The sun rises as usual.

On the second floor of an Internet café, a young man with blue eyes was awakened by a beam of sunlight hitting his face, he rubbed his natural pair of panda eyes, touched his short hair, yawned, and pulled the yellow hair that slept next to him.

Huang Mao opened his eyes reluctantly, and the slightly pompous guy said, "God... Sky... Is it dawn?"

The blue-eyed young man stretched his waist and woke up a woman sleeping on the other side of him, this is a woman who has a handsome face, but has been ruined by the black lips and nose studs on her face Most of her youth and beauty, it looks like an out-and-out little sister.

She got up a little angrily and looked at the smoky scene of the Internet café, as if she was extremely tired of everything, and then rubbed her long red hair, and somewhat rudely pulled the man who was sleeping on the other side of her, it was an exceptionally strong young man, but he was directly dragged by this little sister on his flat head, and he woke up for a while, and he wanted to have a seizure, but it was the little sister who tortured him, and he endured it helplessly.

"All sober and sober, we have big things to do today. The blue-eyed young man said to the three people beside him.

A few people cleaned up, took a bottle of drink at the tattered counter and left.

These four young people walked on the road, almost earning enough to turn their heads, especially the sister, who was full of torn and exposed clothes, which was completely beyond the understanding of normal people, but she was extraordinarily raised her head and chest, with a sense of confidence that didn't know where it came from.

"Kun... Brother Kun... We... Let's do it today... I'll do that today... That field. Huang Mao stammered, his stammering problem was innate, even if he held a knife on his neck, it would not change.

The remaining three young people seemed to be surprised by Huang Mao's way of speaking, and the only sturdy young man who was normal said to Huang Mao: "Little stammer, don't be scared out of urine today." ”

The three laughed.

Huang Mao, nicknamed Little Stammer, was red from laughter, and he said hatefully: "Jiang... Ginger... Howe, I'm on.... Last time it was an accident... Accidentally. ”

However, the three of them were still smiling, and they walked unscrupulously on this street next to Wangkou, which was not peaceful at all, although these four young people looked like they were unstoppable, but no one dared to come up to find fault, or because these idle bastards knew the identities of these four people very well.

"Jiang Hao, you call someone, give that dead fat pig a little deterrent today, doesn't he not believe that we have this strength? Let him see the strength of our Yellow Turban Army. Liu Kun, a young man at the end of the four, spoke, his voice seemed to be very decisive, and there was a strong sense of aggression in it.

The stout young man nodded, took out his mobile phone and began to call, one after the other.

"I see that dead fat pig looks down on us. The sister said as she smoked a cigarette, with a flower butterfly tattooed on her white hand.

"You're going to look at us squarely, and if he doesn't cooperate, then I'll give him a condition he can't refuse. Liu Kun said with a ruthless face, it is hard to imagine that such a young man who is less than twenty years old can say such a thing, and when he says it, he will exude a strong aura on his body, which is not something that should be in this flower season.

Taimei looked at Liu Kun with admiration, as if she was looking at the heroes in her life.

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In an old dance hall next to Wangkou Street, a bald fat man was walking back and forth, with a solemn face and a layer of cold sweat on his forehead.

Behind the fat man, there were seven or eight thugs, but these ruffians, who were usually imposing, were now like frosted eggplants.

"Why are there only a few of you left?" said the fat man to the remaining eight men.

One of them, wearing a wallet with exposed arms and two tattoos on his shoulders, said with a bitter face: "Boss, we have all run away, and we are the only brothers left." ”

"What a trash, scared away by such a kid?" The fat man was furious after hearing this, and the fat all over his body was constantly entangled, he sat down angrily, looking at this dance hall, although it can't be compared with modern night clubs, but because it doesn't refuse black and white people here, it still brings him a lot of income every night.

Once this was Cai Kui's covered field, he had to give Cai Kui 30% dividends every month, and he endured this, after all, Cai Kui is a big mountain in the area of Wangkou, he can't be provoked, giving Cai Kui dividends has become a rule, but no one could have imagined that Cai Kui such a mountain fell like this, I thought that he was finally about to be freed, who would have thought that at this time a group of gangs called the Yellow Turbans would emerge and begin to collect protection fees。

"Boss Gao, what do you think? These little rabbit cubs are not light or heavy, or just bow their heads, they have already smashed a lot of fields, this time aiming at us, even a few of us can't stop it." The man said to Gao Jun that the salary they received of several thousand yuan a month was really not enough to fight to the death with such a large group of small outlaws.

Gao Jun just had a gloomy face, how could he say that he had also gotten to such a step, although this protection fee was the same as anyone who paid it, he only needed to squeeze oil and water from this stage, but if he wanted to bow his head to such a group of children, he really couldn't do it.

At this time, the door of the dance hall was opened, and the slipper pushed the door in, and the slipper, who had followed Cai Kui's bastard leader, now looked like a dog and put on a suit, although with his villainous face, there was a strong sense of disobedience.

"Boss Gao, don't you look like you're in trouble? The slipper said angrily.

Gao Jun looked at the slippery and said with a disdainful expression: "Slipper, your master is gone, and now you are still so vigorous, aren't you afraid that Cai Kui's former enemy will trouble you?"

Slipper sneered, as if he didn't care about Gao Jun's cynicism at all, opened the door and said, "Boss Gao, I'm here to relieve you, for me, a good person who helps in righteousness, you can't help but be a little too polite." ”

Gao Jun snorted coldly, looked at the slipper's body and said, "It's just you, it's better to be free." ”

But when he looked at the man who walked in, his expression changed, it was an existence wearing a white suit and gold wire glasses, which seemed to be incompatible with the absolutely dark world in front of him, but on this man's face, he clearly saw the expression that only the great villain Cai Kui would have.

Behind this extraordinarily expensive looking man, followed by an extraordinarily sloppy middle-aged man, and at the back was an old man who walked a little trembling, Gao Jun certainly knew this old man, he thought that this old man had already gone to hell with Cai Kui.

The old man knocked on the cigarette gun, so that the eyes of the surroundings gathered on him, he cleared his throat and said: "Gao Jun, this one is Cai Kui's younger brother, Cai Chengwen." ”

Gao Jun then reacted to why this man was so similar to Cai Kui from appearance to temperament.

Cai Chengwen walked to Gao Jun's side with a confident face, he stretched out his hand and said: "Boss Gao, instead of my brother, I will say sorry for your recent unhappiness, but it will not be in the future, the field surnamed Cai will also be surnamed Cai." ”

Gao Jun looked at Cai Chengwen's hand, of course he understood the meaning of Cai Chengwen's words, but instead of bending over the bullshit yellow scarf, he would rather take refuge in the thigh in front of him, he held Cai Chengwen's hand and said: "Master Cai, I will pay dividends in the future, and I will hand over this trouble to you now." ”

Cai Chengwen smiled, shook Gao Jun's hand for a long time before letting go, he patted Gao Jun's shoulder and said: "Boss Gao, you really understand people, I am very reasonable, pick up money, and eliminate disasters for others." ”

At this moment, the roar of motorcycles was heard outside the dance hall, and a shout was heard from this roar.

"High fat pig, you get out of here!"

Gao Jun narrowed slightly and looked at Cai Chengwen, but Cai Chengwen smiled, glanced at the sloppy man behind him, and walked out of the dance hall with the slipper.

In front of the ballroom was a large open space, where almost every night there were fights, and at the moment there were already more than a dozen motorcycles of various modifications, and almost thirty young men wearing yellow turbans and carrying baseball bats were staring at the glass doors of the ballroom.

The first one who pushed the door out was the sloppy middle-aged man, he was not shocked much by the situation in front of him, just a calm face, or it seemed, and then it was Cai Chengwen and the slipper who walked out of the dance hall, Cai Chengwen just looked playful, but the slipper was frightened by the scene in front of him and turned pale for a while, he muttered in a low voice: "Master Cai, do you want me to blow the whistle and call someone?"

Cai Chengwen shook his head, in the face of Cai Chengwen's act of playing with fire, the slipper's face turned even paler, he quietly took a few steps back, and had already reached behind the old man with a smoking gun, standing with Gao Jun.

Standing in front of this piece of yellow turban, there are four people, who seem to be the core of this gang called the Yellow Turban Army, and these four people, standing in the center is a young man wearing a yellow hat, this blue-eyed young man is looking at Cai Chengwen, and Cai Chengwen is also looking at him, ignoring the clamour, it seems to be a battle of eyes between these two people.

"High.... High... Tall fat man, you are still .... Looking for a helper?" stammered the little stutter, his voice was very joyful, but there was no laugh, although the little stammer was short, but he wore a yellow turban, and held a steel pipe that was a head taller than him.

Gao Jun watched such a scene in horror, wondering how this Cai Chengwen should face this group of lawless beings who don't know the height of the sky.