Sure enough, Zhang Qifu was very interested in arms. He spat out a mouthful of smoke, leaned forward, and asked, "Mr. Zhang can get arms? What can I get? I don't lack Bayi AK or something."

Zhang Xingming smiled lightly and bet right. It seems that Zhang Qifu wanted to get arms through Shenghe. As for why he found Shenghe, because now, only Shenghe has a direct deal with him in the largest clubs in Hong Kong. The water house also takes drugs, but he follows Luo Xinghan's path. No. 14 and Yi'an are mainly soft and poisonous now, and basically do not touch white powder. Of course, there must be such things as unpacking below.

Zhang Xingming thought for a while, cared about gains and losses in his mind, and looked up and said to Zhang Qifu: "As long as General Zhang, you can meet my conditions, except for nuclear bombs and intercontinental missiles, I will give you whatever you want." As a local warlord, Zhang Qifu could not have warships and submarines, and he didn't even have a place to stop.

Zhang Qifu leaned back and narrowed his eyes. At this time, his entire person exuded the momentum of a warlord who was superior.

The black-footed chicken mumbled and mumbled at Zhang Qifu, which should be spoken. Let Li Chun call someone who understands Burmese or Thai yet, and no one in the room understands this except Zhang Qifu and the black-footed chicken.

Zhang Qifu listened to the words of the black-footed chicken and glanced at Zhang Xingming's face, and a hesitant look appeared on his face.

Zhang Xingming leaned back and said, it seems that it is necessary to learn foreign languages. Is this situation so fucking hard in Eastern Europe? Where is the future of a dumb and deaf man? Look at this black-legged chicken now, it is very important to know foreign languages. Damn it.

He raised his hand and knocked on the table, Zhang Xingming said: "Does Shenghe have an arms business? Or do you find No. 14 to cooperate? Who is more awesome than Huo Shisi in Hong Kong? Can Brother Chicken find Huo Shisi to come forward?"

The black-legged chicken nodded a Marlboro and vomited a smoke ring. He glanced at Zhang Xingming with the corner of his eyes, turned his head and snored at Zhang Qifu a few more words. Zhang Qifu nodded slowly.

Zhang Xingming carefully looked at the black-footed chicken's face and said, "Brother Ji, it seems that you haven't figured out the situation."

The black-footed chicken looked at Zhang Xingming with his eyes slanted and said, "What? Bite me?"

Zhang Xingming knocked on the table and said, "Break his legs and ask him to call his elder brother Cheng. If his elder brother Cheng is less than an hour, he will take him to feed the fish. Black-footed chicken, what else do you want it to do if it is black."

Tang Xin went over and pulled the collar of the black-footed chicken. The black-footed chicken jumped up to avoid it. Tang Xin flew sideways and staggered, and reached out to pull out a dog leg from behind. As soon as he raised his head, he saw a black muzzle aiming at him. In a daze, the muzzle he saw drooping down and spitting out a firework at his knees.

"Bang", a bloody flower burst out from the left knee of the black-footed chicken, and the dog's legs were also lost. The whole person fell on the carpet. Before he could shout, "Bang", another sound, the blood flower bloomed on the right knee, and the legs were completely useless.

Zhang Xingming glanced at the carpet, frowned and said, "You can't change the way? The carpet is full of blood, you can pay the carpet money. Ask him to call his elder brother Cheng and tell the brothers on duty to prepare for the battle."

Tang Xin put away the gun, curled his lips without saying a word, walked over and dragged the black-footed chicken that was howling on both legs to the side, handed him the eldest brother who was on the table and said, "Come on, call Brother Cheng and let him avenge you." He stuffed the eldest brother into the black-footed chicken's hand, then squatted down, tore two cloths from the black-footed chicken's clothes, and helped him thorn the legs on his knees, and not only would he bleed, he would die.

After tying the cloth strips, Tang Xin said to the black-footed chicken: "Call him quickly, let him come quickly. When he comes, he will take you to the doctor. If he doesn't come, just hold it up. The blood flow is done." He stood up and looked at his bloody hands, ran to the bathroom to wash his hands. Li Chun rushed to the black-footed chicken lying on the ground howling black-footed chicken and slapped his mouth. Zhang Qisheng went over and carried the black-footed chicken out.

As soon as the gunshot rang, Zhang Xingming saw the cigar in Zhang Qifu's mouth tremble, the fire lit up a few times, and then slowly returned to normal rhythm. He couldn't help but secretly admire him. Warlords are warlords, what does it mean to be calm in the face of battle and what does it mean to collapse in Mount Tai before it? That's it.

After sucking his nose, Zhang Xingming smiled at Zhang Qifu who was staring at him and said, "Okay, the flies are gone, let's continue. General Zhang, are you interested in my proposal?"

Zhang Qifu narrowed his eyes and said, "Are you threatening me?"

Zhang Xingming shook his head and said, "If I really want to play this set in front of you, I will laugh at myself. This is just an accident. In my eyes, there are only three types of Hong Kong Island clubs, one can cooperate, the other can't cooperate but I won't interfere. The third type is his, who can't cooperate and must be eliminated. Change time and place, as long as he meets me, he will end up."

Zhang Qifu raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhang Xingming with wide eyes waiting for him to continue talking.

Zhang Xingming said: "I don't care about street girls, those who collect protection fees, those who collect numbers, those who occupy the venue. This is the second type. I don't care about him, nor do I have any contact with them. The first type is the first type, I will support him and cooperate with him. The black-legged chicken is the third type, and I have no bottom line in doing things and trafficking drugs to myself. I see one such person, and it doesn't matter if I kill him."

Zhang Qifu narrowed his eyes again, and thought for a while and asked: "I am a businessman in opium No. 4, why do you still need to cooperate with me? Do you want to buy out the share of Hong Kong Island to control the channels? I understand." Zhang Qifu nodded slowly.

Zhang Xingming said: "This is only part of the reason. Even if the world allows you to exist, there is a reason for it. And I am happy to see a large number of opium and No. 4 being sold to the ghost guys in a steady stream. I am very willing to do so. I will sell it there after I get the share here. I have the channels. And that's the case, let's exchange it for you. As long as you meet my small requirements, I will get you whatever you want, including the active ones."

Zhang Qifu was a little moved, took a few sips of the cigar and stabilized his emotions and said, "Including active service? Haha, what are your requirements?"

Zhang Xingming said: "First, the things you are allowed to enter the Chinese border, not at all. Second, give me all the shares of Hong Kong Island, and third, give me the domestic drug trafficking channels you know. Then make a list and I will get you something." After Zhang Xingming finished speaking, he looked at Zhang Qifu with bright eyes, waiting for his reaction.

Zhang Qifu lowered his eyes and bit his lips for a while, then raised his eyes and said, "How did I know you were not using big words to scare me?"
Chapter completed!