Hong Kong: When the Wind Rises Again

Chapter 291 The goods want to go, but I don’t want to give the money
The sky was overcast, and big raindrops fell from the sky on the water that covered the soles of the shoes, causing water splashes everywhere.

The Mercedes-Benz wipers were working frequently, and the wheels pressed through the water, causing a series of sprays.

"Boss."

Big D controlled the car and looked up at Wu Zhihui in the rearview mirror: "I'm telling you, don't underestimate Liu Yuhu."

"I asked about his situation in prison, and I don't know how this kid did it. He can get the hard currency cigarettes in the prison, and he is doing well in the prison."

"In the past few years when he was in charge of the prison, he had a good relationship with many people in the community. It was nothing more than his cigarettes."

"Ha ha."

Wu Zhihui looked at the pouring rain outside: "It seems that this guy is a genius at smuggling. I'm also a little curious about how he did it."

He raised his eyebrows and looked at Big D in front of him: "You think, what if we take care of Miao Qingshan and then let Liu Zuohu take charge of this smuggling route for us?"

Wu Zhihui touched the investigative information about Liu Zuohu on his lap, his eyes flickering: "I think it's very good, but I'm looking forward to it."

"Hahaha"

Big D laughed when he heard this.

A boss is a boss. As long as someone is useful, he will immediately find ways to use him for his own benefit.

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Stanley Prison.

On the grass in the yard, a group of prisoners wearing raincoats and prison uniforms squatted on the grass, trimming weeds with large scissors in their hands.

"I'm going to beat you up."

Zhong Tianzheng casually threw the scissors on the grass, raised the brim of his hat with one hand and cursed in a low voice: "It's raining so hard to squeeze us, the killer is simply not a human being."

"Oh, who says it isn't?"

Shabiao leaned under the tree and took a moment to look up at Killer Xiong who was sitting in the car and smoking: "We are mowing the grass here, and he is hiding in the car and smoking. It is so inhumane. I will curse Killer Xiong right now." This street boy has no butthole."

"Yes, yes, no asshole."

Zhong Tianzheng was convinced and agreed, bared his teeth and smiled: "Be careful, Silly Biao, if you go under the tree under such a heavy rain, be careful of lightning strikes."

"How can it be."

Before Idiot finished speaking, a thunder suddenly sounded in the sky, and Idiot was so frightened that he crawled out of the shade of the tree.

"Hahaha"

Several prisoners around him burst into laughter.

"What are you laughing laughing!"

The killer in the car yelled loudly, and the prisoners dispersed angrily, continuing to work in the labor camp in the heavy rain.

"Ouch, there's nothing we can do about it."

Zhong Tianzheng muttered, took two steps forward, found an open space and randomly pulled the scissors: "I'm really busy, I just hope I can finish my work as soon as possible and go back to the prison."

"Brother Zheng! Brother Biao!"

A cry came from the heavy rain.

At the gate of the prison, Liu Yuhu, wearing a jacket, waved his hand in the direction of Zhong Tianzheng and shouted loudly: "I'm leaving. You continue to reform well. I'll wait for you outside."

"Ah Hu!"

Zhong Tianzheng stood up and ran to the barbed wire fence, waving at him: "You brat, I envy you for going out now."

"Okay, okay, hurry up and leave. Once you're out, don't look back. Do you understand? Don't come in again, kid."

There is an unwritten rule in prison, that is, if you can get out, you must not look back. The implication is not good.

No one would want to come to this horrible place again.

Shabiao also sighed: "Oh, if you leave, we won't have cheap cigarettes to smoke in the future." He waved his hand: "Let's go, let's go, don't look back."

Liu Yuhu, like Zhong Tianzheng, has been studying in prison for so many years. He has no family and no affiliation, and does not join any social groups. However, they both get along well, at least they will not be bullied.

Zhong Tianzheng relies on his good mouth, he can speak well and never conflicts with others, and he is quick-thinking, so no one will do anything to him.

And Liu Yuhu relied on nothing else but his smuggling skills. I don't know how he did it. He was able to take out the prison's hard currency cigarettes, so his status was still very high.

"By the way, where did you get your cigarettes? Let us know how they came from. Let's go to the street."

Liu Yuhu was released from prison. His ability to continuously obtain cigarettes over the years has become a mystery. Everyone is curious about how this kid brought in the cigarettes.

"gone."

Liu Yuhu gathered his jacket, walked out of the prison gate with the push of the prison guards, and took out the soft box of Marlboro cigarettes in his pocket.

While the prison guard was closing the door, he handed over a cigarette, made a lighter gesture, and lit the cigarette with the prison guard's torch.

Liu Yuhu took two big puffs of cigarette, took a deep breath and exhaled the smoke, and exclaimed: "Well, the air outside is better, fresh, free, and smells like money."

He held the cigarette in his mouth, squinted at the heavy rain in front of him, glanced at the big gold watch on his wrist, and muttered: "What a terrible weather, it's been raining for more than two hours and it hasn't stopped yet."

The big gold watch in his hand is the only valuable thing on his body. It was left behind when he was in prison. The clothes he is wearing are also from a few years ago.

Liu Yuhu took a few puffs of the cigarette and threw it out. He raised his hand to block the rain and hurried forward. Looking at the car approaching, he wanted to stop it.

The car drove past him, spraying water all over him, and the taillights disappeared in the rain. There was also a sentence: "Unlucky, you still want to take a ride?!"

"What the heck!"

Liu Yuhu cursed and looked at the car driving away. He simply did not protect himself from the rain, gathered up his jacket and walked quickly in the rain.

Soon.

A red Mercedes-Benz came towards me. After seeing him, it turned around and passed two parking spaces in front of Liu Yuhu and stopped.

The door is open.

Big D in a suit and leather shoes walked down with an umbrella, stood in the rain and looked at Liu Yuhu with a smile: "You have completed your further studies, Liu Yuhu."

"Oh?"

Liu Yuhu looked at Big D directly in front of him, squinting at him.

The two are about the same height and stand opposite each other, but their clothing styles are completely different. They are completely different from each other.

"It's raining heavily, there's no car, and there's no one to pick you up."

Big D nuzzled his lips and gestured to the Mercedes-Benz car beside him: "Let's go, I'm just on the way, can I give you a ride?"

"Haha." Liu Yuhu listened to Big D's words and looked at Big D up and down with vigilant eyes, but he couldn't tell the reason why Big D was here. Big D's current attire and aura didn't look like a ponyboy.

He spread his hands and shrugged: "Look at me like this, how embarrassed I am. Sitting in such a high-end car as a Mercedes-Benz makes the car dirty."

Liu Yuhu looked inside the car and could vaguely see Wu Zhihui sitting in the back seat through the glass.

There was someone else in the car, so it was obvious that the person holding the umbrella was not the protagonist. Neither of them knew each other, and they had been in jail for so long, so it was impossible for a stranger to recognize him.

He was hesitating whether to get in this car.

Big D held an umbrella and looked at him: "The car is just an external possession. If it gets dirty, it's not a big deal if it's replaced. Besides, for Brother Hu, it's just a Mercedes-Benz car. Just sprinkle it with water, right?" "

"Hahaha"

Liu Yuhu laughed loudly when he heard this: "Friend, you think too highly of me. I am a person who has been in prison for many years, how can I have the ability to find justice?"

Done.

He waved his hand to Big D, stepped forward, bypassed Big D, and strode forward in the rain.

"Liu Yuhu."

Wu Zhihui leaned out of the car and looked at Liu Yuhu's back: "Let's talk. I came to Stanley in such heavy rain just for you."

He glanced at the rain hitting the car door: "It's raining so heavily. You'll catch a cold if you're exposed to the rain. If you go to the hospital, you probably won't have enough money in your pocket. Your daughter will also feel sorry for you."

Liu Yuhu couldn't help but turn around after hearing Wu Zhihui's words. He did have a daughter. How did he know?

After seeing Wu Zhihui, he was somewhat surprised. He did not expect that the man sitting in the car would be so young.

"Let me introduce myself. I am a young representative of the new generation of outstanding citizens in Xiangjiang. My name is Wu Zhihui. If you don't know me, this is my first time meeting you."

Wu Zhihui glanced at Liu Yuhu up and down, and continued: "Get in the car, it's raining so heavily, you will definitely not be able to get a ride. I'll give you a ride on the way."

A few simple sentences have revealed a lot of information.

I, Wu Zhihui, have specifically investigated you and know your details. It’s normal that you don’t know me. This is also the first time I’ve seen you. It’s raining so heavily, so I drove here specifically to find you.

"alright."

Liu Yuhu recalled carefully and found that this person did not exist in his memory. He turned back and got into the car: "As long as Wu Sheng doesn't mind me dirtying the car."

Big D got into the car, started the car, turned on the heater, and drove out.

"It's something external to the body."

Wu Zhihui waved his hand, took out a towel and handed it to Liu Yuhu: "Wipe it, it's easy to catch a cold in this weather."

He took out another cigarette, shook it and handed it to Liu Yuhu: "Another cigarette."

"Ha ha."

Liu Yuhu looked at the Chinese cigarettes handed over by Wu Zhihui and pinched one in his hand: "I really can't tell that Mr. Wu likes to eat flue-cured tobacco from the mainland."

"Young people have strong receptivity."

Wu Zhihui blew out the smoke: "You should be more used to smoking this." He raised his eyebrows: "I heard that you are doing well in prison."

"I'm a little curious, how did you get the cigarettes in? There's a steady stream of them."

"Do whatever you want."

Liu Yuhu did not answer Wu Zhihui's words: "Wu Sheng came to see me, what's the matter?"

"I want you to help me with something."

Wu Zhihui got straight to the point: "I'm going to start a smuggling business. I need an expert to help me take care of this line from mainland China to Hong Kong, so I found you. You are very professional. You can open up underground passages between Hong Kong and Shenzhen for smuggling. Most people don't think of it." of."

"Hahaha"

Liu Yuhu burst out laughing after listening to Wu Zhihui's words: "Wu Sheng is so good at joking. This is what led me to Stanley Prison. Now that I have come out, I have already decided to change my mind."

"I haven't even taken a few steps out of the prison door, and Wu Sheng wants me to do this for you again? Isn't it a bit unethical? No one would send others in again. Life in prison is very difficult. ."

He puffed out a puff of smoke: "Besides, when was I arrested, and when is it now? The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and I have long been eliminated."

He looked at Wu Zhihui with twinkling eyes: "Wu Sheng, you have found the wrong person."

"As the saying goes, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse."

Wu Zhihui listened to Liu Yuhu's words and continued: "Besides, the fact that you can still get cigarettes in prison is enough to show that the sword is not old."

"No more, no more."

Liu Yuhu shook his head repeatedly. Since Wu Zhihui refused to give up, he clearly refused: "If Wu Sheng has other ideas, just find someone else. Just pretend that we have never met. Don't worry, I understand the rules."

"also."

Seeing his statement, Wu Zhihui stopped insisting: "Since you don't want to, forget it. There is still a way to go, so I'll give you a ride."

Hearing that Wu Zhihui said no more, Liu Yuhu secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. This would be the best. It would be boring if he insisted on it.

Wu Zhihui reached into his pocket and took out a folded newspaper and spread it on his lap. The newspaper was obviously yellowed and old. You could tell it was old by looking at the paper.

In the middle of the newspaper was the news that Liu Yuhu had been arrested: Shocking!The sewers of the Hong Kong-Shenzhen corridor were opened for smuggling.

"Liu Yuhu, I have learned about your affairs."

Wu Zhihui handed the newspaper to Liu Yuhu: "The incident in the sewer was exposed, and at the same time, you were pushed down on the hotel bed by the police. It's strange, isn't it?"

"Furthermore, there are rumors that you, Liu Yuhu, were arrested by the police. It was your internal staff who leaked the information and sold your information to the ghost. In this way, everyone gets the stolen goods, right?!"

After listening to Wu Zhihui's words, Liu Yuhu seemed to remember it. He narrowed his eyes with a hint of displeasure, gritted his teeth and then let go, taking a puff of cigarette with an expressionless face: "No way, it's just rumors from outside, don't believe it. "

"Speaking of which, I'm going to do smuggling work, but do you know who has any say in this smuggling route now?"

Wu Zhihui captured the expression on Liu Yuhu's face: "Your good apprentice Miao Qingshan, he also took in a younger brother and led him to establish a monopoly on the smuggling line. He would rob anyone who was dissatisfied with him. It's very impressive to charge a sum of money."

"Really?"

Liu Yuhu smoked a few times faster. He held the cigarette butt with his fingers and said, "That's great. He's my apprentice. He's so powerful. If he says it's rumored, I'll have some respect as his master."

"Well, that's what I said, and it does make sense."

Wu Zhihui nodded again and looked at Liu Yuhu sideways: "If I do smuggling, he will definitely ask me for money."

"But, I want to leave the goods, and I don't want to give him the money. What do you think I should do?!"

(End of this chapter)