Chapter 450 Lord Hong bless you!
Chapter 450 Lord Hong bless you!
Without saying anything, the eldest brother grabbed the foreigner's finger and broke it with force, shouting, "Pick that star, and then spray shit, break the fingers one by one."
Wang Zhijun put the bayonet against the ghost's neck and said coldly: "I'll say it again, I want someone!"
The ghost Bailey was shaking with pain, and he said tremblingly: "Hongsheng Temple, the person is in Hongsheng Temple."
Zhang Wansheng and his elder brother suddenly raised their heads and looked towards the east. According to the map, the Hongsheng Ancient Temple stood on the east beach of the island.
The temple enshrines "Nanhai Hongsheng Guangli King", whose prototype is Hong Xi, the governor of Guangzhou in the Tang Dynasty. He is responsible for ensuring good weather and safe sea voyages for fishermen.
The group immediately pulled the foreigner towards the ancient temple. The foreigner was dragging his feet and limping along the way, which took a lot of time. After walking just a dozen meters, Li Shengli said, "It's too late, Junge."
Zhang Wansheng agreed and suggested, "Brother Jun, if there is one, it's enough. As long as there is a foreigner, it will be enough."
Wang Zhijun paused and retorted with a serious face: "The foreigners are only enough for Yin Sheng to report to, not for me and Yin Sheng! If you come out to work, you have to do it well."
“Don’t let people look down on you.”
Chen Aiguo raised his wrist to look at his watch and said nervously, "But Brother Jun, the foreigners have reinforcements. It's better to take one with you than none at all."
Wang Zhijun had a stern face and made up his mind: "Call the boat to Hongsheng Temple. Victory, rush to the ancient temple and load the ammunition and bombard it directly."
"Use all the remaining shells and then quickly attack. Life or death depends on Wang Sheng's fate."
Li Shengli agreed immediately, and Chen Aiguo and Lin Banghui were much more resolute. After a few words, the eldest brother helped Wansheng bandage his wound.
After walking a short distance, the Hongsheng Ancient Temple was in sight. Li Shengli found a good position and began to load ammunition. The eldest brother leaned next to Wang Zhijun and whispered, "Boss, brothers, charge once and try to rescue Wang Sheng."
More than a year of prosperity has not yet wiped out the old brothers' abilities, but has killed the savagery of the poor people. Chen Aiguo and Lin Banghui clearly cherish their lives, and Wang Zhijun understands and does not force them. But the eldest brother is afraid that the eldest brother will lose his position, so he hopes to do things well.
Wang Zhijun shook his head slowly: "Do as planned."
"Oh." The eldest brother sighed. Li Shengli had already set up the rocket launcher and aimed at the Hongsheng Ancient Temple fifty meters away.
A gold-painted plaque hangs above the temple gate, and next to the gate is a couplet that reads [The vast ocean of Hongze supports the country, and the boundless grace of the emperor benefits the people]. The stone tripod is filled with incense ashes, and there is a lot of garbage scattered on the ground.
The "Hong Xi" deified by scholars was a meritorious official who founded Guangdong. He is widely worshipped in Guangdong Province and Hong Kong Island, with more than 200 temples built. The villagers of Lamma Island also hold the Hung Shing Temple Festival on the 13th day of the second lunar month every year, and a grand Hung Shing Assembly is held every ten years.
The robber Gao Bangchang sat on a straw mat, using a quilt as a cushion, and cut open a can with a knife. Yuan Gaikai, He Shuai, and Zhang Hua, several brothers, were sitting nearby playing cards.
On the table, there were cigarettes, beer, bread, cola, and more than a dozen kinds of food, as well as two of the latest 91 magazines, which had been turned over and thrown in the corner.
Perhaps they really trusted the foreigners, the robbers smoked and played cards, looking relaxed, more like they were on a picnic in the mountains. Even Gao Bangchang felt that the job was easy, as he only had to kidnap one person, and the foreigners would take care of the rest.
Wang Dehui, whose finger was cut off, sat in a dog cage in the corner with a dog chain tied around his neck. His high-end suit was already covered in dirt, and it smelled worse than the mop cloth.
The kidnappers had taken away all his valuables, including glasses, watches, and rings. After losing his aura of wealth, the big boss became a wild dog, squinting his eyes and not even being able to see people clearly.
Gao Bangchang actually felt a little sorry for him. He poured the can of ox head into the cage and said with a smile, "Eat it, Mr. Wang. It's a good meal if you can."
The intense hunger in his stomach had long since overwhelmed his fear. Wang Dehui threw away his dignity, lowered his head, and licked the canned beef, which was all over his face. His arms were handcuffed behind his back.
Yuan Gaikai, He Shuai and the others all looked over, feeling very refreshed and bursting into laughter: "Haha, no matter how big the boss is, he will still pee his pants when a gun is pointed at him." "So what if he's rich? He still has to work for us!"
"Like a dog. How disgusting."
boom!
A huge explosion suddenly drowned out the laughter.
The tiles on the eaves of the ancient temple were broken, dust was falling, and the wall ash was flying, confusing everyone's eyes. Before the robbers could figure out what was going on, the statue of Hung Shing Yeh on the stone pier had already fallen forward, smashing the altar and knocking over the three robbers who were playing cards.
Gao Bangchang coughed repeatedly and waved his arms to drive away the smoke.
boom! boom! boom!
Three more loud thunders rang out, and the left wall collapsed. The beams of the ancient temple creaked, and it was almost unable to hold on.
"Rescue!"
Wang Zhijun led four brothers into the temple, quickly knocked down the standing figure, then pulled out his pistol and shot the injured person on the ground twice.
The eldest brother picked up the military axe on his waist and chopped it down hard at the iron cage. The cage bars were cut off immediately, and then two more were cut off.
Chen Aiguo and Lin Banghui stepped forward to pull out the hostage and shouted in surprise: "It's alive!"
Although Dadi's axe couldn't cut the solid iron chain, it could easily cut through the railings and Wang Dehui would be free again. Wang Zhijun's tone was full of joy: "Take the people away."
Several people evacuated Hongsheng Temple and walked towards the rocky beach, where they successfully met the brothers who came to pick them up. Da Fei sailed less than a hundred meters out of the sea when a loud noise came from behind him. Hongsheng Temple collapsed with a loud bang, burying several corpses.
Everyone looked back at sea, all with lingering fears. Li Shengli even clasped his hands together and muttered, "Master Hong, you are very generous. I am only doing things for the Hongmen."
Da Feizi muttered, "Is this the same thing?"
In Zhongyi Group, Yin Zhaotang was holding a cue and playing billiards with Daquanlong in the reception room. Suddenly, Xu Gang and a police officer's phone rang.
They both picked up the phone at the same time, attracting the attention of Big Circle Dragon, Yin Zhaotang.
Xu Gang hung up the phone first and stepped forward to report: "Mr. Yin, Mr. Wang has been rescued."
Daquanlong put down his golf club, looked relaxed, pretended to be helpless, and sighed: "The entertainment time is over, it's time to start working."
"Thank you for your hard work, Brother Long." Yin Zhaotang smiled. After seeing off the big circle dragons, Wang Zhijun just happened to bring people to the company. Zhang Wansheng and others stayed at the door. Wang Zhijun saw the boss in the office, bowed and called out: "Mr. Yin."
Yin Zhaotang dried the ink on the check and walked up to Wang Zhijun: "You did a great job. Two million. Share it with your brothers."
Wang Zhijun shook his head and said, "It is only natural to take the company's money and work for the company. It is Wang Sheng's good luck, and it has nothing to do with me."
Yin Zhaotang stuffed the check into his pocket and said with a smile, "Luck is also a kind of strength. You have Hong Sheng, and I worship Guan Sheng. It's almost the same."
"Let's go, don't let my brothers say I'm stingy."
(End of this chapter)