"Damn it, if I am intimidated by a little prison guard, how will I be able to survive in the business world in the future?"
Xiong Baitao was not willing to bet 10 million in his heart, but he was "riding a tiger and it was hard to get off". In full view of everyone, he raised his head and looked at Yaoyang, and said fiercely:
"It's only 10 million, it's just a joke. You can tell me what you want to play with!"
"On the golf course, of course we play golf! To put it simply, Mr. Xiong and I each hit a stroke, and let everyone present recognize that whoever has a stronger stroke will win, easily worth 10 million, Mr. Xiong thinks
How about it?
When Yaoyang proposed the method of playing, his tone was relaxed and comfortable, as if he was talking about a thousand without the word ten thousand behind him. Even Huo Jingliang's face became excited when he heard it.
It’s not that this gambling method is bad, but it’s too childish!
What does it mean to be stronger than a rod? Do you think it is plowing?
In golf, the stronger does not win.
And the bet is so big, 10 million, one ball.
The great speculator Huo Jingliang has seen countless big scenes.
But he had never heard of the strange things happening now.
"Brother Yaoyang!"
Ding Shanben came forward at this moment, quickly pulled Yaoyang, and whispered:
"This Xiong Baitao is causing trouble because of me. You don't need to pay attention to him. And even if you really have to bet 10 million, I should pay the 10 million..."
Undoubtedly, Ding Shanben is also a very moral person. With a huge sum of 10 million, he did not say anything about winning or losing.
He just reminded Yaoyang in a roundabout way that he could regret not gambling, but if he really wanted to gamble, use his money.
Ding Shanben's words were very low, but the place was relatively quiet. Xiong Baitao, Huo Jingliang, and even a few followers listened carefully and heard some of it.
Regarding this, Xiong Baitao was hesitant and thought to himself:
"This prison guard wants to bluff me?"
At this time, Zhan Mizi didn't know whether it was intentional or just cooperating, so he also whispered:
"Brother Yaoyang, we just learned golf today, so we don't have much chance of winning!"
Zhan Mi said this in a voice about the same as Ding Shanben's, and everyone still heard it.
"Is this your first time playing?"
Everyone couldn't help but observe the field where Yaoyang and others had just played. Sure enough, they, the old golfers, immediately noticed something suspicious:
"I saw that where Mi Tsai was standing before, the lawn in front seemed to have been shoveled. This happened to them when they were novices, and they couldn't hit the ball."
This scene also made them almost sure that Zhan Mizi was not talking nonsense and that they were real novices.
"Damn, you really scared me! Then don't blame me for being rude."
After understanding this, Xiong Baitao's confidence greatly increased and he immediately spoke, arrogantly saying:
"It's more powerful than a shot, right? That's no problem! Little prison guard, if you can't even touch the ball with this shot, what's the point?"
"Of course I lose."
Yaoyang replied affirmatively.
"good!"
Xiong Baitao smiled with satisfaction, his eyes exuding confidence, and ordered his followers:
"Go get my checkbook."
"Yes, Mr. Bear!"
The follower agreed and hurried to the locker room.
But at this time, Yaoyang spoke again, this time not to Xiong Baitao, but to Ding Shanben and Huo Jingliang:
"Rare book, Mr. Huo, are you interested in playing together? If you believe me, how about buying me to win?"
"oh?"
Huo Jingliang was a little surprised. He didn't expect that this little prison guard was not afraid of him at all, and his tone was a bit like treating a friend.
Ding Shanben was straightforward. He was startled for a moment, then smiled slightly and said:
"Okay, since Brother Yaoyang is confident, I will support whatever I say. I will also buy you 10 million Yaoyang to win. Mr. Xi, I wonder if you dare to take it?"
“If someone gives me money to spend, there’s nothing I dare not accept!”
Xiong Baitao believed that he had seen through Yaoyang's tricks and didn't take it seriously at all. He said "win is guaranteed".
"But I didn't bring that much money." Ding
Rare book, let’s be honest.
"It doesn't matter. If you say Ding Shanben, I will trust you ten million. If I lose, I will go to Dingfeng to find what you want, hahaha..."
Xiong Baitao laughed, as if the outcome had been decided and he was just waiting to get the money.
More importantly, Xiong Baitao felt that this time he severely stepped on Ding Shanben's face, which was very good.
"If that's the case, then I'll buy this little brother Jiang for 10 million, but I don't have that much money. Xiong, if you lose, I will ask for it from you."
Huo Jingliang suddenly interrupted, looking even more arrogant than Xiong Baitao. Unlike Ding Shanben, who asked Huo Jingliang if he would accept the call, he directly booked the matter.
"Well……"
Xiong Baitao's smile froze and he glared at Huo Jingliang fiercely.
Do you have a hundred thousand drafts in your heart? Mercedes-Benz:
"I believe in Ding Shanben because I know Ding Shanben. This person is a big fool. If he says ten million, he will definitely lose. An old fox like Huo Jingliang will not spend a penny now, so he just bets one.
Ten million, I’m afraid it’s hard to admit if you lose. I won’t have the guts to ask him to get it then!”
Seeing Xiong Baitao staring at him, Huo Jingliang seemed to see through his heart and said loudly:
"Xiong, what do you mean, the name Rare Book is worth ten million, but I, Huo Jingliang, am not even worth ten million?"
"Oh shit!"
Xiong Baitao was very angry. He didn't believe that Huo Jingliang, a financial tycoon, didn't carry a check with him. This was obviously a "waste with nothing".
Unfortunately, there is nothing I can do against him, and I really can't fight him.
Remembering this humiliation in his heart, Xiong Baitao has been doing business for so many years, and there are some palaces in the city. His angry expression turned calm, and he said coldly:
"Okay, I'll accept Mr. Huo's 10 million, but it's a pity that Mr. Huo has seen the wrong person!"
"The most powerful thing in my life, Huo Jingliang, is my vision. Could I be wrong?"
Huo Jingliang looked coldly and disdainfully and stopped talking. Yaoyang responded in time, no longer trying to hide his words, and said confidently:
"Mr. Xiong, now that the bet has been made, let's get started. I wonder which one should come first, you or me?"
"Who is stronger, right? Is it the one who can hit farther? What is your identity? Of course I go first!"
Xiong Baitao didn't have a good impression of Yaoyang at all, so he stood up and motioned to his followers to take the clubs and lay out the golf balls.
The follower understood and immediately placed the ball, wiped the club again and handed it to Xiong Baitao.
"Little policeman, I don't know where you got this ten million from, but I guess it is your entire fortune. If I take this shot, you will be ruined soon. Oh, what a pity!"
"If you want to blame, don't blame me, Xiong Baitao. Remember, it was Ding Shanben who harmed you."
Xiong Baitao was not an unintelligent person. While he was swinging the club to warm up, he kept talking and sowing dissension, which also undermined Yaoyang's confidence and calmed his heart.
After all, one shot costs 10 million. This is no joke. Xiong Baitao felt that today's club was particularly heavy and it was quite difficult to swing it smoothly.
"Mr. Xiong, please! I, Yaoyang, never do anything that I am not sure of. Since I dared to bet, I never thought that I would lose. Mr. Xiong cannot take away my 10 million, but will keep 30 million."
Yaoyang retorted, also hitting the opponent.
"Yeah?"
Xiong Baitao smiled coldly, said "?" and swung the club hard.
Bang...
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Xiong Baitao hit the golf ball in front of him with one shot. Because it was a competition, Xiong Baitao not only held back his hand, but also used some of the skills he had learned from playing golf for many years.
I saw the golf ball flying out like a missile, making a graceful arc and flying far away. Everyone looked up and looked up, except for the bright sun, their hearts also beat as the golf ball flew.
Boom…
In the end, the golf ball flew for a while and then fell directly into the ground. It rolled on the ground for a while, and then rolled accurately into a hole.
"Holy shit, eagle ball!"
"Mr. Bear is amazing!"
"Mr. Xiong, you are so awesome. At this level, even professional players can't compare to you."
Seeing this ball, most of the people present screamed out loud, and Xiong Baitao's followers and caddies even praised him continuously, with compliments pouring in.
To be honest, this goal was definitely a superb performance by Xiong Baitao.
What is an eagle ball? It's homophonic to Lao Yingqiu. It means that where three shots or four shots were needed to score a goal, only one shot was used, and the ball entered in a perfect arc from top to bottom.
Many professional players play for a lifetime and only win one or two games.
Xiong Baitao has played football for so many years, and this is the first time he has scored such a beautiful goal. It can be said that luck, strength, and mentality are all indispensable!
"Hahaha……"
Xiong Baitao laughed wildly. He had never thought that the ball would be so beautiful, far enough away, and a goal. If it were a game, this would be a standard one-shot clearing the table.
With a look of pride on his face, Xiong Baitao handed the club to his subordinate and said confidently:
"How about this, sir, do you still want to fight?"
Ding Shanben still helped Yaoyang, but his words no longer had the same confidence:
"Xiong Baitao, you don't have to be so proud. Brother Yaoyang hasn't made a move yet, so it's not certain who will win and who will lose!"
"Rare book!"
Yaoyang pulled a handful of Ding Shanben and chose to answer by himself, playing with the taste:
"Of course I have to play, this shot is worth tens of millions!"
As he said that, he looked at Huo Jingliang and said:
"Mr. Huo, do you think you will lose or win today?"
Huo Jingliang was very calm. Even when Xiong Baitao hit an eagle, he was just stunned and returned to normal in an instant.
Now seeing that Yaoyang still had time to talk to him, Huo Jing felt a sense of appreciation for this young man and said with a smile:
"I, Huo Jingliang, only like to win, I don't like to lose, and I don't like to be fooled! What about you? Are you confident about winning, or are you just pretending from beginning to end and are you trying to trick me?"
Hearing that Huo Jingliang's tone was somewhat unkind, Ding Shanben showed worry on his face, and Xiong Baitao laughed wildly in his heart.
On the other hand, Yaoyang was calm and took the club from Zhan Mizai's hand, waved it a few times, and said proudly:
"If you take this shot, you will know!"
The sound falls and the club comes out.
Bang...!
puff……!
When Yaoyang hit a shot, the sound was much weirder than Xiong Baitao's shot. First, he heard the ball being hit hard, and then immediately heard the sound of air leaking.
Of course, everyone could not help but look towards the sky just like last time.
above…
No!
Mid-air…
No!
mid air
No!
ground
Why still not!
Where is the ball...?
Curious, everyone present was curious. They looked around, including dozens of people, but they couldn't see where the golf ball had been hit.
Just when everyone was in deep confusion and couldn't figure it out, Yaoyang's rich male voice came out:
"What are you all looking at? The ball is at my feet and it hasn't moved!"
ah……?
This is……?
After hearing this reminder, everyone turned around and looked at Yaoyang's feet, the starting point of the golf ball.
But just one glance almost made everyone's eyes pop out. They saw that the white round golf ball did not move, but it could not be called a golf ball now, because it had turned into petals, like flower petals.
It's torn apart.
In other words, after Yaoyang's shot, golf, which is said to have the strongest impact resistance in the world, and ordinary balls can withstand hundreds of thousands of hard hits, was completely blown away.
Such a situation can be said to be lower than the chance of scoring a hole in one. Not to mention players such as Xiong Baitao and Huo Jingliang, even the staff here have rarely seen them.
"Mr. Xiong, we agreed before the game to compare who has the stronger shot. Mr. Xiong's eagle shot was indeed beautiful, but it's a pity that we didn't compete in distance, let alone accuracy. We only competed in power. Now I
The fight with Mr. Xiong is over, let everyone recognize the winner or loser!"
Yaoyang casually carried the club on his shoulders, looking carefree and unrestrained, and spoke with sarcasm on his lips.
"you……"
Xiong Baitao is not a fool. How could he not understand the competition? Yaoyang definitely won this ball.
In fact, Huo Jingliang didn't give Xiong Baitao a chance to speak again, and even clapped his hands:
"Bah bang bang...good, good, good, wonderful, really wonderful. Yaoyang, sir Lei, right? Let's get to know each other again, I am Huo Jingliang!"
Huo Jingliang's cheerful smile spread out, either because he got ten million in a few minutes with nothing, or because he admired Yaoyang a little, he took the initiative to reach out to Yaoyang and introduce himself again.
Such an introduction also means that Huo Jingliang now thinks that Yaoyang is qualified to know him. Unlike before, he only regarded Yaoyang as Ding Shanben's friend and never thought of making friends with him.
Yaoyang shook hands with Huo Jingliang and was about to say something.
Xiong Baitao could no longer control his emotions. He took the checkbook from his subordinate, scrawled three pieces of it, walked directly to Ding Shanben, and said aggressively:
"Boy, if you have the guts, find a juggler to help me. You can keep the money to buy a coffin!"
After saying that, Xiong Baitao threw the check in front of Ding Shanben, turned around and left with the others.
Ding Shanben didn't mind this, he bent down to pick up the three checks, turned around and handed them to Yaoyang and Huo Jingliang respectively.
Huo Jingliang took the check, with a flash of disdain in his eyes, and couldn't help but lectured:
"Brother, you are too soft-hearted. Only Xiong dares to treat you like this. Don't say that your uncle didn't teach you. When people like Xiong Baitao are worthless, we should kick him away.
When you need him when you need him, bring him back and let us have a meal together, then it will be fine again!"
Ding Shanben looked a little embarrassed when faced with Huo Jingliang's lesson.
He and Huo Jingliang can be said to be two extremes in life. He does not agree with almost any of Huo Jingliang's so-called philosophy of life.
It happened that the other person was an elder, so he couldn't speak. Fortunately, Yaoyang came to the rescue in time, flicked the 10 million check in his hand, handed it to the excited Zhan Mizi next to him, and said with a smile:
"Mr. Huo's words are wrong. How could Xiong Baitao be useless now? Didn't he just give each of us 10 million?"
"Well……"
Huo Jingliang was stunned. He couldn't remember how long it had been before someone dared to refute when he was lecturing others.
However, he listened very carefully to Yaoyang's words. He looked at the check in his hand and laughed:
"Hahaha, yes, Yaoyangzi, you are right. That good-for-nothing Xiong Baitao can't do anything else. Giving us money to spend is actually his value."
"Hahaha……"
Everyone laughed, and the atmosphere of joy permeated the entire golf course.
What was the concept of 10 million in the 1980s? Regardless of the huge scene of Xiong's Jewelry, excluding all expenses, this number would probably be enough for half a year of serious business.
In just a few minutes, Yaoyang made Ding Shanben and Huo Jingliang earn 10 million each, making everyone feel extremely happy.
Huo Jingliang didn't mention leaving or dominating, and simply stayed to play with Yaoyang and the others.
He and Yaoyang had some similarities in certain ways of life. In addition, Yaoyang was polite and flattering, easily tensed of millions and showing off his power. In just two hours of golf, Huo Jingliang left a lasting impression on Yaoyang.
Deeply impressed, Yaoyang, Yaoyang kept shouting.
At noon, if Huo Jingliang hadn't already made an appointment, he would have invited Yaoyang to have dinner with him.
But even so, Huo Jingliang still left his personal phone number for Yaoyang, saying that he could contact him next time to play.
Ding Shanben originally planned to spend the day with Yaoyang and make good friends, but when he left the golf course, the staff stopped him and said it was the Differ Group calling.
After Ding Shanben answered the phone, he kept apologizing to Yaoyang, saying that there was some minor problem with Dingfeng Gold Industry and he had to go back to deal with it soon, so he couldn't accompany him today.
Yaoyang didn't care about this, secretly thinking that Xiong Baitao was probably unconvinced and started playing tricks immediately after returning.
But since he couldn't deal with others, he could only target his colleague Ding Shanben.
After bidding farewell to Ding Shanben, Yaoyang and Zhan Mizai got into the white Toyota and left alone.
…
In the car running on the road, Zhan Mizi held the steering wheel and looked particularly excited.
No wonder, in just half a day, I first met Ding Shanben, then met Huo Jingliang, and finally won 10 million from Xiong Baitao.
Such an experience was like a dream to Zhan Mizi, and his admiration for Yaoyang grew even more:
"The boss is the boss, and he is so extraordinary as soon as he gets going. Think about Huo Jingliang, how many people in the entire Hong Kong City want to have a relationship with him, hoping to get on his money-making train, but they don't even look at him. When we get to Yao
Here in Yang, the two of them chatted happily, and it was Huo Jingliang who took the initiative to find the topic."
In excitement, Zhan Mizai couldn't help but speak and said excitedly:
"Brother Yaoyang, Huo Jingliang seems to admire you very much. If we can cooperate with him, we can save many years of struggle!"
"appreciate?"
Yaoyang shook his head and said calmly:
"What he appreciates is not me, but the person who can bring him 10 million in a short period of time. Even if this person is not me but someone else, it's the same!"
"Does it make any difference?"
Zhan Mizi didn't understand.
"A big difference."
Yaoyang explained:
"A big speculator like Huo Jingliang will appreciate whoever can bring him benefits. But this appreciation is not equal, it is just the appreciation of the boss to see his subordinates. Unless we can always give him benefits, otherwise it will be what he says
Dogs are kicked away when they are useless!”
"It's not impossible to cooperate with him, but we are not qualified yet!"
this……
In fact, Zhan Mizi is not stupid, or he is very shrewd. It was just that he was too excited when he saw a big shot today, so he didn't think of this.
But Zhan Mizi was still a little unwilling, and continued:
"What about Ding Shanben? I think he is a pretty good person, sincere in his treatment of others, and he seems to be quite moral. Brother Yaoyang, is there any chance for us to cooperate with Dingfeng Group?"
Yaoyang was a little confused, but still explained:
"Ding Shanben was not in charge of the Differ Group within ten years. What he currently controls is just Differ Gold. What should we cooperate with him for? To open a gold bank?"
"Also, why are you always thinking about finding someone to cooperate with? Do you think you are doing very poorly now?"
Speaking of this, Zhan Mizi lost his excitement and said seriously:
"In just two years, I have achieved what I have achieved today, which I never dreamed of before. To be honest, Brother Yaoyang, I am satisfied."
"But Brother Yaoyang left all the business to me, so I can't let you down, Brother Yaoyang!"
"I used to only do game arcades. Thanks to Brother Yaoyang's connections, we seized the opportunity. Everything went smoothly and the business grew bigger and bigger. But since Brother Yaoyang asked me to engage in real estate, to be honest, I'm a little bit
It’s beyond my capabilities!”
"kindness!"
Yaoyang nodded, not blaming Zhan Mizai for his incompetence in doing things.
Yaoyang is actually very clear about the pressure on Zhan Mizi: Hong Kong Comprehensive Market is a place that values capital. This capital includes money, connections, relationships, partners, etc.
With the current strength of my side, I don’t have as much money as others, and my connections are not as strong as others. It is really difficult for me to want to play in an industry like real estate where there are countless predators.
Zhan Mizi repeatedly mentioned finding someone to cooperate with, but he just wanted to use the help of others to make a breakthrough in his business.
"Don't worry, I will find a way to be transferred from Stanley and work in the police department or taxation. As long as I can go to these two places, I will be able to meet more noble people and make useful connections. When the time comes, I will take advantage of the situation.
, business will be much easier.”
In order to appease Zhan Mizi, Yaoyang still revealed some of his plans.
Zhan Mizai was not ignorant of images, he nodded sharply and quickly changed the subject:
"Brother Yaoyang, forget it, let's not mention these unhappy things. By the way, Ding Shanben gave Brother Yaoyang an invitation earlier. What is it?"
"I heard that more than 100 people from all over Hong Kong were invited to visit the Royal Diamond and Jewelry Exhibition. The items on display are royal jewels provided by a British earl. Every piece in them is a priceless treasure."
Yaoyang didn't hide anything and answered casually.
"Depend on!"
Zhan Mizai curled his lips when he heard this, and said as if he couldn't eat the grapes and said the grapes were sour:
"These ghost old nobles are really high-profile. They have treasures and are so ostentatious, and they are not afraid of being robbed."
"Rob?"
When he first heard this word, Yaoyang was stunned, and carefully recalled the details of the exhibition that Ding Shanben introduced to him:
Royal treasure, Hotel Cointreau... Suddenly, Yaoyang remembered that this is the most powerful thing in the world!
In joy, Yaoyang suddenly patted the car seat and said to himself:
"Okay, that's great. I have to be transferred from Stanley. Maybe this is the best opportunity."
"Brother Yaoyang, what's wrong?"
Zhan Mizai didn't know what Yaoyang was thinking. He was startled when Yaoyang suddenly patted the car seat and asked quickly.
"Nothing, I just suddenly thought of something important."
Yaoyang waved his hand, not wanting to explain, and asked:
"By the way, Jimi Zai, do you know where there is a place to practice shooting in Xiangjiang?"
"Practice shooting?"
Zhan Mizi didn't understand why Yaoyang suddenly asked this, but he immediately started thinking and answered:
"Brother Yaoyang, when it comes to a place for gun practice, what place can be better than the police gun room!"
"The police department can, of course I know, but I'm just a prison guard now, how can I get there? I'm talking about other places."
Yaoyang rolled his eyes and objected.
"Let's go to Lantian. There seems to be a place in the countryside of Lantian where you can practice shooting. There seems to be an unlicensed gun club there. I heard a few gangsters mention it in the game hall, but I don't know the specific location."
Zhan Mizai was still reliable. After thinking for a long time, he gave an answer. Although the answer was unclear, it was enough for Yaoyang, and he thought to himself:
"Lam Tin?" Lam Tin is located in the southeastern area of Kwun Tong District, Kowloon. It is a hill in Kwun Tong District. It was once called Ham Tin because it is close to the sea and ordinary freshwater plants cannot be planted and were replanted."
Xianhe".
In the 1980s, there were very few developed areas in Lam Tin. It was still dominated by village houses, old buildings, dilapidated temples, and old street shops.
There are very few people living here who go out to work. They follow the tradition, either fishing or planting, or they simply rent out village houses and become landowners who live and die.
Generally speaking, this is a relatively remote place, a suburb.
Development has not yet come, and living standards are relatively low.
Just the day after the golf course incident, Yaoyang arrived here alone by car without anyone else, looking for the outdoor shooting range that Zhan Mizai mentioned.
The purpose is also very simple, Yaoyang wants to practice marksmanship! Yaoyang has already remembered everything about what will happen at the Cointreau Hotel Diamond and Jewelry Exhibition.
As far as Yaoyang could remember, there would be a group of well-equipped and extremely powerful gangsters who would break in, kill and rob crazily. And since he was invited by Ding Shanben, he knew that this would happen, of course.
Seize the opportunity and steal the limelight.
But when things came to pass, Yaoyang seemed a little unprepared.
First: Yaoyang is now a master of Chinese martial arts, and in a one-on-one fight with fists and kicks, Yaoyang is confident that he can beat anyone.
The key is if they want to use guns, or many guns, Yaoyang is too timid!
High kung fu doesn't mean you won't die. If the time comes that he is actually shot, Yaoyang can't guarantee that he will be safe.
After all, he doesn't have the so-called halo of a protagonist.
Second: Since there will be a gunfight, your marksmanship must be good.
Unfortunately, apart from practicing marksmanship when he was in the police academy, Yao Pian had almost no practice at all after arriving in Stanley.
It is said that practice makes perfect, but it is useless after birth. Just like Yaoyang's water quality, when the time comes, you will not be able to protect yourself and hit others, but you will be hit by others.
Putting these two things together, Yaoyang is so anxious to find a gun studio. Even if he is just trying to find a gun studio at the last moment, he still has to practice quickly.
After arriving in Lantian, Yaoyang consciously walked to a remote place, avoiding roads and trails, and almost walked to the fields, looking for the gun club.
After all, gun museums were not legal in the Hong Kong Comprehensive Market in the 1980s and could not be opened in public.
Since people chose Lam Tin, it must be because this place is open and hidden, so it is not easy to be discovered.
It's a pity that Yaoyang spent two full hours searching for a needle in a haystack. Not to mention the gun shop, he didn't even hear a sound.
"Why don't you go back to Zhan Mizai and find the person who told the news before and ask?"
Yaoyang, who felt a little depressed, began to doubt whether his decision was a bit reckless.
"Sir, I see you are sweating profusely. Would you like a bowl of herbal tea?"
At this time, an old man in his sixties with a wrinkled face and completely white hair greeted Yaoyang cautiously on the side of the road.
Because Yaoyang was standing right in front of his stall, he didn't know what he wanted to do.
With Yaoyang's figure, almost no one would doubt that he was just a gangster!
"Well!"
Yaoyang looked at the cautious old man and immediately understood what he meant. He smiled and sat down at the stall, took out his wallet, took out a hundred yuan and put it on the table and said:
"Old man, don't be afraid. I'm not a bad person. I just thought of something, so I stopped and blocked your stall. I'm so sorry. Herbal tea, right? A bowl of it, one hundred yuan, no need to look for it!"
"Ah? Sir, you are too polite. Ten yuan is enough for a bowl of herbal tea!"
Seeing that Yaoyang really didn't look like a gangster collecting protection money, the old man felt relieved and hurriedly brought a bowl of herbal tea, took the money, and opened his pocket again, ready to make change.
The change that the old man took out was scattered, all in pieces of one or two yuan, which Yaoyang had not seen for a long time.
"Old man, you really don't need to ask for it, just consider it a tip from me!"
Seeing that the old man was still counting, Yaoyang couldn't help but affirmed again.
"But my herbal tea shop hasn't accepted tips for decades!" The old man seemed to be very honest. He stopped making change but kept talking.
"Can this also be called a shop?"
Yaoyang looked around at the so-called herbal tea shop. The sun and moon were above his head, and there was no cover on all sides. There was just a table and a few bowls of herbal tea, and he said:
"I haven't collected it before, and it will be the same if I start collecting it today!"
Saying that, Yaoyang didn't want to talk more about tips, so he changed the topic and said curiously:
"Old man, you are still working at such an old age. Where are your children?"
"My bastard son goes out and fools around every day. Where can I find anyone?"
The old man seemed to have forgotten about the tip for the time being, sighed and responded.
Yaoyang understood it as soon as he heard it, and did not mention it. He took a sip of herbal tea, felt cool and comfortable, and praised:
"Good tea, I'm very good at making it!"
"Hahaha……"
The old man finally smiled and said cheerfully:
"Sir, I'm not boasting. I, Zhang Rongsheng, have been making this herbal tea for thirty years. The reputation among the neighbors has always been good. No one has ever said anything bad about it. That's why that little brat Zihao won't inherit my mantle. Otherwise...
"
"Really? Then I want to taste more!"
Yaoyang continued to drink tea and started chatting with the old man.
Soon, after finishing the bowl of tea, Yaoyang got up and was about to leave the old man, but he didn't know what was going on. Then he remembered the issue of one hundred yuan, and he held Yaoyang tightly and refused to let him go, demanding change.
How could Yaoyang care about someone who earns a hundred or tens of dollars? The old man couldn't stop him from making money at will. At this moment, a young male voice full of anger came:
“You bastard, you’re such a grown-up, and you’re even bullying my old man?”
"kindness?"
Before Yaoyang understood what was going on, he felt an evil wind coming from the back of his head. He twisted his body, turned one hand into a claw, and turned along the body. It was completely instinctive. Yaoyang not only turned around immediately, but also grabbed
"Evil wind" after living.
A closer look revealed that "Evil Wind" was a hand, and the owner of the hand was a young man, in his twenties, with a crew cut, and a bit of arrogance.
The man didn't seem to expect that Yaoyang could turn around in an instant and grab his hand. He was taken aback, and immediately reached out with another hand to clasp Yaoyang's hand.
To be honest, the man reacted very quickly, and his attack speed was not slow, and he also used some familiar routines, which aroused Yaoyang's great interest.
Yaoyang didn't move, letting the man grab his hand.
"Let me go!"
After the man grabbed Yaoyang, he seemed very confident. He used his wrist forcefully at a weird angle to force the opponent to bend one hand.
But no matter how hard he tried, Yaoyang's hands were "like iron" and would not move at all.
And the man just made it clear to Yaoyang:
No wonder it felt so familiar to me. What this man used was basically what was taught in the police academy, police grappling.
"Are you a policeman?"
Yaoyang immediately asked. But the man didn't answer. He seemed very dissatisfied, and whipped his right leg towards Yaoyang again, trying to make him let go. The young man attacked himself first, and even after being captured, he refused to let go. Yaoyang was a little annoyed.
Already.
"Get down!"
Seeing the young man lift his feet and twitch his legs, Yaoyang seized the opportunity, grabbed the other man's hand with one hand and pushed it to the ground.
The young man's strength was completely inferior to Yaoyang's. In addition, his center of gravity was unstable after lifting his feet. He failed to pull out his whip legs and was instantly pushed to the ground, leaving him in disgrace.
"Stop it, stop it, sir, it's a misunderstanding!"
"Ayan, there's a misunderstanding!"
At this moment, the old man selling herbal tea finally reacted and trotted over. He obviously knew the young man. He begged Yaoyang and called the young man's name.
The young man looked very impulsive and unruly. After getting up, he showed no sign of weakness and greeted:
"Uncle Zhang, don't be afraid, just get out of the way first, I will definitely seek justice for you!"
As he said that, he raised his hand and clenched his fist, wanting to start a fight with Yaoyang.
"That's enough, Ayan, it's really just a misunderstanding!"
The old man with herbal tea quickly stopped him, grabbed the other person, and began to explain in a low voice.
It turned out that the young people saw Yaoyang entangled with the old man and thought that Yaoyang had robbed the old man of his money or was collecting protection money.
But this young man also knows the old man of herbal tea. He knows that this old man’s life is not easy. Every time he comes to Lantian, he drinks a few bowls of herbal tea as a way of taking care of his business.
After seeing this situation today, of course I had to take action. After hearing the old man explain the misunderstanding, the young man was not embarrassed at all. He rubbed his sore wrist, walked up to Yaoyang, and said curiously:
"You are so powerful, who are you?"
"What about you? Who are you? You attacked me for no reason and you don't even say sorry?"
Yaoyang looked with interest at the young man who was a head shorter than him but had a stern look in his eyes.
"I didn't beat you at all, so I'm sorry. I was the one who suffered the loss before!"
The young man's answer was also very interesting. He didn't think he was wrong and said hard.
"Ah!"
With a chuckle, Yaoyang was too lazy to entangle with the other party. He raised his feet and planned to leave. He quickly went back to find Zhan Mizi and found out the specific location.
Unexpectedly, the young man would have a strong interest in Yaoyang. He followed up and said with a familiar face:
"I haven't seen you in Lantian. You've just moved here? You're so good at martial arts. Do you know kung fu? Where did you learn it?"
"Are you familiar with Lantian? Everyone knows him?"
Yaoyang replied casually.
"I come here two days a week. Although not everyone knows you, if you are a local with your figure, I should have heard of or know you."
The young man explained with a tone of "I can tell you are not a local".
"oh?"
Hearing this, Yaoyang became interested and couldn't help but ask:
"Since you are so familiar with it, have you ever heard of a field shooting range in Lantian?"
"Why are you asking about this?"
There was a hint of vigilance in the young man's tone. But it was this hint of vigilance that made Yaoyang overjoyed.
Obviously, the other party has heard of it and even knows the location!
On the surface, Yaoyang remained calm and said indifferently: "What else can I do, of course, practice shooting!"
After hearing Yaoyang's answer, the young man looked at the other person's demeanor, perhaps feeling that he was not lying, and said doubtfully:
"You know how to shoot?"
"Practice for a few days!"
Yaoyang answered honestly.
"kindness!"
The young man thought for about ten seconds and suddenly said:
"Okay, I happen to be going to a shooting range. I'll take you there. We'll compete with each other in shooting skills later. I can't beat you with fists and kicks. As for shooting skills, I'm very interested in knowing how good you are!"
"What do you call it?"
Yaoyang was even happier because he finally found an organization, and couldn't help but ask about the young man's name.
"My name is Li Haoyang! What's yours?"
the young man asked back.
"Lei Yaoyang!" After announcing his name, Yaoyang began to follow the young man.
…
It's different when you have acquaintances. Soon, under the leadership of Li Haoyang, the Lantian trail turned left and right, and finally turned to a place that looked like a shabby car repair shop.
There are about more than 100 square meters here. At first glance, the ground is full of old tires, rusty heavy iron, tools, etc. If it is said to be a car repair shop, I am afraid no one will believe it.
There is only one clerk, a short, fat, middle-aged man who is not too tall. He is wearing a dirty green camouflage and is estimated to be about 50 years old.
"Haoyang, are you here to practice shooting again today?"
The middle-aged man was obviously very familiar with Li Haoyang. When he saw the two approaching, he directly raised the "gun". He was not afraid that Yaoyang was a law enforcement officer, and he obviously trusted Li Haoyang.
"No need to greet me!"
Li Haoyang was not polite. He waved his hand towards the middle-aged man and motioned to Yaoyang:
"Follow me!" After entering the garage, under the leadership of Li Haoran, the two of them did not stop, found the back door, and went out from the back. Next, it was a road full of weeds like a forest, and they walked for about ten minutes.
, just arrived at the destination.
I saw that this place is really a "wild place", with ten-ring targets everywhere in sight, including fixed targets, mobile targets, and many unknown targets.
In addition, this place has obviously been artificially arranged. There is a large obstacle course with countless obstacles and hidden gun targets, just like a competition venue.
There was a large box next to the shooting range. Li Haoyang walked over with Yaoyang and opened it directly. It was filled with firearms, including short guns and long cannons, including police weapons such as .38, and the most popular Black Star on the black market.
Can be seen.
".There are so many guys here and no one cares about them?"
Yaoyang was a little shocked and couldn't help but ask Li Haoyang.
"Ten years ago, the most famous arms dealer withdrew from the world. Now he is just making a living. Why should he give others a way to survive?"
Li Haoyang casually picked up a short gun, loaded it skillfully, and responded smoothly:
"He has actually applied for a gun shop license, but he hasn't gotten it yet. Once he gets it, it will be legal."
"You are a very interesting person. I saw you were captured earlier. Are you a policeman?"
Yaoyang smiled slightly and said curiously.
"I joined the Flying Tigers not long ago!" Li Haoyang's words were very concise, his eyebrows were unyielding, and he suddenly asked:
"What about you, what do you do, a killer? A bodyguard? Or a colleague? Although I haven't been in the Flying Tigers for a long time, I'm still quite confident in my skills. There shouldn't be many people who can beat me. You won easily.
My identity shouldn’t be simple!”
"The Flying Tigers beat people in the street. The Flying Tigers didn't practice guns at the training ground. They went to Lantian Field to hang out with the former arms dealer. Hahaha... It seems that you, the Flying Tiger, are not a good Flying Tiger. As for me,
Well, Stanley Chief Correctional Officer, I count you as half a colleague!"
Yaoyang laughed, and at the same time he remembered who Li Haoyang was!
This is the protagonist in Sniper Sniper, a guy who is both good and evil, and the most unruly guy.
"Director of Corrections? You're a prison guard!"
Li Haoyang was even more shocked by Yaoyang's introduction, and thought to himself: Do I underestimate everyone in the world? How could a prison guard easily suppress his ace flying tiger?
On the surface, Li Haoyang was not to be outdone, the corners of his mouth turned up and he said:
"You are a prisoner who came to Lantian to practice shooting. You are not much better than me. Come on, let me see how your marksmanship is. Is it as good as yours?"
After saying that, Li Haoyang handed Yaoyang a handful of black stars that he had completely manipulated, and motioned to Yaoyang to fire two shots and let him see the quality of the water. This chapter has been completed!