Baojian

Chapter 9
"Okay, Boss Chi is refreshing, this matter is settled."

After hearing what Boss Hao said, the Sun brothers were overjoyed. In their eyes, the Qin Feng brothers and sisters were nothing more than a pair of vagrants. Even if they disappeared, no one would pay attention to them, let alone call the police. Money is like nothing.

"Boss Chi, we can bring people here tomorrow, but the money..."

Elder Sun stared fixedly at the stack of money in Boss Hao's hand, and said hesitantly, "If Boss Chi is at ease, why don't you give us a deposit first?"

He didn't enjoy the drink just now, and Sun Laoer wanted to go back and celebrate with his elder brother again, but he was short of money, so he could only focus on Boss Hao.

"No problem, the 1000 yuan is considered as a deposit, Brother Sun, please keep it."

Boss Hao smiled generously, divided the stack of money into two, and handed it to Boss Sun, but he did not let go of the hand holding the money, and said, "Brother Sun, we want to go there with you tomorrow." Look at those two kids, don’t know if it’s okay or not?”

After listening to Sun Lao Er's introduction just now, Boss Hao knew that the brother and sister lived alone and lived in a remote place, which gave him the idea of ​​going there directly.

After all, they were living in a guest house with many people, if the Sun brothers tricked those two people into coming here, there might be some accidents.

"Sure, let's go there at noon tomorrow. Usually, both children will be there at that time."

Boss Sun is really looking forward to earning 2000 yuan as long as he uses his mouth. He originally wanted to use the excuse of selling scraps to deceive the brothers and sisters. Since Boss Chi wants to go in person, it saves the two brothers' effort. Woolen cloth.

"Brother, is it too much for 2000?"

After the Sun brothers left, Qi Baoyu said with some dissatisfaction that just based on the nature of the two brothers, giving them 1000 yuan would make the two of them very happy.

"Not much, second child, take a long-term view."

Boss Hao shook his head and said, "It's too far away from our place. It's hard to find a lost child. Maybe these two people will be needed in the future. Give them a little bit of sweetness first."

In the past two years, Boss Hao has gradually controlled the begging business in his city and surrounding cities. The beggars under his command are becoming less and less enough. If he wants to continue to develop further, he must control more children.

Marx once said: If capital has a profit of 50.00%, it will take risks; if it has a profit of [-]%, it will dare to trample on all laws in the world; if it has a profit of [-]%, it will dare to commit any crime. Even at the risk of being hanged.

Although Boss Hao didn't know what Marx said, he knew that a mere 2000 yuan was insignificant compared to the benefits created by a beggar.

Normally, in some good locations, a beggar can get one or two hundred yuan a day, and if he is a disabled person, this figure can even be doubled, so Boss Hao is still willing to pay for this amount of money .

"Second brother, don't go tomorrow, just wait for us at the station after buying the ticket to go home."

After thinking for a while, Boss Hao looked at the person next to Qi Baoyu again, and said, "Old Qi, if the Sun brothers play tricks, then..."

As he spoke, Boss Hao cut his throat on his neck. The young man who had been drinking all the time raised his head, and after a promise, he lowered his head again.

Boss Hao is actually from the Northeast. In the early 80s, he went to the south with the wave of migrant workers. After working hard for two years, he met an old man. It was this old man who changed the trajectory of Boss Hao’s life drastically.

The old man was a man of the rivers and lakes, and he controlled a gang of beggars before liberation. After the reform and opening up was tried out in the south, he immediately sensed an opportunity and came to the coastal city to resume his old business.

It's just that the old man is getting old and unable to do many things, so he took in an apprentice and passed on all kinds of tricks to Boss Hao.

It's just that the old man didn't expect that Boss Hao was far more ruthless than him. He thought that the children who were in good health were begging for too little money, so he broke the legs and feet of several children, which also caused conflicts between the master and the apprentice.

The final result was that Boss Hao poured sweat medicine into the master's wine, and when the master was asleep, he used a pillow to suffocate the old man to death. The most ironic thing is that the formula of the sweat medicine was passed down by the old man himself. For Boss Hao.

After the old man died, Boss Hao also took full control of those beggars and started his sinful fortune.

The old seventh that Boss Hao ordered just now is called Zhang Junlong, and he is Boss Hao's nephew. Because of his poor family, Zhang Junlong defected to his uncle when he was a child.

Over the past few years, Zhang Junlong, who is ruthless and has a bit of kung fu, has become the most powerful thug under Mr. Hao.

Nine out of ten of the beggars with disabilities controlled by Boss Hao were under the hands of Zhang Junlong. As long as they heard Zhang Junlong's name, they would all tremble with fright.

"Yes, boss, don't worry."

Including Liu Zi and Qi Baoyu, no one knew the relationship between Zhang Junlong and Hao Boss, so Zhang Junlong was always called the boss in front of people.

After the arrangements were made, everyone went to work. It would be troublesome to take the two children to the train, but Boss Hao had already made up his mind, but he wanted to find a pharmacy to dispense the Mongolian sweat medicine passed down by the master.

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"Zimo, take care all the way, I will miss you!"

Today is the day when everyone in the Liu family set off to return to Taiwan. In the compound of the Liu family, Qin Feng was saying goodbye to his only friend in this world.

"Ah Feng, pay more attention to yourself. Grandpa doesn't easily look at people. What he says is usually very accurate."

Liu Zimo looked at Qin Feng with a worried look on his face. He knew that Qin Feng, who seemed a little quiet and didn't talk much, actually had a devil in his heart.

Liu Zimo once saw with his own eyes that after being insulted by a group of students, Qin Feng broke the right leg of a child who was three or four years older than him. Said he broke his leg.

"Zimo, don't worry, what can I do, come back early, then we will catch crickets together."

Qin Feng laughed when he heard the words. He never believed in such ghosts and gods. Although he respected Mr. Liu very much, Qin Feng still regarded what he said as nonsense.

"You boy, alas, you wait."

Seeing Qin Feng's indifferent appearance, Liu Zimo stomped his feet, pulled Qin Feng into his room, and then took out a flat wooden box from under the bed.

"Afeng, here is this thing for you. You don't usually cause trouble, but if something really happens, use it for self-defense." Touching the box, Liu Zimo showed a look of reluctance on his face, but finally handed it to the box. Qin Feng.

"What is this? Hey, it's so heavy!"

The box was only ten centimeters wide and forty centimeters long. It looked light and light, but when Qin Feng took the wooden box, it sank in his hand, and almost fell to the ground unexpectedly.

"This is a gun head made by my grandpa after imitating my grandfather's sharp gun. The gun head is made of the best materials. There are only three guns in total. This one was passed down to me by my grandpa."

Liu Zimo opened the box from Qin Feng's hand, and suddenly a gun head about [-] cm long and shining with a dazzling cold light appeared in front of Qin Feng.

The tip of this gun is diamond-shaped, like a long dagger, with high ridges and a thin tip. There is a blood groove in the middle of the tip. Although there is no barrel, such a tip gives people an extremely dangerous feeling. Feel.

At the root of the gun head, there is a gun cherry made of authentic ponytails. These ponytails are red. When stabbing, the shaking of the gun tail can confuse the opponent and prevent the opponent's blood from sliding down the gun shaft into the palm.

In order to commemorate Master, Liu Yunjiao spared no effort to manufacture these three gun heads. It took Mr. Liu two years and almost 30 yuan to manufacture just these three gun heads.

All three gun heads are made of three-ply steel, an expensive RB sheet laminated steel with a hard inner layer of high carbon content as the center layer of the blade, tempered tough elastic steel on both sides, and finally The blade of the blade concentrates the characteristics of good-grade steel. I dare not say that it can cut iron like mud, but it can cut off a steel bar as thick as a little finger.

"Zimo, this... I can't take this thing, it was passed down to you by Grandpa Liu."

Although Qin Feng didn't know how much the gun head cost, he could tell that it must be very valuable, and it was passed down from the old man to his grandson, so it was very important to Liu Zimo.

"I can't take it back, so you keep it for self-defense first, and return it to me when I come back."

Liu Zimo was really afraid that his grandfather's proverb would come true. Before Qin Feng could refuse, he closed the box and forced it to Qin Feng. Although this thing is precious, it is not as important as the life of a good friend.

"Then... well, I'll keep it for you first."

Qin Feng suddenly thought of the incident that happened a few years ago. If he had practiced kung fu and had this gun in his hand, his parents would not have suffered a catastrophe.

"That's right, hey, they called me, they should be leaving."

The voice of Liu Zimo's father came from the yard, and Liu Zimo said quickly, "Hide this thing in your clothes, don't let my uncle and the others see it, or I will be in trouble, brother."

Liu Zimo knew the significance of the gun point to the Liu family, if the elders saw it, he would at least be beaten up, and Qin Feng would never want to take the gun point out of the Liu family.

Fortunately, the weather is cold. Qin Feng was wearing a ragged army green overcoat. After stuffing the box into his bosom, he couldn't see anything from the outside.

(End of this chapter)