It was now this time, and Ni Yongxiao had no choice but to pretend to be dead anymore, "Ah Qing, your behavior is not in line with the rules at all."
Zhao Qing became amused, "Rules? What are rules? Those made by the strong and followed by the weak are called rules."
Zhao Qing straightened his clothes and pulled up his collar, "Sorry, I am the rule here. You just need to abide by it. And although I don't have much evidence, I can't arrest you all directly."
Get up, but as long as you are engaged in the drug industry for one day, I, Zhao Qing, will kill you!"
What Zhao Qing said was quite domineering and unceremonious. He said so and he did the same.
Zhao Qing flicked the cigarette in his hand twice in the ashtray, then grabbed the big ashtray and walked towards Wen Zheng step by step.
Seeing Zhao Qing walking towards him step by step like this, Wen Zheng was a little trembling in his heart, "You, what do you want to do! There are so many people watching here! I'm going to call the police!"
Zhao Qing smiled slightly, then suddenly grabbed the ashtray and pulled it out with a big scratching motion.
Although Wen Zheng realized that something was wrong, he instinctively stretched out his hand to block it, but it was his temporary block that could withstand Zhao Qing's huge blow.
With a "pop", Wen Zheng was slapped to the ground. His whole face was red, and he started to bleed immediately. He was completely stunned.
Zhao Qing took the ashtray and looked at it carefully. There was not even a small bump, just a little bloodshot. He took another puff of cigarette and said, "Ah Xiao, the quality of this ashtray at your home is good. This is
Is it made of crystal?”
Zhao Qing's action was something no one expected. This ashtray was quite heavy, and Zhao Qing still used so much strength. If Wen Zheng hadn't instinctively blocked it with his hand and hit him directly on the head.
, and may even beat the person to death on the spot.
Wen Zheng's younger brother, who had been standing behind, immediately rushed over, "You are a policeman, so you are great! The police can beat people at will! Believe it or not, I will file a complaint against you!"
As he spoke, he squatted down and helped Wen Zheng, who was already dizzy from being beaten, up.
Zhao Qing smiled at him and said, "Yes, the police are great. You are a very loyal brother. Unfortunately, you are with the wrong person. Xiaowu, please deal with it."
"good!"
Just after saying the word "good", Gu Xiaowu suddenly took out a gun from his pocket and shot the boy twice in the stomach. It didn't look like there was any danger to his life.
, but the person was also directly knocked to the ground.
Wen Zheng, who had just been helped halfway by him, had no support from behind, and his whole body "thumped" again, and his head hit the ground hard again.
As for Gu Xiaowu, after firing two shots, he put the gun away and started smoking calmly again, as if the person who had just shot was not him at all.
The boss is a lunatic, and the younger brother in his hands is also a lunatic. This situation is very difficult for Ni Yongxiao. Damn, this guy Zhao Qing doesn't play according to the routine at all.
And after hearing the gunfire, a group of young men rushed in quickly. However, after rushing in, they looked at the situation at the scene and found that no one dared to move or speak.
Ni Yongxiao yelled at Zhao Qing, "Ah Qing, do you have to do things so absolutely!"
Zhao Qing shook his head, "In front of so many people, you directly targeted me and made it impossible for me to get off the stage. Don't I, Zhao Qing, want to lose face?"
Fortunately, Wen Zheng was already unconscious and couldn't hear Zhao Qing's words, otherwise he would have spit out another mouthful of blood.
Zhao Qing looked at Ni Yongxiao slowly, "Ah Xiao, there is no discussion about the management fee. It is already October. I am also considering it in a humane way. I will not charge the management fee for the first half of this year, but for the next
You must pay me half the management fee for half a year! Not a penny less!"
"Also, from today on, I, Zhao Qing, will keep an eye on all of you. Anyone who deals in drugs should improve my technical skills. Don't use the same old trading methods. That is already outdated and should be eliminated.
.”
"Remember one thing, don't fall into my hands, otherwise I will definitely skin you!"
After saying these words, Zhao Qing shouted to his third uncle again, "Third uncle, please get two packing boxes and pack this pot of abalone porridge for me. Although it will get cold later, it is delicious.
It’s different compared to others.”
Suddenly, Zhao Qing seemed to remember something, "By the way, Boss Gandhi, come with me to the side. I have something I want to ask you for help with."
Hearing Zhao Qing's roll call, Gandhi was a little surprised, "What you, Sir Zhao, can't handle, I, Gandhi, must be even more incapable of doing it."
Zhao Qing looked at him with a smile, "Then you can't get through?"
"Come, come! It is my great honor to be able to help Sir Zhao."
After finishing speaking, Gandhi followed Zhao Qing to the sofa next to him and sat down.
Zhao Qing gently reported an address, "This should be your warehouse of Gandhi. I found it some time ago, but I have never done anything to him."
Just such a light word made Gandhi break into a cold sweat. He knew what was in his warehouse. It can be said that if Zhao Qing wanted to capture him, it would be a matter of minutes, "Zhao Qing said.
Sir, if you have any orders, just tell me."
"There are two people in the prison. I need you, Boss Gandhi, to help me deal with them. They..."
After hearing what Zhao Qing said, Gandhi broke out in a cold sweat. No wonder Zhao Qing had been in such a good mood some time ago. It turned out that his wife was pregnant with a baby, but it was because of the two robbers who died miserably.
He actually messed up everything, so Zhao Qing came to the door in such a bad mood.
"Don't worry, Sir Zhao. I will definitely take care of this matter. If the King of Hell wants him to die at the third watch, who dares to leave anyone alive until the fifth watch?"
Seeing Gandhi's affirmative answer, Zhao Qing also nodded, "Okay, then I will believe you once. Also, I will give you three days to move this warehouse, but don't finish everything in it. What?
You have to leave some business for me, right?"
Hearing that Zhao Qing had given him three days, Gandhi burst into tears and said, "Thank you, thank you, Sir Zhao. Don't worry, I will let you hear the good news within three days."