Alley Encounter

Wu Hongfeng catapulted his head and left, in the afternoon of the same day that he broke the emerald bracelet by mistake, he was fired by the boss, and even his cousin uncle Li shopkeeper, also implicated, no longer the usual arrogant and rude, began to clip the tail to do people.

As for matters related to Wu compensation, Zhao Rui does not know how it was finally dealt with, but it is estimated that Wu Hongfeng will be very bad.

With one less guy looking for trouble, Zhao Rui's situation at Bessemer's Bet was immediately much better, and his mood was also much more relaxed.

That morning, Zhao Rui rode his bicycle and wandered off to work.

When he passed through an alley that he usually traveled, he suddenly saw four strong men in the middle of the alley, blocking an old man in the corner.

The strong man at the head, wearing a straight suit, hair parted, combed shiny, but still can not hide the body of the rogue temperament.

The old man was in his sixties, his beard and hair were a bit white and disheveled, obviously not carefully combed, his clothes were wrinkled, and he didn't know how long he hadn't ironed them.

When Zhao Rui went to work, he had been on the road and met this old man a few times, as if he lived in the neighborhood, but he didn't really know much about the rest of the situation.

"Hey, old man Xiang, the 150,000 dollars you owe us, you should also pay it back." The oil head man at the head, rushed toward the old man, said viciously.

"I ... I'm in a tight spot right now, not that much." To the old man leaned against the wall, whispered, "Can you guys grace a few more days?"

"No money you still go to gamble? Yesterday, my little brother, saw you enter the Vinnie Hotel!" The oil-headed man became furious, spitting and spraying old man Xiang's face, "Are you intent on reneging on your debt?"

"No! Not! I ... I really don't have any money!" To the old man shivered and hastily defended, "I just had a momentary itch yesterday, went in to gamble two, not much money, only two or three thousand dollars, really not much money."

"Two or three thousand is not money?" The oil-headed man's voice was stern, "Today two or three thousand, tomorrow two or three thousand, adding up is not more! Old man Xiang, I think you are simply impatient, even dare to rely on my account! If I don't give you some color today, you really think that I, Yong, am easy to bully!"

After saying that, he waved his hand and ordered towards his men, "Take his two fingers and chop them off for me!"

"Yes! Brother Yong!"

The three burly men were like hungry tigers pouncing on a sheep, pressing Old Man Xiang to death against the wall, then took out their knives and prepared to strike.

Old man Xiang panicked and begged loudly, "Brother Yong! Brother Yong! I beg you to give me a few more days of grace, I'll pay you back as soon as I get the money. Just a few more days!"

"Return?" Brother Yong grinned and said disdainfully, "What are you going to pay back with?"

"I ... I'll think of something, think of something."

Yong frowned, as if he suddenly remembered something, said, "I heard that you seem to have a piece of heirloom treasure in your hand that was passed down from some ancestor, called ... the Dragon Tail Jade Saucer, right? You bring that thing to me to see, if it is worth money, this account of yours will be canceled."

"Ah? Dragon Tail Jade Disk?" Old man Xiang's face changed slightly and he quickly shook his head, "No, no. Brother Yong, I can give you anything, but not this thing. This is our Xiang Family's ancestral possession, it has been passed down for an unknown number of generations. If I take it to cover my debt, then I am really ashamed of the Xiang Family's ancestors, I can't, absolutely can't!"

Yong was furious and kicked Old Man Xiang heavily, "You even ran away with your wife and children, what valuable things do you have at home besides the Dragon Tail Jade Disk to pay off your debt? Let me tell you, Old Man Xiang! If you don't bring me the Dragon Tail Jade Disk, I will immediately chop off two of your fingers!"

Old Man Xiang shivered, his face shifting in color and uncertainty.

After a while, he suddenly clenched his teeth together, crossed his heart, and said loudly, "Alright! Fine! You guys just chop it! I'll definitely find a way to return the money to you guys, but the Dragon Tail Jade Disk, it's definitely not going to be taken out!"

Brother Yong froze slightly, not expecting Old Man Xiang to be so tough.

His eyes showed a fierce light as he glared at Old Man Xiang, and only after a long while did he pop out a sentence from between his teeth, "Fine! I'll give you three more days! Tell, old man Xiang, if you don't return it by then. Then it won't be a matter of two fingers. I'd rather fucking not have this money, and I'll throw you into the sea to feed the fish! Do you understand me!"

Old man Xiang originally thought that he was definitely going to be bled today, but now that he heard that it didn't seem to have gotten to that point, he couldn't help but be overjoyed and nodded his head in a hurry, saying, "Understood."

Brother Yong waved his hand, the three burly men then let go of Old Man Xiang, pushed him forward and cursed, "Get lost!"

Old man Xiang staggered forward several steps before he could stand still, he turned around, accompanied by a smiling face, to the four men of Brother Yong, bent down and thanked, "Thank you Brother Yong! Thank you Brother Yong! I will definitely return the money in a few days."

After saying that, he left the alley in a trot.

"Big brother, we just let him go?" A henchman looked on, and Brother Yong asked.

"Or else what?" Brother Yong lit a cigarette, took a hard drag, and asked rhetorically, "The dead old man has already gone out of his way just now. Even if he chopped off two of his fingers, he still wouldn't hand over the Dragon Tail Jade Disk.

This old man is sixty to seventy years old, his body is still not good, make him too hard, in case he can't stand it and hangs up, that's a trouble. What we want is the Dragon Tail Jade Disk, not a human life!"

"But, weren't we a bit too soft just now? We should at least push him again."

"Don't push too hard at first, slowly add fire to him." Yong exhaled a smoke ring and smiled, "Besides, Old Man Xiang's gambling addiction is getting bigger and bigger, he'll have to export that Dragon Tail Jade Disk sooner or later. Let's just wait it out though."

"What kind of treasure is the Dragon Tail Jade Disk anyway? Is it worth a lot of money? Brother Yong."

"Don't know."

"Don't know?" All three of Brother Yong's men felt surprised.

Brother Yong leaned against the wall and tilted his head, smoking a cigarette while saying, "The Dragon Tail Jade Disk is something that Wang Da Xian has his eye on, so it should be worth money. If it wasn't for Wang Daxian's guarantee that he wanted us to lend the debt to Old Man Xiang, who the hell would lend money to this greaseless old bastard?"

"Wang Da Xian?" The three big men were taken aback at the same time, "Is it that Feng Shui gentleman Wang Da Xian, the most expensive one in Lotus Island?"

"Who else but him." A hint of triumph appeared on Brother Yong's face, the astonished expressions of his subordinate brothers made him enjoy himself.

Because, Wang Da Xian was not an ordinary fortune teller, the art of Feng Shui was extremely profound, second to none in Lotus Island, and in the Feng Shui world, he had an extremely high reputation.

This Wang Da Xian is not only skillful in the art of Feng Shui, but also good at business, and actually climbed into a relationship with the Hu family, one of the three major families in Lotus Island.

When the Hu family built the Pooh Resort, they also asked Wang Da Xian to explore the feng shui as a reference.

As a result, Wang Da Xian's reputation has been greatly shaken, and now he has become one of the top Feng Shui masters in the Feng Shui industry of Lotus Island.

Now, Da Xian Wang was in and out of the rich and powerful families, and had no friends with any white men. Ordinary citizens simply could not afford to ask him to look at feng shui, nor could they afford to do so.

For Yong and these small people at the bottom, being able to work for Wang Da Xian was an honor in addition to money.

After all, Wang Da Xian had quite extensive connections in the upper class, and also had dealings with the Hu Clan.

If things were done well, making people happy and lifting them up, they might be able to soar one day.

"Tsk, I can't imagine that even Wang Daxian asked our Brother Yong to do something. Brother Yong's weight is getting bigger and bigger now!" A henchman smiled and flattered.

"Less flattering." Brother Yong laughed and scolded, but his heart was comfortable, "This matter that Wang Da Xian has explained, make sure you do it well, it will be of great benefit to us, do you understand?"

"Understood, understood."

The crowd of henchmen nodded their heads in succession and said in a chorus:

"Since Immortal Wang has taken a fancy to that Dragon Tail Jade Disk, it must be a treasure, even if Old Man Xiang's mouth is tight, we have to pick it out of his mouth."

"That's for sure. Old man Xiang actually has that kind of treasure in his hands, it's really unexpected."

"After we get our hands on it, we'll have to take a good look at what kind of treasure the Dragon Tail Jade Disk is that makes even Wang Da Xian's heart flutter."

"Hehehe ... If it's really very valuable, Brother Yong, then why don't we just keep it for ourselves."

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As these few people were talking, Zhao Rui had already pedaled his bicycle and slowly swung over from that end of the alley.

The four people closed their mouths at the same time, making a way, standing against the wall on both sides, holding cigarettes, tilting their heads, each glaring menacingly at Zhao Rui, their gazes full of vigilance and hostility.

If other people, I'm afraid that they would have been scared, speed up, and hurry to leave this dangerous place.

Zhao Rui, however, turned a blind eye and continued to pedal unhurriedly, brushing past the four people.

Out of the alley, Zhao Rui turned a corner, on the road, and soon merged into the traffic, everything seems to be the same as usual.

Only, in Zhao Rui's heart, he had already memorized the conversation between Yong and the others.