A group of tourists from mainland China were taking photos in front of Cheung Tze-keung's house. They were worried that no one would know who they came from, but now that someone had come to support them, and it was a reporter, of course they had to talk about it. One man said loudly, "Yes, yes, he is my fellow townsman."
The reporter asked, "Would you like to come in and visit your fellow villagers?"
The reporter could only vaguely understand the man's Mandarin, but Cheung Tze-keung could.
So he deliberately said loudly, "The former Cheung Tze-keung, a great hero, is now a big coward."
Another person said, "It's embarrassing. The news has even reached his hometown, and all the villagers know about it."
Another person added, "In mainland China, this kind of person would be smashed in two peanuts and his brains would be splattered out."
As they gradually crossed the police line, a policeman stomped his foot and shouted, "Back up!"
A group of mainland Chinese quickly retreated, but as soon as the police left, they crowded around again.
Zhang Zi's eyes were cold and sharp as he peered through the crack in the door at the group of fellow villagers who had suddenly appeared. He was furious.
But these fellow villagers had a kind of naivety bordering on stupidity and foolishness; instead of leaving, they lingered at the door and started chatting.
Some people say, "Zhang Ziqiang has brought honor to us Guangxi people; he even has police guarding his door."
But others said, "He's just a nobody. If he really wanted to be awesome, he should have taken his money and flown far away."
Some people said, "He's still a bit lacking. If it were Bai Baoshan, Wei Zhenhai, or Tian Jianming, none of them would have ended up like him, getting shot. It seems our Guangxi fellow Zhang Ziqiang is still not up to par."
There's a saying that goes, "When someone is so shameful, they've lost face to their grandparents' house."
As a native of Guangxi who came to Hong Kong with his father at the age of 8 to make his way in the world, Cheung Tze-keung was proud of his hometown and always felt that his hometown should be proud of him. However, his fellow villagers from Jiangxi thought he was a coward.
And what about Bai Baoshan, Wei Zhenhai, Tian Jianming, and all those other guys? Have they ever seen an AK? Have they ever gone head-to-head with the bodyguards of the richest man's family? Zhang Ziqiang was not convinced. He peeked through the crack in the door, wishing he could raise his gun and shoot them all down.
This group, which appeared to be a tour group, was actually comprised of reporters from various newspapers across the country.
They came here specifically to take photos and conduct interviews after hearing that a notorious gangster like Bai Baoshan and Tian Jianming had emerged in Hong Kong.
Chen Rou will pay for this trip and interview. After they return, they can publicize Zhang Ziqiang extensively and make him famous in mainland China ahead of time. Then, when he is killed by Chen Ke and his gang, Chen Ke and his gang will also become famous.
In mainland China during that era, there was a kind of hostility from the proletariat towards the wealthy class in Hong Kong.
In their eyes, Cheung Tze-keung was a hero if he succeeded in robbing money, and a coward if he failed.
Everyone called him a bear, and if his wife hadn't stopped him, Cheung Tze-keung would have rushed out immediately.
Once the desired effect is achieved, Chen Rou can leave.
Of course, since Nie Yao came all this way, they had to meet and have a meal together.
Song Yuanchao went over to stop people, while Nie Han waved from the other side, both calling for help.
But Nie Yao, with his stubborn nature, stood there motionless.
It wasn't until Song Yuanchao said, "Second Master, A-Yuan is here too. You're his second uncle. Go and see the child."
Nie Yao seemed to be touched at this moment and said, "So his name really is Nie Shenyuan?"
Song Yuanchao was unaware that of the four names, A Yuan's name was chosen by Nie Yao, so he just gave a vague "hmm".
As for how smart and cute A Yuan is, how pretty his little face is, how fat or thin he is, and even, according to Wang Baodao, how he has a magical skill of walking on his butt, Nie Yao has actually heard all of these things.
He didn't have many friends on the mainland, but whenever Chen Ke and the others finished their shifts and went back, they liked to sit with him for a while.
But Nie Yao didn't actually like listening to those things because he disliked children, hated their uncontrollable screams and annoying wailing. However, he was quite curious about A Yuan's appearance, since he was Chen Rou's son.
He had always felt that she should have a daughter, a daughter as gentle and beautiful as she had been.
If so, Nie Yao would most likely like it.
He had always liked girls like Chen Rou from the past, but when he saw a little boy, he would always think of Nie Zhao when he was a child, who always had a furrowed brow, was melancholy, gloomy, and dejected, and was someone you didn't want to approach.
He guessed that since A Yuan was Nie Zhao's son, he must have been similar to his father when he was young.
So even though he got on the bus, he didn't intend to stay long. He just wanted to sit for a bit, say hello to Nie Han, and then leave.
But as soon as he closed the car door and turned around, he saw a little guy with a round, chubby face.
He had never seen a child with eyes like this little one's. His eyelids were thin, and his eyes were big and round with almost no whites, only black grape-like pupils that were as bright as stars.
Nie Han was teasing him, and he was grinning, showing off his four tiny, rice-grain-sized teeth.
Chen Rou, who was in the passenger seat and was still wearing sunglasses, took them off and asked with a smile, "Is my son handsome?"
Nie Yao nodded sincerely: "It is indeed beautiful."
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