Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Black Society
Everyone sat down around the table, Mo Fan gave everyone a cigarette again, and he also lit a cigarette again.
"Whatever you want to eat, I'll treat you. Mo Fan said indifferently that it was too simple for him to invite guests to dinner now, first of all, Zhao Mingsong gave him a "salary card" when he left the base. Secondly, even if he doesn't have that card, Mo Fan still has the money to sell the gold before, although the previous card is gone, but the card is bound to his own WeChat, and it can be used directly by swiping WeChat.
The grizzly bears were embarrassed to order, and in the end, Mo Fan ordered the dishes himself.
Mo Fan ordered a table of dishes and ordered a bottle of liquor. Grizzly Bear also knew each other, and immediately took the wine bottle and picked up the wine glass, poured a glass for Mo Fan first, and then poured a glass for himself and the other three.
"Brother Fan, I'll toast you first, thank you for ignoring your past suspicions, forgive me, I can't speak, it's all in the wine. After the grizzly bear finished speaking, he drank it all, and he looked very heroic.
With the demonstration, the other three people toasted Mo Fan one after another, and Mo Fancai was already four glasses of white wine before he took a bite, but this point is completely similar to boiled water for Mo Fan now, and it has no effect.
After a while, the dishes were ready. Mo Fan had a good conversation with everyone, and a bottle of liquor had been drunk, but it was not enough, so he asked the waiter to serve two more bottles.
"Grizzly bear, do you know about the Black Clothes Society?" Mo Fan asked suddenly.
"Hmm, Brother Fan, how do you know about the Black Clothes Society?" But when he heard the name of the Black Clothes Society, he immediately looked at Mo Fan with a straight face.
"It's nothing, it's just that something involves this Black Clothes Society. Mo Fan said nonchalantly.
"Brother Fan, I don't know much about the Black Clothes Society, and I told me some things about the Black Clothes Society when my cousin was there. I heard that this black-clothed society is a killer organization, and there are basically branches in major cities across the country. But in addition to having their own killers, they also released the mission, so that the scattered individual killers across the country could take the task and receive the bounty. Grizzly picked up his glass and drank another glass.
"Originally, this had nothing to do with me, but my cousin also went to take over the task and took me with him. In fact, most of those tasks are posted by rich people to deal with opponents or people who don't like it. There is a bounty that even requires the killing of a pregnant woman, and requires that the baby in the pregnant woman's womb must be solved cleanly. My cousin also saw this and never went again. "Speaking of which, the grizzly bear can't go on anymore. Although he is not a good person, he is not bad to that extent, so the thought of this is also a little numb in my back.
"It's such a cancer, and I don't know why the government doesn't care. It seems that this black-clad society must be too wide-ranging. It's hard to solve. Mo Fan squinted his eyes and said coldly, if Chen Kai was here, he would definitely be able to see that Mo Fan was murderous.
The existence of such a tumor-like organization is already destroying the social order, and this organization has no bottom line at all, just for money and killing. This has made Mo Fan a little unbearable.
"Brother Fan, don't be impulsive. My cousin said before that the background of this organization is very hard, and the scope of involvement is said to have reached the center. Don't mess around. Grizzly said hurriedly. He didn't want anything to happen to Mo Fan right now.
"Don't worry, I'm measured. Mo Fan immediately smiled, stopped mentioning this matter, and ate and drank with the grizzly bears.
ate directly until three o'clock in the afternoon, except for Mo Fan, the four grizzly bears were already drunk and couldn't walk. Grizzly Bear also admired Mo Fan's alcohol consumption again and again, and Mo Fan was also a little uneasy when he saw the state of several people. took the four of them to find a nearby hotel and settle down.
After settling several people, Mo Fan sat on a public seat on the side of the road, took out a cigarette and lit another one, took a deep breath and spit out a long ball of smoke. Mo Fan fell into deep thought.
"The country obviously has an organization like the Dark Dragon Group, why do you stand idly by for the Black Clothes Society? The Dark Dragon Group must know about the Black Clothes Society, and how can a character like King Li turn a blind eye to the Black Clothes Society? It seems that this Black Clothes Society is not simple!" Mo Fan quickly calculated in his heart, and after a while, he smoked all the cigarettes in his hand.
Mo Fan looked at the burned cigarette in his hand and sighed. Mo Fan didn't plan to think about it for the time being, he planned to take one step at a time. After all, he is not a politician and cannot think about those issues. He just needs to do his job.
When I opened the map software on my phone, I didn't find the last bar, but I still searched for the address of Lanshui Street. Thinking that the bar should be about to open at this time, Mo Fan swept a shared bicycle and rode over slowly.
After about 20 minutes, Mo Fan rode his bicycle to Lanshui Street. The street was relatively hidden, and Mo Fan almost thought he was in the wrong place. The streets are so narrow that only one car can pass through, and the streets are deserted and there are no open shops. But at the end of the street, there is a small signboard "Last Guest Bar". Seeing these words, Mo Fan knew that he had come to the right place.
Except for the last bar on the street, the doors of the other shops are closed and dusty, which is a sign that no one has used it for many years. But there were quite a few people on the street, most of them young gangsters, a few middle-aged uncles in suits, surrounded by bodyguards, who also walked towards the bar. Suddenly made Mo Fan feel that he was not a good person.
Of course, the most striking thing on this street is Mo Fan. No way, a casual outfit, plus a bicycle mount. At first glance, it made people think that they were ordinary people who had strayed into this street, and several gangsters immediately walked towards Mo Fan with bad intentions as if they had found prey.
"The one in front, get off the bike!" Among the several thugs walking towards Mo Fan, a red-haired thug drank at Mo Fan.
Mo Fan was called like this, and he was a little unhappy in his heart. So uncultured.
"I told you to come down, didn't you hear me? Do you know what kind of place this is? Leave anything valuable on your body, or break your hands and feet. Seeing that Mo Fan ignored him, the red-haired gangster immediately became angry. In the past, there have been people who have accidentally broken into this place. The result, of course, was looted, and if you don't cooperate a little, you will naturally serve with your fists and feet.
Mo Fan was also amused by these gangsters, and Mo Fan was treated as a fat sheep by them. Ready to blackmail him.
Mo Fan got off the bike and pressed the lock. Look up at the red-haired bastards. "Didn't your mother teach you to be polite when calling people?" Mo Fan said word by word, he was already upset by the affairs of the Black Clothes Society, and looking at the few gangsters in front of him who planned to blackmail him, he was even more angry, and planned to teach them a lesson.