Chapter 10: Money Makes Demons Grind
The short, stocky black man twisted his flat-brimmed street hat and said, "Rich is amazing?" White ghost, what do you say? ”
The other tall and thin black man beside him was moved, and stretched out his hand to stop the sturdy black man who wanted to step forward to teach Long Zheng a lesson, and said, "Wait, we can listen to what he wants to say first, and then it's not too late to make a decision." ”
Another evenly built black man shrugged and said, "I listen to you." ”
So the tall, thin black man raised his chin and asked, "So, sir, do you want us to shoot which one of the fuckers, or do you want to find someone for you?" ”
"Find someone, help me find a professional killer named Leon, mobilize your circle of friends, and come together to help me find it. Then, the money is yours. Long Zheng tossed the roll of dollars lightly and landed it in the hands of the tall, thin black man.
The negro was in a hurry, regarded it as a treasure, and after taking the dollar, he put it in his pocket, and said, "It will be glad to help you, generous sir, just ......"
His hands kept twisting.
"The money won't be missing from you. Also, to get out the word, I need someone to work for me and keep me safe. Long Zheng took out two more rolls of dollars from his bosom and threw them at the evenly sized black man and the short but strong black man.
"Well, we can protect you, dear sir." The evenly built black man smiled.
Even the bad of the sturdy black man has vanished.
Money can make ghosts grind, and this sentence is indeed true.
……
That night, Long Zheng concocted the same method and successfully mobilized six or seven waves of gangster brothers from different territories and gangs.
Of course, there were also accidents, that is, there was a wave of people who were very unfriendly to Long Zheng's identity at this time, and directly took out their guns.
The early hours of the morning had passed, and Long Zheng turned on the modification option, but this time the randomly obtained weapons made him completely dumbfounded.
A golf club, a half-broken wine bottle, an old-fashioned musket.
It may have been three things that suddenly appeared that frightened the four black brothers and made them freeze in place and forget to shoot.
Faced with the stunned stunned eyes of the four black brothers, Long Zheng first stabbed the broken sharp side of the wine bottle into the man's lower abdomen, and then hit the other person on the head with a golf club.
One of the black men reacted, but Long Zheng took the lead in raising the gun and aimed it at the head, so he had to helplessly raise his hands and spread out the pistol, indicating that he would not resist.
In the end, the old musket fired two squibs, and the third shot finally fired, leaving one of them stunned after being shot.
The last remaining black man, ran away in a panic.
Long Zheng was panting and sweating profusely, for him, such a level of excitement, if he hadn't experienced the battle at the funeral, he would really be indecisive and dare not be ruthless.
Now, he also found a big problem in his heart, that is, the "get a random number of weapons" option, sometimes there may not be a big killer like the Gatling gun, and sometimes, it may only give you a broken bottle of rotten wine.
"You can't just rely on this option!" Long Zheng sat on the ground, gasping for breath, and thought to himself, "I want to develop more forces to prevent a lot of accidents." ”
He picked up the three pistols that fell on the ground, checked them, and there were still a lot of bullets, so he put one in his waist, one in the inner pocket of his windbreaker, and the other in the inner pocket of his suit vest, and Long Zheng packed them home.
At least, it can't be without something for self-defense.
The next day, early in the morning.
Xue Zhi opened her eyes in a daze and saw that Long Zheng was already dressed and looked like she was going out again.
"Where are you going? Last night, I felt in a daze that you seemed to come back in the middle of the night. Xue Zhi rubbed her sleepy eyes and asked, "What did you do?" ”
Long Zheng shook his head with a smile, pointed to the table, and said, "Help you keep it for self-defense." If you fight back anytime and anywhere, relying on super talents, it may also have a bad impact on the world, so try to use it as much as possible. ”
Xue Zhi turned her head and saw that there was a black pistol on the table.
"You...... Where did you get that? Xue Zhi's eyes widened.
Long Zheng turned on the forced pretending mode, he couldn't control it, he smiled faintly, and said: "You don't have to worry about so much first, just wait for my good news quietly in the mansion." The villa has an attached pool, so if you don't have anything to do to swim or sunbathe, leave the burden to a reliable man like me. ”
Xue Zhi rolled her eyes and put the quilt over her head.
Continue to snort and fall asleep.
Long Zheng bored himself, went out, started the supercar, and went straight to the police station.
Inside the police station.
Countless people in uniform came and went, busy.
At the reception place, Long Zheng gently tapped his fingers on the countertop and asked, "Excuse me, Officer Norman Steinfield, do you work in this substation?" ”
"Yes, what's the matter?" The female officer at the reception asked with a professional smile.
"Oh, I'd like to meet your director."
"Do you have an appointment?"
"Nope."
"Well, the director may not have free time right now......"
Long Zheng smiled very gentlemanly and said, "I'm willing to wait." ”
……
Three hours later.
Office of the Commissioner of Police.
Long Zheng smiled, opened the suitcase he was carrying, revealing the neat stacks of dollars inside, and pushed it in front of the director.
"Chief, happy cooperation."
"It's a pleasure to work with."
The director and Long Zheng's hands were clasped tightly together, revealing a harmonious smile.
Walking out of the police station, Long Zheng let out a long sigh of relief.
He didn't know in his heart whether all this could achieve the goals and effects he wanted, all this calmness, all these methods, Long Zheng learned all from the movies he watched before his death.
Now it seems that everything is going well so far.
The reason why he comes into contact with the characters on both sides of black and white is very simple, black and white take it all, and after that, everything can be done much easier.
Long Zheng picked up the liaison and checked the information of the traverser.
"Is the time-traveler in this world, called Porty Rhodes? I don't know who to practice with, but I have reached the strength of the innate realm. Long Zheng touched his hair.
The realm of martial arts is divided into acquired and congenital.
Both acquired and innate are divided into nine levels, and once the innate breaks through the nine layers, then one can be called a grandmaster.
And Portirodus, who already has the strength of the innate second layer, is really a powerful martial artist that should not be underestimated.
Long Zheng dialed the phone number of the tall, thin black man in the first wave of black brothers he met yesterday, and said, "Flema, help me find a man named Potirodus." ”
He glanced at the information on the liaison and added, "One meter eighty-three tall, with a demon tattoo on his right arm. ”