On the outskirts of Jiangcheng, there are a few scattered families living here.

Rich people have gone to the city to buy houses. No matter how poor you are, you will buy a set close to the city. With a bit of luck, some of the villages near the city will be included in the demolition area.

And a few families here have caught up with nothing. Therefore, they choose to accept their fate, because life has to go on!

The middle-aged uncle squatted in the yard and lit a box of Hongtashan cigarettes for seven yuan. This cigarette is not expensive, but it is not uncomfortable to smoke. In the words of today's young people, if you smoke other cigarettes and cough, you have to smoke it!

"Who are you, and why did you come to my house?"

The Hongtashan cigarette that the uncle held on the tip of his finger began to shake non-stop. He looked around, and the discarded bench leg behind him was of some use. So, as he spoke, he stepped back.

"Uncle, Fang Cheng has gone. The company bought a house for your second elder in the city. This is the key, this is the cash to fill the furniture. This is the address of the house. ”

A man in a white shirt put something on the ground with his hands. Then, he knelt down with several brothers beside him and kowtowed three times.

The uncle watched the behavior of these people and finally understood what was going on. This ritual is a local custom in Jiangcheng, representing the intimacy between the coming and the deceased. So, the uncle took a few steps forward and helped the men up with both hands.

"Is it painful for him to go?" said the uncle, with a calm face.

"It doesn't hurt!" replied the man, calmly.

"Let's go back to our roots!" the uncle said, and turned back to the house. Those items and cash were left there.

The men in white shirts stood up, the dust from their knees still on their pants. Instead of immediately, they put some of the necessary things in order and put them in the yard.

It didn't take long for the people in the courtyard to disperse. The uncle stood in front of the window of the room and looked at the departing backs in the distance, and a few crystal tears gradually slipped from the corners of his eyes.

The same thing happened in Jiangcheng big and small. The hearts of the families of the members of these organizations who have received compensation are heavy. However, they felt a little grateful in their hearts.

They used to think that their children had played all their lives, and it was a matter of time before something happened. However, they never imagined that one day someone would be able to treat their children like this.

The injured brother also returned home. They were beaten and scolded by their parents at home, and some were even punished to kneel at home. However, their state is the same, that is, they are all full of happy smiles.

For men, the presence of relatives is better than all things.

After Adan took care of everything, he called Jiang Qi.

"Seventh Master, the matter you explained is already being handled. It will take some time to gather information about the Black Dragon Society. Do you think there's anything else to command now?" Adam sat in his chair and rubbed his head.

"Now I'll give you a task!" Jiang Qi's tone was serious.

"You command, Seventh Master!" Adan immediately sat up straight.

"Well, now I'll give you a task. Arrange for all the brothers to go home and rest. Then, during the rest of the day, you think about how to expand the gang. That's what you're up to at this stage. Jiang Qi's voice was a little tired.

"No problem, Seventh Master, then do we still have enough manpower in Jiangcheng?" asked Adan hesitantly.

"It's fine. The members of the subordinate groups in the murano have not suffered much damage, so they can be on duty. There will be no more big battles in Jiangcheng anytime soon. Jiang Qi understood what Adan meant.

"That's good, Seventh Master. Then I'll let my men disperse first. ”

Adan hung up. He put his legs on the table and rubbed his head to think about Jiang Qi's words. According to his speculation, the damage to Murano this time may be greater than he imagined before.

Thinking of this, Adan picked up the phone and called his subordinates. Under his arrangement, the brothers of the gang were divided into three shifts. Each shift is on duty for eight hours, twenty-four hours a day.

"Seventh Master, I hope this can help your old man relieve some of the pressure. It's just that I don't know what happened to the son of our family that I talked about last time? Alas, the more powerful the person in this war, the greater the danger he faces!"

Adan hung up the phone, sighed, and went back to his room alone.

On a high hill in the middle of nowhere, there are several houses arranged irregularly. This is the favorite place for Jiangcheng people to come and relax in their leisure time.

If you look from above, you can see that the houses have a heavy stone wall at the back. The wall is so wide that if you look at it from the front, you won't think it's a wall at all.

Continuing up the wall, a long, narrow path emerges. The trail was the width of a man, and the road was so dense and criss-crossed that it was easy to get lost.

People who have lived in Jiangcheng for most of their lives don't know the meaning of the stone wall, let alone what the path behind it leads to.

In fact, the trail is the pinnacle that stretches to the peaks of the mountain. On a flat ground at the summit there are several stone houses. These houses are not inhabited all year round, except for the occasional visit.

It's just that today's peak is extraordinarily lively!

From time to time, Hu Che's slightly weak wheezing sound came from the innermost room. The sound was accompanied by the sound of Moko's breathing.

Song had just put Chu on the bed in another room, and listening to the voice coming from next door, she was curious to see what was going on. It was at this moment that the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground was heard in the courtyard.

Song frowned and looked at the half-dead fellow, thinking that this kid looked dark on the outside, but he didn't expect it to be so white on the inside.

That's right, the guy who fell to the ground with half of his head on the ground was Loulan.

Loulan was lying on the ground, her clothes in tatters. The clothes were evenly torn, and it looked like they had been cut by the same blade at the same time. At this time, Lou Lan couldn't care about the exposed white buttocks, because he was too tired.

The song dragged Loulan into the house like a dead pig. She looked at the two sleeping guys in front of her, and suddenly had a different feeling, maybe even he didn't know why he touched Chu's forehead.

"Whew!"

Hu Che's sigh of relief came from the next room, accompanied by Moko's lazy voice.

The hymn is really curious. So, she gave up Chu and Loulan, and crept outside Hu Che's room.

"Hey, if you want to come in and see. This creation is not something that cannot be seen. You will make people after all, so why don't you come and learn it, I can teach you for free. ”

Bollahman Moko, a descendant of the Holy Land who was completely ignorant of the world, lightly invited the hymn into the house. Hu Che's eyes widened and he looked at the beautiful woman with a curious face.

"What are you two going to do?"

Hu Che pulled the quilt to his shoulders and wrapped his entire upper body inside the quilt. Looking at his posture, he looks like a pure girl who is bullied by bullies!

"Oh, what's the point, show that guy of yours and let this pretty sister visit!" said Pollahuman Moko, reaching for the quilt on Hu Che's body.

"No, what are you going to do, how can you show this thing to others?"

Hu Che struggled desperately, trying to preserve the last dignity of the man.