Chapter 51 Enemies Meet on a Narrow Road

Li Qiang and Zhang Wei have already told Wang Haifeng in detail about their affairs at MG Plaza.

Zhang Wei didn't particularly believe in mysterious phenomena, so he guessed that Feng Jun's phone might have some software installed on it.

Then he and Li Qiang asked Wang Haifeng if this was the case.

Li Qiang even gritted his teeth and swore that if Feng Jun was really responsible, this matter would never be over.

Wang Haifeng said that Feng Jun is really good at playing with mobile phones, and he should have hacking skills.

He didn't explain in detail that he was playing live bullfighting or something, but he just said that Feng Jun could erase my change details. Do you think that's awesome?

Li Qiang and Zhang Wei are both unmarried, so how do they understand the importance of getting the change details? Wang Haifeng explained it again and again, and they consulted others before they realized how awesome this technology was.

Li Qiang became more and more suspicious that he had been teased by Feng Jun.

Wang Haifeng doesn't see it that way. He thinks that Feng Jun is a typical boss who takes money to do things. He may be a bit shady, but he is definitely honest. He plans to win your money, so how can he tease you?

In fact, he believed that what happened at Ming Jue Hui that day was caused by Li Qiang seeking his own death - what would happen if he gave away the fifty red envelopes?

But thinking about it again, he felt that Feng Jun was really amazing. The news always said that Americans could remotely turn on the camera of a mobile phone - even if it was turned off, it would be useless. You have to remove the battery.

He was wondering, did Feng Jun really have any expertise in this area?

Feng Jun laughed when he heard this, "If I have this ability, why can't Guoan give me a meal?"

Wang Haifeng rolled his eyes, "Guoan doesn't have any words carved on his forehead. Who knows if you do?"

Feng Jun asked with a dark face, "If I were Guoan, why would I worry about detonators or TNT?"

"Who knows?" Coach Wang shrugged and spread his hands, "Maybe you want to win our trust and hide your identity."

Feng Jun laughed angrily, "Old Wang, I found that when you tell jokes seriously, you really have some talent as an actor."

"Ahem," Zhang Wei coughed twice, "Xiao Feng, the detonators and TNT will be here soon, so you don't have to keep talking."

Coach Wang ignored him and looked at Feng Jun as he spoke, "Xiao Feng, if you really have the ability to remotely control a camera, you must remember to tell me... This trick is really a waste when it comes to picking up girls."

"Don't waste it," Zhang Wei shouted, with a look of dementia on his face, "That's a great tool for picking up girls."

"That's all you have to offer!" Wang Haifeng pointed at him with a smile, "Not to mention other things, business negotiations, peeking at other companies' contract base prices... How much do you think this can be sold for? Celebrities can do whatever you want."

"That's right," Zhang Wei reacted immediately, and then looked at Feng Jun expectantly, "Do you really have this ability to trade stocks? Other traders are our insiders. Tell the truth, can you really do it? ?”

Wang Haifeng immediately followed up, "Don't worry, we will never tell Li Qiang."

Feng Jun was stunned for a while before he laughed, "If I really have that ability, tell Li Qiang that I'm not afraid. How can you blame me for what happened that day? But I really... don't have that ability."

His ambition was not in such trivial matters, but Wang Haifeng and Zhang Wei's suggestions gave him a sudden enlightenment. Yes, it turns out that I can still make money like this.

But this way of making money really cannot be publicized. Once such a bug-like method appears in the shopping mall, it will definitely arouse public outrage. How will everyone deal with this kind of anomaly? Do you still need to ask?

So, as Zhang Wei said, it is good as a means of picking up girls.

Later, Zhang Wei inevitably talked to Feng Jun about purchasing detonators and TNT.

He said that this kind of thing is taboo, and I will pay for it for you - this was part of the last bet, but I won't take you there then, I will only tell you where to wait, and someone will naturally contact you.

Feng Jun said that he could understand that it was better for everyone to avoid taboo things.

Next, he returned to the rental house in the factory to recharge his batteries and wait for Zhang Wei's notification.

However, one day passed, and there was no news from Zhang Wei. Feng Jun was bored staying alone, and he didn't dare to go to the bar... The music in the bar was so loud that it was easy not to hear the phone ringing.

What's more important is that you need to drink when you go out in a bar. If you get drunk and suddenly receive the news that you need to trade, it is easy to cause problems.

Out of boredom, he opened WeChat and said hello to the beautiful scenery, "Beauty, do you want a red envelope?"

There was no response from Hao Jingjing. After more than half an hour, she replied, "We're in a meeting."

Feng Jun curled his lips when he saw this, and said to himself that it was lucky that I asked if he wanted a red envelope. If there were other greetings, this person would most likely not pay attention.

How about finding a topic is also a skill? It's true.

So he sent another message, "Then after you finish the meeting, we can make an appointment with [呲ya] again."

Good Scenery didn't return, probably because she wasn't too keen on the promise, but since she didn't get angry, it shouldn't be a big problem.

Feng Jun looked at the time and saw that it was six o'clock in the evening. He touched his belly again and said to himself, "I'll wait a little longer. When the scenery is good and the meeting is over, I might be able to ask her to dinner."

But the waiting time was really tiring. He played for a while and was almost done. When he was bored, his cell phone suddenly rang, and it was Zhang Wei who called.

Zhang Wei told him that the goods were ready, including two hundred detonators and ten kilograms of TNT. He was asked to wait at the bus stop in front of the People's Market, put on a peaked cap, and someone would naturally contact him.

Feng Jun was overjoyed, he finally had an idea, and if the deal went quickly, he might be able to catch up with Hao Jingjing.

He got up and went out, bought a peaked cap in a nearby shop, took a taxi and went straight to the People's Market.

By the time he got there, it was already seven o'clock and it was getting dark, but the People's Market was a very lively place with bright lights and many people coming and going.

Feng Jun stood not far from the stop sign, lit a cigarette, and looked around idly. From time to time, he adjusted the peaked cap on his head. "I always feel that this hat is a bit silly."

He waited for almost a quarter of an hour when a thin young man came over, his head lowered and his steps hurried.

There are at least 800,000 such ordinary young people in Zhengyang, if not one million.

However, when passing by him, the young man asked in a low voice, "Brother, what specifications are the goods?"

Feng Jun also didn't expect that this was the real owner. He was stunned for a moment before answering the code word, "Two hundred, twenty pounds."

When the young man heard this, he stopped for a moment and then left quickly.

Two minutes later, the young man came back again, carrying a woven bag with red and white stripes in his hand. He walked up to him, put the woven bag down, and left without saying a word.

Feng Jun knew that there was a celestial eye here, so he didn't dare to say anything, picked up the woven bag and left.

He planned to go to a blind spot in the sky, call a taxi, and then take a few more taxis.

He never dreamed that there were people following the young man.

Following the young man was a high school student in school uniform. When he saw Feng Jun picking up the woven bag and leaving, he quickly took out his mobile phone and called, "Brother Hong, Xiaogui gave the goods to a young man wearing a gray peaked cap. "

Brother Hong was not far away from him. There were seven people behind a commercial vehicle nearby.

He hung up the phone, spoke viciously, glanced around, and spoke viciously, "Okay, I won't say more, stop that guy and dig out the person behind him."

The seven people immediately scattered in all directions. They looked irregular, but they all headed straight for Feng Jun. Some were chasing behind him, while others were blocking in front. They all looked well-trained.

Feng Jun took a few steps, and his intuition told him that something was wrong.

So he pretended to stop lighting his cigarette and looked around intentionally or unintentionally.

The person who was staring at him was stunned when he saw this, Damn, you are carrying detonators and TNT in your hands, how dare you use open flames?

In this moment of confusion, Feng Jun discovered that there were several guys who seemed to want to do something wrong to him.

Bad dish! He didn't know if the other party was a policeman, so he put the woven bag on his shoulder and walked quickly with a cigarette in his mouth.

Such a move really makes things difficult for those following you. You kid is really playing with fire.

But at this moment, someone shouted, "Feng Jun!"

Feng Jun looked sideways and his face darkened. It was none other than Hongjie's former fitness coach Liu Shuming.

Why is this guy out? His first thought was this, UU reading www.uukanshu． net But soon, he put this doubt behind him - since Liu Shuming was there, it proved that the other party was not a policeman!

It would be much easier if he wasn't a policeman. He walked quickly and turned directly into a small alley.

The people who were chasing him didn't care anymore and ran away.

However, some people whispered, "Don't worry, don't worry, it's a dead end."

When they chased in, Feng Jun seemed to know that he had chosen the wrong way. He stood in the alley, turned around and looked at the entrance of the alley, then raised his hand and tugged on his peaked cap to better cover his face.

The red and white woven bag was placed at his feet.

He took a deep breath from the cigarette and asked in a deep voice, "Guys, did I provoke you or provoke you?"

A dark-faced man stepped forward and chuckled, "Brother, we are not targeting you, we just want to ask why the supply of detonators has been low recently. Others refused to tell me, so I have to ask you. asked."

Feng Jun was stunned, blinked his eyes, and sighed helplessly, "I don't know if I want to say that, you probably don't believe me?"

"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not," the black-faced man was Brother Hong. He said coldly, "Take you away and I'll tell you slowly. Do you have any opinions?"

"Brother Hong," at this moment, two people came up, one was Liu Shuming, and the other was a tall and strong man.

The tall and muscular man spoke in a deep voice, "Brother Hong, this guy has a personal grudge against my younger brother, so there is no need to be polite to him."

"Really?" The black-faced man glanced sideways at him, "Rooster, do you know this guy's methods?"

It turns out that this tall and strong man is actually a bastard.

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