Just after he finished speaking, Sangbiao's phone rang. He frowned and answered the call, "What's the matter?"
"What? Tell those bosses that you don't have to pay the protection fee for this month. Just stabilize them first and I'll go over right away." After hanging up the phone, Sang Biao gave Tang Feng a fierce look, turned to the farmer and said, "Boss farmer,
I'll leave the matter here to you. Those Gods of Wealth don't want to, so I have to go and settle the troublesome kittens and puppies."
It turns out that when Xu Qiang and the others made a fuss, the bosses who usually paid Sang Biao protection fees were unwilling to do so. Not only did they delay business, the tables, chairs and benches that Xu Qiang and the others smashed also cost money, so they sent a representative to find Sang Biao.
His subordinate Mazi asked him to tell Sangbiao that if Sangbiao could not guarantee that their business would not be affected, then these bosses would have to consider finding another shelter.
The farmer nodded and said, "Go ahead." He turned around and said to his confidant, "Ah Hai, take your brothers and follow Brother Biao."
In an instant, only Tang Feng, Guan Zhiyong, farmers and his dozen gun-wielding brothers were left in Hong Kong.
"Haha, brother Death, right? You and I have no grievances, and I don't want to do anything to you. Just cooperate, just stay here and let me brothers drink with you for two drinks. When Sangbiao comes back, I will take the money, and he will take the people.
, how about saving you from suffering?" The farmer put away the gun in his hand and said with a mean smile.
Tang Feng winked at Guan Zhiyong, and after seeing Guan Zhiyong nodded, he said: "The farmer boss has said so, I'm afraid there is nothing I can do if I don't want to." After that, he walked up to the bar and sat down, while Guan Zhiyong followed Tang Feng.
Behind Feng, when Tang Feng sat down, Guan Zhiyong took out a dagger from nowhere and threw it at the farmer.
The farmer was frightened when he saw it, and quickly turned away, but the dagger hit him on the shoulder. Tang Feng didn't wait for the farmer's boys to react, and kicked the nearest boy down with a horizontal kick. What would that boy think?
These two people were so bold that they dared to attack even though they had more than a dozen guns on their side. Tang Feng kicked them and the micro punch in their hands flew away.
Tang Feng took the opportunity to catch the gun and put it on the farmer's head before the other party shot.
"Tell them to put down their guns." Tang Feng said calmly.
The farmer was first stabbed by a dagger, and now he was held up by a gun. Cold sweat dripped from his forehead as if he had just taken a shower. He didn't know whether it was from pain or fear. After hearing Tang Feng's words, he quickly grinned at the younger brothers.
He yelled: "Didn't you hear what Brother Death said? I've fucking shot him."
Seeing everyone put down their guns honestly, Guan Zhiyong stepped forward and kicked the guns to the other side. He aimed at the gangsters and punched and kicked them, and kept cursing: "I have never been the only one to point guns at others.
You still dare to scare me with a gun, fuck, you were still an egg when grandpa played with guns."
Within a few minutes, none of the dozen or so people could stand up. Tang Feng put the microflush in his hand on the bar and said to the farmer: "Boss, how do you think we can solve this problem?"
"Death, Brother Death, you say, I can solve it however you want, but please spare my life." The farmer said with a pale face and a trembling voice.
Tang Feng seemed to be talking to himself: "I heard that being a thief can make a lot of money. Let me guess how much the farmer's life is worth?" Blackmail, naked blackmail, ever since the first time he blackmailed Tian Kui
Later, Tang Feng fell in love with this feeling. Anyway, these people's money is not clean, so don't give it up in vain.
"Death, brother Death, I, I will give you money, how much do you want?" When the farmer heard that Tang Feng was just asking for money, he felt a lot in his heart. At this time, let alone money, even if he wanted his wife and daughter.
He will definitely deliver it obediently.
"Bang" Guan Zhiyong kicked the farmer's wound and said coldly: "How much is your life worth? Do you want someone else to price it?"
When the wound was kicked, the farmer howled miserably, covered his injured shoulder, and said with trembling lips: "One, ten million, I am willing, I am willing to pay one, ten million, please, please let me go."
Tang Feng nodded, took out his mobile phone from the farmer's pocket and said, "Then please ask someone to send you money. Remember, I only need cash."
The farmer dialed the number at home with trembling hands. The person who answered the phone was his confidant Ah Chao who stayed at home to protect his wife and children: "Ah, Ah Chao, you, bring 10 million in cash right away, come to the big town in the southern suburbs.
Hongkong."
"You don't have that much cash? Damn it, I don't care. You can borrow it from me or grab it from me. If you don't come here in an hour, I will pull your skin out." After that, he hung up the phone and said to Tang Feng: "Die, Brother Death.
, I don’t have that much cash at home, please wait, I, I asked them to find a way to collect it, it can be delivered within an hour, within an hour.”
Tang Feng smiled and said to Guan Zhiyong: "Bayonet, go and bandage Brother Nong. Don't bleed too much and cause other problems. I said I won't kill him."
Guan Zhiyong nodded and walked to the farmer's side. He casually tore off a piece of rag from a younger brother's clothes and bandaged it casually for the farmer.
Tang Feng looked at the frightened gangsters around him and felt a little unbearable. These people were just gangsters. At most, they stole things and fought. There were no serious crimes. His heart softened. Tang Feng said: "Don't be afraid.
, I won’t do anything to you. It’s not your fault that you are a gangster. Some people are destined to be little gangsters from birth. It’s your fault that you didn’t have a good boss. I will let you go as soon as I get the money.
Let's go, I hope you can be a gangster who is respected by others in the future, bullying ordinary people is not your skill."
Just when Tang Feng and Guan Zhiyong were drinking wine leisurely and waiting for someone to send money, something big happened outside.
First of all, Lin Feng's group was unlucky. To say the least, this kid had already carried him home. As soon as he and some 20 brothers came out of a bar protected by Sang Biao, they met Sang Biao's younger brother Mazi. Mazi was helping Sang Biao.
After making the call, he took dozens of subordinates everywhere to look for Xu Qiang and others. Xu Qiang and others had caused huge losses to them today, and even caused him to be scolded by the boss. At this moment, let him see the look of Lin Feng and others.
Can you still speak well?
From a distance, Mazi pulled out a machete and shouted to the brothers behind him: "Those guys are in front. Brothers, rush in and do it. The boss said, whoever chops more people today will get more money."
As soon as the word money was mentioned, the boys behind Mazi seemed to be on stimulants, howling like wolves and rushing toward Lin Feng and others with swords.