Siheyuan: I Raised Ten Thousand Wild Boars

Although Tuen Mun is a new town and small in size, it has a large population. There are at least 100,000 local residents and newcomers. There are also more than a dozen big rice shops, most of which are selling rice. Other rice shops either have gang backgrounds, so fighting is not worth it, or they are swallowed up by him.

Goumi Liu is also a prominent figure, because he is loyal and ruthless. He has risen from a mere clerk to the boss today, and he has one or two hundred people who rely on him for their livelihood.

I heard that he was also interested in getting involved in the rice shop business in Yuen Long, but he was always warned and did not dare to cross the line.

Around three o'clock in the morning, two figures arrived outside a nightclub in Tuen Mun.

"Brother-in-law, I've asked someone. Goumi Liu is inside now. He has about four or five men under him. With our skills, we can end the battle in three minutes. This is a godsend opportunity!" Zhao Yunlong said excitedly with trembling hands, eager to try.

Having been in Hong Kong for so long and having seen too many dark sides of society, he had long wanted to deal with these bad guys and black-hearted bosses, and tonight he was finally going to get his wish.

"Okay, you keep an eye on here, I'll go do the work! If they come out within half an hour, find a few homeless people to hold them back!" Li Guohua nodded and said.

"No, brother-in-law, aren't we here to kill them? Where are you going?"

When Zhao Yunlong heard that he was asked to keep watch, he was dumbfounded. What was going on? What kind of activity was this?

"Cut them? Who will? You or me? What should we do after we chop them? Do you have a brain? You will never get ahead in your life as a dwarf mule. You have to understand that we are here to carry out a mission!" Li Guohua shouted angrily and pulled Zhao Yunlong back from the cliff.

The two came to Hong Kong to carry out their mission, to become rich, not to join the gang. Once you do something, it will be difficult to enter the upper class society in the future, and you will be blackmailed for the rest of your life.

Besides, the two of them still have the status of cadres in the north. How could they do such a thing as throwing away the watermelon to pick up sesame seeds? Their roots are still in the north.

"I understand, brother-in-law!" Zhao Yunlong said with a sad face after being scolded for nothing.

He felt like he was being fooled by his brother-in-law, but what he said made so much sense that he couldn't refute it.

"Well, you must remember! Fighting and killing are all for the sake of profit, and hacking people is the lowest level means. If you really want to hack people, you can't do it yourself! Starting tomorrow, you go to give porridge to the neighbors, and recruit some dock laborers by the way, and temporarily train them as militia!" Li Guohua thought for a while and said.

Hong Kong Island is still too chaotic, and people may fight to the death at any time. I am not afraid of anything, but I still have so many people under me, so I must have a way to save my life.

After saying goodbye to Zhao Yunlong, we came to a large warehouse on the bank of Tuen Mun River.

This is Goumiu’s granary. The rice he transported from other places and harvested from local villages is stored here all year round, totaling at least one or two hundred tons.

Such an important warehouse is naturally guarded by someone. There are two tables at the entrance of the warehouse, and a dozen energetic young men are having a BBQ and drinking beer, so there is no need to worry about fire.

This is an old-fashioned warehouse with a wall, so forget about it if you want to get in through the window. But one advantage of an old-fashioned warehouse is that it has front and back doors, making it easy to get in and out.

Li Guohua strolled to the back door and found it tightly closed. He smiled immediately.

With a simple swipe of his right hand, the Iron General was received into the space. He gently pushed open a gap and quietly slipped in.

Three minutes later, Li Guohua came out from behind, looked at the direction, and walked south along the river. The warehouse door behind him was quietly hung on the door, as if nothing had happened.

After coming out of the warehouse, he visited all the rice shops in Goumiu and set fire to one of the rice shops far away from the crowd.

This is called giving someone a taste of his own medicine. Without food, what can he do?

The average price of various kinds of rice and flour is about 800 yuan per dan, and one ton is equal to dan, which is about yuan. He collected at least tons tonight, which means that Goumi Liu lost about yuan tonight, which is enough to make him drink a pot of wine.

It would be fine if he had no foreign debt, but if he did, he would have to wash it all away and go to Temple Street.

Arriving outside the nightclub, Zhao Yunlong sat at the snack stand opposite, sipping beer and eating fried skewers, and he was so happy eating.

"Brother-in-law, is it done?"

He felt rather strange when he saw Li Guohua looking so relaxed and not even sweating.

"Well, it's done. I just pointed out a way. Someone will do the specifics. Goumi Liu hasn't come out yet?"

After going out for a run, Li Guohua felt a little hungry. Seeing a table full of his favorite skewers, he just picked them up and started eating.

"Oh, not yet! Brother-in-law, what should we do next? And what about that coolie Qiang at the dock? At this rate, the price will probably go up even more next month!"

"Coolie is strong? He is just a dead bone in a grave. Ignore him for now! Pick some useful people these days, especially those who come from the north and have no place to live. Take care of your health and train well first. We can think of other things later!

"By the way, do you know where the mangy dog ​​is?" Li Guohua glanced at Zhao Yunlong and asked.

"Hehe, brother-in-law, I saw him go out with Ma Fuan just now. He must have gone to the hotel in the south to relax!" Zhao Yunlong said with a smirk.

A pimp is actually another name for a pimp. The formal industry is controlled by the gangs, let alone these gray areas.

What Zhao Yunlong meant was that the scabby boy went out to have fun!

"This kid made me so sick during the day. Let's go and talk to him!" Li Guohua felt a little nauseous when he thought of what happened in the morning. He simply dropped the fried skewers and said.

"Good!" Zhao Yunlong said happily.

In a hotel in Tuen Mun, a scabby dog ​​hugged a woman and cursed, "Gan your mother, can you please be calm? Can you show some expression? I'm here to play and have fun, not to see your dead face! Do you have any sense of public morality? I spent three hundred dollars!"

"Why are you so proud? Do you think I'm your junior? If you want to act, just give me the money!" said the woman, not indulging him at all.

Just as the scabby dog ​​was about to say something, he felt a pain in the corner of his mouth. He didn't know what Heimihua used to do, maybe a blacksmith? His hands were so heavy that he lost two and a half teeth.

Toothache is not a disease, but it is really painful. I wanted to find something happy to forget about the toothache. But I didn't know that this girl didn't know what was good for her.

"You bitch, don't refuse my toast and drink the forfeit wine. Believe it or not, I will overturn your stall and make it impossible for you to do business in the future!" The scabby dog ​​cursed angrily.