Author: Tai Chi Hands

Fang Jiexia was indeed surprised and happy.

The anger in his heart disappeared instantly, and he asked urgently:

"Tell me the details so I can prepare."

Naturally, Du Sheng would not hide anything, and told him the transaction time and manpower arrangement he learned from Cuisi, as well as the details of the movie in his memory.

When I was about to hang up, I suddenly remembered something, so I reminded you:

"Chief O's Chief Inspector Liao Zhizong seems to have also received the news. You should pay attention."

Liao Zhizong is definitely a smiling tiger. Not only did he arrange for an undercover agent, but he also bribed the senior management of another Zidui company with a number. He dared to destroy this big deal despite the pressure from his superiors. This should not be underestimated.

And it is impossible for such a person to cooperate or be used. Du Sheng does not need to think about it at all. Of course, he will give this credit to his woman.

Fang Jiexia is a little confused:

"The Western District is under his jurisdiction, and I was suspected of taking credit for leading the team there, which was a bit difficult to handle."

Du Sheng smiled, knowing that this woman said it was difficult, but he was unwilling to do so.

After all, a major case involving 60 million yuan is involved. What police officer can’t be tempted after hearing this?

"What's wrong with this? I'll just create an opportunity for you then."

Du Sheng didn't take it seriously and simply sent Buddha to the West.

There was nothing he could do, because he had already set his sights on that money.

60 million worth of cash.

Even if he buys various properties and real estate, it will be enough for him to squander for a while.

In order to prevent the variable Liao Zhizong from intervening, it is necessary to kill it in advance.

The simplest way is to delay and directly cause a car accident or incident on the way Liao Zhizong leads his team. If that doesn't work, they can engage in tricks such as a fight or a thief shouting to catch a thief.

He definitely has more troops than Liao Zhizong, and there is always a way to find a way.

As for the question of grabbing credit, that's even simpler.

Du Sheng didn't even need to point it out. Their crime team had long been left behind. They could casually mention whether one of the parties involved in the transaction had a gangster who was wanted for murder or the like.

At noon the next day, we had the Youguqi Teahouse.

Liangkun was still dressed in the same way, walking in an awkward manner, and even picking up his crotch when he went upstairs. He didn't look like a leading lady at all.

He put his hand to his nose and sniffed carelessly, then sat opposite Xiang Wenlong.

Behind him stood Tian Shou, Du Sheng and Yao Wentai.

Today we are here to negotiate terms.

The reason why Liangkun turned down the banquet last night was because of the delay.

Du Sheng, as one of the main characters, certainly deserves it.

Xiang Wenlong was wearing a Tang suit with black background and red stripes, twisting Buddhist beads in his hand, looking like a scholar.

Although he has white hair, he is actually only fifty-eight years old. Because he wears glasses and is a lawyer by training, people in the world call him the "Four-Eyed Dragon."

Du Sheng looked calm and looked at the opponent's troops, but his main gaze still stayed on Xinji Long's head.

Before coming, he had already asked people to investigate Xinji's related deeds.

More than 40 years ago, when the first generation of Xinji Dragon Head was established, it could only be located in a corner of the Kowloon Walled City and was not particularly outstanding.

Even after more than ten years of hard work, although it is not a small gang, it can only be regarded as a medium-sized society.

Since Xiang Wenlong took over, he began to reform the society and also proposed a new model of "raising troops with the field".

That is to say, everyone who works as a waiter is a member of the big family of Xinji, or "family members" for short.

This move allowed Xinji to quickly absorb blood and grow rapidly.

Later, in order not to be eliminated, major prefixes also followed suit.

Now more than thirty years have passed, and Xinji has grown stronger under the management of Xiang Wenlong.

In its heyday, Xinji was even called "the number one prefix in Xiangjiang", but Xiang Wenlong was very secretive and rarely appeared in public.

Had it not been for Wang Bao, the adopted son of the first hero of Xinji, ‘Ling Jing’, he probably wouldn’t have come forward this time.

"Akun, I remember when we first met, you were still a young boy. Now you are also a leader. Time flies by so fast."

Xiang Wenlong didn't seem to notice Liangkun's vulgarity, and smiled and greeted him.

"I heard that you recently collaborated with Beng Yaju to do a big thing in Haojiang. Not only did you send A Bing to sell salted duck eggs, but you also expanded the casino. How awesome."

Behind him were his confidants Crazy Sword Hao, Jordan Road talker Sang Bo, and Shuang Fanqing who was injured.

Although Liangkun was a junior in front of Xiang Wenlong, he still behaved cynically and said:

"If you really want to talk about majesty, who can compare with you, Brother Wenlong? I heard that now you can still have two phoenixes playing with pearls every night, eighteen brides and eighty-year-old husbands, and a pear tree crushing a begonia."

Speaking of this, he waved to Du Sheng and the others:

"According to Hongmen rules, you should be called Uncle Wenlong. Don't be rude."

Du Sheng and the others naturally didn't know how to make jokes, so they smiled and stepped forward and called Uncle Wenlong.

Xiang Wenlong smiled as usual. There was no gap between the two sides and he nodded slightly.

Liangkun asked Du Sheng to come to him and said to Xiang Wenlong:

"Dongguan Zai, you should have heard of it.

I won’t talk about Wang Bao’s incident last time. I had a dispute with Wang Bao’s men the night before last, so I’ll make it clear now.”

After all, he received the money, so of course he had to support his own people.

Xiang Wenlong’s eyes did not change, he nodded and said:

"When you are in the martial arts world, it is normal for your subordinates to have some quarrels.

But I heard Ah Qing say that at first they entered Tiangang Street just to chase the murderer, but unexpectedly this caused a misunderstanding.

As for Ah Qing, Lu Mao and the others, they never thought about stepping on the field, but your people took advantage of this to take over three streets. How do you think we can solve it?"

Liangkun's smile did not change and he said:

"Chasing the murderer? I heard that there was fierce competition between Wang Bao and the other big bosses, and the epileptic cow was killed just because of a fight in the nest. Was the pursuit of the murderer just trying to frame him?

At that time, Lu Mao took the lead in attacking Asheng's territory, not only did he point at him in front of him and said, "Who do you think you are?"

Ah Sheng has just been the talker not long ago, so it is inevitable that he is young and energetic, so it is reasonable to fight him back, otherwise who will follow him after he loses his prestige."

Liangkun had already known from Du Sheng that Lu Mao was dead, and he probably deliberately made his death unconfirmed.

Seeing Shuang Fanqing wanting to defend himself, Liangkun didn't even look at it and continued:

"After the incident happened last night, I had a chat with Ah Sheng. He said that no matter what the cause was, he was willing to spend one million to eliminate the disaster."

Xiang Wenlong took out the cut tobacco and filled it into the pipe slowly without raising his head:

"Akun, if this money is just to compensate for the deaths and injuries of Lu Mao and others, it would be sincere enough.

But even a fraction of one million would not be enough to buy three streets.

What's more, he recently lent a group of troops to He Lian Sheng to forcefully reverse the situation on Jordan Road. Doesn't this seem even more unreasonable?"

Liangkun leaned back in the chair, put his legs on the coffee table, and became more careless:

"I wonder what Brother Wenlong means?"

Xiang Wenlong lit the tobacco, took a deep breath and said:

"Apo, it's about the gain and loss of your territory, you can tell me."

The tall and thick-looking Sangbo glanced sideways at Du Sheng and said sadly:

"Jiangkun, I thought you were arrogant enough, but I didn't expect your little brother Dongguan Zai to be even more arrogant.

The night before last, his subordinates uttered wild words, saying they would hack me to death in the street.

Originally, I wanted to borrow troops to start a full-scale war, but it was my boss who persuaded me to make peace that led to today's negotiation.

I won’t go into too much nonsense, since I lost three streets since he lent troops to Lin Huaile, he simply compensated me for the three streets in Wan Chai, assuming that no one owes him the right to the other."

Liangkun picked up the teacup and took a few sips. He didn't even look at Sangbo and said to Du Sheng:

"A Sheng, people say they want you to make amends. What do you think?

Whatever you say, Brother Wenlong has always been the most morally righteous person, and as long as there are sufficient reasons, it is possible for him to kill his relatives out of justice."

When Du Sheng saw everyone present, he naturally didn't have any stage fright and said slowly:

"Uncle Wenlong, this time I will use one million to invite Brother Kun to come out to talk. You should be able to see my sincerity.

Shuang Fanqing should have told you what is going on in the three streets in Wan Chai. I won't go into details about what is right and what is wrong.

As for borrowing troops from Lian Sheng, this does not violate the rules of the world. If Sang Bo is unhappy, he can fight him back. Isn’t it too much to ask me to cede territory and compensate him?"
To be continued...