Lane 11, West Street, People's Square, Zero Bar.

The boss's office on the third floor.

The whole structure of the office is very huge, although there are not many furnishings, but they are all exquisite, all solid wood decoration, but it gives people a sense of splendor.

Behind the wide mahogany desk, sat a middle-aged man about 1.7 meters tall, who looked to be in his forties, tall and thin, flat-headed, plaid shirt, and a string of fir Buddhist beads in his hand.

This person's name is Wu Yashan, he is the owner of the Zero Bar, and of course, he is also the boss behind the scenes of the Wuchang Gang on this West Street, and he is nicknamed "Wu Erye"!

The office was brightly lit, almost all the brilliant lights were turned on, at this time, Wu Yashan, with his legs folded, lying on his side on the seat, there was a half-burned cigarette in the ashtray next to him, and there was a black-clothed bodyguard standing on each side, all of whom were strong and strong.

On the desk directly in front of Wu Yashan, there is a white display screen, in which two figures can be faintly seen, and it can be seen that they are on a video call with Wu Yashan.

Both of them are Wu Yashan's henchmen, and they are also the top management of this Zero Bar, one is called One-Eye, who was injured in an accident in the early years, resulting in damage to his right eye, and since then he has been wearing a black blindfold on his eye, so he has the name One-eye;

"Second master, let us do this matter, I can definitely catch the Xiao family girl back!" came a one-eyed and thick voice from the white display.

Wu Yashan didn't speak, extinguished the cigar in his hand, grabbed a candy from the side and put it in his mouth, pinched up the photo on the table, and said slowly: "Anping, what do you think about this matter?"

Wu Yashan's voice was very dry and hoarse, and it seemed that his perennial smoking had imprinted him.

An Ping's white and tender face could still be seen from the display screen, and he thought for a while and said, "I don't think it's necessary, judging from the current situation, the batch of reagents that were robbed by Xiao Dong'er is more important!"

"Well, Anping is right......" Wu Yashan nodded.

"Yes...... Just let Shi Dang die so inexplicably?alas! I can't swallow this breath!" I only heard a dull banging sound on the screen, and it was the table in front of One-Eye's hammer punch.

"No, we won't let Shi Dang die like this!" An Ping said aloud.

"Then what do you say?

An Ping shook his head and said to Wu Yashan on the screen: "Second master, I think so, the Xiao family is the Xiao family after all, he can protect the two regions single-handedly for so many years, he must have some background, although he has retired, but at this time, it will be difficult to break up with them." ”

"So I don't think there's any need to mess with him now......"

"Then you!" The one-eyed beside him just wanted to interject, but was stopped by An Ping raising his hand and said, "You listen to me first." ”

"We don't mess with Xiao Yi, but we can start from the Xiao family's girl, not only to avenge Shi Dang, but also to ask for the whereabouts of the reagent, killing two birds with one stone!"

"Click!", Wu Yashan bit the candy in his mouth, flattened his legs, and whispered: "Just do as Anping said, you two will take care of this matter yourself...... By the way, there's one more thing you need to pay attention to......."

As he spoke, Wu Yashan turned over the photo in his hand so that the two people in the display screen could see it, and said: "This person, go and investigate, I suspect that Shi Kang's death is strange, with Xiao Dong'er's people, they can't make Shi Kang's entire army annihilated." ”

One-eyed and Anping squinted at the photo, which showed a scene in a restaurant, a boy holding a soup spoon in his hand, standing in front of a large stove, and the white smoke rising from the cauldron could be seen in the photo, as well as the harmless smile on the boy's face.

"This ...... Remember!, let's do it!" replied in unison.

After a while, when the call ended, Wu Yashan spat a mouthful of phlegm to the side, lay back on the chair, carefully pondered the photo in his hand, and suddenly sneered: "Hehe, interesting......"

......

December in North China is a bit colder than in other regions, with snowflakes falling almost every night to make a nice decoration for the next morning.

Lifting the quilt and seeing a pitch black view, the boy rubbed his eyes and rolled over to sit on the edge of the bed.

Mu Zeming took out his mobile phone from under the pillow, "It's ...... at seven o'clock"

At seven o'clock in the morning in winter, it is usually not yet dawn, and the small attic is full of darkness.

This is a small loft with a space of only 40 square meters, just located on the top of Xiao Ming's noodle restaurant, Mu Zeming has been living here during this time, going upstairs to rest at night, and going downstairs to open a shop during the day, every day is like this, and life is also comfortable.

This inexplicable comfort even gave Mu Zeming an illusion, an illusion that he had lived here since birth.

Stretched out his hand and knocked on his head, feeling heavy, and there was a faint pain, Mu Zeming found that the old headaches have become more and more frequent recently, is it because of Wei Ze......

Wake up, wash and brush your teeth, and eat some breakfast, although it is still early, and the noodle restaurant usually opens in the afternoon, but Mu Zeming has to go to buy early goods, and every once in a while, he has to buy some ingredients needed for the noodle restaurant.

Flour, a lot of flour, of course, some side dishes or something, you don't need to be too complicated to open a noodle restaurant, unlike those restaurants that stir-fry and cook, you have to prepare a variety of dishes every day.

West Street, one of the major areas of North China, but many people often "as the name suggests", West Street West Street, is the street of the west, but the fact is often not the case, West Street is indeed located in the west of North China, but it is not a small street, on the contrary, it is still a very prosperous area, and Mu Zeming's noodle restaurant is on the side of an alley called "Jiekou", although it is not the most prosperous place in West Street, but it is often densely populated, and there are many residential buildings.

This is the case in North China, the farthest area from Kyoto, which is not very advanced in development and construction, but on the contrary gives people a sense of paradise beauty.

As usual, Mu Zeming took the small van of Aunt Wang's house in the neighboring store to go to the market specializing in selling ingredients to purchase, and sitting in the car, Mu Zeming often wondered if he would buy a second-hand van when he became an adult next year, so that it would be a bit bad to trouble people all the time......

"Xiao Ming!" Aunt Wang, who was in the driver's seat, stopped the car and said suddenly.

Mu Zeming sat in the back of the car and looked up, "Aunt Wang." ”

"Hehe, Xiao Ming, don't blame Aunt Wang for my mouthful, I just want to ask two days ago, in the middle of the night...... How did you get back to that thing?"

Two days ago on Friday, the street suddenly broke out in the gang fight, it was early in the morning, there were only a few pedestrians on the road, so there were no casualties, all the shops also closed the store for the first time, only Xiao Ming noodle restaurant door was wide open, but the boss was nowhere to be seen, and when the police arrived, the surrounding neighbors guessed that Mu Zeming was more than lucky.

But otherwise, the family came back intact the next day, which also made many people curious about Mu Zeming.

"Oh, you said that, it's nothing, I was taken away by them, but I was lucky, there happened to be a friend of mine in that gang, and they let me back......"

The two walked to the vegetable market while chatting, and at the same time, a small car stopped across the road, and after a while, several figures got out of the car, and these people's eyes stayed on Mu Zeming in the distance.

"What a leisurely and elegant life!" the man leaned against the door of the car and said with a sarcastic smile.

The man was tall, with a black patch over his right eye, and the man standing next to him was short and thin, in stark contrast to him.

Yes, these two are the one-eyed and Anping of the Wuchang Gang.

The two were ordered to investigate Mu Zeming, and from the moment Mu Zeming took Aunt Wang's van out of the street, they kept following the plain-looking boy to the vegetable market, and watched from a distance as the boy bargained with the uncles and aunts in the vegetable market with a harmless smile.

"Hehe, I'll just say it, it's just a kid who runs a noodle shop, and the second master is too worried......" One-eyed smiled, his smile full of disdain for the boy in the distance.

Seeing that An Ping didn't speak, One-Eyed looked down at him and continued, "What's the matter?

An Ping frowned, swept aside the heavy bangs in front of his forehead, and said in a condensed voice: "It's not a doubt, but I always feel that something is wrong......

One-eyed laughed, touched his inch, and said, "You just worry too much, otherwise...... I'll meet him when I go up?"

An Ping raised his hand to stop, "No need, this will cause trouble, the second master specially instructed us not to be too ostentatious when acting and doing things outside...... Besides, our target is Xiao Dong'er. ”

One-eyed clasped his hands in front of his chest, and said speechlessly: "Then what do you say......? Tell me what's wrong?"

An Ping shook his head slowly and said softly, "Let's observe again!"

At the same time, Mu Zeming and Aunt Wang each pulled a small cart behind them, and some vegetables were piled up on it, these vegetables were enough to make a living for a restaurant for a few days, and when the time came, they could buy again, but they must not buy too much, because if they buy too much, they will not be fresh.

After visiting the vegetable market, the two of them were ready to move to the place where the meat was sold, after all, Aunt Wang was a meat sandwich bun, and meat must be an indispensable ingredient.

At this moment, Mu Zeming, who was walking on the road, suddenly had a soft foot, and the whole person was about to plant to the side, but fortunately, there was a vegetable stall next to him, and Mu Zeming held the board for the first time, so he didn't fall.

"Xiao Ming, ouch, are you okay? How can you fall down on this flat road?" Aunt Wang on the side hurriedly walked over and asked.

"Eh, why is there a little book on the ground?" said Aunt Wang, reaching out to pick it up.

Mu Zeming shook his head, suppressed the dizziness, grabbed the small book on the ground in front of Aunt Wang, and said with a smile: "Ah! Aunt Wang, this is my notebook......"

"Oh oh! I'll just say, it's all right?"

Mu Zeming smiled, "It's nothing, I just walked and glanced at my feet, and I didn't stand firm." ”

"Alas, I just said that you usually let you eat more meat, look at your thin arms and legs, you can't walk steadily, okay! It's okay, let's keep walking!" After speaking, Aunt Wang pulled up the cart on the ground and walked forward.

Mu Zeming smiled, let out a long sigh of relief, quickly glanced at the contents of the small book, and then silently put the book in his pocket and followed.

End of chapter.