Chapter 115
The old man in the mandarin jacket counted out a stack of large-denomination bills and handed them to Cao Weiguo.
"Young man, you really have ability. Can we trade long-term?"
Cao Weiguo shook his head: "No."
Long-term trading had too much risk, and the income wasn't proportional.
His goods didn't struggle to sell in the Pigeon Market; he didn't need to cultivate big clients.
The old man in the mandarin jacket said regretfully, "Sigh, you young man are too cautious."
Cao Weiguo said, "I still have one hundred jin of pork offal, five mao per jin. Do you want it?"
The old man in the mandarin jacket: "Yes!"
Cao Weiguo turned to get the goods, and the old man in the mandarin jacket said to the burly man, "Let Old Six come over in a moment to move the goods."
A dozen minutes later, Cao Weiguo returned carrying the pork offal.
Pork offal, also called pork innards or pork scraps, generally refers to pig internal organs or parts of other organs.
Although not as good as pork, it was still a rare and good item.
After completing the transaction, Cao Weiguo said goodbye and turned to leave.
The old man in the mandarin jacket said, "This group of people is not simple."
Cao Weiguo left twice to get goods, and the quantity was so large.
It naturally created the appearance of a "gang" operation.
Most importantly: according to normal human thinking, such a large business is not something one person can do.
After leaving the Pigeon Market, Cao Weiguo walked toward the place where he parked.
Because he met a big client, it saved him a lot of time.
This time, the income was 400 yuan, and the expenditure was 500 yuan.
But this 500 yuan was absolutely worth spending.
The antiques bought for a few hundred yuan would be worth millions or tens of millions in the future.
Cao Weiguo hummed a little tune in a happy mood.
The feeling of quietly getting rich is really good.
Don't be impatient, have patience, and develop stealthily!
One day, he will be wealthy and prosperous!
Just as he was fantasizing about a beautiful future, three dark shadows suddenly chased after him.
One of them held a stick and struck toward the back of Cao Weiguo's head.
"Damn it! Even being this careful doesn't work!"
"Boom!"
"Ah!"
Cao Weiguo turned and kicked, sending that person flying more than two meters.
"This guy is tough!"
That person fell to the ground screaming, and the other two slowed their pace in shock.
"Hand over the money you have on you."
"Otherwise, don't blame our brothers for being ruthless."
The other two held daggers, their eyes fierce as they approached step by step.
Seeing this posture, Cao Weiguo knew he had encountered ruthless characters.
Encountering this situation for the first time, even with skills, it was hard to avoid being a little nervous and afraid.
Cao Weiguo subconsciously took two steps back.
His right hand reached to his lower back, and a watermelon knife appeared in his hand.
This watermelon knife was a cutting tool rewarded by the system.
A good knife forged from stainless steel; he didn't expect to use it in such a place.
Cao Weiguo said with a cold face, "The three of you are out and about, don't make a wrong move!"
Two people walked toward Cao Weiguo, and the one who had been kicked away also crawled up.
"Kid, be sensible. We only want money."
A tall, burly man took a step forward, holding a dagger, his expression fierce.
Cao Weiguo said coldly, "I advise you to leave!"
"Refusing a toast only to drink a forfeit!"
The tall man gave a sharp shout and charged fiercely at Cao Weiguo with the dagger.
"You asked for this!"
"Puff!"
"Ah!"
A flash of blade light passed, fresh blood sprayed, and the tall man fell backward with a scream.
The man holding the wooden stick shouted in panic: "Boss!"
The man holding the folding knife roared fiercely: "You're looking for death!"
"Boom!"
Cao Weiguo kicked out, this kick fast and ruthless.
It directly kicked the roaring man flying three meters away.
"Stop!"
The man holding the wooden stick wanted to run, but Cao Weiguo chased after him in a flash.
"Grandpa, spare my life! Grandpa, spare my life!"
With the watermelon knife resting on his shoulder, the man was so scared he let go of the wooden stick, trembling and begging for mercy in fear.
At this moment, he hated himself for being blinded by greed!
"Shut up!"
Cao Weiguo said in a low voice, "In a voice only I can hear, tell me what those two people's names are? Where do they live? If you lie, don't think about seeing tomorrow's sun."
At this, the man felt like he had fallen into an ice cellar, facing a difficult choice.
On one side was brotherly loyalty!
On the other side was his own life!
Cao Weiguo: "I'll count to three, if you don't speak..."
The man immediately betrayed his brothers: "One is named Liu Shan, one is named Zhao Yuanchao, they live in Courtyard 17, Song Mu Alley!"
Cao Weiguo gave a cold laugh: "Get on the ground!"
"Yes!"
The man immediately lay on the ground, and Cao Weiguo looked at the other two:
"Liu Shan, Zhao Yuanchao, crawl to me on your knees."
"You!"
"Sun Chao, you disloyal bastard!"
Liu Shan clutched his right shoulder, from which blood was flowing, his face pale as paper, his eyes filled with fear.
Liu Shan cursed angrily with such eyes, feeling both afraid and hateful in his heart.
Their identities had been exposed; they either had to finish the other person off or be at the mercy of others.
But they already knew how tough he was; let alone finishing him off, it would be good enough not to be finished off themselves.
Bad luck!
How could they have run into such a tough character!
The two knelt on the ground in humiliation, crawling toward Cao Weiguo inch by inch.
Reporting to the police was out of the question!
After all, what he was doing wasn't honorable either.
But he couldn't bring himself to cut the weeds and eliminate the roots either.
Cao Weiguo looked down at the two: "Tell me, how should I deal with you?"
Sun Chao begged for mercy urgently: "Grandpa, I didn't recognize Mount Tai. Please show mercy. I still have a mother and children, I..."
"Shut up!" ===== CHAPTER 117 =====
End of Chapter
