Chapter 135 "Xingxiong"

In the final analysis, although the weekend believes in the business saying "customers are beautiful women", the old man is too difficult for people, which makes the weekend really want to run away.

However, when I saw the harmless appearance of the old man when he laughed, I still put up with it on the weekend and secretly comforted myself. Who told me to do business? Anyway, since I have earned other people's soft money, let's pretend to be my grandson to the end.

So, in the end, he personally took the lunch box in the hands of the four fragrant Lotte women on the weekend and packed it while smiling. His movements were almost meticulous, as if he was worried that a piece of Kung Pao chicken would accidentally fall on the table.

After half a day, more than 30 dishes were packed on the weekend.

More than 30 lunch boxes are stacked together, and there must be a large pile. On the weekend, I looked at the old man in a hospital uniform, looking like he was bending down while walking. It was definitely not easy to take away these more than 30 lunch boxes away.

I guess the old man was also aware of this problem, so he hesitated and showed a more harmless expression: "Little brother, can you take it away for me?"

I really have no patience this weekend, so after listening to the old man's words, I hardly thought about it and blurted out, "I don't have time!"

Damn, do you really think you are a beautiful woman? I have collected all the money for the vegetables. What you like to do has nothing to do with me.

In order to prove that he was really busy, after saying this on the weekend, he picked up the rag in his hand and began to wipe the table, looking like an old man.

Seeing this, the old man didn't talk any more nonsense and took out a red soft girl coin directly from his pocket: "In the abandoned factory on the outskirts of the city, the car money is calculated separately. Will you send me 100 yuan for the escape fee? Don't send me to find someone else."

"Ha ha!" Seeing the 100 yuan of soft girl coins on the dinner table, a trace of cunning flashed on his handsome face on the weekend, but it was more simple smile. When he raised his hand and grabbed the soft girl coins in his hand, he did not forget to secretly touch the soft girl coins with his fingers, lest the old man cheat his market with *, "Boss, I know you are also alone. I can't take so many lunch boxes, so if you don't give me the running fee, I will definitely give it to you.

While saying this, he has thrown the soft girl coins to Qi Baobao at the cashier on the weekend.

Baby Qi and the weekend are quite husband and wife. When she gave her the 100 yuan on the weekend, a flower appeared on her face. In addition, her touching peach blossom eyes, curved eyebrows, how tender and tender, amazing and amazing: "Since the old man needs to deliver food, you can help deliver it, and What's the running fee? Really." In order to give a forced injection on the weekend, she said, "Don't worry, I'll wash the dishes, I'll wash the dishes and chopsticks, and I'll wipe the table."

So, he found a cardboard box on the weekend and set off with the lunch box. The old man in a hospital uniform walked in front, and he walked behind with the cardboard box.

As soon as he went out, the old man recruited a taxi. The old man sat in the co-pilot's cab and sat in the back seat on weekends. The taxi went to the abandoned factory on the outskirts of the city like a gust of the city.

In the car, I couldn't help asking the old man on the weekend and said, "Boss, what are you doing in the abandoned factory on the outskirts of the city? How can you buy so many vegetables?"

The old man just closed his eyes and did not talk to the weekend.

After asking for something boring, I stopped talking on weekends and sat quietly in the back seat.

When passing by a tobacco and alcohol store, the old man personally got out of the car and bought a box of liquor. He brought the wine box to the car by himself. He walked vigorously and how vigorous he was. Compared with the old man who bent down when he entered the small restaurant before, he was completely different from two people.

"This old man is not simple!" On the weekend, I was secretly careful. After all, there are eight bottles of liquor in a box. Although it is not too heavy, it is strange to let an old man who is difficult to walk carry it and his footsteps are strong.

Even the taxi driver couldn't help praising: "Old man, you are very strong!"

"Haha, I'm old and dying!" After getting into the car, the old man said such a sentence. When he said this, he should be more calm, as if in his opinion, people's life, old age, illness and death were just a joke of fate.

Soon, the car stopped at the door of the abandoned factory. The old man commanded to move a box of vegetables and liquor to the open space on the weekend, and then he casually stood on a row of ruins with his hands on his back.

About half of the broken wall was tall, and the old man took a lot of effort to climb up. When standing with his hands on his back, he felt a little like a master outside the world.

"Little brother, put away all the dishes and pour the wine. I want to talk to my short-lived brothers." The old man squatted on the ground to smoke after moving the lunch box out of the car on the weekend, so he ordered.

What the old man said was very mysterious, which meant that the wine and vegetables he bought were to honor the dead.

consciously, on the weekend, I thought of at least dozens of people who died when * and Mo Laodao were fighting here. Does the old man want to respect these dead souls?

I was suspicious, but I didn't show it on the weekend. As the old man said, I spread out the lunch box on the ground and unscrewed all the liquor bottles. The old man said that there were 107 brothers here, so he put 107 wine glasses on the weekend, all of which were plastic cups that the old man bought when he bought liquor.

After doing all this, he subconsciously went to see the old man on the weekend. At this time, the old man had changed from standing to sitting, sitting on the broken wall, holding a wine gourd in his hand, the size of a fist, which should be carried by him.

The old man sat alone on the broken wall, looked up at the sky, and drank wine with a small mouth.

"Boss, can I go?" Seeing that there was nothing wrong with him, he was ready to run away on the weekend, because he always felt that the old man in a hospital uniform was evil everywhere.

"Go?" The old man continued to drink and didn't look at the weekend, or with his back to him on the weekend, he had eyes on the back of his head, because on the weekend he felt that he was watched by a pair of bright eyes. "Since you are here, you want to leave if you don't play with me, the dying man?"

After listening to the old man's words, my heart sank on the weekend. Obviously, the old man asked him to deliver food was just an excuse to make an appointment to a place where people were rare.

"Boss, I'm still busy going back to brush the dishes!" He showed no trace on the weekend and continued to giggle. Only he knew that the palm of his cigarette butt had begun to heat up.

Nervous, the old man who claimed to be a dying man made the weekend feel nervous. This feeling of tension is no less than that brought by Lu Shuaijie or his daughter Hong.

"Little brother, you are determined. No wonder you can rise in such a short time!" The old man is not stingy and praised, "I tripped* with the strength of one person, sit firmly in the chair of the three leaders of the tiger head gang, fight life and death to defeat the fighting master Hualu Lou, and swallowing his daughter Hong and Yi Feng. It's great courage!"

"Ha ha!" I don't know what to say except laughing on the weekend.

The old man in a sick suit knows the weekend like the palm of his hand, as if the weekend is the Monkey King, and the old man is the Buddha of the West.

"Little brother, I'll give you a title!" When the old man said this, he deliberately stopped. He, who was used to sips of wine, raised his neck and drank a big mouthful of white wine, and then sat instead. He still stood on the broken wall with a hand on his back. There was a feeling of a peerless master, "Xiaoxiong!"

"Ha, boss, you praised me. I'm just a small person." Although I was at least 20 steps away from the old man, I couldn't help retreating secretly on the weekend. "I didn't want to be a hero. I just want to make a living and climb higher, that's all."

The old man stopped talking, just stood on the broken wall and watched the weekend retreat secretly.

There is a feeling on the weekend that no matter how far he retreats, as long as the old man has that idea, he can jump in front of him and then make a fatal blow.

So, in the end, he sat on a big stone slab on the weekend and paused. He said, "Boss, are you looking for me? Don't talk too much. Since you know me so well, you should know that I'm very busy. I have to go back to see the decoration of Yifeng Business Hotel.

"I'm looking for you for two things." The old man didn't want to humble, so he simply said bluntly, "The first one is the death of *, and the second one is the next boss of the Tiger Head Gang."

Whether it is the death of * or the next boss of the Tiger Head Gang, it is enough to frighten the weekend.

"Little brother, * why were you killed? Presumably, you know better than anyone else, right?" Seeing that the weekend just giggled at himself and didn't say anything, the old man simply said more specifically, "I came here today to avenge him except for the wine."

Hearing the word "revenge", his face trembled slightly on the weekend. Even if his writing skills reached a strange state, he couldn't help laughing a little far-fetchedly at this time.

Noting the change of look on the weekend, the old man said, "Little brother, you are very ambitious, so, in my opinion, you don't just want to sit in the third chair of the Tiger Head Gang. Your purpose is the first chair, right?"

Fart, people's weekend ambition, how can it be just the first chair of the Tiger Head Gang? This young man under 20 years old, his goal is to unify the underground world of Kangcheng, and then climb to the top of the pyramid to become a big boss. As for this "big", it is estimated that only he knows it on weekends.

The weekend is just a far-fetched smile and doesn't talk.

The old man continued: "In my opinion, you are not suitable to be the boss of the Tiger Head Gang, because you are too ambitious and too angry. If the Tiger Head Gang is led by you, it may get unprecedented development in the short term, but in the end, one day, you can make the Tiger Head Gang go to extinction!"

What the old man said is very subtle. After the weekend translation, it should be like this: you don't deserve to be the boss of the Tiger Head Gang!

I'll do it! I haven't sat on it yet. Do you know that I don't deserve it?

He must not accept the old man's remarks on the weekend. Of course, he will not be stupid enough to refute the old man, because it is useless to win at all. If he wants to win, it should be in action.

"Ha ha!" The far-fetch smile on the weekend disappeared after the old man finished speaking, and was replaced by a thicker smile. His eyes were clean and almost pure, because he smiled and looked particularly strange, like a pair of dragon eyes with a big-tailed wolf, and the green dragon's eyes were still very kind. "Big Boss Hai, I As a younger brother, how can He De let you meet him in person?

That's right on the weekend. The old man is the current boss of the Tiger Head Gang - Li Shanhai! Everyone in the circle respected him as "Hai Boss".

"You guessed my identity so soon?" Li Shanhai's face was also full of laughter, but on weekends, this smile is worse than crying, far from the truth he pretended to be on the weekend. "Since everyone's identity is clear, there is no need to talk nonsense."

After saying this, the wine gourd in Li Shanhai's hand was thrown to the ground lightly by him: "On the weekend, your development speed is too fast. As the saying goes, Mu Xiu in the forest, the wind will destroy it, so don't blame me for killing you before you!"

"Are you trying to pave the way for your son Li Haotian?" Subconsciously, I saw Li Shanhai throw the wine gourd on the ground and secretly retreated half a step on the weekend. "Grandmao Hai, you praise me too much. I'm not the only one competing with Li Haotian for the boss. Lu Shuaijie is much better than me. Why do you have to embarrass me?"

"It's useless to say more!" Boss Hai staggered and gently broke the wall, and the already ruined wall collapsed. The old man who could not walk steadily jumped to the weekend and rushed to the weekend. "You have to die, Lu Shuaijie must also die. Anyone who wants to compete with my son must die!"