Just when Su Jingxian's family moved to a new house and enjoyed themselves, in the Tai'an warehouse in Ngau Tau Kok, Kwun Tong District, Feiying sat on a stack of sacks containing seed cotton, smiling at Zheng Yuntu who was tied up with flowers.

"Second Master Zheng, you should be familiar with this place, right?"

Tai'an Warehouse is a private warehouse wholly purchased by the Zheng family, specially used to store raw materials, the overall height of the warehouse is six meters, covering an area of nearly 300 square meters.

Now there are hundreds of tons of seed cotton raw materials stored here, all of which the Zheng family has just purchased from Shen Rongtao, the chairman of the same industry.

"I almost don't remember, you can't speak now." Feiying smiled apologetically, walked up to Zheng Yuntu, and tore the tape off his mouth.

As the tape was vigorously torn off, Zheng Yuntu's neatly trimmed beard was also uprooted and cut off a lot, and under the severe pain, the tears that had just stopped flowed out again.

But now Zheng Yuntu can still care about the pain, one burned left eye can no longer see, one right eye opened to look at the flying eagle, and said sadly: "I am Du Yuesheng's apprentice, Li Jufa's protégé, what do you want to do!" ”

In the case of extreme fear, most people will do their best, Zheng Yuntu is still quite sober, and he can see that Feiying is a person from the rivers and lakes, and as soon as he opens his mouth, he will carry out two big Buddhas.

It's a pity that Feiying was originally a fugitive from Southeast Asia, and after arriving in Hong Kong, he lived in the walled city for a long time, and he didn't pay attention to the Jianghu people in Hong Kong at all.

What's more, in the eyes of Feiying, the gang disputes outside the walled city, and the use of knives and axes and sharp weapons are already extremely bad, but in the walled city, pistols are firearms that can't be put on the table, do the people of the Green Gang still dare to chase into the walled city?

"The surname Du is just an outdated old man, I don't know if I can live to the end of the year, you use him to scare me?" Feiying was condescending and looked disdainful, "Li Jufa is in his right age, but I have always looked down on rotten people in the tobacco business, you are his protégé, I don't know if killing you is considered to be the way of heaven?" ”

Zheng Yuntu, who originally had nothing to do with Li Jufa, but just wanted to pull the tiger's skin and be brave, heard this, and his face suddenly turned extremely pale.

If it was placed one or two decades ago, the second master of the Zheng family might still have some blood, but he has been pampered for many years, and now he has long lost his fighting spirit. Especially the man in front of him who clearly killed a star and shot ruthlessly, Zheng Yuntu already had a premonition that there was a chance that he would be planted here tonight.

But even if he dies, Zheng Yuntu doesn't want to be a fool, he wants to find out whether the other party is trying to make money or kill someone, if it is the former, maybe there is still a chance of life.

Thinking of this, Zheng Yuntu's heart settled down a little, swallowed his saliva and asked, "Who are you?" What do you bring me to the warehouse for? ”

Flying Eagle smiled and looked up at his watch, twenty minutes before the next patrol team arrived in the warehouse.

"There's still plenty of time, so I'll talk to you for three minutes." Feiying stood up and stretched, took out a few items that had been prepared long ago from behind the sack, and then stuffed the warehouse key back into Zheng Yuntu's arms, and then said, "Do you remember the China and Hong Kong Newspaper that you burned down a few months ago?" Pounce on your mother! You are ruthless, and you are engaged in your nephew's business. And your boss, it's not a good thing, but someone will send him on the road soon, and you won't be lonely on the Huangquan Road. ”

Zheng Yuntu's pupils shrank sharply when he heard this, and blurted out: "Su Jingxian? ”

Feiying turned around and smiled at Zheng Yuntu: "I never said it, you like to think cranky and whatever you want." ”

Zheng Yuntu clenched his teeth, and one eye was already full of resentment.

Little Red Guy! It turns out that you have long known about the burning of the newspaper building, and you have been making a show in front of me.

He had just cursed a few words in his heart, and before Zheng Yuntu had time to think about why the matter was revealed, his attention was quickly attracted by the flying eagles walking around in the warehouse.

After seeing the flying eagle's movements clearly, the resentment in Zheng Yuntu's eyes gradually turned into shock and fear, and his lips trembled and he couldn't say a complete sentence.

At this time, Feiying was holding two iron drums of gasoline with ten liters in both hands, and was spilling the gasoline in the barrels all over the warehouse, and stacks of seed cotton raw materials packed in sacks and neatly stacked were soaked, exuding a pungent smell.

This batch of seed cotton had just arrived from the sea, and before it had time to dry, it was all stained with moisture. Zheng Yuntu has been in the weaving business for many years, so he naturally knows that wet cotton is more likely to cause fires than dry cotton, not to mention that it is still doused with gasoline, obviously because he is afraid that it will not burn thoroughly enough!

"Stop! How much money does Su Jingxian pay, please you, I will pay a double ...... Ten times over! Ten times over! Zheng Yuntu gasped and opened his mouth almost roaring.

It didn't cost much money when these hundreds of tons of seed cotton raw materials were purchased, but it was not easy to say, if it was burned, the large number of orders just signed with the United States could not be completed, which was enough to crush the Zheng family.

When he doesn't smoke a lot, Zheng Yuntu is still a person, at least he will think about the Zheng family and his children.

The Eagle was not afraid that his roar would attract bystanders, there were few residents around Ngau Tau Kok, and it was pitch black at night, with only a few patrol teams of guards moving around from time to time. When he took Zheng Yuntu into the warehouse, he seized the gap that the husband had just finished inspecting, and for nearly half an hour during this period, no one approached around the Tai'an warehouse.

As if attracted by Zheng Yuntu's conditions, Feiying really stopped pouring gasoline, and came to Zheng Yuntu with an oil drum, condescending: "Ten times? Are you serious? ”

"You believe me! I won't lie to you! Zheng Yuntu was in a hurry, and came out in a lame vernacular, "Zheng Ji has millions of assets, which is worth ten China and Hong Kong newspapers, as long as you stop and let me out, how much money Su Jingxian gives you, I must be ten times higher than him!" ”

Hearing this, Feiying licked his lips and groaned silently, his face showing a look of interest.

Zheng Yuntu saw that things seemed to have taken a turn for the better, and a flame of hope suddenly lit up in his heart, and he was about to speak again to persuade Feiying a few more words, but he was splashed down by a barrel of pungent gasoline.

"So you're a damn bastard! Your Abba has a work ethic! Eat two meals? Do you think I won't be able to polish my eagle's signboard for the rest of my life? Looking at Zheng Yuntu, who was soaked and dazed, Feiying pursed his lips, his voice full of disdain.

The flame of hope that had just lit up in poor Zheng Yuntu's heart was instantly extinguished by the gasoline poured on his head.

"Enough clock, it's not like you, I'm the most punctual, and three minutes is three minutes." Feiying rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand carrying the gasoline can, and glanced at the time, "If there is anything unclear, go down and ask the Fifth Hall Yan Jun yourself...... But I don't think you even have the qualifications to meet Yan Jun of the Fifth Palace, so let's meet you in the Seventh Palace. ”

Folklore has ten halls of the Yama king, Bao Zheng is in the fifth hall, the head of the grievances, the sun and the snow, the king of Mount Tai is in the seventh hall, the head of the grinding meat sauce hell, the punishment is cruel.

Placing the large smoking guns, alcohol lamps and other smoking utensils that had been prepared on the side in front of Zheng Yuntu, Feiying grinned, and grabbed a handful of cotton from his side and stuffed it into his mouth.

"So what's the benefit of smoking a big cigarette? Just because you are greedy for this puff of cigarettes, you accidentally knocked over the alcohol lamp and caused a candle, and burned your warehouse clean, and you can't get the sympathy of your relatives when you die! The eagle shook his head, and said something to the point.

Zheng Yuntu let out a whimpering sound, and his eyes were filled with anger.

Feiying didn't look at him, and spilled the only little gasoline left in the barrel by himself, and spilled it along Zheng Yuntu's position until the door of the warehouse.

Standing at the door of the warehouse, the flying eagle struck a match, and was about to throw it down, but he frowned slightly and blew it out in one breath.

In Zheng Yuntu's incomprehensible and frightened eyes, Feiying came to him again, pulled out a knife from his arms, and cut the rope on his body. Although the ties were not loosened, as long as Zheng Yuntu struggled, these ropes would break.

Since he wanted to push this fire on Zheng Yuntu's head, he naturally couldn't be tied to the spot and burned to char motionless.

Now that the rope is being cut and the fire is pressing, Zheng Yuntu will inevitably break the shackles, and when the time comes, he will inevitably struggle with some pain and pain, and the scene will look more credible.

"Yan Xiong is really not as smart as me." Remembering Yan Xiong's original plan, Feiying grinned and returned to the door of the warehouse.

This time, he did not hesitate any longer, and without hesitation, he struck a match and threw it in the parking gasoline, and at the same time dodged to the outside of the cargo compartment and slowly closed the heavy iron door.

In the Tai'an warehouse, a line of fire galloped, and rushed straight to Zheng Yuntu in the warehouse along the door, the tongue of fire continued to expand in his pupils, and then rose to the sky!