Rebirth 1955 starts from the hunter

At the same time, West City Black Market.

"Master Dong, the negotiation for the Qiwang Temple is scheduled for the end of this month, and the location is Yannan Tavern in Yannan Town. Mr. and Mrs. Qiu Shan will move into the courtyard tomorrow, and live in the room opposite you."

Lin Dong nodded and said, "Keep an eye on all the paths leading to Yannan Town, especially the direction of Qiwang Temple. I want to know Zhu Mingye's every move. Just let Qiu Shan go to work peacefully, and don't contact me if there is nothing wrong."

Qiu Shan is the assistant chosen by Lin Dong for himself. He is now an office clerk in the steel rolling mill, in charge of logistics, and had just been transferred to the steel rolling mill from the Shisanling Commune.

"We have divided into nine groups, each with at least eight people. The leaders are all experienced old brothers, so don't worry, Master Dong."

"How is Li Huaide doing? How many materials did he trade?"

Hearing Lin Dong's question, Chen Nanxiong took out a document from the drawer, pulled out a piece of paper and handed it to Lin Dong with both hands, saying, "There were seven transactions in total, with a total of 200 kilograms of beef, 150 kilograms of mutton, 50 kilograms of tiger meat, 20 kilograms of turtle, 20 kilograms of yellow eel, and 10 kilograms of dried abalone and 5 kilograms of shark fin."

"Some of them are too much. We need to gradually reduce the amount of things and slowly lure them to the black market to get things. Don't worry, just lure Li Huaide to the black market within two years. Also, tell the people below to be cautious when sending things to the steel mill. Don't let anyone follow you. There must be at least two groups of people secretly supporting you."

"Don't worry, Master Dong. It's just that Li Huaide is now living in the No. 6 family building. It may take some time to set up surveillance." - Chen Nanxiong said, taking out a map

Lin Dong thought for a moment, then looked at the map and said, "There's no need to monitor him too closely. There are experts around him. If he's discovered, it will be very troublesome. What's the place opposite the No. 6 Family Building?"

"It's Fengze Garden. Master Dong, do you mean we can just remotely monitor Fengze Garden?"

Lin Dong nodded. "It mainly depends on where Li Huaide has been and who he has come into contact with. You can find out afterward. Don't take the risk of installing a bug."

"Yes, I understand."

"Da Hu, how is the investigation of the cotton cloth going?" - Lin Dong turned his head and asked Qi Da Hu.

Qi Dahu heard Lin Dong's words and pointed to a location on the map and said, "Master Dong, the place where the things were lost is Yingtouling. There are two groups of people active there. One group is from Shacheng County, led by Yan Beifeng, with about 80 people."

——"The other group is from the mountainous counties, led by Shatongshan, about 70 people."

——"They only have long and short guns, two machine guns each, and maybe grenades, but no cannons."

——"Their master is the Fucha family in Xicheng. Although there is no evidence, it is likely that they did it."

——"Our people have been keeping a close eye on all the black markets within a hundred miles of the capital. As long as they dare to ship goods, we will be able to catch them."

Lou Xingye, who had been silent until then, warned, "Don't be careless. Send more brothers over there, be careful of accidents. If you dare to offend my Lou family, remember, we would rather kill the wrong person than let him go."

Lin Dong continued, "I have prepared 200,000 yuan in compensation and 50 job openings. Tell the brothers below to work bravely. If they die in battle, I will ensure that their families will have a worry-free life."

Before leaving, Lin Dong instructed about collecting tigers and hot weapons.

Lin Dong thought that he now had an armed force of 500 people and 1,000 peripheral personnel under his command. He didn't know how long it would take for him to be shot if he was caught, and whether he would be beaten into a sieve.

What Lin Dong didn't know was that this number was more than ten times less than before the founding of the People's Republic of China. If it weren't for his appearance, Lou Xingye would have gone abroad soon, and by then the Lou family's armed forces would have disbanded.

When Yi Zhonghai and Wang Jun returned to the courtyard, it was already the afternoon of the next day. Fortunately, they had anticipated this situation and asked Jia Dongxu to help them take leave in advance.

Before returning, Wang Jun took his beloved master to get his hair cut and shave, took a bath in the bathhouse, and asked a friend to borrow money to buy Yi Zhonghai some clothes.

Moved by this heartwarming gesture, Yi Zhonghai gave double the money to his good disciple Wang Jun after returning to the courtyard.

Wang Jun is an orphan and now he is a grasshopper on the same rope. In Yi Zhonghai's heart, his status is slightly higher than Jia Dongxu.

In the courtyard, the master and the disciple tried their best to act as if nothing had happened. Although their smiles were a little forced, they managed to fool people.

As soon as he got home, Yi Zhonghai asked Aunt Yi to go out and buy some wine and food. He really wanted to have a drink with his apprentice.

As soon as the old lady left the house, Yi Zhonghai took out the drawing given by Wang Ming. This drawing was none other than the drawing of a bamboo flute.

"Master, are we really going to agree to this bastard Wang Ming? Although 100 yuan is a lot of money, I have a feeling that this guy has bad intentions." - Wang Jun reminded with his left cheek still red.

Yi Zhonghai sighed. He never expected the final result to be like this.

Wang Ming was willing to spare his life just to let him make a bamboo flute. What a waste! Yi Zhonghai would make it even if he was given 100 yuan, not to mention 10 yuan.

"It's just a bamboo flute. It's not something that harms society. It's okay to do it openly." - Yi Zhonghai said indifferently.

"Master, I'm afraid it's not that simple. Didn't that bastard Wang Ming say that the material was special? I'm afraid it's rare in the world, otherwise he would be stupid to spend so much money. There are so many people who can make bamboo flutes, otherwise why did he have to find a master and say that he needed some special steel tools."

After Wang Jun's reminder, Yi Zhonghai finally came to his senses.

Yes, unless Wang Ming is stupid, how could he give so much money?

Obviously, this is the rhythm that pulls Yi Zhonghai into the water, but it's just a bamboo flute, so it's not a big problem.

Yi Zhonghai looked at the drawings carefully and decided that he could definitely finish it in an hour, which meant he could do it during his lunch break.

"Master, do you think that bastard Wang Ming had this planned all along? He wanted to hurt you on purpose." - Wang Jun's face was filled with anger, and he gently stroked his swollen left cheek with his hand, obviously still harboring resentment.

Yi Zhonghai shook his head. He didn't know if it was just a coincidence or if they were deliberately trying to harm him. Even if they really wanted him to make a bamboo flute, they wouldn't really kill a person, right? He really didn't want to recall what happened last night.

"Junzi, do you have any impression of that Ma San? Have you ever heard of him?"

"I've heard of him. Ma San, whose original name was Ma Sanpao, was also from Fangshan County. He was quite famous, a well-known thief. He was just elusive, and I heard that he had killed many people."

Yi Zhonghai felt relieved after hearing what Wang Jun said. If it was just an ordinary person, he was really afraid that he would have a nightmare. After all, killing a bad guy and an innocent person are two different things.

Although Yi Zhonghai considers himself not a good person, he has never done anything unscrupulous.

I have been studying hard and working diligently, which is why I am now a level 6 worker. I have never killed anyone before.

"Junzi, who else is in Wang Ming's family? Are his parents, wife, and children all here? Don't the people of the same clan care about him?"

Wang Jun sighed, "Wang Ming's parents died a long time ago. He originally had a wife and a son, but they later disappeared. Some people say he beat them to death, but there is no evidence."

What Wang Jun said was of course a lie. Wang Ming's wife and son had already settled in a nearby city, and he didn't know the exact address.

How could a gangster keep his wife and children by his side, unless he has no ability to hide them.

After hearing Wang Jun's words, Yi Zhonghai became even more afraid of Wang Ming.

How many people are not afraid of such desperadoes? No matter what government or street office is, it cannot compare to the threat that desperadoes pose to ordinary people.