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Text Chapter 1602 The storm is getting worse 7

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    Geng Zuo and Dong Yueting left the restaurant. Geng Zuo said: "These two guys are really greedy. Even if we agree to them today, 40% will not satisfy their appetite. Today they dare to ask for 40%.  If we dare to ask for 50% tomorrow, the company we have worked so hard to establish will become theirs.¡±

    Dong Yueting asked: "These two guys will never let go. How do you plan to deal with them?"

    Geng Zuo shook his head: "I don't know yet, let's wait and see what they do next."

    Dong Yueting nodded: "Okay, I want to see what methods they have."

    Geng Zuo murmured: "The trees want to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop. It's really a troubled time."

    Dong Yueting opened the door of a Mercedes-Benz and got in: "Some clowns who don't know the heights of the sky, how big can the wind blow?"

    Geng Zuo also got in the car, started the car and drove slowly towards the Jinlong Building: "Since we came here, there has been constant turmoil, and we don't know when it will calm down."

    Dong Yueting suddenly laughed, and Geng Zuo asked suspiciously: "What are you laughing at?"

    Dong Yueting said: "You said those two guys are brave enough to dare to reach out to our company. Haven't they investigated our background?"

    Geng Zuo said with a smile: "I must have investigated it, but most people only know that we are investors hired by the secretary of the Dahua Town Party Committee, and the registered legal person is still my name. Not many people know who the real boss of the company is.  . Those who know, namely Huang Pingyi and Mayor Liu, and the city¡¯s Secretary Feng and Mayor Qian who have been transferred know that the boss has a deep background, and it is impossible to connect the boss with the company.  , does Bao Xiaogang still have the guts to go to them and ask? Think about it, that Wu Yue has been in the province and doesn't know us at all, and Bao Yumin has just been transferred and has a dark eye on this place.  How many people can I get to know? Will anyone who knows the details of our company tell Bao Xiaogang?"

    Dong Yueting nodded: "It makes sense, but the two of them don't think about it. Can they touch such a large capital of our company?"

    Geng Zuo shook his head slightly: "You are underestimating those second generations. Their power should not be underestimated. If our company has a strong influence, just like Ruifeng Technology and Beishi Group, we can borrow the two of them  They don¡¯t dare. But now our company is just a newborn baby. No matter how big the capital is, it is too weak and has no influence at all. In their eyes, it is just a piece of fat that can be swallowed at any time.  That¡¯s all.¡±

    At this time, a middle-aged man wearing a black suit, hair wax on his head, a sallow complexion, sunken eyes, and dark circles walked into the only coffee shop in the county.  Judging from the sloppy way this guy walks and the look on his face, it looks like he has indulged in too much.

    As soon as the middle-aged man walked into the coffee shop, he saw Fan Hongyi sitting alone in the inner corner.  He quickly walked over and sat opposite Fan Hongyi.

    "Master Fan!"

    Fan Hongyi was stirring the coffee with a spoon and said without raising his head: "How is it?"

    The middle-aged man said angrily: "They are all unruly people. I increased the investment capital by 50%, but they all disagreed. Mr. Fan, those people are toasting instead of eating and being fined. I think I'm going to kill them."  One or two, they will be honest."

    Fan Hongyi suddenly raised his head, stared at the middle-aged man and said coldly: "Remember, don't say such words again, and you can't do such things."

    The middle-aged man felt the coldness in Fan Hongyi's eyes, and a cold air ran down his spine to the top of his head.

    "FanMr. Fan, I knowI know."

    Fan Hongyi snorted coldly: "It's good to know. Now the big guys in Beijing are paying attention to this, and some things have not yet touched the red line. If someone really dies and affects the development of Dahua, the higher-ups will definitely be furious. Once they come down to investigate  , Don¡¯t say it¡¯s you, even I can¡¯t handle it.¡±

    Cold sweat ran down the face of the middle-aged man. This guy used to be a gangster. Later, Fan Hongyi saw that he was a little clever and recruited him to become the spokesperson.  No matter what happens, this guy is the one who comes forward, while Fan Hongyi hides behind.  Things like this are often done by force and robbery. If you are obedient, you are good to me and everyone is good to you.  The disobedient ones can¡¯t even find their bones now.  That's why he wanted to kill the chicken to scare the monkey as he did before.  But after hearing Fan Hongyi's words, he was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat.  I'm glad I didn't act on my own, otherwise a disaster would have been imminent.  Based on his understanding of Fan Hongyi, there was no need to send people from above to arrest him. Fan Hongyi would have to skin him and then die without any evidence.

    For a while, no one spoke. After more than half an hour, Fan Hongyi finished the cup of coffee, stood up and said, "You go to the river pool for now, don't you?"I'm going to show up here, and I'll let you know if something happens.  "After that, he walked away.

    Seeing Fan Hongyi leave, the middle-aged man let out a sigh of relief. This half hour was really difficult for him.

    "Waiter, bring me a cup of coffee."

    Night came quietly, and more than a dozen containers drove into a casting factory in the Dahua Town Development Zone under the cover of darkness, and workers carried goods to the vehicles overnight.

    A security guard took the opportunity to go to the toilet and made a phone call, then wandered back.

    At around three o'clock in the morning, all the goods were loaded, and more than ten containers quietly drove out of the factory gate and disappeared into the night.

    In Hechi, Gao Yinghao stood in front of the window, looking at the dark night outside and said with a sneer: "Interesting, do they think they can send the freight out in the middle of the night? How naive." After speaking, he turned around and looked at the man standing behind him.  Hei Donkey, "Is everything arranged?"

    Hei Donkey smiled and said, "Don't worry, young master, they can't run away."

    In the night, more than a dozen containers were speeding along Provincial Highway 314. Five kilometers away from the Lanhai Expressway, an unlicensed van and two Poussins turned out on a side road, following closely behind more than a dozen containers.  .

    About five or six minutes later, on a relatively remote section of the road, more than a dozen containers stopped.  It turned out that there was a car accident ahead and two vans were scratched.

    At this time, the van and Poussin who were following closely behind him crossed the middle of the road, and then a shirtless big man got out of Poussin, carrying a long knife and wearing slippers.  This guy shaved his head, and there seemed to be something tattooed on his bald head. From a distance, it looked like a pile of shit on top of his head. Only when he looked closer did he realize that it was a coiled snake.  The most eye-catching thing is that this guy has a red gauze tied on his head.  Immediately after, more than ten people got off the van and another Poussin, all holding machetes and steel pipes in their hands, and all had red gauze scarves tied on their heads.

    At this time, the drivers of the two vans in front were arguing, but they stopped arguing when they saw the bald man.  A guy pinched his thumb and middle finger together and put it in his mouth. A loud whistle sounded across the sky in the night.

    With a whoop, forty or fifty big men with machetes and steel pipes sprang out from the darkness on both sides of the road. Without exception, they all had red gauze tied on their heads.

    A guy with a deer head and rat eyes appeared behind the bald man. He looked at a dozen containers and rolled his eyes cross-eyed.

    "Hall Master, it seems that the value of this ticket is not small."

    The bald man laughed loudly: "You thief, go and ask the brothers to get the drivers out, and then check the goods to see what they are."

    "Okay!" Thief Rat waved his machete: "Brothers, get out all the gasping people in the car. If anyone is not convinced, just wipe him out and check the goods."

    Fifty or sixty people, armed with machetes and steel pipes, pounded on the car doors: "Damn it, don't pretend to be dead, get out of the car."

    The door opened, the driver jumped out of the car, and then stood aside consciously.  No one spoke or resisted.

    The bald man looked at the drivers and frowned.  I felt something was wrong, but I couldn't put my finger on what was wrong.

    At this time, someone had already opened the container and saw that it was all precision castings. Everyone screamed with excitement.

    Thief Rat ran over and said with a smile: "Master, they are all precision castings. The goods for more than ten cars must cost 20 to 30 million anyway."

    But the bald man didn¡¯t seem to hear his words, and his eyes never left the dozen or so drivers.  Suddenly two screams rang out, looking shrill and terrifying in the night.

    The bald man trembled and suddenly looked back. He saw two brothers who were inspecting the goods of the last car. They were staring with frightened eyes, covering their necks with their hands, and blood was flowing out from their fingers.

    "Ahahah"

    Screams suddenly sounded from behind. The bald man turned around suddenly and saw a dozen drivers, holding daggers with a cold light in their hands, massacring his brothers expressionlessly.  Yes, it's massacre.  The dozen or so people were flashing rapidly in the crowd. Every time they raised their hands, someone would have their throat cut and fall to the ground screaming.

    The bald man finally understood what was wrong, because ordinary people would not be afraid when they met them and saw machetes in their hands. However, those drivers were too calm just now, and they were too calm to be human.

    "Kill!" Those big men finally came to their senses in shock, raised their weapons and started to fight back.

    For a time, there was the sound of the collision of cold weapons and screams.  The bald man also reflected that he knew that someone had plotted against him today and he had fallen into someone else's trap.  With a roar, the wrist holding the long knife flipped, and suddenly he threw it outwards. The long knife was like the night sky.With a sudden movement, he walked straight towards a young man with a pale face, slightly long hair, a cold aura, and a thin figure.

    Because the young man was wearing a black glove with a metallic luster on his right hand, his brothers would definitely suffer broken bones and tendons as long as they were caught by him.

    "Ding!"

    There was a sound of metal clashing, and the young man's right hand drew an afterimage in the night sky, grabbing the long knife flying towards him.  Then he looked up, with a strange cold light shining in his eyes.

    I saw the five fingers of his right hand exert force, and with a bang, the long knife made of fine steel was cut into pieces by him.  Then his left foot touched the ground, his body quickly spun in a circle, and the long knife he pinched was thrown out violently.

    The two points of cold light flew back quickly, the tip of the knife went straight to the bald man's throat, and the handle of the knife hit the bald man's chest.

    The pupils of the bald man shrank sharply, and he exerted force on his feet. The slippers under his feet snapped. Unable to withstand the strong pressure, the slippers were crushed to pieces by him.  His body rose into the air, and the handle of the knife passed by his feet with a sharp roar.  His upper body twisted strangely, his abdomen shrank, and the tip of the knife pierced his stomach, bringing up a drop of blood.  !  !  !
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