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Chapter 12

Every kid who received the money was extremely excited.

It’s not to blame that they have no future, they are really the people at the bottom of Xiangjiang, and their lives are really miserable.

Even without the promised 10,000 yuan, I can still live for two months without worrying about food and drink.

Those who had received the money earlier went to Zhang Shan and registered their names on the roster.

Four-three-two (straw sandals) can recruit horses. There is no limit on how many people can be recruited. It depends on how much territory there is.

As big a pot as there is, put as much rice as you want.

As long as you write your name on the roster, you will be considered the first person.

Of course, you still need to formally worship at the mountain gate before you can use the name with the prefix.

Now these people can only use Lin Huaile's banner to make money.

The start-up team has been successfully established, including Changmao, the original Hexing and Sijiu, with a total of eighteen people.

Eighteen Arhats is an auspicious term.

Lin Huaile did not know at this time that ten years later, the names of these eighteen people would be nailed on the mission wall of Secretary O as the top arrest mission.

Allocate manpower to Changmao, Zhang Shan and other four-nine, and let them find the guy.

After everyone was gone, Lin Huaile turned his attention to the three dark and thin South Vietnamese.

"My father took you in."

"Now that he is dead, I don't want to accept any favors from you."

"You know whether this ship is sinkable or not, I don't need to tell you."

"Stay here, you'll get 10,000 yuan per person, and you'll be my leader from now on. If I have a bite to eat, it'll be yours."

"But, I need to see what you can do first!"

After Lin Huaile finished speaking, he stuffed 10,000 yuan into the hands of these three dark and thin men to see their reactions.

Airplane was tied to a chair, swallowing his saliva, looking straight at a pile of banknotes, wishing he could join in.

Three dark and skinny South Vietnamese guys, you looked at me, I looked at you, they looked at each other, and then the leading man was the first to speak and said: "We need legal status."

“A residence status that allows you to stay in Hong Kong.”

After saying that, he put his hand on the plane's shoulder, and the boy immediately let out a howl like a ghost.

The residence status in Xiangjiang is not as easy as it used to be.

Now, other than marrying a local, or applying after working legally for several years.

But cats have cat lanes, and dogs have dog lanes.

If there is demand, there will be a market.

There are people in the majors who specialize in this kind of business. There are many women in the stable who are short of money. They can get married for a few thousand yuan and there is no pressure at all.

Anyway, it’s only for a year, we don’t have to live together, we don’t even meet each other, and we get thousands of dollars for free, no fool would do it!

"This is easy to handle. Xinghe has dedicated personnel to do it. I guarantee there will be no problems."

Lin Huaile took out his cigarettes, threw one each, and agreed to their request.

"My name is Ruan Haijun, and they are my team members. The tall one is called Zheng Xian, and the rest are called Ding Qiu."

Ruan Haijun first called the door, then squatted down, released his hand on the plane's shoulder, and said calmly: "Tell me everything you know."

"I have a hundred ways to kill you, and I have two hundred ways to make your life worse than death!".

The plane's face was pale at this time. He had just pinched his shoulders and was in unbearable pain when he was half-stretched. He firmly believed that the dark and thin man in front of him did have three hundred ways to fuck himself.

"I said, I said."

Planes have no place under the command of Taro Biao, otherwise they wouldn't be able to do such trivial things as spying.

Seeing him speaking, Lin Huaile didn't hesitate and asked directly: "Why did Taro Biao send you here?".

The little secret in his heart was exposed all of a sudden. He was a little surprised, but the hand on his shoulder immediately tightened, so that he couldn't care about anything else and quickly said it all: "It was Taro Biao who asked me to come."

"He asked me to keep an eye on your every move, Mr. Le."

"I just received a call saying that the red stick and red star under his hand would come to destroy the place and asked me to wait to identify him."

Strike first to gain the upper hand!

What an old Bala!

Before she even bothered him, he came to her door.

"Long hair, long hair..."

Lin Huaile walked to the stairs and shouted loudly.

The long-haired man on the first floor quickly showed his head and shouted to Lin Huaile: "Boss, what's going on?".

"Clear the guests away, and we may create a big area in a while."

"I'll beat him to the bone, Taro Biao, he's such a bastard, he won't sleep all night."

"Do you have a sense of public morality?"

Lin Huaile briefly explained a few words, then returned to the plane, picked up a pile of money, stuffed it into the pocket of the plane, and said softly: "My body is in tatters, and my eyes went straight when I saw the money."

"You probably didn't do well under Taro Biao."

"I'll give you the opportunity to make a career, are you willing to seize it?".

These words, like a devil's whisper, immediately attracted all the plane's attention.

I have been following Taro Biao for two or three years, and he is still a 49-year-old.

To put it bluntly, this dress is ruined and I don’t know where to get money to buy a new one.

Xinji is different from Hutchison. It is a membership system. As long as you pay, you can join the Xinji family.

This was invented by Lin Xue, said to absorb fresh blood.

But all fools know that this is Yan Guo plucking hair, trying to scrape the oil out of Si Jiu's body.

There are more and more new people, and it is getting harder and harder for the elderly to get ahead. If they are not guarding a junior high school, eating will be a problem.

There was a thick pile of money stuffed into his shirt pocket, at least several thousand dollars.

This money was enough to buy two or three lives at Kowloon Walled City.

"No!"

The plane didn't even ask Lin Huaile what he wanted him to do, and he agreed immediately.

Lin Huaile was a little stunned.

This script is wrong!

Shouldn't we be loyal and unyielding and talk about brotherly loyalty?

In fact, it is not surprising that Lin Huaile made an empiricist error. Mainland gangs and Xiangjiang gangs are fundamentally different from each other.

Coupled with the exaggeration of Hong Kong gangster movies, many people think that the prefix is ​​all about loyalty.

But this is not the case.

Essentially, Ma Zai only works for prefixes. If the income is small, he can switch to other prefixes.

Of course, there are big bosses who share the joys and sorrows with Ma Zai, but most of them have no financial resources and can only rely on loyalty to maintain the team.

"Where does Taro Biao live?" Although Lin Huaile was confused, he still asked.

The plane's face darkened, he simply shook his head and said helplessly: "I only know that he lives in a villa in Diamond Mountain."

"I don't know the details. Only his boss, George, knows."

"Every day, Saji accompanies Taro Biao home, very carefully!".

Lin Huaile never expected the plane to respond to requests, but it was still necessary to insert a nail among the people of Taro Biao and report the situation in real time.

Know yourself and the enemy and you will be victorious in every battle.
Chapter completed!
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