"Do you want to help them guarantee?" Liu Jianming looked at Liang Kun and said, picking up a pen on the table and putting it in his hand to play with it:

"So, who are you? Are you their eldest brother?"

"Hey——Police Liu, you must not say that. Although you are a policeman, you cannot frame it at will." Liang Kun shouted exaggeratedly and waved his hand quickly.

It is illegal to claim that members of the triad are also subject to jail if they are taken with evidence.

"I am a good citizen who abides by the law. I pay a lot of taxes to support you every year." Liang Kun said hoarsely, with an exaggerated expression and wide eyes:

"Police Officer Liu, you may not know that I opened a small film company. You also know that when starting a company, you need manpower, especially when setting up a movie, setting up a venue, lighting, etc... It's all complicated and requires a lot of manpower. Anyway, I'm telling you now, you don't understand. In short, they are all employees of our company."

"As the boss of the company, you should care about it."

"Oh, so that's how it is." Liu Jianming said, pretending to be enlightened, looking at him with a high posture and saying, "So do you know that the things they have committed are big or small in some ways... and there are so many people, this guarantee fee..."

Liangkun hurriedly said, "You have the final say in the cost." After that, he smiled meaningfully.

...

Liangkun followed Zheng Xiaofeng away from the office and went to go through the guarantee procedures.

Liu Jianming took out a Swiss bank card from the drawer, took a look, and tsk the sound.

There are two million Hong Kong dollars in this, and Liangkun gave it to himself casually. He had to know that so much money was purely due to being a policeman and getting a salary, he didn't know how many years it would take to make it.

The Hong Kong dollar in this era is still very valuable, and people who have come from the 1980s and 1990s will definitely understand it.

In that era, it was only five cents for a bus in the mainland, and Hong Kong dollars could be exchanged for at least twenty-five yuan.

Twenty-five rmb was quite valuable in that era, and the average working-class people in the mainland paid only fifty rmb per month.

Two million Hong Kong dollars, ordinary people will never make money in their lifetime.

Killing and setting fires, repairing bridges and roads without corpses, these two sentences are indeed correct.

Liu Jianming threw the bank card into the space inventory, and the money delivered to the door was not wasted.

Since the oil on Liangkun's body is so rich, then just twist him up and squeeze it, which makes him feel heartbroken.

Let him know that fighting with him will cost a large enough price.

...

The price that Liangkun paid was indeed very high, so big that it almost made him crazy.

In addition to Ba Di, the guarantee fee for a hundred or ten people actually exceeded 10 million, and he was almost in shock when he was bleeding.

Inside a Rolls-Royce.

"Mom is numb, I will definitely not let him go." Liang Kun said in a secret manner.

"Bang!" The car door opened, and Baquan came in cursing.

"Akun, you must help me this time!" Ba Di shouted, his face full of reluctance.

"I'm holding your mother and saying I won't help you? If I don't help you, you'll have already been in prison now!" Liang Kun roared, his heart completely defeated by this impulse.

I didn't even figure out the identity of others, so I went to a fight with them, and my mind was filled with feces.

"Akun, I'm not saying you didn't help me. But if you help others to the end, you must help me. I really can't swallow this." Ba Guan said, and used his head to hit the car window with his head, causing the glass to tremble.

"I'm fucking you!" Liang Kun quickly grabbed him, and his heartache was almost twitching.

Of course, what he felt sorry for was not Ba Di, what he felt sorry for was his car, what he felt sorry for was the glass of the car. If the glass was smashed by this bastard, it would not be enough to kill him.

"Okay, I promise you, what else do you want me to help you?" Liang Kun shouted. He was speechless to his brother-in-law.

Ba Li was overjoyed and said quickly: "A Kun, lend me another two million."

"What?! You still borrow 2 million?!" Liangkun asked with wide eyes: "You are my bank cash machine? Do you know how much money I spent with you, and you just guaranteed you, right? Ah? If you borrow 2 million from me, you will owe me 20 million! It's 20 million! It's not 2,000 yuan, brother!"

Is it easy for me to be a big boss?

Only those clubs can earn a total of how much money they have to make, and there are so many subordinates to support, so many mouths to eat, and so many places to handle.

If there is no film company to support me, I would have gone bankrupt long ago.

"Akun, the last time! The last time I borrowed money from you! I promise it is the last time. You must help me this time." Baci shouted in a swearing, just begging.

"I'm going to take your mother, why didn't you say the last time?" Liang Kun complained, rolling his eyes at him, and finally took out the check book and filled in two million for him.

"Akun, thank you, you are really my good brother. All of my 100-pound kilograms of meat will be yours in the future. I will cut whoever you ask me to cut down, and I can cut my old beans or my mother." Ba Di said, almost burst into tears.

"Stop it. Take your hand away and don't wipe your nose on me. Hey, you haven't told me yet, why are you asking for money again? You won't take it for gamble again, right?" Liang Kun asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"Absolutely not." Baci said, patting his chest, "I promise to use it on the right path this time, just wait and see."

...

The next day.

Kowloon City, in a dark house.

"Come on, each person will pay a final payment of 100,000 Hong Kong dollars after the matter is completed."

Ba Li said in a speechless manner with a cigarette in his mouth, and distributed the 100,000 Hong Kong dollars rolled into a roll to the hands of five big circles one by one.

"Wow, one hundred thousand!" A short, short man shouted excitedly, stretching his nose and smelling the printing smell on the banknotes as if he had never seen the world.

"These Hong Kong amateurs are really generous! No wonder, Dajun and the others just came to Hong Kong Island once." Another vulgar man with sharp mouth and monkey cheeks whispered to his companions in hometown slang.

"It's a must! One hundred thousand yuan is enough for us to suffer for half a lifetime! With it, I can finally build a small building and marry Chunni in a glorious way." His companions put 100,000 Hong Kong dollars into the deepest part of their underwear as treasures.

"Don't discuss it for now, be quieter." Bati said, waved his hand to calm everyone down, and then put a large cloth bag on the broken table.

The sound of "bang!" was very heavy, as if it was loaded with a lot of heavy things.

Ba Li took out five block objects wrapped in oil paper as he knew it:

"Five iron guys, remember to deal with it after using it."

The five people nodded, took the grease paper apart, and each of them took it in their hands to check it out.

There are also homemade gasoline bombs, local grenades, etc. in the bag.

"Play with me?! You will regret it if I told you!"
Chapter completed!