Naturally, this New Year's social gathering broke up on bad terms.
In the words of Rutgers before planning this operation: "Give those yellow-skinned pigs a generous gift. Let them know our sincerity. It is polite to accept heroin rather than accept the blood brought by bombs and bullets."
The more, the more peace..."
The gift was indeed delivered, and of course Wu Guanxian understood the meaning.
However, Rogers was a little annoyed to find that a big accident had happened this time.
After his men caused an explosion and shot and wounded several security guards of the Royal Garden Hotel, and when they retreated unhurriedly, a civil war broke out in the Chinatown Plaza not far from the Royal Garden Hotel, and at that time
The police have surrounded me.
As a result, three of his men were left behind, and the other four fled back to their den in panic like hyenas who had lost their partners.
This wasn't the end yet. After they ran back to their den, they started fighting among themselves for no apparent reason, and a gunfight broke out...
It would be strange for such a series of actions not to be discovered by the police and investigated to the end.
This is secondary, because although Rogers has a somewhat crazy personality, he is a very cautious person who works carefully and carefully. He is also extremely careful in employing people. He believes that the police cannot get enough from the mouths of those subordinates.
evidence to accuse him of the crime.
As for why his subordinates had internal strife, Rogers sneered and said to his confidant Nicole, nicknamed the "African Lion": "Dicario is a stupid pig, let him meet God."
"Di Carlio, will you say something to the police?" Nicole, the African lion, drank a glass of plum juice and said with some concern.
Rogers did not answer Nicole's words, but turned to his favorite young confidant Jack and said: "Do you think Di Carlio will say anything to the police?"
"What can he say?" Jack grinned disdainfully.
Then several people laughed in unison.
Their laughter attracted the attention of other guests in the wine room. However, when the guests turned their heads and saw Rogers and the others, they immediately turned their heads with fear, not daring to be them.
.
Rutgers and others had long been accustomed to this phenomenon, so they naturally ignored it.
Rogers' cell phone rang. He casually took it out of his pocket, squinted at the caller ID with a cigar in his mouth, and then put it to his ear.
"Rogers, you were too impulsive this time, do you understand?"
"Well, what's wrong, my precious son..." Rogers obviously didn't care.
"You really shouldn't have chosen New Year's Day to scare Wu Guanxian, because the mayor and his wife were both there that day..."
"I know that." Rogers shrugged, looking indifferent.
"Among those Chinese people, there is a lady who is the daughter of a high-ranking Chinese military official. Thank God, she was not harmed. Now that the FBI has intervened in this case, there is nothing I can do."
Rogers was not surprised or fearful at all. He still held his cigar in his mouth and said: "That is what Wu Guanxian should worry about, not me... You have to know, Wu Guanxian, this damn yellow
Pi Zhu, how many good things have been ruined! I want everyone in Chinatown to pay for my losses."
"No, no, Rogers, you are mistaken. I think those things were not done by Wu Guanxian."
"Who else could it be?"
"Rogers, how did Wu Guanxian's people know about you? He has never been involved in Dunshibo's underground organization in these years... I suspect that you have an undercover agent from the Dunshibo Police Department's Special Investigation Team.
, it was he who revealed the news about you."
Rogers smiled exaggeratedly and said: "Hey, your words remind me of a movie "Infernal Affairs" filmed in Minggang, China."
"Okay, okay, it's not convenient for me here. It's best for you to go out and hide for a while."
After hanging up the phone, Rogers picked up the wine glass and took a sip, then his cold eyes swept across the faces of Nicole and Jack.
"Which one of you is the mole? Huh?"
Nicole and Jack both looked confused, and both looked frightened.
Anyone who is familiar with Rutgers knows that this old man, who is almost seventy years old, has a sinister personality and kills people without batting an eyelid. Moreover, he is always suspicious of his subordinates, even his confidants, and even his confidants do not know many of his things.
Nicole knew that ten years ago, Rogers even killed four of his closest men in order to eliminate some evidence against him.
Rogers laughed faintly like a devil: "If there is a mole around me, I will definitely chop him into pieces and throw him into the sea to feed the sharks."
The current time is the night after the New Year.
The location is in a wine shop on Mass Avenue.
While Rogers and the others were talking about this, at a wine table not far away from them, a young man with yellow skin wearing a black trench coat was quietly sipping a cocktail. He was probably not used to the strong and strong taste of this kind of wine.
Taste, he frowned slightly, curled his lips, then put down the cup, lit a cigarette, and looked at the three Rogers sitting over there with some interest.
It's really arrogant. Look at all the customers in this store, they are so far away from them and they don't dare to get close.
Like most men, Xu Zhengyang is quite interested and curious about this kind of gangster boss. Especially foreign ones... What puzzles Xu Zhengyang is that at the origin and popularization of atheism, such a person
a high degree of
In developed countries, no matter whether they are good people or bad people, whether they are officials or civilians, they always seem to have the word God on their lips. When something happens or nothing happens, they call God and pray to God to bless them. Hey, you are so
Doing it would make it very difficult for God.
Just like the police in a certain place worship Guan Gong, the robbers also worship Guan Gong. It is the same principle.
Who should Mr. Guan bless? This is a question.
So Xu Zhengyang wanted to understand something. That is the so-called religious belief. Except for a few people who are extremely devout, most people's beliefs are just a kind of comfort for themselves in their latent hearts. In other words,
You are deceiving yourself.
Or you may just follow what others say and follow the trend, it’s not known.
It's quite fun.
"Sir, look... do you want them to fight now?" Wang Yongyong bowed and asked. He was extremely interested in doing this kind of thing and never tired of it.
Xu Zhengyang secretly cursed that this bitch was originally an evil ghost who was going to be thrown into the slow flow of the Santu River to endure endless pain. Now that he is fine, he has become addicted to living the life of a ghost. But... Xu Zhengyang really
I couldn't bear to send Wang Yongyong to the underworld.
"No rush." Xu Zhengyang held a cigarette in his mouth, looked at the three Rogers and others over there with a smile, and said in his mind: "Check this old boy's background again. This guy is not easy to mess with. Well, after I leave,
You deal with him again..."
When Rogers was on the phone just now, although Xu Zhengyang didn't know what the person on the phone said, he did know what Rogers didn't say. It seemed that he and the FBI were on the same side, and
He's an informant. It's just that the state and city police departments don't know his identity.
It’s so fucking infernal.
Since the FBI of country m is involved, Xu Zhengyang certainly doesn't want to cause trouble at this time. When he returns to the country, he can just let it go. It doesn't matter if a few people die. Anyway, no one is damn good.
!
"Sir, you, you mean, you want to keep us here?" Wang Yongyong said fearfully.
Xu Zhengyang hesitated and said with a smile: "Yan Liang stays here."
Wang Yongyong's face lit up with joy. He didn't want to leave Lord Cheng Huang. In his heart, he thought it would be a great honor to follow Lord Cheng Huang, and he would have the opportunity to make contributions, hoping that one day Xu Zhengyang would stand up for him in front of the real Lord City God.
A few kind words will save you from being severely punished if you accidentally make a mistake in the future.
"I will obey your order!" Yan Liang said matter-of-factly, without any trace of reluctance.
It was no longer interesting to listen to what the Rutgers people said with his spiritual consciousness. Xu Zhengyang got up and walked out, feeling a little regretful in his heart. Being a god is often not as satisfying as being a human being. For example, now, he really wants to do it himself
Be in the limelight and beat Rutgers to a few
It's very frustrating and frustrating when people beat up a group of people in public... But since you are a god, fighting with such people without any other direct reason is really a bit of a humiliation, let alone making fun of others.
I, myself, feel that I have lost my place.
This is not a country, and I have taboos and worries, so I have to pretend to be a pawn under the gods in heaven and go out to fight.
After walking past Rutgers and the others, Xu Zhengyang felt the Rutgers and the others looked at him with disdain. Nicole even muttered disdainfully: "Yellow-skinned pig."
This sentence made Xu Zhengyang instruct Wang Yongyang in his mind: "Let him bang his head against the wall for a while."
"Respect, my dear great Lord City God." Wang Yongyong said with a smile, but then he said: "Sir, I think..."
Xu Zhengyang had already reached the wine door. He stopped and smiled in his heart: "Go on."
"Although with your status, you can't argue with him, but...since you want him to learn a lesson, you have to let him know why...otherwise, wouldn't it be unreasonable to hate him?"
"That makes sense." Xu Zhengyang agreed.
Xu Zhengyang is indeed very hypocritical... Even if he wants to do something in his heart, he still needs to find a way out, so as not to let his subordinates underestimate him. Well, this can be regarded as a kind of flattery.
Obviously, Wang Yongyong's words are the best way to step down.
At this moment, a yellow-skinned young man walked in from outside. He was about twenty-seven or eighty years old, with a bunch of green hair, earrings, and a silver lip ring hanging on his lower lip. He was dressed in a nondescript style.
As soon as the visitor saw Xu Zhengyang, he frowned, hurriedly avoided Xu Zhengyang's sight, and then walked quickly inside.
This guy recognized Xu Zhengyang.
Yesterday in the Royal Garden Hotel, he had heard someone talk about the identities of Xu Zhengyang and Li Bingjie, and knew that it was this person who had a conflict with Di Carlio, so he paid more attention to Xu Zhengyang at that time, so now he saw
When I came to Xu Zhengyang, I couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.
But this kid didn't know that Xu Zhengyang knew exactly what he had just thought.
The strange thing was that this boy was dressed too nondescript and eye-catching, and he looked like a Chinese. Xu Zhengyang couldn't help but pay more attention to his superficial consciousness.
So Xu Zhengyang, who had no intention of leaving in the first place, and was going to chat with Rutgers and others, even less planned to leave. He turned around, leaned on the stage with a smile and looked at Rutgers.
The guy with a bunch of green hair ran up to the three of them, nodded and bowed, and said a few good words in a humble voice. Then he turned around and pointed at Xu Zhengyang and said: "Rogers, that's him. This is him."
The kid taught Di Carlio a lesson that night..."
"Oh, really?" Rogers said with a sinister smile: "The boyfriend of the general's daughter in your country?"
"Rutgers, I am from country M, but I have never been to that poor country that my elders always miss..." Lu Mao said with some dissatisfaction but in a flattering tone.
Rogers patted Lu Mao's shoulder and said, "Sit down and have a glass of wine."
Lu Mao was like a child who was given some candy by his own father who often beat and scolded him. His beautiful face turned into a flower, and he sat down happily and thanked him repeatedly.
Rogers said: "Jack, go and call a few people to teach that boy a lesson and let him know what this place is."
As soon as he said this, before Jack could stand up, he saw Xu Zhengyang walking towards them with a smile.
Rogers looked at Jack and Nicole with some amusement, then tilted his head and took a deep breath of the cigar, then blew out a thick cloud of smoke towards Xu Zhengyang, and said with a smile: "Hey, come on.
Look, this cute Chinese boy, does he want anything from me?"
"Are you Rutgers?" Xu Zhengyang walked up the mountain with a smile, patted Jack's shoulder, motioned for him to stand up, and asked him to sit down.
Jack looked up at little Xu Zhengyang in confusion, and then looked at Rogers. When he saw that Rogers was smiling and gesturing for him to get up with his eyes, Jack cursed an asshole without asking, and then stood up and got out of the way.
Xu Zhengyang sat down carelessly, took out his cigarette, lit another one, and said, "Are you Rogers? The gang leader?"
Of course, Xu Zhengyang speaks Chinese.
But what puzzled the green-haired boy was that Rogers actually understood it and replied in English fluently: "Oh yes, kid, what can I do for you?"
After saying that, Rogers smiled out of curiosity and held the cigar in his mouth.
However, Rogers, Nicole, and Jack all felt that something was wrong, because they felt that listening to this boy's words did not match the shape of his lips. Of course, under normal circumstances, we don't care when talking.
Mouth shape, but if someone really talks to you, what you hear in your mind is our language, but his mouth shape is really different, and you will feel very weird.
Xu Zhengyang leaned back in his chair and said: "Your people provoked me and my girlfriend, which made me very unhappy... What should I do if I use your rules?"
Rogers was stunned for a moment, and then said with a sinister smile: "Hey guys, did you hear what question he just asked me? Good boy, I tell you now, I will blow his head off with a gun, and then
Kill his whole family...can you?"
"I'm not as vicious as you." Xu Zhengyang smiled, "Then I'll kill you."
"Damn it, you stupid pig." Jack roared angrily.
Rogers had already stood up, holding a cigar in his mouth, stretched out his arms and shrugged, saying: "Kid, I wish you good luck..."
After saying that, Rogers turned around and walked out.
"I wish you good luck." Xu Zhengyang also said with a smile.
Nicole and Jack followed Rogers outside. Lu Mao was stunned for a while and quickly followed.
When he walked to the door of the wine room, Rogers stopped, turned to stare at Nicole and Jack, and yelled angrily: "Damn it, why are you following me? Go and punch that arrogant boy through the mouth.
His legs were broken, allowing him to crawl out from here with his own legs on his back..."
Just as he cursed here, Luo Gesi was suddenly startled.
Because he found that both Nicole and Jack took out their pistols and put them on his head.
"Assholes, are you crazy?" Rogers glared and cursed angrily, showing no fear at all.
Xu Zhengyang stood up and walked to the door. When he walked to Rogers, he smiled and said: "Rogers, remember, you are so unlucky because you provoke me, poor gang boss..."
After that, Xu Zhengyang glanced at Lu Mao and sneered: "You grew up in Country M, and you have only achieved so little. How dare you look down on Chinese people? I'm really ashamed of your ancestors..."
Xu Zhengyang stepped forward and walked out.
Everyone in the hotel was silent and did not dare to speak. Facing a conflict between Rogers, the largest local gang leader, and his men, they did not dare to step forward to persuade him.
Rogers turned around and cursed angrily: "Boy, you bastard."
Before he finished cursing, there was a sudden loud bang, and Rogers stumbled and fell in front of the door that had not yet closed. A hole was punched in his thigh, and a large area of blood quickly soaked out.
What followed was an angry and painful cry from Rogers: "Damn it, you..."
Bang bang bang!
Three more gunshots were fired.
Nicole and Jack looked ferocious and dull, but they didn't pay any attention to Rogers' curses and resentment. They pointed their pistols at Rogers' body and fired three more shots.
Green Hair was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground.
There was a burst of exclamations in the hotel.
Jack turned around and pointed the gun at everyone, so the hotel instantly became quiet, with only Rogers lying with his upper body lying outside the door, screaming in pain and cursing.
Nicole pointed the gun at the green-haired boy who was wilting on the ground, and hit him twice in the leg.
The screams suddenly echoed in the wine.
On the street outside, under Rogers' angry and frightened gaze, Xu Zhengyang stopped a taxi and left as if nothing had happened.
At this moment, the young man's voice seemed to ring in Rogers' mind: "Rogers, if you don't spend the rest of your life in prison, you will spend the rest of your life in bed or in a wheelchair. I really feel sorry for you.
It’s a pity, you shouldn’t have messed with me.”
Rogers seemed to have forgotten the pain, lying on the ground in a daze.
Jack still pointed his gun at the people in the store.
Nicole squatted down, pointed the muzzle of the gun at Rogers' right knee, pressed it tightly against it, and fired a shot.
"Ah, bastard!" Rogers' whole body twitched violently in pain.
Nicole did not stop, and still had a ferocious expression. He reached out and grabbed Rogers' left leg, held it down, put the muzzle of the gun on his left knee, pulled the trigger, and there was a bang...
"Oh, God..."
Everyone in the hotel finally couldn't help the panic in their hearts, gasping for breath and exclaiming in surprise.
Too cruel and vicious.
This is torturing people for life!
Nicole and Jack looked at each other, and there was already a conversation in their minds. Wang Yongyong said with a smile: "Yan Liang, do you hear that? They are calling God, ah, I think they should be calling our adults..."
"I'm worried that the city god here will be harmful to you." Yan Liang said firmly.
Wang Yongyong said contemptuously: "What are you afraid of? Lord Cheng Huang has his own sense of proportion."
Yan Liang stopped talking.
He was thinking, why do you want to leave me in this distant foreign country?
Everyone present simply couldn't understand why these two cruel guys, Nicole and Jack, didn't run away quickly after shooting and wounding Rogers and the young man. Could it be that they already had any intention of repenting?
So after injuring the evil-doing Rogers, wait and the police come to catch them?
In the distance, a piercing siren sounded.
Logos struggled to crawl out, but the green-haired boy had already passed out from the pain.
With a ferocious smile on his face, Nicole stepped on Rogers' back and stepped out. Then he continued to squat down, put the muzzle of the gun on Rogers' arm and fired.
.
Bang bang!
Rogers' shrill screams echoed through the brightly lit streets.
Amidst the screeching sound of brakes, two police cars sped over and stopped outside the wine door. Five or six policemen quickly jumped out of the car, pulled out their pistols and pointed them at Rogers who was squatting at the door and holding a gun in one hand.
Nicole held Rogers' forehead.
"Put the gun down, put the gun down!"
Amidst the roar, Nicole obediently threw the pistol on the ground, then slowly stood up, stood up straight, and raised his hands.
While inside the wine, Jack also threw the gun down and walked out with his hands raised.
"Hold your head, hold your head with both hands!"
The police yelled and surrounded them vigilantly, and then swarmed up and tied the hands of Nicole and Jack behind their backs and handcuffed them. Only then did they pay attention to the unconscious Rogers and the young man with green hair in the wine.
Immediately, the captain took out his walkie-talkie and called: "Ambulance, come quickly, someone here has a gunshot wound..."
Xu Zhengyang took the bus directly back to where Li Bingjie lived.
When I got home, it was already past nine-thirty in the evening.
Li Bingjie is sitting on the sofa in the living room.
Li Chengzhong and Qing Ling sat on both sides, a few meters away from Li Bingjie, watching the news program on TV with no expression.
"Zhengyang, where have you been?" When Li Bingjie saw Xu Zhengyang entering the room, she stood up with a worried look.
"It's okay, I went out for a drink." Xu Zhengyang smiled and stepped forward, took Li Bingjie's hand and sat down, saying: "Hey, what a coincidence. I went for a drink today, and guess who I met? Rutgers...
…Yes, that’s the gang leader Rogers whom I, Wu Guanxian, talked about.”
"Ah?" Li Bingjie exclaimed, the concern in her eyes became more intense, and she even shed tears.
Li Chengzhong and Qing Ling also looked surprised.
"Zhengyang, if you want to go out, you should ask me to go with you, just in case..." Li Chengzhong said halfway and stopped talking. Does Xu Zhengyang need his protection?
Xu Zhengyang smiled and waved his hands, signaling them not to be nervous, and then said: "It's really strange. Two of Rogers' men actually shot him several times. I guess Rogers is dead."
Already..."
Several people looked puzzled.
"This guy seems to be very hostile to us Chinese." Xu Zhengyang scratched his head.
"Are you okay?" Li Bingjie held Xu Zhengyang's hand and asked nonsense.
Xu Zhengyang smiled and said: "I don't understand English, but that guy didn't like me, so he mumbled a few words. His eyes and face seemed to be scolding me, so I walked over and scolded him too.
After a while, by chance, one of the guys he was hanging out with was a Chinese, and he happened to be able to translate. The little brat really embarrassed us Chinese, acting like a pug in front of Rutgers..."
Several people were even more surprised. Good guy, no? Xu Zhengyang and Rogers actually scolded each other face to face?
"So, I thought for a while that the police would definitely come to my door to ask me something. So, let me tell you first. Don't worry, it's none of my business." Xu Zhengyang said with a smile.
The door of a bedroom on the first floor was pushed open, and Aunt Shen ran out with a look of fear on her face and said: "Oh my God, Zhengyang, how dare you challenge that Rogers? He is a famous gang leader in Dunshibo. No way."
No, we have to leave here quickly and live in Chinatown..."
"It's not that serious, don't worry." Xu Zhengyang smiled and waved his hand.
Just as he said this, Xu Zhengyang's cell phone rang. It was Liu Ming calling:
"Mr. Xu, you, you had a conflict with Rutgers? Rutgers was shot?"
"Oh, the news came pretty quickly. It wasn't me, it was his men who did it." Xu Zhengyang said with a smile.
"Are you sure?"
"Assistant Liu..."
"Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Xu. I think you'd better be mentally prepared. The police will definitely ask you some relevant information."
"Does Wu Guanxian know?"
"Yes, they all know."
"Well, that's good. They should know how to arrange the next thing."
Xu Zhengyang hung up the line and then reassured the four of them that there was no need to worry and that everything would be fine.
Who can guarantee anything? After all, this is not China, but country M!
Moreover, they still can't believe that Rogers was shot to death or injured by his own men. What if it was Xu Zhengyang who did it? This would be a big trouble.
Xu Zhengyang was not worried at all. Let alone a country with sound laws and democracy like Country M, even in his own country, he could not just be arrested and accused of guilt.
As expected, three police cars arrived here at a little after 10:20.
Perhaps it was because the people in the house did not offer any resistance and cooperated with them; perhaps because of Li Bingjie's special status, the police were also taboo, so they were very polite in their law enforcement process and invited Xu Zhengyang and others to come to the police station for investigation.
After all, before Rogers was shot, he had a conflict with Xu Zhengyang.
As someone who was with Xu Zhengyang, he had conflicts with Di Carlio before and was investigated, so several people had to go to the police station for questioning.
When Xu Zhengyang and the others arrived at the police station, the lawyer arranged by Wu Guanxian had also arrived.
Xu Zhengyang was very satisfied with this. Well, Wu Guanxian should be very grateful to him now.
Because yesterday it was he, Xu Zhengyang, who clearly told Wu Guanxian: Rutgers, you don't have to worry.
There really is no need for him to worry.
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Well, maybe some people will scold me for the unreasonable arrangement of the plot in this chapter, hehe~~~
I find that I am becoming more and more cunning~~~Well, I am still pure.(!)