110 The Underground Emperor (4/10) begged for a subscription and a monthly pass

The box was silent, Cai Yuanqi, Huang Weiyao, and the "Lisboa Gang" behind Mr. He, all looked at their noses and noses, waiting for the results of the big guys' talks.

Obviously, this time, whether it is Zhuang Shikai or Yan Tong, every thing standing in the box has crossed the line. But what to do next, it is up to the bigwigs on both sides to speak.

I saw that after listening to Zhuang Shikai's "apology", Mr. He patted him on the shoulder with a warm face, and said with a nonchalant face: "What's the trouble?" ”

"Isn't it that Zhuang Sheng set off a string of firecrackers in my yard? To be honest, this VIP box has not been touched since it opened, Zhuang Sheng not only opened it for me, but also gave me a string of colorful heads, I have to thank Zhuang Sheng. ”

After Zhuang Shikai heard his words, he smiled in his heart, and knew that Mr. He was farting. Although Lisboa is still in its infancy and has not reached the level of the world's gambling city in the future, the VIP box is certainly not the first time to be used.

Mr. He said this to implicitly express a meaning, to gently expose the matter of Zhuang Shikai stepping on the boundary, and use "firecrackers" to mention Zhuang Shikai... It's only open once, and it's good to set off firecrackers. Next time there's something to do, don't put it in my yard.

My temple is small, you are big, don't cross the sea to Macao if you want to make trouble. Isn't it good to go back to your Hong Kong Island and fight in all directions? If this place in Macau is played by you again, the Ruins of St. Paul's will collapse.

Mr. He knew Zhuang Shikai's background, and used his keen sense of smell to guess the behind-the-scenes situation of the struggle between the two sides. So a decisive decision was made to decide who would win and support whom! Never get along with money!

It didn't appear until the end of the shootout, and the meaning behind it was obvious. Therefore, Zhuang Shikai's expression has always been very flat, without showing any nervousness.

After listening to Mr. He's meaning, Zhuang Shikai smiled modestly: "Mr. He said he was joking." ”

"I didn't do it right this time, you can pump the money on the table according to the rules." Because the gambling game was agreed by both parties and the amount was huge, it was not exchanged for chips, and more than 20 million cash was being placed on the table.

After listening to Zhuang Shikai's words, Mr. He laughed loudly, and said with an attitude of his own: "Eh, Zhuang Sheng came to Macau to play to give me He Hongsheng face, don't talk about pumping, talk about it is not to give me face." ”

"Please Zhuang Sheng leave me an address, I will send someone to transport all the money back, you just wait to receive the goods." Mr. He took out a fountain pen from the inner pocket of his suit, and immediately a subordinate handed him a blank piece of paper

When Zhuang Shikai picked up the pen and wrote down the address, he only heard Mr. He say in an indifferent tone: "I will dispose of the corpses on the ground." ”

"They were shot by Vietnamese bandits for gambling money, and all of them were unfortunately killed, which is my responsibility He Hongsheng."

Zhuang Shikai handed over the blank paper with the address to Mr. He's subordinates, then put the pen on the cap, and returned it to Mr. He: "Fortunately, those waiters who were shot need compensation, and they must be deducted from my account to show their gratitude." ”

This time, Mr. He did not refuse, nodded and said, "This is also a disaster, they should receive two copies." ”

Several people were injured, one or two died. These are all bullets fired by Yan Tongren, Zhuang Shikai will not deliberately take the pot, nor will he sit idly by. How so? There must be his factor in it, but the situation of life and death, the heart and liver are very hard, and he has nothing to do with the Virgin Mary.

"Then please He Sheng, I'll go first." Zhuang Shikai smiled, and Mr. He stretched out his hand to the door: "Please!" ”

Zhuang Shikai took Cai Yuanqi and a group of other people out of the door of the box, and Mr. He stood inside without seeing him off.

Subsequently, Zhuang Shikai came to the corridor and met Gao Jin who was waiting at the door. I saw him take a step forward, lean his head against Gao Jin's ear, and gently spit out two words: "Jin Neng!" ”

Gao Jin heard the two bangs in his mind, like a thunderbolt from the sky, and suddenly remembered his mother's words before she died.

"Enter the boy! The man who killed your father laughed like a fox! I will never forget his smile, you must remember to find him for revenge! ”

I didn't think about it before, but now that I think about it carefully, Jin Neng smiled with his glasses...... Really like an old fox.

Zhuang Shikai patted Gao Jin on the shoulder, walked into the elevator with Cai Yuanqi and others, and did not say a word to Gao Jin. Next, he has to deal with the current matter, as for how Gao Jin will go in the future, how to choose, whether he wants his help. That was many years later.

If necessary, I believe that Gao Jin will come to him. If Gao Jin didn't come to him, he didn't want to care about this idle matter.

After all, the gambling world and the police world are completely two circles, and there is no need for people standing in high places to bend down to pick up a stone.

Especially in the case of no benefit, it is not good to accidentally flash to the waist.

There are benefits to be said separately.

That's not picking up stones.

That TM is picking up banknotes!

.......

That night, a burst of gunfire in Macao, across the sea, doomed the night sky of the entire Hong Kong Island to be uncalm.

At the top of Taiping Mountain, Lei's mansion, Lei Luo and Lard Boy sat opposite each other. I saw that the lard boy was wearing a white shirt, sweating profusely, panting, and after telling the latest news he had just gotten, Lei Luo took a cigar in his mouth and suddenly got up: "Okay!" Good! Good! ”

That night, a burst of gunfire in Macao, across the sea, doomed the night sky of the entire Hong Kong Island to be uncalm.

At the top of Taiping Mountain, Lei's mansion, Lei Luo and Lard Boy sat opposite each other. I saw that the lard boy was wearing a white shirt, sweating profusely, panting, and after telling the latest news he had just gotten, Lei Luo took a cigar in his mouth and suddenly got up: "Okay!" Good! Good! ”

Lei Luo shouted three good words in a row, then sat down again with some excitement, stood up again and said, "Zhuang Tsai did a beautiful job! Be brave and strategic! It is worthy of my Lei Luo's favorite horse boy! ”

Mr. Lei Luo, the chief inspector of the general China, first received Zhuang Shikai's request to mark people, and thought that Yan Tong was going to attack Zhuang Shikai. Zhuang Shikai was aware of it and wanted to take precautions first.

Although they are defending each other, they will definitely fight next, and as long as the two sides make moves, Lei Luo will be very satisfied. If Zhuang Shikai can seize the opportunity to turn defeat into victory, it will be a perfect ending.

But Lei Luo didn't think about it, Zhuang Shikai's request was not to beware of Yan Tong, but to take the initiative to lay out Yan Tong, and directly get Yan Tong in Macau tonight.

And according to his latest news, the money that Yan Tong put on the gambling table is the fee to be handed over to the ghost guy at the end of the month. This also means that Yan Tong is not only dead, but also broke the rules before he died, and moved the ghost guy's things.

This time, Zhuang Shikai jumped out of the game cage directly, and he was able to shake off the anger of the ghost guy, even if he killed Yan Tong, the ghost boss high-level in the police world would not do anything with him.

"Clever! That's so smart! Lei Luo couldn't help but clap his palms and praise twice. This time, Zhuang Shikai killed Yan Tong with one shot, and then Lei Luo's influence will expand rapidly, filling the entire Chinese police circle, becoming the underground emperor in charge of black and white on Hong Kong Island, and the emperor of the money empire in the 70s.