Inside the car, guns had already been distributed to everyone.
The young man who helped to divide the guns was called Daliang, and he was also from the Kong family. At this time, while he was loading bullets into the gun, he asked, "Brother, is this guy we caught useful?"
Kong Zhenghui put down his phone and explained, "The person who is in contact with Xiaoqi is called Liu Dongyu. I showed you his information before. This guy has a partner, Fu Lin. The two of them have known each other for about seven or eight years. According to the information Zhou Tonghui told me, this guy is a gambler and has appeared in the casino recently. Let's go and wait for him and use him to hook Liu Dongyu."
The Zhou family has always had extensive connections in the gray industry, and the entire family has been rooted in District 1 for nearly a hundred years, so they are very well-informed within the Chinese community.
In addition, the business of asset transfer is not very large, so Zhou Tonghui was able to find their information so quickly.
Kong Zhenghui waved his hand: "Drive to the casino."
"good!"
The convoy set off slowly and headed towards its destination.
…
In a gray area somewhere in District 2, there are many bars and underground casinos.
These casinos do not have legal procedures and can only operate secretly.
One of the underground casinos was located next to a street. From the outside, it looked like an ordinary warehouse, but there were security guards at the door.
Kong Zhenghui and his companions sat in the car, parked at the nearby intersection, and waited quietly for their target.
Due to its remote location, there are not many people around, and occasionally customers drive over and go in to gamble.
After a while, the door of the casino opened with a bang, and a short, middle-aged Chinese man with a big belly walked out.
This person was Fu Lin, and he looked unhappy because he had lost a lot of money. He walked hurriedly towards the parking lot.
Kong Zhenghui saw him and immediately waved his hand and said, "Get him!"
As soon as the words fell, all the young men in the car pulled the trigger on their guns, ready to fire.
“Crash!”
Kong Zhenghui got out of the car wearing a mask. Then he pretended to be a customer and walked slowly towards the casino.
The two of them met each other quickly. Kong Zhenghui suddenly stepped forward, put his arms around his neck, and whispered in his ear, "Fu Lin, right? I have something to talk to you about."
"Who are you?"
Fu Lin was startled and looked a little panicked. He pushed Kong Zhenghui twice but failed to push him away. He shouted in English at the top of his voice: "Help, I don't know him!"
The two black security guards in front of the door were smoking. When they heard Fu Lin shouting, they realized something was wrong and walked over, reaching for the guns at their waists.
"Hey, who are you?"
"Let him go!"
The two black men were both tall and strong, with fierce looks, like two door gods.
“Crash!”
At this moment, a business car parked nearby suddenly opened its door.
The muzzles of five Remington rifles were pointed at them.
Daliang led his men out of the car, pointed guns at their heads, and cursed, "F*ck it, get down on your knees!"
"Kneel down!" The brother next to him who could speak English also shouted loudly.
Cold sweat instantly flowed down their foreheads. The two black security guards' legs went limp and they fell to their knees, raising their hands skillfully.
"Hey, we have nothing to do with this."
"Calm down, don't shoot..."
Fu Lin was so frightened that his face turned pale. Kong Zhenghui grabbed him and stuffed him into a car.
Kong Zhenghui waved to the others and they all returned to the car.
Daliang swung the butt of his gun and knocked out two security guards with two bangs. Then he got into the car, closed the door and drove away.
…
Several business cars quickly drove out of the casino and came to a remote road.
Inside the car, Daliang grabbed Fu Lin and kicked him in the knee.
Fu Lin fell to his knees on the car with a thud. Daliang held a pistol against his forehead.
"Don't shoot, don't shoot!"
Fu Lin was so scared that he almost wet his pants. He cried and begged, "I'll give you whatever you want! Please don't kill me!"
Kong Zhenghui sat on a chair, crossed his legs, stared at Fu Lin who was kneeling in front of him, and said to him slowly: "My name is Kong Zhenghui, you should have heard of me."
Fu Lin was stunned and nodded quickly: "Listen, I've heard of it..."
Kong Zhenghui nodded: "It's good that you have heard of it. Let me tell you clearly, I came to District 2 this time just to kill people!"
Fu Lin felt the ferocity in his words and couldn't help but shiver.
Kong Zhenghui paused for a moment and continued, "I don't have time to waste with you. I'll only give you one chance. Tell me, where is Liu Dongyu?"
Fu Lin didn't hesitate at all and said cooperatively: "He...he hid."
Kong Zhenghui immediately asked: "Why is he hiding?"
Fu Lin's forehead was covered with cold sweat. He shook his head gently when he heard this: "I don't know the details... I just know that something went wrong with a business deal in Longcheng. He found me and asked me to hide, so I ran to such a remote casino to play a few games... As for the business in Longcheng, I don't know much about it. Liu Dongyu is running it."
Kong Zhenghui looked at his expression and felt that this man was very frightened and did not seem to be lying.
After a long pause, he said, "Fishing him out, I won't kill you."
Fu Lin was silent for a while.
Daliang pulled the bolt of his gun and cursed, "You want to die, don't you?"
Fu Lin trembled and cried, "No... No need to fish him out. I will live with him."
Hearing this, Kong Zhenghui felt relieved: "Take me there immediately!"
"well… "
…
Ten minutes later, the car stopped in front of a somewhat old apartment building nearby.
The crowd took up their weapons and marched Fu Lin into the apartment.
Out of caution, they did not take the elevator, but went upstairs through the fire escape all the way to the seventh floor.
Arriving at the door of a house, Kong Zhenghui turned his head to look at Fu Lin, who was sweating profusely, and asked in a low voice, "How many people are there inside?"
Fu Lin trembled and said, "There are... there are four bodyguards, all black, who he hired..."
Kong Zhenghui nodded and waved his hand, saying, "Get ready."
A dozen young men quickly stood in a row against the wall beside the door, holding Remington. Daliang and another sturdy young man stood on both sides of the door, pulling out snow-white daggers from their waists and holding them tightly in their hands.
After getting ready, Daliang made an OK gesture to Kong Zhenghui.
Kong Zhenghui then ordered again: "Open the door."
"good… "
Fu Lin took out his access card, stretched out his trembling hand, and gently swiped the door.
"drop!"
The door lock opened and Fu Lin reached out and pushed it.
“Crash!”
There was a chain lock hanging from the inside of the door, locking it, and Fu Lin couldn't push it open.
Kong Zhenghui frowned, and Fu Lin was so scared that he was sweating all over his forehead. He hurriedly pried open the door and shouted in English: "Open the door, it's me!"
“Here it comes!”
A black man walked over, reached out, pulled down the lock, and opened the door.
“Puff!”
Daliang suddenly jumped up and pounced in front of the black man in an instant. He stabbed the black man in the chest with the dagger in his hand and pushed him into the house.