Chapter 12: The Smiling Tiger (text)
"I want to come to the house with a spy. Not to mention the family, I don't know how many people are staring at it over there. I'm afraid that our disappearance will already cause a storm in the city. This time things are too rushed, if you give more time to prepare, maybe you can hide it from the Ye family! ”
The sick ghost said pretentiously. Although the days of 'South Ye and North Zhang' have long passed, the Ye family's defense of the Zhang family is not less at all, and they are afraid that one day the Zhang family will return to the mainland and recover the blood debt of the year. This time they leaked their whereabouts, and it should be the Ye family's eyeliner in Hong Kong that they discovered.
"Impossible, even if the Ye family's eyeliner found us, it wouldn't be such a coincidence, just in time for us to talk to Mei Zhan, could it be that the sky and the earth have clairvoyance?"
Zhang Meng secretly thought in his heart, could it be that this spy is the descendant of the Zhang family?
Zhang Meng suddenly remembered the meaningful look that the uncle looked at him, and the more Zhang Meng thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible, but who was the person behind him. The three uncles, the lame uncle, the ghost uncle, and the white horse Zhao San, these people have almost accompanied them from childhood to adulthood, and they usually take good care of themselves, how can they be spies?
But if not, they just came to the ghost market, and Grimace mixed in and poisoned Mei Zhan, how can this coincidental attack be explained?
"Ah Meng, did you find anything?"
The unpredictable look on Zhang Meng's face, naturally he didn't escape Chen Cripple's eyes, he thought that Zhang Meng had made a discovery, and asked curiously at the moment.
Zhang Meng's heart moved, but he didn't say what he thought in his heart: "After Mei Zhan dies, what will happen to our Zhang family's business here, and will our action this time be in vain?" ”
"Hehe, so you're worried about these things. Don't worry, your uncle has always done things well, don't look at him all the time in Hong Kong, but Mei Zhan is not the only successor trained here! I'll call your uncle later and ask him to arrange someone to take over Mei Zhan's position. Chen lame shook his head and said, Zhang Shaohong is calm, thinks about it, and leaves a back hand for every step, so he was able to lay such a big foundation in that turbulent era of raising guns for bandits.
"This time, the Ye family even dispatched Tiangang Digang, the intention is by no means so simple, it must be trying to attack Ah Meng and let the Zhang family cut off their children and grandchildren!"
Zhao San rarely restrained his usual hip-hop look, and he continued solemnly: "I can't change the fact now, that is, we are always under the watchful eye of the Ye family, I mean go back immediately, it's too dangerous to stay here......"
"How can this be, my father's matter has not yet begun to be investigated, how can he return empty-handed!"
Zhang Meng said anxiously, this time it was Zhang Shaohong who nodded, he could leave Hong Kong, if he went back like this, he didn't know how to wait until the Year of the Monkey to come out for the second time.
"Third child, I think you are a little too worried, we should do the opposite, get rid of Liu Qu's idea as quickly as possible, and find out the cause of Ye Ye's death before the Ye family reacts. No matter how smart Ye Ba is, he would never have thought that we would know that there are tigers in the mountains, and we would prefer to go to the tiger mountains......"
Chen Cripple thought for a moment before he said slowly.
"It's too risky!" Zhao San picked up the cigarette gun and shook his head and said.
"The two of you are arguing separately, just wait for Hongye to reply, he must have made a decision about this kind of thing." The sick man coughed and said softly. Hearing Zhang Shaohong's name, the two did not continue to quarrel.
Although Mei Zhan is dead, the ghost market has not fallen into chaos, Zhao San and they are all experts in dealing with this kind of thing, so naturally they will not let the situation deteriorate further.
Zhang Shaohong reacted quickly, he arranged for a bald head who was full of anger to take over Mei Zhan's class, and the guys in the ghost market seemed to be very familiar with this bald head, so they completed the handover very smoothly. In addition, the bald head brought a sentence from Zhang Shaohong.
"Check!"
Hearing this, Zhang Meng's heart that had been hanging on finally let go, since the uncle said this, it showed that he had left a back hand and would not let the Ye family's conspiracy succeed.
"This matter has finally come to an end, it's a pity that Mei Zhan's last sentence couldn't be said, otherwise it will definitely help us track down the clues of Ye Ye, this damn grimace will come to a bad thing." Zhao San scolded.
"If I want to be young, I'll play him to death!"
"Third uncle, don't brag, eat." Zhang Meng stuffed his mouth full, and he gestured vaguely.
In an elegantly decorated room, Zhang Meng and Zhao San, the sick ghost, and the lame three were eating wolf-eating, busy for several hours, and several people were hungry. At this time, a rooster crow came from a distance.
"It's actually the fourth watch, and the night has passed like this."
Chen Cripple said speechlessly, in a trance like a dream, who would have thought that in just one night, the ghost market would have a new owner. Zhao San and the others were a little sleepy, after all, they were all older, unlike Zhang Meng, who was still alive and well, and they couldn't stand it at this time without sleeping all night, and the three of them yawned after eating.
"Mengye, three uncles, have you rested?"
There was a few gentle knocks outside the door, three heavy and three light, four short and two long.
Zhao San squinted his eyes and listened to the movement outside the door, and after confirming that there was no one else, he opened the door gently, they were able to survive in the old Beijing where there were many masters, and they made a lot of reputation, relying on the word 'careful'. Walking on rivers and lakes is no different from walking on thin ice, and if you are not careful, you will be doomed.
Outside the door, there was a burly man with high cheekbones. Although his appearance is scary, he has a Maitreya Buddha-like smile on his face, and he feels very comfortable without speaking.
Only those who are familiar with him know that this person is an out-and-out smiling tiger, extremely ruthless, once did business to deceive his friends and went bankrupt, he lurked in his friend's hometown for three years, his friend thought that things were calm, so he came back quietly with a family, but unexpectedly the bald head has been squatting next door to his house, this time he came back and just hit a square, as a result, a family of six did not survive, all of them were slaughtered by bald heads, the means were cruel, even some Jiangyang thieves were not afraid to let it go. And Zhang Shaohong also took a fancy to his ruthlessness, which cultivated him into a dark chess move in the ghost market.
In the ghost market, there are all kinds of people, and if they are not ruthless or vicious, they will not be able to stand at all.
"Meng Ye, three uncles. At four o'clock tonight, all this batch of goods can be delivered, do you need to send a few good hands to follow at that time? ”
Zhang Meng knew that the bald head was talking about the tomb robbery tools, and before he could speak, Zhao San said loudly: "This matter needs to be kept secret, just a few of us old guys will do it ourselves, don't let the brothers here know, understand?" ”
"Understood, I know how to do it."
The bald head nodded and turned to leave, and Zhao San stared at the bald head's back for a long time before returning to the room.
"Cripple, what do you think of this person, is he reliable?" Zhao San went back to the house and lit his cigarette gun and took a few puffs, and asked comfortably.
There was no ventilation in this room, Zhang Meng choked on the smell of smoke and tears came out, and he stared at Zhao San viciously: "What is reliable or unreliable, this person is a confidant arranged by the uncle, how can he be a bad person?" It's okay to let the bald head find me a few bags in my hands, or who will carry so much luggage at that time? ”
Zhang Meng yawned and said a little hazy.
"Ahem, ahem!"
Zhao San angrily swallowed a mouthful of turbid air into his stomach, and almost burst into tears.
"You little rabbit cub, I really don't know the bloodline of the Zhang family, how did you come out of your pig, do you want to enjoy it or go to the inverted fight, and you have to find two porters, and then find you two girls to serve you to sleep, do you want to? If there are a few more moles, you will still have a few heads to enjoy when I see it! ”
"Third uncle, don't worry, I saw that you were about to fall asleep just now, so this is just a joke. Third uncle, you see that you are so unfazed, your hand is pointed at my nose, there is no politeness at all, uncle doesn't often say, you elders, you should care more about me! ”
"You shit, when did your uncle say these fucking things!"
"Meng Zai, let me tell you a word, at that time, the people who walked the underworld in old Beijing were familiar to everyone: the most terrifying thing in the world is not the mechanism, not the bullet, but the human heart, the word human heart, the most dangerous." The sick ghost said lightly.
"Since you have decided to take this path, you must know that you are now living a life with your head pinned to your belt, and no one should believe it lightly!"
"Hmm!" Zhang Meng has a bright mind, and he knows what the sick ghost wants to express to him.