From the time travel, I became extraordinary

Chapter 220 Tiantian Printing Factory

To Kwa Wan, at the entrance of Xinhui Garden.

The journey was uneventful. Scar Liu had just arrived here when the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

Only his brothers knew his phone number. When contacting outsiders, he never used his mobile phone but always used a public phone.

At this moment, the caller ID on his mobile phone screen also showed an unfamiliar landline number.

After hesitating for a while, he pressed the answer button on the phone. In less than ten seconds, he had put the phone back into his pocket with a calm expression.

"Brother Scar, was it that guy who called?" The big bear next to him asked tentatively.

"Well, he probably doesn't want to meet us for the time being."

"Before, he always wore a hood. After coming here, I thought I could take this opportunity to know what he looks like."

"It seems that he still doesn't trust us very much."

"Let's go, find a restaurant nearby and eat something first, then come back and drive the car away later."

Slightly disappointed, Scar Liu sighed and said with emotion.

Driving the money here was a small test given to them by the mysterious man.

They had just parked the car when the mysterious man called his cell phone, which proved that his previous guess was correct and that man knew the whereabouts of them brothers very well.

Judging from what that person said, they should have successfully passed his test.

But until now, I still don't know what he looks like. The phone call he just made was not from a mobile phone, but a public phone on the roadside.

Judging from these scenes, they still have a long way to go if they want to gain that person's trust.

Ten minutes later, Scar Liu, who was halfway through his meal, came out of a nearby tea restaurant with happy faces.

They walked hurriedly to the truck, but instead of going up to the cab, they went straight into the back compartment.

The bags of banknotes that were originally in the carriage have basically disappeared, leaving only one bag, still lying alone inside.

"The bag is full of banknotes. Even if there is not 20 million in this bag, it should not be much different."

"That person said that this was a reward for our hard work and asked us to divide it directly."

"What do you mean this person or that person? That's the boss, okay? If I hadn't been smart and asked to join the boss right away, we would have been lucky to get 2,000 yuan, let alone 20 million."

"Yes, yes, yes. The boss is very kind to be able to get such a large amount of hard work pay."

"Drive the car away and deal with it quickly. After dividing the money, we brothers will follow the boss' instructions and go hang out with that Crab Male we knew before for a few days to avoid the limelight."

……

Compared to 500 million, 20 million is just a tiny amount.

But now, Scar Liu and his friends, who had already given up much hope for the ransom, suddenly saw 20 million in front of them. To them, it was a huge surprise.

With excitement on their faces, several people gathered together and whispered for a few words. Then Wang Jian and A Hai stayed in the cargo box to watch the money, while Scar Liu and Da Gou Xiong got into the cab and started the car.

The truck started to move forward and soon disappeared at the end of the street.

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Inside Xinhui Garden, in a two-bedroom house.

Looking at the bags of banknotes piled up in the room, Jiang Yao was also very excited.

Compared with the monotonous numbers on the account, the stacks of banknotes placed in front of you are undoubtedly many times more impactful.

Xinhui Garden is a residential area with many people around. Transporting bags of banknotes from a truck to this house would definitely be conspicuous and easily arouse suspicion.

Fortunately, Jiang Yao has storage space, so he can complete the task without anyone noticing.

After all, after emptying all the items in a cubic meter of storage space, although it cannot hold one hundred million, it should have no problem holding tens of millions.

To do this, he ran up and down seven or eight times.

"Buying a large villa to facilitate practicing should be put on the agenda."

"But the kidnapping case of the Cao family just happened, and the situation outside is still a bit tense."

"I suddenly took out a large sum of cash to buy a big villa. Although it is not suitable for the time being, it should be no problem just to collect information about the house."

After a brief moment of excitement, Jiang Yao quickly calmed down.

After smoking a cigarette and thinking for a while on the sofa in the living room, he turned and walked out of the house.

The following period of time was calm.

In the blink of an eye, a month or two had passed. The turmoil caused by the kidnapping of Young Master Cao finally began to slowly subside as time passed.

In Mong Kok, Bingzai has already become famous.

His subordinates were strong and powerful, and his nominal sworn brother Chuishui Tang was now afraid of him. He had already eaten up most of the half of the street under his command. With the help of the soldiers to cover up, Scar Liu and his men hid well, and the kidnapping case was not traced back to them.

As for Jiang Yao, he didn't plan to meet them directly unless he had anything to tell them to do. He just let them work under the soldiers for the time being.

It was around ten o'clock in the evening, at a night snack stall on the street in Mong Kok.

"Have you contacted your hometown?" Jiang Yao clinked glasses with the soldier and took a sip of the beer in his hand. He picked up a piece of fish and put it into his mouth while asking casually.

Having been in Hong Kong for so long, he has gotten to know quite a few people and his network of relationships has become much deeper, but the only person he can truly confide in is Bingzai.

He practiced martial arts every day. Although taking medicinal herbs to replenish consumption was more effective than eating food, he would have vomited long ago after eating like that every day.

Whenever he had free time, he would call his soldiers out for a feast.

"Yeah!" Nodding, Bingzai continued, "I don't have a telephone at home, but Ermao next door has one. I remember his home phone number."

"Just a dozen days ago, I tried to contact my parents."

"After hearing my voice, my mother burst into tears and kept asking me if I needed money. She said she was going to sell the pig at home and send me the money."

"My hometown is still the same, so poor. Here, my daily spending is enough for my parents to spend in a year."

"It's just a pity that it's inconvenient to send Hong Kong dollars back from here, and they can't get the documents to come here. Otherwise, I really want to let them see how glorious their son is now!"

Picking up a few skewers, Bingzai stuffed them into his mouth in big mouthfuls.

This guy is acting more and more like a boss. Even when he was having a midnight snack with Jiang Yao, there were still four or five of his younger brothers guarding nearby.

Jiang Yaozhen was a little skeptical. After his parents knew that Bingzai was now in a gang, would they come with a carrying pole and beat him up?

"It's been more than half a year since we had that little thing, and the limelight should have passed long ago."

"I called my uncle's pager several times, but he never responded to me once, probably because it looked like a Hong Kong number."

"My mother works with my uncle and his friends. I don't know how she is doing now."

Jiang Yao sighed and said with emotion.

Before coming to Hong Kong, he went to see his mother specially. At that time, he left almost all the cash he had to his mother Yuan Xiuhua.

Given the consumption level in the Federation, Yuan Xiuhua should not be short of money.

He called his uncle's pager to contact his mother. He had no other intentions, he just wanted to tell her that he was safe and still alive, so that she wouldn't have to worry about him.

"I don't know when we, uncle and nephew, will have the chance to go back to our hometown openly!"

Lifting his glass to toast Jiang Yao, Bingzai laughed dryly and said, "I have never regretted following you, Uncle Yao, to Hong Kong."

"Compared to that time, now I finally understand what kind of life is truly colorful."

"If my former buddies knew that I am living such a wonderful life now, I don't know how envious they would be. If things go wrong, they might just run to Pengcheng and swim here at the risk of their lives."

……

The two of them were eating, drinking, talking and laughing, almost at the same time, outside a printing factory in Tsuen Wan.

Although it was night, the factory was still brightly lit.

"Tiantian Printing Factory, this is it."

"There's only one security guard at the door. Ah Jian, Ah Hui, I leave it to you."

"Everyone else, follow me and get ready to work. The big boss has said that if we complete this job, each person will get 100,000 yuan."

A van drove silently out of the darkness and stopped a few dozen meters away from the printing factory.

The car door opened and five or six figures jumped out of the car.

Some were carrying gasoline barrels, some were carrying steel pipes, iron rods and other tools, and a group of people strode towards the gate of the printing factory.

The security guard who was dozing off at the door had just opened his eyes because of the hurried footsteps, and a handkerchief soaked in ether was already covering his mouth.

Before the security guard could even see the other person's appearance clearly, his head tilted and he fell into coma.

"Split up and be careful, don't make any noise to alert the workers inside."

"The house on the left side of the factory is the warehouse. Ah Jin and I will go over there."

"Others, choose another target. Remember, we need to pour more gasoline here in the workshop."

"Anyway, in short, I won't allow any daily newspaper to appear on the market tomorrow."

The yellow-haired young man in denim clothes who was in the lead whispered a few words to the people around him, then he called out to the young man named Ajin beside him.

Afterwards, the two men each carried a gasoline barrel and tiptoed into the night ahead.

(End of this chapter)