Rebirth of the Hong Kong Tycoon

Chapter 153 Chapter 152: Thief

The word "Chaibai" is the abbreviation of "Chaishao" and "White Food".

"Demolition" means to divide among friends, and "Shao" means to shoot boards.

At that time, the disciples of the Qing Gang called money a slack, and they would divide up the money they cheated and robbed.

And because it was quite popular at that time for hooligans to ask for banquets to eat and drink for free, so "free food" was added to "demolition tips", and most people called these gangsters "demolition white parties".

Later, this gang of hooligans began to defraud in an organized manner, choosing rich family members as their targets.

Men dismantle the white party members, some pretending to be slickers, and some pretending to be literati and pedantic, with various methods.

Someone is in charge of intelligence, and the targets of attention are mostly rich women who are full of jewels.

The intelligence spies follow up secretly to learn the target's name, temperament, in-and-out characteristics, and family background, and then the leader sends someone to check the truth in detail.

After classifying whether they belong to the romantic type or the honest type, according to the target social status and characteristics, a person of roughly the same age is selected to seduce.

After being informed of the target's information, the white man selected will give countermeasures, modify his face, change his clothes, sneak to the destination, wait for the target to travel, and act on camera.

Take the method of following around to find opportunities. During the period of following, the expenses must be generous and reimbursed uniformly. After a long time, the target will inevitably develop a good impression when he sees such a wealthy and suitable person to follow.

The women's demolition white party doesn't have much organizational structure, and it's generally just a small group of a few people.

Objectively speaking, their joining is more to satisfy their carnal desires.

Therefore, out of ten people, eighty-nine were victims, and only one or two beneficiaries.

In the end, most of them were killed and their families were destroyed.

Even the beneficiaries often end up miserable in the end.

Zhao Ying froze immediately when she heard the opening poem read by Lin Huaile.

Martial arts have looked down on Wen Da since ancient times, but they also communicate with each other from time to time, just like among the eight generals of a thousand families, there is a reason why there will be generals protecting them.

It's just that I didn't expect that Le, the young master of Xinghe's white paper fan, also understood the opening poem of the gate of heaven and earth.

Lin Huaile knew this poem purely by chance.

When I was young, I lived next door to a weird old man who had no children and lived on government pensions.

He has a folding fan, on which is written this poem that doesn't rhyme.

This weird old man often talked about ancient times, and he knew the way of this poem at that time.

In the dreams of teenagers, he often dreams of rivers and lakes. He is dressed in white and holds a three-foot long sword with a green front.

Poor white happened!

"Listening to the poem, I know that Brother Le is also the master of Menqing."

"Let the little ones go."

"We promise not to step into Tsuen Wan in this life, no, not to step into Xiangjiang."

"Just treat the six of us as farts and let us go, so as not to spoil your eyes."

Zhao Ying did not answer in fluent Cantonese, but used an authentic Beijing movie, which stunned everyone present.

Lin Huaile hadn't heard Beiyin for a while, and most of the people who went to Xiangjiang were veterans from Chaoshan and Guangxi.

North of the Yangtze River, people usually go to Europe and America. In recent years, only a few people have gone to Xiangjiang.

"Who is it?"

Lin Huaile raised his eyebrows and asked about Zhao Ying's hometown.

"People from Langfang, who lived in the capital since childhood, can't change their accent!" Zhao Ying replied bluntly.

Lin Huaile smiled, walked to an iron bucket, and knocked lightly twice, the iron skin resounded crisply, resounding throughout the factory building.

There should be living things in the iron bucket, and after hearing the knocking sound, it began to shake violently.

"Langfang is a good place, and you can reach the capital in an hour."

"Brothers from Tiandimen, when they came to Tsuen Wan, they must have given advice, but I don't know if there is any scripture in their arms?"

Lin Huaile sat on the plastic stool brought by Changmao and asked politely.

advise?

Now that the dragon is trapped in the shallows and the tiger is in Pingyang, how can I dare to use the word "advice".

Besides, my own life is still in the hands of these people, so it's better to be more polite.

Zhao Ying smiled helplessly, opened her mouth, and said flatteringly, "Brother Le, you really know how to joke."

"The brothers wanted to make some money, but they didn't expect to visit the wrong temple."

"Just draw a line, I will follow as much as you want, please let us go."

Lin Huaile smiled, but didn't answer.

Instead, he asked Changmao to take out the plastic bucket prepared next to him, and asked Situ Haonan to fill the bucket with cement.

Situ Haonan chuckled, picked up the shovel used by Brother Le just now, threw away his shoulders and filled it with cement.

After loading a few shovels, he looked up at Zhao Ying, sneered at him, and continued to work hard.

"almost!"

"Ask this brother from Tiandimen to test the temperature."

Changmao saw that the bucket of cement was half full, so he stopped Situ Haonan's movements and asked Zhao Ying to be arrested.

Cement has a fart temperature!
This is to give yourself a cement coffin!

Zhao Ying was terrified and struggled non-stop, but her hands and feet were trapped, and the extent of her struggle was really limited, so she was quickly thrown to the ground.

The boys found a chair, fixed Zhao Ying, took off his shoes and socks in two or three strokes, and pressed them into a cement plastic bucket.

"Relying on horses! Hong Kong feet!"

Changmao fanned the air in front of his nose with his hands to dispel the unpleasant smell.

The tactile feel of the cement is okay, but there is no immediate effect in reality, it is just a lot of pressure in my heart.

Those who know how to drown will be drowned, and those who will know how to fight will be killed.

Actors die on the stage, boxers die on the ring, this is a matter of fate.

Destiny can fight, but fate cannot!
It's not that Zhao Ying didn't think about quitting. In recent years, she has earned a good amount of money in Xiangjiang. Although she spends a lot on weekdays, she also saved a lot in HSBC. It is enough to go to Singapore for retirement.

Thinking of finishing this big ticket, I will wash my hands in a golden basin, but I didn't expect to turn the boat over!
"I have always liked the sculptures of ancient Greece, which give people a sense of power, but most of the themes are religious, and the rest are also demigod heroes and kings."

"There are very few common people!"

"Civilization is created by the people, not by the favor of the gods."

Lin Huaile stood up, walked to the one-meter-high iron bucket again, and opened the lid on it.

Inside the iron bucket was a woman, a woman Zhao Ying was very familiar with. After all, last night, he had a soul and body fusion with this woman.

"Zhao Sheng, this should be your alias."

"That's all right, it's just a title."

"Those who come out of Tiandimen to run the rivers and lakes don't have seven or eight identities in their hands, they are all young people, and they are not good enough."

"But the person in the barrel has a real name and a real heart."

"Sister Aya is 30 years old this year. Some people have said that the love of middle-aged people is like a straw house full of gasoline. It only needs a small spark to ignite it."

"At first I still didn't believe it, but what happened three months ago made me wake up!"

Lin Huaile stroked the top of Aya's head and said pitifully.

(End of this chapter)