Chapter 11 Section 10 "Skinny Monkey" was captured

on the plane. "Master, everything is going well. Before our people can do anything, there is already chaos there. No. 3 has successfully hidden, and he will definitely live up to the master's entrustment." A black shadow, but an old man who looks kind and somewhat similar to Santa Claus.The old man's nose was red, and the corners of his mouth were crooked when he smiled, which made the child who was held by his mother stare at him and "hehe" happily across the aisle. The roaring plane engine whizzed by. Mr. Qiao, who had just arrived in New York, USA, saw a trace of anxiety on his usually calm face when he saw the subordinate who picked him up from the plane.

"Are you sure he came to America?" "I'm sure, he got on the line of the Burmese drug lord Tatan, boarded the boat in Vietnam, and disembarked in San Francisco. I haven't found out his specific whereabouts yet, but as long as he is in the United States and gives me time, I will definitely find it." he." "Okay, let's spread out the people and find them, and I must find them." Mr. Qiao's face is full of determination. At this time, at the back door of a time-honored Chinese fast food restaurant called "Yi Chang Long" in New York's Chinatown, the owner Lin Xianglong was instructing the new takeaway guy: "Ah Fa, do you remember the address?"

"Remember, boss!" The new boy was very diligent, but he didn't like to talk. "Okay, remember to go and come back quickly! The store is still waiting!" This is not empty talk from the boss. The business of his store is very good, especially during meal times. The store of tens of square meters is already overcrowded. Can't be busy at all.The phone calling for food delivery is still ringing.Although this young man is new to New York, his ability to remember the road is very good. He can remember many places clearly after he has been there once.With a northern Cantonese accent, the boss, who was originally from the Lechang area in northern Guangdong, felt very cordial, so he hired him as a delivery worker.

To say that the immigration policy of the United States is indeed very strict, the boss also struggled here for more than ten years before he was able to apply for a green card.In such a small restaurant where the labor intensity is high and the wages cannot be paid too high, workers with green cards cannot be hired, and most of them are illegal workers without green cards. Now all kinds of black workers who are stranded in the United States through smuggling, escaping, or overstaying, etc., take extremely low wages, but pay several times more hardships than others, and live in this free country they yearn for .The U.S. Immigration Service keeps saying that these people will be deported, but it has always been a lot of thunder and little rain.After driving these people away, who will do the dirty and tiring work?

Under such circumstances, Afa smuggled to the United States, and quietly came to New York, found such a job, and settled down temporarily. In less than half an hour, Ah Fa, who was riding a bicycle, delivered several takeaways.When he returned to the store to pick up the meal, the waiter Yuan Meiying, who handed him the packed lunch box, took the opportunity to hand him a sandwich. "Ah Fa, you're hungry. Hurry up and fill it up. I prepared this and brought it from home. Eat it. Even the boss can't say anything if he sees it!" Ah Fa was stunned for a moment, and his usually calm face showed a bit of embarrassment: "No, no!" He pushed his hands, took the lunch box and ran out.

This Yuan Meiying is also a "black worker", but she is different from Ah Fa, she is an overseas student.It's just that the United States has regulations on international students that do not allow part-time jobs, so they are also considered "black workers".Seven days ago, on the night when Afa came to this "Yichanglong" to look for a job, Yuan Meiying returned to school after work, and met some black gangsters in the alley not far from the restaurant. Seeing that the Chinese female student was about to encounter misfortune, Ah Fa, who happened to be passing by, shot out righteously, and beat those boys a few times, and even the pistol that a gangster had just pulled out was handed over by Ah Fa.After this night, Yuan Meiying treated Ah Fa very differently.

It's just that Ah Fa is like a piece of wood. With the speed of love between American men and women, since the woman is affectionate, he might have eaten it up in three days, but he has not shown the slightest sign yet. To say that Yuan Meiying is quite pretty, has a good family background, and has a gentle personality, why is this Ah Fa so indifferent? Ah Fa really didn't have the time to accept the girl's kindness. He went out and came back, came back and went out again, and he had already run more than a dozen times.On this hot day, the sweat is still light, and the sweat on his body is wet and dry, and his dark blue cotton T-shirt is full of white salt marks.

It was finally time for dinner, and Ah Fa didn't say a word to Yuan Meiying. He just finished his meal quickly with his head down, and asked the boss for a leave of absence to go out. From lunch to dinner, employees can rest for two hours, but they are generally not allowed to leave the store. If they want to leave, they still have to ask the boss for leave.Although Ah Fa has only been here for seven days, he is diligent and well-behaved. The boss thinks that it is natural for him to need some personal items when he just arrived, so he readily agrees. Don't waste your money!" Ah Fa agreed in a low voice, and with the seven days' wages drawn from the boss, he felt something was wrong as soon as he walked out of the alley where the restaurant was located.

In front of the head were two tall white men, one on the left and one on the right, with their backs against the wall, smoking and talking.Ah Fa's ability to sense the crisis is superhuman. At this moment, although the two white men didn't show anything, he had a hunch that something was wrong! Slowly walking two steps forward, he suddenly looked back and saw that two Chinese men were already waiting on his way back. Now that the way back has been blocked, the only option is to move forward. He suddenly exerted force on his feet, trying to use his speed to break out of the encirclement.

Before he rushed to the two white men, two hard objects blocked his forehead: "Second Lieutenant Fang, we don't want to shoot!" Ah Fa's body trembled when he heard this, and he didn't dare to move immediately. "Second Lieutenant Fang, please don't get me wrong. We have no ill intentions towards you, it's just that my master wants to meet with you. Second Lieutenant Fang, please don't make things difficult for us runners." A young Chinese man came up behind and spoke slowly.Ah Fa——his person is the "thin monkey" who saw Cai and injured his brother and fled in a hurry after he appeared in the sky city.

After the thin monkey escaped from a narrow escape in Yunnan that day, he soon crossed the border to Myanmar.But he knew that Myanmar was too close to China to be safe, so he went to Vietnam on a smuggling boat to the United States through a drug lord he knew during his previous missions. When he arrived in San Francisco, USA, he was still worried, and secretly came to this bustling metropolis of New York. With the idea of ​​"a big hermit hiding in the city", he hoped to plunge into the bustling crowd and settle down quietly. Soon someone came to the door. Those who know the current affairs are heroes, no matter who the master is, he has no right to say no. When these people brought him to a villa located in this Chinatown, Fang Shaohua knew that he had bumped into someone's lair. The villa is quaint, and the owner who seems to be over fifty years of age treats guests according to the ancient etiquette, not to mention anything else, just the pot of top-quality Dahongpao, I'm afraid most people can't drink such good tea.It's just that Shouhou is not an educated person, so the master's winks are probably in vain. "Mr. Qiao, I'm a rough person. No matter how good this tea is, I don't think it's much better than plain water. I think you've gone to great lengths to 'invite' me to come, not just to drink tea and chat, right?" Mr. Qiao smiled slightly: "Second Lieutenant Fang—" "Stop, I'm no longer a second lieutenant, stop calling me like that!" Fang Shaohua immediately interrupted him. "Then what do you call it? Your Excellency 'Skinny Monkey'? I'm afraid it's disrespectful!" Mr. Qiao is self-restraining, still smiling, but he hides his needles in the cotton. Sure enough, when he heard the title "Skinny Monkey", the face of the man across from him sank.Although he attacked his brother that day, he still felt ashamed in his heart. "That's not necessary! What's 'Your Excellency' not 'Your Excellency', just hold your breath when you hear it. Just say so, don't worry about the title!" Fang Shaohua was not short-sighted, he saw that the other party was so accommodating, so he intentionally Gain the upper hand in words, and test the other party's bottom line. "Since Mr. Fang is so straightforward, the old man will stop hiding it. To be honest, if the old man wants something in Mr. Fang's hand, Mr. Fang can ask for a price." Although Fang Shaohua was mentally prepared, he knew that these people must be planning the bag of gold jewelry that he snatched that day, but he did not expect the old man on the opposite side to say so bluntly, "I just came here by smuggling from the mainland. I am a pauper with only this week's salary that I just got. Could it be that the old man made a mistake, how can I have something that the old man is interested in?" "Mr. Fang, don't be overly modest. Although Fang Shaohua, the 'thin monkey' in the Chinese special elite team 'Sleeping Bugs' was not well-known in the outside world, according to the rankings of those who know the situation, this 'thin monkey' is so dexterous and quick I'm afraid it can be ranked among the top three in the world's special forces. More than half a month ago, in Yunnan, my five underlings were bothered by Mr. Fang to teach me a lesson, Mr. Fang, thank you!" Mr. Qiao's words really mean Threats and intimidation, don’t look polite on the surface, they are both “troublesome” and “workable”, but the meaning is actually very clear: “Hey, boy, don’t give me a sloppy eye. There are five lives to be settled with you!" In fact, Mr. Qiao knew that the five subordinates were not killed by the man in front of him, but this guy's words were too annoying just now, and he pretended to be confused, so the old man wanted to deliberately bully others. "It turns out that those five brothers are your elders. Oh! This is really flooding the Dragon King Temple. I also said that if the five brothers were not dead, I would have to go through such a big trouble, running away and smuggling Is it? Old man, you must believe me, I really did not kill those five brothers." Fang Shaohua did not feel the murderous aura from the other party, knowing that he might know that the murderer was not himself.Anyway, there is no proof of death, so it might as well have a relationship with those five dead ghosts at this time. "So, Mr. Fang agreed to the old man's conditions that day?" Old Qiao still had a smile on his face. "Agreed! Why didn't you agree? Mr. Qiao's conditions are so generous, which was exactly what I needed most at that time. As soon as the brother asked, I immediately agreed. The most attractive condition at that time was to arrange for me to come to the United States. At this time, I I have already set foot on the territory of the United States, this..." Fang Shaohua was talking nonsense for a while. "Of course!" Mr. Qiao interrupted him, "It's just that Mr. Fang needs an American green card if he wants to sit back and relax. This matter is covered by the old man. Business is business, and this is a gift from the old man!" Fang Shaohua's eyes kept rolling when he heard this, but he didn't answer.Mr. Qiao didn't urge him, but he said seemingly unintentionally: "Mr. Fang's hiding skills are really rare in the world. If Mr. Fang hadn't taught a few black gangsters in Chinatown seven days ago, I'm afraid Even if the old man thinks about it, he can't think that Mr. Fang is right under the old man's nose!" After hearing this, Fang Shaohua's expression changed.He knew that this was Mr. Qiao's intention to ridicule himself, and his attack was regarded as a reckless act by others.But he didn't regret it: "Some things, since we bumped into each other face to face, we have to do it!"