Volume 6 [The tiger is strong even when it goes to sea] NO.265 Black gold robber
no.265 Black Gold Robber
Farewell to Macau, the promise made by the big gambling king, and the contract written in black and white, can be regarded as a strong enough tie. Frankly speaking, with the strength of the He family, it is not an exaggeration to attract strong support. Another force in Macau
It is very clear. Unlike Hong Kong, which is so chaotic, this place exudes a low-key atmosphere. Although it is a gambling city that attracts the world's attention, it is still just a small place with countless hidden things.
"Fu Shenghe people, just go and tell them not to cause trouble. Do you understand?"
In the He family's mansion, the gambling king and his tenth son said so.
The Tenth Young Master nodded. Although he is ten years old, he is still almost fifty years old. People say that at forty, one will not be confused and at fifty, one will know destiny. This is generally true.
"Father, what is the background of the warlord from Burma? Why should you be so cautious?"
"They are not good people. Just be careful not to make yourself angry. If the people in Fu Shenghe feel that outsiders make them uncomfortable, just tell them that these people are my guests, Mr. He. If you want to mess with them, you are in Macau
If you mess with me, you mess with me in Nanyang."
"Yes, I understand. Then, father, I resign."
The Tenth Young Master bowed and stepped back. He was wearing a silver-gray plaid suit, a cyan tie, and old black-rimmed glasses. At first glance, he looked like he might be in his fifties or sixty, but he seemed to be from the 1970s and 1980s.
It is easy to brush off the restrained temperament of Hong Kong white-collar workers. Think of today's young generations, when they see people dressed like this, they will laugh out loud to show ridicule, to show their individuality and uniqueness.
After going out, the tenth young master was still so polite. Even the young butler who opened the door for him felt like a breath of fresh air. The young driver wearing white gloves started the old Mercedes-Benz and drove towards him.
Went to the north.
This is a fish stall with a lot of seafood. There are also tourists from Zhuhai, happily eating seafood. After a while, they might go to Macau Street to have a good time. At the worst, they have to go in
"Birdcage" spends tens of thousands to enjoy the pleasure of spending thousands of dollars.
The fish stall here is from Fook Sheng Wo, and he came from Hong Kong to work as a stall owner. His nickname is Shark Zhang, and his real name is Zhang Youfu. He worked as a red stick for the Triad Bamboo Union Gang, and even worked in Kowloon Tong when he was young.
Following the Xiang brothers' golden post, they were awarded the number one double bonus. Later, when Hong Kong returned to China in 1997, those gangsters who clamored to make the Chinese government look good and wanted to let the Chinese government know who had the final say in Hong Kong were all arrested.
It was completely wiped out, and from then on, the undercurrent under Hong Kong became one.
This is the bottom line, and the bottom line is: If I let you live, you will live. You cannot scream, shout, or cry. If I let you die, you will die. You can only laugh, worship, and
kowtow.
Against a world-class behemoth, I don’t know how brainless and ignorant those “bosses” back then were.
Zhang Youfu is a Chaozhou native. At that time, there was a saying in Hong Kong as the "Chaozhou Gang", but this person was no small matter. His background was very strange. It was rumored that he was a deserter. He had also been to Taiwan and had been involved in murders in Hualien, Taipei. He was a first-class ruthless person.
people.
Later, Hong Kong came under the control of his mother country. Zhang Youfu knew that there was not much way out if he continued to hang out, so he decisively left Hong Kong and went to Macau. In his early years, he also invested in two seafood companies in Macau. Although the share was not high, he relied on this relationship
, you can also occupy a place and earn some moderate money. You want to get involved in the casino, but you have the will but not the strength.
But this time, Fu Sheng and the people above and below got the news that the ghost guys were out to pay, and foreigners were everywhere walking around. The traffic on the streets of Macau was extremely popular. On one street, there were a hundred heads, and there were actually
There are more than forty ghosts, this is truly spectacular.
That's all. He influenced the Macau government, and the chief executive actually announced that he would rectify the public order. This period was close to two weeks. What happened during this period? I haven't heard of any major events happening in Macau streets? Think about it carefully, and according to your own
Zhang Youfu found out that Mr. He received a group of high-rollers who entered Macau from nowhere.
These people... didn't look like wealthy locals from mainland China, let alone coal mine bosses from Shanxi. They smelled like gangsters and were more arrogant than any big boss he had met in Hong Kong and Taiwan.
This kind of arrogance is not a style of conduct, but an momentum. That momentum can be felt easily.
It's like when he was observing a group of Siberian brown bears, because the brown bears didn't care about small animals like you, they walked away on the fallen leaves without paying any attention to you.
The condescending sense of superiority is so majestic that it makes people want to slap the table and curse.
Fu Shenghe's white fans rolled their eyes and came up with a plan to bribe the managers of He's two casinos. Although the information they got was vague and unclear, they understood to some extent that these people,
Most of them are rich men who make people wet their pants.
An 88.8 kilogram gold pagoda? It’s really not a big deal if Hong Kong’s Li Chaoren comes to play with this kind of work. It’s not impossible to put dozens of them in the He family’s mansion, but I haven’t heard of any local rich man.
I can give such big arms to anyone.
High roller, big fish, fat meat.
This is what Shark Zhang really thinks in his heart. He knows that this kind of person is not easy to mess with, but he is really greedy.
On the eighth day after Zhang Bi settled down, Dazhan Bank absorbed 500 million yuan. This matter was extremely low-key. Although there were commissioners sent by the domestic central government to follow up, it ended up being nothing. A group of people were arguing with each other, and there was a big boss in the central government.
It is even more shocking to say something special and do something special, but these are not known to the minions at the bottom.
Shark Zhang also thought that if he invited a group of Vietnamese boys and made a deal, it would be a good thing, but if it didn't... he wouldn't lose anything, right?
But just when he was about to make a call to Saigon and ask the Vietnamese to send someone over, the tenth son of the Ho Mansion came to the door of his fish stall in a car. The huge door made Lao Jianghu from Zhuhai see it at a glance.
After recognizing the license plate, some people pointed and whispered in a low-key manner, and some even let out an ooh and hurriedly led others to eat a piece of strawberry cake in a cake shop nearby.
"The tenth son of the He family came out, what's the matter?"
"have no idea."
Several people were talking.
In the fish stall, the workers who killed the fish were scraping off the scales and cutting open the belly of the fish. The workers who buried the ice were stunned when they saw the neatly dressed people here. They were wearing leather skirts and two sharp knives stuck in the skin.
The gloves were extremely bloody, and sweat was dripping down his face.
"Tenth Young Master, why are you here? It's really..."
The little dragon from the fish stall came over to say hello and rub his hands. He could be regarded as a steersman-level figure, but the age difference made him no different from a "stomping master". There was no future in the underworld, that was for sure.
Only a twitchy fifteen- or sixteen-year-old kid would think that the Young and Dangerous are so handsome, but in fact they are all bad boys who throw their lives on the streets.
"It's okay, I'm here to find the big shark."
The Tenth Young Master has an expressionless face. He still has the attitude of an old white-collar worker. He speaks politely and his voice is neither high nor low. In terms of temperament, he does not have the domineering style of his father, Stanley Ho. He only has the feeling of a scholar from the Republic of China.
, some are similar to Xu Zhimo, and some are similar to Hu Shizhi, and they all have the feel of some books.
"The boss is playing baccarat. Young Master Ten, please wait a moment. I will go now..."
"No, I'll go by myself. It's on the third floor. Just say something and leave."
The Tenth Young Master said.
The man of Xiao Long generation was stunned for a moment, then he said "Oh" and led the Tenth Young Master away.
On the ship heading to Malaysia, the Dutch-registered freighter Windmill cut through the waves. Mark was playing chess with Zhang Bi in the captain's cabin. The ship's hull was slightly bumpy, and the wind and waves were a bit rough.
The captain is a big man with a red beard, who is as unrestrained as a Dutch sailor. He has a sperm whale tattooed on his arm. He speaks in a loud voice. However, facing these two strong Chinese men, Captain Opro is a little careful. He is
As a person who has seen the world, he felt that these two people should be the leaders of a certain mercenary organization. There are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in Southeast Asia, and he knew it very well in his heart.
Opro works for an ocean-going trading company in Hong Kong, with an annual salary of more than two million US dollars, which is average. However, he is pleased that if he settles in mainland China, he will not have to pay too high taxes. In the Netherlands, people like him
, at least one million has to be used for taxes, which is really unpleasant.
"Coffee or tea?"
Opro knocked on the door and asked the two strong men playing chess inside.
He saw that both of them had a large-caliber pistol stuck in their bodies. He thought it was a silver Desert Eagle, made in Israel? He remembered that.
"Black tea, thank you."
Zhang Ben raised his head, looked at the captain and said.
The red-bearded Opor nodded and said "Oh". He thought this strong man should be easier to talk to. The main judgment was that he didn't look so ferocious. The other guy... was really annoying.
This ship will go straight to Malaysia, and then unload the goods, and the goods will be sent to Kuala Lumpur. Cheap goods are very popular in Malaysia. This may be the helplessness of most people at the bottom, but who knows, they are easy to sell anyway.
"If we come out like this, will we provoke the Americans? They are very capable in Malaysia and Singapore. The Lees are the vanguard. They must lick the Americans' butts."
Mark finished walking the chain horse, and Zhang Ben pinned his horse's leg with a cart. After landing, he raised his head and said: "With this money, as long as we can get to Malaysia, there will be a lot of things to do."
"You're just as good as ever."
Mark smiled, and the horse jumped across the river, eating one of Zhang Bi's soldiers.
Zhang Bi patrolled the river and chased the horse, but Mark avoided it. Zhang Bi killed one of his horses with one shot. He put the piece aside and alternately twisted it with the rest of the chess pieces with his fingers, making a snapping sound before stopping.
After that, Zhang Ben said: "How?"
Lord Po Jun shook his head, not sure whether he was annoyed with the horse or regretful of Zhang Bi's reaction: "As always, you don't treat them as human beings."
This "they" seemed to mean something, but I didn't know which one it was referring to, but Zhang Bi's reaction seemed to be clear and calm, and Mark was speechless.
Zhang Bi saw his troubles and said: "You are the last broken army of the Seven-Star Flag, the seed of the Black Flag Army. There are not many seeds left. Why do you become sentimental? You have to live a wonderful life, right? I used to do it for me.
My foreign debt of more than one million is a headache. It is easy to burn, kill, and loot, but I can't do it. But when I thought that paying off the debt was as easy as drinking water, I felt a little lost. Now that I think about it, I have no goal. I once wanted to be with you.
Ordinary students have lived the life of a college. Now that I think about it, no matter where my ability and character are, I will either be suppressed by the dictatorship and eat fried tofu with peanuts, or I will go to work and collide with Buzhou Mountain. The sky will fall.
, I don’t care. I don’t know who will be Nuwa to mend the sky in the future, but if I hit Buzhou Mountain, I will definitely make the world flood. Since I can’t catch up with others, it’s better to pull others to the level.
What do you think is my own level?"
When he said this, he raised his head and smiled, showing his white teeth. Mark shook his head and sighed, and just laughed and cursed: "How rude do you make Commander-in-Chief O'zebra do? It really is impossible for the Chinese people to live the lives of the American people, so let the American people
Do you want to live the life of the Chinese people? You are really bad to the extreme."
"But there are many people who love me, respect me, and say I am a good person. Those who hate me and are afraid of me only dare to call me a bad guy in their hearts. You said, the things that the extremely bad and the bad good people do are...
Isn’t it the same?”
"False lies."
"If you can do things so that your life will not be in vain, that is a good principle. If you have no principle in yourself, it is just an empty air. The principle of heaven and earth is the greatest. Aren't you the same as me? It's just that you are not as extreme as me."
"Sometimes I also think that a person is not afraid of death, not afraid of living, not afraid of life and death threats to his family, and not afraid of the destruction of his country and his family. Do you think that such a person will scare others?" Mark looked at him.
Zhang Bi asked solemnly.
Zhang Ben positioned a cannon and said: "General."
After making the move, he looked at Mark with a smile: "You are not afraid of me, my crazy bitch is not afraid of me, and my mother and father-in-law are not afraid of me, that's all. As for those emperors, ministers, and frontier officials, it has nothing to do with me? They are afraid of me.
To rebel, you have to coax me and provide for me, and you have to pretend to 'beat' me. Do you think there is such a funny thing in this world? Since I am not a fool, I naturally live my own life. I don't know about others.
As long as my ten generations of descendants step on the ground, it will be China. The vast majority of the sky and the earth will be China. Everything is yellow, white, black, brown, red, Asian, European, American, and Latin. If it is too small, it is better to cook it in one pot. There are so many of us, so what are we afraid of?"
"Yo...checkmate."
Mark was stunned for a moment, but realized that it was a dead end. He threw in the towel and clapped his hands. At this time, Opuro came up with black tea. It was really a loss for them to let the dignified captain do such a stupid thing, but Opuro didn't do it.
I feel uncomfortable. After all, I received five thousand US dollars and got it for nothing. Why not? Even asking him to kneel down and pretend to be a grandson calling him daddy is a small case.
"Tea for both of you."
It was black tea. After Opuro went out, he blew the wind in front of the railing for a while. In the container aisle below, several strong men were sitting around playing cards. It was mahjong. The sound of the clattering was very fierce. He looked at it for a while and thought to himself:
What a wild dog of war.
War dogs, mercenaries wandering around smelling the smell of blood, they have no humanity and morality at all, they only believe in diamonds, gold and Washington...
…
Behind the Windmill was another ship, one day later than them. This ship followed the Windmill one day after it left the port. It was a ship belonging to Macao. It was not big, but it had a displacement of 3,500 tons. This ship had people
It wasn't much, and the cargo it carried was naturally small. It was going to Indonesia. How much stuff was packed in the ship was unknown, but there were only about ten sailors on board, and five or six of them were not even sailors.
After we got off the South China Sea and crossed the territorial line, we said goodbye to the patrol boats of the Chinese Navy and watched them leave. It was quite majestic.
Perhaps only a few people know what happened on the ship, but the news seems to have leaked out.
…
"Liu Chengdong, you actually have the nerve to come back alive?"
He can be regarded as a fierce general who has been through life and death, a top figure among the San Xuantang generation, a figure who dares to fight against the princelings in the capital. But in this situation, with tears streaming down his face, he knelt on the ground and kept weeping, just wiping his eyes.
Tears kept falling down.
In front of him were Zhang Bi who looked calm and Mark who was scolding.
Mark's angry expression was extremely ferocious, with veins popping out. He wanted to pull out his gun several times to give Liu Chengdong a good blow, but Zhang Bi blocked him. Now the gun was placed on the desk. Liu Chengdong wanted to die, but he didn't know why.
When I get here, I just want to cry.
"It feels better to cry out. Five brothers have died. It's up to you to decide how to manage the family. Originally, I can't blame you for this matter, but if you let the brothers work hard in that area, you are not doing it.
The boss should have some brains. Money is indeed a lot, but life is also valuable. Even if you are trying to atone for your sins, no matter how much you will earn in the future, you can go to your brothers’ homes to fill it yourself.
."
Zhang Bi spoke in a low voice, but after hearing this, Liu Chengdong felt even more uncomfortable than Mark scolding him, and actually burst into tears.
"The head of the family...I...I'm really sorry for them——"
"Of course you are sorry for them. You are a fierce general. Those bumpkins in Myanmar say you are a tiger general. Do you really think that you are as tough as a tiger and that you are not afraid of swords and guns? Even if you really have that ability, you are such a bitch. Think about you."
Now that you are no longer a top soldier, you still have to set an example and lead the troops. Do you want to do this for the rest of your life? You are so stupid."
The more Mark scolded, the angrier he became. He kicked Liu Chengdong, and there was a cracking sound, which was the sound of bones breaking. Zhang Bi didn't even turn his eyes, he just looked at Liu Chengdong: "Tell me, what method and who."
"Be careful"
Mark shouted from the side.
Liu Chengdong recalled it again, reorganized what he had said before, thought about what else he had missed, and then said: "When the boat approached Malaysia, I felt something was wrong. In fact, it was calm, but suddenly something happened.
A big boat jumped out, along with two smaller ones. The paint on the boat was ugly, and it was all green stuff. The group of people leading it all had their heads covered, but it was not special equipment. The cloth was black and white, and there were many
Some of them were wearing plaid cloth and spoke in strange voices. They were Malaysians, but a few of them were particularly strong and had good skills. I originally wanted to stay in the boat without getting out, but they seemed to have eyes and ran straight to the cargo hold.
Went. I secretly wondered why this group of people were so familiar with the road, and I was a little puzzled. Seeing that I was about to succeed, I gritted my teeth and thought to myself that I would kill a group of people first and attract their attention, but I didn’t expect that there were at least six of them.
There were more than a dozen, and a rocket was carried directly to the control room, and the things were lifted away by the ship's crane."
"How much time before and after?"
Mark asked.
Zhang Bi also frowned. After listening to Liu Chengdong's words, he could naturally imagine that scene, but he was a little confused. Who is this person? He has such ability?
"Twenty minutes, even when the crane came out to lift things, it only took twenty minutes. I was shaken to my core, and the brothers died on the spot. Those people left without any hesitation."
Liu Chengdong's eyes were bulging with hatred.
Zhang Bi and Mark also looked at each other in confusion: This is too accurate, how could it be calculated so accurately? Moreover, how did you know it was this ship? And why did you take action in such a dirty place? Is it a coincidence?
Mark and Zhang Bi didn’t believe that this was a coincidence. If this was also a coincidence, it would be too bizarre in the world. Those people were obviously well-trained and not for the purpose of killing. They just robbed their things and left.
It's really too powerful.
There are really not many people here who have such ability. Sixty or so people? There are three ships, and they can calculate so accurately... If there is no help from satellites, Zhang Bi will not believe it.
American satellite?
The first thing I think of is Americans.
But in the waters of Malaysia, there are all possibilities, and it may not really be an American.
"Is there a mole?"
Mark glanced coldly and asked himself.
Zhang Ben thought for a while and said: "There is a ghost inside."
"However, the insider doesn't know much about it." Zhang Bi added: "The other four ships have all arrived as scheduled. Our people have taken over and are now active. The He family's power here is indeed not great.
Xiao. He has great magical powers."
"Let's see, who knows how many people care about Liu Chengdong's ship, and how many people are making innuendo... who is the mole?"
Mark concluded sternly.
Zhang Bi nodded and agreed.
The White Fan masters far away in Myanmar were thinking about all this. After getting the news, several masters discussed it with their hands and made some speculations. They even invited several psychology masters to analyze...
kind of doubt.
Three days later, probably only a few days after New Year's Day, a rumor spread in Southeast Asia that the head of the Huben Festival Hall, King Zhang Bi of the Salween River, had a boat robbed.
There was nothing special about this matter. It was just a pirate.
But there is another rumor.
Master Zhang made a message: If anyone can find the person who robbed him of the 100 million US dollars on his ship, he will share half of it as a reward.
In Southeast Asia, above the South China Sea, there was a sudden turmoil