Rebirth of the great hero of Hong Kong

Chapter 12
Every estate boy who received the money was extremely excited.

It's no wonder that they are worthless, they are really ordinary people at the bottom of Xiangjiang, and their lives are too bitter.

Even if there is no follow-up promise of 1 yuan, you can live for two months without worrying about food and drink.

Those who received the money in front all went to Zhang Shan to register their names on the roster.

[-] (straw sandals) can accept horses. There is no limit to the number of recruits. It depends on how much territory you have.

Just put as much rice as there are big pots.

As long as you write your name on the roster, you will be considered as a prefix.

Of course, you still need to formally enter the mountain gate before you can use the initial name.

Now these people can only fish for food under the banner of Lin Huaile.

The start-up team has been successfully established, including Changmao and the original Hexing and Sijiu, with a total of 18 people.

Eighteen arhats is an auspicious term.

Lin Huaile didn't know at this time that ten years later, on the wall of the mission hall, the names of these 18 people would be nailed to the mission wall of O Ji as the highest arrest mission.

Assign the manpower to Changmao, Zhang Shan and the other forty-nine, and let them find the guy.

After everyone had left, Lin Huaile turned his gaze to the three black and thin Nanyue boys.

"You were taken in by my old man."

"Now that he is dead, I don't want to accept favors from you."

"Whether this ship sinks or not, you know it in your heart, so I don't need to tell you."

"Stay here, 1 yuan per person, and I will be my champion in the future. If I have a bite, you will have it."

"But, I need to see your abilities first!"

After Lin Huaile finished speaking, he stuffed 1 yuan into the hands of the three dark and thin men, and watched their reactions.

The plane was tied to the chair in a mess, swallowing, staring at the stack of banknotes, wishing to join in.

Three black and thin Nanyue boys, you look at me, I look at you, exchanged glances, and then the leading man was the first to say: "We need legal status."

"A residence status that can stay in Xiangjiang."

After finishing speaking, he put his hand on the shoulder of the plane, and the kid immediately let out a howling cry.

Xiangjiang's residence status is not as easy as it used to be.

In addition to marrying a local, or applying after working legally for several years.

But cats have cat lanes, and dogs have dog lanes.

Where there is demand, there will be a market.

There are some people in the big names who specialize in this business, and there are many women who are short of money in the horse stables. They get married for a few thousand yuan, and they don't feel any pressure at all.

Anyway, it's only a year, and you don't need to live together, and you don't need to see each other. You can get thousands of dollars for nothing, and a fool would not do it!
"This is easy to handle. Xinghe has a special person to do it, so there is no problem."

Lin Huaile took out his cigarettes, threw one at each of them, and agreed to their request.

"My name is Ruan Haijun, and they are my team members. The tall one is called Zheng Xian, and the rest are called Ding Qiu."

Ruan Haijun called the door first, then squatted down, let go of the hand on the shoulder of the plane, and said calmly, "Tell me everything you know."

"I have one hundred ways to kill you, and two hundred ways to make your life worse than death!".

At this time, the plane's face was pale, and just now he was pinched by the shoulders, and the pain was unbearable when he half-stretched his body. He was very convinced that the black and thin man in front of him did have three hundred ways to fuck himself.

"I said, I said."

The plane had no status under Yutobiao's hands, otherwise he wouldn't be doing such trivial things as stalking.

Seeing him speak, Lin Huaile didn't hesitate, and asked directly: "Why did Taro Biao send you here?".

The little secret in his heart was exposed all of a sudden, the plane was a little surprised, but the hand on his shoulder was immediately strong, so that he couldn't care about anything else, and quickly put it down: "It was Taro Biao who sent me here."

"He asked me to watch your every move, Le Shao."

"Just now I received a call, saying that the red stick and red star under his hand will come to smash the scene, and asked me to wait to identify someone."

Get started first!
What an old Bala!
Before I went to trouble him, he came to my door instead.

"long hair, long hair"

Lin Huaile walked to the stairs and shouted loudly.

The long hair on the first floor soon showed its head, and shouted at Lin Huaile: "Boss, what's the matter?".

"Clear the guests away, and there may be a large blockbuster in a while."

"I'll give him a lung, Taro Biao, a real bastard, he doesn't sleep at night."

"Do you have a sense of public morality!"

Lin Huaile explained a few words briefly, then returned to the front of the plane, picked up a stack of money, stuffed it into the pocket of the plane, and said softly, "Your body is in tatters, and your eyes are straightened when you see money."

"You should be doing well under Taro Biao's command."

"I'll give you a chance to make a fortune, are you willing to seize it?".

These words, like whispers of a devil, immediately attracted the attention of the plane.

I have been following Taro Biao for two or three years, and he is still a forty-nine.

To put it bluntly, the clothes are ruined, and I don't know where to get money to buy a new one.

Xinji is different from Hutchison in that it is a membership system. As long as you pay, you can enter the Xinji family.

This was invented by Lin Xue, who said it was for absorbing fresh blood.

But all fools know that this is a goose trying to pluck the oil from Sijiu's body.

There are more and more newcomers, and it is becoming more and more difficult for the elderly to get ahead. If it is not for guarding a junior high school, eating will be a problem.

A thick stack of money stuffed into a shirt pocket, at least a few thousand dollars.

This money was enough to buy two or three lives in the Kowloon Walled City.

"Don't do it!"

The plane didn't even ask Lin Huaile what he wanted him to do, so he agreed.

Lin Huaile was a little taken aback.

The script is wrong!

Shouldn't he be loyal and unyielding, full of brotherly loyalty?

In fact, this is not to blame for Lin Huaile's empiricist mistakes. The inland gangs and Xiangjiang prefixes are fundamentally different from each other.

Coupled with the exaggeration of the Xiangjiang gangster movie, many people think that the prefix is ​​all about loyalty.

But it is not.

Essentially speaking, Ma Tsai is only working for the prefix, and if the income is low, he can also transfer to other prefixes.

Of course, there are also big bosses who share weal and woe with Ma Zai, but most of them have no means of making money and can only rely on loyalty to maintain the team.

"Where does Taro Biao live?" Although Lin Huaile was puzzled, he still asked.

Airplane's face darkened, he simply shook his head, and said helplessly, "I only know that he lives in a villa in Diamond Hill."

"I don't know the details, only his head horse George knows."

"Every day, George accompanied Taro Biao home, very careful!".

Lin Huaile never expected the plane to respond to requests, but it was still necessary to put a nail in the middle of Yuto Biao's people and report the situation in real time.

Know thyself, ever-victorious.

Thinking of this, Lin Huaile grabbed the concierge knife, walked in front of the plane expressionlessly, cut off the rope on the plane with the knife, whispered a few words in his ear, and let the bastard go away.

(End of this chapter)