"The regulations of the central bank are the central bank's, and the regulations here are ours." The boss winked, and several burly men immediately surrounded Ling Cang.
Ling Cang asked coldly: "Are the central bank's regulations more important, or your own regulations?"
"I can't control the outside world, but in my three-thirds of an acre of land, my rules are the biggest." The boss smiled coldly, and then said: "If you are dissatisfied, you can sue. But let me remind you, you should
There is no proof of legal origin for those things, so be careful not to get caught by the police."
"There are so many things without proof of origin. Are they all stolen goods?" Ling Cang sneered and said sarcastically: "Did your father issue a certificate when he ejaculated you? Otherwise, how can we prove that you are your father's biological child?"
The boss glared: "Little bastard, what did you say?"
"Tell the truth." Ling Cang looked at the other party and said without giving in: "Don't think that I really won't call the police!"
"You go and report, brother, I'll be waiting here."
"Forget it, don't argue..." Ling Cang came to get the things back and didn't want to conflict with anyone, so he softened his tone: "I need those things urgently, I'll pay double the interest, and you give them back to me
,How about it?"
The boss shook his head and said, "The stuff is gone."
"I'll also pay double the principal. Is that okay?"
"there is none left."
"How can I give it back to me?"
"Why give it back? It's already mine. I can do with it whatever I want." The boss said, pointing to the door: "Get out of here before I get angry!"
"I won't leave until you give me your things back!"
"Little bastard, you're tired of living!" A big man next to him punched him. Ling Cang retreated slightly to avoid it, and then hooked his right fist from bottom to top.
The man screamed, threw his head back and fell to the ground, with a smear of blood and several teeth spurting out of his mouth. At the same time, Ling Cang lifted his foot back, and his heel was hooked in the crotch of the person behind him.
In just a moment, Ling Cang defeated these people and went straight to the boss: "Give me the things back."
"Little brother, if we have something to talk about, why do we have to use force?!" The boss was a little nervous. He sat on the chair without moving, and quietly touched his hand under the table.
Ling Cang cut it with a hand knife and hit the boss's wrist. The boss screamed, his hand trembled, and he dropped a machete. Ling Cang kicked him again in the chest, then reached out and grabbed the other person's throat: "Thing"
where?"
"If you have something to say... it's easy to say..." The boss was completely panicked. This seemingly honest and dull student was acting like a deadly impermanent person.
"You said your mother is a B, please return the things to me quickly."
"The thing is really gone..." The boss swallowed hard, and then added: "A man came over yesterday afternoon and was very optimistic about the watch, so he bought it."
"Who is it?"
"I...I don't know him either."
The boss didn't look like he was lying. There was just an empty office here. Ling Cang didn't know where the pawned items were. If he searched for them by himself, he might be charged with robbery, so after thinking for a moment, Ling Cang let go
He stopped and said, "I believe you for the time being. If I find out that you lied, I will set fire to your bastard's nest!"
"No, no, absolutely not."
Ling Cang walked out of the pawn shop, picked up his cell phone and was about to make a call, when he saw a dozen people from far and near approaching him.
"That's him, catch him!"
"Don't let him get away!"
There was a roar all around, Ling Cang didn't want to fight with them, so he rushed out of the encirclement in a few steps and slipped away.
A person's true strength depends on his heart. After this incident, Ling Cang truly realized what Sima Tian and Situ Dao said to him.
All the people under the pawnshop owner were no match for Ling Cang. But Ling Cang was helpless with them. It was just a watch and he couldn't get it back.
But there was one person who might have a way, so Ling Cang dialed Hong Xue's phone: "Hong...Boss, I have something to trouble you with."
Hong Xue's voice sounded lazy, as if she had just woken up: "What's the matter?"
"I pawned something, and now I want to redeem it, but the pawn shop won't let me redeem it."
"I said you are such a troublesome follower. You can't help me with anything, but you always ask me to help you..." Hong Xue yawned, and then asked: "What pawn shop?"
"Tailwind Pawn Shop."
"Shunfeng Pawn Shop..." Hong Xue recited the name silently several times, and her voice suddenly became energetic: "Don't worry, I will take care of this matter!"
"real?"
"Of course, wait for my news."
Not twenty minutes later, Hong Xue's call came back: "Tomorrow at 5:30 pm, 402 packages at Pearl Hotel."
"What to do?"
"You'll know when you get there."
The Pearl Hotel is a three-star hotel with no special features in terms of internal facilities or services. It is very inconspicuous among many hotels in Minghai. Moreover, this hotel is located in a remote place, so after Ling Cang went there, he was surprised why it didn't close down.
Later, Ling Cang learned that this was the place where people on the road met and negotiated, and this was where the entire hotel's income came from.
As soon as he arrived on the fourth floor, Ling Cang felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere. There were people standing on both sides of the corridor, looking at each other eagerly. When he arrived in front of the private room, a man walked towards him. He was staying with Ling Cang in the detention center.
Brother Scar who passed by said: "Little brother, we meet again."
Ling Cang smiled slightly: "Hello."
"Hong Xue has arrived, come in with me."
This private room was very large and luxuriously decorated, but it was filled with a strange smell, as if it had just been renovated. There was a large round table in the middle, with seven or eight people sitting facing each other, and a dozen more standing behind.
These people were obviously not together. Hong Xue was in one group, and the leader of the other group was a man in his fifties with a sinister expression. The pawnshop owner was sitting next to him.
Sitting at the round table facing north and south was an old man over seventy years old. There was no food on the table, only a set of tea sets. The old man washed and poured the tea skillfully, and then waved to everyone: "Please
.”
Hong Xue and the man both picked up their cups and took a sip, then continued to look at each other coldly, as if they were competing to see whose gaze was sharper.
Ling Cang finally understood that he had encountered the legendary underworld negotiation. However, Hong Xue had no friendship with him, and it was a bit difficult for Ling Cang to understand that Hong Xue was so aggressive in fighting for his own affairs.
When Hong Xue saw Ling Cang, she immediately said hello: "Come and sit."
The pawnshop owner was shocked and whispered to the man: "That's him!"
The man nodded and then asked Hong Xue: "Is this your little brother?"
Hong Xue was wearing a pair of low-waisted jeans today. Ling Cang was sitting next to her. With a casual glance, she could see a length of black underwear exposed behind the belt. Her upper body was a black jacket, which made Ling Cang wonder.
It will be a little hot.
"Yes, that's him." Hong Xue nodded: "The matter is already very clear. My brother was short of money, so he pawned some things with Shunfeng. Now that he has plenty of money, he wanted to redeem it, but the things turned out to be empty.
Fucking sold!”
"Hong Xue, you little girl, don't talk so dirty!" The man looked at Hong Xue and said calmly: "This is the rule of the pawn business. Things with questionable origins are regarded as definitely pawns."
"What are the rules of the pawn business?" Hong Xue smiled disdainfully: "More than half of the large and small pawnshops in our city are owned by your Tonghai Gang, so these rules are naturally the rules of the Tonghai Gang. But you guys
The Tonghai Gang is also here to mess around, so no matter how big your own rules are, they can't be bigger than the rules on the road, right?"
"Oh? Then tell me, what are the rules on the road?"
"You have to pay back your debts. Now that they have paid back the money, you have to give them the things. Besides..." Hong Xue became more and more angry as she spoke, and slapped the table: "What reason do you have to say this to others?"
Didn’t the things come from the right way?”
"Hong Xue, don't slap the table with me to show how strong your hands are?"
Hong Xue patted him again, pointed at the other person and asked, "I just patted him, what happened?"
"Hong, are you looking for trouble?" One of the people on the other side couldn't hold himself back. He touched his waist and was about to pounce, but was stopped by the man.
"What's wrong? You want to chop me down?" Hong Xue suddenly stood up and looked up at the other person: "Believe it or not, I won't let you out of this door?"
"Hong Xue, are you bullying our Tonghai Gang?" The man was also a little angry. He stood up and pointed at Hong Xue and said, "Let's compete to see who has more!"
"Okay!" Hong Xue laughed a few times: "I can't wait to do it!"
"Actually, what Hong Xue girl said makes sense." The old man sitting in the middle interrupted the dispute between the two parties and asked the man: "Zou Laowu, you'd better give in and return the things if it's convenient! I'm here
Let’s make a decision and charge double the principal and interest. Isn’t that okay?”
Zou Laowu did not speak, but looked at the pawnshop owner, who shook his head in embarrassment.
"No, the thing is indeed gone and I can't pay it back!" Zou Laowu looked at the old man and gave in: "However, I can give you more principal and forget about it!"
It was impossible for Ling Cang to agree, but before Ling Cang could say anything, Hong Xue took the initiative to refuse: "No, that watch has special meaning and must be returned as it is! If there is one screw missing, I will set you on fire, Zou Laowu.
The whole family!”
"Uncle Wang, I respect you and have already given in..." Zou Laowu bowed and said politely to the old man: "But you have also seen Hong Xue's attitude!"
This old man, who was called Uncle Wang, seemed to be very respected. He should have a certain seniority in the Taoist circles, so he was invited to mediate the dispute. He looked at Hong Xue and said in a consultative tone: "Zou Laowu has given in. Hong
Snow, it’s wrong for you to persist like this!”
"Uncle Wang, you don't know..." Hong Xue pointed at Ling Cang and his tone became gentle: "That watch is the only property left by his father, and it has very important commemorative significance..."
In order to get his watch back, Ling Cang let Hong Xue talk nonsense and nodded hurriedly, pretending to be sad.
"In that case..." Uncle Wang turned to discuss with Zou Laowu: "You can simply give in one more step and buy the watch back and let this kid pay three times the principal and interest."
"Uncle Wang, it's not that I don't want to give you face, but concessions are from both sides. How can there be any reason to only make concessions from me!" Zou Laowu thought quickly enough and immediately pointed out a very critical issue: "Hong
Xue was unyielding from the beginning, and it was clear that her real purpose was not for the watch, but for something else."
Hong Xue raised her eyebrows: "For what?"
Zou Laowu straightened up and cursed loudly: "You're fucking trying to find a chance to get into the pawn business!"
Uncle Wang asked again word for word: "You really can't get it back?"
This time Zou Laowu didn't speak, and the pawnshop owner answered on his behalf: "The rules of our industry are that things sold cannot be bought back!"
"Forget it..." Uncle Wang waved his hands and sighed: "I came here to talk to everyone about getting together. Since we can't agree to go together, I have no choice! As for Hong Xue wanting to pawn,
Okay, find trouble and squeeze out the Tonghai Gang...I can't control these things, you can figure it out yourself..."
As soon as he finished speaking, two people came over and helped Uncle Wang up and out of the private room.
As Uncle Wang left, the atmosphere in the private room became even more tense. Both parties stared at each other angrily, and no one spoke.
I don’t know how much time passed, but Zou Laowu smiled coldly: "Hong Xue, it seems we have to fight, so I, Zou Laowu, will be the first to say ugly things. Although your Hongming Gang has many people and is powerful, I, the Tonghai Gang,
But it’s not something to be trifled with. If you’re finished by then, don’t tell me that I’ll let my subordinates take your turn, little ****!”
"Then let's see what we can do at hand!" Hong Xue chuckled, and then said: "I also told you the ugly thing before, if your Tonghai Gang can't do it, in the future, Minghai's pawn shops will have more names like our Hong Ming Gang!"
"Okay!" Zou Laowu nodded: "If Hong Ming's help can't do it, let the two underground banks give it to us!"
"Okay." Hongxue nodded, took out a cigarette, lit it, took one puff, and flicked it to the side.
As the cigarette flew away from Hong Xue's fingers, as if it had been agreed beforehand, a person next to Zou Laowu suddenly pulled out a sharp knife from his waist and stabbed Zou Laowu in the soft ribs.
Zou Laowu didn't expect that his subordinates would suddenly turn against him. He didn't have time to dodge, and was stabbed several inches by the sharp knife, causing blood to spurt out on the spot.
Hong Xue pulled out a machete from his clothes, then waved his hand vigorously: "Chop them!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the walls on both sides of the private room suddenly cracked, and more than a dozen people emerged from inside, wielding sharp knives and pounced on Zou Laowu and his group. At the same time, there was a sound of killing in the corridor outside.
Zou Laowu actually had some skills. He grabbed the wrist that was stabbing him, and at the same time, he drew out the machete with his other hand and struck it straight on the Tianling Gai of the traitor's subordinate.