Hong Kong movies: What era is this? Are you still playing the dwarf mule game?

Chapter 134

Wang Jianjun originally thought he understood, but now, he felt that his brain circuit could not keep up with this gentleman's thinking.

Conquer the jade mine to sell arms?

How can these two things be connected together?

Lin Yi looked at Wang Jianjun's puzzled eyes and explained: "Jianjun, I have my own purpose in doing this.

First, conquer a piece of jade mine. No matter how small the vein is, no matter how remote the location is, this will be our foundation in the future.

With our own territory, we have the final say on how to develop in the future.

I plan to build a new arsenal here. Jianjun, you should be familiar with the 107 rocket launcher, right?"

Hearing Lin Yi's question, Wang Jianjun nodded.

This thing, he is too familiar with it.

"Boss Lin, are you going to produce the 107 rocket launcher yourself?" Wang Jianjun asked with some doubts.

If you produce the rocket launcher yourself, whether it is cost or quality, it is better to purchase it directly.

"No, no, no, I'm just giving an example. In fact, my stuff is cheaper than 107, and it's more powerful." Lin Yi said mysteriously.

"I call it the Hell Cannon."

...

After fooling Wang Jianjun, he agreed with him on a time. At that time, he would use a big plane to directly send them all to Maine by water.

In the future, the expansion of Longteng Group will all depend on them.

Accompanying Wang Jianjun and others, there were also dozens of gunmen under Lin Yi.

Everyone came out to make money, of course.

In Maine, as long as you dare to fight, there are still many ways to make a fortune.

In this world, there will always be a group of people who are not afraid of death, especially those who are involved in gangsters.

As long as your own factory assembly line is built there, you can wait to count the money.

Fertilizer plus sugar, the world is mine!

By the way, there is also Laiyang Steel Pipe Factory, which should have just been established at this time. I can also purchase a batch of steel pipes to see if they are as good as the legend says.

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"Brother Hao, please contact Johnny Wang for me and tell him that there is a big business. I haven't seen this loser for a long time." Lin Yi instructed Song Zihao.

Song Zihao looked at him strangely.

"Boss, don't you know? Counting the days, Johnny Wang may be about to be reincarnated."

"What, Johnny Wang is dead, who did it?" Lin Yi looked incredible.

Song Zihao looked at his boss speechlessly. He even had the nerve to ask who did it?

"Boss, we raided Johnny Wang's arsenal in Mingxin Hospital last time. Later, I don't know why, Johnny Wang suddenly got into trouble with Jiang Lang.

Then, Johnny Wang died. Now Jiang Lang has taken over Johnny Wang's business."

"But isn't Jiang Lang an undercover agent of the police?" Lin Yi became even more curious.

"Then I don't know." Song Zihao shook his head. "Boss, you know that in this world, it is hard to tell what is black and what is white. White can turn black, and black can turn white."

When you are in the underworld, you never know whether the person next to you is a human or a ghost?

There is a ready-made example, such as Song Zijie.

Among the senior executives of Longteng, except for Song Zijie who does not know that his identity has been leaked, everyone else knows that he is an undercover of the police.

And now Song Zijie and his girlfriend have been sent by Lin Yi to work as slaves in the garment factory in Shenzhen.

"Then contact Jiang Lang for me."

...

The Peninsula Hotel.

"Hey, Jiang Sir, why don't you return to the police force? Do you like the life of a gangster?" Lin Yi asked teasingly.

Jiang Lang's eyes flashed with a trace of vicissitudes.

He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and instinctively put one in his mouth.

Then, he realized that this was the Peninsula Hotel, and smoking was not allowed in the public lobby.

However, Lin Yi waved at him, took a cigarette from his cigarette box, and put it in his mouth.

With two "clicks", the 24k pure gold diamond-studded Zippo in Lin Yi's hand emitted a light blue flame.

Lin Yi lit cigarettes for both of them.

Lin Yi took a puff of the cigarette and said calmly: "Rules are made for those who are willing to abide by the rules. And I just don't like to abide by the rules."

At the same time, the lobby manager came over and saw someone smoking here.

When he recognized Lin Yi, he was very considerate and covered the no smoking sign with a white towel.

Lin Yi nodded at the lobby manager, and everything was self-evident.

"I killed Johnny Wang. He forced me to no avail." Jiang Lang said slowly."He insisted that I sold his arsenal, but I didn't even know where his arsenal was."

Speaking of this, Jiang Lang took two puffs of cigarettes and calmed down his somewhat excited mood.

"Johnny Wang died, I thought I could return to the police force. But Sir Peng told me that my file was gone and was deleted."

Speaking of this, Jiang Lang's hands unconsciously clenched into fists.

"Later, Sir Peng told me that there were black policemen in the police force, and their positions were quite high. At least, they could access the files of undercovers.

Sir Peng suspected that Johnny Wang was just the other party's white glove, and he asked me to investigate the identity of this black policeman.

But who am I? I am not even a policeman now, I am just a bad boy in society."

Jiang Lang's voice became lower and lower.

"Perhaps, this is my retribution. When I was a thief, I followed Uncle Hai and killed him with my own hands.

When I followed Johnny Wang, I also killed him with my own hands.

Now, it's my turn. I have become someone else's victim. This is fair."

Jiang Lang's voice was full of fatigue.

"I'm tired and don't want to play with them. I can't afford it. I have already thought about ending all the business on hand, whether it is Singapore, Malaysia, Thailand, Eagle Sauce, Europe, as long as I stay away from here.

In the first half of my life, I had no choice. In the second half of my life, I just want to live for myself."

Seeing Jiang Lang like this, Lin Yi no longer had the idea of ​​recruiting him. This man, his heart is dead.

"Alang, is there anything I can help you with?"

Jiang Lang shook his head slowly.

"Thank you, Mr. Lin, no thanks."

Then, he laughed at himself: "I didn't expect that a police officer would have to rely on the mercy of the gangsters in the end."

"Mr. Lin, what do you want to talk to me about this time?"

"Alang, I want a batch of arms, the heavier the firepower, the better."

Jiang Lang frowned, then he took out his business card and wrote a number on it.

"Mr. Lin, this person is called Cage, an international arms middleman. You can take my business card to him and he will receive you..."