Chapter 205 You continue
The carriage Huang Dahu rode was also imported from Anglia. Carriages of this style and style are rare locally.
The golden pendant ceiling is simple and exquisite.
On the pure black carriage, there is an protein-colored waistline drawn under the window.
This line was drawn by a professional craftsman. He held the paintbrush and his hands could not shake. He had to paint it in one go from the front to the rear of the car.
If there is a pause in the process, or the painting is crooked, the paint surface of the entire carriage will have to be replaced.
For this exquisite waistline, Huang Dahu paid 5,000 yuan.
At this moment, because there was no driver to control them, the two camels pulling the carriage gradually slowed down and stopped on the green belt on the roadside, nibbling grass in the flower beds from time to time, out of boredom.
In the carriage, Huang Dahu showed no fear on his face and tugged on his tie.
Then he took his checkbook and pen out of his pocket.
"Brother, I understand the emergency. The fact that you came to me proves your courage and skill. This money will be used as travel expenses for you. You can go to the bank to get it. I will not call the police."< br>
He wrote a few numbers in the checkbook, then tore off the paper and handed it to the man wearing red face makeup.
The red-faced man glanced at the number on the check and nodded: "I've heard that Boss Huang is a good man. I wonder if a thousand yuan is enough for you to play a round of mahjong?"
Huang Dahu's face was so cold that he wanted to shed tears. He said: "I, Stephen Huang, always say how much is what I say. I will not give anyone less or a penny more. If you want a thousand yuan, you can take it." Let's go and make friends
If it doesn't work, do whatever you want, but since you know who I am, you should know the relationship between He Lisheng and me. ”
"I came here because I knew it."
Huang Dahu suddenly seemed to understand something. He said coldly: "I just gave Long Gen money. Whether he chooses to sit in the restaurant or not is none of my business, and I will not help him choose this position.
I don't care which side you are from, it's none of my business if you want to fight or kill me. If I turn my face, I can even bring down the whole Heli Sheng! ”
The red-faced man made a disdainful sound, "Isn't it interesting that several of the gang members were fighting with each other, you cut me and I cut yours? Who do you think I am? I would come to visit you for such a stupid thing? ”
Huang Dahu was completely confused now, "Ah? Then what are you going to do?"
He laughed coldly. Huang Dahu couldn't tell whether the facial makeup was happy or angry for a moment. It would definitely not be a good expression for him anyway.
Suddenly, the laughter stopped, and the man said coldly: "134 Jordan Road is your property, right?"
The muscles on Huang Dahu's face twitched unnaturally, and after a pause, he said: "I have many properties. I have houses in the entire Hong Kong and Kowloon, from Mid-Levels to Mong Kok. I have no impression of the place you mentioned."
"No impression?"
The red-faced man snorted coldly, and a black blade quietly poked out of his sleeve, "You will remember it soon."
"Don't mess around, brother, if you have something to say, say it properly."
At this time, Huang Dahu became nervous. He whispered: "I don't think you are here for money, and you are not seeking revenge from me. You just asked me some things, right?"
What answered him was the sharp knife pressed against his neck. It was cold and sharp, causing goosebumps all over his back.
"Don't answer questions with questions."
"Yes yes yes..."
Huang Dahu didn't even dare to nod his head, so he had to tell the other party with his eyes that he would actively cooperate.
But the man suddenly stopped asking, put the knife back, put his hands in his sleeves, and sat quietly.
The man didn't speak, so Huang Dahu could only keep his mouth shut, not daring to make a loud sound.
"Right." He suddenly said, "Where did you go just now?" "What?"
The man wearing red face makeup glared at him and asked: "Why are you so stupid? I mean, what step did you just take?"
"Uh..."
Huang Dahu and the woman's faces suddenly turned red, almost redder than the facial makeup. He rubbed his hands and said, "It's just a matter of comparing skills at hand. I haven't yet..."
"Oh, that's just light, slow twisting and then picking, right?"
The red face nodded, "I understand, then you can continue to discuss, don't pay attention to me."
"Huh?"
"Ah!"
Two surprised shouts rang out in the carriage.
As soon as he finished speaking, there were rapid footsteps outside the carriage. The door was suddenly opened, and a man wearing a black shirt, black trousers, and a felt hat broke in with an ax in his hand.
"I'm going to attack you. You dare to rob Boss Huang's car, you're too old..."
Before he finished speaking, he let out a scream, flew backwards, and fell heavily to the ground.
"Close your eyes!"
Upon hearing the order, Huang Dahu and the woman immediately covered each other's eyes, daring not to let go.
Seeing this, the red-faced man nodded with satisfaction, and then took off the mask from his face, revealing a face with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and a nose as bold as a hanging nose.
The person who kidnapped Huang Dahu was Yin Xiu!
Yin Xiu grabbed the facial makeup and threw it out of the carriage. The roar of gunfire immediately sounded outside, scaring Huang Dahu and the woman to scream and shrink deeper inside.
Before the smoke dissipated, Yin Xiu ducked out, looking like a tiger and leopard roaming in the forest, weighing down the carriage.
He was like an out-of-arms shell. As soon as he got out, he ran into someone's arms.
He opened his hand and pushed, and the man flew back with a groan, knocking several other people behind him away, and there were sounds of broken muscles and bones.
At this time, another person raised his knife to chop, but Yin Xiu still didn't look at him. A series of afterimages were raised under his feet, and the person flew out before he could see clearly.
Then he slid to the other side in two steps, and pushed the man holding the gun between his ribs. The man's finger that was already on the trigger suddenly spasmed, and he couldn't pull it down, and he fell to the ground with a groan.
After knocking down several people in succession, a shrill sound of breaking wind sounded from behind Yin Xiu, followed closely by a sound like wind and thunder.
When he turned around, a fist was already hitting him in the face.
The fist reached halfway, and suddenly it seemed as if the hand had stretched out. It accelerated suddenly and jumped over. It seemed that it was caught off guard. The original speed was in slow motion.
Half-step collapse fist!
Yin Xiu's feet did not move, her body leaned back, and she punched out the fist without hesitation. It collided with the thundering fist, and there was a crisp sound between the joints.
The two of them each took a step back, and then the person opposite shouted in surprise: "Yin Xiu!?"
Yin Xiu looked up, the coldness in his eyes dissipated a little, but they were still cold.
The person standing opposite was Long Gen's goddaughter, the eldest son of the mourning family, No. 13 of Bolan Street.
(End of chapter)