Spring Thunder Chapter 0231: Savagery, Society
After watching the game, Nan Yi and Zhao Shixian walked out of the bar.
"Are you hungry?"
“A little.”
“Temple Street or Wan Chai?”
"Let's go to Wan Chai. It's closer. There's a new restaurant on Du Lao Zhi Road that does late-night snack business. Let's go and give it a try."
"As you say."
Nan Yi hugged Zhao Shixian and walked forward, but Zhao Shixian's feet were fixed on the ground. She said to Nan Yi pitifully, "I'm cold."
"Then you won't be cold if you run."
"Do you have to play dumb?"
Nan Yi rolled his eyes at Zhao Shixian and said, "I think you are playing dumb. I am only wearing a jersey. You should know that, right? Do you want me to take off my shorts and put them on you?"
"Hey, hold me tight."
"Virtue."
Nan Yi pulled Zhao Shixian's shoulders hard, and her body turned magnificently, so that she was face to face with Nan Yi. She raised her hands and lifted her up into the air.
"Not cold anymore?"
Zhao Shixian buried his head in Nan Yi's shoulder, "Yeah."
Nan Yi was holding a big child in his arms, walking step by step towards the direction where the car was parked. Zhao Shixian leaned her head on his shoulder, blew warm air into Nan Yi's neck, and left a red mark on his jersey. It was just over a minute's walk, but she was not idle at all.
Du Laozhi Road has been a prosperous street since the late 1940s.
Its prosperity is inseparable from the dance halls and nightclubs that line the streets. When night falls, the impatient Hou Saileis will appear here to treat their lumbar strain and kidney water deficiency.
The late-night snack stall that Zhao Shixian mentioned is just across from Du Laozhi's nightclub. It's Dou Ji, a restaurant that specializes in roast suckling pig. It also serves popular late-night snacks such as wonton noodles, fried rice, and porridge in Xiangkeng.
It was almost two o'clock in the morning, and there were still many customers here. Sixty percent of the tables were occupied. However, almost all of the customers were uniformed police officers. This was probably the designated place for the uniformed police officers to have a midnight snack.
"What to eat?"
"You have wonton noodles, I have white porridge, and the wontons are for me." Zhao Shixian took the initiative to decide what Nan Yi wanted to eat.
"Hey man, order something."
"Here I come." A guy in white clothes walked to Nan Yi's side.
"One serving of wonton, one serving of pretty girl, and one serving of boat porridge."
"Okay, do you want a drink?"
"that's all."
After Nan Yi sent his men away, he saw two uniformed policemen checking his bodyguard's ID card, one of them even had his hand on his gun holster.
"Your bodyguard is too conspicuous."
"It's okay. We are not afraid of investigation. We are all law-abiding citizens and have no criminal record in Xiangkeng."
"People follow you in and out every day. Don't you find it annoying?"
"It's okay. I'm used to it."
As Nan Yi spoke, he turned his head and looked out the window. As far as he could see, a few dwarfs were huddled in a corner, holding wooden sticks and baseball bats in their hands, looking towards the door of Du Laozhi's nightclub.
"What are you looking at?"
Seeing that Nan Yi didn't turn back for a long time, Zhao Shixian looked in the direction he was looking.
A man walked out of the door of Du Laozhi's nightclub, and then the group of dwarfs shouted "Kill him" and rushed towards the man with weapons in their hands.
Nan Yi shook his head, not understanding why these dwarf mules were shouting. The police sound the sirens to stop crimes, so what was the point of the dwarf mules shouting? Did they have to announce the names of their moves before they would make a move?
Crackling, when the dwarf mule's stick had already hit the unlucky guy, Nan Yi turned back and shouted to the uniformed policeman who was sitting there eating supper: "Sir, someone is chopping people outside."
When the uniformed police heard Nan Yi's words, one of them came to the window to take a look, and then said, "Someone really hacked someone."
"Let's go and take a look."
A character who should be the team leader grabbed the hat on the table, called out to other colleagues, and several people stood up together, put their hats on their heads, pressed their heads with one hand, and ran out quickly.
Nan Yi and Zhao Shixian were still leaning against the window to watch, and soon they saw the uniformed police surrounding them. The group of dwarf mules immediately scattered like birds and beasts, fleeing in different directions, and the uniformed police also split into several groups to chase them.
A uniformed police officer checked the beaten man lying on the ground and contacted the headquarters using the intercom hanging on his chest.
"The short mule in the society is really a bit arrogant."
"This street is the territory of Xin'an Company. These people outside don't look like they are from Xin'an Company."
"Are you familiar with the people in the society?"
"I'm not familiar with them, but Xin'an Company has been entrenched in Xiangkeng for so many years, so I've always heard a little about their affairs. Have you heard of the four major families back then?" Zhao Shixian also turned around and looked at Nan Yi and said.
"The four companies supported by the 500 million inspector?"
"Yes, the four big families were really arrogant back then. But what's the big deal? They were just dogs kept by others. Behind Bo Hao and Jiang Zai stood the Xin'an Company. Most of the money they earned was sucked away by the Xin'an Company."
"Oh, there is such an inside story? Then whose territory is this?" Nan Yi asked pretending to be ignorant.
"The Tiger of Wan Chai, I heard he's still very young, born in 1961 or 1962."
"That's amazing. He will surely remain forever young and live forever in the hearts of restless young people."
"That sounds really weird. Are you saying he's going to die a violent death?"
"Isn't the short mule just one foot on the coffin shop and one foot on Stanley?"
"It was true before, but it's hard to say now. The societies have become smarter, or maybe the real estate tycoons need them, so they let the societies do the work of reclaiming buildings and land. They stay firmly behind the scenes, so if something goes wrong, it has nothing to do with them.
As for the society, they hold a machete in one hand and play law with the other. Many law firms in Central take on the society's business and make a lot of money in a year."
"Is this turning gray?" Nan Yi exclaimed: "In the future, will they invest in movies and become movie tycoons? Will they appear on the screen as stars, appear on the headlines of newspapers and become public figures?"
"I think so. The box office of Hong Kong movies is getting better and better. I am a little jealous and want to invest. These associations will definitely not let go of this piece of fat meat.
Most importantly, if a movie does well at the box office, not only can you make money, but you can also spend the money you have sitting under your bed."
"How much would it cost to pile up a bed with Hong Kong dollars?"
"That depends on the denomination."
“500.”
"Then let's do the math. It's 2.2 meters long, 2 meters wide, and 0.6 meters high..."
Nan Yi changed the subject very quickly. After he and Zhao Shixian calculated how much a bed would cost, they also calculated how much could be put into a suitcase and a backpack.
Then, Nan Yi brought up the topic of kidnapping and how the kidnappers would collect the ransom. The two discussed how the kidnappers would evade the police...
Nan Yidong's rambling was intended to indirectly remind Zhao Shixian to pay attention to his personal safety.
As for why he had to beat around the bush, it was because Zhao Shixian wanted to enjoy complete freedom and didn't like anyone following him in and out.
After sending Zhao Shixian home and waiting for him to lie down in bed, it was already four o'clock in the morning, but he still got up at five o'clock and went out for exercise with the two little girls on time.
The family tradition of a family starts to become crooked from the top beam. If the top beam is crooked, the lower beams will also become crooked. If he himself does not set a good example, how can he expect those below him to learn from him?
