Returning to the Seventies as a Young Master from Hong Kong, Leading the Whole Family to Riches

[No CP] Ye Lin arrived in Hong Kong in 1978. Fortunately, he transmigrated into the body of the sole son of a wealthy Hong Kong businessman, sharing the same name. Unfortunately, Ye Lin cannot spen...

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Chapter 183 Stop

The family building of the meat processing plant is a two-story red brick building.

The Wen family lives on the second floor, and a group of aunties have gathered downstairs to enjoy the food.

Yesterday, Wen Qianjin hurried back to the factory to look for help. The news that Wen Hai had been kidnapped spread throughout the factory within two minutes.

The factory's usually bustling playground was deserted today, with all children locked up at home by adults fearing that their children would be targeted by kidnappers.

"Wen Hai is already eight years old, why is this kid still stealing?"

"Eight-year-olds are easy to raise. If you steal them back, you can work in the fields and earn work points. These people are really evil."

"What a sin! This child is the only son of a worker, and recently he got a rich uncle. What a great situation! If we can't find him, it would be a waste of this rich life."

Speaking of this,

An older sister came to join in the fun with a ball of wool in her pocket and needle and thread.

She stopped sewing and secretly looked around to confirm that there were no members of the Wen family.

Then he raised the knitting needle in his hand, pointed to the second floor where the Wen family was, and said quietly with a mysterious look on his face,

"How could it be such a coincidence? There were so many children at the supply and marketing cooperative, how could the traffickers have just kidnapped Wen Hai?"

"Could it be that someone did this on purpose? Didn't she always dislike Wen Hai?"

Several women followed her knitting needles and looked up at the Wen family's window together.

They all gasped.

You know what, it's really possible!

Wen Qianjin, a grown man, couldn't see Wen Qing's little thoughts, but these old ladies who had been around women could see through them.

This little girl Wen Qing is definitely not a good person.

Several women showed expressions of sudden enlightenment on their faces and quickly put their heads together to analyze the possibility of this matter.

"No way? After all, they are cousins."

"Tsk, how can it be impossible? Think about the good things Wen Qing did in the cement factory. It's not something a human would do."

"But how could she, a little girl, know a kidnapper?"

"You're stupid! As long as Wen Hai is kidnapped, the money from the Wen family's house will all be hers."

"My mother is so scary! She even kidnapped her own cousin. What if she kidnaps our grandson in the future?"

"I won't join in the fun. I have to go home quickly to see my grandson."

A group of people analyzed the situation in a flurry of discussion.

Although no one dared to make a conclusion yet, everyone was convinced that Wen Qing was definitely in cahoots with the kidnapper!

"Ouch! Ouch! Look! Someone from the Ye family is coming!"

Someone shouted,

The aunties gathered downstairs stopped talking when they heard this, looked at each other, and ran towards the entrance of the alley at the same time.

Someone's coming from the Ye family! Go take a look!

The auntie running at the back was rushing forward, not noticing that the aunties in front were retreating rapidly.

The two groups of people retreated and advanced, and the situation became a mess.

"Ouch, why are you backing off? You're hitting me to death."

An old lady in a plaid cotton jacket rubbed her forehead and complained,

She didn't brake in time and bumped into the back of the person in front of her, leaving a mud mark on her foot.

The aunt in front ran back with a look of horror on her face, and pulled the idiot who was still rubbing his forehead.

"Stop rubbing it! Get out of the way! The Ye family is coming to kill people! Get out of the way!"

The old lady who was rubbing her forehead looked forward in confusion when she heard that someone was going to kill someone.

The Ye family members who were still far away from her just now were now almost rushing towards her.

The group of people were full of murderous intent. Several strong young men in black clothes had arms so thick that it felt like they could kill a cow with one punch.

Not to mention the Ye family members walking in the middle,

The stylish young man who was leading the group had a face as pale as ice, without a smile at all, like the King of Hell.

Next to him was Wen Qianjin’s wife, her eyes as red as a ghost that had just crawled out of the water.

Further back, there were people carrying shoulder poles, people holding rolling pins, and others.

For goodness sake, there’s a little girl with a sickle!

The blade is so smooth and shiny! Even good for slaughtering pigs!

"My mother!"

"Oh my God, someone's been murdered!"

A group of aunts who came to join in the fun were frightened by Ye Xiulan's sickle and scattered, quickly making way for the Ye family in the middle of the road.

Jin Fenglian led a large group of people and rushed into the corridor. Ye Lin lagged behind and stood at the entrance of the corridor and ordered Ah Hui to find Ah Cheng.

Worried that this guy's brain wasn't working well, Ye Lin explained it to him in detail.

"Go to the factory and ask where Ah Cheng is. He won't use his real name. Ask the temporary worker who just came in a few days ago where he is. If you can't find him, go to the supply and marketing cooperative and see if he left any signs."

"If there is, don't follow them easily, come back and report to me."

"Master, I'm not stupid, don't worry."

Ye Lin...I really don't see how you are smart.

Bodyguards are trained and have a special set of contact signs.

If Ah Cheng went to the supply and marketing cooperative with me yesterday but didn't come back today, then things would be difficult.

Ah Cheng's skills are among the best among the Ye family bodyguards. Ordinary human traffickers, even if there are five or six of them, will not be his match.

But from last night until now, Wen Hai has been missing and Ah Cheng has not shown up.

It is very likely that Ah Cheng is in trouble and the other party is difficult to deal with.

After receiving the young master's instructions, Ah Hui did not dare to delay. He took a deep breath and ran to find Ah Cheng.

Ye Lin looked forward at the dim corridor and walked up the stairs with heavy steps.

Number 3 was a little worried as he followed the young master. He and Ah Cheng used to be mercenaries together, and they had a life-and-death friendship.

This guy Ah Cheng didn’t die on the battlefield, so he can’t die in the mainland!

The sounds of quarrels and fights came into my ears through the corridor.

Ye Lin stepped onto the last step, followed the sound, and walked to the left. The Wen family was the third house on the left, and the corridor outside was full of neighbors watching the fun.

Seeing Ye Lin striding towards them, the crowd consciously dispersed to both sides, and they entered the Wen family unimpeded.

The Wen family's living room was in a mess, with tables, chairs and benches toppled over and over, and the sickle that Ye Xiulan brought was stuck upright on the dining table.

There were countless women wrestling on the ground, but one could just make out that the person pinned to the bottom, barely able to even scream, was Wen Qing.

Ye Xiuhong, who was usually quiet, was gritting her teeth and pulling Wen Qing's scalp.

Not to mention the shrew Jin Fenglian and Ye Li, Wen Qing's biological mother, who wanted to skin her alive and eat her.

No matter what the bodyguards and the men of the Ye family said, they couldn't fight with a little girl like Wen Qing. They just stood by and watched, with no intention of trying to stop the fight.

Ye Lin kicked the bench that was blocking his way away and walked to the outskirts of the fight between the women.

"Okay."

No one cares.

"Everyone stop."

The women of the Ye family were obsessed with fighting, and no one paid any attention to Ye Lin.

“Bang!!”

A chair flew out with an afterimage, and with a bang, it hit the wall behind everyone and shattered into pieces in an instant.

A big hole was smashed in the white lime on the wall.

Ye Lin suppressed his anger and said sternly,

"I said, stop it!"

The women who were rolling on the ground were so frightened by Ye Lin smashing the stool that they dared not move.

She froze in place, looking at him bewilderedly.

It was the first time that Jin Fenglian saw such a scary nephew. His eyes looked like he wanted to eat someone.

I was careful when I spoke

"Lin, are we just going to let it go? She deserves to be beaten to death today."

"Otherwise, if we beat her to death, who would we turn to for help?"

That seems to be the truth.

Ye Li was unwilling to give up and wanted to continue beating Wen Qing regardless of the consequences, but was stopped by Ye Xiulan, who dragged her aside together with the bodyguards.

"I'm going to beat her to death! She's the one who killed my Xiao Hai. I want her to pay for Xiao Hai's life!"

Ye Li refused to leave no matter what, and in desperation she bit the bodyguard's wrist that was holding her.

Ye Xiulan picked up a rope from the ground and tied her to the stool temporarily, trying to persuade her.

"I'm sorry, Sister Li. You're emotionally unstable right now. Please bear with it for a while. Wen Qing can't die yet. If she dies, where will we find Xiao Hai?"

Ye Lin ignored them for the time being.

After the women of the Ye family dispersed, Wen Qing, who had been pinned down and beaten for a long time, finally had a chance to catch his breath.

She gasped weakly and tried several times to get up, but her left leg seemed to have cramped, and she failed every time.

Ye Lin didn't have time to waste with her, so he told No. 3,

"Go get her into the chair."

No. 3 confirmed with the young master again that it was spilled on the chair, not in the sink.

Get a knife eye from Ye Lin,

No. 3 dog leg trotted all the way and hurried to pull Wen Qing up, no matter whether her leg was sprained or broken,

If the young master asks you to sit, then you have to sit, and he pushes you hard onto the chair.

Wen Qing was wincing in pain.

Ye Lin irritably pulled open his two collars and looked at the half-dead Wen Qing indifferently.

"Stop pretending. Just tell me yourself while I'm still not ready to fight you."