The Sick and Weak Horse Dressed As a Villain

The few strangers quickly disappeared in the lively streets of the New Year. Except for Qiao Wen, no one paid attention to them. The ignorant neighborhoods were always immersed in the joy of the New Year.

The sound of gongs and drums stopped, Chen Jianan sweated out of the lion, threw the lion and a pile of profit bags to Hao Zai, quickly ran through the crowd to Qiao Wen's side, and raised the remaining pile of red packets in his hand. He smiled and said, "Is it a good harvest?"

He was also wearing a yellow lion dance costume with a cardigan on top and fluffy bloomers on the bottom, as if he had just turned from a lion into a human.

Qiao Wen raised his thumb: "Very good."

In fact, begging for profit is just looking for auspiciousness. There is only one piece of five cents in it. A stack of red envelopes adds up to less than a dozen yuan, but the happiness it brings is far beyond the measure of money.

In the past, Chen Canan would take the profits back and gather together to buy delicious food, but now he has a lot of money, so there is no need to buckle and search like this. After showing him to Qiao Wen, he waved his hand to play firecrackers on the road. All of the children were sent out.

Seeing his sweaty head, Qiao Wen said: "Go upstairs and wipe it, lest you catch a cold."

Chen Jianan said nonchalantly: "How can it be so easy to catch a cold." He said that, but he still followed others upstairs in good faith.

He wiped his sweat with cold water casually at Qiao Wen's house, took off his furry pants, leaving only a pair of panties, and lay on the sofa with a long sigh of relief.

Going to the lion dance early in the morning, even if his body is made of iron, he is too tired to move.

Seeing his lazy appearance, Qiao Wen poured him a glass of water, put it on the coffee table, and sat at his feet again, asking casually, "Brother Nan, do you know who will come to the city recently?"

Chen Jianan picked up the water cup, lay halfway down and poured it out. He didn't know what to say, so he said, "Who and who?"

Qiao Wen said: "Is there anyone with a special identity coming to the city, such as some people on the road, or illegal immigrants?"

"I haven't heard." Chen Jianan shook his head, "Who is not home to run to the walled city for the Chinese New Year? What are you asking for?"

Qiao Wen said: "When you danced the lion just now, I saw a few unborn faces, a bit like a gangster on the road."

Chen Jianan said dismissively: "It is estimated that they are visiting relatives and friends. There are everyone in the city. There are also Fuqing people in the Chaoshan group in the eastern district, and Hexing Society can't manage it either."

Qiao Wen nodded: "Anyway, pay attention to yourself, don't mess with people you don't know."

Chen Canan said: "I understand."

Qiao Wen thought for a while, then said: "By the way, I found a piece of land in the newspaper. If you are free these two days, come and see it with me."

Chen Jianan said: "Do you want to buy land?"

Qiao Wen said: "Now that Hong Kong City is developing so fast, new buildings are being built every day. Once the stock market heats up, the land and houses will definitely skyrocket. With our current money, we should buy dozens of acres of land in a lesser place."

Chen Jianan didn't take it too seriously, and waved his hand and said: "Okay, you can figure it out, just do what I need to say, I will listen to you."

Qiao Wen laughed: "Brother Nan, I think you'd better have a snack. Don't pay back when you are sold."

Chen Jianan snorted, "Someone has to dare to buy it."

"Yes, you can't be demolished when you go back."

Chen Jianan reacted quickly this time, so he could sit up and pinch his face: "Xiao Qiao, you are really bad at learning. You have all learned to swear around."

The two were laughing and playing again.

Qiao Wen did see a piece of land from a newspaper advertisement. The advertisement only wrote about the location and did not know the identity of the seller. After calling, he agreed to meet at a station in Qingshuiwan.

The other party is in his fifties and is sitting in a classic Ford car. The car is not new, but in this era, a family that can own such a car is naturally not rich or expensive.

After the greetings, I realized that this man's surname was Wang, and it was his young master who sold the land.

Qiao Wen rode Chen Canan's motorcycle and followed Uncle Wang's car to a small hill near Qingshuiwan.

"That's it!" The car stopped on the simple roadside, Uncle Wang walked down, and led the two of them to a piece of wasteland facing the sea. "This piece of 20 acres is the property of my young master. "

Then he took out the title deed and showed them to them.

Qiao Wen nodded, looked around, and said: "It's much more remote than I expected." First reduce the evaluation of the goods, this is the first step in bargaining.

Uncle Wang declined to comment on this comment, he just smiled and said: "It's true that the young master of my family originally had a very rich family background. If it were not for the poor family status in recent years, he would not want to sell this land. Look at it here. It’s a remote place, but it’s a 20-minute drive to the Qingshuiwan wealthy area, with the sea in front and the mountains and forests behind it. It can be regarded as a mountain and sea. Mr. Kanyu has seen it. This is definitely a treasure of feng shui. I published less than one newspaper. Several buyers were interested in this week."

Qiao Wen listened calmly, yes, this butler wanted to be a familiar hand, so he had a good set of bids.

Chen Jianan is an impatient person. He was very annoyed by this man's long talk, and interrupted him: "You just say the price."

Uncle Wang said with a smile: "The little brother is a refreshing man. The price of this piece of land is 1.2 million yuan."

"One hundred and two million?" Chen Jianan widened his eyes and pointed to the wasteland in front of him. "On this barren land where birds do not shit, it costs 1.2 million. You really dare to speak!"

Wang Boyun smiled lightly: "This is the land of my young master. As a housekeeper, can't he suffer? Isn't it true that someone will come to see the land later, so you can go back and think about it. If you are interested in buying it, call me earlier. Otherwise, I’m afraid I’ll sell it two days later."

Chen Jianan said impatiently: "It's so expensive, what to buy? I don't think you can grab it for your young master. Xiao Qiao, let's go."

Qiao Wen patted him smoothly, and said politely to Uncle Wang: "Then we will go back and think about it. If we have the intention, we will contact you again."

Uncle Wang nodded: "No problem."

As he was talking, the driver in the car next to him poked his head out, waved his hand to Uncle Wang and said, "Abba, are you done talking?"

Wang Bo responded: "It's OK."

Qiao Wen glanced at the young driver and asked casually: "Your son?"

Uncle Wang nodded: "It's the dog." Then he smiled and waved, "Then I'm leaving, think about contacting me."

Qiao Wen stood there watching the black Ford leave, but what he thought in his mind was that the butler’s son who was the driver was wearing a Patek Philippe watch.

Chen Jianan handed him the helmet and said, "Xiao Qiao, do you really want to buy this broken land? What about 1.2 million."

Qiao Wen smiled and said: "This is not a broken ground. You can get to the wealthy area of ​​Clearwater Bay in 20 minutes. If you build a row of sea view villas here, that is, the next wealthy area, you can definitely make a fortune. "

"Do you still want to build a villa? Our money is enough to buy a piece of land."

"If you have land, you are not afraid of building a house without money."

Chen Jianan didn't understand, and Qiao Wen didn't explain much. Originally, he just wanted to hoard a small piece of land with the money in his hand, and when the stock market crashed and real estate skyrocketed, he would resell it. But after seeing this piece of land, he immediately changed his mind.

Uncle Wang is right. This is indeed a treasured land of geomantic omen. Now it is a place where birds do not shit, but after the house is built, it will be a precious piece of land that is surrounded by the mountains and the sea in the noisy city of Hong Kong.

In the small area of ​​Hong Kong City, there is such a good area that has not been taken by the big chaebols, it is simply a leak. He will certainly not miss it, but he is not willing to spend 1.2 million, after all, this is his and Chen Jianan's current net worth.

He patted Chen Canan on the shoulder: "Brother Nan, you send me to find a public phone, I want to make a call."

Chen Canan: "Who is it for?"

"A reporter, there is something to do with him."

In this era, there is no Internet. The most convenient way to inquire about things is to find some lace tabloid reporters. Don’t underestimate their abilities. The secrets of celebrities and rich families are all unknown. These paparazzi can investigate clearly. The ability is comparable to the CIA.

The reporter he was looking for was the one who sold his Li Xingchen's itinerary last time. This paparazzi not only photographed celebrities, but also followed rich celebrities and knew all kinds of gossip in the city.

Sure enough, a phone call found the person. After Qiao Wen reported the license plate number and Uncle Wang’s name, the reporter named Zhang Jiaming immediately said: "The person you are looking for should be Guan Shao. In the early years, it was indeed Kuo Shao, but my parents went early. The family property is in the hands of this dude, and it has long since fallen, and these years have been relying on changing the seller's property for a living."

Qiao Wen said: "You can check it carefully, and give me a detailed information tomorrow."

"Okay, no problem, I can find out if he has slept with a few women."

Not necessarily.

After hanging up the phone, Chen Jianan stretched out a handsome face curiously and asked: "I need to check the seller's details when buying land?"

Qiao Wen said: "Of course, you know the details to bargain, isn't it?"

"That's true, it's still your consideration." After a pause, he whispered weakly, "Actually, if you really want to buy a piece of land, I have a way to cut the price."

Qiao Wen glanced at him: "Take the knife on your waist? Are you really used to being a gang? This is not a walled city. Even if someone is frightened to sell it to you, they will report to the police station. Void."

Chen Canan touched his nose and smiled with a guilty conscience: "I just said casually, I believe you must have a way."

Qiao Wen laughed: "Let's go, Long Sao Niu Zai should be opened, let's go eat Niu Zai."

Chen Jianan immediately opened his eyes and smiled when he heard the words, and took a seat in the car coolly and handsomely: "The sky is big and the earth is big, and he eats beef offal."

"Look at what you are doing." What kind of villain's reserve is like.

Sure enough, on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, Long Sao Niu Zai has been open for business. People who had eaten too much Chinese New Year's leftovers, clutching the New Year's gift, ran out for the tooth-making ceremony. The small stalls were crowded with diners inside and out.

Seeing that there were no seats available, Chen Canan scanned the crowded gluttons, thinking about which table to drive away, but spotted an acquaintance. He suddenly smiled and ran Qiao Wen over: "Fourth brother, happy new year." !"

"Yeah, Anan, it's been a long time since I saw you, now I have to call you Brother Nan?" Zhao Asi and a pony occupies a small table, and when they see Chen Jianan, they smiled and squeezed.

Chen Jianan sighed: "Four brother, don't make fun of me, you are my boss, and so will the future."

Zhao Asi nodded with satisfaction: "You still have a conscience in the street. Brother Si didn't treat you in vain before." He took out two red bags and handed them to him and Qiao Wen, "For you brothers."

Chen Jianan happily took it over: "Thank you brother four! Then I and Adi will make a table with you." He handed the red envelope to Qiao Wen, ran to the stall and took out two plastic stools, and pulled Qiao Wen to squeeze. At this small table.

Zhao Asi patted him affectionately on the shoulder: "I have so many little brothers, so you have grown up. But the fourth brother has also heard about your outside affairs. Just stay a little longer. Nothing matters."

Chen Jianan smiled and said, "Thank you, brother, for reminding me, I will."

Zhao A is more than 30 years old in four years, and is a decade older than him. He looks like he is looking at his little brother. At this moment, when he sees his red-faced handsome face, he suddenly thinks of something. He curls up his mouth and smiles:" Anan, you are actually twenty this year, right?"

Chen Canan said: "It's already twenty in the middle of the year."

Zhao Asi smirked and asked, "Why haven't you seen any girls beside you?"

Chen Jianan glanced at Qiao Wen subconsciously, and said with a guilty conscience: "I haven't met the one who closed my eyes yet?"

Zhao Asi snorted: "Could it be possible that you still want to find a god?" He glanced at Qiao Wen, and said jokingly, "But you stay with a pretty boy like your brother all day long, and you have a high-sighted perspective. Not surprisingly."

"Fourth brother, what are you doing with my brother?" Chen Jianan snorted, took the beef offal, quietly looked at the people next to him, and thought that Xiao Qiao did look good, but he did. It was not because of his good looks that he had no wrong thoughts. It can be seen that good looks is not the reason why I like him, and I am not a superficial man who only looks at his appearance. I can't help but smile.

Qiao Wen didn't notice his subtle little movement, but smiled disregarding such a joke and shook his head.

Several people were eating and chatting in the hustle and bustle. Just halfway through the meal, they suddenly heard a rather arrogant voice: "How many of you are together?"

Qiao Wen turned his head subconsciously and saw four men standing at a table. The leading man kicked the table and said to the diners who were eating the offal, "It’s a fresh one, right? You understand? Understand the rules? With so many waiting to eat, the five of you occupy two tables. Hurry up and squeeze a table to make room."

These people, Qiao Wen, are not too unfamiliar. They were the Chaoshanzi who had been in the city's most popular scene recently, and they had only sneaked over and settled in the previous two years. There are not many of them, but they are all murderous people who specialize in robbery and kidnapping. However, because there are not many people, the climate has not yet formed, and they are fairly honest in the city. After all, this is the site of the Hexing Society.

At this moment, it is so arrogant, about seeing these few diners who are eating beef offal.

Just now, Qiao Wen was dragged by Chen Jianan and ran over. In addition, there were too many people and he didn't pay much attention. At this moment, I realized that these men who were said to be strange by Chaoshan Zai were the ones I saw him on the first day of the new year.

Zhao Asi said in a low voice: "Yesterday a gold shop in Central was robbed. I heard that these Chaoshan boys did it and killed two security guards. The robbery of the fortune also kills. It's really a thunderstorm."

Chen Jianan frowned and glanced at the few people, and said, "Anyway, just don't run wild on our heads, and we can't control the others." After all, he also noticed the sitting strangers and asked casually, " Brother Si, these people don’t seem to have seen them before, new here? What do they do?"

Zhao Asi shook his head: "I don't know, I haven't seen it either."

Qiao Wen said: "Don't worry about it, hurry up and eat, so that you can give someone an empty seat and let Long's wife earn a few more yuan."

With that said, Chen Jianan and Zhao Asi did not care about there anymore, but he himself continued to observe in a calm manner.

After the arrogant Chaoshan boy kicked the table, the man sitting close to him slowly raised his head from the oxen bowl and looked at each other coldly.

It was an expressionless face, very cold and stern, and his eyes were as sharp as a falcon.

Qiao Wen felt a little familiar, as if he had seen such a look somewhere. By the way, it was the Vietnamese killer who was invited by Zhao Shanhai to kill Lin Zhaoming.

Could it be that these people are also soldiers coming down from the Vietnam battlefield?

But the looks are not very similar. At least three of them are standard Chinese appearances, while the rest are of Southeast Asian appearances.

Seeing this attitude of the other party, Chaoshanzi reached out and pushed his head provocatively, and said, "What? You are not willing to let you get a seat?"

The man frowned, his right hand violently touched his waist, but beside him, a forty-year-old person held him calmly, and then raised his head and smiled: "When I first came here, we don’t understand the rules. seat."

This person was speaking in a substandard Cantonese, not the substandard accent of foreigners, but the accent of a Chinese in the non-Cantonese-speaking area, obviously a Chinese or a Chinese.

Qiao Wen still had the impression that Chen Canan's lion dance was the one who rubbed it that day. He got a red envelope from his hand and was touched by the lion head.

At this moment, depending on the situation, he should be the boss of this group.

After he finished speaking, he patted his companion with a cold expression. The two of them squeezed to the next table with their bowls in their hands.

They ate fast, but paid the bill in two minutes and got up and left.

Qiao Wen kept looking at these people quietly. After seeing them walking a few steps away, the fierce-looking man suddenly turned around and pointed his finger at the back of the head of the Chaoshan boy who was eating offal. Hand gesture to shoot.

Although it was just a light movement, Qiao Wen, who had a panoramic view, shuddered silently.

He was about to withdraw his gaze silently, but inadvertently glanced at the waist of their Chinese boss, on a looming key chain, it was a blue sky and white sun badge.

He was startled, and vaguely guessed the identity of these people.

The next morning, as soon as Qiao Wen got up and went out, he heard an explosive news.

Yesterday, those Chaoshan aberdeen were all killed in the rental house. It is said that the hand moved in the middle of the night, and there was no movement or a living thing. The landlord found something was wrong. When he opened the door to see, several people fell on the floor with all their faces, and the large blood stains in the house had dried up.