typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Chapter 2100 Sharpening the Knife

Chapter 2101 Sharpening the knife

Seeing that Mo Darong took the initiative to ask, Chu Heng knew that he had given the gift to the right person, and he felt much better from the pain in his heart.

Fifty years of daughter-in-law, he doesn’t have much of it himself, so he wouldn’t be willing to give it out if it wasn’t to ask for help.

However, he was not in a hurry to talk about the matter. After all, people nowadays have a lot of talk. So, when faced with Mo Darong's question, he smiled and patted his belly: "It's a little trivial, but we'll talk about it later."

Come on, Uncle Rong, I'm hungry now."

Mo Darong raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and immediately guessed that he might not be too young, so he didn't ask any more questions and picked up the chopsticks with a smile: "Haha, then let's eat, come here, move the chopsticks, try this first

The pork belly, do you think it’s the same as the ones at home?”

"Oh, I can do it myself."

"You're welcome, we're all family members."

"Yeah, this dish is good, it's no different from what we make at home."

"As long as you like it, eat more."

Mo Darong gave him a few more chopsticks with a kind face.

Even Guanglong felt sour in his stomach when he saw it. His disciple had never enjoyed the treatment of serving food from his master. They only gave him two bottles of wine, and the relationship was as good as that of real father and son.

This is too snobbish!



It was around four o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was setting in the west, and the sky was filled with red clouds.

After the reception banquet, Chu Heng was lying on the hotel bed, looking at the information on all members of the Abel family that Lian Guanglong had sent to him and had been investigated by people from the French Hongmen.

As Lian Guanglong said, his money was well spent.

The information in the file is very detailed. Anyone who has some blood relationship with the Abel family has his information in it, and it has been checked thoroughly from the inside out.

"Tsk, tsk, these so-called upper-class people are really dirtier than the last. If you tear off their glamorous exterior, you will find that they are either extremely evil or extremely smelly inside!"

Chu Heng sneered and flipped through the information.

None of the main members of the Abel family is clean.

First of all, Bensamin’s father is the former mayor of Nantes and a major member of the CR party. He not only takes bribes and abuses power for personal gain, but he also smelt copper and basically goes to a local church once a week.

One night.

And his mother, who evades taxes, pays bribes, hires murderers, and raises pretty boys... is just a piece of shit.

As for the rest of the people, they are not that clean either. It would be an understatement to say that all of them are evil.

Including Ben Shaming, even though she is usually a dog-like and polite person, she does a lot of robberies and robberies in private.

But this is good, it will be more convenient for Chu Heng to attack them!

"Crash!"

In the room, Chu Heng flipped through the information page by page, reading it over and over again, constantly making changes to his plan in his mind.

It wasn't until night fell that he put away the documents, stood up, put on the clothes hanging on the hanger at the door, opened the door and prepared to go to the Guangfeng Building next door to chat with Mo Darong.

"Squeak."

As soon as he came out of the room, the door opposite opened. Cen Hao, who had drank a lot at lunch, poked his head out sleepily: "Going out? Mr. Chu."

"Sleep in your bed. I'll go next door. It'll be fine." Chu Heng put his hand on his face, pushed him back, wiped himself off and went downstairs.

He walked along the bustling streets and listened to various local accents from all over China. If he didn't look at the tall buildings and the constant flow of cars around him, he would have felt as if he had never been abroad.

Not long after.

Chu Heng came to Guangfeng Tower.

This is when the restaurant's business is at its best. The lobby is crowded with people, most of whom are Chinese, and there are also a few black and white people among them. Not only are they noisy, but the whole room is filled with the aroma of food and wine.

.

Mo Darong was not on the first floor at this time, so Chu Heng asked a waiter casually, then ran up to the third floor and found the little old man sitting at the coffee table in the living room, pouring himself a drink.

What he drank was the daughter's red that Chu Heng brought, a small wine bottle, placed in warm water to heat up. There was no food, just a dish of shredded pickles and fried peanuts to go with the wine.

Take a small sip, smash it carefully and taste it, then add pickle sticks or peanuts to suppress the alcohol.

The whole person felt relaxed and content.

"Hey, you're drinking, Uncle Rong." Chu Heng smiled and walked forward.

Mo Darong glanced up, raised his finger to point to the solid wood sofa in front of him, and said with a red face, "Here you go, sit down."

"well."

Chu Heng sat down with his butt raised, picked up a peanut and threw it into his mouth without anyone noticing, and said with a smile: "Have you drunk too much? I still want to talk to you about something."

"It's a joke, a little rice wine can't put down your uncle Rong and me."

Mo Darong took another sip from the wine cup. When the wine reached his mouth, he did not swallow it directly. Instead, he turned it around in his mouth before reluctantly swallowing it. Finally, he thought about it for a while before spitting out: "

Tell me, what is it that is so mysterious?"

"I would like to ask you to help me get a batch of antiques." Chu Heng said straightforwardly.

"Oh?" Mo Darong, who thought he would be looking for murder and arson, couldn't help but curiously asked: "What antique?"

"Listen to me and tell you carefully."

Chu Heng grabbed a handful of peanuts and told him everything about Ben Shaming with an indignant look on his face.

Mo Darong finished listening.

Okay, isn't this still murder and arson?

At the same time, he was also quite indignant. He slapped the table and said murderously: "How could my treasure of China fall into the hands of the barbarians! Besides, it was originally stolen by them, and it should be returned to its original owner."

"Just tell me, what do you want to do? Steal or rob?"

Chu Heng waved his hands hurriedly: "You can't steal or rob, otherwise this thing will be dirty and difficult to show in public. My idea is to get the things back in an upright manner. Stealing and robbing is just a bad idea."

"Then what do you want to do?"

"The Abel family has been operating in France for many years. Their power is deep-rooted and their relationships are intricate. Therefore, we need to use thunder to catch them off guard and take advantage of the chaos."

"...You speak human language."

"Tsk, I plan to do this, this, and this."

"So troublesome?" Mo Darong frowned after hearing this, and after pondering for a while, he said: "According to your idea, you must ask people from France to help, and the action is so big, just relying on my face is not enough."

They must be able to control them, and I have to ask my master to come forward."

"I can't even give you money?" Chu Heng said in surprise.

"This is not about money." Mo Darong shook his head, put his fingers on the table, and knocked hard: "You are trying to challenge their local power, which is dangerous. If the relationship is not in place, they may not be willing to help.

"

"Then shall I go and beg Master Yuan?" Chu Heng frowned and asked.

Mo Darong smiled and said: "No need to ask, you don't understand. My master's master, that is, my master, died under the gunfire of the foreign devils back then. Speaking of which, the Abel family of Laoshizi and him are enemies, so this

As long as you talk to him about something, he will definitely take the initiative to help."

"If you do this, I will contact my master first and ask him to come back quickly. You can just go back and wait for news, but it may take a longer time. He is on vacation in Bali now. It will take a few days for him to come back after I contact him.

time."

"Hey, Mr. Yuan is really having a cool life these days... This matter is not urgent for a while, I just have some other things to do. By the time I finish, he will probably be back."

"That's just right."


This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next