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Chapter 151 Spicy Django

"Looking up at the starry sky, I'm walking alone, the night rain is gradually stopping, Wuyan is the calmness at this moment..."

Little Fatty was humming an out-of-key song, holding a few candies in his hands, bouncing towards the house, but was suddenly knocked over by someone who came out of the alley, and the candies were scattered all over the floor.

He raised his head, pointed at the other party angrily, and said, "You hit me, causing my candy to fall to the floor, and I couldn't eat it anymore! Lose money!"

Zhang Jin took out 30 yuan and put it in his hand: "Take it."

Xiao Pangdun was overjoyed in his heart, but he refused to let go: "How can such a small amount be enough?"

"30 yuan is enough for you to buy a bag of candy, kid!"

"How can those candies on the market compare to the ones in my hand? I stole every single one... and earned it back!"

"How much do you want?"

"One hundred yuan!" Xiaopangdun said confidently.

Zhang Jin was amused by him. He put his arms around the other person's shoulders, turned and pointed to the alley and said, "Don't be too black-hearted, or you will be like them."

The little chubby stared blankly at the scene in the alley. The not-so-wide alley was full of human sandbags, and various machetes were scattered everywhere on the ground. A middle-aged man, with a bamboo pole against his chest, firmly fixed him to a wall more than three meters high!
Zhang Jin came out of Longjin No. [-] Lane, mixed into the crowd, and walked towards the Lianghelou at the other end.

In the Kowloon City arena, when he was there, there were no such shows as dog fights. I don't know what it looks like now!
In front of the Lianghe Building.

Zhang Jin looked up at the place where he once made his fortune. Except for the stone lion at the door that hadn't been moved away, he couldn't see any of its former appearance.

There are young women in scantily-clad clothes, veterans with treacherous eyebrows, young and Dangerous boys with bare arms and tattoos, and loan sharks with floral shirts and trousers and leather shoes. There are all kinds of people coming and going in and out of the building, but none of them looks like a boxer.

"Young boy, I've seen you standing here for a long time, are you looking for someone?"

In the narrow triangular gap between the stairs and the doorway, there is a watch repair shop, and the owner is an old man in his 50s.

"Old Man, isn't this building the Kowloon City Arena?" Zhang Jin asked.

The old man took off his presbyopic glasses, rubbed his eyes, and said, "It's been almost ten years, and the Kowloon City ring has moved long ago. Back then, Master Luo's family immigrated to the United States, and the ring was handed over to the most powerful boxer and groom at the time. Things changed a lot, the Dragon City Committee fell apart, major associations rushed into the city to make money, and of course people were jealous of gambling.

For 20 days in a row, the four major associations spent millions of dollars to invite strong fighters from abroad to fight. All the ring masters were defeated, and none of the grooms dared to speak out again. The Kowloon City ring has been divided up since then.Today's Kowloon City arena is no longer what it used to be, with dog fights and rogue fights, earning some unscrupulous money! "

Hearing the news, Zhang Jin felt a little emotional, and asked, "Well done, why did Master Luo immigrate?"

"Some people say it's because Master Luo's son is going to Hollywood, USA, and others say it's because Tai Sui disappeared. Master Luo knew he couldn't keep the ring, so he planned to retire. I have to flee Hong Kong to avoid being liquidated by the government." The boss put his glasses back on.

Film Emperor Zhang Jin?What the hell?It sounds much worse than nicknames such as Po Hao and [-] million inspectors. Those who don't know it think they are in the entertainment industry!
Zhang Jin was speechless, and said: "Old man, I want to ask you something, do you know where the dog fighting ring is?"

"Fengxing Building, Xicheng Road."

"Thank you." Zhang Jin put one hundred Hong Kong dollars in front of the old man, who smiled and did not refuse.

Walk along Longjin Road to the end, the street on the right is Xicheng Road, and you can see Fengxing Tower a few hundred meters along the way.

Zhang Jin walked towards the door: "Excuse me, which floor is the dogfight on?"

"The sixth floor, but it won't start until evening." The young and Dangerous boy at the door replied impatiently.

Zhang Jin looked at his watch, it was only noon, and there was still half a day left.

"I want to meet the boss who is in charge of dog fighting. I wonder if you can do anything?"

"Isn't my boss seen by everyone?" Young and Dangerous said disdainfully.

"1000 yuan, take me to see your boss."

"1000 yuan, what a beggar!"

"1 yuan." Zhang Jin doubled it directly.

"Boss, please!" Young and Dangerous was unambiguous, immediately dropped the cartoon in his hand, and led the way with a smile on his face, "I don't know what the boss wants from my boss?"

"Talk about a business."

"It's good to talk about business, my boss likes talking about business the most!"

The two came to the seventh floor.

"Boss, this boss wants to discuss a business with you!" Young and Dangerous introduced, "This is my boss, Spicy Jiang Ge!"

Spicy ginger raised his hand and waved back the janitor boy, then pointed to the sofa in front of the desk: "Sit, what business does the boss want to talk to me about? Selling dogs or people? My spicy ginger item is clearly marked on the price, look You can rest assured that you will never be in arrears when you pay for goods.”

"No, I want to buy someone from you." Zhang Jin said.

"Buyer?" Spicy Jiang smiled, "This is the first time I've heard that someone wants to buy someone from me. Who is it?"

"This person, I heard that he is in your hands now." Zhang Jin took out Jin Shixin's photo.

"Oh, he." Spicy Jiang nodded, "It's in my hands."

Zhang Jin put the travel bag in his hand on the table, and opened the zipper to reveal a stack of rolled banknotes inside: "30, is it reasonable to buy a dog food?"

Spicy Jiang looked at the money in the bag, shook his head and smiled after a while, "It's not that I don't want to sell it, I really can't sell it. If I bought this person, it's fine for me to sell it to you, OK. But this person It was given by a friend on the road, and he was called to watch him fight with the most vicious dog, and he made a big bet. I can't break my promise, otherwise, how can I hang out in this Kowloon City?"

"30 is not enough, how about 50?"

"I've already said that it's not about money, but about face. I have no grievances with that friend, so I have to give face."

"Your friend on the road is called Big Mi, right? I don't think you need to give him face in the future, and he won't make things difficult for you. It's not a loss if you sell it for 50 yuan!" Zhang Jin patted the travel bag.

Spicy Jiang sat up straight from the boss's chair, looked at Zhang Jin seriously, and asked, "What's wrong with Da Mi?"

"It's nothing, I just gave him a choice. If his life is hard, he will spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair. If his life is not hard enough, he can go down to reunite with his brother Guizai." Zhang Jin wrote lightly.

Spicy Jiang suddenly stood up from his seat: "Do you know how big a storm will be caused in the Jianghu after Da Mi's death? Many big bosses are staring at him!"

"I don't know, and I don't care." Zhang Jin said disapprovingly, "There are only two ways in front of you now, sell him to me for 50 yuan, or I go out and tell everyone that you ordered me to kill Da Mi, and you select."

"Are you not afraid that I will kill you?" Spicy Jiang took out a pistol from the drawer and pointed it at him.

"If it is really like what you said, there are many big bosses staring at Da Mi, then the news that I came to you may have been known. If you kill me, there will be no proof. How do you clear the suspicion? Do you think these big bosses believe you? Explain, or would you rather kill by mistake than let it go?"

Spicy Jiang's complexion fluctuated, and finally he uttered a sentence: "You're ruthless!"

(End of this chapter)