he came out of the police station, he urgently urged Li Fengjiao's mother to repay the money, it turned out that all this was a bureau.

The two of them shook hands for a long time, and even the child Li Yongsheng saw the problem, and couldn't help but look up at his sister Li Fengjiao, and said softly: "Sister, is the big brother okay?"

"It should be fine!" she didn't say, but her nervous look betrayed her. From the time his younger brother shouted, entered the door, until now, in addition to hugging his brother tightly, questions have been entangled in his heart, but out of the special situation, he didn't ask, but the focus of his eyes basically fell on the peer who looked a few years older than him. Now, that fear has turned to worry!

Qin Jinrong was about to move forward, and the two of them let go of their hands at the same time-------

"Oh, don't worry, don't worry, I asked Xiao Fengjiao to come over just to ask her to bring a letter to her mother, I have found the person who was injured and hospitalized by his husband Li Biao, and he also agreed to go private, as long as the money can be negotiated! As for the money------- of course, we can also help lend him tens of thousands of dollars for the money, plus the next 30,000, it will make up 50,000 yuan, which is more than enough, but -------I just need him, Li Biao will help me with one or two favors. Xiao Mou, the man in the suit, saw that the handshake could not make the mainland boy in front of him suffer, so he let go of his hand, walked and talked to the place where the middle-aged man was sitting, sat down, lit a cigarette, cocked Erlang's legs, and looked at the young man in front of him who surprised him again. At this time, he couldn't figure out where the teenager in front of him came from.

97 Before Hong Kong's return to the motherland, many people who were mixed with black people in society had basically washed their hands if they had the ability; they did not wash their hands, but most of those who knew how to pursue advantages and avoid disadvantages also clamped their tails, and only those simple-minded old boys who fought and killed all day long would be desperate to mess around. Naturally, their endings have also become after-dinner conversations, and Stanley Prison has become their best place to go.

Xiao Linhu, nicknamed "Smiling Tiger", he is an outlier, an ancient boy who knows how to advance and retreat, knows righteousness, and knows means. In the past few years, when Hong Kong was replaced by the old and the new, he relied on his excellent "money-making skills" to ------- usury, and to protect the small participants of the ------- underground black fist by force, and successfully ascended to the position.

Some time ago, he discovered a folk master, a cultivator of Bajiquan, Li Biao, through his own channels. In order to inspect his actual combat ability, Xiao Linhu once sent several powerful characters under his command to deliberately provoke, but the result was 3 to 1, and it was planted in Li Biao's hands in less than half a minute.

So, in order to get this spare tire, the seed fighter, Xiao Linhu formulated a series of plans: Xiao Fengjiao's mother was injured by a robber, and Li Biao borrowed money to treat the disease; after that, Li Biao was taken away by the police for intentional injury, and Lin Hu's subordinates came to collect debts; and finally Xiao Fengjiao was threatened with kidnapping, etc., all of which were remotely commanded by Xiao Linhu, and the middle-aged man Cai went to carry it out. It's just that he didn't expect that now he would kill a mainland boy of unknown origin and mysterious identity halfway.

Xiao Linhu admits that he currently has some power in the Hong Kong underworld, but these things obviously can't be put on the table, and more plans and arrangements are needed, otherwise he would not have met with Mei Guangnuo, the main shareholder of Fuquan Securities, in a low-profile way. Although the negotiation went smoothly, the other party was willing to pull him ashore, but the other party did not accept the woman who sent him, Xiao Linhu thought that the reason was that his foundation was too thin, and the people he knew on the table were not wide.

People are floating in the rivers and lakes, how can they not be stabbed, and they can still walk steadily on two legs! Moreover, Hong Kong has just returned to the embrace of the mainland, and its own career will also reach a higher level. Although Hong Kong has remained unchanged for 50 years, Xiao Linhu, who has read national history for a few years and drank fake foreign ink for a few years, believes that pigs can fly, and does not believe in the mouths of politicians. He only trusts interests, only money, and only keeps pace with the times, otherwise he would not stand out from so many old boys, strive for the top, and sit on the current boss--------