Hong Kong Zong starts from the heroic character

Chapter 125
night.

Tsim Sha Tsui.

In a dimly lit alley.

A group of five people of different heights walked deep into the alley without any haste.

The waists of the five people all showed a slight bulge.

The lean man walking at the back, carrying a heavy canvas bag, looked back from time to time to look around.

overhead.

Dim lights, the old man pulled the figures of several people.

these people.

It was just a while ago that Dadong and his party robbed the Nathan Road branch of Baosheng Bank. After their failure, they have been hiding and not coming out.

soon.

They came to a game hall where the shutters had been closed and the lights were dimmed, and they knocked on the door.

Soon.

A small door on the side opened, and a chubby middle-aged man waved at them, motioning for them to come in, and poked out a chubby head to look around carefully.

"Don't look at it."

Dadong quickly scanned the interior of the empty game hall: "There will be no one following."

"Hehe, there is always nothing wrong with being cautious."

The chubby middle-aged man closed the iron door and looked at the group of five of them: "Sit down first, I have prepared a supper for you, you eat first, they will arrive later."

"No way, Artest!"

Fat Mushroom, who was also slightly fat, frowned and looked at Artest, with a somewhat unhappy tone: "Didn't you agree to meet at eleven o'clock tonight? Why don't they come?"

"It's not that I haven't told you about their style of doing things. Besides, I'm just a messenger. How dare I urge them."

Artest spread his hands innocently: "Just wait, go inside and have a late-night snack first."

talking.

He brought Dadong and his party into the inner room.

There was a lot of meat on the table, such as roast goose, barbecued pork, roast pork, soy sauce chicken, etc. filled half the table, and there was a bottle of white wine beside it.

but.

None of them moved their chopsticks, they sat down on their seats and smoked.

Artest stayed with him for a few minutes before leaving.

Waited about 5 minutes.

Dadong stood up from his seat and waved: "Let's go."

Wu Yingtou immediately picked up the canvas bag and walked outside first.

The five of them have always acted together, so that safety is guaranteed, but at the same time, there is also an increased risk of group destruction.

"Hey!"

Artest came in from the backyard carrying a suitcase, looked at the five people who were about to leave: "What are you doing!"

"clatter!"

Dadong looked at Artest, stretched out his hand to touch his waist, and the cold May [-]th gun barrel was directly on the top of Artest's head, and said coldly, "What are you holding?"

"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous!"

Artest looked at these big circle boys, put the box on the ground immediately, and raised his hands: "There are banknotes in here, 50, Kakun asked me to give it to you."

These big circle boys are no better than those who make money.

Everyone is a life-threatening character, and Artest dare not joke with them.

"Ah."

Dadong pouted, Fat Mushroom came up, opened the box on the ground, and there were stacks of banknotes neatly inside.

He checked quickly, then nodded at Dadong: "There is no problem with the money."

"Row."

Dadong's expression softened a little, and he put away the big black star in his hand: "Where's Kakun? Why hasn't he come here yet?"

"It's coming soon."

Artest touched the sweat on his forehead: "I, Artest, have been in this area for so long, no matter what I do, I dare not provoke you people, don't worry, wait a little longer."

About another 5 minutes waited.

There was movement at the door.

Soon.

Artest walked in with two lean men of about the same height, and quickly introduced: "This is Kakun and Shakun."

Both Kakun and Shakun are wearing headgear, only showing their eyes and mouth.

"Oh."

Dadong glanced at the two of them sideways, and frowned slightly: "Don't you dare to reveal your true colors?"

"It's not important."

Kakun stepped forward, first took a few glances at Dadong, then looked at Feigu, Bazhong, Shengji, and Wuyingtou. He spoke in a standard mandarin that was not very fluent, and commented lightly: "It's quite satisfactory, but it's still a little bit less interesting."

"Grass, what the hell do you mean?"

Although Wu Yingtou has the character of a countryman and is not very talkative, he is also short-tempered and scolds directly: "Who do you look down on?"

"Ha ha."

Ka Kun snorted and ignored him.

From the point of view of Flyhead.

Ka Kun's sarcasm was naked, and he was about to curse when he frowned.

Dadong reached out his hand to stop him, and kept looking at the two mysterious Kakun and Kunsha: "Tell me, ask us to meet, what's the matter?"

Judge with Dadong's own eyes.

Ka Kun and Kun Sha are not simple characters.

Although they were thin and seemed to be very thin, their bodies were filled with a fierce aura, and the tendons on their arms were thick and powerful.

Tell him intuitively.

These two people are not simple, and they are far from being comparable to people like Wu Motou.

"Talk about business."

Ka Kun walked to the table swaggeringly, opened the stool and sat down, picked up a piece of roasted meat with crispy skin and put it in his mouth, chewed it with big mouthfuls, and glanced at them: "Why don't you eat it? These meats don't suit your taste? "

"..."

Dadong didn't answer. He sat down opposite Kakun and squinted at him: "Didn't it be agreed, 300 million will help you do something once, what else is there to talk about?"

"Kunsha!"

Kakun yelled.

Kun Sha, who had been silent all this time, came up and opened the cash box in his hand: "This is 150 million."

Adding the 50 just now, it is 200 million.

Dadong looked at the banknotes, and his voice sank: "Say it."

"This 200 million is an advance payment for you."

Kakun tilted his head, spat the residue to the side roughly, and continued: "Help us do two things, get 500 million Hong Kong banknotes in hand, and then help you arrange a boat to leave Hong Kong Island."

"hiss"

Dadong couldn't help taking a breath.

500 million.

This is a great temptation.

If they are a bank, they are a little bit luckier, and they will divide the channel fee and so on, and everyone will get only 50 million yuan.

And if you cooperate with them, you will directly have a net profit of 500 million, and each person can get 100 million, and the risk is much smaller than that of a bank.

but.

He didn't agree immediately.

"Hehe, you MDs are really good at business."

Dadong took out the cigarette in his pocket and lit it: "We do something for you once, 300 million, but twice, it's only 500 million, which is too little."

"I didn't force you, you can choose the 300 million."

Ka Kun spread his hands indifferently, and closed the 150 million banknote box beside him: "Then you can do the 300 million thing."

"..."

Dadong was dumbfounded.

This Nima.

Is there any business like this?
Let me say that you pay the price anyway, and just strangled to death?
Dadong took a mouthful of his cigarette and squinted at Kakun:

"What the hell do you mean?"

(End of this chapter)