Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 313 90: Life is too boring, add some spice!

"Easy to say! Easy to say!"

"But Xiao Zong is my trusted and trusted advisor, and I will never give him up no matter what!"

"But since you asked, Brother Sheng, I will definitely help you solve your problems. Xiao Zong has an apprentice named Mei Ling, who is also a math genius. I guarantee there will be no problem."

Boxing champion counted the money in his hand, which was more than 70,000 yuan. He put it in his pocket contentedly, glanced at the gold Rolex on his wrist, and said with a smile: "The boss is still waiting, I'll go first."

"Brother Sheng, come to Central when you have time, and let me show you what it means to be a Central Werewolf."

"Those part-time white-collar girls are all awesome!"

"Adong, I know you like spicy food. Those foreigners are all hot, but their skin is a little worse. It feels like sandpaper and is covered with hair."

Boxing King Sheng closed the lids of the two boxes, holding one in each hand, said goodbye to Chi Mengli and Bo Xidong, and left the office with his new head horse, Fire Stick.

Chi Mengli looked at the banknotes that temporarily belonged to him with an indifferent expression. Then he reached his hand into the compartment, fumbled around everywhere, took out the locator that he had put in before, and threw it on the table.

Bo Xidong walked quickly forward and looked at the button-sized locator on the table. He looked left and right but couldn't figure out what it was, so he turned to look at Chi Mengli, hoping that the boss could give him an answer.

"Chixian, this is a locator."

"Count all the banknotes until you have 10 million, then give them to Young Master Wang and tell him that he can sign the land transfer agreement."

"Land in Wan Chai is expensive. A three-acre plot of land (12140.57 square meters) is worth million yuan, and there is no market for it."

"Land in Hong Kong is getting more and more expensive!"

Chi Mengli walked to the window and saw Boxing King Sheng and his mute leader Ma get into the car together. She watched Boxing King Sheng's balls leave her sight before she turned around, picked up the landline on the table and dialed a number.

The phone beeped for half a minute before someone picked up.

"Tell Lao Ding that I found something strange in the box!"

Chi Mengli finished his words quickly, hung up the phone, and looked at Bocai Dong, "Adong, inform those big circle guys that the goods are on the way."

"Go to the self-service phone booth and make a call. Don't leave any clues. When you come back, bring me a cup of lemon tea."

Hearing the order from the Baimen boss, Spinach Dong, who never mind watching the fun, nodded excitedly, turned around and went downstairs to call the Big Circle Leopard whom he had contacted in advance.

Chi Mengli buckled the box, sat back in the boss chair, and ate the pork chop bun slowly.

"Riding a white horse and carrying a foreign rifle, the third brother ate the food provided by the Eighth Route Army. He wanted to go home to see his daughter, but he couldn't even think about fighting the Japanese!"

“I can’t take care of that!”

"The one leaving the cave lifted the red curtain. The little sister watched her brother go far away. They held hands and glanced at each other. Hu'er hey yo, we'll see each other after we kill the devils."

"The one riding the white horse and carrying a foreign rifle, the third brother is so free and easy, fighting for us poor people. Hurry, my sister is so excited."

"Hurrah."

The big leopard sitting in the passenger seat of the van was singing folk songs from his hometown.

The tune this guy is humming is the Shaanxi folk song "Riding a White Horse". However, few people can sing this version now. But everyone is familiar with "The East is Red", which is adapted from this Shaanxi love song.

My hometown is on the other side of the ocean, but it takes thousands of miles to get there.

Although he has been out for less than half a month, Big Circle Leopard still can't help but miss home. He misses the Loess Plateau, the spicy food at home, the mutton in water basins, the mutton soup with steamed buns, and the two naked little kids at home, his parents, and his wife!

"Brother Bao, there's a message on the pager. I'm going to go listen to it."

Sitting in the back seat, Mendao took out the pager he had just bought and wanted to go to the self-service telephone booth nearby to make a call or receive a message.

"Go ahead! Climb early in the morning, don't panic, relax, and don't be a coward!"

The Big Circle Leopard, whose impromptu singing was interrupted, sighed in dissatisfaction and casually gave a few instructions to his brothers.

"Brother Bao, I know. You don't need to give me any instructions for this matter, platoon leader."

He opened the door, got out of the van, closed the door, and walked straight to the self-service telephone booth on the side of the road.

The big leopard looked through the car window toward the self-service telephone booth and saw that the door was dialing. He drank a cup of lemon tea and then turned his gaze to the rear compartment.

There were three people sitting in the back car, all of them were his fellow villagers, all of them were swordsmen who came from the Loess Plateau.

The bandits in Shandong and the swordsmen in Shaanxi, Gansu and Ningxia are all roaming around like wild animals.

The principal who had looked down on Yang Dao Ke back then was filled with remorse when he returned to Nanjing. He realized what it meant that poor mountains and bad waters produce unruly people.

Don't think that there are no swordsmen in Shaanxi, Gansu and Ningxia now. There are still many people on the Loess Plateau who are fighting on the edge of a knife. They are just keeping up with the times and no longer carry their family heirloom swords in public.

(After 20 years on the Loess Plateau, Ah Xian finally saw what it meant to be a mountain king everywhere in the wild mountains and ridges, and also saw a few Shaanxi-Gansu-Ningxia swordsmen who still made a living by using sword handles.)
But now, these swordsmen who dared to cut their own thighs to eat with wine are eating pork chop buns in an unpresentable manner.

Hong Kong is indeed a land of great wealth. For only three or five dollars, you can buy a roujiamo filled with big pieces of pork or chicken.

Not to mention Yan'an Prefecture, even Chang'an City cannot compare with Hong Kong. The roujiamo in Chang'an City requires the meat to be chopped into small pieces and stuffed into the unleavened steamed bun.

But in Hong Kong, they fry a whole piece of meat and then put it in a steamed bun with a piece of cream (butter). It is both fragrant and filling.

"Brother Bao, everything about Hong Kong is good except that the air is too humid. After washing clothes, they take half a day to dry. If it were in my hometown, they would be dried in an hour! And there's no delicious noodles."

The bald strong man sitting in the third row of seats finished a pork chop bun in just a few bites, burped lightly, took out a chicken sandwich from the bag and continued eating.

"You idiot! Even eating can't stop your mouth."

"What do you know? Feng Sheng Shui Qi, Feng Sheng Shui Qi, uh, I heard from a Feng Shui master in my hometown that a good place is the best place with good wind and water. That's why people in Hong Kong are rich!"

"It's because Hong Kong people live by the sea, enjoying the sea breeze, and they make money from it."

"Don't be afraid! After we finish this job, we will have money, and we can go wherever we want!"

Big Circle Leopard drank the lemon tea in his hand and educated his brothers, but his eyes were always on the self-service telephone booth, looking at the door panel that was making a call.

"I don't want to go anywhere. Hong Kong is a blessed land. I want to build a big house in Hong Kong and bring my mother over."

"Brother Bao, I see there is a delicatessen downstairs from where we live. It sells all kinds of roast meat, roast goose, and roast duck. After we finish work today, can you buy a few pounds of them so that we brothers can enjoy some delicious foreign food?"

The shepherd devoured the sandwich in the blink of an eye. This guy is indeed a foodie. After finishing breakfast, he started thinking about lunch and dinner.

The big leopard smiled. His brother had only two thoughts in his mind, one was his daughter, and the other was eating meat. But it was not his fault, as he could hardly eat meat all year round.

At the welcoming banquet three days ago, this guy ate three roast ducks, half a roast goose, and nearly half a pound of roast pork and barbecued pork, and drank five bottles of beer.

I had a great time eating in the first half of the night, but I was exhausted in the second half. My legs were weak from diarrhea.

Thinking of this, the big leopard said, "Shepherd, you only care about food and not punishment. You had diarrhea in the middle of the night and your legs can't even stand, and now you still want to eat meat."

The shepherd sitting in the back quickly put down the cup of milk tea in his hand and said affirmatively: "Brother Bao, even when I was in the company, I have never eaten so much meat."

"My mother made dumplings for the Mid-Autumn Festival. There were more than ten people in the family. She only bought one or two ounces of meat, chopped a basin of leeks, and put three eggs in it. The dumplings she made didn't even have the smell of meat."

"Just this, all my family's grain coupons for the year have been spent!"

"There were no fine grain coupons in the mountains. My eldest brother and his wife scraped them out from their teeth. But even so, it was only half a pound of white flour, and my mother mixed it with two pounds of corn flour."

"I finally get to eat meat this time when I come to Hong Kong. Please let me enjoy a good meal!"

After the shepherd finished speaking, he looked at the leopard sitting in the passenger seat with a silly look.

“Life is hard enough!”

"But don't be afraid. After this job is done, you will all be millionaires." Big Circle Leopard threw the empty cup of milk tea into the packaging bag and looked at the street scene outside the window.

Menban quickly walked back to the front of the car, opened the door, got in the car, and said to the big leopard in the passenger seat: "Brother Leopard, the boss gave us news that the goods are on the way."

"So, do you really have tens of millions of goods on hand?"

Upon hearing that the goods were on the way, Big Circle Leopard immediately became excited and put on the sunglasses he bought for more than ten yuan at the Temple Street Night Market.

"Tens of millions? Stop making me laugh!"

"You are from a wealthy landlord family. How much money have you ever seen? How much money have I ever seen?"

"Our Dongjingshang Village only had electricity two years ago. During the Chinese New Year, we lit up loud speakers all night. The next year, the whole village chipped in to pay for the eight yuan electricity bill."

"Hong Kong is rich, and they issue large notes worth 1,000 yuan each. Apart from the gold yuan notes issued by the principal of the university, I have never seen such a large denomination. But 10 million yuan, we in the surrounding villages can barely earn 10,000 yuan after working hard all year."

"Do you know how many people there are in this area? There are tens of thousands of people, and each of them can't even make a dollar."

"To put it bluntly, we are here to help the boss with his funeral. After we get the 100,000 yuan promised by the boss, we can go home."

"One hundred thousand yuan, plus the thirty thousand yuan we have, is enough for everyone to build a big house. If you don't want to go back to the village, I see there are many houses for sale in the suburbs of Chang'an. We can just buy two and change the Feng Shui."

"You know, Chang'an was the imperial city of King Chuang, and we live next to the Forbidden City."

"It's beautiful! It's beautiful!"

"Well, now that the goods are on the way, let's get ready. We have already stepped on the spot in the past few days."

"Work!"

The thought of going home and building a big house made the wrinkles on Big Leopard's face never smooth out. He picked up a green cloth bag from under his feet, took out a black mask that he had prepared in advance, put it on his face, and took out a few Monkey King masks and threw them to the people in the back row.

Wearing a face mask is to prevent others from recognizing you, and wearing a mask is a second layer of insurance to be prepared for any eventuality.

In fact, in the bag of the big circle leopard, there was not only a mask and a face shield, but also a complete set of clothes, and under the clothes was a gun.

When they swam to the Xiangjiang River, they didn't abandon the five or six rushes. People can die, but the food cannot be lost. Now it comes in handy.

When a person dies, it turns out that everything in this world has nothing to do with him, but if he is not dead, he still has to run around for eating, drinking, defecating, urinating and sleeping.

"Shengzi, drive the car. When you see the cargo coming, hit it. Then follow the route you have taken before. When you reach the underground parking lot, park the car inside. Don't be stupid! Be quick!"

"Menban, Shuanzi, the two of you come with me. Shepherd, you stay at the back and provide cover. Be the first to get on the bus. You are such a big jerk that you are blocking the door and no one else can get on the bus."

"But you also have to take cover and keep watch!"

"If you can avoid hurting anyone, don't hurt anyone. We are just trying to make money."

"Be prepared, and don't be lazy when the time comes!"

The instructor often said this phrase. Big Leopard was used to hearing it and he remembered it. Some habits can never be forgotten. He took out the Wuliu Chong from the bag, loaded the bullets, adjusted the safety, and then waited for the goods to arrive.

A burgundy Porsche 928GT sports car appeared on Shanghai Road.

This kind of top-notch luxury car is hard to come by, even in Hong Kong, a metropolis full of rich young men and wealthy people.

The big leopard recognized the car in front of him. This was his target. He was used to seeing classic cars, but he was also impressed. Beautiful! It was really beautiful!

He once asked a middleman how much such a car would cost, and the middleman told him an astronomical figure, an astronomical figure that his entire family combined could not earn.

"Rope, work!"

Since I can't afford it with all the money I earn in my lifetime, I might as well just destroy it. Otherwise, it would be a shame to lie in the car every day during this period of time, thought the big leopard, and then slapped the person who was holding the steering wheel and the accelerator rope.

The rope received the command and turned the steering wheel directly, crashing into the Porsche sports car that had just stopped.

Boxing Champion Sheng, who had just opened the trunk and was about to take out the box, was also stunned, but he quickly reacted, picked up the box and ran towards Ruixing mahjong hall.

The van directly smashed the front of the Porsche sports car, and the wind blew the boxing champion down.

The two boxes fell directly to the ground and broke open, and the stacks of banknotes inside fell out.

The big leopard sitting in the co-pilot seat was wide-eyed. He had good eyesight and could see the banknotes on the ground clearly, and he could also see the number of zeros on the banknotes. Seeing that there was indeed a huge amount of money, he said without hesitation, "Ninety-nine boats on the ninety-nine bays!"

"Ninety-nine boats, ninety-nine poles, ninety-nine boatmen, come and move the boats!"

"Brothers, whether you can make a fortune this time depends on your luck!"

After singing the tune of Big Circle Leopard, he was the first one to push open the car door and jump out, then he fired a shot at Boxing Champion Sheng who was picking up the box and climbing up.

Boxing Champion Sheng, who had just picked up two boxes and wanted to run away, quickly lowered his head and hid behind the sports car to avoid Peanut's attack.

"Bang bang...bang..."

Boxing King Sheng's chief, Huogun, and the guards in the car behind all got out of the car and fought back with their Black Star pistols.

To escort such a huge sum of money, Boxing King Sheng must be prepared to guard against being robbed by his fellow criminals, so each of his henchmen holds a short dog, ready to start a big fight at any time.

Boxing Champion Sheng, who was hiding behind the car, squatted on the ground and moved forward, trying to enter Ruixing mahjong hall.

The Leopard, who was suppressed by the firepower, saw that the coward with the box was trying to run away. He made a gesture to the door panel and Shuanzi beside him. The two of them understood and began to move forward, then raised five or six rifles and fired back at the thugs in the bathroom.

"Da da da da da"

The two water room thugs who were firing indiscriminately with short firearms were immediately beaten into a hornet's nest, spitting blood from their mouths and falling to the ground.

The exchange of gunfire on the street has alarmed the waiters in the Ruixing mahjong house.

Shanghai Road is the territory of Shuifang, and Ruixing Queguan is the territory of the head of the character. To start a fire here is like touching the tiger's butt.

Viper Ming, who was standing in the front desk, took a look at the situation on the street first and found that the one who was exchanging fire with the masked man was Boxing King Sheng. He immediately opened the secret compartment in the front desk and threw the two MP5 submachine guns inside to his thugs who were watching the scene, asking them to go out and support Boxing King Sheng.

Two bathroom thugs picked up their MP5 submachine guns, turned on the safety, rushed out of the gate of Ruixing Queguan, and started firing at the masked people.

Viper Ming pulled out a revolver from a hidden compartment, but he did not rush out to fight. Instead, he rushed to the elevator with the revolver. At this critical juncture, Boxing King Sheng would die, but Lao Ding would definitely be fine.

Because the third floor is an iron wall and it is impossible to get through without a guide. He must hold out until the police arrive. He needs to take advantage of this opportunity to show his loyalty to Lao Ding and show that he is the handsome guy who truly supports Lao Ding.

As for important matters like staying at the door, commanding his men to fight back, and supporting Boxing Champion Sheng, Viper clearly didn't care at all.

How can you be so funny!
The door of Ruixing Queguan is just an ordinary glass door. Not to mention peanuts, it would be easily damaged even if it was accidentally touched.

It's so unfair to lose your life for a guy you don't have a good relationship with!

Dushe Ming took the elevator to the third floor and told the men guarding the elevator to quickly turn off the power and lock the large iron door at the stairs.

Lazy Bing was holding a long knife in his hand, guarding in front of Shenxianjin's office with a murderous look on his face. When he saw Poisonous Snake Ming rushing up with a revolver, he immediately pointed the tip of the knife at the loser.

"Brother Bing, don't do it, we are one family."

"The old vertex has been solved?"

Viper Ming quickly put the revolver in his hand on the ground. He had dodged in a hurry just now and forgot to load bullets, so the revolver was now just a piece of scrap metal and was of no use at all.

"What is it, A-Ming? Let him in!"

Shenxian Jin's voice came from the office.

(End of this chapter)