Start With Lifting The Restrictions

Start With Lifting The Restrictions Chapter 74

2021-10-18

Chapter 74 Interweaving (1)

Deepwater Bay luxury villa area.

"Master, the guests are here."

In front of the low-key and luxurious study, Uncle Steward looked at the old man walking in from the outside with crutches, and said respectfully, bending over.

"Ajie, you are guarding the door"

Tao Hongsheng is wearing a well-pressed suit, his sparse hair is neat and tidy, and his right hand is leaning on the yellow sculpture of a famous artist. The flower pear inlaid jade crutches slowly opened the door of the study and walked in.

The layout of the study room is elegant and Chinese style, but the hidden lights in the dark make the whole room look soft even at night, just like daytime.

On the bookshelves on both sides of the walls are ancient books and some Peerless Grade playbooks.

At this moment, in this study, a well-dressed middle-aged man who looks has several points of squat is standing in front of the bookshelf, reaching out and gently rubbing a vase of Yuanqinghua.

"Mister Wang, I've been waiting for a long time."

Tao Hongsheng walked into the study, looked at the chunky man standing on the bookshelf admiring his collection of antiques, and called out softly. Say hello.

"I haven't been here very long."

The middle-aged squat man slowly put down the Yuanqinghua vase in his hand, turned around and smiled at Tao Hongsheng nodded, "I As the messenger, I brought Eternal Constant's condolences, and by the way, I would like to ask Mr. Tao if we need our help."

"Thanks for Eternal Constant's concern."

Tao Hongsheng showed a faint smile on his face, and the crutches in his hand lightly tapped the ground, "But this time, I hope you will not interfere until I see my son come back."

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"Of course."

The squat middle-aged man spread his hands, "Tao Old Mister, you are our most important member, and I am just here to let you know, Tao Old Mister. , we will not let any member and his family be maliciously harmed by other forces. As long as you say a word from Tao Old Mister, there are very few things in this world that we cannot do.”

“I I know what you guys can do."

Tao Hongsheng had no doubts about what this chubby middle-aged man said, but he still shook his head, "But some people may not be understandable to you, I have experienced Having been in war and rolling in the bottom of the mud, I know what they want.

Before I see my eldest son enter the house, I will promise all their terms. Money. It doesn't matter to me, the limit they can imagine is just a tiny number to me."

"I see what you mean."

The squat middle-aged man bowed his head slightly, "We won't take any action until your elder son steps in the door."

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"Boss, I want three bowls of beef noodles, large bowls, and the braised boiled noodles at the front of the store."

In front of a late-night snack shop on the corner of the street not far downstairs from the Chan Palace Building, Yang Chu looked for it. He sat down in a seat facing the street and greeted the shop Boss who was constantly busy.

"Okay."

The boss of the supper stall in his forties agreed, walked to Yang Chu, and asked again, "Are you alone?"

"One person." Yang Chu nodded with a smile.

"Then I'll give you some stewed noodles first, and wait a moment for the noodles."

Although the boss of the supper restaurant thought that Yang Chu was a bit too much, he didn't say much. .

Walking to the road bamboo charcoal in front of the store, I filled a plastic bowl with cuttlefish, tripe, fat intestines, fish balls, etc., and brought it to Yang Chu.

Wow wow wow——

At this time, outside the street, police cars whizzed past, flocking to the location of the Toad Palace Building.

"Wow, there are so many police cars, is there something wrong in front of Toad Palace?"

The boss of the supper stall glanced curiously, and said a little surprised.

Yang Chu, who was sitting on the small table, had no abnormal expression, just quietly holding a toothpick, tying up the stew in front of him and sending it to his mouth.

This way of eating is actually not very efficient for Yang Chu.

There are already a lot of nutrition content in the books he reads. As long as he wants to, he can actually match a recipe that best suits his body needs.

But Yang Chu didn't change that.

The ceremony feeling of eating, the smell and taste bud feedback received by the brain, the feeling that the stomach is gradually filling up, and the surrounding noise and fireworks make him feel that his own consciousness and body , there will be something recovering.

Although this process was short-lived, this feeling made Yang Chu real about seeing things.

"Your noodles, use them slowly."

After a while, the restaurant boss brought up the beef noodles that Yang Chu asked for, and hurriedly greeted the customers who entered the restaurant outside. .

"It is said that there is a big case in the Toad Palace Building!"

"A lot of people died, and a lot of police came here."

"It's not that in Lanzhou Is it from Kwai Fong? Why is there something wrong with the Toad Palace?"

......

In the small supper shop, a few customers who had just entered the shop were talking.

"Brother Nan, there are so many notes tonight, our plans for tomorrow are..."

Suddenly, Yang Chu, who was picking up his noodle bowl and eating, heard a pressing voice. The voice of the throat was mixed with the many noises of the night snack shop.

The voice is very small, not as loud as the sound of cooking noodles and cooking vegetables in the store and some people's discussions, but Yang Chu can still distinguish the content of the words from these.

Yang Chu didn't look up, and still ate braised buns each minding their own business.

His ability to capture the surrounding information, from the time he entered the store, he had noticed the four people sitting on a table at the innermost position of the night snack store against the wall.

"What are you afraid of, Hong Kong Island has been messed up recently, we will definitely be able to do this." Among the speakers at the table, a man with dyed white hair and an insolent look said casually.

"Abang, don't worry, step on it better."

A tall man sitting in the center chuckled lightly, as if to appease the person who spoke in front of him. Full of self-confidence, with the appearance of planning strategies, "Apa is right, recently the Hong Kong Island Police was made Heaven and Earth turning upside down by the foreign dragon crossing the river, and this time we will make a name for ourselves. As long as we have Money, what will not be the problem, even if you want to go to jail, the brothers will be with you."

After finishing speaking, the tall man stood up first, "Okay, are you all finished? Boss, pay the bill."

"Come here."

The Boss in the small fry shop hurriedly reached out and wiped his apron, then walked towards several people with a smile.

"Hey, eat three bowls of noodles alone, Great Appetite King!"

As these people passed by the shop door, the man with white hair on his head glanced at him. Glancing at Yang Chu's desktop, he let out a strange cry, causing the other three people in the same group to look sideways at Yang Chu.

Yang Chu lowered his head and still ate the beef noodles slowly, completely indifferent to the glances of several people looking at him and the plans they mentioned earlier.

After the three bowls of noodles were boiled and cooked, Yang Chu paid the bill and left.

There are still police cars whistled past from time to time on Leighton Road, which is one intersection away from the Chan Palace Building.

The streets were crowded with people. Occasionally, reporters carrying equipment could be seen getting out of the car in the distance, and they rushed over there.

"…Which side is ahead/Who accompanies me on the road/There is no guidance along the road/If I go up, it will be a narrow alley/Dream is like a fire/Who is crazy with me/The long night is gradually freezing...

"... "

On another corner of the street, a young man with disheveled hair holding a guitar and singing, sang hoarsely on the street where no one stopped.

Yang Chu put his hands in his pockets, and in the hoarse and shouting singing, the silhouette gradually disappeared into the distance.

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