Siheyuan, Shazhu: I have both parents in this life

Chapter 209 Someone's really courting death.
After the two squad leaders left, Wang Cuiping came looking for them.

"Zhu Zi, are you in some kind of trouble? Not only have you changed your security personnel, but you've also been given a machine gun!"

"Just in case."

"How can I help?"

"Aunt Ping, please don't go to the company these next few days. Just stay home."

"no problem."

"There is a basement in the house, which contains supplies and water, and can be used to hide people."

"When did you dig this? How come your family doesn't know?"

"The entrance was dug when we bought the house. It's under the cabinet in the innermost guest room on the first floor. Don't tell my parents yet, so they won't worry."

"it is good."

"Do you have any better guns?"

"I've prepared this for you." He Yuzhu pulled a backpack out from under the desk and placed it on the desk.

"Very good." Wang Cuiping glanced at the contents and was very satisfied: a Type 56 semi-automatic rifle, two Type 54 pistols, two Type 64 pistols, several spare magazines, a few hand grenades, and seven or eight boxes of ammunition.

Wang Cuiping wasn't the only one in the family who knew how to use a gun. Xiaoman, He Yuxin, He Yuyao, and even Wang Siyu had all been taken by Wang Cuiping to shoot targets. Her daughters weren't delicate flowers in a greenhouse.

"Since there's danger, you shouldn't go out for the next few days," Wang Cuiping said as she closed her backpack.

"There's a big business deal I need to do, and I have to go."

"A big deal, how much money would you be willing to risk your life for?"

"More than ten million."

"Hey Zhuzi, you're not going to do anything bad, are you? We can't do things that harm people." Wang Cuiping is no longer the head of the reconnaissance department in Beijing. She knows all too well the uses of money, especially here. Even so, she gasped when she heard the amount He Yuzhu mentioned.

Something flashed through her mind: if He Yuzhu touched that thing, his life would be over.

"Auntie, what are you thinking? I'm selling a car."

"How many cars did you actually get from your factory?" Wang Cuiping breathed a sigh of relief when she heard it was cars.

"A few dozen vehicles, that should be enough once this batch is shipped out."

"Can the cars we make ourselves really sell for such high prices?"

"You have too little faith in me and our workers. You've seen cars on the street before."

"I don't know what's wrong with your brain. It's a loss for the family that you're out here."

"Aunt Ping, don't bring this up again. Don't you know what's going on? Are you just waiting to die if you don't come out?"

"Hey, let's not talk about it. With so much money, it's hard to imagine anyone being tempted. Just be careful, the whole family is counting on you."

"I know, don't worry."

"Okay, I'm going back. If your family asks, just say that the security guards at my company also need to train. That's what I told them."

"Okay, thank you, Aunt Ping."

"gone."

After Wang Cuiping left, He Daqing also came to ask, and He Yuzhu just brushed it off by following Wang Cuiping's instructions.

Xiaoman asked about it in bed that night, and He Yuzhu managed to coax her for a long time before she finally got away with it.

As for whether Xiaoman believes it or not, she probably doesn't. But what can she do if she doesn't believe it? She can't get the answer by asking.

On the day of delivery, He Yuzhu didn't bring too many people, just 10 security guards. He picked out the best marksmen from the security company. Ah Lang insisted on going along, and He Yuzhu thought about it and decided that he needed money and manpower, so he brought them along, as well as Ah Lang's two assistants.

He Yuzhu let the car in a few hours in advance, and then all the security company personnel were placed at the sniping positions he had chosen, each given an M1 and two spare magazines.

Once inside the warehouse, Ah Lang asked, "Boss, where are our own brothers?"

"It's right around here."

"Why did not I see?"

"If you saw it, wouldn't all the training have been for nothing? Are you trying to get Instructor Wang to train you too?"

"No, thank you. I'll just run errands for you."

"Be on your guard in a bit."

"I know." Ah Lang subconsciously touched the Type 64 pistol tucked into his waistband.

Night fell, and it was quiet outside.

Ah Lang and his two henchmen were getting a little anxious. He Yuzhu checked his watch; it was 7:45.

"Are you nervous?"

"No, no, boss."

"There's nothing to be embarrassed about being nervous. With such a large transaction amount and the other party being such a lowly person, it would be abnormal not to be nervous."

"With the boss here, we're not afraid."

"Hehe, am I that amazing?"

"Yes." Ah Lang nodded firmly.

"Then don't be nervous."

"I can't control myself." Ah Lang's hands were trembling.

The group was chatting when they heard the sound of cars outside—many cars.

With a screech of brakes, the warehouse door opened, and a group of about a hundred people entered, led by Piggy. It seemed he wouldn't dare entrust such a large business to anyone else.

Ah Lang's two henchmen were trembling.

"Boss He, are all the goods here?" Piggy's voice came from behind.

"Brother Zai, have you brought enough money?"

"Hahaha, Ah Gou, show the money to Boss He."

"Yes, Brother Zai."

A dozen or so burly men carrying wooden suitcases lined up a few meters in front of He Yuzhu, placed the suitcases on the ground, and opened them.

He Yuzhu heard Ah Lang's two henchmen breathing rapidly, as did the others among the people opposite them.

“Ah Lang”.

"Yes, boss." Ah Lang led his henchman forward to inspect the area.

"Hey bro, wanna try out the car?"

"That's natural."

"Tao, take some people for a test drive."

"Yes, Brother Zai."

A group of people suddenly appeared behind Piggy. He Yuzhu could tell from their walking posture that they were trained. There were no soldiers here, so they could only be police.

These people weren't carrying any weapons, but those standing behind Piggy had something clipped to their waists. He Yuzhu could tell at a glance that a few of them were bastards.

"Sizzle sizzle sizzle," "pitter-patter pitter-patter," "boom boom boom boom boom."

As one car after another was started, Piggy's smile grew even wider.

"Boss, there's no problem with the money." After a while, before the car inspection was even finished, Ah Lang called out. He certainly wouldn't count every single bill, but he would definitely check every stack of money, just in case there was newspaper or blank paper mixed in.

"Come back first."

"Yes, boss."

About ten minutes later, all the cars were turned off. The man who had just been called Atao walked up to Piggy and said, "Brother Piggy, the cars are fine."

"Has everything been checked?"

"The inspection is complete; the engine has been checked."

"Okay, Mr. He, can I drive the car away now?"

"please!"

"Haha, that's great!"

"Atao."

"Yes."

"Ah Lang, collect the money."

"Yes, boss." Ah Lang and his two henchmen carried the money, box by box, into the only jeep in the warehouse.

After unloading the money, he stood behind the jeep and didn't move. He knew that there was a deadly weapon hidden inside: an M1 heavy machine gun. The vehicle had been modified at the factory, and the machine gun mount was welded directly to the trunk. It was a folding type; all he had to do was open the trunk, push the gun out, and fasten the clips.

Neither of his two henchmen knew this. He Yuzhu even took him to practice to make sure he could set up the gun and fire it. He even had him fire a belt of ammunition. He was so excited at the time. What man could refuse such a big toy?

Zhu Youzai kept a distance of about ten meters from He Yuzhu, and He Yuzhu did not walk towards him.

Cars drove out of the warehouse one by one, and then onto container trucks.

After the last car drove off, the younger brother came over and told Piggy that it was okay.

Piggy was clearly in a great mood; he had made a fortune on this trip.

He smiled and cupped his hands in a gesture of respect to He Yuzhu, saying, "Mr. He, it's a pleasure doing business with you. I'll treat you to tea sometime."

"Brother Zai, let's have some tea sometime."

"Let's go." Piggy waved his hand.

"Brother Zai?" Ah Gou was a little unwilling; that was over ten million.

"Let's go, don't forget what Brother Luo said."

"Yes, Brother Zai."

After Piggy and his men had all left the warehouse, and the cars outside started up and drove away one by one, Ah Lang finally spoke up: "Boss, let's go too."

"Leave? You're making it too easy for you."

"You mean... But didn't Piggy just say..."

"Wealth can be very tempting! You can go out and see for yourself if you don't believe me."

"No need, no need," Ah Lang shook his head vigorously. Before Piggy's convoy set off, Piggy had already instructed Ah Tao to deliver the cars to his warehouse, while he himself was going to report to Lei Luo.

He told the rest of the people to go home first, and that they would each receive a big red envelope another day.

He didn't say how much the red envelope would be.

But those below were all very excited. They knew that the payout would be substantial, as these cars were in high demand. They didn't know the exact amount paid, but they had a rough idea. This deal would earn them at least as much as the previous one. With so many of them, each of them would definitely receive five or ten thousand. This was just one trip, and it would be equivalent to several months' worth of earnings. How could they not be happy?

Of course, some people were not satisfied, like Ah Gou just now. Before getting into the car, he made a gesture to his subordinates and then followed Piggy into the car.

After the car drove a short distance, several minibuses without license plates suddenly stopped. After the main group of vehicles left, they turned around and headed straight for the warehouse where He Yuzhu was located.

They drove very fast on the road, afraid that He Yuzhu and his group would get away.

At He Yuzhu's signal, the warehouse door was closed, and the jeep was now facing the warehouse door from the rear.

Ah Lang and his two henchmen hid in the front of the jeep, while He Yuzhu sat casually on the open trunk of the jeep.

Suddenly, several sharp whistles rang out. He Yuzhu lifted a canvas cover in the trunk, and then a "click-click-click" sound rang out. A dozen seconds later, an M1 heavy machine gun was mounted on the back of the jeep.

Not long after, with two loud creaks and bangs, the warehouse door was violently pushed open, and a group of people carrying .38 caliber rifles and Black Star rifles rushed in, along with two others carrying Thompson submachine guns.

When they could see the situation inside the warehouse, they shouted, "Retreat! Retreat quickly!"

"Since you're here, don't leave. Rat-a-tat-tat, rat-a-tat-tat, rat-a-tat-tat." The heavy machine gun in He Yuzhu's hand fired.

The security guards hiding around the warehouse also pulled the trigger. Having been in Hong Kong for a long time, they all knew that money was the most important thing, and robbing someone of money was a deadly feud.

Ah Lang also raised his pistol and fired "bang bang bang," but whether he hit anyone or not is unclear.

His two henchmen were terrified. Was their boss really this powerful? This wasn't a fight with a machete; it was a heavy machine gun!

In less than a minute, none of the twenty or thirty people who rushed in were still standing. He Yuzhu stopped shooting, but the security guards were still firing back with "bang, bang, bang".

Only after the gunfire stopped did He Yuzhu shout, "Everyone come out. Ah Lang, lead the team back to the security company."

"Yes, boss." Voices came from all directions. Ah Lang was already numb. His boss was using battlefield tactics to deal with people who wanted to double-cross him.

"Boss, there should be police here, we..."

"I'll finish up here, take the men back, put the guns away, and keep a close eye on your two henchmen."

"Yes." Ah Lang was startled. He knew his two henchmen all too well. If they weren't his men, he felt He Yuzhu would have silenced them.

In fact, He Yuzhu could have done this secretly without anyone noticing, but he wanted to establish his authority and show his subordinates that following him would bring them wealth, and that betrayal would have dire consequences.

He hasn't even established a firm foothold in Hong Kong yet, and he'll encounter all sorts of problems and dangers in the future. Without some reliable subordinates, how can he grow bigger and stronger?

These people who came, to put it nicely, are police officers, but they're not even as good as gangsters. At least some gangsters have a sense of loyalty, but these guys only care about money.

Ah Lang drove off with his men. Without Ah Lang even having to say anything, the security guards kept a close eye on his two henchmen, their guns pointed at them intentionally or unintentionally.

In this situation, those who haven't seen the guns won't be considered one of their own. Not only that, but after returning, they'll also check whose guns haven't been fired, and those people can't be trusted in the future.

As for He Yuzhu's safety and money, they didn't think they could protect him. The boss hadn't mentioned the money, so they couldn't and dared not ask.

After He Yuzhu and the others left, He Yuzhu immediately put away the jeep and cleaned up the corpses scattered on the ground, leaving only bloodstains. Then he released an M100 and drove it quickly home.

Now let's talk about the lard boy.

Upon arriving at Lei Luo's villa, he burst into laughter as soon as he entered, exclaiming, "Brother Luo, we've struck it rich this time!"

"Did nothing go wrong?"

"No, that guy surnamed He is quite sensible."

"They're business people, so next time you should leave them a little more profit."

"I understand. We need to let him know who's in charge in Hong Kong."

"That's true, but that guy surnamed He must be someone special. So many of us went, and more than half of them brought weapons, yet he didn't seem worried at all."

“You’re from the north, you don’t even know what they did before. If they’re from the military, who can you scare with your little show of force?”

"I've seen plenty of people who've been through the battlefield. They all turn to jerk when they see money here. They'll respectfully call you Brother Luo when they see you."

"That's different. Those who are incompetent rely on us for food. If they don't call on me, they won't have anything to eat. If it were you, would you call on me or not?"

"Of course I'll shout it! Eating is the most important thing, you know I love to eat, otherwise I wouldn't be so fat."

"Hahaha, you're the only one who can talk."

"Of course, I am a little lard."

"After the goods were sold, each of the brothers who went there received 5,000, and the leaders of the teams received 50,000. I won't ask any more questions."

“I will sell the goods as soon as possible, so you can buy a few more detached houses this time, Brother Luo.”

"Your son can have a few more buildings too."

"Thanks, Brother Luo. Brother Luo, would you like to go out for a late-night snack together?"

"No need, you take them to eat."

"I'm leaving."

Lei Luo waved his hand and went out the door. Zhu Youzai invited people to have a late-night snack, but A Gou declined Zhu Youzai's invitation and drove his car quickly toward the agreed place.

Piggy watched Ah Gou's retreating figure with a strange look in his eyes. His cousin was becoming increasingly unruly, and he would suffer a great loss sooner or later.

When Ah Gou arrived at the destination, neither the men on the left nor the men on the right came to his attention, and he began to suspect that his men had run away with the money.

He took a submachine gun from the trunk and placed it on the passenger seat, then drove off to the warehouse where the transaction would take place.

When he arrived at the warehouse, it was pitch black. After opening the warehouse door, he scanned the area with the headlights of his car and found it completely empty.

After taking a couple of steps, he felt something sticky under his feet. Looking down, he almost fell on his backside. The ground beneath his feet was soaked in blood and turned into mud, with bits of flesh and scraps of cloth mixed in.

"Ugh, ugh," Ah Gou bent over and dry heaved.

"How much blood will be lost? Where are my men?" That was the only thought in his mind.

It took him a long time to recover. He was panting heavily when he finally managed to get into his car, reversed, turned the steering wheel, and slammed on the gas pedal, heading towards the place where Zhu Youzai and the others were having a late-night snack.

An hour later, Ah Gou drove to a food stall, parked the car, turned off the engine, and without even putting on the handbrake, opened the car door, got out, and staggered towards the table where Piggy and his friends were sitting.

"Ah Gou, didn't you say you weren't going to eat? Come and sit down, today's shrimp porridge is very sweet."

"Zai, Zai-ge, no, something bad has happened."

"What's wrong with me? I can eat, sleep, and pick up girls."

"Brother Zai, my people are all gone!"

"That's it? Any of you who saw it, tell Ah Gou right away."

Everyone shook their heads.

"Brother Zai, what I mean is, all my men are dead."

"Dead? Where did they die? What were they doing? You bastard, what did I tell you when they came back?" Piggy was furious. He smashed the bowl of porridge in his hand directly onto Ah Gou. The scalding hot porridge made Ah Gou shiver, and he didn't dare to shout.

"Warehouse, warehouse, the warehouse we're going to pick up the goods from."

"Slap!" Piggy stood up and slapped Ah Gou across the face with a big shovel.

"Why did you send your men back?"

"Brother Zai, that's over ten million! How long will it take us to collect the fees?"

*Smack!* "Did a dog eat your brain?"

"me"

"Stop eating, everyone. Tao, take some men to the warehouse and check it out. Make sure the bodies are properly stored. We can't just let the people who killed us get away with this."

“You’re coming with me to see Brother Luo.” Piggy kicked Ah Gou.

"No, no body, nothing at all, only, only a ground of blood and, and bits of flesh."

"Ugh, ugh." Ah Gou started gagging again, remembering what he had just seen.

The lard boy looked terrible. Minced meat? Was it chopped with a knife?
"Atao, go check on him, Agou's mind is no longer clear."

"Yes, Brother Zai." Ah Tao called his men and drove off.

Piggy stuffed Ah Gou into his car, glanced down at the bloodstains on Ah Gou's feet, and cursed, "You damn bastard, all you do is cause me trouble."

Then he shouted to the driver, "Drive, to Luo Ge's house."

"Yes, Brother Zai."

When they arrived at Lei Luo's house, the maid said that Lei Luo was already asleep. Piggy and Ah Gou stood in the living room to wait. Piggy was too anxious to sit down, and Ah Gou was too afraid to sit down.

When he came in, Piggy had already asked someone to bring slippers for Ah Gou to change into, which dirtied Brother Luo's carpet and angered Brother Luo. It would be difficult for him to plead for forgiveness later.

"Son, why are you here so late? What's the rush?" Lei Luo came downstairs in his pajamas.

"Kneel down." Piggy kicked Ah Gou, who knelt down in front of Lei Luo with a thud.

"Kid, what are you and Ah Gou up to?"

“You tell me yourself.” Piggy kicked Ah Gou.

"Don't be so polite, we're all brothers," Lei Luo said, without telling Ah Gou to get up. Piggy rarely got this angry; this must be a big deal.

As he spoke, he sat down on the sofa and habitually took out a cigar from the cigar box. Piggy quickly went over to help him cut off the end of the cigar and took out a lighter to light it for him.

"Speak, what is it?" Lei Luo took a puff of his cigar and exhaled a thick cloud of smoke.

Ah Gou didn't dare to hide anything and told Lei Luo everything. At first, Lei Luo didn't think much of it. Double-crossing wasn't anything new. If it was handled cleanly and efficiently, it would just be a matter of cleaning up the mess.

But the more he listened, the uglier his expression became. This wasn't just a case of one person eating another; it was like biting into a rock, or even a diamond. More than twenty people, not one of them escaped, and their bodies were gone too. They didn't even know how the other side had done it.

"How long has Atao been gone?"

"They should be back soon," said Piggy.

"Let's wait for Tao to come back and see what he has to say."

"Yes."

"Go kneel over there and don't get in Luo Ge's way." Piggy kicked Ah Gou hard and winked at him.

Ah Gou quickly knelt down to a corner of the living room, lowering his head to minimize his presence.

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