At eight o'clock in the evening, when night fell and the lights were on, Liu Ziguang was still surfing the Internet in the office. Suddenly he heard a noise outside the window. He looked up and saw a big man lying outside the window. It was Hu Guang, who had failed in the interview during the day.
The window was open, and Hu Guang jumped in quickly. His 1.8-meter body was actually quite dexterous. Liu Ziguang didn't show any surprise on his face. He pointed to the sofa and said, "Sit down."
Hu Guang sat on the sofa, glaring at Liu Ziguang with two bright eyes. His smoothly shaved scalp glowed green under the chandelier. He looked like a gangster. If he wanted to put aside ordinary people, it would be too early.
I was so scared that I couldn't sit still.
Liu Ziguang said: "How did you know that I would be waiting for you in the office at eight o'clock?"
Hu Guang said: "Use your fingers to make a horoscope and tap it on the table a few times, and then I will understand."
Liu Ziguang secretly thought that this kid was really smart, with meticulous observation and good skills, but his personality was too unruly. If he could be controlled, he would be a capable general, so he smiled and said: "You are not Monkey Sun, and I am not Patriarch Bodhi. My company
I can’t take you in, but I can use you. You go back and pack your things, and I’ll go south with you tomorrow to do some business.”
The next morning, two cars were ready to go in the parking lot in front of the company. One was a newly purchased 19-seater Iveco, and the other was a Cayenne left by Lord Tiger. Large SUVs like this are more comfortable to drive for long distances.
There were eight brothers who went south with Mr. Liu. They were all carefully selected top-notch people. They were strong and handsome, tall and powerful, and had excellent eyesight. This trip to Shenzhen had two purposes. One was to buy an airplane.
, but to train pilots. For this auction, Liu Ziguang prepared more than two million acceptance bills and bank cashier's checks, as well as one million in cash. He didn't bring a few tough guys there, for fear of not being able to control the scene.
These brothers are all candidates for pilots.
In order to purchase a plane, Liu Ziguang also set up a company called Kestrel Tourism Development Co., Ltd. The business scope was very vague. It included aerial sightseeing, exploration and mapping, agricultural and forestry sowing and pesticide spraying. He just waited for the plane to arrive and flex his muscles.
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The layout of Ivekoli has been modified. Half of the 19 seats were removed and aluminum alloy folding tables were installed. I bought a lot of mineral water, beer, beef jerky, chicken feet, tea, eggs, peanuts and other snacks for snacks on the way.
Have a few drinks to pass the long journey.
The car drove out of the community. Hu Guang was standing at the door with his luggage on his back. Iveco slowed down and opened the door. Hu Guang jumped in. He looked at the people in the car and didn't say hello. He just found a seat and sat down.
Come down.
He doesn't like to communicate with others, and others don't pay attention to him. He just goes by without saying anything.
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All the way south, we took the expressway, and the scenery outside the car window was endless. It was still warm spring when we left Jiangbei City, and it was already early summer when we arrived in Guangdong.
After all, this is a developed province, and the traffic flow on the highway has obviously increased. Luxury cars such as Mercedes-Benz and BMW are like crucian carp crossing the river. From time to time, stylish sports cars roar past, including many internationally renowned brands, such as Ivecon and other Jiangbei locals.
Tiao clicked his tongue again and again, excited, eating side dishes and drinking small wine. For them, the trip south was a joyful wild outing.
Only Hu Guang's face was solemn and restless, which further proved Liu Ziguang's judgment that this kid definitely had a case on his body, maybe there was also a life lawsuit, and he was committed in the south.
The traffic flow was turbulent. Bei Xiaoshuai's Cayenne was powerful and fast. It was three kilometers away from the Iveco. From a distance, the car was no longer visible. Liu Ziguang was a little worried because all the cash was in the Cayenne. He was about to pick up the walkie-talkie.
After calling, Xiaobei's voice rang on the intercom: "Oh, there was a car accident.
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Xiaobei was driving alone, and the Cayenne with a foreign license plate was driving left and right in the traffic. Unknowingly, two old cars with local license plates came up to it, sandwiching it one behind the other.
The car deliberately slowed down, and the car behind him turned on his turn signal to indicate that he wanted to overtake. Xiaobei was always impatient, so when he saw this, he turned on his left turn signal and accelerated in order to overtake. Who knew that the car in front suddenly stopped using his turn signal and changed lanes? Xiaobei was too late.
After reacting, he simply bumped into him.
The car that was hit was an old Toyota Camry. The quality was not bad. After being kissed on the butt by the Cayenne, only the rear bumper fell off. The driver opened the window and yelled a few words in Cantonese at the Cayenne.
, Bei Xiaoshuai looked fierce and scolded directly in Jiangbei dialect: ", can you drive?"
When the other party heard his foreign accent, he smiled inexplicably and said in Cantonese Mandarin: "Brother, let's go down to the service area and deal with it."
Bei Xiaoshuai nodded. The service area was right in front of him. The other party drove in first. Bei Xiaoshuai also drove in along the ramp. The old Mazda behind him also followed quietly, still maintaining a flanking posture.
After arriving at the service area, all four doors of the Camry were opened, and five men walked out. Although they were lean and short, their appearance and temperament were so familiar. Bei Xiaoshuai curled his lips and smiled. It turned out that he encountered a collision on the highway.
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The Mazda was parked diagonally in the back. The car's film was very dark, but looking at the suspension, you could tell that there were at least four men sitting in the car. The two cars were obviously from the same group. They belonged to the local underworld and specialized in looking for luxury cars with foreign license plates on the road.
They use porcelain to extract money, and if they don’t give it, they rob it.
Bei Xiaoshuai got out of the car timidly, his face turned pale, and he looked like a frightened second generation ancestor. He stammered: "Boss, you have something to say."
The five men were obviously locals. They were all wearing tight-fitting T-shirts and gold chains hanging around their necks. Seeing that Bei Xiaoshuai was alone, they stopped blackmailing and came directly to rob. The staff in the service area and those who stopped to rest
The truck drivers watched from a distance, and no one came to help. No one noticed that an Iveco also drove into the service area.
Two men came over and pushed Bei Xiaoshuai to the corner and stood there. The other three people got in the car and searched it. They found the aluminum alloy password box containing cash. It was quite heavy when shaken. The bandits' eyes suddenly lit up.
Bei Xiaoshuai pushed him over and asked him to open the box and take a look.
Bei Xiaoshuai pretended to be panicked, took the lockbox, and hit the person closest to him in the face. The corners of the metal lockbox were very hard, and blood immediately spattered everywhere. The man's nose was broken on the spot, and there was blood.
Spewed out, and the others were about to react, they found a group of burly men approaching not far away, all wearing baseball caps, sunglasses, leather flight jackets, and holding baseball bats in their hands.
The bandits were clever enough to run away when the situation turned against them. The service area was such a big place, and there were no alleys to drill into like in the city, and they couldn't escape. They were all caught and taken back.
The Mazda wanted to speed away, and Bei Xiaoshuai hurriedly shouted: "They are in a group!" But at this moment, everyone was far away from the car, and it was too late to chase after it. It was too late, and then Iveco reversed quickly.
, directly smashed the front of the Mazda. A 1.8-meter strong man jumped out of the car, wielded a swing stick and knocked down all four people who ran out of the Mazda. Blood flowed all over the ground, and their condition was very miserable.
That man was Hu Guang, who had been silent all this time. He solved the four people and ran over to Liu Ziguang and said: "These people are local and have been doing this business for many years. They are familiar with both gangsters and white gangsters. Wait until they call for help."
Can’t leave anymore.”
Liu Ziguang nodded and said, "Hurry up and leave!"
The brothers swung baseball bats and hit him hard on the head and face, punctured all four tires of the Camry, and then drove away. After a long time, two cars with local license plates came belatedly and carried the injured away.
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After this battle, everyone had a better impression of Hu Guang, and they all patted him on the shoulder and said, "Man, your tactics are quite dark!"
Hu Guang smiled shyly and said nothing.
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After continuing on the road and driving for a while, Bei Xiaoshuai said that the water tank was boiling. It was probably the result of the collision just now. Iveco's rear taillight was also seriously damaged. It was very unsafe to drive on the highway. In addition, it was getting late. Liu Ziguang had to order
Take the next exit to repair the vehicle.
After getting off the highway, there was a small town with southern characteristics not far away. There was a banner on the road "xx town welcomes you". I found a car repair shop. The workers said that Iveco was easy to repair, but there were no spare parts for Cayenne, so I had to wait for a while.
When the time came, Bei Xiaoshuai asked how many days they needed to wait, and the other party said that it would be tomorrow. So everyone left the car and walked to the Humen Hotel not far away to stay.
We opened a few guest rooms and then went downstairs to eat. When we were ordering food in the lobby on the first floor, an off-road vehicle came outside and five big men jumped out of the vehicle. What was completely different from the local robbers we encountered on the road was that these people
He is a real burly man with stern eyes, his hair is shaved very short, and he does not have that flamboyant gold chain around his neck, but his waist is bulging.
Liu Ziguang and others immediately became alert, sitting silently at the table, with their hands on the swing sticks at their waists. Those who did not swing the sticks held the beer bottles and stared at the door eagerly.
The five people walked in with their heads held high. The leader was very tall, over thirty years old, and his sinister eyes were chilling. He glanced at the guests in the hall, and obviously noticed the tense posture of Liu Ziguang and others, but he didn't
His expression was lively and his eyes were very poisonous. He soon discovered that Liu Ziguang was the leader of the group. Two sharp gazes were directed at him. Liu Ziguang continued to talk and laugh, and slightly raised his glass to greet him.
"We are not in the same group." Liu Ziguang said softly to Bei Xiaoshuai.
"It doesn't look like him to me, his temperament is obviously different." Bei Xiaoshuai said with a sigh of relief.
The next four people walked in one after another, some carrying long large bags, and some carrying bags for fishing gear. It could be seen that these bags were very heavy. As the group passed through the hotel lobby, they all looked at Liu Ziguang and others.
I looked at it, first out of caution, then into contempt, and finally just stopped watching.
It's no wonder that the group of brothers brought out by Liu Ziguang were noisy like a group of college students. It was obvious at a glance that they were not the type to take a dangerous path.
The new guests opened three rooms. In the room opposite Liu Ziguang and the others, five people got on the elevator. After a while, four people came down and walked into the restaurant on the first floor to order. However, it was the peak dining period at the moment and the tables were full.
When everything was full, Liu Ziguang motioned to his men to give up a table, and the group sat down without saying thank you.
"Damn it. You have no education at all." Bei Xiaoshuai gritted his teeth and cursed. As soon as he finished speaking, the leading man came over with a glass of beer.
"Thanks, brother." The man's Mandarin was quite standard.
Liu Ziguang stood up, raised his glass of wine and said, "Nice to meet you. Are you from Hunan?"
The man smiled calmly and said, "How do you know?"
Liu Ziguang said: "I heard that my ancestors were also from Hunan."
Bei Xiaoshuai curled his lips and said to himself that you guys ordered a table of Hunan dishes, including fried pork with peppers and fish heads with chopped peppers. Even a fool can tell where you are from.
The man reached out to shake hands with Liu Ziguang. The moment he stretched out his right hand, Liu Ziguang could clearly see the black quick-draw gun holster under his arm. The pistol hammer was open eagerly, and it seemed that there was also a guy under his left armpit, and it was a guy.
What about the two-gun general who shoots his bow from left to right?
"Brother, what's your surname?" The man tried the strength in Liu Ziguang's hand and asked with a smile.
"The surname is Zhang." Liu Ziguang replied casually.
"Hey! My surname is Zhang, Zhang Baiqiang. What a coincidence, we were in the same family five hundred years ago."
"Fellow, are you coming to Guangdong to do business?"
"Yes, a few of us were workers from state-owned enterprises. After we were laid off, we started a business together. How about you, brother?"
"I haven't been in a serious workplace since I graduated. I led a bunch of brothers to earn a living outside."
The two shook hands vigorously, but their faces were full of smiles. Zhang Baiqiang's three men sat at the round table eating, sweating profusely without wiping their heads. Although they didn't look here, Bei Xiao
Shuai intuitively felt that their ears were paying attention to the movement here, and their clothes were all open, and when viewed from behind, they vaguely resembled the shape of gun handles.
"These days, it's hard to tell whether the country is surnamed capitalist or socialist. Alas..." Zhang Baiqiang sighed and raised the beer glass in his hand: "Brother, drink."
"Here is a toast to this nameless year." Liu Ziguang also raised his beer glass.