Pan Du's gun is still in his hand, Xiao Yi is on the opposite side, no matter how good the knife is, he must first go to the other party to show it, 10 meters away, Pan Du's marksmanship, the result seems to be doomed.

As Pan Du said, he was indeed not a verbose person when he killed people, and his index finger grabbed the delicate trigger, and with a slight force, he seemed to have seen a bloody hole in the evil wolf's forehead.

It's just that Pan Du suddenly felt that the dexterous index finger couldn't use any force at this time, just put it on the trigger softly, and the expression on his face flashed at the same time in an instant, from disbelief, to fear, and then to granted.

He wanted to shout, but his throat could only make a faint rustling sound, and the moment he closed his eyes and lost consciousness, a smile appeared on the corner of Pan Du's mouth, a smile that was taken for granted, but from the heart!

Pan Du should indeed smile, and indeed should feel taken for granted, because his opponent is an evil wolf, and it is indeed a matter of course to die at the hands of an evil wolf, and he should smile!

The gun was still in Pan Du's hand, but the thin and sharp knife between Xiao Yi's fingers was nowhere to be found.

When he got up, he shook a glass of red wine slightly in his hand, bright red, as gorgeous as the blood flowing from Pan Du's throat!

Xiao Yi's face somehow put on that smile that was bright enough to make people feel intoxicated, and gently prostrated it into Pan Du's ear, like an old friend whispering.

"You're not entirely right, I'm not good at guns, not just knives, but, throwing knives!"

The flying knife of the evil wolf Xiao Yi, since his mercenary group was all wiped out, there is no second person in the world who knows this secret, and the person who knows it is like Pan Du, but he will always close his mouth in an instant, Xiao Yi will rarely shoot the bullet off, but he will never shoot the flying knife off, and the flying knife will shoot, no one will miss it!

After a while, the guard at the door felt something strange, broke through the door, and saw an empty red wine glass, a thin and uniform peel, a smiling dead man, and a knife that had sunk into his throat.

Nanjiang City, a dilapidated billiards room.

Zhao Zhidong closed his eyes tightly, and swallowed half of the dry and hard steamed bun in pain, and then poured a large mouthful of cold water into it, before he opened his eyes as if relieved, and looked at Wei Yong opposite in disbelief that he was also holding a dry and hard steamed bun, but chewing it with relish.

"Your steamed buns, are they stuffed?" Zhao Zhidong looked puzzled, how did the steamed buns that he didn't even want to chew were like delicacies from the mountains and seas when they arrived on Wei Yong.

"No stuffing." Wei Yong was chewing on steamed buns as he spoke, and his two lips made a crackling sound, as if he was tasting a peerless delicacy.

Looking at the expressions of Zhao Zhidong and a group of colorful thugs, Wei Yong continued: "It's good to eat some, be content." ”

Zhao Zhidong sighed, but tightened the belt, and still didn't continue to gnaw on the steamed bun that made him gnaw for several days in a row, almost disgusting.

"Hey, Brother Xiao has been out for a few days, so it stands to reason that he should come back!" Zhao Zhidong looked out of the gate in a daze as he spoke, Xiao Yi turned back when he left, swept away all their money, and didn't let them steal chickens and dogs, bullying the weak, which cut off the financial source, and the business of the billiard room was barely enough for them to eat hard steamed buns.

"Anyway, I believe in Brother Xiao." Although Wei Yong said this without any basis, he just felt that Xiao Yi was very strong, but he trusted Xiao Yi from the bottom of his heart for no reason, since he was by the river that day, he had this feeling, as if he was destined in the dark.

Zhao Zhidong looked at a group of brothers under his hand, and his expression of gnawing on steamed buns was as painful as his, and he couldn't bear it for a while, although they were just little bastards who didn't enter the stream before, but their lives had never been so embarrassing.

Thinking of the past "moisturizing" days, after looking at a few dry and hard steamed buns next to him, Zhao Zhidong sighed for a long time, and swallowed the second half of the sigh, and his eyes suddenly lit up, as if he suddenly saw a roast chicken that was shaking in oil.

If Xiao Yi knew that Zhao Zhidong compared him to roast chicken in his heart at this time, he would definitely burn the Moxican-style hairstyle on this kid's head, even if he Xiao Yi was only worth a roast chicken, but the box in his hand was probably able to buy a roast chicken Mount Everest.

"Brother Xiao!" Zhao Zhidong and Wei Yong blurted out almost at the same time, and hurriedly flew to Xiao Yi's side.

Xiao Yi smiled faintly, "Tell the brothers to guard outside, no one is allowed to come in, you two come in with me." After speaking, they walked towards the inner room of the billiard room, and after Zhao Zhidong and Wei Yong waved their hands to signal the little brother to watch the door well, they followed in without hesitation.

Xiao Yi tapped his fingers on the desktop, and after looking at the two people in front of him with puzzled expressions for a while, he smiled slightly and said to Zhao Zhidong: "Dongzi, how much start-up capital do you need?" ”

Zhao Zhidong was stunned, and then he realized that Xiao Yi was talking about making Shili a big start-up capital, and after quickly estimating it in his heart for a while, he said, "About 500,000." ”

Wei Yong next to him was taken aback when he heard this, he had never been involved in these things in any society before, although he knew that he needed money to become bigger, but he didn't expect it to be such a large amount of money, which was enough to make a family in their village live happily for a lifetime.

Zhao Zhidong saw that Xiao Yi didn't speak, so he hurriedly and cautiously continued: "Save a little, about 400,000 is fine." ”

Seeing that Xiao Yi still didn't speak, Zhao Zhidong swallowed a mouthful of saliva and continued: "If it's really difficult, you have to have 300,000, otherwise you won't be able to get up at all." ”

Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes, suddenly stopped tapping his fingers on the desktop, looked at Zhao Zhidong and said lightly: "If you have money, how long will you be able to control the underworld in Nanjiang City?" ”

Zhao Zhidong thought about it, and immediately shook his head and said: "If there are 300,000, I can only guarantee to fight for a place in Nanjiang City within two years, as for controlling the entire underworld in Nanjiang City, if there is one 1.8 million, it will be fought for more than ten years, and it is not hopeless." ”

"More than ten years?" Xiao Yi shook his head and smiled, but it was an appreciative smile, Zhao Zhidong can say this, which proves that he is not the kind of person who is impetuous and ignorant of the sky, but the kind of person who can maintain an objective understanding of himself at any time, and can be down-to-earth, but Xiao Yi will not wait for more than ten years for Nanjiang City.

Xiao Yi put a black box in his hand on the table and said, "With this money, in the shortest possible time, I want you to become the overlord of the underworld in Nanjiang City!" ”

Zhao Zhidong and Wei Yong glanced at each other, and Wei Yong said cautiously: "Brother Xiao, here, there won't really be 300,000 here, right?" ”

Zhao Zhidong swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and also looked at Xiao Yi in a daze, but did not move to open the box.

Xiao Yi looked at the expressions of the two, was happy, and said with a smile: "I am not mentally retarded enough to let my brother take a few hundred thousand to dominate the underworld, here is five million!" ”

"Five million!" Zhao Zhidong and Wei Yong's eyes widened at the same time, and their ears pricked up to confirm whether they had heard it wrong, and Xiao Yi's next words let them know that they had indeed heard it wrong.

"Well, five million, dollars!" Xiao Yat said it very clearly.

Zhao Zhidong felt the stars in the sky, Wei Yong was very afraid that someone would come and slap him now, because he was afraid that his dream would be shattered, until Xiao Yi looked at the dizzy two and slapped the table hard, and then he came to his senses.

Many years later, when Wei Yong and Zhao Zhidong chatted every time, they would still bring up this past, and the most they said at that time was: "When Brother Xiao put the five million dollars on the table, the expressions of the two of us were like beggars, haha, I really don't know what I thought at the time, but it was just five million dollars!" ”

Xiao Yi is now a killer, he used to be a mercenary, and he has achieved the pinnacle in both fields, but he is still blank for the underworld, not to mention Wei Yong, who was an honest poor student a few days ago, only Zhao Zhidong, who has been mixed on the street since he was a child, and he endlessly expressed the whole grand jihua spittle, Xiao Yi and Wei Yong who listened to it were stunned for a moment, and secretly sighed that this Zhao Zhidong is really a Lang Fei talent!

The three of you said a word, and gradually made the structure of this huge shili that made the whole shijie tremble in the future, and initially outlined a skeleton, in which Xiao Yi injected a lot of management concepts in the army, which was a very novel idea for Zhao Zhidong, and hurriedly raised his hands in favor, as for Wei Yong's words, he kept imitating the action of the chicken pecking rice from beginning to end, and took on the responsibility of a clerk, and sorted out the general idea constructed by Xiao Yi and Zhao Zhidong clearly, This made Zhao Zhidong look at him with admiration.

As for the name of the organization, Zhao Zhidong and Wei Yong originally wanted to name it after Xiao Yi's nickname, the evil wolf, but Xiao Yi didn't want to be too public, and Zuihou unanimously decided to be the blood wolf, homonym evil wolf! Zhao Zhidong and Wei Yong are tied for the boss, and they have different divisions of labor, and these two names will be second to none in the shijie underworld in the future! But that's all for later.

As for Xiao Yi, the real boss behind the scenes, he does not have any position in the organization, because his goal is the entire dark shijie, not just the underworld, which is just one of the most important components of the dark shijie.

This three-person meeting lasted for three hours, and after the gangsters guarding the door waited for the three of them to come out, they suddenly felt that Zhao Zhidong and Wei Yong looked a little different from before, but what was the difference, they couldn't say clearly, they only knew that the two of them walked out with positive steps, only Xiao Yi was no different from the past, still looking calm, but they didn't know that from today on, they would be different from before.

Xiao Yi instructed Wei Yong, Zhao Zhidong and others to go out and have some fun tonight, after all, someone may fall down at any time on the road tomorrow.

Xiao Yi didn't go by himself, but took a taxi alone and went back to school directly, and went straight to the downstairs of the girls' dormitory, missing for a few days, I'm afraid Ding Yao will skin himself alive when he sees him, but remembering that he now has five million US dollars on him, his confidence is tough again, the days of the rich, I Xiao Yi is back!