"Okay, boss Chi, please be happy, this matter is settled."
After hearing what Boss Hao said, the Sun brothers were immediately overjoyed. In their eyes, the Qin Feng brother and sister were just a pair of wanderers. Even if they disappeared, no one would pay attention, let alone call the police. These two thousand
Yuan is equivalent to getting it for free.
"Boss Chi, we can bring people here tomorrow, but this money..."
Sun Laoer stared at the pile of money in Boss Hao's hand and said hesitantly: "If Boss Chi is relieved, can you give us a deposit first?"
He didn't enjoy the drink just now. Sun Laoer wanted to go back and celebrate with his eldest brother, but he was short of money and could only turn to Hao Laoer.
"No problem, this thousand yuan is considered as a deposit. Brother Sun, please take it."
Boss Hao smiled generously, divided the stack of money into two, and handed it to Boss Sun. However, he did not let go of the hand holding the money, and said: "Brother Sun, we want to go there with you tomorrow."
Look at those two children, I wonder if it’s OK?”
After listening to Mr. Sun's introduction just now, Mr. Hao knew that the brother and sister lived alone and that their residence was very remote, which gave him the idea of going there directly.
After all, they are living in a guest house now, and there are many people there. If the Sun brothers trick those two people into coming here, something unexpected might happen.
"Okay, let's go there at noon tomorrow. Usually, both children will be there at that time."
Boss Sun was eager to earn 2,000 yuan just by talking. He originally wanted to use the excuse of selling scraps to deceive the brother and sister. Since Boss Chi wants to go there in person, it saves the two brothers' effort.
Woolen cloth.
"Brother, 2,000 is too much, isn't it?"
After the Sun brothers left, Qi Baoyu said with some dissatisfaction, considering the nature of these two brothers, even giving them a thousand yuan would make them happy.
"Not much, second brother, you have to take a longer view."
Boss Hao shook his head and said: "It's too far away from our place, and it's hard to find a lost child. Maybe these two people will be needed in the future. Let's give them a little taste first."
In the past two years, Boss Hao has gradually taken control of the begging business in his city and surrounding cities. The number of beggars under his command has become increasingly insufficient. If he wants to continue to develop further, he must control more children.
Marx once said: If capital has a 50% profit, it will take desperate risks; if it has a 100% profit, it will dare to trample on all laws in the world; if it has a 300% profit, it will dare to commit
Any crime, even risking being hanged.
Although Boss Hao didn't know what Marx said, he knew that a mere two thousand yuan was insignificant compared to the benefits created by a beggar.
Normally, in some well-located areas, a beggar can earn one or two hundred yuan a day. If he is a disabled person, this number can even double, so Boss Hao is still willing to pay this amount.
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"Second brother, don't go tomorrow. Buy your ticket home and wait for us at the station."
After thinking for a while, Boss Hao looked at the man next to Qi Baoyu and said, "Old Qi, if the Sun brothers are playing tricks, then..."
As he spoke, Mr. Hao made a throat-cutting motion on his neck. The young man who had been drinking silently raised his head, agreed, and lowered his head again.
Boss Hao is actually from the Northeast. In the early 1980s, he went to the south with the work wave. After working hard for two years, he met an old man. It was this old man who changed the trajectory of Boss Hao's life drastically.
The old man was a serious man in the world of martial arts. He controlled a beggar gang before liberation. After the reform and opening up was tried in the south, he immediately sensed an opportunity and came to the coastal city to resume his old business.
It's just that the old man was getting older and was unable to do many things, so he accepted an apprentice and passed on all kinds of martial arts to Boss Hao.
But the old man didn't expect that Boss Hao was far more ruthless than him. He thought the children who were still in good health had too little money from begging, so he broke the legs and feet of several children, which also caused a conflict between the master and the apprentice.
The final result was that Boss Hao put the sweat medicine in the master's wine. When the master fell asleep, he used a pillow to suffocate the old man to death. The most ironic thing is that the formula of the sweat medicine was handed down by the old man himself.
For Boss Hao.
After the old man died, Boss Hao also took full control of the beggars and began his criminal path to fortune.
The seventh child that Boss Hao ordered just now is named Zhang Junlong. He is Boss Hao's nephew. Due to his poor family, Zhang Junlong went to his uncle when he was eighteen years old.
Over the past few years, Zhang Junlong, who was ruthless and had some skills, became the most effective thug under Mr. Hao.
The disabled beggars controlled by Boss Hao were most likely the victims of Zhang Junlong. Whenever they heard Zhang Junlong's name, they would tremble with fear.
"Yes, boss, don't worry."
Including Liu Zi and Qi Baoyu, no one knew the relationship between Zhang Junlong and Boss Hao, so Zhang Junlong always addressed himself as the boss in front of others.
After the arrangements were made, everyone got busy. It was troublesome to bring the two children on the train, but Mr. Hao already had an idea, and he wanted to find a pharmacy to prepare the Mongolian sweat medicine passed down by his master.
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"Zimo, take care of yourself along the way, I will miss you!"
Today is the day when everyone in the Liu family sets off back to Taiwan. In the courtyard of the Liu family, Qin Feng is bidding farewell to his only friend in the world.
"Ah Feng, please pay more attention to yourself. Grandpa doesn't easily read people's faces. What he says is usually very accurate."
Liu Zimo looked at Qin Feng with a worried look on his face. He knew that Qin Feng, who usually didn't talk much and seemed a bit quiet, actually had a devil hidden in his heart.
Liu Zimo once saw with his own eyes that Qin Feng broke the right leg of a child three or four years older than him after being insulted by a group of students. The child was even more intimidated and did not dare to tell the truth. He just went home.
Talk about his broken leg.
"Zimo, don't worry. If anything happens to me, come back early. Then we can catch crickets together."
Qin Feng laughed when he heard this. He never believed in these ghosts and gods. Although he respected Mr. Liu very much, Qin Feng still regarded what he said as nonsense.
"You kid, oh, wait a minute."
Seeing Qin Feng's nonchalant look, Liu Zimo stamped his feet, pulled Qin Feng into his room, and then took out a flat wooden box from under the bed.
"A Feng, this is for you. You usually don't cause trouble, but if something does happen, just use it to defend yourself." After touching the box, Liu Zimo showed a look of reluctance on his face, but in the end he handed it over.
Qin Feng.
"What is this? Hey, it's so heavy!"
The box was only ten centimeters wide and forty centimeters long. It looked light and flimsy, but when Qin Feng took the wooden box, it felt heavy in his hand and he almost fell to the ground unexpectedly.
"This is a spear head made by my grandpa after imitating my ancestor's magic gun. It uses the best materials. There are only three guns in total. This one was passed down to me by my grandpa."
Liu Zimo opened the box from Qin Feng's hand, and suddenly a gun head about thirty centimeters long with a dazzling cold light appeared in front of Qin Feng.
The head of this gun is diamond-shaped, like a long dagger, with a high ridge and a thin blade. There is also a blood groove in the middle of the gun head. Although there is no gun barrel, such a gun head gives people an extremely dangerous look.
Feel.
At the root of the gun head, there is a ponytail made of authentic ponytails. These ponytails are red in color. The jitter of the guntail can confuse the opponent when stabbing, and can also prevent the opponent's blood from sliding down the gun shaft into the palm of the hand.
In order to commemorate his master, Liu Yunjiao spared no effort in making these three gun heads. It took Mr. Liu two years and almost three hundred thousand to make these three gun heads.
All three gun heads are made of triple-layer steel, which is an expensive Japanese laminated steel material. The hard inner layer with high carbon content serves as the center layer of the blade, and the tough elastic steel that has been tempered on both sides. Finally,
The blade of the knife concentrates the characteristics of high-quality steel. I dare not say that it cuts through iron like mud, but it can cut through steel bars as thick as your little finger in one stroke.
"Zimo, I can't have this...this thing. Grandpa Liu passed it on to you."
Although Qin Feng didn't know how much the gun head cost, he could tell that it must be very valuable. In addition, it was passed down from the old man to his grandson, so it was very important to Liu Zimo.
"I can't take it back, so you can keep it for self-defense and then return it to me when I come back."
Liu Zimo was really afraid that his grandfather's proverb would come true. Before Qin Feng could refuse, he closed the box and forced it on Qin Feng. Although this thing was precious, it was not as important as the life of a good friend.
"Then... okay, I'll keep it for you first."
Qin Feng suddenly thought of what happened a few years ago. If he had practiced kung fu and had this gun in hand, his parents would not have suffered a catastrophe.
"That's right. Hey, they called me and they should be leaving."
Liu Zimo's father's voice came from the yard, and Liu Zimo said quickly: "Hide this thing in your clothes, don't let my uncle and the others see it, otherwise brother and I will be in trouble."
Liu Zimo knew the significance of the gun head to the Liu family. If the elders saw it, he would probably be beaten severely at least, and Qin Feng had no intention of taking the gun head out of the Liu family.
Fortunately, the weather was cold now, and Qin Feng was wearing a military green shabby coat. After stuffing the box into his arms, there was no clue from the outside.
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