Chapter 267: The Fallen Mountain
Erlong seemed to hear the solemnity in Chen Can's words, he covered his head and raised his head and said, "Brother Can, what happened." ”
Although Chen Can's body looks very bulky, the speed of getting dressed is extraordinarily fast, he has already put on his pants and shoes, and then glanced at Erlong, who was still not moving, and was raising his hand, Erlong jumped up directly with great interest, and then began to cry and put on clothes.
"Little rabbit, do you know what happened last night? Wei Jiu, this big mountain is about to fall. Chen Can took out a box of Yuxi cigarettes from his pocket, which was honored by a few gangsters last night, he lit it in his mouth and inhaled deeply.
Erlong's movement of putting on his pants suddenly stopped, and he looked at Chen Can stupidly, as if he didn't believe what Chen Can said at all.
Of course, Chen Can could see Erlong's thoughts, and he muttered: "I don't believe it as much as you, but these three families have been colluding in the dark these days, plus last night was Bai Wenshan's eightieth birthday, this day is the right time, place and people, if I were Bai Wenshan, I would definitely attack Wei Jiu, this is a good opportunity in a lifetime." ”
Erlong still scratched his head in confusion and said, "Isn't Wei Jiu on good terms with the Bai family?"
"Not a bad fart, after the death of the old man in Baicheng, the relationship between the Bai family and Wei Jiu is just Wei Jiu's wishful unilateral payment, and everything that can be faded is faded, this so-called rivers and lakes have never been friends forever, only the eternal interests. Chen Can said with a look of emotion.
Erlong also packed up his outfits at this time, and the two of them rushed out of the small rental house, although Chen Can was just a little famous bastard on the same street, but in the face of such a violent turmoil, he didn't want to let go of such an opportunity.
For Chen Can, who is poor and white, what he is thinking about now is not bullshit survival at all, what is accumulation, he only cares about what fat he can swallow from this environment, only herbivores will think about how to protect themselves, although Chen Can does not think that he is a tiger in the mountains, but at least he is a wild wolf who eats meat.
Walking downstairs, Erlong caught up with Chen Can, who was walking quickly, and asked, "Brother, what are we doing now, this kind of immortal fight, we can't interfere." ”
"You think I'm as brainless as you are? We can't intervene, but that doesn't mean we won't get any benefit from it, and now accompany me to meet someone, and he will be happy to see me. Chen Can said with a meaningful smile.
"Who?" Erlong asked, puzzled.
"My old friend, Li Banruo, I believe that there is no one in this Xicheng District who is more like an ant on a hot pot than him. Chen Can smiled, with a bit of schadenfreude.
The stupid Erlong was stunned at first, and then laughed.
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After a night of excitement in the underground casino, although Pan Dongzi has passed away, but under the management of Lao Xue, this casino can be maintained, although most of the daily turnover will remain at about five figures, but Lao Xue has hardly shown any smile.
He doesn't have the same obsession with gambling as Pan Dongzi, and he doesn't even have such a strong pursuit of money, and even Lao Xue doesn't know what he is pursuing when he lives a stiff life like a gangster.
It may be the soul, or a belief that allows him to be stupid at all costs, but the more one desires something, the less it will appear in his life.
The little toad walked into the monitoring room with an excited face, put a bag of money behind Lao Xue and said, "Uncle Xue, this is today's flowing water, and the benefits are not bad." ”
Lao Xue nodded silently, now he almost gave almost all the business of the casino to the little toad, fortunately, this kid with a bright head has never disappointed him, or more importantly, the salary he gave to the little toad has never disappointed the little toad.
The little toad sat down, as if thinking of something, patted his thigh and said, "Uncle Xue, I think there is something I must report to you." ”
Lao Xue looked at the little toad with a solemn face, and then looked casual and said, "Long story short, short story." "He is well aware of the character of this little toad, and often makes a big fuss about some things that are not necessary.
The little toad cleared his throat and said something that made Lao Xue frown tightly.
"Is this true?" Old Xue's expression finally became solemn.
The little toad immediately nodded and said: "Uncle Xue, it's true, this is all I heard from a gambler who engaged in gossip tonight, although this guy can't get mixed up or not, but there is still the truth in his mouth, Uncle Xue, at this level, do you think he dares to create this rumor?"
Lao Xue silently touched the stubble on his chin, his face was solemn, and he said coldly to the little toad: "This matter is not trivial, keep a low profile these days, if Wei Jiu really falls, we will also have trouble." ”
"What's the trouble?" the little toad said with a puzzled face, he knew that this underground casino had no intersection with Wei Jiu, but after hearing the news, he had a gloating attitude, he had been looking up at Wei Jiu's mountain for so long, and it was false to say that the group of people under Wei Jiu's shadow had no complaints, this time Wei Jiu fell, which undoubtedly means that the so-called day of emergence is no longer a slim thing.
"You don't understand, Wei Jiu is the representative of the black and gray in the entire Xicheng District, although he has been whitewashed over the years, but where are all the things he has done in the past, after he sat in the position of the biggest hero in Xicheng District, the family's suppression of our small forces in the past two years has obviously been put in the dark from the surface, because Wei Jiu has the absolute right to speak, so the family's suppression of small forces is a very sensitive matter. And now that Wei Jiu has fallen, what does this mean? These families will not be as gentle as they used to be to us. Old Xue said that because he has been tumbling and climbing in this river and lake for more than 20 years, of course, it is not as one-sided as the little toad watchs, and the angle he looks at is the impact of this storm.
The little toad's expression immediately became embarrassed, he didn't expect such an aspect at all, he said with a bitter face: "Uncle Xue, then what should we do now?"
"Wait and see, Wei Jiu will not say that he will fall, but we had better pray that he can hold on, otherwise this Xicheng District will have to change the dynasty. Lao Xue got up and said, this can be said to be the most unfavorable news for a person like him, although Wei Jiu covers the sky with one hand in Xicheng District, but this one-sided character must exist, if this position is vacant, then this delicate balance will be broken, and then a series of butterfly effects, and then a flood bursting the embankment.
The little toad also folded his hands and said with a sincere face: "Now I just want to make more money to marry a daughter-in-law by relying on this incident, but don't say that it will fall." ”
Looking at the appearance of the little toad, a few complicated smiles appeared on Lao Xue's face, he patted the little toad's shoulder and said, "Whether it is destruction or rise, everything may not be said." ”
This is a great upheaval that is destined to change the pattern of Xicheng District.
In this great turmoil, someone is destined to perish, but there will also be someone who rises up, Lao Xue believes that in this Xicheng District, there are countless people who have the same idea as him, and then look forward to it, that person who was born like Wei Jiu ten years ago, supported this grass banner, and then stood tall again, this is a process of reincarnation, incomparably wonderful, and there is no shortage of heroes every time.
"Who will it be this time?" muttered Old Xue.
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The construction of the new construction plan on Wangkou Street was stopped as soon as it was carried out, and I heard that there were some bribes involved, so the bidding was re-tendered, and the people in the surrounding area were rumored to be like this, but as for the involvement of this big project, no one knew the inside story.
An old man stood in front of Wangkou Street, knocked on the barrel of a cigarette gun, and his cloudy and deep eyes stared deeply at the somewhat nondescript Wangkou Street in front of him.
"Wei Jiu, are you really willing to fall like this? Don't forget, if you fall, how many people in this Xicheng District will be implicated, this big turmoil should not have happened, just for your few catties of benevolence and righteousness to get to this point, is it really worth it?" The old man in Fang Zhongshan wrapped a deep puff of cigarette gun, and then spit out a layer of mist and muttered.
But no matter how sonorous and powerful he said, no matter how much he integrated into his feelings, Wangkou Street, which seemed to be about to wither, would not give him any answer.
After a long time, he put his hands behind his back and slowly left, finally as if he was muttering something, but the voice was too muffled and faint for only him to hear clearly.
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A bottomless alley, this is the slum of Xicheng District.
A young man looked at the information on his mobile phone with an excited face, and it took a long time to put it back, gasping for breath, as if trying to control his emotions, he looked up at the sky that belonged to him through this alley, and then clenched his fists violently, and the fiery eyes were like people living in the boundless darkness suddenly seeing the light.
It was so dazzling that the man whose eyes had completely turned black stepped forward desperately, and then held it tightly.
"The opportunity has finally come. Liu Kun lit a cigarette, took a deep breath and said these words, for those who hold the industry in their hands, this is a big turmoil that affects everything, but for Liu Kun who is barefoot, this is an opportunity for him, an opportunity that he is not willing to give up even if he loses such a life.
After taking a deep breath of this cigarette, his expression slowly calmed down, and then he turned around and left the alley, which was a little cold in the daytime, and kept muttering: "Messy, a little more messy, the more messy the better..."
This is the struggle and prayer of the little people from the bottom.