Volume 4 [Wolvey Surrounded by Tigers] NO.23 Debt-free and light-weight
[Fourth update! I finally completed my first 15,000 today! Come on! Urban myth group: 108528921]
After the Zhang family did this, Yang Jincai was considered to have good hands and eyes within Yanggang Group, so he obediently took out tens of millions to appease him. Compensate what should be compensated, what should be paid, and if nothing else, he was paralyzed in the hospital.
Dozens of young men will have to rely on this banknote for the rest of their lives.
As for these paralyzed scum, no one sympathizes with them at all. They don’t learn from the good ones and imitate the bad ones. They think they can live a lifetime of rampage, majesty and arrogance. If a disaster comes, they won’t even have a chance to escape.
Because the nature of this mass brawl was extremely bad, a few of Yang Jinbiao's still-living gang leaders had actually been arranged to go to the execution ground.
A few people must be shot to destroy social peace and national stability. This crime is huge.
Most of the people who go to court have to go to jail, and the lightest sentence is three and a half years. It is conceivable that if such news is reported to the media, it will cause a national sensation.
But after all, the Qin Dynasty still had a powerful father who managed everything, but he had to keep his son's official title no matter what. If the political future was decided here, it would be really unfair.
The province also dealt with it in a low-key manner. Jiangsu had the fewest vicious cases in the country. When a sudden incident happened that was not much worse than Afghanistan, it really made me sweat.
Once something goes wrong, hundreds of officials will throw away their hats and drink the northwest wind.
Therefore, the heads of officials from all parties hated these plague-stricken beasts to the core. Only some prominent local figures in Shazhou knew the details. Even Mayor Qin of the Qin Dynasty only guessed that things were not like the Zhang family.
Such nonsense is awesome.
But he wouldn't believe that a mere eighty or so people could kill two to three hundred people. Who would believe it if he told it?
As soon as the incident came out, all kinds of monsters and monsters rushed outside. In the bank where Zhang Yaozu borrowed money, from the president to the clerks, they all came to Zhang Sanxian like dogs to give gifts and laugh in apology. Vice President Niu looked like he had killed his own mother, but
When he spoke, he was extremely humble.
If possible, he would even be willing to wipe out these millions.
After Zhang Ben actually transferred millions of banknotes, Vice President Niu stared at him for a long time.
Those creditors were even more disgraced. These people were all small bosses who were capable of doing things on the ground. Although they were not as ruthless as Yang Jinbiao, in the eyes of the country people, they were still respectable.
His current humble demeanor is completely different from his previous arrogant demeanor.
A few of them originally wanted Bao Qiang to say a few nice words, but Lao Bao wanted to speak, but then he thought: Talk about his mother's nonsense!
So I pretended not to understand the situation and stood aside.
After all the banknotes were paid off, the family finally breathed a sigh of relief. Everyone in each room agreed to pool money to invite Taoist priests and monks to come and chant sutras and build a dojo. No matter what, they had to sing a land and water drama for three days and three nights.
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The troupe has been found, one hundred thousand a day, three hundred thousand in three days.
"You don't have to worry about money. We pay for it ourselves. Don't worry. We still have hundreds of thousands."
Zhang Sanxian was shocked when he found out that Zhang Bi had the first 20 million in his hand, but he was confident enough and was quite proud while holding the cigarette rod. The old man's expression made everyone feel strange, and they all thought: Why doesn't Grandpa San have money?
Did you pay it back before?
The children in each room thought that Zhang Sanxian had his own plans, and they all secretly admired him.
Several young men, Zhang Sanxian, who had been caught and beaten by the police, came to the door in person. Each of them had a piece of ginseng. This was a gift from the local fellows in the Northeast when he was in the Northeast. The old man couldn't resist, so he carried a sack.
The train returns home.
This is the only place that uses sacks to carry such valuable things.
Zhang Bi actually put six million banknotes on the table at home. When the bank came, he directly stuffed the banknotes onto the banknote truck. The remaining creditors all took IOUs to share the money. The red banknotes were so bright that it was dazzling.
There were a lot of people watching at that time, and the women's eyes widened. They were all shocked: It turns out that the third master's family is so rich!
Zhang Bi and Youyi counted the money, and there was nothing to describe the feeling. One word: great.
For some reason, Zhang Bi felt happy when he saw these creditors holding the money as if they were mourning for their heirs. These people listened to Yang Jinbiao without conscience. Now that Yang Jinbiao's downfall has become a foregone conclusion, he regretted it again. It was a typical example of a loser who fell in both directions.
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Because Zhang Bi's leave was only on Tuesday, I was scratching my head and worrying. The water and land dojos all have to choose an auspicious day, and there will definitely be no chance in these two days.
"You should go back to school, haha, we will be the ones holding the flag this year!"
The two brothers Zhang Dashan and Zhang Xiaoshan beat Zhang Bi's chest, and Zhang Bi said with a bitter face: "What a great opportunity, it's so lively, and all of my grandpa's old friends are coming over, and I want to see them all."
"Hey, I heard that the third grandpa used to kowtow to his brothers?"
Zhang Dashan asked in a low voice.
Zhang Ben looked at him strangely: "No, why haven't I heard grandpa say that?"
"Who knows. My grandpa mentioned something before and asked, but he didn't make it clear and was vague."
Zhang Xiaoshan and his brother were both very sorry. They smoked a cigarette and were about to take one when they looked at the little girl standing next to them and put it away immediately.
If you don't smoke, the phlegm in your throat will be sticky and uncomfortable.
"You two smoke a bit too much, so you should find an excuse to quit."
Zhang Ben shook his head and said.
The three brothers walked out. There was some extra money on the table. They packed it in a travel bag and it amounted to about three hundred thousand. Yuyi followed quietly. She was beautiful and well-behaved. She could speak Chinese clearly. People around her
They were all very happy, and the aunts and ladies asked one by one if the third master was going to have a small wedding.
Even when Lao Bao saw Hou Youyi, he had to sigh, this little girl is so old that he has nothing to say.
Decent.
"There's no way I can quit. I'm just a foreman now. I have to eat and drink when I go out all day. It's nothing if you don't smoke cigarettes. There's nothing I can do."
After Zhang Dashan retired from the army, he set up an engineering team and worked for an engineering company. He could earn some money, but maybe not much. It was easy to earn more than 100,000 yuan a year. After all, he had only worked for half a year, and he would almost make 30 yuan next year.
All in all.
Zhang Xiaoshan works as a security guard in a state-owned enterprise and is the head of the security department. He makes a good living with a monthly salary of 10,000 yuan and a lot of bonuses.
"If you don't do it, others will put a gun to your head and force you to do it. You are a bitch because your bones are weak."
Zhang Ben laughed and cursed.
Dashan chuckled and asked: "Who are the Taoist priests going to invite? The troupe has been brought over from Suzhou. Damn it, you are so impressive. If you don't stuff some red envelopes, you are actually showing off your skills. Damn it!"
"There are still a few good theater troupes now. Not many people watch them. They have only become active again after engaging in populism in the past two years. These theater troupes are very valuable."
Zhang Ben patted Dashan on the shoulder. He had studied and seen the world and knew much more than Dashan.
"Don't they say that bitches are heartless and actors are meaningless? They are definitely not good things. You see on TV every day which little star is fucked by someone, either being kept or being fucked by someone, fuck, take off
The clothes don't look the same when the lights are turned off, so I don't believe there's gold underneath."
What Dashan said was vulgar, but fortunately Yuyi couldn't understand the dialect and stared blankly at Zhang Ben and the others as they spoke.
"Fuck! You have such a bad mouth to talk about this kind of thing in front of a little girl!"
Dashan slapped his mouth.
Yuyi giggled when she saw it, thinking that Brother Zhang Ben’s family is really interesting.
Xiaoshan asked Zhang Bi in a low voice: "Hey, what's going on with this little girl? Is she going to be a wife? Where was she kidnapped?"
"Hou Longtao's biological sister."
Zhang Bi said softly.
The two brothers were stunned for a moment, and then they saw Zhang Ben's eyes darkened, and they quickly said: "Oh, let's go back to help quickly. You go out for a walk, go out for a walk."
After walking out, Dashan slapped his younger brother on the back of the head: "You bastard, what kind of bullshit questions did you ask? If you offend him, I'll give you a good beating!"
"Fuck, how do I know? Also, my mother is not your mother!"
"Hey, you son of a bitch, you're talking back to me!"
"You called me a son of a bitch?" Xiao Shan looked at Dashan with wide eyes.
Dashan twitched the corner of his mouth twice, smoked a cigarette and held it in his mouth: "Come on, come on, hurry up and help, several families need to repair their things."
well……
"Brother, what are we doing today?"
Yui was actually frightened yesterday. She hugged the Totoro doll and kept mumbling, but when she thought that Zhang Ben was nearby, she immediately lost her fear.
"Go and invite the Taoist priest."
Zhang Ben smiled and said: "I want to do a ritual ceremony."
After pushing out the Yangtze 750, Yuyi waved her arms and jumped into the sidecar. The engine whined and the cool car drove off.
Harleys, BMWs, etc. are like scum in front of them.
Yui put a hellokitty cartoon sticker on the prince's helmet. His long hair hung down from the bottom of the helmet and floated up when the wind blew.
There are only six Taoist priests in Shazhou Zhenwu Temple. The temple owner is an old man, two deacons are his sons, and three are his grandsons. Yes, the Taoist priests in this shabby Taoist temple actually ask for their wives to raise their sons.
One of the young Taoist priests, his real name is Huang Dong. His Taoist name in Zhenwu Temple is Xuan Qing.
Zhang Bi always thought that the reason why this boy was called Xuan Qing was because he had two birthmarks on his face, one red and one blue, just like a sauce vat.
However, this boy is very good at reciting scriptures. He was Zhang Ben's elementary school classmate. When Zhang Ben had just learned the text "Spring is here, the wild geese return, they line up in a fork shape, and then form a fork shape", Huang Dong was already able to easily recite three sentences.
Official Beidou Sutra...
Later, it was said that the abbot of Mahayana Temple, which was six hundred meters away from Zhenwu Temple, heard about this incident and immediately discussed with Grandpa Huang Dong, the temple master of Zhenwu Temple, and accepted him as his disciple. Huang Dong memorized it easily again
Read the Tripitaka and Amitabha Sutra.
The old monk went out to perform rituals and consecrations for others. He did not recite sutras himself, so he took this young monk who took off his robes and put on his robes as a reciting sutra to cheat him with food and drink.
The old monk really wanted to pass on a Buddhist treasure to Huang Dong, but fellow Taoist Xuanqing always believed that his grandfather and the old monk were old sages who could do nothing except eat and drink. They also knew how to take aspirin when they were sick.
Huang Dong also had a Dharma name in Mahayana Temple, which he chose by himself. He said his name was Fahai, and he had determined since he was a child to go to the Leifeng Pagoda in Hangzhou to tease the White Snake.
This allusion was told in the first grade of junior high school when Zhang Bi passed by and knocked down all the gangsters who were trying to rip him off. He got excited and said it.
In those days, it was indeed rare and strange for a young man to be twisted to such an extent after a thousand years of waiting.
The old Taoist priest and the old monk thought that this guy was here to do something and bring a lot of income to the Taoist temple.
Huang Dong secretly classified both his grandfather and the old monk into the ranks of old miscellaneous men.
When I graduated from junior high school, I scored 300 points in the high school entrance examination with a total score of 685. I graduated successfully but had no hope of high school.
So he inherited the mantle of his grandfather and the old monk, and became a master of both Buddhism and Taoism. He was well-known in Nantong, Shazhou, Suzhou and other places. When various temples and Taoist temples heard about Xuanqing Taoist friend Zen Master Fahai, they immediately became energetic.
, those middle-aged aunts who have money and nowhere to spend it often call him to chant sutras.
It is said that the boy chants sutras to drive away evil spirits and calm down luck.
Later, after much effort, Zen Master Fahai revealed his boyhood to a middle-aged woman.
Zhang Bi knew all these allusions and romances very well, because Huang Dong only recognized him as a friend. Others, including her father, wanted to help him recite sutras for five thousand yuan!
Don’t do anything less!
Because of this matter, the father and son fought frequently, from Taoist temples to temples, which was a scene in those days.
If this boy were a child of the Zhang family, he would have been disabled long ago, but he is still active and makes a lot of money. However, he also spends a lot of money. He bought several houses, bought two cars, and drove a car.
The three mourning bands actually don't have much savings left.
However, it is easy to make an income of 1.8 million a year.
Both the Suzhou Buddhist Association and the Taoist Research Association hold the title of Honorary Guest Minister. In his words, he can eat and drink at any temple or Taoist temple on the ground in Suzhou without paying.
So, in a sense, this guy is definitely a talent.
Of course, when Zhang Bi was in school, this guy failed four grades in elementary school. He was four years older than Zhang Bi...
This is the essence of sadness. You can imagine a sixteen-year-old guy being ripped off by several thirteen-year-old boys, and then being rescued by another boy in his early twelve years.
"Brother, where are we going?"
Youyi saw Zhang Bi park the car and asked.
"Look for a classmate of mine. He is a Taoist priest, um... he also works part-time as a monk." Zhang Bi seemed to have thought of something, and then said to Youyi: "When you see him later, no matter what he says, ignore him, you know
Yet?"
"Oh, I see."
Yui nodded.
"Hey, we're here." Zhang Bi was calling on the phone downstairs.
The window on the third floor suddenly opened, and inside there was a strange-looking man whose mouth was full of toothpaste foam. He held a toothbrush in his hand and brushed it vigorously, as if he were cleaning the toilet.
"Right now, right now!" Then there was a pinging sound, and the sound of kicking came.
A young man of medium build came down the stairs. When he saw Zhang Bi, he immediately burst into laughter. The birthmarks on his face had faded a lot and some red spots and blue spots could still be seen, but they were not obvious.
"This is the Japanese sister you were talking about! Yosi...Sbarasi, Sayunala, Saoga..."
Just as he was about to reach out to shake hands, Zhang Ben slapped him on the forehead and said, "Go and die."
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