Chapter 9: Borrow something from you

Doorway.

Wu Zhihui pulled the belt to the buckle and pushed it, tied the belt and said casually: "Sister-in-law, I can completely trust you, and you don't want anything to happen to me, right?" โ€

"Huh."

Jenny still had a little blush on her face, her eyes met Wu Zhihui's, and she tugged at the sling that slipped off her shoulder: "Of course, Hui Zai, let's go." โ€

Wu Zhihui strode into the elevator, Jenny watched him leave, and the smile on Jenny's face disappeared instantly after the door closed: "Shovel, dare to threaten me!" โ€

Her face changed a little, and she decided to do what Wu Zhihui said.

Wu Zhihui definitely didn't come unprepared, if he rashly moved him, if he didn't solve it, he would definitely poke the matter between the two outside.

Outside the cell.

Wu Zhihui stretched out his hand to stop the taxi from Taiwan: "No. 188 Huayuan Street, thank you." โ€

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"Thank you."

Wu Zhihui paid the fare, looked up at the house number in front of him, took out Marlboro to light, walked along the steps into the corridor, and came to the door of the rented house of Rotten Gambling.

Because of the parking gear, they can't do things in a short time, and they have no money in their pockets, so they can't go out to gamble, so they can only lie at home.

At this time.

He was sitting on the bed drinking, burping with a cigarette in one hand: "The thin boy of the Yan family's shovel, he has robbed so much money, and he won't give me a penny, and he will kill you on the street." โ€

There was a knock on the door.

"Don't rush me, I'll pay you the rent the day after tomorrow."

Rotten gambling Hua shouted angrily, and when he saw that he was still knocking on the door, he got up and opened the door with a scolding attitude: "Don't..."

Wu Zhihui held a cigarette, stood at the door with a smile, raised his foot and directly opened the bad gambling Hua who wanted to close the door, closed the door and stepped on the bad gambling Hua's face.

"Rotten Boy Hui!"

Bad gamble Hua's face turned red, and his eyes flashed: "What do you want to do?!" โ€

"You dare to black-haired brother's money!"

Wu Zhihui raised his eyebrows slightly, took out the fish scraper in his pocket, and pulled down the toilet paper wrapped in the knife that had not yet dried, and the sharp blade of the knife refracted the cold light in the light: "Brother Fa asked me to take my life!" โ€

The fish scraper was swung down, and the rotten gambler raised his hand to block, covering his blood-spattered hand and screaming and begging for mercy.

"I was wrong, Brother Hui."

The bad gambler Hua Yi was afraid that he would recruit them all: "The money was robbed by the head horse of the eight people, not me, let me live." โ€

Wu Zhihui was stunned when he heard this: "Is it really what he did?" On the surface, he remained silent and scolded: "Brother Fa has already found out, say something useful!" โ€

Rotten Gambler spoke extremely fast and had a strong desire to survive: "It's not that I'm going to deal with you, it's Sister Jenny who wants to deal with you." โ€

"She arranged for someone to contact me and asked me to make a fuss about the matter of sending money, and the money will have an accident."

"How do you know it's Jenny?!"

Wu Zhihui raised his eyebrows and looked at the hesitant rotten gambler: "Tell me everything you know, I can spare your life!" โ€

"Jenny is looking for someone to contact me, I know this person, I saw him appear with Jenny once before, so I suspect that Jenny is trying to kill you."

Bad Gambler doesn't know exactly what happened, so he can only guess a rough idea.

Jenny...

Wu Zhihui recalled in his mind, it stands to reason that this has no reason to do himself.

Suddenly.

A stubble came back to my memory.

Half a month ago, the brainless person in the predecessor actually slept out with Jenny, and the undercover agent didn't want to do it, so he asked Jenny to leave the big guy and leave here with him.

Idiot.

No wonder people want to kill you.

Jenny is with the big guy because his wallet is bulging enough, and he is getting together with his predecessor simply because of good maintenance skills, everyone is just a physical relationship, and the predecessor has no money, no power and no status, so go with you?

Jenny is the sister-in-law in the end, and the predecessor just mentioned it, and Jenny immediately started to poison her.

Rotten gambling Hua looked at Wu Zhihui, who didn't speak, and begged for mercy again: "I really didn't participate in this matter."

The money was robbed by the thin boys, and they said in advance that they would give me 30% of the money, but they haven't given me a penny until now. โ€

He certainly won't be able to share the money.

If the person who betrayed himself was told by the big guy, he would definitely be killed, and it would be absolutely impossible to divide the money to gamble on this alone.

"I really didn't mean to hurt you, I owe a gambling debt, so I was forced to promise them, you look for them."

Bad gambling Hua looked at Wu Zhihui with a nervous expression: "You promised not to kill me, brothers, the important thing is to be trustworthy." โ€

"Of course I'm talking about credit."

Wu Zhihui let go of him: "Okay, you get up." Looking at the rotten gambler who got up from the ground with his hands covered: "Don't publicize this matter, just treat it as if we haven't seen it." โ€

"Uh-huh."

The rotten gambler Hua agreed, just begging this plague god to leave quickly, and he was going to run away overnight.

"That's right."

Wu Zhihui stopped suddenly, and his tone was not shocked: "I borrowed something from you." โ€

"Good!"

Rotten gambling Hua nodded and agreed: "What to borrow..."

"Poof..."

The fishscraper swung and a white light slashed in front of the rotten gambler.

"Hmm..."

Bad gambling Hua stared wide-eyed, his hands tightly covered his neck, staring at Wu Zhihui deadly, and a hoarse sound of "ho" came out of his throat.

"Thank you."

Wu Zhihui wiped the fish scraper with toilet paper and put it away, took out a small stack of banknotes and threw it into the air: "You can't hold your breath, pay attention in the next life." โ€

After going downstairs.

Wu Zhihui put his hands in his pockets, walked forward for a while and stopped a taxi: "Zhifu Road, thank you." โ€

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Zhifu Road.

Wu Zhihui stood under the eaves wearing a peaked cap, looked at the passers-by who came in and out of the alley in front of him from time to time, and came to a child about ten years old: "Pretty boy, can I ask you to do something for me?" โ€

He shook in the air with a banknote: "This is a deposit, you go into the gambling stall to help me find a person named Thin Boy Bang..."

Gambling stalls.

The person in charge, Slender Boybang, bit a cigarette and inspected back and forth between the various gaming tables, looking at the gambling table that began to go to the master, his face was also smiling.

The child walked in and looked at the lean and lean Skinny Boy: "Are you Skinny?" โ€

"Huh?"

Thin Tsaibang looked down at the child: "Have you grown all the hair of the offspring, don't come in if you don't have money." โ€

"Someone asked me to bring you a message."

The child is not afraid of the thin boy, and said bluntly: "Bad gambling Hua said, you don't follow the rules, if you don't want to have an accident, go to him now, you know the place." โ€

After speaking.

He stretched out his hand: "He said that the words I brought are worth five hundred, give money." โ€

"Huh?"

Thin Tsaibang's face turned cold, he thought about it for a while but held back, took out a bill and sent the people away, and called the three horses to take the guys and leave directly.

Wu Zhihui looked at the four people who rushed out of the gambling stall and got into the car, turned around and left, and found a phone booth to dial Zhang Jingliang's phone:

"Let's go!"

"188 Garden Street, pull people, call it a day!"

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188 Fa Yuen Street.

The sedan stopped.

Thin Tsaibang hurriedly pushed the door down, and rushed to Rotten Tsaihua's residence with Ma Tsai, looking at the empty door and kicking the door in, he saw Rotten Tsaihua lying in a pool of blood.

Scattered bills fell on his body, soaked in blood.

"Da Da Da..."

Hurried footsteps rang out in the hallway.

"Don't move!"

"Poor people, don't move!"

Zhang Jingliang appeared with his men, blocked them inside, and pointed the muzzle of the 38 black hole at the thin boy Bang and his party.