This street is filled with all kinds of strange smells. The houses on both sides look very old, but there is no doubt that they are still in the city center.
There are many such old streets in the center of San Francisco, and many of them have become residences for homeless people.
Walking in such dilapidated streets is really a kind of torture for people like Wang Hongcai who are used to living in fine clothes and fine food.
The only good thing was that he was accompanied by a tall white bodyguard. Even though the bodyguard's right hand was injured and his combat effectiveness was greatly reduced, it still gave Wang Hongcai a certain sense of security.
"Gentlemen, I wish you a happy life. Can you give me ten dollars? I'd like to buy a piece of bread."
A slovenly black homeless man stopped in front of them and begged them.
"Get out of here!" The white bodyguard was furious because his arm was injured, and he was even more furious when he saw the black homeless man blocking the road. He couldn't help shouting angrily.
"God warns us to be kind to others and to be merciful. If you are so rude, you will be punished by God."
The black homeless man said this gracefully and left.
The white bodyguard muttered "nigger" in a low voice and continued walking towards the end of the street with Wang Hongcai.
There is very little traffic on this street, let alone pedestrians. Apart from these homeless people, the two pedestrians did not see a public phone box, otherwise they could call the police.
As for asking these homeless people to borrow their mobile phones to call the police, they have thought about it, but have not done it.
These homeless people look so miserable that normal people don't want to have any contact with them.
They walked for a while, and another homeless man stopped in front of them.
This time she was a white woman with messy hair, a haggard expression, dull eyes, and a skinny appearance. She looked to be in her forties or fifties.
"Two gentlemen, please be kind and help me. Give me one hundred dollars to see a doctor. I'm sick. Please be kind and help me. I need help."
The homeless woman clasped her hands together in a prayer gesture and bent down to beg from them.
"Damn it, get out of my way." The white bodyguard shouted angrily again, stepped forward and pushed the female homeless man to the ground.
He has seen this kind of guy many times. He looks like a drug addict at first sight. He tries every means to make money and then buys drugs. It is impossible for a guy who is addicted to drugs to become a normal person through treatment, let alone
No need to pity them.
Just what the white bodyguard did, immediately aroused the anger of the other homeless people, and several of them ran towards them and surrounded them.
"Fakeyu!"
"You stupid pig!"
"You bastard!"
"Didn't your mother teach you manners?"
Several homeless people surrounded them, pushing and shoving and cursing.
The white bodyguard was not used to these wastes. Even though his right hand was injured, he could still fight. He went straight up and knocked one of the people who pushed him to the ground with a left hook, followed by a few more blows to block them.
The two in front were knocked to the ground.
"Let's go!"
In just a few seconds, the white bodyguards pulled Wang Hongcai to break through and quickly ran towards the end of the street.
There were several homeless men chasing them angrily.
Fortunately, after chasing them for a while, the homeless people stopped and stood there cursing at them when they realized they couldn't catch up.
And they ran all the way, and finally ran out of this damn street. When they turned the corner, they found another very prosperous commercial street, where there were more cars and pedestrians.
The two finally found a public telephone hall and called the police. The police call is free, and there is no need to insert coins or swipe cards.
A few minutes later, a police car drove over, and the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, they took the police car again and came to the hospital where they came from before.
The white bodyguard was shot in the arm, and the bullet was still in the arm.
By the time the bodyguard finished the operation, it had been more than an hour. His right arm was in a sling. It would take at least a month to recover, and there might be sequelae.
In this way, two of his four bodyguards have been reduced, and the other one has asked for leave but has not returned. In the end, there is only one bodyguard named Victor who is still healthy.
By this time, he had been called back to the hospital by Wang Hongcai, who had bought a new mobile phone for Wang Hongcai, and he had also reapplied for a replacement mobile phone card.
I completed the police report with the bodyguard who suffered a gunshot wound. There are too many armed robberies in America. Although the police said they would arrest the robber as soon as possible, they expected them to solve the case in a short time.
impossible.
Wang Hongcai could only admit that he was unlucky and comforted himself that this time he was losing money and eliminating disaster.
Wang Hongcai comforted the white bodyguard who suffered a gunshot wound and gave him paid sick leave. Then he took him and Victor out of the hospital together.
Victor came here in a Land Rover, another outing car owned by Wang Hongcai's family.
The three of them got into the car together, and Wang Hongcai suggested sending the white bodyguard home first.
So Victor drove and took his colleague home first.
Originally, Wang Hongcai was a little worried on the way. After all, he was so unlucky on this day, and it seemed that he would not be surprised to encounter another unlucky thing.
But it was strange and very fortunate that I didn't send the injured bodyguard home, and then took the car back to my manor safely.
Nothing happened during this period, which finally made Wang Hongcai feel at ease again.
But when his wife and daughter saw that he had gauze wrapped around his head, they inevitably asked questions worriedly, which made him a little upset.
After finally sending the mother and daughter away, he could finally calm down and reflect on the unfortunate things that happened today.
In the morning, he got up and exercised, swam, took a shower, had breakfast, read newspapers, and watched TV news. Then his assistant came over and told him that someone was calling him from China.
This person was Chen Feng whom he found out. Things seemed to have gotten worse after Chen Feng's phone call.
Originally, after he learned about Chen Feng's background, he really didn't take Chen Feng to heart.
But the bad luck he encountered today seemed to have started happening after Chen Feng gave him warnings and threats.
What a coincidence!
But you have to say that Chen Feng secretly arranged for his Maybach to have a flat tire, and then arranged for the driver to be robbed by robbers, and even later arranged for homeless people to try to harm him.
How can this be?
But on the other hand, if the unfortunate things he encountered today had nothing to do with Chen Feng, it seemed impossible.
Thinking of this, he immediately took out his mobile phone and called a friend in China with whom he had interests.
"Brother Huan, how are you doing lately? Are you satisfied with the cigars I mailed you last time?"
As soon as the call was connected, Wang Hongcai pretended to have a relaxed tone and got close to the other party. Brother Huan has many connections and means in China, and he knows many powerful people.
The reason why he was able to successfully immigrate to America in the first place was that Brother Huan helped a lot.
Of course, he also gave the other party enough money.
"Well, it's not bad. The taste of your cigar this time is a little bit dull, not as good as the last time."
Brother Huan said in a lazy tone.
"Oh, that's it. I thought this one was better because it's more expensive after all. However, since you like the last one, Brother Huan, I'll send you another box in a few days."
"Then I'll trouble you."
"Haha, why are you being polite to me? As long as you like it."
"Okay, we are old friends, no need to be too polite. Tell me, why are you calling me?"
The two of them are old friends, so there is really no need to be too polite.
Wang Hongcai said directly: "I want to ask you about a person named Chen Feng. He is the owner of a company called Fengmang Film and Television in Xiuzhou. I wonder, Brother Huan, have you heard of this person?"
"Oh, Chen Feng? Why are you asking about him? Do you know him? That shouldn't be the case. He just emerged this year. You went to San Francisco two years ago. You don't know each other, do you? Then what is your relationship with him?
It’s a holiday? You won’t offend him, right?”
Brother Huan really made a good guess. Sure enough, none of these powerful people with sophistication in human nature can save fuel.
As soon as Wang Hongcai heard what he said, he felt a little uneasy. Why did it sound like Chen Feng was a very powerful person? Otherwise, his brother Huan would not be able to say such a series of words.
Obviously, he knew about Chen Feng, and he seemed a little afraid.
"Brother Huan, is Chen Feng very powerful? Or does he have some background?" Wang Hongcai asked cautiously.
Brother Huan said somewhat unhappily: "I just asked you a question. Are you sure you won't offend him?"
When he heard this, Wang Hongcai couldn't help but feel excited, and he felt even more uneasy. He quickly said: "No, I don't even know him, how could I offend him? Brother Huan, he seems to be the boss of a film and television company. I used to
I also asked someone to do a little research on him, and there doesn’t seem to be anything particularly impressive about him.”
"Did you find someone to check on him?" Brother Huan couldn't help but raise his voice.
Wang Hongcai was stunned for a moment, then hesitantly asked: "Is there anything wrong with this?"
"What the hell, you said you didn't offend him? If you didn't offend him, why did you ask someone to investigate him? Tell me the truth, what happened between you and him? Tell me clearly.
"
At the end of Brother Huan's words, his tone was very stern, which made Wang Hongcai nervous. He stopped hiding it and told Brother Huan exactly what happened. Finally, he couldn't help but ask again: "Huan
Brother, does this Chen Feng have a good background?"
Brother Huan said in a faint tone: "He must have a background, but I don't know his specific background. In short, this person is very wild and ruthless. He has basically dealt with everyone who has offended him.
You should know about Zheng Jingjing and Qitian Media, right? The last time something happened to them, it was this person who did it. There is also the Jin family, the Jin family in Beijing. You may not know this, so I won’t go into details with you. In short,
If you can't help but offend this person, don't offend him, otherwise, he will really deal with you."
After hearing these words, Wang Hongcai couldn't help but feel a huge surge in his heart. It took him a while to calm down a little, and he quickly asked: "Brother Huan, do you think it was him who was responsible for Zheng Jingjing's investigation last time?"
"Well, almost. I can only say that Zheng Jingjing was implicated by Han Xiaoshuang, the boss of Qitian Media. What they really have to deal with is the boss Han Xiaoshuang. Zheng Jingjing was implicated in Chi Yu and died immediately. Her acting career was completely ruined and she will never be able to do it again in the future.
Got mixed up in the entertainment industry."
"Why does he want to deal with Han Xiaoshuang? Compete among peers?" Wang Hongcai asked with some confusion.
As the CEO of Qitian Media, Han Xiaoshuang had met her several times before and knew that her background was very tough. It was really hard to believe that she would be dealt with by Chen Feng.
Brother Huan said in a playful tone: "Actually, it's not the fault of someone's dirty tricks. It's really the woman Han Xiaoshuang who is too arrogant. She attacked him first and actually wanted to forcefully buy into his company and do things to him and his company.
She made a lot of small moves. As a result, she got angry and fought back, and almost sent her to jail.
Later, Han Xiaoshuang used her connections to plead for mercy, and she was allowed to let him go, but the price must have been quite high in private, because He Xiaofeng, another actress from Qitian Media, switched to his company."
Hearing this, Wang Hongcai couldn't help but feel heavy in his heart. Before, he thought Chen Feng was too arrogant, but now he saw that he had the capital to be arrogant.
"Brother Huan, what do you think I should do about this?" Wang Hongcai asked for help.
Wang Hongcai is not really afraid of Chen Feng. After all, he is abroad now. No matter how awesome Chen Feng is, he is still in China. How can he come abroad if he is awesome?
Just thinking about the unfortunate things he encountered today, he was still a little suspicious.
"This mainly depends on you. If you are willing to give up the money, return the money to the big star Yang Ziying as soon as possible. If you are reluctant to give up the money, then just pray that he will not have any means to deal with you abroad."
Having said this is like saying nothing.
However, Wang Hongcai still nodded and said, "Okay, I understand. Thank you Brother Huan for your opinion."
When Brother Huan heard what he said, he couldn't help but sigh, and said with some regret: "Brother, listen to my advice, don't take some money if you can't handle it. If it's hot, don't take it, throw it out quickly. Of course, don't listen.
It's up to you."
Wang Hongcai frowned and said, "Brother Huan, what do you mean, is he so powerful that he can deal with me abroad?"
"I just told you that this person is very wild and ruthless. I advise you not to take chances. Of course, it's up to you whether you listen to my advice or not. Just say so."
After saying this, Brother Huan hung up the phone directly.
Wang Hongcai frowned tightly and then put down his phone.
As soon as he stood up from the chair, his cell phone rang suddenly. When he saw that the number was from his son, he answered the phone angrily and scolded: "It's so late, why don't you go to bed? Call me."
what phone?"
His son was studying in a boarding school for aristocrats in the country of gentlemen. It was already almost eleven o'clock in the evening there. As a student, it would be impossible for him to stay up so late.
But his son's crying voice suddenly came from the other end of the phone: "Dad, wuwu, dad, I'm scared, please come and save me..."
Wang Hongcai's heart thumped, his whole face suddenly turned pale, his legs softened, and he sat back on the chair.
"Hello, Mr. Hong, your son is in my hands. I hope you will transfer a thousand Bitcoins to my wallet within an hour. I will text you the wallet address immediately. If it takes an hour, I will
If you haven't received it yet, I will chop off one of your son's fingers, and so on, one finger every hour. I hope you can cooperate."