Chapter 1219 It’s not impossible
“I’m all ears.”
Chu Heng showed an interested look, wanting to see what clever tricks this old Jianghu could come up with.
“Easy!”
Zhang glanced up and took a sip of wine. There was a faint hint of madness on the red face of the black man: “Either kidnapping, my wife, my children, my father and my mother. Just tie him up! Let him get something to change!”
"Or just go ahead and rob, find a bunch of desperadoes, and kill them till they bleed like rivers of blood!"
"Ahem!"
I didn't expect this old guy to be so brave. Heng almost choked to death with a mouthful of wine, and hurriedly waved his hands: "This can't be done, the cruelty is too strong, we have to establish correct values, burning, killing and looting are not allowed, there will be harmony "
"Why is it so serious? They can come here to kill people and steal things, but we can't take them back?"
"Well...although I think you said that. There's nothing wrong with it, but it's important that we save our lives, right? If we do what you say, I guess we won't survive for two chapters!"
"Coward!"
Zhang glanced at him with disdain, pondered again, and then said: "If it doesn't work out clearly, we can only think about it in the long term."
" What do you say?" Chu Heng looked over with a palpitating expression, praying in his heart that the old man wouldn't come up with any crazy talk about beheading.
“I haven’t thought about it yet.” Unexpectedly, the old man shook his head.
"Are you kidding me?" Chu Heng's eyes widened in astonishment, and he was speechless. He silently put the remaining pig's trotters into his bowl. He suddenly felt that this old man was here. Cheating on eating and drinking.
"I have nothing to do and I stay up late at night to tease you here?" Zhang said angrily: "I don't even know what's going on with my grandson now, what can I do? Please tell me quickly. We can only wait and see what he is doing."
"Actually, I don't know much about it." Chu Heng pondered for a moment and then found out what he said from Adolf and his wife. I told the old man something about Benshamin.
After Zhang Yi heard this, he held the wine glass and thought about it carefully. After a while, he glanced at Chu Heng who was drinking by himself, licked his lips and said, "I have a bold idea."
"But it doesn't matter." Chu Heng looked at him calmly.
He said with a smile: "Didn't you just say that the grandson has a sister who is a trap? I think we can start with his sister. With your pretty face and strong capital, we can win She..."
"Stop it, stop it!" Chu Heng's handsome face instantly turned black: "What's your bad idea? Do I have to seduce someone just to get something? Am I crazy, are you crazy?"
“Tsk, you’re not at a disadvantage.”
“You’re not me, how did you know that? "Why don't you suffer a loss?"
"Why do you, a great man, suffer a loss? Besides, this is really for the sake of national justice. What's the matter with you making some sacrifices?"
"It's useless to say this. I won't go anyway. You can go by yourself if you can."
"If she can like me, do you think I dare not?"
"She doesn't like you, doesn't she still have an old lady? You try."
" Provoke me?"
"Yes!"
"...I won't fall for it!"
"Bang!"
Chu Heng sneered, picked up the wine cup and touched it with him: "Isn't it unethical? Why don't you get up?"
"It's important that my old arms and legs don't If I get hit, I will no longer be afraid of stirring up the big vat with toothpicks. Not to mention being tired, people will still dislike me and look down on me.”
Zhang glanced at me and winked. He chuckled, like an old ruffian, and then the two of them chatted a few more words. The old man lit up his cigarette and said leisurely: "There is too little useful information, and I really can't think of too specific methods, but I I have a few stories that I can tell you, maybe they will be useful." "Just tell me, don't worry," Chu Heng said casually, crossing his legs.
"Then let me talk about the former Qing Dynasty first."
"Okay!"
"By the way, during the reign of Emperor Qianlong, there was a Baylor who had a seat in his house that was half a person tall. The mutton-fat white jade Buddha is priceless.”
Ouch! "
"It happened that this matter was known by a businessman. This man was very wealthy and loved jade. After hearing about it by chance, he couldn't sleep at night and thought about it day and night, so he was obsessed with it. Got the idea of this Jade Buddha.”
"Yo!"
"You should understand the situation at that time. No matter how rich a businessman is, he is like a firefly or a bright moon compared with the powerful, but he got things by relying on tricks!"
“How did you do it?”
“He first looked for an opportunity to get acquainted with that Baylor, and also waited for an opportunity to get him to smoke. You should know this thing, right? As long as you get into it, your wealth will not be enough to lose you!”
“I’ve heard a lot about it!”
"But that's not all. The grandson then secretly sent someone to get acquainted with a prince of the royal family, and opened a gambling shop with him, and then led Baylor to become addicted to gambling again! This two-pronged approach, This cup of Lord Baylor soon ruined all the family wealth, and the jade temple was not allowed to be used. The music was sold to the businessman whom he regarded as his best friend!"
"This grandson is so bad!" Chu Heng was stunned for a while: "You really can't touch this gambling drug!"
"Huang is not a good thing." Zhang glanced and sneered.
“How much money can this cost?” Chu Heng disagreed.
"Don't believe it? Then I'll tell you another story." Zhang glanced at the drink and continued shaking his head: "This happened in the Republic of China..."
...
The two of them were drinking and chatting like this, one talking and the other listening, and before they knew it, the sky was getting bright.
Chu Henglong listened to five stories in total, each of which was full of intrigues and intrigues. While he benefited a lot, he also suddenly woke up.
He is used to being a master in Sijiu City and is used to those simple and unpretentious tricks. He has almost forgotten the insidiousness of the capitalists on the street lights.
So, it’s not that we can’t use external tactics to deal with Benshamin!
"Master Zhang, today I was slapped in the butt by a telephone pole, and my eyes were opened!"
In the room.
The drunken Chu Heng glanced at Zhang and clasped his fists: "You have a lot of things in your belly. The ancients have never deceived me. An old man in a family is like a treasure!"
"Haha, little thief, study hard." Zhang smiled happily and finally felt the long-lost respect again.
"Okay, that's it for today. I'll talk to the French couple later and find out more useful information. Then you can give it to the staff." Chu Heng stood up and said .
"Then you have to hurry up!" Zhang said with a glance: "I don't know how many years the old man can live. I hope you can let me take a look at the things that were robbed before I die!"
"What are you talking about being frustrated? What about that, have you forgotten the words left by your ancestors? Good people don’t live long, and disasters last for thousands of years. You’re just a bad person, you’ll have to live at least two hundred years!” Chu Heng said.
“Get out of here, you are so talented and full of bad ideas.” Zhang grabbed a pig bone and threw it away.
“Haha, I can’t compare with you in terms of water.” Chu Heng laughed and ran away, then left.
(End of this chapter)