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Chapter 622: Liang Kun's Probing

Mong Kok Bar.

Liangkun was nestled in the innermost box, looking through the hanging curtain at the men and women outside writhing on the dance floor.

A younger brother walked over quickly, his tone a little panicked.

"Brother Kun, something bad happened, the box was taken away!"

Liangkun glanced at him and took a sip of wine unhurriedly: "Where was he robbed?"

"Shanghai Street! As soon as the car stopped, a few gangsters appeared out of nowhere and took away the box with short dogs!"

"Hey! I took out all the short dogs, what a big deal!"

Liangkun smiled nervously: "Okay, you can go out!"

The younger brother was stunned and hesitated: "Brother Kun, that box..."

"The box is empty!"

Liangkun stretched out his hand and smashed a golden desert eagle on the coffee table, making a winter sound.

The younger brother was so surprised that his eyes suddenly widened.

"I've known for a long time that those bastards have bad intentions. They know that I got something good, so they must have their thoughts behind it! But it doesn't matter. If you think you're a good person, you want to rob me of my benefits? Maybe in the next life!"

After saying that, Liangkun laughed proudly.

Holding the golden sand eagle in his hand, he kept spinning it.

The younger brother was so blinded by the reflected light that he couldn't open his eyes, but he still shouted loudly: "Brother Kun is so powerful!"

"Mighty ass! Get out of here!"

Liangkun laughed a few times, then suddenly turned his face and kicked the younger brother out.

I originally thought that the flattery was good, and I might be able to reap some benefits later.

Unexpectedly, before the third sentence was finished, the elder changed his attitude again.

He didn't dare to argue at the moment, so he could only walk out in despair.

He must be very depressed, but why is his eldest brother Liangkun?

Liangkun leaned lazily on the back of the sofa, picked up the wine glass and took another sip: "Shaqiang, how was the investigation?"

Shaqiang, who had been sitting inside and talking on the phone in a low voice, turned around and shook his head blankly: "Brother Kun, there is no news! I called around and asked, but no one has heard of Shitland.

Hotel, has anyone heard of high-top tables, killer platforms or the like?

Do you think that guy is a liar?"

"Whether it's a liar or not, you'll know after you try it!"

Liangkun hooked his fingers, and Shaqiang quickly sent his eldest brother up.

He took out his business card, glanced at the number on it, and dialed it at will.

The waiting tone only rang twice, and the call was quickly connected. Before Liangkun could speak, a soft and pleasant female voice came from inside.

"This is also a project investment center. What do you need?"

Liangkun was stunned for a moment, but then came back to his senses.

"I want to kill someone!"

The voice on the other side showed no emotion, and still said gently: "Your service has been confirmed and a new project has been started. What is the name of the project?"

"Project name? You mean the target person?"

Liangkun understood the meaning instantly, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly: "Dongxing Camel! Can you handle it?"

"Confirm project name: Dongxing Camel, personal information is being verified, please wait!"

The woman on the other side of the phone did not answer any questions. After a pause for a few seconds, she added: "The information has been verified. The project is currently located in the central city of Amsterdam, the Netherlands. Are you sure?"

"……confirm!"

Liangkun was slightly shocked. It only took a few seconds for the other party to find the location of the camel?

Have you noticed him a long time ago? Or are you still insisting on it?

"Okay, confirm the project Dongxing Camel. This project is a small investment project. The initial capital requires 300,000 US dollars. How to pay?"

"Three hundred thousand US dollars? Isn't that nearly 2.5 million Hong Kong dollars? You are robbing money!" Liangkun was furious.

"Sir, the initial funds have been verified by the system. According to the regulations of Gaodaishi, the client must deposit all commission fees into the designated account as soon as the project is created.

The search shows that your current location is in Hong Kong Island, in the newly developed area of ​​mainland hotels. The initial payment can be discounted by 20%, and the remaining balance can be transferred to our designated account after the task is confirmed and completed. I don’t know if this is the case, sir, do you still have any doubts?

?”

The voice on the other side was always calm and clear, and was not affected by Liangkun's emotions at all.

"Two percent off? Sixty thousand yuan, that's over half a million yuan!"

Liangkun was a little reluctant to give up. He hesitated for a moment, looked at the golden sand eagle in his hand, and then looked back at Shaqiang: "Tell people to keep an eye on Dongxing from today on. I want to know their every move!"

Silly Qiang nodded: "I understand, Brother Kun!"

"Okay, half a million is half a million, give me an account!"

"Okay, the relevant account will be notified later by a dedicated person! This project has been submitted for review. After the initial funds are received, it will be put on the shelves as soon as possible.

If there are no accidents, the project will be completed within seventy-two hours. I wish you a good mood!"

The call was immediately hung up.

Liangkun blinked, not knowing what to say.

He is very good at killing people, he is very experienced in cheating and abducting people, and he has also hired people to kill people, but this was the first time he encountered customer service.

The other party's voice was nice, but his attitude always made him feel a little weird.

Where is the blame?

Just when Liangkun was frowning and thinking, Big Brother rang again.

He picked it up casually, and a series of mechanical sounds came from the receiver.

Liangkun was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that it might be an account number.

He dipped his fingers into some wine and wrote a series of numbers directly on the coffee table.

Finally, after confirming twice, he hung up the phone and dialed another number.

"International standard? I'm Liangkun! Liangkun! Are your ears growing hairy? I'll give you an account in a moment, and transfer 60,000 US dollars into this account as quickly as possible.

I’ll have someone give you the money tomorrow, that’s it!”

Liangkun hung up the phone and asked his eldest brother to put it aside. He let out a sigh of relief.

If you buy murder, just buy murder, and if you kill, just kill. Isn't it better to be more direct?

If you need anything, call in the middleman and talk about it face to face with gongs and drums, and explain everything clearly and that's it.

You have to make a phone call to order a bunch of planes, which is confusing!

Liangkun stretched out his hand to rub his short hair, and suddenly regretted it again.

I feel bad that I may have lost half a million.

Although he is the master of Mong Kok Hall, he can earn one or two million a month.

But half a million is also not a small amount.

If it really went down the drain, he would have to make trouble for that guy.

But if it is really done, don’t forget that there is still a balance of two million in the follow-up payment!

Liangkun thought for a while and suddenly rolled his eyes.

Who says I have to pay the balance!

"Silly Qiang, go get me a big girl, preferably one who can suffocate people to death!"

"I know, Brother Kun!"

Seeing that his elder brother had returned to normal, Shaqiang breathed a sigh of relief and ran out to call someone with a smile on his face.

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