Rebirth: Outstanding

Chapter 548: The sacred place of dreams

Four police cars with sirens surrounded an old Ford 49 and drove smoothly to Xu Pingsheng's home.

In the Ford car, Lan Gang, the hot rising star of the police, drove himself, Song Tianyao sat in the back row, Yao Chunxiao and dumb A Siyi guarded him from left to right.

"What happened is like this, Mr. Song, you know, Aye and you are cousins. It's difficult for me to be caught in the middle." Lan Gang held the steering wheel and stared at the road ahead, occasionally glancing at it. The rearview mirror complained to Song Tianyao.

Hearing from Lan Gang the heroic deeds of Zhao Wenye’s Golden Resources Club and Lu Le’s choking voice, Song Tianyao grinned: “I didn’t expect Aye to be so courageous, not bad, he deserves to be my Aunt Zhu’s boy!”

Lan Gang said helplessly: "Boss, are you in the mood to laugh? Now the police are in a mess because of the counterfeit money, and I heard that Huang Pi has been circulating in the market recently. This kind of thing has died from Li Jianfa. After that, it has disappeared for a long time, and it happened to appear when you were fighting with Taiwanese guys. One brother recently called those detectives to reprimand every day, and Ah Yee jumped out to fight Lu Le. Taiwan, I am worried that the ghost will dismiss both of them in an angry!"

Song Tianyao frowned when he heard the words. It was fake banknotes and Huang Pi. It seemed that someone was secretly fishing in troubled waters while he was fighting against Tan Jingwei!

"I see. Go back and tell Aye. Just as I said, let him get a bit of peace during this time." Song Tianyao looked at the night scene hurriedly flashing outside the window, and said again: "Have you caught the counterfeit banknotes and pornography? The source of arsenic?"

Lan Gang shook his head: "Yeah! Now guys go to patrol the streets three times a day, and they print counterfeit money and the mother of the yellow arsenic hundreds of times a day, but there is still no clue."

Song Tianyao touched his chin: "I took time to ask Brother Six to check it out and let you know if there is any news."

This is not Song Tianyao's nosy, but thinking that it might be because of the fight between himself and Tan Jingwei that gave others the opportunity to fish in troubled waters, Song Tianyao felt a little bit sorry. Regardless of counterfeit banknotes or yellow arsenic, these two things will cause countless troubles to the people in Hong Kong. Song Tianyao feels that he should care about it because of his feelings and reason.

Lan Gang turned the steering wheel and turned the corner of the street: "Forget it, our messenger will find out this matter slowly. It's just a matter of time. You should take care of yourself now, you can make such a big deal when you go out on the street. In battle, the Governor of the Hong Kong Governor is not in your prestige!"

"Yes! The governor's life may not be worth twelve million!" Song Tianyao kicked the back of the front seat somewhat depressed, and said angrily: "Chu Xiaozhong, who is on the street, is going to fight with him. Home, if you turn your face, you turn your face, you think I didn't die fast enough?"

Macau, Hong Kong and Macau Terminal.

In the dark, a passenger ship from Hong Kong slowly docked in front of the pier. Tourists stepped on the sampan, supported by the attentive Portuguese pier waiters, and steadily stepped on the land of Macau.

Compared with the detached status of the British in Hong Kong, the Portuguese are obviously not so relaxed in governing Macau. Aside from the pours of Portuguese officials who rely on corruption and bribery, at least among ordinary Portuguese people, there are still a lot of connections. I can’t get enough food and I can’t do business with local merchants, so I have to come to the wharf to do the heavy work of serving others.

Nai Kun, supported by a Portuguese, walked slowly off the passenger ship, stood on the Hong Kong and Macau pier and took a deep breath of the cold sea breeze, and looked back at his companion who was crossing the sea with him.

Guessing the leopard carrying a black suitcase, he and his Thai partners stepped off the passenger ship one after another and stood behind Nai Kun.

"Master Kun, the seller hasn't arrived yet, what should I do next?" Guessing asked Nai Kun in a low voice in Thai.

The Portuguese who helped Naikun disembark when he heard that Gueibao was speaking in Thai, and immediately said to Naikun bluntly in Thai: "Sir, tip."

Nai Kun took a look at the smiling Portuguese man with interest, then took out two hundred Hong Kong dollars from his arms and handed them to the other party.

Where did the Portuguese who work as a dock waiter have seen a person with such a generous shot? People like him usually have to pay for a tip of one dollar and Hong Kong dollars. At this time, they saw enough for one or two months of remuneration, and his expression was excited. Bright red, can't help but thank Nai Kun in Thai.

Nai Kun never looked at him again, and walked out of the pier. At the same time, he instructed the guessing leopard behind him: "First find a hotel to live in, and then give them a call."

"Yes!" Guessing the leopard agreed and stopped speaking, and followed Naikun with a few Thai companions.

Nai Kun walked on the coast of Macau, looking around the surrounding environment, the Macau terminal at night was brightly lit, and the taxis and rickshaws waiting to solicit passengers lined up in two rows, clearly distinguished.

Nai Kun retracted his gaze and raised his mouth: "Song Tianyao's sister lives here? I was thinking about how to convince my father to let me come to Macau. I didn't expect the opportunity to come so soon, but I am grateful to the golden triangle soldiers who sold smoke. NS."

His voice was very low, more like talking to himself. Even the Guessing Leopard who followed him couldn't hear clearly, he couldn't help but ask: "Master Kun, what did you say?"

Nai Kun said with a smile: "I said, Macau is really a good place. I thought that the goods from the Golden Triangle would not be delivered for a while and our business would be affected. Unexpectedly, there would be the supply of goods we wanted just next door to Hong Kong. "

Guessing Leopard and several of his companions also smiled upon hearing the words: "This is the Buddha who is blessing Dad Sai and Master Kun. Knowing that we are struggling to have a hard life, they have shown us a clear way."

Nai Kun smiled non-committal and strode forward.

When he came to Thailand this time, he had only one goal, and that was to find Song Wenwen, whom he had been worried about for a long time. As for Ser-Chalunwang, who asked him to contact Macau’s Golden Triangle Defenders to purchase supplies due to insufficient raw materials, Nai Kun did not take it seriously.

How much money can you make even if you sell yellow arsenic? And you have to take huge risks. If Song Tianyao's family can be found, wouldn't Song Tianyao obediently send up all his business? There are also those aircraft engines that make Taiwanese people’s hearts and minds. If they fall into their own hands, of course, they will be exchanged for greater benefits from the Americans. Only the stupid Chinese will not be able to see the situation clearly. The British will not do it anymore. , Is the world of Americans.

As Nai Kun thought in his heart, the smile on the corner of his mouth became more intense. As long as he gains the trust and help of the Americans, he believes that his future achievements will be higher than that of Serenwang. This is also his always dream.

"Macao, is really a sacred place to achieve dreams!" Nai Kun opened his arms, and shouted in the night breeze in the surprised eyes of the Guessing Leopard and other Thai people behind him.

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