Chapter 52 Li Qian's Phone Call

  "Did the boss ask you to come over?" Song Gang frowned and asked Song Jiao, who had walked over to help.

  Song Jiao's face was stiff and she didn't say a word, looking at the corpses on the entire boat, making her feel somewhat nauseous, but still within the tolerable range. In fact, both siblings were previously considered high-ranking members of the "Mighty Tiger Association", their father being one of the founders of the association. The grudge with another big shot in the Mighty Tiger Association was nothing more than a struggle for power.

  "Go back! Without the boss's orders, you can only stay on the island from now on!" After finishing speaking, Song Gang untied the rope of the fishing boat at the dock, jumped onto the boat, and walked into the driving cabin with a expressionless face.

  Standing on the dock, Song Jiao's tears of grievance were swirling in her eye sockets. It was like this since she was a child, no matter what happened in the village, the adults at home wouldn't let her participate. She had been very cold and distant since childhood, basically having no friends at all, which also had an inseparable relationship with her family.

  She also knew that several brothers were for their own good, but who had considered their feelings?

  Zhang Heng stood by the window, looking towards the dock, holding a cup of red wine in his hand. He couldn't tell whether it was good or bad, as it was left over from Huang Dahai and his men before. Following the principle of not wasting drinks, Zhang Heng finished it off!

  "This brother and sister still have some meaning!" Zhang Heng's mouth corners twitched upwards, he thought for a moment, then tilted his head back to finish the red wine in his high-footed cup, put down the cup and walked out!

  When Zhang Heng came over, Song Jiao stood still on the spot, gazing at the distant fishing boat sailing away, without moving an inch!

  "You're so old, yet you still cry like a baby." Zhang Heng chuckled and shook his head. As he passed by Song Jiao's side, he lightly patted her plump buttocks, but the softness of her skin bounced his hand back.

  Song Jiao glared at Zhang Heng, her eyes as if they could devour him. Zhang Heng rubbed his nose and dryly said: "The reflection shouldn't be this big, right? Let's go, aren't you worried about your brother? Otherwise, I'll take you to join in the fun, who knows what kind of scolding I'll get from you."

  "Are you going too?" Song Jiao's face looked a bit better.

  Zhang Heng smiled and nodded, leading the way to the yacht. Originally, he didn't want to join in on the commotion. Song Gang's current strength should be no less than that of the world's top assassins. The boss of the Ferocious Tiger Society would probably also not be able to withstand him. However, looking at Song Jiao's appearance, if he himself didn't go, his heart would probably harbor second thoughts!

  Mighty Tiger is a not-so-small force in Southeast Asia's dark forces. Under its umbrella, it operates various industries, including yellow, gambling and poison, with thousands of members involved. Its main turf is the Philippines and Singapore!

  "So you're saying your dad was a big shot back in the day?" Zhang Heng leaned against the driver's seat, staring at Song Jiao and asking.

  Song Jiao's face was stern, and she nodded slightly. Her father, Song Guangrong, was from mainland China's F province. After sneaking out, he joined the Meng Hu Association for various reasons and became one of its founding members. He had been a liaison in Singapore and was considered an elder. However, he was eventually killed by a rival gang from the Philippines. Of her several older brothers, only Song Gang was still alive; the others were all dead.

  As for Song Jiao, she had been living in Singapore before and was asked by Song Guangrong to go back to her hometown in F province to handle some business before the incident happened, thus narrowly escaping this disaster. Later, she got in touch with Song Gang and arrived at Zhangjiajie Island.

  "If I help you kill those enemies and avenge your father and brothers, how will you repay me?" Zhang Heng suddenly asked with a smile, looking at Song Jiao. Of course, the words were three parts true and seven parts false, with a large dose of joking. But in this day and age, there are few people who do good deeds without seeking reward, and even fewer who don't try to repay kindness.

  Zhang Heng never thought he was a good person himself!

  Of course, it's not that he's a bad egg! Men always love to flirt with women, and towards Song Jiao, Zhang Heng is more fond of her shiny black skin and her plump, round buttocks.

  "Boss, I'm your employee now. If you help me get revenge, I'll definitely be loyal and work hard for you in the future! Isn't that enough?" Song Jiao turned her head to look at Zhang Heng's eyes and said calmly. She wasn't stupid, she could see what he was thinking. But... men are all bastards, don't you have a girlfriend already? Are you still trying to get me to be your mistress, you pervert!

  Zhang Heng rolled his eyes and thought to himself, "This black girl isn't taking the bait." Having Zhao Xue was one thing, but distant water couldn't quench present thirst. The days on the island were long and sleepless!

  Philippine Zhang Heng had never been here before, but Song family siblings were very familiar. Song Gang docked the fishing boat at the pier, found a buyer, and sold it. This was also Zhang Heng's requirement, he wasn't some rich second-generation, how could one boat not sell for 100,000 to 800,000, enough for Zhang Jianguo to earn his annual salary, even a small mosquito is meat!

  "Boss, we've been spotted!"

  Song Gang's face was cold as he stood behind Zhang Heng and spoke in a low voice.

  "First find a hotel to stay in, and then take action at night!" Zhang Heng shrugged his shoulders, he didn't care. After all, this wasn't Huaxia, daytime and nighttime were the same for him, no distinction. However, murder was against the law anywhere, but it's better to be mindful of the impact, still need to be mindful of the impact!

  Zhang Heng used to have a bad impression of the Philippines, mainly because of its discrimination against Chinese people and the fact that many Filipino maids work abroad. But it seems like this poor country has made some progress in its development.

  Song Gang took the two of them and found a decent hotel to stay in first. Zhang Heng didn't understand the local language of the Philippines, but Song Gang and his sister Song Jiao both understood it. After arranging for Zhang Heng to stay at the hotel, Song Gang went out, who knows what he's up to!

  "You said, let's buy a piece of land in Feilvbing, how about it?" Zhang Heng lay on the bed, Song Jiao was in the same room with him, but this black girl had been cold-faced from start to finish, if Zhang Heng didn't take the initiative to ask her, she would never speak up.

  "Buy land? What for, to build a house? It's better to just buy one that's already been built by the developer!" Song Jiao turned her head and said coldly.

  "No!" Zhang Heng shook his head, he wanted to buy a house and wouldn't come to Fei Lü Bing either. Beijing, Yunhai City, S City, New York, London, Xīn Jiāo Pō, where isn't better than this place?!

  "So what did you buy land for, to plant sugarcane?"

  "Hmm, how about sugarcane? Won't that do?" Zhang Heng asked with a smile. What to plant doesn't matter, anyway we're not short of money now, buying a piece of land and raising pigs is also possible!

  "You're the boss, you can do whatever you want!" After that, Song Jiao ignored Zhang Heng.

  Zhang Heng himself was feeling unenthusiastic, and had just thought of going out for a stroll when his phone rang. Looking at the unfamiliar number, Zhang Heng was taken aback, and his eyebrows furrowed involuntarily.

  The phone call was made by Li Qian.

  After answering the phone, Zhang Heng didn't speak, and Li Qian on the other end of the line was also silent. The atmosphere was a bit dull, and in the end, it was still Zhang Heng who couldn't help but smile wryly and say: "I thought you would change your number!"

  "Where are you? I miss you!" Li Qian's voice was laced with fatigue, and even Zhang Heng, who was far away in Feilvying, could hear it!