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Just as Xian Yaowen had expected, the main dish for dinner was Hakka cuisine with a curry flavor, including stir-fried pork intestines with sour radish, pork belly rolls with pickled vegetables, stuffed tofu, salt-baked chicken, as well as several dishes made with Indian ingredients and cooked in Chinese style.

During the meal, A-mei Yang took out the Hakka zither and played some music to liven up the atmosphere.

After taking a bite of the stuffed tofu, Xian Yaowen could taste several Indian spices, so he put down his chopsticks and said to Kothari, "Do you have business in Kolkata?"

"Every Indian businessman has business in Calcutta," Kothari said casually. "Adam, did you know that Yang is from Calcutta?"

"uh-huh."

"It seems that the Chinese only like sons, not daughters. Yang's mother is from Manipur, and Yang is regarded as an alien at home. I bought her back for only 500 rupees."

Xian Yaowen chuckled and said, "Kothari, in rural India, the landlords are supreme, and the landless peasants dare not resist, and the class system has become solidified.

It is not like that in China. We have the opportunity to resist and we dare to resist. Under the leadership of the ancestral hall, we fight for land and irrigation water. We will fight anyone who wants to occupy our land.

Fighting is a man's business. A family without young and strong men can only be bullied. Men are important production tools and the foundation for the continuation of the family. A family without strong men will die within two generations. This is why we value sons over daughters. In fact, everything is for survival."

“It’s a very heavy reason.”

"Life is always heavy." Xian Yaowen pointed at Yang A-mei, "She is a Hakka, and I am a Weitou. If it were a hundred years ago, we would have fought as soon as we met. We fought for land for decades and each of us lost our lives."

"National conflict?"

"No, it was the ruling class that deliberately provoked the land struggle. Two peaches kill three warriors, and it works every time."

"Manchu?"

"uh-huh."

Kothari raised his glass. "Adam, Rashid should be very interested in your Liberty City plan. Do you have enough funds to implement this plan?"

Xian Yaowen raised his glass in response, “I have never thought of running this plan alone. I hope you will cooperate with me and we will invite big capital from the UK and the US to join us. I will also invite a large amount of Hong Kong capital to join us.

You know, there are many politicians and military officers from the old regime in Hong Kong, and each of them has a lot of money in their hands. I will have people launch the Greater Dubai Plan to raise the funds in their hands. "

Kothari laughed and said, "You know, there are many princely kings in India who are very rich, but they only know how to collect rent and lend money at high interest rates. It is very easy to raise funds from them. All you have to do is show them a plan with great returns."

"I'm not a liar."

"Neither do I."

Xian Yaowen clinked his cup with Kotari's and said with a smile, "I'm a robber."

"Hahaha, me too."

"cheers."

"Cheers."

After a glass of wine, the two men discussed the details of Liberty City, including the shareholding structure, the nature of shares, casinos, brothels, hotels, restaurants, airports, docks, and every detail.

The two of them lingered on the topic of brothels for a long time. This service project involves many troublesome details. First of all, the prostitutes must be free and come voluntarily. Once they are involved in trafficking and slave trade, there will be endless trouble. Secondly, health management is also a big problem.

In addition, there is the complex issue of Arab religious beliefs. The doctrines are full of this and that which are not allowed, and in reality they do all kinds of perverted things. How to eliminate perversion involves a lot of knowledge.

It is actually very difficult to run the pornography industry well. It requires a professional team to run it to ensure that it does not cross the red line, does not tend to be perverted, and can continue to operate in a healthier manner.

The next day.

Rashid came over and the three of them sat together to discuss the Free City plan again. Rashid's focus was not on the casino. He asked in detail about Dubai Bank, pearl futures, lottery center, tax haven, trade city and industrial city.

Xian Yaowen racked his brains, broke down the parts that could be said, and explained them clearly in the simplest words.

Day three.

Meet Sayyid and endure the torture that lasted a whole day.

Rashid received a Western education, so even if he didn’t understand some things, he at least had a basic understanding of them. Sayyid only received a traditional Arabic education, so Xian Yaowen had to spend a lot of energy explaining common sense terms, such as profit margin and expected returns.

The process was agonizing, and the result was not necessarily good. Sayyid did not show any interest in person. After the meeting, Rashid apologized and said he would try to persuade Sayyid.

Xian Yaowen expressed his understanding that good things always take time, and it is impossible for a big plan to be launched without encountering some obstacles.

Fourth day.

Before the first ray of sunlight shone on the earth, Xian Yaowen and his party were already riding on camels and heading to Sharjah.

There is a simple airport in Sharjah, which is an overnight stop for Imperial Airways flying to India and Australia. If you go there now, you can avoid the hottest weather, take a flight to Australia early tomorrow morning, and then transfer to Paris.

This is true in theory. In reality, the distance is less than 100 kilometers, so Xian Yaowen doesn't need to rush there.

When the camel caravan entered the desert, Aisha, a little outsider in the caravan, tasted the taste of ether. She slept quietly in a basket and was about to suffer from the scorching heat.

Alia's daughter Camilla nestled in Xian Yaowen's arms, wearing an Arab headscarf to protect her head from wind and sand. Her eyes and nose were covered, leaving only her mouth exposed, and she stuffed grapes into her mouth one by one.

The little girl tasted grapes for the first time and she couldn’t put them down and couldn’t stop eating them.

The camel caravan went deep into the desert. When they drank water for the first time, Chuanfei appeared with a small team of light cavalry. Xian Yaowen handed Camilla to Xie Tingyun and rode with him. The two of them stopped at a sand dune.

Two cigars were held in their mouths, and the wind and sand carried Xian Yaowen's voice, "Everything went well?"

“No problems so far.”

"Is it clean?"

"It's very clean, no one is alive."

"Don't ask me why I know this. Anyway, I know that there is a huge amount of oil and natural gas hidden under the ground in Dubai. Once it is discovered, we will have no chance of getting it. I need the truth that 'there is no oil in Dubai' to last for at least three years. I will deal with the exploration teams one by one."

"What if it's the Anglo-Iranian oil exploration team?"

"The British government is behind Anglo-Iranian oil. We can't afford to offend them for now. We can just scare them away."

"clear."

Xian Yaowen was silent for a moment and asked, "How long can you stay here?"

"In two months at the most, the time is right to enter Sierra Leone. I am looking for a suitable diamond mine."

Xian Yaowen flicked the ash off his cigarette and said quietly, "A paramilitary team without faith is terrible. The brothers of the Armadillo Squad can believe in money, but the people below cannot.

Religion is a big business. Believing in an existing religion will only become a tool for others to achieve certain goals. We need to create our own religion. "

"Cult?"

"No, it's just a new religion. In 1921, a civil servant in French Cochinchina named Wu Wenzhao claimed to have received inspiration from the Supreme God Cao Dai and founded the worship of Cao Dai, thus Cao Dai was born.

Cao Dai followers assert that on Christmas Eve in 1925, God confirmed his first batch of Cao Dai mediums, including Fan Gongji, Gao Qiongju and Gao Huaichuan. These three were the three founding mediums of Cao Dai and played an important role in the growth of Cao Dai.

Fan Gongji was the chief psychic and held the title of Dharma Protector; Gao Qiongju held the title of Shangpin, which meant religious assistant; and Gao Huaichuang held the title of Shangsheng, which meant secular assistant.

In October 1926, a civil servant from Cochinchina named Li Wenzhong led 10 Cao Dai believers to sign the Cao Dai founding declaration and submitted it to the French Cochinchina colonial government for approval. Cao Dai then went from an underground organization to a legal religion recognized by the government.

By 1940, Caodaism had over one million followers and was the fifth to fourth largest religion in Cochinchina.

Cao Dai is a complex of various religions. It combines various Eastern and Western religions popular in Vietnam, such as Buddhism, Christianity, Islam, Taoism, and Confucianism, and advocates the unity of all religions and the coexistence of all gods.

Sakyamuni, Laozi, Confucius, Guanyin, Jesus, Muhammad, and even Li Bai, Guan Gong, Newton, Victor Hugo, Shakespeare, Saladin, Sun Yat-sen and other sages from the East and the West are listed as objects of worship by this religion.

Xian Yaowen smiled faintly and said, "Cao Dai is quite interesting. You can learn about it. No matter which country the gods are from, you can worship them all. Among the many gods, believers can always choose one to rely on for their spiritual support."

"Isn't this too much of a joke?" Chuanzhufei said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"So what if it's just a joke?" Xian Yaowen said disdainfully, "Religion is a trick to deceive people. It is a tool for people to comfort themselves and redeem themselves. The religion we want to establish is called Freedom Religion. The place where we worship gods is called Psychological Counseling Room. The doctrine is just one sentence: 'Believe it or not, believe it as if you don't believe it.'"

"Who would believe such a joke?"

Xian Yaowen shook his head and said, "You don't understand what I mean. Freedom religion is just a religious cover for psychological intervention. It's not easy for ordinary people to admit that they have mental illness, but they are easy to accept religious beliefs. Living on the edge of a knife and too much psychological pressure can easily lead to bad things, so it needs to be properly channeled.

Especially those veterans from Western countries, all of them are drug addicts. If they are not given drugs when they encounter high-intensity combat, I don’t know if they can hold on.”

"I talked to German soldiers. They used Pervitin, but rarely. They knew it was not a good thing."

"Pervitin is a chemically synthesized drug. I would rather see my brothers become devils than become zombies. You must guard against drugs and never let them spread in the team."

Chuanfengfei nodded, "I understand."

Xian Yaowen approached Chuanzhufei and put his arm around his shoulders. "What do you think is the biggest difference between junior officers and senior officers?"

"what?"

"A good junior officer will live and die with his men, while a good senior officer will only say that he loves his soldiers like his own sons. When necessary, he will not hesitate to send any of his men to die. A merciful army is not suitable for commanding troops. You must quickly adapt to thinking from the perspective of a senior officer."

Zhuang Fei nodded solemnly.

"In the next few days, I will start to build a retirement and pension welfare system for the team. The benefits are very good, and the brothers have no worries. However, it will cost a lot to maintain the operation of the system, so..." Xian Yaowen paused for a moment and said, "The number of people enjoying the benefits should not be too large, but it should be grand and popular."

“We need to control the number of people who can survive to the welfare years?”

"Yes." Xian Yaowen nodded. "This matter is known only to you and me. No third person can know about it. To maintain a team, sincerity and fairness alone are not enough. Skills are also required."

Chuanfei took two long puffs of his cigar and said with a heavy heart, "Everyone has their own difficulties. I really can't bear it."

Xian Yaowen patted his shoulder and said, "It's hard for you. If you can't hold on one day, someone else will take your place and you can step down and join the company as a manager."

Chuanfei smiled and said, "I am good at leading troops in battle, but I am not cut out for business."

"Just learn slowly. You have to retire when you get older." Patting Chuanfei's shoulder again, Xian Yaowen said, "After getting to know him, I prefer a bloodless struggle, but the eagles and camels cannot relax. We must always ensure that we have the ability to overturn the table."

"If the team grows larger, it is very likely to be detected by the British Army. British reconnaissance teams often appear in the desert. I don't think they are ordinary reconnaissance teams. They are likely to be mixed with British intelligence personnel."

"It's normal to have intelligence personnel. The oil in the Middle East is very important to the UK. If possible, the UK doesn't want to lose it. Be careful. I will work hard in another direction and hook up with the British army and intelligence agencies here as soon as possible.

The world environment is not favorable to Britain. Maybe in the future, falcons and camels will have the opportunity to serve as chamber pots for the British. One more thing, you must be careful, show less, try not to be photographed, and don't let outsiders know about Aoxue's existence."

Xian Yaowen nodded at Chuanfei and said, "You are just being stubborn."

Savings flew with a shy smile.

"After returning to Africa, persuade Aoxue to leave Africa and go to the United States or Hong Kong. I will ask Shaobing to send someone to protect her."

"I will."

"gone."

Xian Yaowen gave Chuanzhufei a hug, put on his sunglasses and a headscarf, and patted the camel on the forehead. The camel knelt down obediently.

He got on the camel and saluted Chusuofei, "Take care."

"Take care of yourself."

“Go!”

The camel ran forward with all its might, and Xian Yaowen provided his own BGM.

"I will accompany you on the long journey, with courage and enthusiasm, to find myself and true love, and regard the place where I stop as my home. Throw yourself into the fire of fate, how can you measure the gains and losses? Ride your horse across the world, and no one will worry about the past anymore."

Chuanzhufei stood still, his eyes following Xian Yaowen's figure as he walked away.

……

Cha Kwo Ling Village, Kowloon.

This is a rather unfortunate village. When the Convention for the Extension of Hong Kong Territory was signed, the village belonged to the New Territories. In 1937, the Hong Kong government incorporated the village into New Kowloon. The villagers lost their status as indigenous residents and thus lost an equally important right - Ding rights.

At present, due to its remote location and the large amount of wasteland around the village, the village was chosen by refugees and developed into a squatter area. More than 10,000 people live here, and the nearest police station is far away in Kowloon City.

After Chu Tianlan was scared away by Zhen Guolong's men pretending to be debt collectors, he moved here.

This man is beyond help. His gambling addiction is too deep. He has long passed the stage of borrowing money from acquaintances on the grounds of someone's illness. His acquaintances no longer trust him. He has nothing to borrow from and can only make a living by doing odd jobs, but he would rather go without food and drink and gamble at the gambling table.

In this way, he went hungry for nine meals out of three days, and whenever he got the chance, he would borrow money from loan sharks and put the money he got at the gambling table. If he lost, he would go hungry. If he won, he would have a big meal that would last him for who knows how many days. Then it would depend on whether the debt collector showed up in time. If he did, he would get some compensation for his losses. If he did not, he would lose all his money and would just beat him up to vent his anger.

Just now, Chu Tianlan, also known as Wei Wu Dexin, had just sent a few debt collectors who had beaten him up happily away from this shabby room. He, of course, was covered in bruises, but after being beaten up, he was still in the mood to have a few drinks. And he didn't just drink it straight away. The roast meat wrapped in oil paper that he had hidden was not discovered, so he had it just right to go with the wine.

Given his current condition, the hut he lives in is not much better. It is drafty on three sides, half of the roof is not solid, and the other half is simply nonexistent. Standing on the ridge behind the mountain, one can have a clear view of his house.

At this time, there were three women standing on the back hill, enjoying his roast meat and drinking wine.

One of the three women is Yang Jingru, an old member of the Military Control Commission. She is quite skilled in martial arts, but her best skill is seduction. Although she is almost forty years old now, she still looks gorgeous after dressing up.

Before Qi Weiwen dug her out, she worked as a dancer in a small nightclub in Kowloon City and earned a lot of money every month.

Her code name, Red Flag.

The second person is Wu Shunhua, also an old member of the Military Control Commission. Although she has the identity of an agent, she often does special warfare work because she is a blasting expert and is very good at playing with bombs. The bombs she makes can kill one person without hurting anyone else.

Her code name, Cannon.

The last one is Chen Hua, also an old member of the Military Control Commission. She is not a technical person, but a socialite. She was previously known as the "Flower of the Military Control Commission" and often appears around powerful men, either to monitor or to gather intelligence.

According to her, she was Dai Li's confidante and a special one among the countless beauties in the harem. However, the "old men of the Military Control Commission" headed by Qi Weiwen all said that she was talking nonsense. Although Boss Dai had many women, he was not a sex maniac who would not let go of any woman he saw.

They knew that the rumor that Boss Dai was a sex maniac was due to Mao Renfeng's involvement.

Chen Hua left the Military Control Commission early. After Dai Li's death, she quietly came to Hong Kong and opened a small barber shop to make a living. She is almost 40 years old, and her appearance is still beautiful. Qi Weiwen dug her out not to recruit her into Mosquito's team, but to recommend her to Xian Yaowen.

Her code name is shampoo girl.

Wu Shunhua held a telescope in her hand and observed while saying, "Shroom girl, go buy two bottles of white wine, wait until the target is drunk, give him some more, and throw him into the sea to drown him."

"Will it be possible to tell whether the person was forced to drink or drank the alcohol himself after an autopsy?" Chen Hua asked.

Wu Shunhua sneered, "Who would dissect a small person like him?"

"Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be prepared for the worst. What do you think, Hongqi?"

Yang Jingru looked up at the sky and said, "There's no need to pour the wine, just throw it into the sea, it will rain today."

Wu Shunhua subconsciously looked up and asked, "Is it heavy rain or light rain?"

"In heavy rain, footprints will be washed away." Yang Jingru said calmly.

Chen Hua raised his hand and pointed in a direction, "Would it be better to push it from there?"

Wu Shunhua looked in the direction she pointed, and a man urinating appeared in the camera. Looking down along the parabola of the waterfall, she saw a wet supporting column. Looking further down, she saw an obvious puddle of urine. That should be the customary place for men to urinate.

The telescope turned and extended along the urine stain into the sea, forming a continuous channel where someone fell and rolled into the sea, which perfectly met the requirement of an "accident".

"I think it's okay. What do you think, Hongqi?"

"I agree."

Wu Shunhua: "Hairdresser, go around and find out where the residents here buy kerosene for their lamps, and buy some."

"Just steal a little."

"We are all poor people. We live frugally. We will find out if the kerosene is a little low. We can't take risks."

"understood."

Chen Hua responded and then disappeared.

Several hours passed, and it was late at night and everyone was asleep. Lightning flashed in the sky and thunder roared.

Chen Hua quietly came to the urinal and poured kerosene along the designed "channel". As soon as she finished her work, Yang Jingru and Wu Shunhua arrived, supporting the unconscious Chu Tianlan.

Yang Jingru let go and stuffed the kerosene lamp he had taken from Chu Tianlan's room into Chu Tianlan's hand, then took out a cigarette he had taken, put it in the cigarette holder, lit it, inhaled a quarter of it, and put the cigarette into Chu Tianlan's mouth.

Chen Hua moved closer to Chu Tianlan and sniffed around his upper body. When he didn't smell any "feminine scent", he nodded slightly to Wu Shunhua.

Wu Shunhua let go of Chu Tianlan and watched him fall into the "urinal", then slid a distance along the direction of the sea water and jumped down. She placed her gloved hands skillfully on Chu Tianlan's buttocks and pushed him into the sea with a light push.

He stretched his right hand back and grabbed Chu Tianlan's towel. He pinched both ends with both hands and pulled the towel, pressing the back of Chu Tianlan's neck and pushing his head into the water.

When the naughty Chu Tianlan stopped struggling, she tried Chu Tianlan's pulse, then hung the towel around Chu Tianlan's neck and tied a slipknot at the collar that coolies liked to tie.

When everything is done, the rain from the sky falls at the right time, washing away the unsightly traces.

The sea opposite to Cha Kwo Ling Village is a typhoon shelter. Chu Tianlan's body was not carried to the outside world by the sea water and was found early the next morning. Several kind-hearted people salvaged him and put him on the shore. Then those who had work either walked to Kowloon City or took a shuttle bus to Shau Kei Wan and went about their business.

It is another energetic morning. The air washed by the heavy rain is particularly fresh. The water stains remaining on the ground urge the little shoe shiners to speed up their pace. Today is a good day. They will shine a few more pairs of shoes and buy a piece of roast meat when they get off work. It smells so good!
"I bought a sky blue silk scarf at the department store yesterday. I'll wear it to show you at lunch. It looks pretty nice."

"Okay, it looks good, so I'll buy one too. Where are we going to eat for lunch?"

"Let's talk about it later. We are tired of eating at several restaurants. Let's go to the department store first. Then we can eat at the nearest Ele.me."

"Okay, let's meet at the dock at twelve o'clock."

Wang Xiamin hung up the phone, stood up, walked to the window and looked into the parking lot. Seeing that Su Lizhen's car was still parked in the parking space, she walked out of the study and headed for Building No. 3.

Su Lizhen had not left the house yet. She was sitting at the mahjong table in the living room, listening to the radio and playing Mahjong. She looked over the cards that had been turned over, picked up the pairs of tiles in the right positions, and then looked over the whole situation again. If she could not find a pair, she would turn over the tiles that could be turned over.

"Ma'am, you haven't left yet?"

Su Lizhen looked up at Wang Xiamin and said, "The time we agreed to meet has not come yet, Amin, do you want to talk to me about something?" (End of this chapter)