At one o'clock in the morning, Chicago, Edison Street, only one sign is still shining, and the neon signs on it indicate the name of the place: the black and white club, push the door in, the dynamic music is deafening, the DJ Tong guò deftly DJing in his hands, constantly stimulating people's nerves, the red men and green women on the dance floor are frantically shaking all the parts of their bodies that can be shaken, all kinds of drinks on the bar are brought up and drunk one by one, and the dimly lit walls, Men and women who have been carried away by alcohol and music unleash their primal passions, this is a strange world, a world without night and day.

In the back alley of this world, the black-haired man knocked on the iron door, a small window opened on the door, a pair of eyes were exposed, and immediately, the iron door was opened. "Boss." Several black men bowed respectfully to the man. The man smiled, "It's okay, you guys get on working." With that, he went down the stairs next to him and went straight to a secret door. In the secret door is a huge basement, which can be seen to be almost as large as the building on the ground, surrounded by several rooms, and in the middle of the open space is the container truck that has just driven away from the abandoned factory, there are several tables next to the container truck, one is full of banknotes, and the other is full of bags of white powder.

"Great Sacrifice Wine!" The pious movements and voices made these men who had just finished killing people as pure as Puritans praying in a church on a Sunday.

After the black-haired man returned the salute with the same action, he turned to the giant man in the lead and asked, "Locke, how is the harvest?" The terrifying giant man who appeared in the factory came to the light, his cleanly shaved bald head reflected the light, and there were countless tattoos tattooed on the skin exposed on the outside of his T-shirt, but it was not a skeleton or a monster, but some dense spell-like words, "Four and a half million dollars, and the equivalent of ******, boss, old Duff has lost a lot this time." ”

"Hehe, old Duff is already in a semi-retired state, he doesn't care about this little money, if he presides, we may not be able to do this job so easily, now the little Duff who is presiding over the Irish Gang is not as brainy as his father, but their family's stinky temper has been inherited intact, let the brothers be vigilant these days, don't let the Irish Gang find out anything."

"What if they come and find out?"

"Got Locke, don't you like this the most, you still need to ask, get rid of them, we don't have to make any changes, but it won't make people doubt us, weakness is not a sign of our brotherhood."

Locke opened his big mouth, and the two rows of neat snow-white teeth reminded people of great white sharks, and the big men around him couldn't stop laughing when they heard this.

The black-haired man turned around and walked into the elevator, turned around and said, "Locke, put the money in the warehouse, ****** send it to the pharmacy, and then all of you will have a good evening class every day." After that, looking at the bitter gourd faces of these big men, the man showed a wicked smile.

The elevator came to the manager's room upstairs, and as soon as the door opened, an old Chinese man with a white beard stood by the door and nodded at the man with a smile: "Young master, you are back." ”

The man also nodded: "Fu Bo, it's so late, I said don't wait for me, do you still treat me as a child." "Hehe, Young Master Yidao has grown up, so you don't have to worry about the old slave, but this habit can't be changed for a while."

"How are the five of them, the master has finally found all the qualifications, good attributes and suitable attributes, you have to bother to keep an eye on it." "Hahaha, young master, don't worry, looking at the five of them is like looking at you when you were a child, they are all excellent materials, and you will definitely not miss them. Except for John's boy, uh, boy, what are you doing! In an instant, the old man appeared in the other corner of the room, holding a blonde boy in one hand. Fauber, don't be like this, I'm out to greet my brother, oh, no, no, brother, don't, I don't dare, ah. The black-haired man who came over at some point to the young man's dantian, and the young man was like a quick-frozen fish, and he was carried in by Fu Bo like a quick-frozen fish.

The three men entered through a secret door in the wall, and through a dimly lit corridor to a dark room, on one side of which was an incense table, on which was burned, and the cigarette smoke was rising. There is a pair of antique Taoist characters hanging on the wall above the case, and there is a tablet behind the incense burner on the case, and several dignified official books on the tablet are impressively written: Zhang Daoling, the teacher of the first day. Four people of different skin colors and ages sat cross-legged in the center of the room around a yin-yang fish, their hands on their knees, their upper bodies straight, their heads and necks straight, their jaws slightly tucked, and their eyes closed. Fauber quietly put the boy's body in the same position as them, quietly placed it on a vacant futon, and walked to the door and sat down cross-legged. After the black-haired man walked to the desk and bowed, he sat cross-legged on the futon in front of the desk like several people, and closed his eyes.

The whole room was silent, as if time and space were gone, only a few wisps of cigarette smoke floated in the air. The black-haired man read in his mouth: Yin and Yang, the way of heaven and earth, the outline of all things, the parents of change, the birth of life and death, and the house of the gods. All things have their own constitution. The saint is like a class and makes its name. Hence the saying. The name is fixed. Namelessness is the beginning of heaven and earth. Famous is the mother of all things. It is used for its cause. Hence the title. Liyun. The child was born in March. Ahem and name. and its unborn. There is no name. The five elements are the first of all things. The form is used in the creation. Don't you first make a name for it? Then use it to ...... Five deeds. Although there are many things. Don't count to five. Therefore, it is five stars in the sky. Its gods are the Five Emperors. Confucius said. Xiqiu heard the old clouds. There are five elements in the sky. Wood, gold, water, fire, earth. Its gods are called the Five Emperors. The ground is five directions. Its town is Wuyue. Physics theory cloud. The town is surrounded by five mountains. In the man-made five Tibets. Its facial features. The sound reverberated through the space, as if it had been created out of thin air throughout the room. As time passed, wisps of mysterious smoke gradually emerged from all around the room, red, green, blue, yellow, white, silver, and black seven colors, of which red, green, blue, blue, yellow, and white five kinds of smoke converged in the center of the five people, and formed a circle along the direction of the yin and yang fish, each color of smoke drilled into the nostrils of different people, and the silver and black smoke all drilled into the nostrils of the black-haired man. Looking at this strange and mysterious scene, Fauber's wrinkled face couldn't help but show a smile of relief