"Compared to my skills, I'm afraid my marksmanship will disappoint you. Except when I was in school, this is my first time to play!"
Yaoyang knew that Li Haoran had excellent marksmanship and was ranked among the top figures in Xiangjiang, so he took a "precautionary shot" first.
"If you are not good at marksmanship, you can practice it. The most important thing is confidence!"
Li Haoyang didn't seem to care about Yaoyang's marksmanship. He gestured for Yaoyang to shoot, and the target was a fixed ten-ring gun target in the distance.
Yaoyang is not a talkative person. Since the other party wants to see how good he is, he doesn't care. He raises his hand and raises the gun, three points and one line. Recalling the feeling of playing with guns in the police academy, Yaoyang aims at the target and shoots three times in a row.
hair.
Bang...bang...bang...!
The three shots were fired instantly, but the result was a bit embarrassing. On the ten-ring fixed target, three bullet holes appeared at the second ring. The bullet holes were very spaced apart, almost forming three consecutive circles.
In other words, Yaoyang's shooting skills are not good, but his continuous fire is extremely accurate. The first time I played it after two years, all three shots hit almost the same place.
Li Haoyang saw a hint of shock on his face, which had not changed even after being knocked down by the opponent:
"Aren't you going to ask for your wrist?"
"What do you mean?" Yaoyang was confused.
"Just now, your hand didn't move at all. Did you bear the recoil?"
As Li Haoyang spoke, he secretly glanced at Yaoyang's right hand holding the gun.
He had seen clearly just now that the opponent's shooting posture, aiming, and even pulling the trigger were all full of flaws in his opinion.
It's really amazing how hard it is to take the recoil!
You must know that the recoil of the Black Star pistol is extremely powerful. As a gunner, he usually uses various methods, such as shaking, obeying, or applying force with both hands to offset the recoil and prevent his wrists from being hurt.
, to achieve the effect of long-term combat.
But what about Yaoyang? He held the gun with one hand, motionless, as if there was no recoil at all. He shot three times. Looking at the target that was hit, it was obvious that there was not even a slight movement.
"The recoil is indeed not small, but it's still bearable for me! If I don't use force, how can I fight?"
Yaoyang is not an arrogant person. He knew that Li Haoyang was a master and immediately asked for advice.
"You are so perverted!"
Li Haoyang sighed with emotion, and then took out a handful of Black Stars from the box:
"You see clearly!"
Bang bang bang...
After saying this, Li Haoyang fired three shots.
And with his reminder, Yaoyang, who had learned gambling skills, could easily see Li Haoyang's methods clearly.
When Li Haoyang fired a gun, his wrist would vibrate slightly and strangely every time. It seemed that his wrist was obeying the recoil and moving a little with the force.
The moving point is very subtle, as if after a rigorous calculation, when it reaches a point, it immediately fires the second shot and the third shot.
Everything was so fast that if Yaoyang's eyesight were not good enough, ordinary people would not be able to tell that his wrist had moved.
Compared with Yaoyang, Li Haoyang's performance is simply crushing.
I saw only one bullet hole at the tenth ring of the fixed target, and three shots passed through it at the same time, completely overlapping.
"How about it?"
After taking three shots, Li Haoyang seemed to have regained his confidence and said to Yaoyang with some pride.
"You're very Ming. If your technique has been developed to the extreme, maybe one day you will be able to master the unique skill of throwing a gun."
Yaoyang first praised him, but in the middle of his words, he shook his head and said:
"It's a pity that this technique is not suitable for me! I am a bright person. I don't like to obey, but I like to force myself!"
"A gun is a gun and a person is a person, how can they be confused together? Even if you can suppress the recoil of the Black Star without being affected at all, what if one day you use other firearms? For example, the AK47, will you also suppress it?"
Li Haoyang completely disagreed with Yaoyang's words. In his opinion, spearmanship is a skill, and the peak of spearmanship is when the skill is trained to its peak.
But Yaoyang's statement is basically to let others use skills and play violently with guns. This is something Li Haoyang strongly disagrees with.
"If you want to play something well, the most important thing is to have the same personality. It's like practicing martial arts. The sinister person practices claw skills, the strong person practices the outsider, and the weak person practices the inside person. With a small gun, if I have to cater to you
, achievements must be limited.”
Yaoyang also had his own opinions on this. After saying this, he stopped talking to Li Haoyang and started practicing his gun on his own.
"Hmph, okay, then I want to see how well you can play!"
Li Haoyang strongly disagreed with Yaoyang's words, but after all, they still lacked friendship. They had just met each other, so he snorted coldly, picked up a gun and went aside to practice by himself.
Bang bang bang...
Soon, the only sounds in the field shooting range were the sound of gunshots, and no other words or human voices could be heard!
…
From nine o'clock in the morning to five o'clock in the afternoon, Yaoyang did not eat or drink water, and spent all his time practicing his gun.
The amazing talent made Li Haoyang, the only onlooker present, speechless. From the beginning of the second ring, Yaoyang practiced for just a few hours, as if he had found a feeling, and every shot was as good as the eighth ring.
What's even more frightening is that the other party has been practicing non-stop, using amateurish or violent techniques, but the other party doesn't feel any pain at all.
His physical quality simply refreshed Li Haoran's understanding of human beings.
Li Haoyang is also a stubborn person. He seems to be facing off with Yaoyang Wuyan. If Yaoyang doesn't practice shooting, he won't leave either. If Yaoyang doesn't eat, he won't eat either.
The two of them stayed like this until five o'clock in the afternoon, and finally left without saying a word.
The second day, the third day, the fourth day, the same is true...
Speaking of which, Yaoyang's status is high enough. He is the Chief Correctional Officer. As long as he says hello to his subordinates, it doesn't matter if he doesn't work for a few days.
Li Haoyang is weird. In order to see how powerful Yaoyang is, he forcibly asked for leave from the Flying Tigers. He was directly recorded with a minor demerit, but he still refused to let him go and came to the Lantian shooting range every day.
Until two days before the jewelry show.
After Yaoyang finished practicing the gun, he found that Li Haoyang had been peeking nearby, and he couldn't help but curiously said:
"You Feihu are so free, why don't you need to train?"
At this moment, Li Haoyang actually had great admiration for Yaoyang, but he said without showing any weakness:
"Isn't it the same for you? You're the director of correctional services and you don't even have to go to work?"
"I won't come over tomorrow, it's time to start work!"
Yaoyang smiled, not caring about his attitude, and replied.
"You're not coming over?"
Li Haoyang's face began to look ugly. He was silent for a minute and then said with difficulty:
"How did you train your wrist, and why can you withstand the back seat of the Black Star for several days?"
"So you want to know this!"
Yaoyang suddenly realized, no wonder this gun master came every day and became interested in his skills.
"It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it!"
Li Haoyang still spoke hard and pretended not to care, but the struggle in his eyes showed that he didn't think so.
Yaoyang is very interested in this unruly young man. To be honest, he was transferred to the police department sooner or later and has no close confidants: Li Haoyang is definitely a good candidate to train as a confidant.
This person doesn't really follow the so-called rules, and he still talks about loyalty.
If you can subdue it, it will be an excellent help! After thinking about it for a moment, Yaoyang smiled and said:
"Let's do this, call me big brother, and I'll teach you how to train your wrist to be able to withstand huge force!"
"Hmph! Forget it, I will start training tomorrow. I hope I won't run into you again next week."
Li Haoyang proudly left without saying a word and turned around.
But the word "next week" in the words sounds like it is informing Yaoyang that he will come next week.
Looking at the protagonist, who is at least ten years younger than the one in the original work, Yaoyang shook his head and laughed:
"Li Haoyang, he was such a good character when he was young. No wonder he stopped being a flying tiger and became a killer later!"
The time soon came two days later.
At night, the neon lights of the Hong Kong Complex are colorful, making the entire Hong Kong Complex look like a rainbow city.
Just opened, the Cointreau, a five-star hotel with a height of more than ten floors, is known as one of the best in Hong Kong. Tonight, all the lights are on, making the entire hotel look like daylight.
The door of the hotel is now full of reporters. They are waving recorders in their hands, carrying cameras on their shoulders, and are constantly crowding into the hotel, just to be able to interview the guests who are here tonight.
There is no choice. An old count in a public toilet privately displayed imperial jewelry and invited more than a hundred guests throughout Hong Kong. This is completely a symbol of status.
Those who can come are all wealthy businessmen, wealthy people, dignitaries, celebrities... Of course reporters like this kind of scene the most. They can interview anyone at will, and tomorrow's headlines will be there.
It's a pity that except for one or two celebrities who love to show off and are willing to chat with reporters and accept their photos, most of the dignitaries simply ignored them and strode directly into the hotel.
"Who is that?"
"Huh? That man is so tall, I don't know him!"
"Next to him seems to be Ding Shanben from Dingfeng Gold Industry. Is he also a small businessman in the gold industry?"
"Take it, Fatty, snapshot!"
In the noisy environment, two men slowly walked up the road opened by the security guards of the Cointreau Hotel.
Both are wearing black suits. One is extremely tall, stands out from the crowd, and has an extraordinary appearance. The other is much shorter than the former, but he is also calm, steady, and extremely charming.
Needless to say, those who came were none other than Yaoyang and Ding Shanben.
Ding Shanben is really interesting. He personally drove to pick up Yaoyang tonight.
After the two put the car in the parking lot, of course they entered the hotel together.
As reporters who often report news, most of them know Ding Shanben, but they don't know Yaoyang at all.
Some reporters lost interest after just a few glances, while some of the smarter ones still took a few photos, planning to investigate Yaoyang's origins after returning home.
If it was some kind of hidden rich man, they would have it on their headlines!
"Brother Yaoyang, are you not used to this kind of scene?"
Ding Shanben looked calm and calm in the face of the shouts of many reporters. When he was free, he glanced at Yaoyang and saw that the other party also had a calm expression on his face. He couldn't help but wonder.
"There's nothing I'm not used to. Don't forget what I do. In Stanley, I have to face hundreds of prisoners every day. I have to get used to treating these reporters as prisoners!"
Yaoyang's answer was very interesting and he joked.
Well…
Ding Shanben was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help laughing:
"Hahaha, if these reporters know that you think of them this way, you will be in big disciplinary trouble."
"You can't tell the truth, right?" Yaoyang continued to joke.
"Not necessarily!" Ding Shanben also replied.
They both laughed, walked through the passage, and came to the hotel door.
"Gentlemen, please show me your invitation card!"
Four security guards in plain clothes wearing security uniforms and holding rubber batons at the gate immediately spoke politely, apparently recognizing that Yaoyang and the two were guests.
"Give!"
Yaoyang and Ding Shanben handed over the invitation cards, and the security guard immediately took them respectfully. After verification, he said even more politely:
"Please, gentlemen!"
As he said that, he took the lead and led the two of them to a large metal detector.
When they arrived, Yaoyang and Ding Shanben knew the rules, so they didn't need to talk nonsense from the security guards and just walked through the detectors openly.
"No problem, gentlemen, please come upstairs!"
Seeing the cooperation between the two, the security guard became more respectful and polite. With a smile on his face, he raised his hand, indicating that the two could get in the elevator and go upstairs.
According to Ding Shanben’s instructions, there is no need for anyone to lead the way for such an exhibition. You can just go to the top floor and wait. You can also meet some friends and dignitaries before the exhibition begins.
Normally, Yaoyang would be very interested and humbly accept Ding Shanben's advice.
But if he knew something was going to happen today, Yaoyang was no longer interested in chatting.
Making an excuse for having a stomachache, Yaoyang asked Ding Shanben to go upstairs first. He didn't take the elevator and started walking into the corridor.
"Yeah, you deserve your hotel to be bombed and closed for cleaning, right?"
After entering the corridor, Yaoyang cursed in his heart, but on the surface he was focused. He began to quickly memorize the topography of the corridor, and followed the corridor upwards, looking at each floor.
There is really no other way. In fact, Yaoyang had already arrived at the Cointreau Hotel yesterday, planning to enter the hotel to check out the terrain and prepare for a tough battle.
By the way, Yaoyang also prepared a few things and planned to secretly put them in the hotel so that they could be used at any time when needed today.
…………
Unexpectedly, the door of the Cointreau Hotel was closed yesterday, with a sign of cleanliness, and it seemed to be testing the security system today, etc. In short, the door was not opened, which made Yaoyang completely "dark-eyed" about the environment of this hotel at this moment.
, not a single weapon was brought in.
As a person who "makes decisions before taking action", Yaoyang is extremely unwilling to fight such an uncertain battle, so he can only use the last time to familiarize himself with the terrain.
Where are the fire hydrants, where are the safe passages, where are the fire axes placed... All these are quickly remembered by Yaoyang in his mind, one floor, two floors, three floors... Fortunately, today the entire hotel has been closed to public toilets.
The Earl had reserved the place, and there were not only guests in the corridor, but also no staff. I guess I had to go to the top floor before there were other people.
…
Yaoyang smoothly explored from the second floor to the seventeenth floor, and finally had a scribbled topographic map of the hotel in his mind.
Just when Yaoyang was about to go all out and complete the exploration of the next three floors, there was a "stomp" sound in the corridor.
The sound is very soft, but rhythmic.
Based on Yaoyang's experience, it is easy to judge that this is the sound of high heels.
Yaoyang hurriedly hid at the corner of the corridor, using the wall to shield his tall figure.
The sound of high-heeled shoes also soon stopped, stopping ten meters away from Yaoyang.
Then, a charming female voice spoke:
"Is there anyone? Is there anyone alive? If anyone is alive, please say something! Oh, it seems there is none."
"Damn idiot Li, you are such an idiot. You were asked to bring a camera, but you didn't even put on the strap. Fortunately, I was smart and brought one with me."
The content of the female voice was very interesting. She first shouted a few words to the corridor, and after making sure there was no one around, she started whispering to herself.
"Ah!"
Yaoyang felt a little happy when he heard this, and couldn't help but poke his head out and take a look. But this glance immediately made Yaoyang couldn't help but step out and said in surprise:
"Xiaoyao, why are you here?" Just ten steps away from Yaoyang, a woman was sitting on the ground, playing with a small camera in her hand.
The woman was wearing a pink backless dress, and she looked at least eight times like Ding Yao. However, after seeing Yaoyang suddenly appear, her face was full of panic, the strangeness in her eyes, and the nervousness in her expression all told that this woman
I don’t know Yaoyang at all.
"It's not Xiaoyao!" Seeing that the woman's expression was completely different from that of the person next to him, Yaoyang judged it immediately even though she looked similar.
"Who are you? Why are you here? Why didn't you say anything when I asked you just now? What do you want to do if you are hiding here secretly?"
The woman is very interesting. At first, she was frightened by the sudden appearance of the figure, especially Yaoyang's tall figure, which made her think it was something unclean.
After seeing Yaoyang clearly, his expression of panic immediately turned into arrogance. He stood up, pointed at Yaoyang and questioned him repeatedly.
Well……
Yaoyang was a little confused by her rapid change of expression. He was stunned for a moment, and then he suddenly realized and said with a smile:
"Who else could I be? To be able to appear here, of course I am a guest of the jewelry exhibition. I just came up from downstairs and saw you here, and I greeted you immediately. Why didn't you say anything?"
"Miss, what are you doing? I remember tonight is a private jewelry show. Not only the guests, but also the jewelry that will be displayed are strictly confidential and are not allowed to be leaked."
"you……"
As he said that, Yaoyang deliberately glanced at the small video camera in the woman's hand, indicating that he had seen it.
This... When the woman heard this, she no longer bothered to question Yaoyang. She rolled her eyes and changed her face for the second time. Her face, which looked like Ding Yao's, showed a smile, like a flower blooming:
"Oh... misunderstanding, it's all misunderstanding! I'm not here to take secret photos, but... it's... a mission!"
"Yes, I brought this only because of my work assignment!"
"Sir, you don't know, I am actually a private detective. I was entrusted by Mr. Wang of Yuanguang Jewelry to investigate his wife..."
The woman started to talk nonsense, she was just thinking and talking at the same time, and her expression was pretending to be mysterious, which made Yaoyang feel very funny.
"Okay, I'm not a fool, nor am I a nosy person. I don't care what you want to do."
Yaoyang waved his hand, he really couldn't bear to listen to the woman's nonsense, and expressed his position.
"Damn it, I wish you had said that earlier!" The woman's face changed for the third time, her smile disappeared, and she became relaxed and relaxed.
While putting the small camcorder back into her handbag, she said casually: "Handsome guy, what do you call me?"
"My name is Lei Yaoyang, what about you?" Yaoyang was very interested in this woman who resembled Ding Yao and asked with a smile.
"Le Huizhen." The woman responded.
After getting acquainted for a while, the empty corridor was really not suitable for conversation, so the two began to climb the stairs together and went straight to the jewelry exhibition.
…
Soon, the two actors acted as if nothing had happened. They tidied their clothes in the corridor, put smiles on their faces, and appeared on the top floor of the Cointreau Hotel.
"Sir, welcome!"
"Miss, please!"
There is no longer a security guard at the top floor door. Several service staff warmly welcome guests and open the door to the lobby. The level is definitely high enough.
After Le Huizhen entered the gate, she immediately ran into the crowd and disappeared. She probably went to find the people who came with her.
After Yaoyang stepped through the door, he was a little stunned.
To be honest, this is the first time Yaoyang has participated in such a high-end exhibition. He is a human being, not a god, and he always feels a little uncomfortable.
I saw that the venue was splendid and jewel-like, with countless European-style custom-made chandeliers illuminating the entire venue.
The venue was crowded with people, all of whom were wearing beautiful clothes, evening clothes, and formal dresses. Most of the guests had drinks in their hands and stood in small groups, either three or five, one or two, or over ten.
Cups were exchanged between cups, chatting and laughing with ease and ease. The waiters were like worker ants coming and going in a hive, dragging trays and busy in the venue. With his height advantage, Yaoyang looked left and right, but he didn't find Ding Shanben at the first time, and he didn't know.
Where did it go?
"Sir, please take it!"
A waiter with good eyesight happened to see Yaoyang just entering, so he immediately came over with a tray and politely gestured to get the wine.
This finally relieved Yaoyang's embarrassment. He took a glass of unknown orange drink and began to walk around the venue. After walking less than five steps, a familiar, arrogant voice filled with a hint of hatred came from Yaoyang's right.
out:
"Hey, isn't this sir?"
"Xiong Baitao!"
Yaoyang turned his head and glanced, and immediately saw that he had just given him a windfall a week ago, Xiong Baitao, the chairman of Xiong's Jewelry. At this time, Xiong Baitao was dressed in a black dress, dressed like a human, and holding a hand in his right hand.
A beauty in eveningwear, holding a glass of red wine in her left hand, followed by several middle-aged people in the same eveningwear, was walking towards this side.
"Mr. Xiong, it's you, what a coincidence!"
Yaoyang felt reassured when he saw an acquaintance. His tall body was supported by a black suit, a smile appeared on his lips, and his demeanor was clear.
"I, Xiong Baitao, make jewelry. For such an exhibition, I should be here. Is there anything strange about it?"
When Xiong Baitao saw Yaoyang, his mood immediately became extremely bad. After leading people to him, he immediately said with a hint of irony:
"But you sir, prison is where you should go, why are you here?"
"Oh...! I see, did you flatter Ding Shanben, make him feel comfortable, and reward you with an invitation card?"
Well……
Without waiting for Yaoyang's reply, a group of middle-aged people in evening clothes who came with Xiong Baitao were a little embarrassed. They were all wealthy people in the Hong Kong comprehensive market. They were chatting with Xiong Baitao just now when they saw Xiong Baitao suddenly "welcome" to Yaoyang. What did they think?
Big shot, prepare to come together and get acquainted.
But looking at the situation now, this is not a welcome, but a grudge! As wealthy people, they are not willing to get involved in other people's grudges. A middle-aged man in his fifties immediately stood up and said tentatively:
"Mr. Xiong, don't you know who this gentleman is?"
Xiong Baitao has been in the upper class circles all year round. Of course he knows the thoughts of the old guys around him. A strange smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he raised his right hand to Yaoyang and said:
"By the way, I forgot to introduce you to this person. His surname is Lei. I forgot his name. But please don't underestimate him because of his young age. He is a person who eats royal food. He currently works at
Stanley, is working as a Correctional Officer!"
"Director of Corrections?"
"Isn't that the prison guard?"
"How...how did this get in?"
After listening to Xiong Baitao's introduction, the five or six middle-aged wealthy people looked confused and felt deeply that they had been deceived:
"When they came, they remembered clearly that the count who sent the invitation card once said that there were more than 100 in the entire Hong Kong Comprehensive City. Being able to participate in this event is completely a symbol of identity and status!"
"What now? A prison guard has sneaked in, how can this banquet be of any standard?"
Of course, there were two rich men who saw Yaoyang's extraordinary demeanor. After listening to Xiong Baitao's introduction, there was no strange color on their faces. They looked very dignified, and they were a little disbelieving:
"Mr. Bear is joking!"
"A joke? I, Xiong Baitao, don't like jokes the most!"
Xiong Baitao relied on himself to grasp the facts and said aggressively: "
If you don’t believe it, you can ask him directly to see if he is a prison guard!”
Hearing this, the beauties held by Xiong Baitao and the wealthy men around him all focused their attention on Yaoyang.
Yaoyang's smile remained unchanged and his demeanor remained unchanged. He gently raised his glass to everyone and introduced himself:
"Mr. Xiong is right, I am indeed a prison guard, Chief Correctional Officer of Stanley, Yaoyang!" "Is that true?"
"Damn! Why did the prison guards sneak in? What the hell is going on!"
"That's right. Where did his invitation card come from?"
The faces of several rich people began to look a little angry, except for two of them who felt that Yaoyang's reaction was very strange and felt that the other party's power was deep and that it might not be as simple as it seemed, so they didn't have much reaction.
More people were already discussing in low voices, and their words all revealed their dissatisfaction.
You must know that since the beginning of mankind, no matter how nice it is said, class has always existed.
Who are the people who can come to the exhibition today? They are all distinguished people!
Among these people, it seems that they are quite arrogant. The lowest police officers they usually come into contact with are at the level of superintendent.
Others who want to talk to them are completely unqualified.
Fortunately, now, a prison guard has arrived. He has appeared in the exhibition hall openly, holding a glass of wine and eating and drinking the same thing as them, which makes these rich people who are too proud of themselves quite intolerable.
Yaoyang's contempt for everyone remained calm on the surface and his smile continued unabated, but he had marked all these people in his heart:
"There will be a good show tonight soon, and then these people will know that their usually proud identities cannot save them at all. On the contrary, it is myself, the prison guard, who will be their savior."
"These people have offended themselves now, which is equivalent to giving up tonight's rescue!"
For these people who didn't even know whether they were alive or dead, Yaoyang had no intention of arguing with them. However, Xiong Baitao looked proud at the moment and was not about to let go of the opportunity to humiliate Yaoyang. He moved the rhythm and said:
"How else could he get his invitation card? In the entire Hong Kong Comprehensive City, there are only a few groups that have received more than two invitation cards."
"And I know this person is Ding Shanben's follower!"
"Ding Shanben? Mr. Xiong, is he the young master of Dingfeng Group?"
The beauty Xiong Baitao held his arm was also cooperating with Xiong Baitao. She looked at Yaoyang with disdain and asked softly on purpose.
"That's right! That's Young Master Dingfeng."
Xiong Baitao held the beauty's hand harder and said proudly.
The beauty was very happy when she felt Xiong Baitao's actions, so she planned to cooperate with Xiong Baitao. Speaking of which, this beauty's surname is Zhu, and she is actually a daughter of a group prince, but the group she belongs to is just a medium-sized group in Hong Kong Comprehensive City, mainly operating department stores.
Not long ago, Ms. Zhu's father suffered a heart attack and died before being sent to the hospital.
It's a pity that her father has no children in his life, so the huge group can only be inherited by this Miss Zhu. Miss Zhu is only twenty-four years old this year, and she has not learned the skills of doing business at all. She is very good at fighting for beauty and pleasing people.
She is self-taught. She believes in the famous saying "men conquer the world and women conquer men". After inheriting the business, she almost ignored it and focused entirely on finding support.
This time she was lucky enough to get an invitation card for a jewelry exhibition. She immediately dressed up and went to the exhibition to find her target.
Xiong Baitao is not a very good person, but the power of Xiong Jewelry is indeed not weak.
In addition, he was only forty years old and quite handsome, so he was quickly noticed by Miss Zhu.
Xiong Baitao was not polite to this kind of girl who came to his door. In less than ten minutes, the two of them were having a heated fight.
Now what you say to me is "perfect" when it comes to Yaoyang.
Back to the topic, after hearing what Xiong Baitao said, Miss Zhu pretended to be surprised and said:
"Oh, that young master is so inappropriate. In a high-end event like this, I thought that only dragons, phoenixes, tigers, and lions would appear here. It turns out that even mice and the like were secretly included.
This young master brought me in, it’s really…”
"Hahaha……"
After listening to Miss Zhu's speech, Xiong Baitao and several wealthy people all laughed.
We are all smart people, and everyone can clearly understand the meaning of Miss Zhu's oblique words.
Of course Yaoyang heard it clearly, but he knew that he was not in the same category as this group of people at all. It was impossible for anyone to help him. Talking too much would have no other consequences than humiliating himself.
Constantly calming down the anger in his heart, Yaoyang kept comforting himself in his heart: "Don't worry about them, these will be dead soon."
Even Yaoyang began to wonder in his mind whether he could kidnap them and ask for one billion or eighty billion if these people were not dead. Didn't they dislike themselves for being poor, so it wouldn't be too much to borrow some money to spend on themselves?
"Hahaha……"
At this moment, a hearty and arrogant laugh came from far to near, and people familiar to Yaoyang finally appeared, and there were two of them.
I saw Huo Jingliang and Ding Shanben walking towards each other with a glass of wine in their hands. The laughter came from Huo Jingliang. I bet he was also invited today and arrived early.
"When I heard it from a distance, I thought it was some literary giant making great remarks here. It turned out to be a second-generation ancestor who was born with a golden key in his mouth. Don't think that you can talk nonsense just because you have inherited an inheritance. You are too bad at doing business.
From a distance, when it comes to looking at people, you are even worse than a dog!"
Huo Jingliang was as domineering as ever. While talking, he opened his hands towards Yaoyang with a smile on his face and hugged:
"Yaoyang, you are late, Shanben and I have been waiting for you!"
"Mr. Huo, long time no see!"
Instead of hugging him, he said politely.
"Mr. Huo!"
"Mr. Huo!"
When they saw Huo Jingliang, Xiong Baitao and his party, everyone except Xiong Baitao and Miss Zhu, whose face turned green and red, greeted them politely.
They were also deeply frightened by what they had just done.
Now it was obvious that Huo Jingliang actually knew the prison guard in front of him. Judging from the situation, he was quite familiar with him.
Based on their understanding of Huo Jingliang, if the prison guard was worthless, Huo Jingliang would not be so enthusiastic to stand up for him.
In other words, this person may have some hidden family background, and it may be very complicated!
At least, it is more valuable than Xiong Baitao and Miss Zhu combined.
They followed Xiong Baitao for no reason and offended people to death. This was simply a scam.
For a moment, a group of wealthy people quickly took a few steps away from Xiong Baitao, fearing that they would be regarded as a group and be hated by others for no reason.
Unfortunately, they don't know that Huo Jingliang is good to Yaoyang because Yaoyang simply earns 10 million for him.
Huo Jingliang helped Yaoyang speak up because he didn't like Xiong Baitao in the first place.
"Brother Yaoyang, is everything okay?"
And Ding Shanben also began to express his attitude and expressed concern.
"It's okay, it's just a joke!"
Yaoyang responded with a smile, as if he was very graceful, but in fact he was filled with hatred: status, this is status.
Many times, fists cannot solve any problem. If your status is lower than others, you actually deserve to be stepped on.
But the fists are not useless. They really stomp on the face. The fists are big enough to lift the table!
If Yaoyang was Huo Jingliang, would anyone dare to say a few words?
No!
Just because Yaoyang is just a little prison guard, he deserves to be teased and teased. In the end, he has to choose to endure it and retaliate in the future!
"Mr. Huo, it's so ungraceful for you to curse people like this in such a high-level occasion!"
Seeing that Huo Jingliang was causing trouble for him again, Xiong Baitao felt angry, just like the sun shining brightly before, but he could only swallow his anger and said gloomily.
"Swearing people? I just scolded dogs, what does it have to do with you? Why don't you go to the Animal Cruelty Association to sue me?"
Huo Jingliang turned his head and looked at Xiong Baitao with great force, and said with an arrogant expression:
"Don't think it's not vulgar to curse people in a noble situation. Compared to me, you are even more despicable!"
Putting aside these words, Huo Jingliang directly greeted Ding Shanben and Yaoyang:
"Come on, Yaoyang, Rare Book, let's go over there and chat. Don't hang out with these vulgar people, they lower our style!"
"Okay, please, Mr. Huo!" Yaoyang had no objection to this, and followed Huo Jingliang and Ding Shanben as they walked aside while chatting.
When the wealthy people who were originally surrounding Xiong Baitao saw this situation, they quickly found excuses to disperse. In an instant, only Xiong Baitao and Miss Zhu were left standing.
"These bastards!"
Xiong Baitao was furious, but unfortunately he was not so lucky. Someone like Yaoyang came forward, so he could only continue to take Miss Zhu with him, and found a group of other rich people to intervene in the circle.
On the other side, Huo Jingliang had endless scenery. He was walking around the exhibition and was greeted by countless people. Regardless of whether they were ghosts or Asians, everyone seemed to know him.
At the same time, Yaoyang and Ding Shanben, the two people who followed Huo Jingliang closely, also received enough attention and inquired about their information.
It was easy for Ding Shanben to find out that the boss of Dingfeng Gold Industry, Shaodong of Dingfeng Group, was also considered the number one figure in Hong Kong Comprehensive Market.
Yaoyang is so unfamiliar that no one knows who he is.
Including Le Huizhen, who had met Yaoyang by chance before, they also pointed the camera hidden in their bag at Yaoyang and the three of them, and muttered:
"You bastard, you didn't tell me that you knew Huo Jingliang. If you had known I would have been your female companion. Now you have an exclusive. It's really..."
Returning to Yaoyang, he had no idea that there was a female reporter scolding him in the exhibition. At this moment, Yaoyang was filled with emotions in his heart, and with a serious look on his face, he suddenly said to Huo Jingliang:
"Mr. Huo, thank you for helping me!"
"Yes!" Huo Jingliang took a sip of wine, kept walking, and spoke slowly:
"I, Huo Jingliang, have two things to do with me. One is to look at my mood, and the other is to look at the person I'm with."
"Speaking of my mood, I'm actually not happy today. But speaking of my partner..."
Having said this, Huo Jingliang glanced at Yaoyang and affirmed: "Worth helping!"
"Mr. Huo, are you so sure?"
Yaoyang felt warm in his heart. Although he knew that Huo Jingliang was trying to win people's hearts, he still couldn't help but ask.
"To be successful in the Hong Kong Comprehensive Market, it's not about who is rich or powerful. It's about who has the ability, brains, and courage. What a coincidence, you have all three of these! I really can't imagine that you will stay here forever.
The truth in Stanley.”
Huo Jingliang gave an explanation, but in the explanation, he said that he would not stay in Stanley forever. It seemed that he was optimistic that Yaoyang was a talented person in business, and there was no other meaning.
"Ah!"
Yaoyang chuckled and secretly made a mental note of this favor... About half an hour passed after the guests chatted non-stop and no more guests came in.
A guiding male voice came from the venue's speakers:
"Dear guests, tonight the jewelry exhibition of Tsar Nicholas II, exclusively privately exhibited by the British Earl Steve and fully responsible for the tns security system, officially begins!"
As the male voice fell, the lights in the exhibition automatically dimmed. In the originally empty exhibition glass cabinet, a hole was opened from the bottom, and various gorgeous jewelry slowly rose up.
King's crown, queen's crown, rare gemstone necklace... all kinds of treasures are available, dazzling!
"Wow…!"
Many female guests' eyes widened and they exclaimed unconsciously.
Many male guests also began to approach the exhibition cabinet, preparing to view the jewelry up close.
"Yaoyang, let's go take a look at the rare book too!"
Huo Jingliang greeted Yaoyang and the others and prepared to watch them closely.
"OK!"
Both Yaoyang and Yaoyang had no objections, but the difference in the light shining in their eyes was huge.
Ding Shanben was just out of interest and excitement. He wanted to see what this unseen jewelry looked like and gain insights.
Yaoyang was very vigilant. His attention was not on the display cases at all. Instead, he was looking around the venue, looking for the mastermind of this incident in his memory. He should have been a doctor who had sneaked into the venue a long time ago.
Moreover, Yaoyang knew that if his memory was correct, the robbers might have started taking action now, and they might have broken in from downstairs.
"Damn it, I don't know what kind of upper class person this is, so undisciplined!"
After looking at it for a long time, due to the lighting and the fact that all the so-called VIPs were swarming around the display cabinet, it was a bit crowded, so Yaoyang couldn't find the doctor at all, and he couldn't help but curse in his heart.
".`Give way, please give way!"
At this time, a female reporter who had met Yaoyang before suddenly appeared. Next to her was a man with four eyes and a short hair. I don’t know how he got that hair shape. There was obviously too much hairspray, and the whole head looked...
It looks extremely unnatural, as if the hair is stuck to the head.
The two of them were very interesting. They didn't have any of the rules of the so-called VIPs. After squeezing and pushing, they finally reached the front, in front of the exhibition cabinet.
Although many of the distinguished guests were dissatisfied, they still maintained their grace on the surface, and no one restrained the two of them.
"Wow, it's so beautiful, it makes my eyes dazzle just by looking at it."
The female reporter acted very exaggeratedly, her face almost touching the exhibition cabinet, and she sighed loudly. Others despised it, but Yaoyang looked at the movements of the female reporter's hands with some amusement. She kept pressing her bag, turning
Go around and record the "ugly behavior" of most people.
There was only one man, a handsome man with slightly longer hair, without any ugly appearance. Instead, he approached the female reporter and said warmly:
"You are as beautiful as a queen, I will definitely take you with you if you have the chance."
In fact, the female reporter entered the exhibition just because she wanted to break the news exclusively. If she couldn't find it, she could just record the ugly behavior of some rich people and broadcast it.
Just now, she really pretended to be a country bumpkin on purpose to let those rich people show their true faces!
Now that I saw someone who not only did not despise me, but also spoke kindly to me, my good impression greatly increased, and he hurriedly said:
"thanks, thanks!"
Thanks to her appearance, Yaoyang immediately noticed the man, his eyes flashed, and he secretly said:
"Doctor!" I don't know if it was a coincidence or a man's intuition, but the long-haired man who looked like a doctor suddenly turned his head and met Yaoyang's eyes.
"Huh?" The man was startled, then immediately smiled and nodded to Yaoyang.
"Yeah!" Yaoyang didn't show any flaws and smiled at him, expressing his goodwill. This chapter has been completed!