In the general manager's office of Hongyun Financial Management Company, there is a fat man sitting on the boss's chair behind the desk. He is about forty years old and has a sinister look on his face.
Come to think of it, this fat man must be Ma Weicai.
In front of Ma Weicai's desk, there were two young men from the Red Fire Gang standing, and on the ground, there was a guy lying with blood on his head and face.
"Who are you?" Ma Weicai asked.
"I just called Brother Ma." Yang Fan smiled.
Ma Weicai waved his hand and said, "Sit down for a while while I take care of some small things."
Yang Fan nodded, walked to the sofa aside and sat down. At this moment, Ma Wei stood up, walked a few steps, came to the guy lying on the ground, squatted down, tore his hair and pulled him away.
He picked up his head and said: "It's been more than a week, how dare you hide even if you don't pay back the fucking money? In Tianjing, you hid in the rat hole, and I will do the same to you, Grandpa Ma."
Sneak out!"
"Brother Ma, Brother Ma, if you give me another chance, I will pay you back! Give me three more days." When the guy with blood on his head and face heard Ma Weicai's words, he hurriedly said in a begging tone.
How could Yang Fan not understand that this was Ma Weicai collecting the bill? This guy who was beaten with blood on his head and face must have exposed his loan shark and failed to repay it. When the time came and he had no money, he still hid, but Ma Weicai was
I was caught out. This kind of thing is really too common.
"That's not okay. I have a rule here. If it lasts more than seven days, you need one finger." As Ma Weicai spoke, he released the hand that was tearing this guy's hair, and motioned to the two younger brothers: "Cut off one of his fingers for interest.
Give him a few more days."
The two boys nodded, and one immediately stepped forward and stepped on the guy's hand. The other pulled out a sharp ax from his waist, squatted down, and chopped off the guy's hand with extremely quick movements.
Guy's left little finger.
The whole process of chopping off fingers was so fast that the guy who was beaten with blood on his head and face didn't even react before his fingers were chopped off!
It wasn't until his fingers were chopped off that he reacted and let out a howling sound.
Yang Fan frowned and couldn't bear to read any more. Although this kind of thing cannot be said to be Ma Weicai's fault. He naturally had lending rules, but Yang Fan still couldn't bear to break someone's finger because of a little money.
In Yunshan City, although there are many people lending money on the street, except for those who are really prepared to default on their debts, this kind of thing rarely happens.
And this guy just didn't pay back the money for more than a week, so Ma Weicai cut off his finger...
"I'll give you three more days. If you don't pay within three days, I'll continue to chop off your fingers. After you chop off your fingers, you'll still have your toes." Ma Weicai said, "Do you understand?"
The guy whose fingers were chopped off nodded hurriedly, and Ma Weicai snorted: "Go away, if you dare to run away again, I will bury you alive next time I catch you."
Hearing Ma Weicai's words, this guy staggered out of Ma Weicai's office.
Ma Weicai then waved his hand and asked the two younger brothers to leave his office, then turned to Yang Fan and said, "Who did you know my name from?"
"Brother Ma is well-known in this industry, who doesn't know it?" Yang Fan smiled and complimented.
"Stop fucking doing this." Ma Weicai stared at Yang Fan with his triangular eyes and said, "I had someone chop off that kid's fingers just now. Although you turned your head away, it was not because you were afraid, but because you couldn't bear to look at me, thinking that I
Can't you tell? Are you from there? What kind of money did you borrow from me?"
"I have already told Brother Ma on the phone. My brother opened a factory. Now he is short of money, so I have no choice but to find Brother Ma." Yang Fan spread his hands, indicating that he had already said it once.
Ma Weicai snorted coldly and didn't say anything. He only heard a commotion outside, and then there were shouts and curses. This kind of sound was familiar to Ma Weicai and Yang Fan. Both of them knew that someone was fighting outside.
Suddenly, a dark pistol appeared in Ma Weicai's hand, pointing directly at Yang Fan.
Ma Weicai snorted coldly and said, "You've just thrown yourself into a trap."
"Brother Ma, what do you mean by this? I don't understand." Yang Fan said with a look of astonishment on his face and confusion.
"Don't fucking pretend to me. You brought the people outside, right?" Ma Weicai said disdainfully: "What happened to the wild disco was also your fault, right? I really didn't expect you to dare to show up, or did you?
Big brother has the foresight to predict that you will appear again! The entire Red Fire Gang is now on full alert, waiting for you to fall into the trap, but I didn’t expect you to hit the muzzle of my gun."
Yang Fan stood up, and Ma Weicai immediately shouted: "Don't move."
"Brother Ma, I really came here to borrow money." Yang Fan looked unhappy and said, "I didn't expect that I came at the wrong time, just when your gang was in trouble. This has nothing to do with me! Brother Ma
If you have anything to say, you should say it to the people below who come to you to cause trouble. You can’t talk to me!
If I came here to cause trouble for the Red Fire Gang, would I show up alone in Brother Ma’s office? Isn’t this a big joke?”
"Whether you are here to cause trouble or not, we will find out soon." Ma Weicai said, stood up, and pointed his gun at Yang Fan: "Go out honestly, otherwise, I can't guarantee that in my hands
The gun will not go off."
Yang Fan sighed helplessly, said no more, and walked towards the door.
However, Yang Fan moved slowly and walked out step by step.
"Don't play tricks." Ma Weicai said.
But before he finished speaking, Yang Fan had already moved. His slow movements suddenly became extremely agile. He lowered his body and rolled on the spot, directly behind Ma Weicai's desk.
Yang Fan did not stand up, and the height of Ma Weicai's desk just blocked Ma Weicai's sight.
There was a "bang" gunshot, and Ma Wei opened fire, but it was a little late. The bullet did not hit Yang Fan, but hit his desk, causing sawdust to fly from the desk.
"Whoosh", a shirt flew out from behind Ma Weicai's desk, and Ma Weicai subconsciously moved the muzzle of his gun, pointed it at the shirt, and fired.
Ma Weicai shot his shirt twice and slowly fell to the ground.
Seeing this scene, Ma Weicai was shocked. By the time he moved the gun and pointed it in the direction of the desk, it was already too late. Yang Fan had already jumped out from behind the desk, and a butterfly knife accurately pierced Ma Weicai's gun-holding side.
On the right wrist!
"Ah..." Ma Weicai let out a howl like a killing pig. He could no longer hold the gun in his hand and fell to the ground with a "snap".
Yang Fan kicked the gun aside, used force, pulled out the butterfly knife stuck on Ma Weicai's wrist, kicked Ma Weicai on the chest, and knocked Ma Weicai to the ground.
At this moment, the door was kicked open, and Wang Zhongmin rushed in with a group of gangsters. Apparently, the guys from the Red Fire Gang outside had been taken care of by them.
"The Red Fire Gang is on guard." Yang Fan said to Wang Zhongmin.
Wang Zhongmin nodded and said, "I just heard a gunshot."
Yang Fan glanced at Ma Weicai and said, "This is a gun for a coward."
As he spoke, Yang Fan walked to Ma Weicai, squatted down, played with the butterfly knife in his hand, and said: "Ma Weicai, what am I asking? You'd better tell me honestly. If you dare to tell a lie, I will
Just cut off one of your fingers. After cutting off the finger, there are still toes."
After saying this, Yang Fan asked directly: "Where did the peripheral members of the Red Fire Gang develop?"
"I don't know." Seeing the butterfly knife flipped up and down in Yang Fan's hand, Ma Weicai replied: "This matter is not my business."
"I'm very dissatisfied with your answer." Yang Fan said coldly, then stepped on Ma Weicai's wrist and slowly pressed the butterfly knife on it.
"I'll give you one last chance." Yang Fan said, "If you don't answer honestly, the result will definitely be like that guy whose fingers you chopped off."
The butterfly knife in Yang Fan's hand had already cut the flesh on Ma Weicai's fingers, and he was pressing down bit by bit, almost cutting the phalanges of his fingers.
A thin layer of sweat broke out on Ma Weicai's forehead. He didn't know whether it was pain or fright.
"I said, I said." Ma Weicai couldn't hold on in the end and said: "The peripheral members of the Red Fire Gang mainly developed from some of their own nightclubs. Places such as discotheques and bars, which often
The little bastards who go out to play are the targets of the development of the Red Fire Gang."
Yang Fan released the butterfly knife from Ma Weicai's finger and continued to ask: "Are there any students from Tianjing University?"
"No." Ma Weicai immediately replied: "No one would dare to do such a thing."
"Huang Dahai is mainly responsible for the Red Fire Gang's noodle business, right?" Yang Fan asked again.
"Yes." Ma Weicai heard Yang Fan say Huang Dahai's name. It was impossible to deny it. Huang Dahai was responsible for the white powder business of the Chihuo Gang. If Yang Fan could name Huang Dahai, he naturally understood it.
After all this, if Ma Weicai still lies, he would be really stupid.
"Where does Huang Dahai mainly sell noodles?" Yang Fan asked again.
"Just in my own place." Ma Weicai said.
"What I'm asking is, besides your Chihuo Gang's place, where else has Huang Dahai sold noodles?" Yang Fan said, "Don't answer me with stupid answers."
"I really don't know about this." Ma Weicai said with a grimace: "I only take care of the loan sharking business. Other businesses are taken care of by others. Huang Dahai is in charge of the noodle business. Everything is up to him. What he wants to do
, where it is sold, I don’t know at all.”
After hearing Ma Weicai's answer, Yang Fan slowly stood up and said to Wang Zhongmin: "I'm afraid I won't gain much tonight."