Seeing Fang Cheng looking a little confused.
Ma Donghe then slowly explained the specific situation:
"We recovered a total of thirty rifles from Warehouse, seventeen Submachine Gun, two Light Machine Guns, and four Night Vision Goggles."
"With so many goods, we cannot sell them all at once, because the target is too big, it is easy to attract informants, and the price will also be lowered by those black-hearted guys."
"Currently, Yingjun and I have disposed of half of the rifles, seven Submachine Guns, through reliable channels, with a total income of 640,000 yuan. The more valuable Light Machine Guns and Night Vision Goggles are still in stock."
"Also, the two things you took from Wu Shih Hao's office, that Pure Gold Maitreya Buddha, I'm going to melt it into Gold Bars and then sell it."
"The other one is Antique, which is difficult to dispose of at the moment. It will take a while to find a buyer and estimate the price..."
Looking at Ma Donghe calculating his accounts carefully, he looks like a new generation of underground arms dealer.
Fang Cheng thought for a while, then said:
"Donghe, Yingjun, you two can keep this money for now. Just exchange the things I brought back for money and then give them to me."
Ma Donghe raised his brows when he heard this, a little angry:
"A Cheng, if you think that I, Ma Donghe, are still brothers, take these words back."
Then, he took a deep breath and said seriously:
"Let's not talk about these Firearms equipment. You only got them by risking Danger and killing Red Tiger Gang's people."
"We have to calculate the accounts carefully. Red Tiger Gang's troubles were all caused by me alone, but you saved two of my lives in succession."
"Brother, put your words here. From now on, you will be my Ma Donghe closest brother. You ask me to go east, but I dare not go west. You ask me to kill chickens, but I dare not kill sheep..."
Hearing him express his feelings so passionately, Fang Cheng couldn't help but open his mouth and tried to persuade him.
Ma Donghe immediately stretched out his hands and pulled the money on the seat neatly.
"In this way, you get 80%, and Yingjun and I each get 10%. It will be enough to pay for the hard work of running errands."
Fang Cheng saw this and did not say anything further.
This was originally a windfall, but it would be inappropriate to divide it too clearly.
"Okay."
Fang Cheng then nodded, took away his share of the money and put it into his satchel.
Fifty stacks of Hundred Yuan Bills made the bag bulge in the blink of an eye.
With this huge sum of money in his account, Fang Cheng suddenly felt much more confident.
Suddenly, I remembered an old saying Underworld:
"Money is a Hero's Courage, seek wealth and wealth in danger!"
However, as soon as the thought came to mind, this embarrassing sentence was quickly thrown out of my mind.
In order to avoid making yourself look like a gangster who has just robbed a wealthy family and is sharing his crimes with his accomplices.
Fang Cheng collected the money and looked at Ma Donghe pretending to be calm:
"Donghe, you are so famous now, hasn't Red Tiger Gang continued to cause trouble for you these days?"
Ma Donghe's excitement gradually calmed down, and he shook his head:
"I asked around on the road for information. They seemed to believe that the police were handling the case and attacked Warehouse. It is said that Special Search Team was also involved. They probably regarded me as an informant working for the police."
"So I don't dare to act rashly now, I'm just busy clearing my relationship with Wu Shih Hao."
Fang Cheng Hearing this, he couldn't help but recall those two mysterious guys wearing Combat Uniform and covering their faces.
"Since they chose to keep things quiet, let's stop causing trouble. It's best to stay calm during this period."
Listening to Fang Cheng's instructions, Ma Donghe nodded in agreement.
His current attitude toward Fang Cheng can be described as obedient and convinced.
Huang Mao turned to look at his elder brother in surprise.
I just feel that he is like a loyal little brother in front of Fang Cheng, well-behaved and obedient.
The two chatted about this matter for a long time in the car.
Half an hour later, the car had arrived in front of Ma Donghe's house.
"Old man, have you prepared all the chicken, duck, and fish for me?"
Ma Donghe got off the car, pushed the door open first, and shouted at the top of his lungs.
"You little bastard, I'm asking you to treat me to a treat, but I have to go to the market to buy food myself."
The voice of Ma Jianguo came from the yard.
He squatted in the Light Well, holding a Kitchen Knife and preparing to kill the chicken. He gestured around his neck, but he still couldn't make the move.
When he saw Fang Cheng coming in with his son, he immediately stood up, not even paying attention to the big lively cock, and greeted with a smile on his face:
"A Cheng, you're here, hurry up, sit down and have a rest and have a cup of tea first!"
Ma Donghe looked at the busy old man, shook his head and sighed.
Then he grabbed the escaping rooster, lifted its wings, and said to Fang Cheng:
"A Cheng, you sit down for a while and I'll go to the kitchen to cook some dishes. We're going to have a good meal today."
Fang Cheng asked slightly surprised:
"You actually understand Cooking?"
Ma Donghe grinned with pride:
"Haven't you heard a saying? With a big head and a thick neck, you are not the boss but the cook. My previous dream was to be a chef. Just wait and taste the delicious food that I will cook for you!"
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"I'll help you."
Fang Cheng immediately rolled up his sleeves, showing his eagerness to try.
"How can this be done? You are an honored guest in our house. It is not appropriate to work in the kitchen!"
Ma Jianguo heard this and quickly dissuaded him.
Ma Donghe also shook his head and refused.
Seeing the resolute attitude of the father and son, Fang Cheng had no choice but to give up and stop practicing his skills.
Ma Donghe and Chen Yingjun went to work in the kitchen.
Fang Cheng was sitting in the yard, drinking tea with Ma Jianguo and basking in the sunshine of Sun.
It's just that the old man looked at people with too much enthusiasm, which made Fang Cheng inevitably feel a little embarrassed.
It's no wonder Ma Jianguo behaves like this.
Since Ma Donghe assisted the police in solving a huge human trafficking case and appeared on TV news.
The government specially sent people to the house to present the "Good Citizen Award to Those Who Act Bravely" with loud beating of drums.
Ma Donghe's family status was rapidly improved, and he became arrogant in his words and deeds at home.
At the same time, it also makes Ma Jianguo, an old man who complains about his son's failure all day long, feel very happy.
I usually walk in the village and chat with fellow villagers, and my waist becomes much straighter.
That's why I thought of setting up a family dinner and asking my son to invite Fang Cheng over to express his gratitude.
Seeing the old man staring at him and asking for help, Fang Cheng asked Ma Jianguo to test his recent practice results.
Ma Jianguo heard this and readily agreed.
Fang Cheng then stood in the center of the yard and took a good posture.
Then he raised his hands and waved his palms, raised his knees and took steps, stretching his posture Xiaosa and doing a set of 24-Form Ma Family Tai Chi.
Ma Jianguo As the leader, he saw this and nodded slightly, feeling quite satisfied.
However, we also made corrections for some minor problems in the connection of Fang Cheng moves.
Later, Fang Cheng asked Horse Stance for advice on some doubts he encountered while practicing Pile Stance and Breathing Technique.
A lot of benefit was gained from the exercise and discussion.
Fang Cheng Put away your practice posture.
Seeing that the kitchen was still busy, his eyes flickered, and then he asked a question that had been hidden in his heart for a long time:
"Uncle Ma, is the Visualization Method that you practice after getting started with Qi Gong, similar to the normal Meditation?"
Ma Jianguo was slightly startled when he heard this and asked:
"Do you know why I didn't let you contact Visualization Method first?"
Fang Cheng shook his head.
Ma Jianguo took a deep breath and then said:
"Because, Visualization Method is a hundred times more dangerous than ordinary Meditation practice!"