Chapter 436

Among the five bigwigs present, not to mention Dingsan's four, even Fei Bao had seen the people sent by Yan Tong.

The only difference is that what Ding San and the others knew was that this time they were only targeting Fei Bao.

And what Fei Bao knows is that he either spends money to eliminate disasters and obeys orders, or goes to jail or flies away.

Once this person has hope, whether it's true or not, Fei Bao's own thoughts on fighting and fighting to the end are not very strong.

After thinking for a while, he said, "There are still 3 days before the power outage deadline that Lan Jiang and Yan Tong said. If I can't solve this problem before the power outage, I will walk out of the city by myself and surrender to the police station in Kowloon."

Ding San and the others looked at each other, and finally nodded in relief.

It's only been three days anyway, instead of forcing Fei Baogou to jump over the wall in a hurry, it's better to give him a way to survive.

Doing this can also let the people below know that the rules of the Walled City are more important than the benefits, and it is a good thing for them who are big bosses.

"Just three days. If you can't handle it after three days, you won't be protected by the city wall."

Fei Bao stood up, and cupped his hands at Ding San and the others, "I, Fei Bao, spit a mouthful of nails, and I will definitely admit it if I say it.

But if anyone thinks that I have fallen into peace, let's try who will die first. "

After speaking, he left with two of his men.

Back in his own territory, sitting under a plaque of loyalty and righteousness, after thinking for a long time, he picked up the phone and called Yan Tong.

"Master Yan, how can I save this life?"

Yan Tong, who was holding the microphone, smiled, "My boss said that he wants Lei Luo to go home and study hard. Why don't Lord Bao persuade Lei Huo?"

Fei Bao frowned, persuading nonsense, this is to betray himself and stand up to testify against Lei Luo.

But what good will happen to Er Wu Zai?

Not to mention these assholes, no matter how much they betray their promises in secret and do all kinds of bad things, they still have to be loyal on the surface.

"Does this mean I'm dead?"

"It's better to read the newspaper and drink tea at home like Lei Luo, than to go far away and never return after death."

"Then I'd rather spend the rest of my life in prison than be dug up when I die."

Yan Tong immediately admired Fei Baolai, shook his head and sighed, "Then it's up to you, it doesn't matter if you are there or not."

"etc".

Yan Tong's face brightened, but he suddenly heard Fei Bao say, "I didn't send someone to bring Cao Shijie. Inspector Yan, do you think someone would want to use our own hands to let us kill each other."

"Didn't you instigate it?"

"This is not right," Yan Tong murmured in a low voice, frowned and said after thinking about it, "Wait for my call."

Hearing the busy tone of 'beep beep', Fei Bao had a feeling in his heart that he should be able to pass this test.

After all, if there is really a black hand behind the scenes, normally speaking, Yan Tong and the big boss behind him will definitely target the black hand.

Then, instead, they will take the initiative to win over themselves, and the more power they have, the more chances they will win.

As for money.

By this time, the last thing Fei Bao cared about was money.

People are alive, and their subordinates are also there, making money is not difficult.

In the villa on the top of the mountain, Li Changheng hung up Yan Tong's phone, and immediately determined that someone was up to something.

Or the people around Fei Bao wanted him dead, and then took over his power and business.

Or it was that Fei Bao blocked some people's money, or fell in love with Fei Bao's money.

Wait, it is also possible that Cao Yanjun, who went to Thailand to develop, blocked the way of some people in Thailand.

Only then did the forces in Hong Kong and Kowloon, or the forces that have business dealings with Hong Kong and Kowloon, deal with Cao Yanjun and Changle together.

Thinking of this, Li Changheng couldn't help but think of Zhang Tianzhi's movie, Cao Shijie seemed to be selling flour first with Tyson French and his former subordinate Lin Jinsheng.

Then, through Lin Jinsheng, I came into contact with an American flour merchant named Owen Davidson.

This guy either gets his flour from Colombia or from Southeast Asia.

Thinking of that guy who was bigger than a trench, Li Changheng suddenly felt that he might be the one who abducted Zhang Tianzhi.

That guy's flour business has grown bigger and bigger in the past two years, so he started to get rid of the local flour merchants one by one?

In the most optimistic scenario, once Cao Yanjun of Changle brought someone back to seek revenge on Fei Bao, the fight between the two would likely involve other forces in the city.

And Changle, who went to Thailand to seek a living, is not powerful enough, and it is very likely that he will use his connections and routes in Thailand to win over other flour merchants in Hong Kong and Kowloon.

If things get messy, there's no need for a real all-out fight. You just need to find a few killers and kill one or two big bosses secretly, and things won't end so easily.

Regardless of whether it is a big fight in the end, or mutual scruples and peace, hatred and distrust will permeate the entire underground world of Hong Kong and Kowloon.

Owen Davis, the mastermind behind the scenes, took the opportunity to spread his flour and occupy the market.

Or simply being a wholesaler is more profitable than Hong Kong and Kowloon, which is now forced by Lei Luo to act according to the rules with power, division, and vertical and horizontal methods.

If this conjecture is true, it means that the English police, and even some people in power in England other than the police, have already boarded Davis' boat.

After all, according to the ratio of 30% of the total monthly income collected by the English messengers, it is impossible for Lei Luo to get more money than directly selling flour.

Asking Zhang Tianzhi to prepare the car, Li Changheng came to Zhonghuan under the escort of Zhang Tianzhi, Fei Lanqi, Boxer Jia and Yuan Hua.

The best western restaurants in the 1960s and 1970s were basically all gathered in Central. After all, this place has been the most developed place in Hong Kong and Kowloon since the opening of Hong Kong.

Finance, banks, and trading houses are basically all in this area.

The only thing that is different from the high-rise buildings in the future is that in Central at this time, the first skyscraper has only just broken ground for half a year, and it will have to wait until 73 years to complete the construction.

Now that I know the name, it is not difficult to find the western restaurant opened by Owen Davis, which is used to cover and store flour.

The car was parked on the main street of the financial district, looking at a sign on the street on the left, it said the western restaurant of Davis Restaurant.

Looking at the right side of the main road, Li Changheng patted the driver's seat after seeing a seafood restaurant with a parking lot, and said to Franch who was driving, "Put the car into the parking lot of the restaurant."

Entering the Seafood Restaurant, Li Changheng asked the manager of the lobby, and directly booked the third floor of the hotel.

After ordering a table of the hotel's specialty dishes, he stood by the window and looked at the door of Davis's restaurant.

Then he waved to Yuan Hua, "Do you know the powerful Three Hands, or someone who is proficient in exploration mechanisms and secret doors?"

Yuan Hua was taken aback, did he know what occupation the three hands were?

"Boss, are you going to find someone now, or do you have a task tomorrow or in a few days?"

Li Changheng pouted at the Davis restaurant, "I want to know if there is anything special in this restaurant."

Yuan Hua thought for a while, "Why don't I go in and see for myself when the western restaurant closes?"

Li Changheng thought for a while and looked at the time. It was already past 8 o'clock in the evening, so he nodded, "Then eat first."