Great Entrepreneur of the Universe

Chapter 167 We don’t have to work

A few minutes later, the buffet banquet was on a certain floor of the building.

Tsukamoto Eiji howled and cursed angrily, "Wang Bao, you are going too far!"

The one who was howling miserably with Eiji-san was a young white man. This guy was being slapped one after another by Tony. Tony was slapping and cursing, "You don't have martial ethics when you hit the street, do you? Rings and leather shoes will shine, right?" ?”

"See what you can do!"

Ahu, on the other hand, was eager to try, "Brother, are you happy with the fight? It's my turn, it's my turn!"

There is no doubt about the fighting ability of Tony and Ahu, but they suffered some losses when they tried to teach this white guy a lesson before. No one expected that this guy could show off his equipment while watching a bare-handed fight.

The rings and leather shoes on your hands will suddenly flash, which can blind your opponent's eyes.

Ah Hu suffered a big loss. He was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he also had a lot of nosebleeds.

As for the female bodyguard, she shivered on one side. This woman was also very skilled, but she was killed quickly. After losing her combat effectiveness, she was ignored by several super-powerful thugs.

When the war officially begins, no one will have the psychological burden of not being able to hit women.

But after the beating, they would not deliberately stare at the woman and beat her.

………………

Half an hour later.

Tsukamoto Eiji was still howling miserably, "Wang Bao, you are going too far to bully others!"

The white bodyguard was lame and had a broken arm, lying in the corner humming stupidly.

Ah Zha smiled and handed Wang Bao a big cigar, "Brother Bao, you can beat him for as many hours as you like, but don't cripple him. If he is lame and his arms and legs are broken, it will be difficult for him to walk."

There are still many strong men on the road who plan to kidnap Eiji Tsukamoto and continue blackmailing him.

If Ying Er-san can walk smoothly, it will be easier for him to do things.

Wang Bao took a deep breath of smoke, "I know, it's appropriate, but now I really envy Mr. Liang's ability to separate muscles and bones. It's so cool to take care of people without leaving any serious sequelae."

"It would be great if I learned those things."

Tony said happily, "If you want to learn that, you have to have an in-depth study of Chinese medicine, right? You can't learn it by practicing boxing and standing stances."

"By the way, are you familiar with Cao Nan and Chen Yiyuan, Brother Bao? We will be promoting the market in the future, going to Toronto, Vancouver, etc., and we still need some introducers."

They are all salesmen for the FaRuXue Hair Growth Liquid Group, but the three brothers are responsible for the North American and Montana markets.

Wang Bao exhaled another breath of smoke, "It's a small matter, take care of it for me, help me get the cigar, I'll punch him a few times."

………………

Two hours later, the buffet upstairs was over, and almost everyone left.

Tsukamoto Eiji was still groaning miserably, but his voice was a little weak, "Wang Bao, tell me, why did you let me go? I have never provoked you..."

Eiji really wanted to cry to death. He was still in Tokyo yesterday. When he heard that his grandfather was kidnapped, he hurriedly flew to Hong Kong Island to help. Before he came, he knew that Wang Shouliang of Hong Kong Island was not a gangster, but he could establish rules on the island. , open order.

If his grandfather wants to come back safely, it's one thing whether he pays the ransom or not. It's another thing how he takes revenge afterwards. As long as he can come back alive...

As long as he, Eiji, can visit Ryoye and make peace, no matter who the kidnapper is, he has to give face, right? So today, at the celebration banquet held by Minke Group to celebrate the launch of the satellite TV station, he threw money and the silver bullet attack sneaked in.

Why did he get killed by Wang Bao like this? ?

He now wonders if the murderer behind the kidnapping case is named Wang, but it is a bit unreasonable. Wang Shouliang started from scratch, cleanly and legally created the Melatonin Group with a market value of more than 130 billion Hong Kong dollars, and moved to Hong Kong Electric to become the chairman of the New Ten Billion Group.

Now Minke, as the news spreads, the market value of Minke will increase from several billion to 20 to 30 billion, or even 40 to 50 billion Hong Kong dollars. A satellite TV station really has this magic.

As long as a few more communication satellites are launched, this satellite TV will be able to cover Hong Kong, Macau, Thailand and South Korea.

In addition, the Fa Ruxue Group hidden under the water is about to explode.

At this time, Wang Shouliang was all looking for Hong Kong Island's second billionaire. He had never done anything illegal before, so why would he mess with his grandfather for a mere 5 million?

There is no reason for Mr. Wang to lower his status for a mere 5 million ransom.

Are you talking about the dump truck gang and the testicular removal maniacs? Those were all actions taken by Mr. Wang and Gui Lao outside the law and could not be included in serious daily life.

Mediterranean gangsters? Isn’t it funny to say it? What they did in Hong Kong was that Boxing King Xing, Vulture and others were robbing themselves, just for fun... and they quickly handed over their younger brothers to take the blame.

Eiji was still weeping and begging to be let go. Wang Bao raised his hand to check the time and slapped Eiji again, "It's still early, we don't have to stay up all night. Let's try to get you to the emergency room before the midnight snack at 12 o'clock."

Tony squatted on the ground eating steak, glanced at the ghost bodyguard who had lost his voice in the corner but was still breathing, and complained, "After that guy broke his leg and was not saved in time, he should be permanently disabled, right? He deserves it, let him fight Don’t talk about martial ethics.”

Ahu was also drinking. He took a sip of wine and nodded with satisfaction, "I think his little idea is pretty good. I will try one for myself in the future."

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The royal residence in Pengcheng.

When Wang Shouliang returned home, it was already sunset. He saw Qiao Yicheng and He Wenyuan holding the four-month-old Tietou and greeting Qiao Sanli. Mr. Wang also smiled and waved, "Yicheng is here, residence. Are the arrangements ready?"

Qiao Yicheng nodded quickly, "It's done. I bought the villa we rented before. No matter how we work and live in Nandu in the future, it will be good to have Wenyuan and Tietou spend the warm winter together."

It has lasted until mid-May.

Qiao Yicheng and Song Qingyuan helped collect stock subscription certificates, with the goal of allowing Zhou Zuer and Jiang Yunyun to earn 100 million each in this wave of wealth games.

Once you've collected enough, you'll stop.

Qiao Yicheng has collected a quota of 90 million for himself, and he has plenty of wealth to distribute. It is not difficult to buy a small villa in the early s.

When Qiao Simei ran over to deliver the fruit plate, Wang Shouliang took a bite and said with a smile, "Now that the TV station is operational, we are just waiting to start. You are my brother-in-law. It may be dangerous if you go to Hong Kong Island."

"I have stopped taking Sanli and Simei to work on Hong Kong Island recently. I am not afraid of ten thousand, just in case."

Qiao Yicheng laughed, "It's okay, as long as I can bring two bodyguards, I'm not afraid of small risks. You are taking care of me, and I am definitely worthy of it."

Speaking of which, as a person born in the 60s who grew up in a simple and honest environment, Qiao Yicheng is really not afraid of trouble even though he is usually fair and elegant.

Interviewing news about various black factories and black mining factories, he often encountered big scenes while running on the front line.

Qiao Simei also interjected, "Yes, my eldest brother is still very courageous. He is used to seeing big scenes in the mainland. I feel that Hong Kong society has the style of a dynamic group, and that's it..."

Qiao Yicheng added, "Not to mention Qingyuan, he has been receiving military training since he was a child." Mr. Wang nodded, "That's OK, the TV station is still under construction, and it will be a few months, or half a year, before it is officially launched. At this stage, we are recruiting a variety of systematic talents. You and Qingyuan can get the work visas and you can assist in the operation this month."

"I will arrange six helpers for you two, including translators who understand Cantonese, but the most important thing is to protect your safety."

Qiao Yicheng and Song Qingyuan participated in building a satellite TV from scratch, radiating to East and Southeast Asia. Even if they just watched and watched more, this resume would be of great help to them.

The next moment, Mr. Wang asked curiously, "Qingyuan didn't come with you? If he did, come and have dinner with us tonight. It's a family banquet."

Qiao Yicheng joked, "He is a little embarrassed, but if you call him now, you have already spoken, and he will definitely come."

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Mr. Wang's TV station project is running smoothly. With the lights shining at night, Stanley also welcomes a group of new guests.

The remaining backbone of the Scythe team, headed by Hilton, Carl, Freddy, etc., were all either slightly injured or disabled and were escorted over in handcuffs and shackles.

This group of people was also dispersed and pushed into different prison cells.

The only lucky one among the crowd was the orphan warrior Karl. He was assigned to the prison next door where a group of dump truck drivers, including the Gray Wolf team, lived.

After Karl came in, he went through a brief process and carried the quilt and basin to his bunk. Dozens of other Chinese prisoners were also looking at him with various eyes.

He is the only white man in the whole prison...

Karl was still thinking about what his future life would be like, when he saw Hall and Stoker, as well as Wang Fugui and Lan Guiqing coming from the prison next door, each holding a big cigar in his mouth.

The two Halls looked at Karl for more than ten seconds, and Hall stretched out his hand to say hello, "Karl, your team has also pounced??"

Carl, "..."

Carl looked around suspiciously, and then found that dozens of Chinese prisoners in the same cell were greeting Wang Fugui and Lan Guiqing with a smile, shouting "San San Ge", "Qing Ge", "Qing Ye", their postures were humble and anxious. .

But Karl didn't understand. He just wondered why he could only stay in prison when it was almost time to go to bed while Hall and Stocker could not only walk around in the corridor at will, but also smoke cigars. ?

Wang Fugui made a move, and a prison guard came to open the door of the main prison.

Lao Wang led Lan Guiqing into the door, took out two packs of cigarettes and started to smoke.

Hall and Stock also walked to Karl's bed, "Karl, you are missing one too? Seeing that you are also missing one makes me happy..."

Carl, "..."

Karl was stunned for dozens of seconds. It wasn't until Wang Fugui came over to help him disperse the cigarette that he said, "What do you mean?"

Hall patted Karl's shoulder hard and said, "It's not interesting. They are all grown men, good at skills and strong in action. One less heart will not affect the future. By the way, how many years have you been sentenced?"

Karl shrugged, "Five years."

Stoker was surprised, "The eight of us in the Gray Wolf team are all serving one-year sentences. If they are useful and come to our place, they can still go out and do something."

Carl, "..."

Why are they all so different when they are all in jail? ? I am afraid of comparison in everything.

There are 15 people in the Scythe team, 12 men and 3 women. So far, 6 people have been reincarnated, and only 9 people are left alive. The more unlucky Freddy was shot twice and still relies on a wheelchair to move around.

Those caught were sentenced to a minimum of 3 years and a maximum of 9 years!

Karl was still silent, and Stork patted Karl on the shoulder again, "Now, I have realized that we are in the wrong industry. Let's not talk about other things. Let's talk about yesterday's kidnapping case of the president of Tsukamoto Group. , the macho man extorted HK$5 million, which is also US$6500 million."

"Just this one job is worth the many orders we have received before? How much risk do we take? Hey, men are afraid of getting into the wrong industry!"

Carl once again doubted life.

Wang Fugui smiled and interjected, "Don't worry, as long as you know how to behave, you may one day find an opportunity to play your role. By then, being in jail will be more comfortable than living in a mansion."

He spoke in English. Karl understood and was even more speechless. God, being in jail is more comfortable than living in a mansion. Is that possible?

Wang Fugui smiled mysteriously and said no more.

After all, if you stay for a long time, you will understand everything.

There are still 9 members of the Scythe team left, and their strength is actually not bad, but compared with the Gray Wolf, the nature of this team is still different.

There is a little misunderstanding between Gray Wolf and Liang Ye, but there is no big grudge. They just need to be hung up with medicinal wine. Sooner or later, the eight people in jail will figure it out, build their own psychology, and work for Liang Ye.

Without medicinal wine, they would not be normal men.

In the future, in order to be stronger and more confident than normal men, you will have to compete for performance as long as you keep it.

After all, six of the Scythe team died, and the remaining nine people are in jail. It still needs more excitement!

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When a new day comes, the Stanley radio wake-up call sounds, and the prisoners in the large prison cells or single cells all wake up, start washing themselves, and wait to line up for meals.

After Carl finished cleaning hard and walked to the cafeteria hanging at the end, he unexpectedly saw Hall and Stocker yawning out of the prison, as leisurely as old men taking a walk after a meal.

Karl asked doubtfully, "Hall, are you so slow? Aren't you afraid that you will be late and have nothing to eat?"

Hall walked to the public washroom and said, "It's okay. We can eat whenever we want."

Karl looked suspiciously at the many Chinese prisoners running eagerly ahead. A big question mark flashed in his mind. The next moment he said again, "By the way, I have been assigned to the laundry room. Where do you work?"

"Ma's prison is indeed a sweatshop. The daily wages are pitifully low, but the tasks are so numerous and heavy."

The prisoners were paid from their daily jobs in Stanley, and of course they were able to buy food and drink!

Do you think eating in the cafeteria every day is free? A pack of cigarettes here is many times more expensive than outside, and the same goes for other supplies.

It can only be said that the laundry room is a big steamer every summer, because Carl was kicked to pieces by an elite bodyguard. The situation was quite serious, and the surgery was not too timely... It has been a week since the surgery, and he still has a lot of difficulty walking. of inconvenience.

As a white man, he was alone among a large group of Chinese prisoners and would be isolated. Naturally, he wanted to find more similar people and the warmth of being together.

How I wish I could work with Hall and Stocker.

Otherwise, many of his colleagues don’t understand English, and when he wants to talk to someone, he can’t speak like a duck.

Stoker looked at Hall blankly, then at Karl who looked forward to it, and shrugged, "We don't have to work."

Karl's eyes widened with disbelief on his face!

(End of this chapter)