Chapter 39 I can't sleep if you don't die

"This book is about to be signed, and the contract has been sent out. Please collect and ask for red tickets. Recently, our ranking has been declining. Brothers and sisters, can you give a hand? I'm not willing!

Looking at the beautiful woman in cheongsam turn around, Qin Hui hooked her finger at the younger brother beside her. When the younger brother beside him saw Qin Hui's gesture, he immediately handed over the shotgun in his hand respectfully.

"Cock, bang," looking at the impact of the shotgun and flying cheongsam beauty, Qin Hui threw the gun behind her and smiled at her younger brother beside her and said, "Ha ha, she doesn't die. How can I sleep!"

After saying this, Qin Hui got into the car first. Looking at Qin Hui's departure, Tian Qiwen, the No. 2 figure of the Axe Gang, and Brother Tian. He walked to the door of the police station and shouted arrogantly to the policemen looking out through the window, "Police, it's time to come out to wash the floor."

At this time, Detective Chen in the police station was counting the thick piles of banknotes.

In the following days, Qin Hui cleaned up the remnants of the Crocodile Gang while vigorously developing her own industry. At this time, in Shanghai, countless small gangs were annexed by the Axe Gang every day. Shooting and revenge are staged in turn every day. However, compared with the uneasiness of these small gangs, various industries under the Axe Gang are particularly popular because of the disappearance of the Crocodile Gang.

One morning, Qin Hui, who was sitting at the headquarters of the axe gang, looked at his men dancing the so-called axe dance and couldn't help covering his face depressedly.

It's shameful, what a shame! When Qin Hui watched the movie, she only felt majestic and cold humorous, but when Qin Hui really sat on the position of the axe gang master, he found that it was really stupid, especially this axe dance, which was invented by himself.

"Brother, Brother, how about I go out with you!" Seeing Qin Hui's unhappy face, the master who looked at the words and looked at him immediately left.

"Go out for a walk!" Qin Hui thought for a moment and nodded, "That's fine."

Seeing that Qin Hui was going out, the master immediately motioned these dancing brothers to stop and also ordered, "Brother Xiao, if you want to go out, get your car quickly!" When you miss the big brother's time, can you bear it?"

Looking at the hurried little brothers, Qin Hui shook her hand and said, "You only know that my name is Brother Yu. In fact, this is wrong. My real name is actually Qin Hui, just because I have sworn that I will never use my own name when I don't unify the world. But now it's different. Now, our axe gang is the local emperor of Shanghai, and even the mayor of Shanghai wants to give us three points. So you have to change your words in the future and call me Brother Qin.

Look at me, my younger brother below. It was not until the end that he suddenly realized, "Brother Qin is powerful, and the axe helps powerful. Brother Qin is powerful, and the axe is powerful.

"Yes," Qin Hui calmly accepted the shouts of these little brothers. Because Qin Hui is also a person who has seen the world, although these little brothers of the axe gang look murderous, it is nothing compared with those purgation team members who have fought all the way. Therefore, for Qin Hui, these hundreds of axe gang elites, that is, the ability to bully the people, if they really meet the regular army of the country, they will be vulnerable at all.

Qin Hui, who came out of the headquarters of the axe gang, did not take any younger brother, but went to the pig cage area alone.

, standing outside, Qin Hui looked at the house sign with the words Zhulongchengzhai and walked in firmly.

The pig cage area is a four-story tube building, which is in a concave shape. There are some moneyless people living on this floor, so the whole pig cage area is full of people, and the laughter of children seems very noisy and chaotic.

Qin Hui, who had just entered the door, saw the coolie who was carrying sacks at a glance. At this time, Ku Liqiang carried four sacks on his shoulders. The other porters on one side looked at Ku Liqiang and asked with a smile, "Ok! Strongly?

The coolie turned the sack on his body and said without hesitation, "Ok, come again." After saying this, he kicked up a sack on the ground and looked at the sack flying more than three meters high. He took it to his body with a slight movement.

Qin Hui looked at the coolie who walked by her side with her head down and nodded quietly as she walked.

Qin Hui walked in the pig cage area and looked at the shops around her. It was not until she saw a storefront with Daguan clothes written that she stopped.

Qin Hui looked at the deserted clothing store and small store, and pushed the door in after hanging iron rings on his head.

After seeing Qin Hui, the owner of the store, the heir of the Hong family's iron fist, said, "Oyo! I said why the magpie was barking this morning! So there are distinguished guests coming!"

Qin Hui looked up at the iron ring above her head and asked quietly, "Boss, how much does it cost to make a few sets of this kind of clothes on me?"

A Sheng listened and looked at Qin Hui's priest's uniform and said, "Boss! The material of your suit is so strange! I don't know if there is any!"

After saying this, A Sheng pinched the hand of the orchid's finger, just like Qin Hui's body.

Seeing A Sheng's action, Qin Hui stood still, but his body bent aside without bones.

Seeing that Asheng's eyes here shrank, then quietly withdrew his hand and said with a coquettish smile, "Oh, uncle, your bones are really soft!"

Seeing that A Sheng, who was in his forties, was actually such a mother, Qin Hui, who wanted to test his reality, also cursed secretly. After the dead rabbit, he gave up the idea of doing a few moves with him. Because although Qin Hui does not despise homosexuality, Qin Hui shudders as long as he thinks of A Sheng pinching his orchid finger to fight with him.

Just when Qin Hui looked disgusted and wanted to turn around and leave, there was a good sound outside the door.

"The charter is good, the charter is good."

"Oh! Isn't this Xiao Zhu! Xiao Zhu has grown taller again! Come on, do you want me to charter you for a physical examination?

With an obscene voice, known as Yang Guo, the tenant of Taijiquan, came to the clothing store where Qin Hui was with deep-fried dough sticks in one hand.

Entering the tenant of the small shop, he walked over to A Sheng, who was standing at the door, and then patted A Sheng's buttocks with a treacherous smile.

"Hmm!" A Sheng, who received a blow, then turned his head with an anangry face, "The renter! You are so bad!"

The chartered man blushed and touched A Sheng's chest again with the spirit of alcohol, "Good or bad! How bad!"

A Sheng twisted his buttocks and dodged, covering his chest and laughing, "Ha ha. Stop it, renter, stop it.

"Brother Sheng." Just as Qin Hui watched the two fight, a fang-toothed girl came out of the inner room of the clothing store.

After throwing a charming eye at Qin Hui beside her, she smiled charmingly and said, "Brother Sheng, I want to open the fork of this cheongsam."

The charterer looked at Azhen's position on her body and suddenly pointed behind her and said, "Oh, Jane, there is a meteor!"

"Where?" Hearing this, Jane instinctively turned around. As soon as Azhen turned around, the charterer immediately put his head to Azhen's face.

"Azhen, you are serious!" When she saw Azhen turn around, she was caught off guard and kissed her face. Instead, the charterer raked it with a stunned face.

"The charter is so annoying! They ignore you!" Looking at Azhen who ran out in a hurry, the tenant tilted his head and laughed loudly, "Azhen, don't go! Let's talk for a while."

Seeing Azhen running farther and farther, the tenant touched the place where she had just been kissed with a strange smile, and then turned around and was about to leave.

The charterer who was about to walk out of the door looked at Qin Hui with a smiling face and asked curiously, "Eh! The little brother is very face-to-face! Your clothes are very expensive, aren't they? Then as he said, he raised his greasy hand and touched the corner of Qin Hui's clothes.

Qin Hui looked at his movements, took a slight mistake and dodged. "Friend, just talk with your mouth. Don't be so enthusiastic."

The landlady looked at Qin Hui's face, wiped his hand on her body, and said with a smile, "It's rude. Smile, smile."

Qin Hui nodded, and then turned around and walked into the frying shop opposite.

Looking at Qin Hui's departure, the tenant asked A Sheng doubtfully, "A Sheng, is this your friend?"

A Sheng cleaned up the rags on the table and sighed, "If I had such a rich friend, I would have to make clothes for people here!"

"Gude Maoning, what would you like to eat?" The boss of the stall heard the footsteps behind him and asked without looking back.

"A bowl of noodles." Sitting on the stall of the fried ghost, Qin Hui said to the fried ghost who was rolling noodles.

"OK, please wait a moment." After saying this, the fried ghost put down the dough in his hand and made noodles for Qin Hui with a bamboo pole more than two meters long.

Looking at the skillful movements of the fried ghost, Qin Hui asked curiously, "Why are you rolling noodles with such a long bamboo pole? Is it better than small noodles?

After listening to Qin Hui's question, the fried ghost replied, "Yes, sir, the use of each rolling pin is actually different, and the noodles in my hand are the strongest in taste."

Qin Hui looked at the fried ghost's movements and asked with a smile, "It's really awesome. I just don't know if I can get used to it if I replace it with a spear or a wooden stick with the boss's rolling skills for so many years!

"Ha ha, sir, I'm just a poor man selling fried noodles. How can I think so much!"

Qin Hui sighed, "Really! What a pity for these good hands! If you were born hundreds of years ago, you would have to be a famous and brave general! It's a pity that you have to sell fried noodles for a living now! Oh, it's really not the right time!"

With Qin Hui's words, the fried man's hands trembled involuntarily, and then the two fell into silence.

, "The landlady! The landlady! Why is there no water?" Just as Qin Hui thought that this was really a place of crouching tigers and dragons, a young man with half his buttocks and washing his hair shouted to the upstairs.

With this sentence, there was a rapid sound of footsteps on the stairs. After a while, a fat woman with full hair, dressed in pajamas, appeared in front of everyone.

"Water bill is free! You poor people can't even pay the rent one by one, and they still want to use water!"

Looking at the landlady in front of him, the young man with half his buttocks exposed said unconvincedly, "But my head is only half washed. Why did you turn off the water!"

The landlady who heard this, held a cigarette in her mouth and pointed out to the residents around her, "What are you looking at? I'll tell you that I'm not only closing it now. From tomorrow, the water will be cut off in one three five, and two four six is also indirect water supply. I think you can do what I can do!"

After saying this, the landlady said disdainfully to the people who kept complaining around her, "What do you want to do with crooked eyebrows and howling? Looking for death! I think you are tired of living."

At this time, the fried ghost who looked up and looked out saw the landlady looking at him, nodded with a charming smile and said hello, "Good Maoning, landlady."

Listening to the English full of fried ghosts, the landlady looked up and replied viciously, "I'm your mother! You didn't pay the rent today. I burned your shop and asked you to get out of the pig cage area, you pig.

After training the fried ghost's landlady, she turned her head and scolded A Sheng, who was standing outside with a smile, "Laughing, don't you have to pay the rent!" Why don't you go back to work, you old rabbit?

Looking at A Sheng covering her face and running in, the landlady scolded the coolie who was carrying a sack and passed by her, "So powerful that you deserve to be a hard laborer all your life! You owe me a few months' rent, and you don't even know how to say hello in the morning. It's good to kill you, you son of a bitch.

Qin Hui, who was sitting in the fried noodle restaurant, looked at the unwilling hard-working face. After returning to the noodle restaurant, she had been stunned and looked at the fried ghost with her rolling pin in a daze, showing a heartfelt smile.