Rebirth of the Wild Age

These days, dedicated chess and card rooms are rare.

After all, gambling is against the law. A game with an ante bet of a few cents can cost tens of dollars in winning or losing. If you are unlucky, you may be caught by the police.

Why are there so many teahouses in Xikang Province?

It also has the function of playing cards, and on a slightly larger scale, you can also listen to local dramas.

Sun Lin was wearing a leather coat, branded, Pierre Cardin. Of course, people don’t recognize other brands, not to mention high-end men’s clothing, such as Adidas and Nike.

This guy made a small fortune in Shencheng but has no good taste. He wears a famous brand leather jacket on his upper body and trousers on his lower body, which looks a bit nondescript.

But in the eyes of others, Sun Lin dressed very high-end.

"Haha, a straight flush! Give me money, everyone has it, buy a boat ticket." Sun Lin threw out three cards violently and laughed triumphantly.

The Zhajinhua gambling method was also brought back by Sun Lin from the special zone, and everyone thought it was very fun.

"Boss Sun, you're a little lucky today." A person laughed.

Sun Lin said with a smile, "So-so, so-so, I lost yesterday."

Another person complained bitterly: "Damn it, after sitting down for half an hour, I got a few pairs, and a straight was beaten to death. I have already lost more than 80, and half a month's salary is gone!"

"It's all small money, for entertainment." Sun Lin comforted.

"To Boss Sun, he always said it was small money, but to us it was life." Another yin and yang who lost money said strangely.

Someone asked: "By the way, Old Sun, I heard that you made a fortune in the special zone. What kind of business are you doing?"

Sun Lindao: "Mou Zhong exchanged canned food for airplanes and made 100 million yuan. Like him, I am a middleman, but I only make a small amount of money, so I can't compare with the big boss."

"If you have any good business, bring us old friends." The man tentatively asked.

Sun Lin said with a smile: "You are holding an iron rice bowl, are you really willing to go to sea?"

"Working in the factory is boring." The man said.

Sun Lin said perfunctorily, "That's okay, I'll introduce you if there is a suitable opportunity."

"Thank you, Brother Sun." The man said happily.

Another person asked: "Old Sun, are you now a ten-thousand-dollar household?"

Sun Lin waved his hand and said, "There are so many."

"Brother Sun is in big business, he must have more than 10,000 yuan in his hand, at least 100,000 yuan!" The previous man flattered.

"The more you say it, the more outrageous it is. I only earned a few thousand dollars last year." Sun Lin said proudly.

The more Sun Lin concealed it, the more others felt that he had earned more, and they were all kinds of envious and jealous, and some even had malicious intentions on the spot.

Of course, there are more flatterers, one brother Sun, one Boss Sun, just like taking advantage of Sun Lin.

Suddenly, dozens of female workers poured into the teahouse, and Sister Liu pointed inside: "Sun Lin is over there!"

"Kill him!" shouted a hot-tempered female worker.

One female worker might be shy and introverted, but a group of female workers can be very powerful. They rushed in, knocking over many poker tables along the way, so frightened that the poker players backed away repeatedly, and the teahouse owner didn't dare to step forward to stop them.

Hearing the noise, the men at the table who were piercing golden flowers all turned their heads to look over, completely confused about what was going on.

"You... Ah! Don't scratch my Pierre Cardin... Ouch! Don't scratch! Don't scratch my face..."

As soon as Sun Lin opened his mouth, the female worker grabbed his clothes and dragged him out, and then his face was scratched by his claws, and then he was slapped several times, making him stunned.

"If you have something to say, don't do it!"

The one who flattered the most before was quickly dissuaded, as if he wanted to show off in front of Sun Lin.

Another gambler who lost more badly stretched out his hand to the table in the chaos, and drew two hundred-yuan bills from Sun Lin's money pile. The person next to him saw it and took away the remaining two 50-yuan bills with the largest denomination without making a sound.

"Kill him, kill him!"

The female workers standing at the back were anxious. They had no output distance, so they could only shout excitedly.

A poker player said to the boss: "Go to the police station and call the police!"

The boss reacted suddenly, and ran out quickly, but bumped into the head of the police station.

The boss quickly said: "Zhou Suo, there is a fight inside, go and have a look."

"Who is fighting with whom?" the director asked.

The boss said: "A group of female workers are beating Sun Lin."

"I'm here to catch him!"

After the director finished speaking, he rushed inside. He went straight to Sun Lin's house before, and after inquiring for a long time, he realized that the target was in the teahouse.

The boss followed behind and asked, "What did he do?"

"What's the matter? It's about going to jail!" The director took out the handcuffs as he walked.

After walking a few steps, the director saw Song Weiyang and asked curiously, "Mr. Ma, why are you here?"

The teahouse was too small to be crowded, so Song Weiyang could only stand at the door. He said with a smile, "The women workers in the textile factory were filled with righteous indignation when they found out what Sun Lin had done, and took the initiative to catch the villains who kidnapped women."

The director quickly pushed aside the people who were in the way and went in, but he still couldn't see the situation inside clearly, because Sun Lin had been surrounded on several floors, and the screams of being beaten up kept coming.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, I'm the police," the director shouted anxiously, "Don't beat people to death, it's against the law!"

Teahouse guests who didn't know about it asked one after another, and those female workers who had no chance to do anything immediately began to gossip. In a few minutes, the whole teahouse knew the truth of the matter—and it was the truth that was embellished.

"Kill this bastard!"

"Kick his crotch and make him a eunuch!"

"Put his clothes on the streets!"

A lot of card players followed suit, half because of anger, and half because it was not too big of a deal to watch the excitement.

After tossing for a while, the director finally squeezed into the innermost layer, held up the handcuffs and shouted: "Stop beating, I'm here to arrest people!"

The female workers finally stopped, and Sun Lin lay on the ground humming. His face and neck were covered with scratches, the corner of his mouth was torn, his ears were bloodied, and as for the Pierre Cardin coat, a sleeve had been ripped off.

Beating people is of course against the law, but the law does not blame everyone, and the female workers are still on the side of justice.

"Can you still stand up?" the director asked.

Sun Lin has temporarily lost the ability to think, and has been beaten for a long time. He grabbed a stool leg indiscriminately, and subconsciously wanted to stand up, but he turned the stool over and fell back, and said in a daze, "Hit...why hit me?"

The director waited for him to slow down for a while, then put the handcuffs on, and said with a serious expression: "Sun Lin, you have committed a crime, come with me."

Sun Lin, who had regained his sanity a little, felt his legs go limp when he heard this, and sat down on the ground again, pleading: "Nonsense, I didn't do anything illegal, someone must have sued indiscriminately!"

"Don't talk nonsense, come with me! You want to stay here and be beaten to death?" the director scolded. Now it is not only a problem of Taiwanese businessmen and the SAR, but also a local problem. Things have become serious, a good show staged in the teahouse today will be spread throughout the factory tomorrow, if he is not arrested, the prestige of the director of the police station will be discredited.

Sun Lin trembled when he heard the second half of the sentence, he quickly struggled to get up, and said in a panic, "I want to call the police. They beat me. Look, I'm injured all over my body! I'm going to the hospital, and I need to be checked!"

"Snapped!"

The director didn't talk about civilized law enforcement, so he slapped him across the face and shouted, "You don't understand human language, do you?"

The slap was so harsh that half of Sun Lin's face was swollen, and he was so dizzy that he couldn't stand still, and was dragged out by the director.

The female workers cheered their victory and celebrated their justifiable absenteeism by the way.

When passing by Song Weiyang, Sun Lin recognized Chen Tao first, and felt that Song Weiyang and Zheng Xuehong were very familiar.

After leaving the teahouse, Sun Lin suddenly recalled. Although Song Weiyang was handsome, Zheng Xuehong left a deeper impression on him. A fat man is always easy to remember.

"They're working together to falsely accuse me!" Sun Lin yelled. He had inquired a long time ago that it is very difficult for the public security organs to arrest this kind of crime in a different place, and it is even difficult to investigate.

The director said: "Stop shouting! I tell you, you are dead this time. Chen Tao's fiancé is a Taiwanese businessman!"

"Taiwanese businessman?" Sun Lin was a little dizzy and couldn't figure it out for a while.

The director said, "It was the one standing next to him just now."

Sun Lin shouted: "That's not a Taiwanese businessman, his name is Ma Qiangdong, I met him on the train!"

"My mouth is full of nonsense!" The director didn't believe it at all.

"What I said is true!" Sun Lin was so anxious that he was about to cry.

Back at the police station, a female worker who was a young lady had already been arrested. There's no need for crooked ways at all, the police will be scammed out if they cheat, and the female worker will explain the matter clearly.

The police brought the female worker over, and when the female worker saw Sun Lin, she immediately shouted, "He tricked me into going to Shencheng. He, Yu Yong, and Cao Zhiqiang locked me up in the house for more than half a month, and raped me a lot. Once, they beat me and refused to give me food. I couldn’t stand it so I agreed to be a young lady, and I can only get 20% of the money for picking up the guests, and they will share the rest!"

"Son of a bitch!"

The director was so angry when he heard that, he turned around and kicked Sun Lin over again.

Sun Lin was completely heartbroken this time. With the confession, he was doomed. You don't even need to go to Shencheng to investigate, as long as you string together the confessions of several female workers and force him to confess, you can directly sentence him locally.

These days, physical evidence is not a must, but personal evidence is enough.