The fly circled back and forth three times around the convertible, completely unable to resist the eye-catching shape.
I can't wait to pounce on it and drive away.
He looked around and saw no one on the road, but the car was abandoned here with the car key still inserted in it.
What the hell is this?
Could it be that God loves me and knew that my younger brother was getting married today, so he specially threw a car down to support me?
While he was thinking wildly, someone suddenly tapped him on the shoulder.
"Brother Wuye!"
"Ouch!"
The crowfly was so frightened that it jumped three feet high, almost peeing out of fear.
Turning around suddenly, he was stunned when he saw Gao Ning's familiar face.
"Ning, Brother Ning? Why is it you?"
"I still want to ask you! When did you switch to driving a van? Where is the fish ball stall? You quit?"
As soon as the fish ball stall is mentioned, Wu Fei becomes weak.
"Don't mention this!"
He waved his hand, looked at the sports car greedily, and said, "Brother Ning, is this car yours?"
"rental!"
During this period, there was a lot of chaos on the streets. Many words pointed to stealing cars and modifying them for smuggling to make a living. Getting a good car was not enough to worry about.
Moreover, from the perspective of future generations, the models of this era can simply be called weird.
Except for Rolls-Royce, a brand that would rather die than stick to the British aristocratic style, other brands cannot open their eyes.
Therefore, renting is suitable. It doesn’t cost much. If you don’t like it, you can just change it. If you lose it or bump it, you don’t have to worry about it. Someone will naturally take care of it.
"oh!"
As soon as he heard that it was rented, Wuying's little care was instantly wiped away.
Gao Ning pointed at the van, "What...what's going on with you?"
"Go to Saigon and get a cart of seafood! It's specially used for my younger brother's wedding banquet."
Wu Fei looked a little proud and said: "A piece of grouper in a big hotel costs over a thousand yuan, and lobster and abalone are even more ridiculously expensive. At Saigon Fishing Port, you can get a larger one for less than a third of the price. The remaining money is even
The venue, drinks, and chef are enough!
Brother Ning, it’s tonight, the address hasn’t changed, remember to arrive early.”
Gao Ning smiled and said: "Okay, I will definitely be there!"
Wuying smiled happily when he saw Gao Ning giving him face.
"Hey, let's not talk about it. I borrowed the company's car, and they have been urging me! A group of idiots said that Brother Nan had a big move and needed to use the car.
Are my boss and Uncle Xiang on good terms? He has a rough relationship with Brother Nan."
Wuying complained and got into the van.
"No more chatting. They are urging me to go back to the company right away. Brother Ning, I must be there tonight. I'll go first!"
Before he finished speaking, he stepped on the accelerator and rushed out.
Gao Ning was not given a chance to interrupt during the whole process.
Gao Ning didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Are you so busy being a young and Dangerous guy now?
but……
A light flashed in his eyes.
The information leaked from Wu Fei's mouth was unexpectedly useful to him.
This guy keeps saying that he lives in Mong Kok, but it turns out he is from the Changle Gang.
Isn't this a coincidence?
Gao Ning narrowed his eyes slightly and checked the time. It seemed that he still had time.
You can go buy some things first and prepare for tomorrow's action.
…
Obi restaurant, private room.
Brother Nan was wearing a crisp handmade suit and his hairstyle was exquisite and trendy, as if he had changed into a different person.
If the previous Brother Nan was a gangster, the current Brother Nan is a standard businessman.
The atmosphere has completely changed.
He had a napkin tucked into his collar, a knife in one hand and a fork in the other, and he was slowly cutting the fried lamb chops on the plate.
Four men in black suits, tower-like figures, stood at the back with expressionless faces.
Beside him, two men in black suits were holding the restaurant manager tightly, forcing him to kneel on the ground with his face pressed tightly against the ground. No matter how hard he struggled, they could not break free.
"One week!"
Brother Nan inserted a piece of meat, dipped it in the sauce, and slowly put it into his mouth.
"It's been a full week since I issued the order, and you're telling me now that you can't do it? Are you kidding me?"
"No, Brother Nan!"
The restaurant manager shouted his injustice: "I have used all kinds of excuses this week, but Uncle Xiang just can't come. I suspect he has noticed something is wrong a long time ago and has nothing to do with me, Brother Nan!"
Brother Nan chewed lightly, but the restaurant manager's struggling and shouting couldn't even make him glance at it.
"You said it has nothing to do with it? I said it must be relevant. Maybe you, the bastard, leaked the news on purpose."
"No! It's really not me..."
The restaurant manager suddenly raised his voice and adjusted his voice. Brother Nan's hand suddenly fell off, and the meat on the fork fell off, and the soup splashed everywhere.
Brother Nan's eyes suddenly turned cold when he saw an obvious black spot on the cuffs inlaid with gold wire.
He slowly turned his head, looked at him with an emotionless look, threw the fork on the ground, pulled off the napkin, and said calmly: "You said you didn't, didn't you? Eat it, and I will spare your life!"
The restaurant manager's eyes widened as he looked at the metal fork spinning not far away.
Brother Nan waited for a few seconds, but still got no answer.
He stood up slowly and said contemptuously: "If you can't seize the opportunity given to you, what's the point of living? Throw it into the sea!"
As soon as two men in black suits pulled him, the restaurant manager shuddered suddenly, struggled violently, and shouted: "No, no, no, I still have a wife and children to raise, Brother Nan, give me another chance, give me another chance"
a chance……"
Brother Nan turned a deaf ear, slowly took off his coat and threw it aside.
Two men in black suits dragged the restaurant manager to the door. He finally knew that his end was doomed, and his expression changed from pleading and fear to resentment and anger.
"Hong Nan, you are simply inhumane. I have worked hard for your brothers for more than ten years. Brother Wen has just died, and you are going to attack me? You killed your brothers and you will definitely die under ten thousand swords in the future..."
boom!
The door to the private room was closed, and the clear curses instantly turned into a murmur, getting smaller and smaller.
Brother Nan sneered and said: "Death by ten thousand swords? How old are you that you can hold on to Hongmen Thirty-Six and never let go? Old antique, you deserve to be killed!"
Go find out where his wife and children are, and send them to him together. md Dare you curse me?"
A man in a suit walked out without saying a word to deliver the order.
Brother Nan lit a cigarette and said, "Is there no news about Feixiang yet?"
"not yet!"
A man in a suit replied solemnly: "There is no news about him through any channels."
"How long?"
"It's been three days!"
Brother Nan sneered: "Then there's no need to wait for him. Call the district leaders waiting outside to come in. From today on, there will be no old guy like Uncle Bei in Changle. From now on, it will be our young people's world..."
boom--!
A violent explosion suddenly came from outside, and the entire building was shaking and shaking.
Brother Nan and the others were unable to stand firmly and fell to the ground all of a sudden.
He clung to the ground, no longer as graceful as before, his eyes widened, and he shouted with a certain amount of anger and a certain amount of uneasiness: "What's going on? Where did the explosion come from?"
