come to the world

Chapter 293
Standing in front of the fence door, gently ring the doorbell.

In fact, this action was a little redundant, because when Wu Ming walked to the door, the patrol personnel with the wolfhound inside had already spotted him.

There is no way not to find out, and the fence gate can't block anything, whether it's looking in from the outside or looking out from the inside, everyone can see it clearly.

If it wasn't for his own discipline, and the two sides were separated by a fence door, these black-clothed bodyguards would have come forward to question him a long time ago.

"Sir, please don't ring the doorbell, Mr. Bang will be waiting for you inside." A cool-looking young man wearing sunglasses came over and opened the door.

The door opened, and Wu Ming walked in with his bag on his back, his eyes swept over the guards.

To the eye, these people have a military temperament, their waists are even more bulging, and they obviously have weapons on their bodies.

Under the watchful eyes of these people, Wu Ming bypassed a fountain, and walked into the white villa when two Filipino maids opened the door.

Inside the villa, there is a red carpet on the floor, a crystal chandelier above the head, and the decoration inside is very luxurious.

What was placed in the center of the hall was neither calligraphy and paintings of celebrities, nor portraits of people, but a photo of Mr. Bang and the first brother of the police force.

In the photo, Mr. Bang is wearing a Tang suit, shaking hands with Yi Ge, who is wearing a police uniform. The background is the interior of the police station.

Seeing this photo, Wu Ming felt a sense of irony.

Mr. Bang, a big predator, hangs up this photo in the room grandiosely, and he doesn't know what kind of mentality he is in.

"That's Charlie Lun, he has the most face in the police force. This is a photo he took with me when he took office." Mr. Bang, who was wearing a Tang suit, walked out from the second floor accompanied by two bodyguards. down.

The tone was light, not boastful, but the facts were clearly in front of him.

Even a top police officer like Charlie Lun would talk to me at the beginning of his tenure in order to seek stability on the bright side. How much energy do you think I should have.

If ordinary people came in, after seeing this photo, their aura would be three points lower at first.

I'm afraid Lord Bang put up this photo for the purpose of deterring the outside world. If someone wants to replace him, he must first think about whether he is qualified enough to shake hands with the first brother of the police force.

"Managing such a large family business, Mr. Bang has taken great pains." Wu Ming took off the backpack on his back, revealing the jewels inside, and said, "All the jewels worth 9000 to [-] million are in it, Mr. Bang Let's take a look at the goods."

Walking downstairs, Mr. Bang glanced at the backpack, and said to a bodyguard: "Lang, you go to inspect the goods."

The bodyguard named A Lang strode towards the backpack, dumped the jewels inside on the table, and began to examine them in detail one by one.

Wu Ming stood aside and didn't speak. After about five or six minutes, Ah Lang raised his head and nodded slightly, indicating that there was no problem with the shipment.

"3000 million Hong Kong dollars, do you want cash, checks, or bearer bonds?" Lord Bang's tone was relaxed, and he looked in a good mood.

There's no way it's not good. With this vote, he earns at least tens of millions, probably more than Wu Ming and his gang.

He sat at home and made a phone call. With such a risk-free business, he would wake up laughing from his dreams a few more times.

"Hong Kong dollars, all in big bills."

While talking, Wu Ming pressed the backpack with his hands, signaling that he can only deliver the goods if he pays with one hand.

Lord Bang was not surprised when he heard it. After all, people who run outside still have a better impression of banknotes, so he said: "Go to the study, bring 3000 million, and let this brother order some."

After a while, the bodyguard brought a hand box, opened it and put it on the table.

Inside the box, neat stacks of banknotes looked very charming.

In front of Lord Bang, Wu Ming counted the stack of banknotes, and it was exactly 3000 million yuan, which was prepared a long time ago.

"Master Bang, happy cooperation!" After closing the box, Wu Ming handed the backpack containing the jewels to the bodyguard named A Lang.

Lord Bang motioned for A Lang to put it away, pointed to the surroundings with a smile, and said: "The price of my delivery here may be lower than others, but the advantage is that there is no trouble. If you still have more than ten million business, you can still do it." Come to me, let’s make a fortune together.”

For a boss like Mr. Bang, a business worth more than 1000 million yuan is worth showing up.

Wu Ming patted the cash box, and didn't plan to stay for tea. He walked out and said, "Master Bang, there are brothers waiting for me outside. We will continue to cooperate next time."

"Okay, I won't send you off soon."

Watched by Master Bang, Wu Ming left the villa.

Sitting in the off-road vehicle, Niu Dashun, who was waiting here, quickly started the car and drove out.

After leaving the gate of the villa area, old man Jiang turned his head, looked at the cash box and asked, "How is it? Nothing happened, right?"

"No, although the price here is a little low, but these people moved quickly, and the transaction was completed without saying ten words. The 3000 million Hong Kong dollars are all in this box, and there is no loss." Wu Ming put the money Handed the box to old man Jiang, indicating that he was counting it.

Old man Jiang didn't hesitate, he opened the box and counted the banknotes, counting them three times before stopping.

Seeing that there was no problem with the banknotes, old man Jiang also heaved a sigh of relief.

Today, there is still a week before the return, except that the black ghost Tang has not solved it, and everyone has no problems.

After changing the banknotes into his backpack, the box given by Lord Bang was thrown out of the window by everyone.

This is done for the sake of safety, the technology of the 80s already has a shadow of the future.

As long as there is no problem with the money, there is no need to leave the box.

Who knows if there are any tricks on this box, if Mr. Bang is cunning and leaves a locator on the box, it will be no fun.

The cash box was thrown out of the car window and smashed into pieces on the ground.

The off-road vehicle turned on its full horsepower, roared and charged towards the Kowloon Walled City, and returned to the small hotel again.

Inside the hotel, Wang Yunxi, who was waiting, was deeply relieved to see Wu Ming and the others returning safely.

With the black and white gangsters last time, Wang Yunxi felt a little conflicted in his heart about the transactions on the underworld.

Unlike Wu Ming and the others who have gone through a fight, her mind is still the same as before, and she has not witnessed the tragic killing.

"Wang girl, take out all our money."

After pouring 3000 million cash on the table, old man Jiang directed Wang Yunxi to take out the rest of the money.

3000 million from selling goods, 2000 million from nigger Tang, 100 million from selling lyrics, and 100 million from killing boars.

A total of 200 million Hong Kong dollars in cash was piled up on the table to form a hill, exuding the fragrance of ink.

Seeing so much money, everyone was also smiling. Who would have thought that this temporary combination of them could actually get so much money from Hong Kong Island within a month.

Live for money, die for money, and fight for money all your life.

The 5000 million Hong Kong dollars can be carried back to the real world 1:1.

Except for Wu Ming, no matter if it was Old Man Jiang, Niu Dashun, or Wang Yunxi, all of them had fiery eyes.

"With this money, I no longer have to go to the construction site to carry cement for those unscrupulous contractors. I have made up my mind, and when I return to reality, I want to buy a house in the city and transfer my family to an urban household registration. Then, Opening a hardware store of my own, letting my yellow-faced woman be the shopkeeper, and sending my son to the best school."

Looking at the money, Niu Dashun couldn't help talking nonsense about his goals.

On the side, Wang Yunxi's family background is superior, but she didn't have this kind of thought, she just smiled happily: "I'm better than you, I plan to save this money first, to be a quiet Bai Fumei, and enjoy some fun in life."

"How about you, old man?"

After hearing what the two said, Wu Ming raised his head with a smile and looked at old man Jiang.

Old man Jiang took out a cigarette, didn't light it, just put it in his mouth, and said vaguely: "My son is not up to date, and I don't plan to care about him. I plan to give this money to my granddaughter. She happens to be a senior in high school this year. In a few years, I will start a family, and I can’t do without money.”

When talking about his granddaughter, old man Jiang had a gentle look in his eyes.

The son does not live up to expectations, but the granddaughter is the best.

Otherwise, old man Jiang wouldn't be dying, and would come out to be a guard for others, just to save some dowry for his granddaughter.

Hearing what everyone said, Wu Ming seemed to see all kinds of human beings and all living beings.

Even if everyone holds AK47 and frantically confronts dozens of people, there is still a warm place in everyone's heart.

Wu Ming couldn't help but ask himself, what is he pursuing now, is it power?

Pursuing power for power's sake will only make you a slave to power, and you will get nothing in the end.

Looking at the expressions in everyone's eyes, Wu Ming was a little confused for the first time, because he could no longer understand what he felt in the beginning.

At that time, Wu Ming, who had just embarked on the path of magic, could read a book of Merlin for ten years, and he still couldn't put it down ten years later.

At that time, I enjoyed the feeling of soaring in the ocean of knowledge, but now all that remains is numbness, and I can no longer find the feeling of the beginning.

"Time is like a butcher's knife, black fungus and soft bananas. I still vaguely remember that year when I treated magic like first love. I'm thinking about how I feel now. Okay, I'm used to touching my right hand with my left hand." From a trivial matter, Wu Ming realized his own crisis.

Sometimes, people need a little motivation, not just living like a walking dead.

Wu Ming felt that after finishing this mission, it was time for him to think about the future.

Even if you can't get back the ignorance of first love, you can't just dawdle like this, just for power, and for tasks, just like a machine that runs on its own.

"Grandpa, Dashun, now that the money is in hand, only nigger Tang is left unsolved. Tonight, everyone will take action for the last time, get rid of nigger Tang, and then wait for the return." Wu Ming took out his pistol and slapped it heavily. Money piles up.

The black ghost Tang Hei ate black, killed Niu Dada, and indirectly killed Liu Chengbei.

Everyone has said that the guns of this mission are unanimous, so let's use the blood of Nigger Tang to draw a successful conclusion to this mission.

"Agreed, Liu Chengbei is also responsible for this batch of jewels. Now that he is dead, we should avenge him. I have no objection to killing the nigger Tang."

"I also agree. Da Shun regards me as his own brother. I, Da Shun, am not a white-eyed wolf. I am willing to avenge him. If Da Da and Cheng Bei die without revenge, I will look down on myself. This is called a gun." Is it consistent with the outside world?"

"I object. The money has already been obtained. What are the extra problems? Can't you come back with peace of mind? Now that Da Da and Liu Chengbei are dead, what's the use of avenging him? People can't come back to life. Is it necessary to take risks? ?”

Men choose yes, women choose against.

Everyone's thoughts and choices are different, and differences will inevitably reappear.

"Please subscribe, please support.In addition, if the old dragon chooses, I will choose to kill the nigger Tang, what is everyone's choice? "

(End of this chapter)