Chapter 220 Gold is your life

Chapter 220 Gold is your life
When Fat Cat learned that Sha Tou Zai had succeeded, he put down the Wen Dan pot in his hand and clapped his hands in praise: "Well done, Sha Tou Zai didn't embarrass me."

Gao Laosen, dressed in a long gown and dressed like a lawyer, was looking at the fire in front of the charcoal stove beside him. He chuckled and said, "Brother Mao, Sha Touzi is your most proud student. How could he fail in his work?"

Fat Cat nodded slightly and said with emotion: "It was Atang who gave Sha Touzi the opportunity to show up and perform meritorious deeds."

Although it was difficult for Yin Zhaotang to temporarily assign additional staff, the fact that he was willing to invite people from the club showed that he regarded the club as his own home.

Even if Sha Tou Zai is not his confidant, he would believe it!

Gao Laosen, however, looked solemn and asked suspiciously, "Brother Mao, are you planning to let Sha Tou Zai go out to do some work?"

Sha Tou Zai is the last proud disciple that Fat Cat kept by his side. He wields the sword in the Punishment Hall and is the weapon of Longtou.

With Sha Tou Zai in the execution hall, Fat Cat's position as the leader is secure.

If even the Shatouzai were sent to work in the gang, Feimao would have to consider retiring.

"Make arrangements early."

Fat Cat sighed, and a hint of sadness flashed across his old face, but he soon smiled with wrinkles all over his face, and said, "Besides, who said that Sha Tou Zi is my only disciple?"

Gao Laosen seemed to understand. He used a chopstick to pick up the sweet potato beside the stove and blew away the heat: "Yes, there is another one who is helping you build your empire!"

Fat Cat smiled and said, "Call Atang and tell him that Sha Tou Tsai is on his way to Wan Chai."

"I understand. Thank Grandpa for me."

Yin Zhaotang hung up the phone and said to Niu Qiang: "Ask them in."

Wang Zhijun had brought Zhang Wansheng, Chen Aiguo and Li Shengli to the entrance of Wan Chai Ice House.

The five men were wearing floral shirts, H-back vests from the fertilizer factory, rubber-soled shoes, and each carried a cross-body bag.

In front of the bodyguards in suits, the five people were dressed very rustically, but their flat heads, bright eyes and confidence made them look energetic.

"Mr. Yin, Mr. Yin"

Wang Zhijun brought his five brothers to the big boss, bowed and greeted him politely.

Yin Zhaotang patted Wang Zhijun on the shoulder: "Squad Leader Wang, long time no see."

"Have you eaten yet? Ask the kitchen to make you some noodles. Eat your fill before you start working."

Wang Zhijun nodded and bowed, very grateful: "Thank you, Boss Yin, but we have already eaten."

"Don't waste it."

Yin Zhaotang gave them some cigarettes and asked the six people to sit down with just a few words. They finished their noodles in no time.

Six people can withstand the hail of bullets, but they can't withstand the sin of wasting food.

Judging from the speed at which they ate the noodles, they had at most eaten dry food before setting off, and they easily finished a large bowl of seafood noodles.

"Thank you, Boss Yin."

“It’s really good.”

Zhang Wansheng and Chen Aiguo all had smiles on their faces.

Wang Zhijun said somewhat embarrassedly: "Boss Yin always takes care of our business, pays us every penny, and even treats us to a big meal."

"Some other day, I'll treat Boss Yin to a drink some other day."

Yin Zhaotang took out the photo in his arms and said with a smile, "Why are you being polite? When you go to the dock to move the goods, the owner should provide a meal for you, right?"

"This is my mother and my girlfriend. One works in Kwun Tong and the other lives in Tsim Sha Tsui. They both have someone watching over them. But I am worried. After much thought, I can only trust you."

"Can you take care of them for me?"

Wang Zhijun took the two photos and saw two women, one old and one young. He knew that they were the most important people in Yin Sheng's world.

Wang Zhijun said seriously: "Mr. Yin has left all my friends, as long as Ah Jun is alive, I will not let them be harmed."

Yin Zhaotang patted his shoulder without saying anything, turned around and said, "Left hand, pay the bill!"

He took out a suitcase from under the table with his left hand and handed it to Wang Zhijun in front of him: "Brother Jun, five hundred thousand Hong Kong dollars and a gold bar."

"Just give it to Da Ge."

Wang Zhijun didn't dare to accept money privately.

Zuoshou said, "It's an emergency, I'll explain it to Da Ge, you take it first."

"it is good."

Wang Zhijun no longer had any reason to refuse.

Zuo Shou said solemnly: "Brother Jun, that gold bar is for you brothers. Brother Tang hopes that you will spend as much as you want and how much effort you will put in, so I will just give the money to you." "What is gold in the eyes of us Hongmen people?"

Wang Zhijun was stunned: "What is it?"

“Loyalty is stronger than gold, loyalty is more precious than gold. Gold is one’s life and property. Giving gold is like entrusting one’s family.” The left hand sighed.

Wang Zhijun didn't know why he felt heavy in his heart. It was just a simple job of collecting money to do a job, but in the end, it became a matter of emotion.

After walking out of Wan Chai Ice House, I looked back at Zhang Wansheng and the others. As expected, they all had heavy expressions on their faces.

Chen Aiguo was relatively young and was easily fooled by this. He asked, "Squad Leader, what do you say we should do?"

"You, Shengli and Huibang go to Kwun Tong, and I'll take Wansheng and Dadi to Tsim Sha Tsui East. The three of us will get the job done."

"As for other things, we'll take it one step at a time." Wang Zhijun came to the roadside and opened the car door. Sha Touzi had just stopped the car, walked around to the trunk, and led people to move Zhazai out.

At this time, Zhazi had been tied up like a dumpling, his mouth was sealed with tape, and the gunshot wound on his arm was bandaged.

Sha Touzi strode into the tea restaurant. Niu Qiang and the others at the door bowed their heads and shouted in admiration, "Brother Sha Tou."

"Brother Sando!"

"Ah."

Sha Touzi nodded. He was always cold and arrogant, but he would give face to Niu Qiang.

Sometimes he could see himself ten years ago in Niu Qiang.

Yin Zhaotang gave Shatouzi a warm hug and said with a smile: "Brother Shatou, it's all thanks to you."

"It's all for Grandpa."

Shatouzi was very clear about the distinction, but when he took the cigar handed to him by Yin Zhaotang, his expression was still very pleased.

As long as Grandpa didn't fall, he didn't have to be afraid of anyone, except sometimes he would smile at Shen Xian Tang. He was not stupid, he knew that in Grandpa's heart, he was not as important as Shen Xian Tang.

In the community, his foundation is not as good as Shenxiantang’s.

The most powerful "power" of the Punishment Hall Chief is that he can find out Grandpa's true thoughts, and he must definitely follow Grandpa's wishes.

Lao Mo and Jie Shiyong have gone to the location of their brothers to prevent Xin Ji from causing trouble.

He asked Sha Tou Zai to sit down, ordered a drink, and called Niu Qiang to him: "Tell Ah Hao to take the brothers back."

Niu Qiang clasped his fists and shouted, "Yes, boss!"

Yin Zhaotang looked around and asked, "Do you have Fei Zaixing's phone number?"

“No.”

On the left hand, the egg tarts all shook their heads.

"Hurry up and find someone to ask for it. Feizaixing and I will swap people!" Yin Zhaotang had the chips in his hand and seemed to have a sure win. His face suddenly became bright.

Egg Tart quickly stood up: "I'll go find it."

It's easy to get a phone number, but it's not easy to extricate yourself from the battle.

Niu Qiang found Jiang Hao's confidant Sha Hui. When Sha Hui learned that the troops were to be withdrawn, he took two people with him, braved the flying stones, drove away the two new gang members, and rushed to Jiang Hao.

Jiang Hao had just knocked down a new thug when he saw Sha Hui, who was supposed to lead the troops alone, appear. He shouted angrily, "Sha Hui, what are you doing here?"

"Brother Hao, the boss told you to retreat."

"withdraw?"

"Retreat!"

Jiang Hao looked up and saw a chaotic fight involving more than 500 people spread out on a line of several hundred meters.

The fighters are not wooden men. Except the first group who rush into the battle, the rest can run, hide, jump and dance.

Some fought together in groups of three or five, while others hid and attacked by surprise, and if they wanted to retreat, they would have to eat their brains.

Silly Hui's mind short-circuited, and he blurted out: "If we kill Ganzi, can't we retreat?"

Jiang Hao's eyes widened with ecstasy, and he felt that his younger brother was right. He clenched his steel knife, waved and walked forward: "Come on, follow me to find Gan Zi!"

"Brothers, follow Brother Hao!"

Sha Hui raised his knife and yelled.

(End of this chapter)