Chapter 210 I’ll take %, is that okay with you? The mainland, a small coastal town. In the dilapidated house, the lights flickered and the occasional barking of dogs could be heard outside the window, which seemed a bit creepy in the silence of the night. The room was not big to begin with, and was filled with a few camp beds that creaked every time one turned over. There were a pile of pots and pans scattered on the floor, and a few rifles in the corner. Shengji pulled off the quilt covering his head, opened his sleepy eyes with difficulty, and cursed: "There are power outages every other day, and now there is insufficient voltage. I really don't know what those people do for a living..." Bazhong turned over and said helplessly: "Those people only care about themselves and don't care about us." "It's better to go to bed early, otherwise your stomach will growl again in the second half of the night." As he spoke, Lieutenant General Eight tightened the red string around his trouser waist, and only then did he feel less uncomfortable in his stomach. At this time, He Yaodong put down the phone in his hand and shouted excitedly: "We are rich! We are rich!" "We are finally going to be prosperous!"
Seeing this, Wu Feitou, who was lying dead on the bed, quickly got up, without even putting on his clothes, and ran to He Yaodong and asked, "Brother Dong, what's going on?" "Do we have a chance to go to Hong Kong Island this time?" The fat girl who came out of the toilet wiped her right hand on her pants casually and hurried over. The target boy who was hiding in the quilt and secretly reading the pornographic magazine also pulled up his pants as quickly as possible, wiped the liquid on his hands on the wall without saying a word, and then put it to his nose to smell it, but was choked and frowned. He could only put his left hand in his trouser pocket and ran to He Yaodong. "That's right!" "I received a big order this time, a full million Hong Kong dollars. As long as we complete this job, we will all become rich!" He Yaodong shook Fatty madly, shouting at the top of his voice, looking extremely excited. The fat girl, who was already fat, was shaken like this, and the fat on her face began to swing layer by layer, just like a Shar-Pei dog, which was very funny. At this time, Shengji and Bazhong, who were lying on the bed, also climbed up as quickly as possible, and all gathered around He Yaodong, asking questions in unison. "Brother Dadong, what kind of job is this? How can you make so much money at once?" "Here, earning 40 Hong Kong dollars a month is considered a lot. If you put million Hong Kong dollars together, I can't imagine how high and thick it is." "When I have money, I will definitely build a big house for my family, marry a wife, and start a small business. This little life is so happy..." Without exception, everyone present was shocked by the number million! In mainland China at that time, the production team system had not yet been completely abolished. Excluding those who earned work points, the only people who could earn 40 yuan a month just by working had to be factory workers. For idle and unemployed vagrants like them, it would be a blessing if they could earn twenty yuan a month. One million Hong Kong dollars, even if six people share it equally, they can get nearly three hundred thousand! In this era when people with a monthly income of 10,000 yuan are just legends, the purchasing power of 300,000 yuan is extremely terrifying! It is understandable that they are so excited.
He Yaodong looked at his men dancing with joy, and immediately put his hands behind his back, snorted coldly, and said with a dark face: "Silence!" "What did I always tell you? If you want to achieve great things, you must learn to keep your emotions under control!" "Look at what you are like now. How can I take you to Hong Kong Island to make a fortune?" Seeing that the boss got angry, several people immediately lined up and stood at attention, not daring to say another word. Only the target shooter disagreed, thinking, "You were the one who shouted the loudest just now, but now you are teaching us a lesson." Seeing the obedient crowd, He Yaodong nodded in satisfaction, until he saw the target boy's left hand in his pocket, his face darkened again. He Yaodong walked in front of the target boy and scolded him: "Don't you understand that you can't put your hands in your pockets when I'm giving you a lecture?" "What on earth is in there? Take it out and show it to me!" The action is imminent, and He Yaodong will never allow anyone to dare to challenge his authority! He must occupy a well-deserved dominant position among this group of people! The target boy seemed to be hesitant to speak, shook his head, and whispered: "Nothing..." Seeing this, He Yaodong pointed at his forehead and shouted: "If you don't take it out, you won't be able to go to Hong Kong Island this time." "I'll only count to three!" "one!" As soon as He Yaodong finished speaking, the target shooter took out his left hand, spread out his palm, and placed it in front of him, looking as if he had lost all hope in life. Due to the flickering light, He Yaodong couldn't see clearly and could only lower his head and move closer to look. In an instant, an indescribable yet extremely familiar smell entered his nose and went straight to the top of his head. "Cough cough cough..." He Yaodong was choked and coughed. He looked at the target shooter with a look of disappointment. Then, he waved his hand, signaling him to return to the team. "Okay, let's end this matter here." "Next, let's talk about the distribution ratio this time." Although everyone was very curious about what He Yaodong had seen just now, they were obviously more concerned about how much money each person could get. He Yaodong cleared his throat, organized his words, and said, "The reason why this mission is worth as much as million is because the target's identity is somewhat special, a wealthy businessman from Hong Kong who has recently become famous." "Besides, what we need to do is not kidnapping, but to kill the other party directly." "I've told you the mission. Has anyone chosen to quit?" Everyone shook their heads without hesitation. It's not like they haven't killed people before, and faced with the temptation of million Hong Kong dollars, no one wants to back out. "Very good, since no one has withdrawn, I will tell you the distribution ratio." "Since I'm your eldest brother, and I was the one who got you this job, I'll take 50%, which is 850,000 Hong Kong dollars. Do you have any objection?" After saying this, He Yaodong scanned everyone's face with his sharp eyes.
Of course, everyone would not sing a different tune at this time, and they immediately nodded and said, "Brother Dong should take 50%, we all agree!" "That's right. Without Brother Dong, we wouldn't be where we are today. He should get 50%!" Hearing this, He Yaodong nodded with satisfaction and continued, "The remaining 850,000 will be divided equally among the five of you, with each of you getting 170,000." "Let me be frank with you. If anyone gets injured during the operation and holds everyone back, I will definitely give him a bullet." "But don't worry. I will also give the money to the families of any brothers who died in action. Don't worry." He Yaodong's words made everyone feel heavy-hearted. No one wanted to be the one to die in the end. However, their sadness was soon diluted by the huge sum of money they were about to receive, and they fell into a state of excitement. Afterwards, He Yaodong picked up the phone again and contacted the smuggler. At the same time, Hong Kong Island was plunged into darkness. As the sunlight faded, scenes of crimes hidden in the darkness were unfolding one after another. (End of this chapter)