Chapter 63 The foreign gangs are so rude!
It's about two o'clock in the afternoon.

Lei Zhilan calmly put the barbell she had lifted high back down to the ground, exclaiming: "I didn't expect that just a few minutes of enjoyment would give me the strength to snatch more than 270 kilograms. If this hadn't happened to me, I would never have believed it."

“This is just the beginning…”

Cheng Long is very generous to his women. It is impossible for him to give only two or three portions of blood and essence energy to them. If he strengthens them casually, when he becomes wealthy in the future, Lei Zhilan, Zhu Wanfang, and even Mona may all become little supergirls.

Of course, that will most likely be a long time in the future.

After all, the prerequisite for satisfying Alan and others is to become stronger and not fear any external threats.

Before that, it is enough to let them have some self-protection ability.

"Brother Long, I finally understand why you have changed so much in the past period of time. One day, you even grew 6 or 7 centimeters taller. Don't think I didn't notice it. I have a sharp eye."

Lei Zhilan naturally attributed all the changes in Cheng Long to the Bloodthirsty Pearl.

It is right and it is wrong.

The Bloodthirsty Pearl has indeed played an important role in Cheng Long’s current strength.

But in his opinion, the Killing Technique had a greater contribution. Magic power was the source of power. Without magic power, the Bloodthirsty Pearl could not be activated.

The Bloodthirsty Pearl is just an auxiliary magic weapon on his path to growth.

The art of killing is the foundation of cultivation.

"Don't say anything for now, go wash your school uniform, Afang will be back soon." Cheng Long patted the arrogant Lei Zhilan, signaling her to quickly destroy the watermark on her clothes.

"Yeah, I'm going right now."

Sister Lei, feeling guilty and afraid of being discovered, quickly ran back to her room, picked up the clothes scattered on the floor, and went to the bathroom to wash them.

……

Nine p.m.

Brothers Wang Jianjun and Wang Jianguo, leading six comrades who followed them, stood in an uninhabited place at the Saigon Wharf.

Li Fu and three other people did not show up.

They were guarding the abandoned hut, and the four corrupt policemen headed by Lu Jun had been trying to find a way to escape these days.

Lu Jun was even willing to hand over all his property to redeem his life. For a moment, Wang Jianguo was shaken.

However, Inspector Lu's lies could fool Wang Jianguo, but not Li Fu, who seemed honest and dull but was actually shrewd.

The power of a senior superintendent of the Hong Kong City Police Force is no less than that of the head of a county bureau in the mainland. Letting him go will cause endless troubles.

What Li Fu does is not a one-time deal, but a long-term cooperation.

It's not like his head will be squeezed by the door to get the millions that Lu Jun has saved over the years, even at the risk of being wanted by the whole city.

The first time they kidnapped Lu Jun, there was no big commotion, all thanks to female inspector Luo Huan.

When I woke up, I found that the tens of millions of books that the department had lost were neatly placed under the living room floor. Anyone who saw it would have been worried.

At this time, Luo Huan certainly could not say loudly that Lu Jun was kidnapped last night and she was knocked unconscious by the kidnappers. Instead, she changed her statement to one that suited her personal interests.

Lu Jun fled for fear of punishment.

A senior police superintendent was involved in a drug-related incident, and three of his inspector-level subordinates disappeared. This is quite consistent with normal thinking logic. No matter who takes over this internal drug-related case, no one will question Luo Huan's statement.

"Brother, Lao Shuming is General Jinsha's man. If we arrest his subordinate, will it anger him?"

When the time came, Wang Jianguo was a little worried. General Jinsha was not a small character, but a warlord entrenched in the Golden Triangle with an army under his command.

There are all kinds of heavy weapons including helicopters, mortars, rockets, etc.

"What are you afraid of? Hong Kong is not the Golden Triangle. If he dares to bring people here, we will catch him and hand him over to the boss." Wang Jianjun looked nonchalant.

He does have the confidence.

Small warlords can only show off their power in chaotic places. If they run away, they are no different from ordinary drug dealers. They cannot carry helicopters, rocket launchers and other things with them.

Apart from having more guns and more people, there is no other advantage. Lao Wang has gone through a hail of bullets, so why should he be afraid of these?
I wish General Jinsha would get furious and bring out a few more people.

"Brother Jun, a boat is coming." Someone suddenly came forward and said.

Wang Jianjun, Wang Jianguo and others immediately perked up and looked at the sea with sharp eyes.

Soon, a fishing boat slowly came and docked at the shore.

Then, a big middle-aged man with a long beard came out surrounded by a group of people.

As expected, this person should be Lao Shu Mingliao.

"You are the ones who took Inspector Lu's goods?" Lao Shuming, with a belly full of fat intestines, looked gloomy and moody, and asked, "Do you know who this batch of goods belongs to?"

"You know, do you?"

Wang Jianguo replied calmly.

Lao Shuming actually brought 170 people with him. Converted into money, that would be million Hong Kong dollars. If this money is divided among a dozen people, each person can get more than Hong Kong dollars.

Thinking about it makes me excited.

He couldn't wait any longer.

"You know that and you still dare to ask me for money?"

Lao Shuming showed his ferocious side. Relying on his nearly two-meter height, he looked down at Wang Jianjun and his group.

If it were an ordinary person, he would not be able to withstand Lao Shuming's aura.

However, his pretentiousness was extremely ridiculous in front of Wang Jianjun, who couldn't help but sneer, "Lao Shuming, you and Lu Jun cooperated in drug trafficking, and the drugs were seized by the police. That was because you were incompetent. Now the drugs are in our hands, and you want to take them back without paying a penny. How can it be so easy?"

"Do you really think we are new here and don't know anything?"

"If you want the goods, you have to exchange them for real money. Otherwise, don't even think about taking a bag of powder back."

Lao Shuming blushed and said angrily: "I think you want to die!"

"Bang bang bang..."

As soon as Lao Shuming's men made a move, Wang Jianguo and other Vietnam War veterans drew their guns and shot without hesitation. In just one encounter, they killed more than a dozen people on the opposite side.

The remaining dozen or so people were so frightened that they dared not move.

boom!
Wang Jianjun shot Lao Shuming's palm and blew it up. He smiled sinisterly and said, "You dare to draw a gun in front of me? I think you are tired of living!"

"I..." Lao Shuming had no idea what was going on. His face was filled with confusion. How come so many of his men fell down in just one encounter? The remaining ones were so scared that they didn't dare to move.

What the hell, what kind of people are these!
Draw your gun and shoot, and nothing will miss.

Is this a case of scattered soldiers encountering special forces?

He just wanted his men to show their guns and intimidate the other party so that he could get back the goods that belonged to him!

How come the situation changed so suddenly?

"Brother, Lao Shuming doesn't seem to have brought any money. What should we do now?"

Wang Jianguo, holding two guns, has excellent marksmanship. In the first encounter, he has defeated three people. If his skills can keep up with Li Fu and Wang Jianjun, he will be a top soldier at least.

"Fuck, they want the goods without paying a penny. The foreign gangs are so rude."

"I thought I could make some extra money, but luckily we don't have any goods..."

Wang Jianjun cursed and said, "Tie them all up, take them all back."

Mouse Ming: “…”

You bastard, you are nothing but a bunch of bastards. You tricked us into coming here to rob you, and you still have the nerve to say that we are impolite?
Who is rude?

(End of this chapter)