In Shenyang, in a small hotel, fifty stacks of RMB were placed on a dilapidated square table.
"Brother Kun, what does this mean?!" Bao Bao walked out of the bathroom, stared at the table for a moment, and asked in confusion.
"We handled the matter together, it's your share!" Zheng Kun said casually while chewing peanuts.
"...No need, Brother Kun, I'm not doing this with you. As long as Meng Fei can die, I don't care whether it's money or not!!" Bao Bao looked at the five hundred thousand on the table and swallowed a mouthful of saliva. , looked away from the money and said lightly.
"Haha, it's time to take revenge, and it's time to take money and get money! These two are not the same thing. One day, revenge is taken, and you have to live, too!" Zheng Kun took a sip of beer and said with a smile.
"...Brother Kun, thank you!"
"There's nothing to be thankful for. There are so many beggars out there, why didn't I throw hundreds of thousands to them?! Everything has a cause and effect, and you still have your value. Again, it's not about yourself, it's about you. You have to take more of what you have. In this business, it’s best not to be polite to anyone!" Zheng Kun used his own thinking and behavioral standards to say something to Luo Bao, stood up, patted him on the shoulder, and continued: "I'm going out. Make a call, Hong Xin is a treasure, if she doesn’t die, I won’t be short of money, haha!”
After Zheng Kun left, Bao Bao picked up the beer on the table and took a sip. He stared blankly at the piles of bright red RMB on the table. He picked up a pile and said expressionlessly: "If you want this money, come back soon." ......that would be nice!!"
...
At the door of the hotel, Zheng Kun walked under the small tree on the street. After thinking for a long time, he took out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket and dialed the number directly.
"Dudu...!"
The phone was connected, and after ringing for a long time, a young man's voice came out: "Hey, who's there?"
"Haha, Brother Tao?!" Zheng Kun grinned.
"Who are you?"
"Zheng Kun!"
Hong Tao on the other side of the phone was stunned for a moment and asked: "Haha, you are not dead yet??"
"I have to live for you, and my heart will always fly to you, my brother Didao!" Zheng Kun said shamelessly.
"...Do you have a problem with me?" Hong Tao asked directly.
"I want to find your dad!"
"If you have anything to do, tell me, my dad is already asleep at this time!" Hong Tao frowned and replied.
"You should go find him. If you don't like me, we can't negotiate a deal. I'll give you five minutes and I'll wait for your dad to call. Oh, by the way, I'm talking about your sister! Haha!" With that said Zheng Kun hung up the phone.
On the other side, Hong Tao, who was in the field, looked at his cell phone, pondered for a moment, and quickly dialed the number of the person in the nursing home.
Zheng Kun stood under a small tree, lit a cigarette, and waited quietly for no more than three minutes before the phone rang again.
"Are you looking for me?" A middle-aged calm voice came from the phone.
"Good evening, big brother!!"
"Let's be more direct, I'm annoying you!" the middle-aged man asked in a calm tone.
"I know where your girl is!" Zheng Kun paused and said directly.
"Haha!" The middle-aged man smiled and asked, "Do you think I know?"
"...I know you know!"
"Sorry, I didn't let you make money with me!" the middle-aged man said and was about to hang up the phone.
"That's not necessarily the case! You know whose hands she is in, and I know the exact location, so I can create an opportunity for her to come home!" Zheng Kun, who was middle-aged, added the moment he was about to hang up the phone.
One sentence.
The middle-aged man touched his forehead and said lightly: "Tell me and listen!"
"You don't need to know the details. I'll hand you some and you give me the money. The transaction is that simple!" Zheng Kun replied quickly.
"That mouth of yours is like a hole for thousands of people to fuck. It's not worth a dime to me! Do you understand?" the middle-aged man returned simply and rudely.
"Why don't you always like to hear me finish my words?"
"Haha, then you continue!"
"There are two steps to the transaction. You prepare five million, and I will hand you some. When you meet the person, give me the money!!"
"After meeting the person, I don't need to give you money!"
"Yes, why not?"
"Then tell me the reason?" the middle-aged man asked curiously.
"...Haha! I'll help you kill Meng Fei, okay?!" Zheng Kun's eyes showed a trace of madness.
When the middle-aged man heard this, he was silent for a while. He didn't know how long it took. He sighed and said slowly: "He is my son-in-law!"
"Stop talking nonsense!! Meng Fei is dating a divorced woman and they are going to get married. Shenyang knows this as a person. Don't tell me. You don't know?" Zheng Kun replied with a curled lips.
One sentence.
"...!" The middle-aged man was silent again.
"Zhang Xu and Meng Fei have been in conflict on the surface, but do you believe this? Meng Fei kowtowed to Zhang Xu! He was Zhang Xu's most proud disciple. As soon as the East China Sea Dragon Palace was short of people, Meng Fei immediately
I sent it back to Chenchen. It was the left hand of Caesar the Great, the Foreign Minister! For such an important person, Meng Fei didn’t even blink. What’s the relationship?? Isn’t that enough to explain the problem? To put it bluntly, Hong Xin is here
At that time, you were my father-in-law, and Hong Xin was not here, who did Meng Fei know you were?!" Zheng Kun asked the middle-aged man with extremely sharp words.
The middle-aged man still didn't speak.
"Think about it carefully. You have been tossing back and forth in three places, Donghai Dragon Palace and Caesar, but you have taken root in one place and haven't moved at all. To put it bluntly, no matter how fierce your blue chariot is, it is about to be scrapped.
!! Hong Tao would have been torn apart by Zhang Xu long ago without you supporting him, let alone adding another Meng Fei! Haha!" Zheng Kun continued.
"...Meng Fei is dead, but Caesar is still here!" the middle-aged man replied lightly.
"Lao Gu's whereabouts are uncertain, and the Liaoyang Shan family is eyeing him. If Meng Fei is dead, you will be much more relaxed! Isn't this the truth?" Zheng Kun went to the core of the problem.
"Are you sure?"
"I'm not the Creator. Whoever I want to die will die. If it works, give it a try!" Zheng Kun said casually.
"Five million, I'll go home with my daughter instead!" the middle-aged man said directly.
"...That's enough!"
"I wait for your news!"
"Get the people here first. In just a few days, there will be news!" Zheng Kun gave instructions.
"That's it!" They said and hung up the phone.
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There were few vehicles on the side of the street. Zheng Kun squatted on the road, smoked a cigarette, and murmured: "Oh, I have almost saved enough money, it's time to leave after everything is done!!"
In just a few phone calls, Zheng Kun once again had the opportunity to make money. When I was free, I was wondering about him, why he could always take advantage of every opportunity to take money out of the hands of these vicious people.
?!
Because he always captures the most selfish side of human nature! Liu Baobao hates me to the core and wants to kill me. Then when Zheng Kun finds out, he will look for who has the same goals as Liu Baobao and who is still interested.
Want to kill me!
Then, persuade this person to pay, and then stab Liu and do it!!
Zheng Kun can detect this abnormal supply and demand relationship!
If he can't make money, who can?
How great is my Brother Dakun, the Fan Li of the new century!