Chapter 24: The Poisonous Chieftain

  Wei Chi village is indeed a village of blacksmiths, with over thirty blacksmiths. Although only five or six people can cast human knives, and only Guo Qing Shan can cast earth knives, even Old Guo can no longer withstand the intense physical exertion due to his age. But just this alone has already made Han Yu extremely delighted.

  He stroked the Tian Ce at his waist and glanced at the dozen or so cold, shining knives in the car, a faint smile of satisfaction spreading across his lips.

  There were two earth knives, one of which was the masterpiece of Guo Qing Shan's debut, and the other was left by a young man in the village. Although Old Man Guo had also cast an earth knife, he had sold it more than ten years ago, which made Han Yu feel regretful.

  Of the twelve knives, seven were made by Guo Lao and Guo Qing Shan, while the remaining five were purchased from other villagers.

  He bought a knife and added the 200,000 yuan deposit he had given to the blacksmiths in Wei Chi Village. Although he lost nearly 100,000 yuan in total, Han Yu still felt that he had made a profit, a huge one.

  Especially the waistline's heavenly strategy, that strange softness, can actually be used as a belt buckle, which makes Han Yu extremely satisfied.

  Of course, if it weren't for Guo Lao giving him a leather scabbard made of some unknown material that guaranteed safety, he wouldn't have dared to place Tian Ce above his own "brother"!

  "You're still happy? Ten million bucks for this pile of junk, what's there to be happy about?" his son said somewhat discontentedly.

  Although he also likes these knives, in this day and age, only those with money are respected. Having just a knife is useless! Money is the real king!

  One hundred thousand yuan can buy a lot of drugs, and after reselling, it's enough to recruit more than ten people. At that time, even if you give them just a kitchen knife, they'll dare to charge forward with a loud shout!

  "Alright, drugs were never a good thing anyway. Being able to buy less of them means doing fewer bad deeds, nothing wrong with that!"

  His son couldn't help but roll his eyes, Han Yu is now his boss, he can give opinions, but he can't make decisions for him! So he changed the subject and said: "You say Guo Qing Shan and Lao Ye Zi, are they really just blacksmiths?"

  Han Yu lightly murmured in agreement.

  His son frowned and said: "But when they talk about casting knives, it's as if they've become different people."

  Han Yu said faintly, "In other aspects, the old man may just be an ordinary person, but when it comes to casting knives, he is a master-level figure, and I'm afraid there are only a few people in this world who can surpass him."

  His son thought for a moment and smiled: "That's true. But we've already got 100,000 yuan, do we still need to find that bald Song?"

  Song Tu Zi is the big drug lord of Ping Shui County.

  Han Yu smiled lightly and said: "Find, why don't you find?"

  It's not easy to find Song Tu Zi, his power is not great, it's just because he has a special connection that he has today, so his residence is very secretive. If Yang Kai Yu hadn't spent a lot of money to buy the connection last time and let his son come over once, Han Yu really wouldn't have dared to believe that the honest and simple young man in front of him, who runs a bicycle repair shop, is actually Song Tu Zi's informant in Ping Shui County!

  "Stone brother, trouble you to tell Song Ye a word, wheat, come over and pay your respects!" His son said, holding several old man's head silently stuffed into the other party's pocket.

  The stone-faced man smiled and glanced at Han Yu: "He is..."

  "My boss will probably have to deal with you in the future, so I've come over to make friends with you, Master Song!"

  "Alright, I'll go tell him, you wait here!"

  He said, turning around and entering the shop, and coming out again after a while: "The people of Song are waiting at the north river bridge!"

  His son smiled and said, "Thanks, I'll invite you to dinner next time!"

  The stone scratched his hair and smiled: "No need, I still have to repair the car!"

  Han Yu and his son got on the bus, Han Yu still couldn't help but turn back to look at the stone that was repairing the car: "He doesn't know what Song Bald Head is doing?"

  "Maybe know, maybe don't know." His son chuckled: "Who knows?"

  The man sent by Song Ye to the bridge was a shepherd, wearing a tattered jacket and holding a whip. There were over a dozen sheep on the bridge. When his son went down to talk to him, he found out that the man was mute. However, from him, his son obtained a note with only three words: Xiashui Village.

  Seeing his son take out the map of Ping Shui County, carefully searching for it, Han Yu finally understood why he would buy a map before coming to find Song Tu Zi.

  "This Song Tu Zi, how did he make himself look like an underground party member?" Han Yu furrowed his brow.

  His son found the location on the map, started the car and laughed: "You should be content, last time I came here, I circled around seven or eight people, almost ran a lap around Ping Shui County."

  Han Yu couldn't help but laugh at this, this guy had the guts to traffic drugs, he must not be a timid person, yet he didn't expect him to be so cautious, no wonder he became the most notorious drug lord in the city!

  It took more than an hour of bumpy ride before we finally arrived at Xiashui Village.

  At this time, there was already a young man waiting at the intersection. He had an ordinary build and wore ordinary clothes, just like any other ordinary young man. However, on his cheek, there was a scar about 10-15 cm long that looked quite ferocious and cold.

  His son saw him and immediately smiled: "Third Brother, why have you come yourself?"

  The young man's mouth twitched, the scar at the corner of his mouth twisted a couple of times, and that was all it took for him to have smiled: "You kid were quite straightforward in your last business talk, so Master Song had me come out especially to welcome you!"

  As he spoke, he glanced at Han Yu and frowned: "This is..."

  "My boss, Ye Feng! Brother Feng, this is the Blade Wolf under Song's command, Blade Three!" His son smiled as he introduced the two.

  Han Yu smiled secretly in his heart, knowing that he would soon be changing his name to Ye Feng. He cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Good, Third Brother Knife!"

  "Mr. Ye is being polite, Master Song is not in this village, I'll take you there! However, according to the rules, I have to trouble you a bit!" As he spoke, Knife Wolf slightly bowed his head, and immediately two young men walked over, each holding a black satin ribbon.

  Han Yu's eyebrows furrowed involuntarily as soon as he saw it, and his son gave him a look, so Han Yu had to hold back the dissatisfaction in his heart and stretched out his hand.

  Dàoláng saw the reactions of the two people and not only didn't get angry, but instead secretly let out a sigh of relief in his heart. In his opinion, this was the kind of reaction that a leader should have. Those who don't say a word and cooperate with them are either familiar customers or regulars!

  He nodded slightly, and several younger brothers immediately came up and covered the eyes of the two with black silk!

  Then he led them onto the car, and soon Han Yu felt that the car started shaking. All the way through the streets and alleys, it seemed to have turned a circle, and after more than an hour of bumping, it finally stopped.

  Then the two were taken away for another 500-600 meters before they stopped. Someone came forward to search their bodies, and after confirming that they did not have any weapons, someone else came forward to remove the black cloth from their heads.

  The scorching sunlight suddenly pierced into her eyes, Han Yuqin couldn't help but squint slightly, only then did she adapt to it.

  This is a spacious courtyard, but like most residential layouts, there's nothing special about it.

  In front of them, a dozen or so men armed with pistols, shotguns and big knives were surrounding a middle-aged bald man in the center, staring at them coldly.

  Around them, seven or eight young people stood with their hands clasped together.

  His son also saw the situation opposite him, smiled slightly and introduced to Han Yu: "Maple brother, this is Mr. Song."

  Han Yu bowed his head and sneered: "Song Ye, what a big tone you have!"

  "Heh heh, Song Mou is just trying to make a living, please forgive me for any offense, Ye Laoxiong! Song Touzi slightly inclined and said: 'Guests are coming, Ye Laoxiong, please!'"

  "Mr. Song first!" As they spoke, several people walked into the house, and Song Tu Zi only brought Knife Lang and four subordinates, while others stayed in the yard.

  His son then learned from Da Lang's example and stood behind Han Yu.

  A younger brother brought up the tea, Song Tuizi raised his cup to signal, took a slight sip, and then said: "I heard that Brother Ye wants to cooperate with me, Song Mou, for a long time?"

  Han Yu's face, which had been intentionally showing dissatisfaction, had almost disappeared. Upon hearing this, he put the teacup in front of him and took the opportunity to take a closer look at the slightly fat bald man in front of him. The most striking thing about Song Baldy was naturally his completely hairless head, followed by his triangular eyes, which were calm but with a hint of cunning, clearly not an easy person to deal with.

  With a faint smile, Han Yu said softly: "Yes! I wonder if Master Song has this intention?"

  "Heh heh, doing business is like that, everyone wants to find a fixed customer. When we have money, we make it together; when we're rich, we get rich together! I, Song Tu Zi, have always been good to my friends and won't let them down!" Song Tu Zi chuckled and said lightly: "The only thing is, I don't know how much you can handle, Ye Lao Di?"

  "It's hard to say, but if Song Ye is fair-minded, maybe his business will be two or three times bigger than it is now!"

  His son heard this and glared at him with a pained expression, his mouth pursed up like a drum.

  Song Baldzi's eyes flashed with a hint of sharpness, and he chuckled: "Brother Ye, you're really generous! Don't worry about the price, the current market price is between 240 to 301 grams, I'll give it to you for 100, how about that?"

  Han Yu looked at his own hand and said faintly: "Does Song think I'm a newcomer?"

  Song Baldy chuckled and rubbed his shiny head, narrowing his eyes: "Where did you get that from? Since you've said it to this extent, I'll consider us friends. For every gram, I'll give you a discount of 20 yuan. This way, after you take it, you can dilute it slightly and earn more than five times the profit, how's that?"

  "Deal!" Han Yu nodded.

  "Alright, satisfying!" Song Tuizi slapped the table in front of him and raised his teacup to take a sip. Only then did he say calmly: "I don't know how much goods Brother Ye needs? I'll have my men prepare it!"

  "This number!" Han Yu stretched out one finger.

  "One million?" Song Tuizi slightly furrowed his brow, this amount was neither small nor large, it could only be considered ordinary.

  "No, one million!" Han Yu said.

  A cold glint flashed in Song Tu Zi's eyes, and he leaned back, sneering: "Ten million is also considered a big business? Brother Ye isn't here to make me, Song, happy, is he?"

  P.S. There's more, um, at this update speed, I don't dare say it's Boeing, but it should be the high-speed rail series, right? Brothers are holding on, there's more to come, tomorrow will continue with four updates, some with flowers, some with VIPs, haha...