Chapter 197 Waiting for Xiaochi
In front of a warehouse five kilometers away from Qinghe Lane, more than a dozen trucks were parked haphazardly around.
The truck was already more than half loaded with steel.
Old Cheng and a group of drivers squatted on the ground, with two middle-aged men guarding them.
Old Cheng pleaded almost every few minutes, but to no avail.
The next second, he suddenly stood up!
Hey! What are you doing!
The middle-aged man next to him reacted quickly and immediately took him hostage!
No one expected that Lao Cheng, who had always appeared timid, would suddenly erupt.
Brother Liu wasn't surprised. He's an honest man; if you push him too hard, he'll eventually explode. He had already anticipated that.
He immediately scoffed, "Press him down and give him a couple of punches to teach him a lesson."
But as soon as he finished speaking, the man who had taken Lao Cheng hostage was kicked hard!
Immediately afterwards, his wrist was grabbed and forcefully pulled down!
The man immediately let out a scream.
"Brother Liu, how come this guy is so good at fighting?!"
Old Cheng had a face that was red and swollen from being beaten, and he looked like a coward, but when he beat someone up, every move was deadly!
They seem to attack randomly, but each time they manage to "accidentally" strike their vital points.
Joints, neck, belly—not one was left out.
Brother Liu had a vague feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
After all, a middle-aged man who has lost all his wealth is bound to have some offensive power when he suddenly erupts.
The most important thing right now is to get this batch of goods, so he quickly instructed: "You two go and help him out, the rest of you keep moving the goods!"
But after he finished speaking, the remaining drivers seemed to be encouraged by Lao Cheng's words!
"Brothers, they outnumber us, but we outnumber them too, let's fight them!"
The next second, they were locked in a flurry of punches and kicks!
Brother Liu immediately cursed under his breath: "Quick! Hold these guys down!"
"Stop moving! Stop moving!"
The scene immediately descended into chaos.
A few minutes later, Lao Cheng took the opportunity to be punched, rolled backward, and rolled out of the battlefield.
It was pitch black all around, with only the car headlights casting a dim light. No one noticed whether someone was missing or someone was extra.
When the police arrived, they found the scene in complete chaos, with people shouting incessantly and the drivers mostly pinned to the ground and being beaten.
Police immediately fired warning shots!
"Don't move!"
"Not only did you steal goods, you also took people hostage and beat them. You guys are truly lawless!"
The gunshot rang out, and then all around fell into dead silence.
...
On the other side, as soon as Lao Cheng reached the roadside, a car immediately drove up to pick him up.
The car sped all the way to Baiyang Road.
Baiyang Road is right next to Qinghe Lane, and the surveillance cameras along the way were smashed along the way.
Two hundred meters from Baijia Shipyard is an open-air parking lot for large vehicles. At this moment, more than a dozen trucks are parked blatantly at the intersection.
Old Cheng got out of the car and walked straight over.
"Uncle Cheng! You're here!"
Cheng Sangsang quickly ran over, looking apologetically at the redness and swelling on his face: "I'm sorry, Uncle Cheng, I've made you suffer."
Old Cheng waved his hand dismissively: "This little injury is like a scrape, nothing to worry about."
Having shed the cowardly air he'd been putting on for half the night, he now exudes a bold and imposing aura, even in his middle age.
The Cheng family started their fortune by mining in the first three generations, so they were called nouveau riche by the people of Hong Kong, and their behavior was also quite unrestrained.
Old Cheng followed Uncle Cheng for over twenty years, often going down into the mines and up the mountains with him in his younger years. This caused him to develop some health problems, and he retired a few years ago.
I was temporarily requisitioned by Cheng Sangsang to play this role.
After he finished speaking, he looked precisely at Tu Yao, a scrutinizing glint in his eyes.
So much happened tonight.
Not only did they create chaos and successfully transport the materials away, they are now preparing to shift the blame to the Bai family.
And most importantly...
By taking hostages and stealing a large quantity of goods, the nature of tonight's robbery has escalated to a new level.
This is equivalent to sending a message to the outside world.
—These illegal immigrants and gangsters are not content to be confined to Qinghe Lane and have already become a significant threat to society.
In the long run, a major cleanup is bound to be launched in Qinghe Lane in the future.
Even if it was just a spark, it was indeed ignited tonight by the two girls, Tu Yao and Cheng Sangsang.
This three-birds-with-one-stone strategy was entirely devised by the child in front of us.
Old Cheng remembered that he had met Tu Yao before. She used to be quite clever, but like Chu Man, she had a sinister air about her.
But now, he really does look like a child from the Chiang family.
Is amnesia really that powerful?
The next second, his eyes sharpened and carried a hint of intimidation, and he deliberately exuded a fierce and menacing aura.
"Hello."
Tu Yao smiled and extended her hand: "Hello, Uncle."
Old Cheng raised an eyebrow. Not scared?
That's true. Someone this smart must be quite bold too.
He shook hands with him, then looked away at the materials still loaded on the truck.
Why haven't these goods been moved down yet?
Isn't the goal to shift the blame?
Tu Yao shook her head: "No need to move them. Just take off the license plates from the Bai family's trucks and drive them away, then put those license plates on our trucks and drive in."
Old Cheng: ?
This kid... one thing leads to another, a feint followed by a switcheroo.
He's quite good at military strategy, without putting in any effort.
Seeing that Lao Cheng didn't react, Tu Yao blinked and added, "Uncle Cheng, don't worry. Before we came, we checked the model of the Bai family's truck and specially arranged the same truck. With the license plate changed, it won't be noticeable."
Old Cheng's eyes were complicated: "...You've thought of things quite thoroughly and conveniently."
He quickly said, "Let's begin!"
...
During the break between changing cars, Tu Yao looked up and suddenly asked, "Uncle Cheng, Sang Sang told me that you've been with the Cheng family for many years."
Old Cheng was taken aback, then turned around. "Yes, what's wrong?"
Tu Yao pointed ahead: "Uncle Cheng, is this the Bai family's shipyard?"
Two hundred meters away, although it was pitch black, the gilded "white" character above reflected light.
She seemed to be asking questions humbly.
Old Cheng: "Yes, the Bai family owns several shipyards. I remember that the shipyard mainly does ship modification. A few months ago, they just finished modifying a batch of prototype ships and evacuated a group of employees."
The Bai family has been dealing with a lot of big and small issues lately, and new policies for shipping have been introduced frequently. With no one taking care of the factory, it looks like it has gone bankrupt.
"Ship modification? What kind of modifications are usually made?"
Old Cheng: "These are all cargo ships. Shock absorption, noise reduction, operating speed, and space are the most basic requirements."
Tu Yao confirmed it again. "It was just renovated a few months ago, and then nobody took care of it."
Old Cheng: "Yes."
After he finished speaking, Lao Cheng's eyelids twitched, and he had a sense of vigilance: "Why are you asking this?"
Tu Yao smiled and said, "Just asking."
Two seconds later, Tu Yao asked again, "Uncle Cheng, you seem to know a lot of things."
Will you be staying at the Cheng family's house for the next few days?
Old Cheng's eyelids twitched again: "So... what else do you want to ask me?"
Tu Yao smiled again: "It's gone now."
Old Cheng: ……
I have this feeling of being watched.
...
Half an hour later, all the trucks had been replaced. Watching the drivers drive away the Bai family's trucks one by one, Cheng Sangsang's eyes reddened instantly, and she felt a great sense of relief.
The fire she started was eventually extinguished by more than half.
Cheng Sangsang turned around and said, "Tu Xiaomao, it's late, let's go home!"
Tu Yao shook her head: "You guys go first, I'll wait a little longer."
"Wait for what?"
Tu Yao glanced at the time, "...wait for Xiao Chi."
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