Rebirth of the great hero of Hong Kong

Chapter 11 Grabbing the Nails

After walking out of Hesheng, Lin Huaile deliberately made a big circle, and came to the back of the opposite street in silence.

The evening wind howled, blowing away the heat of the day, and wearing short sleeves, it was still a little cold.

There is only empty people on the street, only the sound of wind blowing plastic bottles.

The signboard light boxes of the merchants are still providing faint light to pedestrians.

"Let's go separately and block this rotten boy. I want to see how that big boss cares about me?"

After Lin Huaile finished talking to the three people behind him, he pulled out the courtesy knife pinned to his waist, and tiptoed over.

The combat power is not good, but the experience is still there.

During the three years of lurking in southern Yunnan, he did learn a lot of practical skills.

Reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance are even more handy.

But what I learned more is to be careful.

Be careful, you can make the Wannian Ship!

After all, there are possibilities only when you are alive.

Drilling into the alley and sticking to the base of the wall, Lin Huaile cautiously touched it by himself. When he got to the middle of the alley, he heard intermittent complaints.

"It's really unlucky to step on a horse. It's late at night. I won't let me sleep, and I'll stare at the young master to please this stinky thing."

"No mistake."

"What the hell!"

"Flower Street is really bad, there isn't even a night snack!"

These complaints made Lin Huaile feel happy.

It seems that no matter what time it is, the boys below will always be the worst.

Taking advantage of the interval between the follower's complaints, Lin Huaile rushed out without the slightest hesitation, and when he was not paying attention, directly pressed the courtesy knife on his kidney.

The plane was terrified by the sudden black shadow. As soon as his hand reached into his pocket, the knife was pressed against his lower back.

The sharp point pierced the skin, and the pain like a needle prick was transmitted back to the brain in an instant, making him dare not act rashly.

The action was still half a minute slow.

In the world of martial arts, the only thing that is fast is not broken, and the second hand often does not mean safe.

The other three four-nines also ran out from the side, put the watermelon knife on the neck of the plane, and surrounded him.

"Little boy, don't move around, my knife is sharp and ruthless, if you stab it in, I guarantee that you will only be able to live with one kidney for the rest of your life."

"You don't want to urinate blood every day, do you?"

Lin Huaile framed the plane with his arms, and the tip of the knife got stuck at the kidney of the plane.

"Boss, I still have 300 yuan in my pocket, but what's more, you can use it for morning tea!"

The plane screamed inwardly that it was not good, and hurriedly begged for mercy.

Lin Huaile looked at Sijiu next to him, and motioned him to search his body to see if he had anything on him.

Sijiu didn't talk too much, searched the whole body of the plane with a smirk on his face, took a knife in a wicked way, and cut open all the clothes and pants of the plane.

Immediately afterwards, he took out a small dagger for self-defense from his pocket, and the 300 yuan he said.

"Take him back!"

Although there was no one on the street, Bao Buqi in military uniform came out to patrol the street.

Now is no longer the era of the four major detectives, there is a nest of snakes and rats, and it is not easy to come out if you get imperial aura now.

Lin Huaile grabbed the plane's neckline, put a knife on his back, and brought him back to Hesheng.

At this time, Changmao also came back with someone, and when he saw Lin Huaile brought back a fat-headed guy, he immediately said, "Brother Le, this is?".

"Someone is watching, send a few smart people to guard the street, it shouldn't be peaceful tonight!"

"What's the matter, come back and tell me immediately."

Lin Huaile had the plane tied up and sent someone to check the situation at the intersection.

Changmao immediately picked out four child gangs, two on each side of the street, and drove them out of the house.

"Raise your hand if you've ever fought over a prefix!"

"Those who have fought wars count!"

Lin Huaile threw the knife on the side cabinet, and looked at Yacunzai and Nanyuezai standing on the second floor.

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, but none of them raised their hands.

After half a minute, the three Nanyue boys raised their hands.

"The three of us are from the reconnaissance company of the South Vietnamese Airborne Ranger, but we are from the cooking squad. We can only cook and fight less."

The leading black and thin man stood up and spoke very seriously in stumbling Mandarin.

There are soldiers!

That's it!
The Viet Nam civil war was fierce, and some people who were tired of the war fled to Xiangjiang along the sea route.

There are ordinary people and wealthy businessmen, but most of them are deserters.

All major titles need new blood, open martial arts gyms in their core sites, attract young people who like boxing, and absorb them into the title.

But such a training mechanism takes time, and there are only a few who can stand out.

In addition, the real Lianjiazi have exercised their bodies since they were young, and the elders in the family have taught them carefully.

These people joined the martial arts school just to find a way out so that the bosses with the initials could see them as soon as possible.

Although these local boys know the basics, the number is still too small.

Therefore, with hundreds of prefixes in Xiangjiang, he turned his attention to the fleeing South Vietnamese.

Especially the South Vietnamese soldiers who had received formal military training made these big bosses fall in love with Jiaai.

I didn't expect that among my group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals, there were such relics of the sea.

Lin Huaile pulled a peaceful Sijiu, whispered a few words, and sent him off.

The settling fee given by Qilinwen and the 20 yuan sponsored by sister Mei allowed Lin Huaile to save it in Hesheng's account, leaving 1 yuan on hand for emergencies.

The Sijiu who went down to collect the money was called Zhang Shan, and it turned out that he was with Thin Face Dong, and He Sheng was in charge of him.

Little Sijiu with no reputation like Zhang Wen, I don't know how many under Slender Face Dong's subordinates, they can't remember at all.

When handing over and promoting, they will pass the file together.

Zhang Wen ran up from the first floor, grabbed money in both hands, and handed it to Lin Huaile.

Lin Huaile took the money, put it on the cabinet, and said to everyone in front of him: "Everyone should know who I am."

"In a word, those who are willing to follow me will each receive 1000 yuan as a settling allowance."

"After avenging my old bean, each person will receive another 1 yuan."

"Uncle Bao has promised to help me avenge with all my strength. With the help of his old man, even a hundred taro puppies are no match for me!".

Recruiting younger brothers is the same way as running a company to recruit employees.

This job is simple and easy to say, but difficult to say.

First of all, you have to draw a big picture and buy people's hearts.

But this piece of pie can't be too big, let the boys believe that you can do it.

When necessary, the name of the investment boss behind him has to be revealed.

Golden Tooth Leopard is still number one in Xiangjiang, at least these housing estates still know each other.

The rest is to give enough money.

Tsz Wan Shan, a poor area in the poor area of ​​Xiangjiang.

When these estate boys saw the money, their eyes were straightened, and they immediately shouted: "Brother Lok, we are with you!".

But San Nanyue, the key figure, did not speak, but his eyes were still fixed on the money on the cabinet.

"Okay, those who are willing to follow me, come up and get the money!"

Lin Huaile pretended not to see Nanyue Boy's reaction, but sent money instead.

(End of this chapter)