Courtyard House: Why is my time-travel experience so shabby?

It was the twelfth lunar month of winter, but the sun was scorching hot in Siam, but Sijiu City, far away from the mountains and seas, was still snowing heavily.

The winter is long, and spring is far away. In the afternoon, Hu Fei's office.

Guo Hanhong hurriedly knocked on the door lightly, and walked in with a message in his hand, with a strange expression on his face:
"Boss, here is a telegram just sent by the Yunnan Branch, please take a look!"

"Dian Province? What happened again?"

Hu Fei's voice was hoarse, and at this moment his face seemed to be more haggard, with obvious bags under his eyes, deep dark circles under his eyes, and even his hair was graying.

Since the Spring Festival, the situation has become more and more serious, and the situation has taken a turn for the worse. Hu Fei is stretched out, and his situation has become more and more embarrassing.

Dreaming back in the middle of the night, he was even vaguely envious of Du Weiguo, who was able to get out of the cage, stretch out as much as he wanted, express his feelings directly, and never have to pay attention to these fly-by-dog dogs, openly and secretly.

After reading the telegram at a glance, Hu Fei couldn't help but smile wryly, put down the telegram silently, lit a cigarette, looked up at Lao Guo, and couldn't help but sigh:
"Oh! I'm afraid this is his true strength. He is invincible in the world, and he is unscrupulous. With one enemy, he can destroy mountains and destroy religions; with his own strength, he can rival the enemy's country.

In our place before, he was restrained and constrained in every possible way. He may not have even displayed half of his abilities, but that's good, and at least it won't make the magic weapon dusty. "

Hearing this, Lao Guo also looked lonely, sighed, and said with emotion:

"That's right~ This kid is making a fuss outside, but he accidentally played a role in knocking mountains and shaking tigers. Those guys are all-pervasive and have good ears and eyes. I'm afraid they received the news earlier than us, boss~"

Hu Fei frowned, and waved his hand impatiently, interrupting Lao Guo's conversation, as if he really didn't want to continue this topic.

"Old Guo, let's not talk about that, his hard-core subordinates, sweethearts, are they fairly stable recently?"

Old Guo secretly sighed, nodded, and regained his composure:

"Well, don't worry, Boss, they're all calm, Du~uh, this kid is a ghost, before he left, he had already made all the arrangements."

On Hu Fei's face, there was a rare smile, and he let out a foul breath, with emotion in his tone:

"Yeah, this hozen is clever, and he can see much more clearly than us. The most rare thing is that he can pick it up and put it down. Lao Guo, tell me in detail. I love to listen. It's refreshing and refreshing!"

Guo Hanhong saw Hu Fei's complexion slightly pale and his brows stretched, and he was relieved in his heart. He smashed his mouth and cleared his throat:
"The elites of Hades' team have all been disbanded and distributed to various places. They are all soldiers kings, with all their abilities. The most important thing is that they are proficient in special operations. They are extremely rare.

They were all treated as baby bumps everywhere, holding them for fear of falling, holding them for fear of melting, all staff and cadres, even Bai Yin who kept the dog, were all promoted. "

Listening to this, Hu Fei's expression became more relaxed, the corners of his mouth raised, and even his frown was loosened, and he commented with a smile:

"Hehe, this hozen knows how to protect the calf, and he has also cultivated some kindling, which looks like it. What about his other irons?"

Speaking of this, Lao Guo's tone became a lot lighter, like a few treasures:
"Lei Qianjun, Chen Jiansheng, and Tang Ahong went to the Municipal Bureau, singled out a stall, started from the stove, and played it safe.

Hanwen has already been transferred to Gan Province after a few years, and now Niu Guangzhi is in charge of the logistics under my command, which is very effective.

As for the steel rolling mill, it was a world of its own, and his old friends and relatives hugged each other with an iron bucket, which was as stable as Mount Tai. "

Lao Guo smacked his mouth and said with emotion:
"Speaking of which, this kid is really powerful, and he has no plans to spare. Lei Qianjun and his old mother-in-law, one inside and one outside, one inside and one outside.

Two-pronged approach, to tidy up all these arrogant soldiers and generals, and arrange everything in a stable manner, it's just~"

"Just what?"

Hu Fei just breathed a sigh of relief and was in a good mood, and was immediately lifted up again. Lao Guo smiled bitterly, and said in a helpless tone:

"Boss, our department is taking sick leave without pay. The only temporary worker, Guo Fu, is missing. Hao Shanhe from the rolling mill has already reported the case the day before yesterday."

"Hahaha!"

Hearing this, Hu Fei was finally amused and laughed until tears burst out of his eyes. He shook his head vigorously, with a playful tone:
"This hozen is good at everything, but he just relies on a good skin all day long to ostentatiously go around and incur countless debts. No need to ask, this little girl Guo Fu must have gone to Hong Kong Island."

Lao Guo also laughed, nodded in agreement, and said in a teasing tone:
"Isn't it! Now, Hong Kong Island can be regarded as extremely lively, and he has teased all these Yingying Yanyan, and I'm afraid they can't hold a table of mahjong.

Foxy Eyes, Zhao Yingnan, that Li Feiyan from before is probably in Hong Kong Island now, and that foreign woman who went crazy looking for news, now I add Guo Fu, tsk~"

Lao Guo counted with his fingers, and he had already clenched a fist. Hu Fei had a rare childlike innocence, and made a joke:
"Old Guo, you forgot, where is the daughter of the Huo family? Before, Mr. Huo even asked Du Weiguo about his marriage?"

"hiss!"

Lao Guo suddenly took a deep breath, silently pressed another finger, and muttered in a low voice:

"Six, for God's sake, what's the deal? It can't be exhausting!"

Hu Fei smiled, then put out the cigarette butt in his hand, sighed, looked out of the window with distant eyes, and his tone became vicissitudes:
"It's good to be young! Unscrupulous, Lao Guo, tell me, if we didn't recruit him back then, wouldn't he be able to fulfill his wish, be safe and happy, and be at ease?"

Lao Guo didn't hesitate, shook his head without thinking, and said firmly:

"Impossible! A person like him stands out from the crowd, no matter where he is, he will definitely stand out.

And our Secret Service Division is the most suitable stage for him, boss, you are his noble person, and the great reputation of Hades is also played here! "

Lao Guo's words were obviously mixed with flattery and relief. Hu Fei looked at the old buddy who had been with him for decades, and smiled wryly at himself:
"Okay, old Guo, don't brag about yourself, you know your own affairs, we are mud bodhisattvas crossing the river now, alas~"

Lao Guo was also silent, with a gloomy expression. After a while, his eyes flickered, and he asked tentatively:

"Boss, he will definitely be going to Hong Kong Island in the end. Should we find a way to contact him and invite him as foreign aid? His deterrent effect is extraordinary."

Hu Fei's eyes were heavy, and he tapped his fingers on the table, somewhat moved, but after pondering for a while, he still shook his head sadly:
"Forget it, Lao Guo, do you think he is willing to get involved with us now that he has finally returned to the mountain like a tiger and a flying dragon in the sky?

After all, I owe him the matter of Yang Caiyu. The soup is muddy and smelly, so it's better not to bring him in. Besides, he may not be willing to talk to us.

This kid is smart and far-sighted. In fact, he has already started planning. There is already a small situation on Hong Kong Island. Even without Yang Caiyu, he would not stay any longer~"

"Ah~"

Lao Guo sighed and said no more.

At the same time, Lei Na, who was far away on Hong Kong Island, just received a fax. After reading it, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and her beautiful big green eyes narrowed.

"Wesley, you bastard, you are really a disaster for thousands of years, I knew you would not die so easily, did you play a golden cicada to escape your shell?

Hmph, you are so generous, you actually robbed Kuncha, you must have made a lot of money, no, I will have to scratch you even if you are high or low! "

Putting down the fax in her hand, Reina picked up the phone on the table without hesitation, and made a call:
"Maggie, book me a plane ticket to Bangkok immediately, the earliest possible time, yes, I can do it alone.

In addition, you have been paying attention to my phone recently. If a man named Wesley calls me, tell him that I am in Bangkok, well, that's it. "

After hanging up the phone, Lei Na gently brushed her long hair, and said to herself cheerfully:
"Hey, Wesley, will you be surprised to see me suddenly in Bangkok!"

Wan Chai Police Station, Lei Luo's office, his office is not big, and the decoration is simple and capable, without luxury.

At this moment, Lei Luo was writing and writing on his desk, dealing with official business. On the wall behind him, there was still a plaque with two lines of characters written in flying and phoenix dances:

"The sea is open to all rivers, tolerance is great, walls stand thousands of feet, no desire is strong!"

As the leader of the black gold empire on Hong Kong Island, this picture is somewhat ironic, and I don't know why Lei Luo wants to hang it.

"Dangdangdang!"

There was a knock on the door outside his office, Lei Luo was interrupted, raised his head, put down the pen, frowned slightly, twisted his neck, and said in a deep voice:

"Come in!"

A lard boy like Maitreya squeezed in from the door, smiling all over his face:

"Brother Luo!"

Seeing him, Lei Luo raised the corners of his mouth, greeted him, and teased in a teasing tone:

"Lard boy, isn't it your little wife's birthday today? Why did you come to me?"

Lardboy scratched his scalp, walked up to Lei Luo's table with a big belly, and said with a smile:

"Brother Luo, don't embarrass me. A big thing happened in Triangle Land recently, so I hurried over to tell you."

"Ok?"

Lei Luo immediately became interested, and looked at Lard Boy with scorching eyes. He knew that the black gold empire he built was fundamentally inseparable from the three things of pornography and D, and D is the most important thing. .

Lei Luo's life-and-death brother, Wu Shihao, the lame man, is one of the four big families of D owls in Hong Kong Island. They help him manage this industry, share the profits equally, and make a lot of money every day.

Lard boy was fat, and he was sweating profusely after walking a few steps. He wiped the oily sweat from his forehead, waved his fat arms, and said happily:
"Hey, before, that bastard Yan Tong relied on the support of General Sanjiao Diluo to make things difficult for us and lower prices maliciously.

Just yesterday, General Luo was shot in the head, and his subordinates were fighting among themselves, and they were already fighting like dogs biting dogs. "

Lei Luo frowned tightly, with a dignified expression, and asked in a deep voice:

"Do you know who did it? Kuncha?"

At this time, Lardboy's expression became more exaggerated, and he leaned closer to Lei Luo, mysteriously lowering his voice:
"It's a demon."

"Evil God?"

Lei Luo was stunned for a moment, but he didn't react for a while, and Lard Boy added in a low voice:
"Brother Luo, that is the great Mr. Wesley."

"hiss!"

Lei Luo suddenly gasped, feeling a chill down his spine. Du Weiguo, who was aliased as Wesley, came to Hong Kong Island twice.

It was all bloody and bloody, earth-shaking, he was an out-and-out evil god, and the impression left on Lei Luo was too deep.

Unforgettable, unforgettable forever!
"Why did this evil god go to the Triangle again? Could it be that this blind-eyed Luo Tubei provoked him to the north?"

Lardboy shook his head, the fat on his face trembling like waves:

"I don't know, it shouldn't be possible, no matter how stupid he is, he shouldn't be so blind?"

Lei Luo lit a cigarette and pondered for a while:
"Well~ Luo Tubie is dead, and his subordinates are not very successful. In the future, it is estimated that Kuncha's family will dominate."

Lard boy said with a smile:

"That's right, Brother Hao has always sold goods with Kuncha, and the relationship is quite strong. This time, Fat Zaichao from Yan Hui's side will have nothing to do with it."

Lei Luo slowly exhaled the smoke from his mouth, with a dignified expression, he shook his head:
"It's never a good thing for a single family to dominate. Because of the exclusive monopoly, he can set the price at will. Kuncha has been preparing for the war for more than a year and has no money. This time he will definitely take the opportunity to increase the price!"

Lard Boy didn't take it seriously:

"What are you afraid of? A rising tide raises all boats. Anyway, we are close to the water, and we have Brother Hao's relationship. At least we can kick out Fat Zaichao, a street-crazy kid, and give him a hand."

Lei Luo stroked his chin, his eyes were deep, and he said with a smile:

"Lard boy, as I said just now, it is never a good thing for a single family to dominate, if Ah Hao monopolizes the flour business, huh.

You go quietly help me make an appointment with Fat Zaichao, no, just help me ask Zhixiong to have dinner together, the sooner the better~"

Lardboy's small eyes rolled quickly a few times, and he nodded solemnly:
"Okay, I understand, Brother Luo, I'll make arrangements now."

Lard boy walked back, Lei Luo extinguished the cigarette butt, frowned, and said to himself:

"Shashen, will you drop by Hong Kong Island this time?"

In the morning of the next day, in the 14K meeting hall, a plaque of loyalty was hung high in the main hall, and the round table below was filled with words and deeds.

Hong Kong Island is known as the number 36, but there are not so many of them. Hong Kong Island is only a little big. In fact, there are only a dozen halls, not even half of them.

At this time, sitting firmly on the central faucet, Prince Zhixiong coughed lightly, with a calm tone:

"Let's talk about it. General Luo is dead. From now on, Kuncha will have the final say in Sanjiaodi. What will happen to the source of flour for our club in the future?"

No one spoke, and the atmosphere was dull. Zhixiong looked at Fat Zaichao, who lowered his head and pretended to be thinking, and said in a low voice:

"A Chao, you have always been in charge of the flour business and the supply of goods. What do you say?"

Fat Zaichao is the seat of 14K Pingzidui. He usually has Yan Tong on his back, and he is always domineering and arrogant.

But now that the leader is asking questions, he can't continue to pretend to be stupid, but his tone is sloppy:

"What can I do? General Luo, he was shot in the head by Shashen thousands of meters away, Shashen!

Brother Prince, you don't know this person, right? We have been fighting against Kuncha before, but now we can only drink the wind! "

There is a strong sense of irony in Fei Zaichao's words. Du Weiguo came to Hong Kong twice, and the leading prince of 14K was frightened and ran to Tai O. He became the laughing stock of the world and lost face!

At this time, Yi Zidui's big nose stood up suddenly:
"Fat Boy Chao, you're a fool, I usually tell you to keep a low profile, don't be too arrogant, and get out of the way.

You are the cause of everything now, go find Laihao yourself and ask him to sell half of the goods to us! "

Dabideng is the founder of 14K, a veteran of the two dynasties, with a strong influence in Yizidui, and he is one of the few sitters that Fat Zaichao dare not provoke.

"Cut, Uncle Deng, Laihao is not my son, how can he be obedient?"

Dabideng is domineering, and his tone is aggressive:

"I don't care about it, whether you beg him on your knees or lick his eggs, in short, you have to get the goods, or else, hehe~"

Speaking of which, the clay figurine is still a bit angry, not to mention Fat Boy Chao is domineering in nature, how can he bear this, so he stands up:

"What else? Dabideng, don't rely on the old and sell the old. Others are afraid of you, but I am not afraid of Fat Boy Chao. Can you still bite me?"

"Pujie, how dare you yell at me, old man~"

Dabideng's temperament was like a raging fire, and he immediately rolled up his sleeves, ready to perform a full-scale martial arts.

"boom!"

The prince patted the table vigorously, with a harsh tone:

"Fight, beat to death, I will give each of you a knife, and you will never die, okay?"

Needless to say, in the early years, Prince Zhixiong, who had just come out of the rivers and lakes, was actually quite powerful and prestigious, but in recent years.

He is getting older and more mature. The most important thing is that he has money in his pocket. He is a little tired of fighting and killing. Isn't it good to enjoy life?
In a word, life is a pity!

To make a digression, the prince himself was indeed the leader of a rare hospice in that era on Hong Kong Island. He didn't die until 2010, and he lived to be 83 years old!
The dragon's hair was soaring, Big Bideng and Fat Boy Chao died down immediately, and sat down slowly, the prince snorted coldly:
"Ah Chao, no matter what you say, you can't get rid of this matter. You can discuss it with Inspector Yan and see if you can find the source of the goods again through Lei Luo."

Fat Boy Chao opened his mouth, and just about to speak, the Crown Prince glanced at him coldly:
"Yan Tong took away 1200 million yuan in fees from our K-prefix in one year. He has to help this favor, and he has to help if he doesn't! Chao, what's the problem?"

Fat Boy Chao's face was livid, and he hummed in a tone of displeasure: "There's no problem."

The prince nodded, and made a final decision:
"Okay, in half a month, you are responsible for getting the supply, otherwise, the family law will take care of you!"

As soon as this remark came out, Fat Zaichao's face turned pale and he was stunned, while the other people sitting in the restaurant all showed joy and were extremely satisfied.

Can become the head of one of the three major associations on Hong Kong Island, how can the prince of others be an ordinary person, and also a person with sharp wrists.

At that time, if Fat Zaichao can't figure it out, he will surely die, and Pingzidui's seat will inevitably be replaced. In fact, he can't figure it out no matter what. As for the source of goods, the prince has his own way.

After the meeting was over, the prince stared blankly at the gilded loyalty plaque hanging high in the main hall, and said to himself:
"Shashen, you really linger~"

At this time, his confidant, Yong Zidui, who was sitting in the hall, came closer and said in a low voice:
"Boss, Jiuju's family has a deep hatred with Shashen, do you want to tell Shashen's news over there now?"

The prince waved his hand and spoke calmly:
"There's no need to make a fuss. If they have the guts to fight Shashen again, they will probably have already boarded the boat and set off by now."

At this moment, in the Siamese city of Bangkok, at the port of BANGKOK, a cargo ship from the island country of Japan slowly moored.

A large number of black-clothed men with cold expressions, strong figures and big bags came down from the boat. At the end of the line was an octogenarian man with white beard and hair, who was dying and leaning on crutches.

After he disembarked, he gently propped his body up with a cane, took a deep breath of the warm and humid air of the Bangkok pier, and a strange purple flashed in his eyes.

"Shashen, hehe, I don't know how many years my life will last if I eat him?"