Guanzhong Tomb Robbery Notes

My mind was not on the beautiful human snake at all.

Instead, I thought of my dad.

I remember my grandfather said that my father wanted to go to the south to make a name for himself.

But in those days, there was not much difference between the south and the north.

There is no possibility of making a name for yourself.

Unless... he goes to Hong Kong Island!

Thinking of this, my whole body began to tremble with excitement.

"Brother, I haven't asked for your name yet."

The man in the flowered shirt smiled and said, "You don't even need a surname, just call me Huazai."

"Brother Huazai, have you ever sent people to Hong Kong Island before? Have you ever sent anyone from Shaanxi Province?"

Before I could describe his father's appearance, Huazai started waving his hands vigorously.

"No la."

"Before, if you wanted to go to Hong Kong Island, you had to cross the river and risk your life!"

"So many people have drowned in the river."

“Even if you swim across, it doesn’t mean you can live a good life.”

"Kowloon Walled City is a hell within a hell. Men who go there are treated like animals, and women who go there... hehe."

At that time, people who smuggled into Hong Kong Island had no identity, so they could only hide in Kowloon Walled City.

Kowloon Walled City, as a lawless area, can be said to be the darkest area in Hong Kong Island in the 1970s and 1980s.

"And we only transport women to Hong Kong Island."

"She has to be young, and even better if she's pretty, hahaha."

I was stunned for a moment, then I understood what Huazai meant.

They are not snakeheads at all!

Instead, they want to sell young women to Hong Kong Island!

“You’re kidnapping…?”

I didn't say the word "women" at the end.

Huazai's eyes suddenly became extremely sharp.

He stared at me and said coldly: "Kidnapping?!"

"We need to let Brother Qiang hear it."

"I guarantee that not even a bone will be left of you!"

"Those bitches were begging us with tears and screams!"

"In order to get on board, they resorted to all kinds of flattery and even offered to warm their feet and beds."

"Even if it's more... hehe, as long as they are asked, they will do it."

"So it's a matter of mutual consent."

I was completely stunned.

What's the situation?

Actively asking to be trafficked?

In fact, those women also made the choice out of helplessness.

If you don’t have the energy to swim across the river, you can only take a boat if you want to go to Hong Kong Island.

But it costs money to take a boat!

At that time, no one had any money in their pockets.

So those women can only choose to sell themselves to get opportunities.

"Are they...really willing?" I asked in a low voice.

"Of course."

"Do you think any random person can find a job and support themselves if they go to Hong Kong Island?"

"Without an identity, you can't even pick up trash!"

"Except for a very few lucky women who go to Hong Kong Island, most of them end up in the prostitution trade."

Huazai didn't say anything nonsense.

Until the late 1990s, the vast majority of women who smuggled there were still engaged in the sex trade.

Therefore, the name "Beigu" gradually came into being.

Beigu originated from a dish, Beigu Mushroom Chicken.

It implicitly refers to the inland women from Hong Kong Island in South Korea who are here to engage in the flesh trade.

"Brother Qiang is kind and provides them with one-stop service."

"There are boats that take them to Hong Kong Island, gangs that arrange accommodations and ensure their safety, and even special pimps."

"After that, you can just lie down and make money."

"It's much better than those fishing boats just dumping people on the beach."

"At least, it gave them a way to survive."

I remained silent and said nothing more.

After the surprise, I calmed down.

I choose my own path, and those women have nothing to do with me.

There is no need to worry about their life or death.

It’s a pity that there is no clue about my father’s whereabouts.

I don’t know whether he has been to Hong Kong Island.

No, not even sure if he's still alive.

I just hope I can get some information after going to Hong Kong Island.

By the way, I don’t know how Boss Dong is doing.

The uncle who closed the shop before closed too quickly.

I didn't even have time to ask about the news from Boss Dong.

"Hua Zai, who should I contact when I take the goods there?"

"Boss Dong only gave me Brother Qiang's address, but not his contact information in Hong Kong Island."

"Don't worry! Boss Dong and Brother Wei are very familiar with each other."

"I'll talk to the people on the boat, and they'll make arrangements for us when we get there."

"Hey, we've arrived at the warehouse."

"First, I'll show you the beautiful snake women. Pick a pretty one to have dinner with you."

Huazai winked at me and gave me a lewd smile.

I thought that when in Rome, do as the Romans do, so it would be fine if I chose a woman to have dinner with me.

Just don't do that kind of thing.

Wow!

The warehouse door opened.

The dirty air hit me in the face.

The fishy smell of the sea mixed with the smell of feet, sweat, and farts...it was so pungent that I almost fell over.

"Hey, you pigs!"

"What a mess this place has become!"

Huazai couldn't stand the smoke either, so he covered his nose and glared at his men in the warehouse.

The four men who were drinking shrank their necks in grievance.

He argued, "Don't let me open the door."

"The smell will naturally become unpleasant after a long time."

Huazi waved his hand dismissively: "Move the table outside and get some good wine and food."

After saying that, Huazai put his arm around my shoulders.

Pointing to a row of colorful striped curtains inside the warehouse.

He laughed and said, "Behind every curtain, there is a woman."

"I'll take you to see them one by one."

"If you like something, just tell me!"

"You're so young and strong, hehe, not to mention being surrounded by women, I can even arrange for you to be surrounded by three or five people!"

"This..." I pinched my nose and frowned.

The smell here is too bad. I wouldn't be interested even if Chang'e were here.

A bad environment really affects your mood.

"Don't be so rude."

"Just tell me what kind you like?"

Chila!

As Huazai spoke, he pulled open a colorful strip of cloth curtain.

The wooden bed is revealed behind the curtain.

The bed was very narrow and covered with straw, without even a sheet.

A woman with dull eyes and haggard face, lying on her side on the bed with her neckline open, and under the open neckline... there were red marks.

"It's my mother's fault."

"These pigs will just gnaw at it."

"Let's look at the next one."

Chila, chila!

Huazai opened the curtains one after another.

The women behind the curtain were all around twenty years old.

Their looks are not particularly good, but they are all above average, and none of them are ugly.

I don’t know if it’s because I’ve been staying in such a harsh environment for too long, or if the pigs Huazai mentioned are too inhumane.

Anyway, the women were not in a good mood.

After trying more than ten of them and still failing, Huazai felt ashamed.

Then he pointed to the colorful striped curtain at the end.

"Let me show you the newest girl."

"Just arrived this morning!"

"Those willow-browed, almond-shaped eyes, cherry lips, and that tender little face that's so tender it's almost watery!"

"I wanted to keep it for myself."

"But Huazi, I am loyal."

"Since Uncle Guai asked me to treat you well, I will reluctantly give it up!"

Huazai patted his chest so hard that it made a loud noise.

This enthusiasm is completely different from the cold and gloomy look just now.

In fact, there are many people like him on the road.

He is as cruel as the King of Hell to outsiders, but he is willing to be open-hearted and even sacrifice his life for his brothers.

Of course, Huazai can't be completely open with me.

But women are like clothes.

He didn't mind letting me wear his clothes first.

Chila!

The curtain was drawn.

I only took one look and quickly covered my eyes.

Then the woman screamed: "Ah!"