Hu Zi laughed. "The big guy has ways to get guns. As for the money, I'll just kill them then. I'm afraid they've got more lives on their hands than I do."
"Smart old man! Heh, heh!"
The next day, at the crack of dawn, Jiang Guangrong went out to call on the rich in Yanghe City. Xiao still led his team patrolling the streets as usual.
Soon, three black sedans stopped on Xiao Zheng's left. The glass window behind the driver's seat of the lead car slowly rolled down. Inside sat Ye, whom Wu Shang trusted.
Very quickly, the window rolled back up, and the three cars pulled away again.
Xiao Zheng was a bit stunned. He casually sent a few men off to patrol other streets. He went back to the police car, changed clothes, put on a pair of sunglasses, and started wandering aimlessly down the street. After a while, he soon arrived at a café a few hundred meters away.
