Yang Meng’s uncle sent four men to Bai Luo Yin; Ma Tu (Bald Ma), La La Man, San Zhazi, and Si

Lingdang. Just by hearing their nicknames, one would have known that they are not people with

intellectual ability; even if they do have some, these individuals just do not belong with this group of

people.

The stupefied Ma Tu fixed his eyes on the place; it truly was an extravagant five-star hotel, he

couldn’t help but wipe his dribbling saliva. He clasped his hands and rubbed them together intensely.

The look on his face clearly showed his eagerness.

“Today, I must wail loudly, louder than all of the other times combined.”

San Zhazi was puzzled, “It was supposed to be about 300 bucks, but that little punch only paid us

200 bucks each; if you’re gonna cry that much, aren’t we the loose ends?”

“I gave him that extra 100 bucks.”

“....”

La La Man squatted down besides the wall, squinted his eyes at Ma Tu, “Why?”

“Who told him to go to such an expensive place to hold a party!”

Si Lingdang stood quietly beside them as his sight focused on a lavishing car passing by as more

suspicious questions flickered in his mind.

“Lingdang, what are you looking at?”

“I’ve just noticed that this parking lot is full of military cars, this person is not just ‘someone’!”

“Nonsense, the one holding a party here is our lucky star today,”

“No.... what I meant to say is we shouldn’t be blinded by money, or it might not just be the money

that we will lose, worse we might have to spend 3 to 5 years in prison....”

“Even if we’re lucky to serve only half our time, we might turn delusional. Plus this job paid will less

than 1000 bucks once done, shall we just give up?”

Si Lingdang scanned security and couldn’t utter another word.

“People started going in, we should go in as well; we have the invitation here, just follow the plan

and don’t get cold feet.”

“Hold up!” Si Lingdang suddenly stopped.

San Zhazi was starting to get impatient, “Can you hurry the fuck up? Let’s get this job over with so

we can pocket the cash,”

“I...I think I saw reporters.”

The others three turned to look at the direction Si Lingdang was eyeing.

“What if they’re also trying to sneak into the wedding to snapshot information? Then, today’s

Beijing Evening news’ headline would undoubtedly be us... I don’t want to be in on it anymore, if

you people want to continue, suit yourselves.”

Si Lingdang turned around and took his leave.

“Come back!” Ma Tu shouted.

Seeing the situation had taken a bad turn, San Zhazi quickly grabbed the enraged Ma Tu and the

discouraged Si Lingdang quickly and admonished the two, “Don’t make a scene, aren’t there only

two reporters? Should we first capture them to resolve the problem? We have four people, they only

have two.”

“That’s right!” La La Man was all fired up, “We’ll take their equipment, that dude over looks quite

well-off* himself!”

T/N: well-off – look rich or fancy

“Let’s do that!” Ma Tu excitedly concluded, “Let’s stop with the mourning plan. Think about it, we

only get paid 1000 bucks for mourning. If we take the reporters’ equipment along with luxury items

they wearing, we will make more than 5000 bucks. Afterwards, we will give the money back to the

boss’ nephew, although it’s risky... who cares.”

“Da Ge*, you’re the smart one, ha ha ha...”

* - means "big bro" in Chinese

Therefore, the four people sneakily approached the two reporters.

These two reporters were actually being set up by Gu Hai. Everything was being prepared

beforehand, from the photo taking to the filming process. They both have some sort of keen wit

themselves; if not, they wouldn’t dare come to this place.

Ma Tu waited for the right moment and waved his hand to the three in the back, “Come closer; we’ll

pretend to start a conversation with them first, then lure them out to a vacant place; and we

STRIKE.”

The three nodded, acting as if nothing happened and followed Ma Tu as approaching their victims.

The one carrying the camera has just collected up all of his courage and was about to enter the

premier; when he immediately spotted four suspicious people sneaking up near him.

“Bro! Go over there and talk real quick,”

“Ahhhhhh!!”

The two fake reporters unexpectedly screamed out, both quickly dashed towards the back gate as the

four chased after them. Looking at the strange getups, the two imposters thought the four men

chasing them were undercover cops. They immediately abandoned their expensive equipment and

stopped an oncoming cab then hopped on.

“What is going on?” the bewildered Si Lingdang looked at them.

The out of breath San Zhazi gasped and puffed, “I don’t know either, what is happening?”

La La Man scratched his head, “This equipment... didn’t we just steal it?”

“Let’s forget about it!” the unfazed Ma Tu quickly picked up the equipment, “Come, let’s find a

place to sell these, with these babies we don’t have to work for a whole month.”

“We are going to be rich; our shitty lives are really over now.”

“Ha ha ha...”