268 Debt forced

"Let's go over and take a look!" Zhuo Ziqiang led a few people to the doorman.

The old man who was looking at the door saw Zhuo Ziqiang coming over and poked his head out of the door and said, "The boss is not here!"

Mingge smiled bitterly, and he was really unpopular. Before he could speak, he was driven out.

Zhuo Ziqiang looked inside. Although the sky was almost dark, the sound of machines still came from the factory. It seemed that the factory's performance was quite good.

As long as the business is good, this means that the boss Huang Weibing must have money to make. In addition, he cheated Mingge of millions of wood a while ago, so I think he can make a lot of money.

Since people were not welcomed, Zhuo Ziqiang gave up the idea of ​​visiting the factory. Now he only needs to know that the factory is still in production, and there is no need to ask more questions about the others.

"Go to his house!" Zhuo Ziqiang planned to make a quick battle. It would be best to get this done as soon as possible.

The group took a bus and went straight to the city. Under Mingge's guidance, they arrived at the entrance of a relatively high-end community.

Because Zhuo Ziqiang and his group of people were extraordinary, they encountered some trouble at the entrance of the community. After tangling with the community security guard for a while and sending out a few packs of good cigarettes, several people were able to enter the community.

After knocking on Huang Weibing's door, a shiny head appeared. He saw Mingge with a large group of people, and looked a little panicked. He wanted to close the door, but Liu Xiaolei reached out to block it.

"What do you want to do!" the bald man shouted.

Liu Xiaolei pushed open the door hard and let Zhuo Ziqiang and the others go in.

"This is Boss Zhuo Ziqiang Zhuo, this is what I told you about Huang Weibing and Boss Huang." Ming Ge introduced them.

"You are breaking the law by forcing your house to break into a private house!" Huang Weibing shouted.

Liu Xiaolei pushed it lightly, and Huang Weibing's fat body involuntarily retreated two or three steps before he could barely stand firm.

"You know very well what we are doing! Don't say much nonsense. When do you plan to pay back the wood money of my friend Mingge?" Zhuo Ziqiang sat on the sofa, and Christie sat next to him.

The four bodyguards stood beside them in a tacit understanding, silently setting off the style of Zhuo Zi's powerful boss.

Huang Weibing looked like a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water: "I don't want money, but I'll have one to die!"

Zhuo Ziqiang ignored him. He took out his cell phone and called Zhang Junjie: "There is a Zhengxing Woodenware Factory in the western suburbs. Now you send someone to push down its factory wall!"

Huang Weibing's face turned red and white, and suddenly he rushed to the phone on the table.

Zhuo Ziqiang said coldly: "Do you want to call the police? By the way, you can also let the police come here, just say that someone threatens you with a weapon!"

After he finished speaking, he took out two pistols from his body and placed them on the coffee table in front of him.

After seeing these two pistols with strange shapes, Huang Weibing immediately retracted his hand that was caught on the phone.

Since people dare to show off all the guys, it means they are not afraid of the police.

What kind of gangster is this?

Not only Huang Weibing, but even Ming Ge was shocked. Zhuo Ziqiang dared to fire his pistol. Isn’t he really not afraid of the police?

Zhuo Ziqiang no longer has any fear of the police. Moreover, according to his identity, can any policeman search him?

More importantly, with the rise of the Dongfeng Pirates, he, the nominal middleman, should also go to the front.

He believes that soon, many people will know that he has a close relationship with the Dongfeng Pirates. Of course, Huang Weibing in front of him has no qualifications yet.

Just when Huang Weibing was frightened, Zhuo Ziqiang picked up the phone again and called Zhang Junjie: "You can check by the way, Huang Weibing, the boss of Zhengxing Wood Factory, where is his other factory."

"You, you..." Huang Weibing looked at the two pistols on the coffee table, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Before he knew where the other party came from, he was really afraid that if the other party was really angry, he would collapse him. Although the young man named Zhuo Ziqiang looked as normal, the more he was like this, the more likely he was to be the kind of guy who would kill without blinking.

Mingge suddenly felt that things should not be too big. If he killed someone because of these millions of dollars, not only would he not get the money, but he would also implicate Zhuo Ziqiang.

"Or what if we give him two days to raise funds?" Mingge said from the side.

When Huang Weibing saw Mingge's retrenchment, he suddenly felt courageous: "Where will I go to get you money now! Why don't you come back after the New Year!"

Liu Xiaolei stepped forward and slapped him loudly, beating Huang Weibing immediately and stopped talking.

Zhuo Ziqiang stopped Liu Xiaolei: "We are here to ask for money, not to hit people! If he doesn't give money, we will demolish both of his factories at most, and I don't want the money."

He turned his head and said to Mingge, "Although I am not a big boss, I can still take advantage of millions. I will be responsible for all your losses!"

Mingge didn't expect to be able to hang out with Zhuo Ziqiang's big tree, so he naturally couldn't find it and nodded repeatedly.

"Well, who is in the bedroom next to you?" Christie suddenly looked up and asked Huang Weibing.

Huang Weibing had actually noticed Christie, a beautiful foreign girl, but she didn't dare to look at her. When she saw her asking, she hurriedly said, "Yes, it's my wife inside."

Christie smiled and said, "Your wife is so timid. Her husband is bullied outside, and she doesn't even dare to show off. Such a wife is really rare!"

Zhuo Ziqiang suddenly realized and waved to Liu Xiaolei. Liu Xiaolei immediately walked to the bedroom door and kicked the door open.

A scream came from the bedroom, but was stopped by Liu Xiaolei for some unknown method. Then, a young woman in her twenties was dragged out by Liu Xiaolei.

"Is this your wife?" Zhuo Ziqiang looked at Huang Weibing, who was in his fifties, and looked at the young woman who could be her daughter, expressing extreme suspicion.

Liu Xiaolei suddenly felt energetic. He pulled the young woman with a look of horror to Huang Weibing's side, took out his cell phone and started taking pictures.

Although Huang Weibing was extremely reluctant, he could only take photos of Liu Xiaolei as a souvenir.

"This, I will send it to your real wife if I have the chance." Zhuo Ziqiang smiled.

Huang Weibing, who had a decadent face, had his eyes circling, as if he was thinking about some way to get out, but in this case, he didn't have many ways.

Suddenly, a phone ringing rang. Huang Weibing looked at Zhuo Ziqiang. Seeing Zhuo Ziqiang nodding, he hurriedly picked up the phone receiver.

"What? The factory was really pushed down? Many people? There are bulldozers!" Huang Weibing put down the phone, his face darkened.

It seems that these people are coming, but they don’t know what else they will do next.

If the factory yard is pushed down, the people in the factory will naturally call the police, so there will be no problem with the factory for the time being, but let it go?

"I want you to return the money to Mingge at 9 o'clock tomorrow morning, otherwise your two factories will be gone!" Zhuo Ziqiang mentioned the severity of the consequences to the other party first.

"I, I recognize Zhang Junjie!" Huang Weibing saw the other party's method of doing things, which looked very much like a gangster. He suddenly remembered that he had drunk with Zhang Junjie. Although he was just a big boss that time, this was a way.

If Zhuo Ziqiang was a gangster, he might be so scared that he would immediately get out of his house when he heard Zhang Junjie's name.

"Oh, does Zhang Junjie? I have his phone number, why don't you call him?" Zhuo Ziqiang handed over the phone.

Huang Weibing looked at Zhang Junjie's name on his phone and felt agitation. In fact, he was not qualified to know Zhang Junjie's number.

The other party has Zhang Junjie's number, which means that he is most likely Zhang Junjie's subordinate, so this is not very good.

With a tough bullet, Huang Weibing took the phone and called Zhang Junjie.

"Hey, Brother Ziqiang, I have found that guy's factory. His other factory is called Zheng'an Woodworking Factory. I'm taking people here! Do you think you're going to make it bigger this time and demolish all the factories? I dare to offend you, my brother, I think he will never have a good life in Nanxi in his life!..."

The phone in Huang Weibing's hand almost fell to the ground. If Liu Xiaolei hadn't been quick-eyed and quick-handed, the boss's phone might have been broken.

"I'll pay back the money! I'll pay it back tomorrow morning! Please ask Boss Zhuo to give me a high hand and let me live!" Huang Weibing suddenly felt like his tendons were removed, and it was completely softened into a pool of mud.

No wonder this young man is so arrogant. Even Zhang Junjie, the boss of Nanxi, has to obey his orders. If he offends him, just Zhang Junjie's words, he Huang Weibing will have to get out of Nanxi immediately.

Mingge saw that Huang Weibing, who was still trying hard to support, suddenly became a paralyzed, but he was not sure what had happened. However, this did not affect his shock at Zhuo Ziqiang's energy.

Even if the court comes forward, it will not be solved in a short time, but once Zhuo Ziqiang comes forward, it will be completely settled in just half an hour.

Zhuo Ziqiang took the phone from Liu Xiaolei and said to Zhang Junjie: "You can pause your actions tonight first. If you need it, I will notify you tomorrow!"

Seeing Zhuo Ziqiang and the others leaving, Huang Weibing disagreed. He grabbed Zhuo Ziqiang's hand, but was immediately pushed to the corner by a bodyguard.

"Let's pay back the money first!" Zhuo Ziqiang finished speaking, and led everyone out of Huang Weibing's house.

Huang Weibing said cryingly behind, "Boss Zhuo, I will definitely pay back the money tomorrow morning, I will definitely pay it back!"

After leaving the community and returning to the car, Zhuo Ziqiang said to Mingge: "After the matter here is resolved, you go back and have a good New Year. As for your ship and your crew, I'll see if I can think of a solution."

Mingge was very excited to recover the debt. After hearing Zhuo Ziqiang's words, he was shocked.

His ship and crew are in the hands of the police in Nan***. No matter how powerful he is, he is only in Nanxi. No matter how far he is, he will never go to Nan***!
Chapter completed!