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Chen Yongren turned his head and found that it was a handsome man with a very calm demeanor. The man was wearing a gray suit and a white shirt. He held a small silver jug ​​in his left hand and took a few sips from time to time. He was looking at himself with a smile: "Chen Sir , let him go, he is not your opponent."

Chen Yongren smiled, and casually threw Duan Kun aside, who had no resistance at all.

"Talk!" A cloud of dust splashed up on the arena.

"Zhang Sir, it's really not easy to see you." Looking at this middle-aged man who had only seen a photo of a police officer, Chen Yongren stretched out his right hand.

"It's the same with you. It's also very difficult to find you. I didn't expect you to come to me on your own initiative. When Brother Tian and Jianqiu contacted me before, they said that you are very sharp. When I saw you today, you are indeed sharp." Zhang Ziwei and Chen Yongren shook hands Shake hands, then walked to Duan Kun and helped him up: "How about it, let's be convinced now. I told you a long time ago that a mountain is higher than a mountain, and there is a strong hand in the strong. Especially when we are In this line of work, you need to know how to keep a low profile.”

"Bah!" Duan Kun gritted his teeth and twisted his body in pain, spitting out a mouthful of blood, looking at Chen Yongren who smiled and nodded at him with great fear.

Seeing Duan Kun like this, Zhang Ziwei smiled and patted Duan Kun's shoulder lightly, then walked to Chen Yongren, stretched his right hand to the backyard: "Chen Sir, come in with me, let's chat in another place."

Unlike the simple front yard and atrium, the backyard looks very classical and cheerful.On both sides of the backyard are rows of plastered wooden frames and corridors decorated with columns. These natural building materials complement each other with the vines attached to them. They look plain and delicate, and appear very natural, relaxed, casual and rustic.With a swimming pool in the middle of the upper backyard, it is full of a rural style of life.

"Chen Sir, please, let's talk in the study." After Chen Yongren finished admiring the layout of the backyard, Zhang Ziwei brought Chen Yongren to a study in the backyard.

In the middle of the study is a large pear marble case, on which are piled up various celebrity calligraphy and several newspapers, dozens of square precious inkstones, various colored pen holders, and the pens inserted in the sea of ​​pens are like forests.

On the west wall of the study, there are several oil paintings whose authenticity is unknown.On the east wall, there is a pair of couplets hanging on the left and right, which read: If the boat is overwhelmed, Qinguan will eventually belong to Chu;

Of course, what caught Chen Yongren's attention the most was the M1911 on various postcards.

"Zhang Sir, your place is much more comfortable than NB's office." After admiring the furnishings in the study, Chen Yongren gave Zhang Ziwei a thumbs up.

Zhang Ziwei smiled, casually picked up a few newspapers on the table and handed them to Chen Yongren: "No matter how nice this place is, it's not my home after all. What do you think, Sir Chen?"

"Recently, a fight broke out on the streets of Tsim Sha Tsui. It is reported that when people were buying watermelons, they asked the owner of the fruit stand if they were sure they were ripe. The boss said that they didn't need money if they were not ripe, but the customer refused to pay after cutting them open and found that they were not ripe. After that There was a fight between the two sides, but luckily the police officers showed up in time to stop the incident from further expansion.” Dong Fang Daily.

"A great hero serves the country and the people. It is reported that the well-known actor Liang Moumou has an appointment with Mr. Cha. He plans to play the role of Guo Jing and reshape Guo Jing's heroic demeanor." The famous newspaper.

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Looking at the contents of the newspapers and the time and date of the previous days printed on them, Chen Yongren put the newspapers back on the desk with a smile: "I never thought that, Sir, you are so far away from Bangkok, but you still care about Hong Kong Island so much." news."

Zhang Ziwei took a small sip of his drink: "Of course, that's my home."

Chen Yongren nodded, looked at Zhang Ziwei, who was smiling, and Duan Kun, who was sitting silently and applying the potion, and said suddenly: "But, why should I trust you?"

Looking at Zhang Ziwei, Chen Yongren's tone was very frank: "You have stayed in Bangkok for five years, and your life seems to be more comfortable than in Hong Kong Island. How can you let us believe you? I might as well tell you that NB executives are very concerned about the current situation. You, don't trust it very much. Otherwise, they wouldn't have sent me to deal with you without any hassle."

"Fuck," before Zhang Ziwei could speak, Duan Kun, who was sitting on a stool beside him, suddenly looked up at him, although there was still a look of fear on his face, but more of it was anger: "You only see that Brother Dawei is comfortable now However, I never thought about how much our brothers have endured in order to get ahead in the Bangkok arena all these years before this."

Speaking of this, Duan Kun tore off the clothes on his body and pointed to various old scars on his body: "Here, here, and here are all cut and wounded by people fighting for territory over the years. This is still good for me, Big Viagra There will only be more on you. You still don’t trust Big Viagra, if it weren’t for him, you would never have found the whereabouts of that bastard Eight-faced Buddha.”

"Akun," Zhang Ziwei interrupted the angry Duan Kun: "You can say this in front of other Hong Kong police officers, but you really have no right to say it in front of Sir Chen. His time in the rivers and lakes, the torture he suffered, No less than us."

After hearing this, Chen Yongren shook his head with great emotion: "Yes, those years when I was in the rivers and lakes, it was really hard."

At this moment, he thought of many guys who were killed by him.And many women lying under him who were extremely happy, it was really too bitter and tiring.

Zhang Ziwei glanced at Chen Yongren, his smile remained unchanged: "What should I do to make you believe me?"

Chen Yongren shook his head: "It's not up to me, it's up to you."

Taking a deep look at Chen Yongren, Zhang Ziwei nodded, turned around and picked up the M1911 on the table: "I can understand your worries, and I would think so too. I won't tell you how much I want to replace you. I don’t want to say how much I hate the Eight-faced Buddha to take revenge on those brothers who were beaten to death by the Eight-faced Buddha, and I will not find all kinds of evidence for myself to prove my innocence, and you will not believe it. So, I put The right to choose is up to you. Whether you believe me or not is entirely up to you, Sir Chen."

After speaking, Zhang Ziwei held the M1911 barrel and handed the handle to Chen Yongren.

"Brother Viagra." Duan Kun on the side saw him and said anxiously.

Zhang Ziwei waved his hand, motioning him not to speak.Looking at Chen Yongren with his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker, Zhang Ziwei's hand holding the barrel of the gun was steady and kept in front of him.

Glancing at M1911 in front of him and smelling the pungent smell of potion in the air, Chen Yongren shrugged and said with a smile: "This is your territory, I'm afraid that if I kill you, a group of people will rush in later. I No matter how much you can fight, you may not be able to get out of here."

Chapter 254 The Eight-faced Buddha's Plan

The smile on Zhang Ziwei's face remained unchanged, and he turned to look at Duan Kun who came to him: "Akun, listen carefully. If Sir Chen beats me to death later, you and other brothers are not allowed to trouble Sir Chen."

"Brother Big Viagra," Duan Kun, who was familiar with Zhang Ziwei, heard the firmness in Zhang Ziwei's tone.

Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Ziwei interrupted him: "Akun, don't forget your parents' revenge. If you want to kill the eight-faced Buddha to avenge your parents, just do as I say. There is no police Support, we can't kill the Eight-faced Buddha."

"Huh, huh, huh" Hearing Zhang Ziwei's words, the smiles of his parents before death appeared in Duan Kun's mind. Thinking of the parents who were shot and killed by Duan Kun's men, Duan Kun gritted his teeth and clenched his fists tightly. At the same time, his eyes were blood-red as if congested, staring at the M1911 in Zhang Ziwei's hand, but he didn't stop it.

Chen Yongren rolled his eyes to look at Duan Kun who was silent, and then looked at Zhang Ziwei who was opposite him again.Regarding Duan Kun's past, he has no interest in exploring it at all.There are too many miserable people in this world, and there is no less than this one.

"Chen Sir, after I die. The rest of the plan will be handed over to Duan Kun to continue to implement. At that time, he will cooperate with you to find the foothold of the Eight-faced Buddha, and then take him down in one fell swoop. In fact, he has been in contact People from the Eight-faced Buddha." As if afraid that Chen Yongren would be worried that killing himself would affect the follow-up plan, Zhang Ziwei also mentioned the follow-up arrangement.

Chen Yongren nodded, and asked the question he had always wanted to know, and had vaguely guessed the answer: "Actually, I have always been curious about why you are so sure that you can determine the address of the Eight-faced Buddha. I think this is the time, You shouldn't need to keep hiding it."

Looking at the curious Chen Yongren, Zhang Ziwei thought for a while, then nodded: "You are right, there is really no need to hide it from you. This Naradiwat Street and the nearby small streets where we are located are in the streets of Bangkok. Zhong is also an area with a lot of money. Akun and I have already made a lot of money by looking at the venue and collecting protection fees. However, it is still far inferior to those guys who sell medicines in this area. "

Fearing that Chen Yongren might misunderstand, without waiting for the other party to ask questions, Zhang Ziwei continued: "Don't worry, I didn't touch that kind of thing. In fact, I don't have the strength to touch it if I want to. The guy who sells medicine on our street The strength is very strong, but they are at odds with the Eight-faced Buddha. They have never taken goods from the Eight-faced Buddha, so I guess that the Eight-faced Buddha must not be reconciled. Kun used various channels to connect with the Eight-faced Buddha, and it turns out that I guessed it right."

Speaking of this, Zhang Zi smiled triumphantly: "In order to expand his sales and to attack the enemy, the Eight-faced Buddha asked his daughter Mienna to contact Duan Kun. After all, our strength is not weak. They are willing to give We provide the source of goods, and at the same time, we are willing to provide a batch of weapons for us to go to war with those guys. It’s just that the specific details of the transaction can only be negotiated after an interview with the Eight-faced Buddha. At that time, I will tell you the address of the meeting , and then the police can cooperate with us internally and externally to solve the Eight-faced Buddha."

Chen Yongren nodded. He had made such a guess after learning about the division of drug sales from Jiang Tianyang, but he still couldn't figure it out: "There must be a lot of people under the hands of landlords like the Eight-faced Buddha who grow goods. Are you sure we can get rid of him?"

"As far as I know, there should be thousands of people," Zhang Ziwei first said the number of people under the Eight-faced Buddha's Hand, and then explained: "But most of those people are responsible for planting raw materials and business matters, plus In order to hide his whereabouts, the Eight-faced Buddha has been changing his address. So there are not many people around him, at most around a hundred people. After all, once there are too many people, it is easy to be exposed. It's just that their firepower is very strong. Strong, so we must be prepared. Last time, we suffered a loss in this regard."

"So that's the case," Chen Yongren thought for a while and felt that what the other party said made sense, and then he asked another question: "Actually, I'm very curious. If you contact the Eight-faced Buddha, aren't you afraid that the Eight-faced Buddha will investigate your identity?" ?”

Zhang Ziwei smiled and shook his head: "I've been hiding behind the scenes. I put on makeup when I fought with people a few years ago, and I haven't done anything since then. It's equivalent to quitting the arena. Duan Kun has always been against the Eight-faced Buddha. It has always been said that I am too timid and too cautious to touch medicines. But he is not afraid, he is the boss now, and he wants to make more money, so he contacted Eight-faced Buddha to cooperate in selling medicines. Therefore , People from the Eight-faced Buddha will not talk to me at all."

"Very good plan." After hearing Zhang Ziwei's entire plan, Chen Yongren nodded with a smile, and then changed the topic: "Now there is one last question left, are you sure there are bullets in this gun? Sir Zhang, everyone is from Hong Kong Island, I believe you must have seen those movies, you wouldn’t test me with an empty gun, would you?”

"Hehe, Sir Chen is really careful," Zhang Ziwei smiled, and took back the M1911 indifferently.Pop out the magazine, let Chen Yongren see clearly the 7 bullets filled in the magazine: "There is still one bullet in the gun chamber, a total of 8 bullets, now Sir Chen should believe that I am not testing you, right?"

Chen Yongren shook his head: "I only believe in the gun in my hand, but I don't believe in the gun in my hand."

As he said this, Chen Yongren stretched out his right hand in the windbreaker pocket, held the handle of the gun in front of him, and aimed the gun at Zhang Ziwei who retracted his right hand.

"Crack, crunch" Chen Yongren squinted at Duan Kun, who gritted his teeth and made a noise, and then continued to look at Zhang Ziwei's expression that remained unchanged, always smiling: "Don't worry, I will help you after you die." Revenge. Eight-faced Buddha dares to send someone to assassinate you, I can't spare him."

Duan Kun on the side was stunned for a moment when he heard Chen Yongren's words that blamed the Eight-faced Buddha.The next moment, he reacted and glared at Chen Yongren even more angrily. This guy even found a scapegoat for killing Zhang Ziwei.

Hearing Chen Yongren's words, seeing Chen Yongren's smiling face and the muzzle of the gun pointed at him, Zhang Ziwei didn't say anything, but just shook his head.

Then, Zhang Ziwei picked up the silver jug ​​in his left hand, drank a sip of wine to moisten his throat, and suddenly sang a song he liked since he was a child: "Swear to go, enter the knife mountain;

Vigorous and strong, pass a thousand barriers;

Unlimited pride, man's arrogance;

Hell also comes and goes alone;

Deliberately break into the tiger and leopard den;