The straight-line drive only takes 40 to 50 minutes.
When we arrived at the warehouse outside Incheon Port, the sky was still set at dusk.
Lin Wei's car stopped at the door. After pushing the door open, a familiar-looking man came over to greet him and bowed to him respectfully: "Brother Lin, the eldest brother is inside."
Lin Wei nodded and waved his hand behind him, and someone slipped the tied Zhang Zhenyong out of the van.
It's funny - this seems to be the first time he has been treated with such respect.
When Lin Wei opened the warehouse door, what he saw at first glance was a middle-aged man tied to a chair.
Ding Qing sat opposite him, looking very carefree, with blood stains on his face. When he saw Lin Wei bringing someone in, he waved to him cheerfully: "Come on, hey, I will become the boss."
I’m waiting for you.”
Lin Wei smiled: "Brother, you move so fast."
"Both each other." Ding Qing laughed and crossed his legs.
Lin Wei didn't see Li Zicheng: "Where is brother Zicheng?"
"He's not as agile as you. At least you can't see him until night." Ding Qing said.
Lin Wei guessed.
Ding Qing should be responsible for the beheading operation - he got Jackie Chan's location, so he took the initiative and took the person directly to Incheon Port.
Li Zicheng didn't know what he was busy with.
"Xiba, move two chairs! Are you just looking at me?" Ding Qing turned to a younger brother and cursed.
"Yes! Brother!"
The man immediately went to move two chairs.
"Xi Ba, put one next to me! Do you want Lin Wei to be tied up there too?" Ding Qing stood up, patted the stupid little brother hard, put a chair next to him,
He turned to Lin Wei and raised his eyebrows with a smile: "Sit down."
"Brother, thank you."
Lin Wei sat down and let out a long sigh of relief when he leaned back on the chair.
"You're not hurt." Ding Qing also sat down and looked at him with concern - there were blood stains everywhere.
Lin Wei glanced at his white long sleeves. These were new clothes.
"No, they all belong to others."
Lin Wei took out the pistol from his waist: "Four shots were fired. Zhang Zhenyong also had a gun. I left Cui Yonghao to keep an eye on the people there. What should they do with them?"
"I got it, just hold the things. People from the Nanmen sect can follow if they want to. If they don't want to, just get out." Ding Qing looked indifferent.
But Lin Wei frowned slightly, and then said: "Yes, brother."
Ding Qing was extremely excited at the moment. He patted Lin Wei on the shoulder: "Hey, look here, Boss Cheng. Hey, how is my brother? Is he powerful? Twenty people can bring Zhang Zhenyong here."
This was the first time that Lin Wei saw the famous leader of the Beidamen Sect in person.
It's a pity that the other party doesn't look as great as he imagined at the moment.
Jackie Chan is bald, looks to be in his forties or fifties, and looks slightly ugly. Although he is wearing a suit, the suit is dirty at the moment, which makes him look even more embarrassed.
Seeing Jackie Chan not speaking, Ding Qing pouted, looking a little bored.
But he was not in a hurry, he just sat and chatted with Lin Wei relaxedly: "You don't know how great it is that we have become the boss - he has done a lot of big things in the past few days, such as making a good deal with the people of the Nanmen Sect.
We want to give them our territory, and then both parties will merge into one faction.
I'm also discussing with President Huang of Dadi Construction about getting into real estate. Xiba, I didn't even tell my brothers about such a big thing.
Oh, he also threatened to establish some kind of Beimen Group, wow, is he really that ridiculous?"
Ding Qing sat up, walked up to the silent Jackie Chan, grabbed his sparse hair and asked him to look up at him: "Hey!"
"I told you, you will regret it. I have a very good relationship with Prosecutor Jin! Do you know what the prosecutor does? Ah? Do you know who Prosecutor Jin is hanging out with? Ah?"
Jackie Chan became more confident as he spoke, and finally glared at Ding Qing: "A wild dog like you, do you know what real power is? Do you think being the boss only depends on having a large number of people and being able to fight? Just dream of your dreams! Xi
Baba, you will beg me!"
Ding Qing resigned himself to it and laughed calmly.
He patted Cheng Longjun on the head, stood up, and turned to look at Lin Wei: "What do you think?"
"There is a certain truth." Lin Wei did not refute, just said: "If that prosecutor Jin is indeed very powerful."
"Yeah, we've been around for so long and fought for so many lives, but if there's a prosecutor on the other side, there's still only one way to die. This world is really fucked." Ding Qing sighed.
Then, he turned around and slapped Jackie Chan on the face suddenly.
Jackie Chan was slapped to the ground with his chair.
The two younger brothers stepped forward indifferently and helped him and the chair up.
"But it's a pity" Ding Qing looked at Jackie Chan with a sneer: "The person who has a good relationship with Jin Check is President Huang, not you.
I am indeed a wild dog. But have you ever thought about what you are?"
Ding Qing grabbed Jackie Chan's sparse hair again, causing him to scream, but Ding Qing's eyes were extremely fierce: "You are just a fucking dog! Old dog! Damn it!"
As soon as he exerted force, the remaining hair of Jackie Chan Junshuo was pulled off by him.
Lin Wei shook his head slightly - this was more harmful to Jackie Chan than being beaten.
As expected, Jackie Chan let out a strong wailing sound.
"President Huang just treats you as an obedient dog! Because you can bark, it makes his business easier, so I will give you a few bones to eat, but I am very curious."
Ding Qing stood up, paced back and forth, shaking his head: "Why do we have to beg others to give us a bite of food?"
"There are so many of us and we control such a large territory. Even the group of Xiba policemen don't dare to cause trouble for us. Why is it that just one president and one inspection have to make us all lie down and act like dogs?
"
"You think you are a dog, they think you are a dog but I am a wolf! If you give me meat to eat, I will wait for the meat in peace. If you don't give me meat to eat, I will bite it myself!"
Ding Qing turned to look at Lin Wei, and when he saw a thoughtful expression on his face, the anger on his face disappeared in the blink of an eye, and he smiled: "What do you think?"
Lin Wei was silent for a moment and nodded slightly: "It makes sense."
"Right!" Ding Qing nodded heavily, then turned to look at Jackie Chan: "It's just because you are a dog and no one cares about you, an old dog with no future, that they will treat you like a dog.
Do you know what happens when a dog is killed by a wolf?"
Ding Qing asked Jackie Chan to answer, but Jackie Chan just gritted his teeth and stared at him bitterly.
"Either you shoot this wolf to death, or you have to beg me to give me good meat to eat, beg me not to go hungry, beg me not to bite them to death!"
"A dog?"
Ding Qing sneered: "If you die, you will die."
He took two steps back, sat back on his chair, and turned to look at Lin Wei: "Xiao Lin, do you understand?"
"I understand—I never thought of myself as a dog."
After Lin Wei finished speaking, Ding Qing laughed: "I know, I know very well that you Xiba guy has always been a hungry wolf, and you don't even have enough to eat."
"Brother, I haven't eaten enough yet, so I can't say for sure." Lin Wei argued.
Ding Qing laughed loudly: "Then eat big! From today on, no one wants to let us go hungry!"
His voice was deafening, and the veins in his neck were exposed.
This was the first time Lin Wei saw Ding Qing so high-spirited and domineering.