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Text Chapter 1913: Money moves people¡¯s hearts

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    Not only Master Ming, but also several people behind him saw the bodyguard's strange behavior.

    Then he looked at the other brown color besides the white shirt, and it turned out to be a gun holster.

    A black gun handle can also be seen inside the holster.

    No one thinks this is fake.

    So they all took a breath of air.

    ¡°The person with the gun who cannot speak Cantonese is definitely not a plainclothes police officer on duty, and may not even be a Hong Konger.

    "If Hong Kong people can openly carry guns in Hong Kong, then their identityor the identity of their master is absolutely amazing and expensive!"

    That¡¯s right.

    There is a difference between carrying a gun and holding a gun.

    If the killers are not confident, they will just put the gun in their waist or hide it in their bag.

    "This is obviously the way the police and bodyguards with professional gun licenses wear them. It is absolutely confidence-inspiring. People are not afraid of the police at all."

    Mr. Ming is a member of the Taoist community, so he naturally has a keen eye.

    ????????????????????????????????????? away out, no matter how powerful they are, they are just a few fierce people who come to Hong Kong to seek life. They are duckweeds without a foundation.

    But now it¡¯s obvious that people are made of iron or even steel. Not to mention him, even the person behind him can only kneel down.

    It is indeed a test of skill to change from an arrogant smile to a flattering expression. Master Ming always thought that he was strong, but it only took him three seconds to change to this completely different expression.

    "Brothers, look at my bad mouth, I really deserve a beating! I deserve a beating!" Master Ming said in broken Mandarin, while nodding and bending, and gently slapping his face with his hand.  Keeping an eye on the bodyguards, he was prepared to use more force if they were dissatisfied.

    "It's nothing if you hit yourself, but if you ask others to hit you, it's not a slap in the face."  If you don't pay attention, your hands and feet will be broken, and there is no place to explain.

    "roll!"

    The bodyguard didn¡¯t have him in his eyes at all, and he drank in a cold voice again.

    "Okay, okay, I won't disturb you anymore, sorry, sorry!"

    The bald man smiled shyly like a young man.  His subordinates had no intention of despising him.

    It¡¯s no longer Hong Kong in the 1970s and 1980s. Who has nothing to do with a gun?

    Being able to protect yourself and make a lot of money is what the new generation of gangsters should pursue!

    "Wait a moment!"

    Mr. Ming was turning around to leave when he suddenly heard a clear voice.  Still speaking Cantonese.

    His heart skipped a beat, and he wanted to pretend not to hear it and move forward, but suddenly he saw several more men in black flash out from the side following the shout, blocking his way forward.

    Looking at the identical clothes, the slightly bulging hardness under the armpits of the thin suit, and the almost identical tough and indifferent aura, the bald man's sweat immediately started to flow.

    Mother!

    This time I came out to make extra money.  The danger is really great!

    Having no other choice, he could only turn around and saw where several bodyguards had stepped aside.  Two teenagers came over.

    ¡° One is the young man in a red T-shirt and jeans that he is looking for, and the other is the young man who just had dinner with him and looked up at him a few times. He looks like he is only in his twenties.

    "Come, let's talk."

    Xiao Qi looked at them and smiled.  He and Yang Xue walked aside first.

    Five or six bodyguards gathered around and asked Mr. Ming to pass alone.  But he watched his men.

    One of Master Ming¡¯s men tried to struggle impatiently, but finally stretched out his hand.  He was neatly put down to the ground.

    When he saw him being beaten unconscious without a word, and the bodyguard who struck him was as casual as trampling an ant to death, the anger in Master Ming's heart immediately disappeared. His whole body trembled, and his face was filled with tears.  It's a flattering smile.

    "What's your name?" Xiao Qi asked calmly while standing in the corner.

    Xiao Qi is very tall. Although Mr. Ming is fat and powerful, he is only about 170cm tall. As a result, Xiao Qi's words are quite condescending.

    "My name is Qin Xiaoming, you can just call me A Ming." Mr. Ming's broken Mandarin is difficult to understand, but when he deliberately spells out the words clearly, there is no big obstacle.

    "Who sent you to find him?" Xiao Qi pointed at Yang Xuedao.

    "I" Qin Xiaoming wanted to distinguish between two sentences, but seeing Xiao Qi's sharp eyes, he couldn't even tell a lie.

    "Since you walked hereAlong the road, my eyes searched around the sheds here, and then stared directly at him, unchanged.  Xiao Qi said calmly: "And if I read it correctly, there is a kind of cat-and-mouse playful complacency in your smile. Could it be that such an expression was caused by an accidental encounter or a misunderstanding?"  "

    Qin Xiaoming was sweating profusely.

    This young man can analyze so much just by looking at himself from a distance. He is simply a monster!

    Xiao Qi continued to exert pressure: "Say it, and I can let you go. But if you don't say it, can you explain whether you lost your left and right hands due to an accident, or your left and right feet?"

    Qin Xiaoming¡¯s heart tightened.

    He knows the tempers of these young men.

    Laws and morals are nothing in their eyes. It just depends on whether they are happy or not.

    ¡°If I really don¡¯t satisfy this young master today, then even if something doesn¡¯t happen tomorrow, something will happen the day after tomorrow¡­ Even if nothing happens, it¡¯s not something anyone can bear to be worried and scared all day long.

    "Mr. Zhu asked me to come!" After making a choice, Qin Xiaoming quickly made a decision, "He asked me to tie up this little brother and force him to give up the expensive calligraphy and painting at a low price."

    "Um?"

    Yang Xue¡¯s face turned ugly: ¡°What does Mr. Zhu look like?¡±

    "Very thin and dark, with very little hair." Qin Xiaoming sold cleanly. "He was originally from 14x, Zi Duitou. He has successfully landed in the country over the years, but he is still inextricably linked to gangs.  . This time we asked our boss to come forward and ask us to do this at a cost of 1 million. "

    "Good guy, it's not easy to tie someone up for 1 million." Xiao Qi laughed.

    Yang Xue was very upset, "Why are these people in Hong Kong so unruly? They dare to do this for tens of millions of dollars! If it's hundreds of millions of dollars, wouldn't they have to kill people and steal the goods?"

    Qin Xiaoming laughed dryly and did not dare to answer.

    Xiao Qi nodded: "100 million things, let alone Hong Kong. It's the same in the mainland, and it's similar abroad. Money moves people's hearts Look, it's only 1 million now, wouldn't there be people who dare to have evil intentions?  Of course, if you were from Hong Kong, he wouldn¡¯t do this. He is clearly bullying you because he thinks you are a wealthy person from mainland China!¡±

    Qin Xiaoming¡¯s face turned dark, but he could only giggle and say nothing.

    "Then what should we do?" Yang Xuewen asked Xiao Qi.

    He is not afraid of kidnapping at all. Xiao Qi sent him a dozen elite bodyguards from the Fairy Company just to prevent this kind of thing.

    If it weren¡¯t for coming to Xiao Qi¡¯s side, those bodyguards would definitely not let him go out alone.  So even if others have some evil intentions, they can't do it.

    It¡¯s just that Yang Xue hates this person very much and feels that letting such a person get into the circle of antique collecting circles is simply an insult to everyone!

    Xiao Qi hates others attacking the people around him the most. Yang Xue is one of Xiao Qi's two best friends. Xiao Qi finally rescued him from his tragic fate, but now he sees others trying to attack him again.  Naturally, the anger was greater than him.

    After making a phone call.  Xiao Qi and Yang Xue continued to sit and eat, but Qin Xiaoming and others could not leave yet, under the "care" of several bodyguards.  They could only stand in the corner, their faces ugly and a little uneasy.

    The men who were knocked unconscious just now are now awake, but they still look dazed.

    Looking at his stunned look, and then thinking about the guns equipped by others, Qin Xiaoming and others had no choice at all.

    More than ten minutes passed.  The atmosphere was so oppressive that one of his subordinates asked Qin Xiaoming in a low voice: "Boss, when can we leave?"

    "How do I know?" Qin Xiaoming lowered his head and spoke expressionlessly, "Damn it, I should have known better than to take a trip into this muddy water."

    "They are not looking for the police, are they?" a subordinate asked innocently.

    "Idiot! The person he was looking for just now was 'Boss Yan, don't you understand?'" Qin Xiaoming slapped him on the head.

    "Haha, I really don't understand Mandarin. It sounds awkward to speak." The subordinate begged for mercy.

    "Who is this Boss Yan? Is he from our street?" Another subordinate asked doubtfully, "Why haven't I heard of him?"

    "Why haven't you heard of it?" The subordinate just now sneered: "Isn't there just one boss, Yan Cheng Long Yan?"

    "You guys are really good at joking!" Qin Xiaoming hit him again in a funny and angry tone, "Who is Boss Yan? Can he just call him a mainlander? Do you think he is Xiao Qi?ah?  idiot!  "

    "Oldoldold" Suddenly, a subordinate standing at the edge stuttered so much that he almost fainted, "You, look!"

    Qin Xiaoming and others followed his fingers and looked over, and what they saw in shock was that it was Yan Chenglong and several of his men who hurriedly walked down the slope.

    "Fk!"

    Qin Xiaoming immediately grabbed the guy next to him, "You bastard! Why does your mouth smell so bad? Are you going to kill me? I'll kill you!"

    "Ahuh"

    That guy was also unlucky. He was pinched so hard by Qin Xiaoming that he almost suffocated.

    Fortunately, a few men nearby pulled Qin Xiaoming's hand away, but at this time, he collapsed on the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.

    "let me go!"

    Qin Xiaoming was going crazy with a red face, when Yan Chenglong happened to pass by him. Yan Chenglong glanced at him with cold eyes. Qin Xiaoming felt as if a bucket of ice water was poured on his forehead. Not only did his anger disappear,  , and his whole body started to tremble all of a sudden.

    What kind of evil have I done!

    Mr. Ming was about to cry but had no tears, so he patted his head with his hands, and his whole body became sad.  (To be continued)

    ps: It¡¯s Christmas Eve today. Brothers, if you have some tender cabbage to nibble on, you can seize the opportunity!  As an old couple, I wish you happiness every year!
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