That night, Li Erdan and his brothers reserved all the tables in a food stall, and fifty brothers gathered here to celebrate the proud achievements during this time. On the boxes of beer, good wine and good food are served, all of them are a group of half-sized children, and the amount of alcohol is good.

"Come, brothers, stand up, let's toast Brother Erdan together." Wang Lung first stood up and proposed, "If it weren't for Brother Erdan, we wouldn't be where we are today." ”

"A glass to Brother Erdan."

The fifty little brothers all stood up in unison, making the second egg monster embarrassed. In fact, Erdan never thought that there was such a situation today, a month ago he was still worrying about eating, and now he has become a big brother, and there are dozens of younger brothers under him, so what will happen in the future? Erdan blew a bottle of snowflake beer in one go, his stomach rumbled, and his mouth snorted. The younger brothers were stunned for a moment, and then Ha Lu Ha Da Lu laughed, where to use any disposable cups, directly use bottles, this is enough for the masters.

A meal was eaten until midnight, and everyone was still unsatisfied. In the past, they all felt that they were people on the margins of society and a loser, but today they have rediscovered the joy and dignity of being a human being.

Two brothers, Wang Long and Wang Hu, rented a house in a shantytown in Jiangdong for 100 yuan a month, and the water and electricity bills were calculated separately. That night, both of them were drunk, shaking their heads and walking towards home.

The shantytowns are all square meters, adobe houses, and wooden houses, which are extremely unhygienic and inconvenient. When Wang Lung and Wang Hu got home, it was almost twelve o'clock at night, and only the barking of dogs could be heard in the silence of the shantytown.

"Brother, you go in, I want to pee." Xiao Wang Hu said to Wang Lung.

"Okay, then you hurry up."

There was not even a bed in the room, only two broken mats, a shaking head fan, and a 17-inch color TV. Wang Lung went into the room and fell asleep, and he didn't know how long Lu Dao had been asleep, and when he woke up, he found that his younger brother Wang Hu was not there. Wang Lung panicked all of a sudden, and hurriedly went out to look for it. Wang Long was startled when he opened the door, Wang Hu was lying outside the door and was no longer breathing, covered in blood, and there was a bloody hole in his head.

Wang Lung did not choose to call the police because he did not trust the police, but made a call to his eldest brother Li Erdan.

Wang Lung carried his younger brother into the room and placed him on the straw mat, not daring to accept the reality that his younger brother was dead for a while. The two brothers have been dependent on each other for many years, and their relationship has always been very good. Wang Lung vaguely remembers the scene when he ran away from home with his younger brother.

My father died in a car accident, and my mother remarried. The stepfather treated them very badly, and the two brothers ran away from home after discussing it. How much suffering they endured and how many tears they shed, these are all the blood and tears of the two brothers.

The second egg injected a stream of true qi into Wang Hu's body, but the true qi quickly disappeared endlessly. Erdan is not a fairy, and no matter how good his medical skills are, he can't bring the dead back to life.

"Let me find out who killed my brother, and I must have killed him with my own hands." Wang Lung gritted his teeth and said.

"This revenge must be avenged!" The second egg clenched the knuckles of his fingers.

The next day, Erdan realized that many brothers were beaten by a group of unknown people last night. Who would have done this? The first thing that Erdan thought of was Zhang Dasheng, but Zhang Dasheng was just a beggar and didn't have this ability. Behind Zhang Dasheng is the Yihe Gang. This matter is absolutely inseparable from Zhang Dasheng.

Three days later, Jingcheng Road.

Zhang Dasheng seems to be in a good mood, the group of beggars who often come over to rob him of his business have not come again in the past two days, maybe his character has exploded, his income in the past two days has been more than 2,000, and his own Poussin, which has been driving for three years, should also be replaced.

Just when Zhang Dasheng was immersed in the beautiful yearning for the future, a group of beggars walked up, wearing a white cloth on his head, like a funeral. The leader Zhang Dasheng knew, his name seemed to be Li Erdan, and he once kicked over his small iron bucket and smashed a coin in his face.

Dozens of little beggars collectively went to mourn, walking on the bustling Beijing Road is absolutely unprecedented, some people picked up the camera and clicked non-stop, and the white-collar workers who were in a hurry to go to work stopped.

Zhang Dasheng was a little panicked when he saw Li Erdan, some time ago he asked Zhao Dapeng of the Yihe Gang to teach Li Erdan and his gang a lesson. But what does it mean to tie a white cloth on your head? Did someone die? Zhang Dasheng is not stupid, this group of people is obviously coming for himself.

Zhang Dasheng hurriedly loosened his trouser legs, pulled out one leg pressed under his buttocks, and ran away with a small iron bucket after two movements. There is a flyover at the fork in the road, and the road is not allowed to cross, so if you want to go to the other side, you have to cross the flyover. Zhang Dasheng took three steps and ran on the overpass with two steps. But when he ran up the overpass, he regretted it, and two beggars with white cloth on their heads came from the other two directions of the overpass, one of the leaders was Zhang Liangliang and the other was Wang Lung.

Zhang Dasheng looked under the overpass, Nima, the car shuttled back and forth, and if he jumped down, he had to be hit by the car if he didn't fall to his death.

Wang Hu was buried on a mountain in the western suburbs of Jiangdong City, of course, secretly. This mountain is called Phoenix Mountain, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, the scenery is very good, the local government is ready to attract investment and develop into a tourist attraction, and it is also a happy thing for Xiao Wang Hu to sleep here.

Zhang Dasheng was imprisoned in the house rented by Wang Long in the shantytown, and he told everything he knew, but the other party had no intention of letting him go. Zhang Dasheng felt remorseful in his heart, he really shouldn't have asked Zhao Dapeng for help, he said that he was just teaching a lesson, why did he make a fusy.

Tonight's night was dark, there was no moon, no stars, and it was still raining sporadically. Zhang Dasheng's mouth was sealed with duct tape and was escorted to Phoenix Mountain by Li Erdan and others. Zhang Dasheng was scared to pee his pants, wondering if these unwanted masters wanted to kill themselves. Zhang Dasheng doesn't want to die now, his life has become well-off, and he hasn't had time to enjoy his life, so it's a big loss to go like this.

Zhang Dasheng knelt in front of Wang Hu's grave, and the tape on his mouth was torn off.

"Don't you like to kowtow, kowtow to my brother a hundred first." Wang Lung wanted to kill Zhang Dasheng.

"A hundred is too little, five hundred." I don't know which little brother said.

"You guys look down on Zhang Da liar too much, five hundred is no pressure on him at all, if you want to come, we will come with a thousand." Zhang Liangliang said.

Zhang Dasheng cursed in his heart, paralyzed, a thousand people still didn't knock Lao Tzu to death.

As for how many of them are the most decided, the one who gets the idea has to be the second big brother. Erdan felt that kowtowing should be as much as possible, and said: "A thousand is a thousand." ”

Zhang Dasheng was about to cry when he heard it.

"If it wants to ring, it doesn't count if it doesn't sound." I also don't know that the road was said by that brother.

Dongfang gradually became brighter, Zhang Dasheng kowtowed and kowtowed, he didn't know how many kowtows he had, anyway, he kept kowtowing. Li Erdan and his brothers left a long time ago.

The next day, Zhang Dasheng could no longer be seen at the entrance of Jingcheng Road, and was replaced by Li Erdan's younger brothers.

In the past, the headlines of "Jiangdong News Morning Post" were often a certain leader***, a certain star***, a certain entrepreneur***, but today it has become a little beggar. Beggars have always been a neglected group in the city, and today they prove like citizens that beggars are also a force to be reckoned with.

Old Man Chen had just finished Tai Chi and sat on the recliner to rest, when the servant brought over a stack of newspapers. "Jiangdong News Morning Post" is a must-read newspaper for the old man every day, the main section headlines, a group of beggars wearing white cloth strips on their heads caught his attention, and then take a closer look at an acquaintance, Li Erdan, who saved his life. Old Man Chen watched with interest.

After reading the newspaper and the information provided to him by Scarface Chenggang in the past few days, the old man concluded that Xiao Wang Hu was killed by someone sent by Yihe to help Zhao Dapeng. Zhao Dapeng, this old man Chen still has some understanding, this person has done all the bad things, and it is enough to die ten times for the crimes he committed.

Li Erdan grabbed Zhao Dapeng's territory, so there will be a strong counterattack next, and maybe there will be another death. Old Man Chen smiled, then went back to the room and called the second child of the police station, asking Chen Zilei to check on Zhao Dapeng, and it was best to sentence him to ten years and eight years.

Zhao Dapeng had already filed the case at the police station, and he had collected a lot of various criminal materials.

In the conference room on the fourth floor of a luxury entertainment city on Loulan Avenue, Zhao Dapeng was fiercely reprimanding his subordinates for not doing things well, and even a group of little beggars couldn't fight. In fact, it's not that his subordinates are not ruthless enough, but that there is a kid among the little beggars who is really good at martial arts, and he can kill five people without breathing.

"Give me all the guys, I want to see how good that kid is." Zhao Dapeng slapped the table and said sharply.

For a while, the mountain knife, fire axe, baseball bat, iron chain, and I don't know where all the roads came out of nowhere, and they were all placed on the conference table. Zhao Dapeng opened the safe in his office and took out a Type 51 pistol with 7.62 mm ammunition at the bottom of the cabinet.

The guy will act when he is ready, this is Zhao Dapeng's consistent style of doing things. A group of people were dumbfounded as soon as they walked to the gate of the entertainment city, and police cars stopped at the door with a roar, and the armed police special police responded quickly.