"Run!" Chen Han shouted to his friends.
When the group of people passed by Wang Dao and his group, they didn't even dare to breathe loudly. They moved in small steps, looking pitiful and weak.
"Hahaha, they all look like rats slinking away in shame!"
Little Fatty burst into laughter, quite loudly. Chen Han and the others heard it, but they didn't dare to get angry or turn around. Instead, they ran even faster.
Han Chengshan took all the money out of the tray, didn't even count it, and handed it all to Wang Dao: "Here you go! Plane tickets, start-up capital, is this enough?"
"Enough!" Wang Dao hurriedly reached out with both hands to take it.
"Actually, I suggest you wait three more days before going back. If they don't come to redeem these watches and jewelry within three days, we'll find a place to sell them for money."
"If you have a lot of money, you shouldn't set up a street stall. It's too dangerous to set up a street stall in Hong Kong. You could rent a shop and open a decent candied hawthorn skewer shop instead."
“Ah, this…” Wang Dao looked at his other brothers.
Unlike in mainland China, street vending in Hong Kong is not subject to fines if you are caught.
But they are gangsters, which gives them a certain natural advantage.
But if you could open a shop, that would be even better; you might even be able to create a popular online store.
Wang Dao felt he had already taken too much money, and it would be too greedy to open another store with the boss's money.
Han Chengshan noticed his concerns and patted him with a smile: "You've already called me boss, so as the boss, I have to give you guys some benefits. Don't feel embarrassed."
"That's right, you guys are pretty good too, you came as soon as Brother Shan gave it to you. You came right away with just one phone call."
Little Fatty actually really wanted these people to stay in the mainland. The feeling of summoning such a group of people with just a phone call was amazing, giving him a kind of illusion of being able to command the wind and rain.
Little Fatty was already imagining: When I become a great scientist, the country will definitely arrange for many people to protect me, and I will be accompanied by more than ten people when I go out. I'll be so domineering!
Wang Dao and his team ultimately decided to wait three more days. If they could open a shop, it would be safer to go back and open another one.
"Boss, we'll send you half of every month's earnings."
"Yes, boss, you've been so good to us. We have no way to repay you. Please don't complain about how much or how little you earn."
"No need," Han Chengshan waved his hand repeatedly.
"Boss, if you won't give us an account number so we can transfer money, then you're looking down on us!"
Do you think our business won't succeed and that we won't make any money?
Han Chengshan waved his hands repeatedly: "I don't have that idea. I'm sure I can make money!"
"Haha, boss, I was just trying to goad you!"
"Boss, we also believe we'll make money, and a lot of money!"
"Boss, if you think highly of us brothers, then accept our kindness. Otherwise, you don't consider us brothers!"
"That's right, boss, if you don't accept us, it means you don't consider us brothers!"
Little Fatty also advised, "Brother Shan, just let them repay you. That way they'll feel at ease. After all, we became friends after a fight in the first place."
"Boss, if you don't accept it, it means you don't forgive us for our previous offenses."
"We've knelt down before you, so please accept our money!"
Seeing that nearly a hundred people were about to kneel, Han Chengshan shouted, "Fine, I'll give you your accounts!"
Throughout the entire process, Han Fei and Hua Chi were secretly watching from the monitoring room, only they kept moving from one monitoring room to another. Now they were in the monitoring room of the real gun stadium.
Hua Chi sighed with emotion, "My apprentice is not only destined to be a leader, but he also has great fortune."
Seeing this, Han Fei was speechless.
Hua Chi didn't answer the phone and wasn't going to become Han Chengshan's wallet, but a bunch of foolish rich kids actually came knocking on his door.
"Old man, my apprentice is incredibly good at conning people. Did he learn it all from you?"
“I never taught any of that.”
"Hehe, you become like the company you keep. Maybe he's been influenced by you, just by what he sees and hears..."
Han Fei stood up: "Farewell."
"Don't go! You're already angry! Old man, you really have a temper! You promised to treat me to dinner, you're not going to stand me up, are you?"
"I'm not in the mood to cook today, bye-bye."
Hua Chi chased after him, saying, "I was just joking. You are vermilion, not ink; you become red because you are near vermilion!"
"You're the pig."
"Uh! Grandpa, I'm bad with words, I'll slap myself!" Hua Chi gently slapped his mouth a few times: "Please forgive me!"
Han Fei glanced at him: "You have no sincerity at all. At least knock out one of your teeth to show sincerity."
Hua Chi grinned, reached out and took out a false tooth, placed it in his palm, and then gently patted his cheek, pretending to be in pain: "Grandpa, look, I lost a tooth, but it's all out of sincerity!"
Han Fei's lips twitched.
He was thinking, how did the third brother become so good at deceiving people? He must have learned it all from this flirtatious butterfly!
Han Fei quickened his pace and disappeared around the corner without a trace.
Huachi was utterly astonished.
He—Xiao's right-hand man, the second-in-command of the assassin organization—had actually lost track of a lame old man!
Although the old man was wearing specially made shoes and walked briskly, making it almost impossible to detect his leg ailment, as an assassin, his observation skills were extremely sharp, and the old man's minor flaws could not be hidden.
However, he lost track of them!
...
The police station, brightly lit under the cover of night, exudes a tense atmosphere in every corner.
Despite the fact that the police had obtained information from multiple informants, revealing the sinister motives of the mastermind, and had placed the boy under tight guard, fate intervened at three in the morning.
The boy had vanished right under their noses!
The police captain, his face ashen, angrily questioned the officers on duty: "With such tight security, how could you still lose someone! How can I believe you're not guilty?"
The officers looked at each other, their hearts filled with guilt and helplessness.
They were acutely aware of the responsibility they bore, yet they failed to protect that boy. At this moment, their eyes revealed deep self-reproach and regret.
However, no matter how much they struggled internally, the fact remained: the boy had vanished.
"Detain them all, and first, strip them of their police uniforms!"
"Captain, we're not the traitors!"
"Captain, I won't take off this police uniform!"
"I finally got into police academy, I'm not taking my clothes off!"
"Take them off, all of you! If the investigation proves you're all innocent, I'll put them on for you myself!"
"Uh, really, there's no need for that..."
"You don't need to wear it, let the policewoman wear it for us!"
"Alright! As long as you're okay with it, I'll order her to put it on you!"
The six police officers guarding the teenagers then reluctantly took off their uniforms.
...
In a beef noodle restaurant, a young boy sat like a statue, not daring to move.
The man beside him had a gun concealed in his sleeve. At that moment, the muzzle was pressed tightly against the boy's waist.
The man opposite them was wolfing down his noodles.
"Can't you eat faster?" the man next to the boy urged impatiently.
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