Li Huan and Liu Kui came to a tobacco and alcohol store, and Liu Kui shouted to the thin old man sitting inside: "Old man, come to ten China, soft." ”

"What? ten, ten?" The old man was stunned for a moment, and looked at the blonde Liu Kui suspiciously.

"Hurry up!" Liu Kui said impatiently, dropping down a stack of 100 bills.

The old man didn't doubt at all when he saw the money, Lao Gao, with a cracked mouth, ten soft Chinese 6,500 yuan, and his commissary, a little bigger, didn't know how many packs of cigarettes he could sell a day.

The old man took out the cigarette and put it in a plastic bag and handed it to Liu Kui, who took out one of them and immediately opened it.

"Brother Huan, let's have one first!" He took out one and was about to give it to Li Huan, but Li Huan spread out his hand and said with a smile, "Take these back and smoke them for the brothers." ”

Saying that, Li Huan smiled at the old man who sold cigarettes and said, "Uncle, give me a pack of Hongta Mountain!"

"Soft or hard?" The old man looked at Li Huan with a little disdainful expression on his face, obviously the yellow hair of the people who came with him was ten soft Chinese as soon as he made a move, but as soon as you opened your mouth, it was a pack of Hongtashan.

"Soft, classic 1956. Li Yan smiled, ignoring the old man's strange expression.

Liu Kui frowned and looked at Li Huan in confusion, but he couldn't say anything, so he took out a hundred and handed it to the old man and said, "Don't look for it!"

The old man was a little happier at this time, and handed the soft classic 1956 Hongtashan to Li Huan with a smile.

Li Huan took Hongta Mountain, slowly unpacked it, took out one and lit it, and comfortably swallowed the smoke ring.

"Brother Huan, this is too embarrassing, how can you smoke such cheap cigarettes!?" Liu Kui said stupidly with a big bag of soft China in his hand.

Li Huan came back deeply, and suddenly the cells in his whole body felt a lot more comfortable, he looked at Liu Kui and said, "Kuizi, do you know the story of Hongta Mountain?"

"What's the story?" asked Liu Kui, shaking his head.

"There is a person named Chu Shijian, the former head of Hongtashan Group. In 18 years, he established a very small Yuxi tobacco factory into a large group that can compete with imported foreign tobacco and generate an annual tax of 20 billion yuan. In 1994, he was elected as one of the "Top Ten Reform Figures in China". But then because of corruption, he was sentenced to life imprisonment, his daughter committed suicide in prison, and his life fell into a trough, but in 02 he was released from prison and became a fruit farmer giant!" Li Huan explained to Liu Kui in a flat tone, "He is a person who fell badly, but still stood up again and climbed to the top, this is the reason why I smoked Hongta Mountain, smoking can warn myself." ”

A person who fell from the peak of glory to underestimation, and immediately climbed to another more brilliant peak, this is the truest portrayal of Li Huan's state of mind at the moment, but he is still at a low point, and he vows to climb up again. Li Huan has read a lot of books these days, and he admires Chu Shijian very much.

Li Huan's gaze suddenly became cold, and as the smoke of the classic 1956 flew away, his pride ignited again.

Liu Kui scratched his head, and said with a smile: "I don't know much about yes~"

Li Huan was speechless for a moment, and soon a cigarette in his hand had been consumed, and he continued to put his arm around Liu Kui's shoulder and said, "You always know that weeping sen, right?"

"Is that the one who wrote "The Proud Hero"?"

"Hmm!" Li Huan nodded and said, "He boiled medicine and wrote novels every day, and he also survived by smoking this Hongta Mountain, without this classic 1956, he might not be able to persevere! Maybe there is no "Proud Hero" that you have always liked to watch!"

"Damn, it's really fake!" Liu Kui suddenly exclaimed, and said with a smile, "Come on, give me a classic 1956, and I'll smoke it in the future, haha... Be a classic man!"

The two brothers smiled happily and went back together.

When Li Huan and Liu Kui came out, they were also followed by more than a dozen brothers, but they were all watching from a distance, paying attention to the surrounding situation, and protecting these two important people of Dixiong at all times.

At this time, Muscle Hui ran over, because it was summer, he simply stripped his essence, revealing his dark and strong muscles.

"Brother Huan, Kuizi!"

"What's the matter, seeing you smile like that, being given by a beautiful woman?" Liu Kui said with a wicked smile.

"you!" Muscle Hui pushed Liu Kui hard, and then said, "Ah Shu and Ah Yao are tattooing!"

"What?" Liu Kui suddenly became excited, "There are tattoos where this bird doesn't!"

"Yes, let's go together!" Muscle Hui hurriedly pulled Li Huan and Liu Kui over together.

After a while, they came to a very secluded alley, and found a very small dilapidated house.

The house is very dilapidated, as soon as you walk in, it is full of tattoo patterns, and the walls of the whole house are all kinds of tattoo patterns, there are extremely powerful tigers descending from the mountains, and there are dragons flying in the rain, and in the middle is a statue of Guan Gong holding a knife all over his body.

"I'm grass, why the hell didn't I find such a good place!" Liu Kui exclaimed.

Li Huan looked up at the room full of tattoo patterns, and suddenly felt his blood boiling.

"Brother Huo!"

"Brother Huo!"

Zhou Yao and Yang Shuhuang walked out of the back room and greeted Li Huan. And a middle-aged man with a black face also walked out shirtless, covered with colorful tattoos, indescribably domineering. It was clear that the car that had run on the road was now retired.

There is almost no blank space on this middle-aged man's body, densely covered with dark green tattoos, and on his back is a huge statue of Guan Gong!

"Let me see what you have tattooed!" Liu Kui hurriedly pulled Zhou Yao and Yang Shuhuang over and asked.

Zhou Yao pushed Liu Kui away, and said angrily: "I haven't tattooed yet, you kid don't be so in a hurry, let's wait for you together!"

"Yes, let's choose a pattern together when Brother Huan comes. Yang Shuhuang, who has brown hair and handsome, said, "Everyone is a brother, and the tattoo should be unified." ”

"Hmm!" Li Yan nodded.

"Uncle, you tattoo me a dragon, like Chen Haonan!" said Muscle Hui as he exposed his arm to the middle-aged tattooed man.

"Damn, you've seen too much. Liu Kui glanced at him and said, "If you tattoo a dragon, I will tattoo Nezha, and I will specifically descend on you!haha..."

"Get out!" Muscle Hui and Liu Kui immediately scuffled together.

"Don't, Brother Hui!" Liu Kui was restrained by Muscle Hui at once, and hurriedly begged for mercy and said, "I ask you to smoke China, let go quickly!Ah, it hurts!"

Only then did Muscle Hui snatch the cigarette from Liu Kui's hand and let go of Liu Kui.

"Brother Huan, what do you think we have tattooed?" Zhou Yao took a stool for Li Huan to sit down, and Li Huan glanced at the pattern on the wall and did not speak for a long time.

"You choose first, I'll sterilize the tools!" The tattooed man walked away with a pack of needles, although he was a little older with a big waist and a round waist, he still looked extremely heroic.

After a long time, Li Huan seemed to have a satisfactory answer, smiled and said, "Brothers, I want to announce something today!"

(Flowers, Collection, Roar~~)