People who are not popular also have one or two brothers who have died. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Of course Scar has, otherwise how would he choose that hotel to arrange the second brother's celebration banquet. The masked swordsman hadn't yet made it out of the crowd, he had already been carried to safety.

It is a small clinic located in the middle of a bustling slum in the southern capital. The owner, a middle-aged man in his forties, was originally the chief physician of a large hospital, who spent some time in the detention center because of a medical accident and got to know Scar, who often came and went there. After coming out, he was revoked from his doctor's license, and with the help of Scar, he built this black clinic without any formalities.

In the midst of a mixed slum, this is a pure land. No one has ever made trouble here, and every thug who comes in and out of here, no matter how arrogant they are outside, comes here to be more polite than those cultured people. It's not because of Scar's name, it's just because no gangster will offend someone who can save his life at a critical moment without a long eye.

Scar was lying in one of the innermost wards of the small clinic. The body is still feverish, but the person wakes up and can think and think about some problems. It was impossible for his left hand to grow back into his arm, and he didn't need to be explained by the doctor, he knew it. The second brother died, and he didn't need a doctor to inquire about this matter, he could guess it. When such a big thing came out, he knew that the wind outside was tight. So, the doctor locked him in a tightly aired room, and he could understand it.

When the rumors pass, people like him will have to do their old jobs. Do you want to find a new boss, or do you go it alone? You need to think about it. The night of the southern capital should be a group of dragons without a leader, I don't know what kind of shrimp soldiers and crabs will come out to be arrogant for a few days, taking advantage of this chaotic time, breaking out of their own territory is a very tempting idea. He wants people and money, although it is not much, and he has a reputation, and it is still easy to occupy an acre and three points of land.

It's just that he has to figure out who the person who attacked the second brother and himself is, thinking of that person's lightning-fast knife and cold eyes, Scar can't help but get goosebumps all over his body, and his heart shudders, as if the person is wearing a black magic turban, holding a military thorn, standing in front of his window and looking at himself indifferently, just like looking at a cold corpse.

Scar rubbed his eyes vigorously, yes, they were those eyes! Scar sat up.

"You! You! ”

"Brother Dao, how are you doing?" The person who came was obviously not his original voice, but wearing a voice changer, hoarse without a trace of emotion.

The tip of the stabbing is pointed straight at Scar's neck. In the dim light, and those cold eyes, the temperature in the room plummeted to freezing. Scar felt that his upper and lower teeth were fighting, but his brain was constantly running: looking at the stance, he didn't make the first shot, and it didn't seem to be fatal. That's it!

"Big brother! What do you want? After saying that, Scar wanted to slap himself with that non-existent right hand, and asked. If people want to say "fatal", what should they do?

The masked swordsman didn't speak, his left hand stretched out, and his slap was wide open. Scar hurriedly took out a card from under the pillow with his dripping left hand and held it up, "Yes, yes." ”

"How much?"

"One and a half million."

"Brother Dao, the famous knife brother in Nandu, Scar's life is only worth this?"

"Big brother, that's all I have."

The masked swordsman didn't say much, took the card away, asked for the password, and was about to leave.

Scar's eyes rolled: "Big brother, I know who the second brother's money is." ”

The masked swordsman looked back and smiled, "If you're not a smart person, don't learn from others." Take care of your injuries, Brother Dao. ”

On the top floor of the Nanling Building, an elderly man in his sixties sits in front of a huge floor-to-ceiling window, methodically frying kung fu tea.

"Chairman." Another old man walked up to his side lightly.

"Someone came out?"

"Hmmm! It took a lot of twists and turns. ”

"Give that guy five million."

"Chairman, isn't it too much?"

"Now that I've started to do favors, I'll do enough."

"He won't be dissatisfied. He wanted more than that that day. ”

"Man, how much strength you have to do how much work; How much strength to say what a big thing. He won't be too little. "The old man who was standing was just about to leave.

"Wait. If he is not satisfied, he does not have to give a point. You give the same number of chapters. ”

"Chairman, I don't understand."

"We're all old. It's time for them to fight, and we'll be lazy. ”

"I see. It's just this situation outside, do they still have a chance? ”

"Huh! There has never been a thousand days to be a thief, how can there be a thousand days to prevent thieves. ”

It was late at night, the moonlight outside the window was sprinkled on the floor of the ward, and Zhu Liudao was playing with a Ji Yantong's bank card in his hand, looking at the moonlight on the floor. "Sixth brother, how can there be a good sixth master." Mo Yifan's words sounded in his ears again, and Zhu Liudao wrote the four big characters "Momen Bamboo Gang" on a piece of paper, looked at it for a long time, and then tore the paper into pieces.

The chairman was right, and the policemen on duty on the street returned to their usual state. Nandu seems to be very peaceful, and the people are busy living a 9-to-5 life. What happened in a few corners of the dark night of Nandu did not escape from Uncle Lin's eyes, and without the boss, the world of the dark night of Nandu emerged with all kinds of people who claimed to be the boss. There are only three that have aroused Uncle Lin's interest:

The first is the boss Scar of the "Little Knife Club". Scar, who has been mixed under Zhang Linxiao for a long time, quickly gathers the resources left by Zhang Linxiao with unparalleled connections, occupying most of the dark night resources in Nandu, just like another Zhang Linxiao.

The second is Xiao Changzi of the "Dark Alliance", Zhang Youting. Relying on the courage of the small dark group to challenge the second brother, all kinds of characters who dared to be angry and dare not speak out in the era of the second brother quickly gathered around him. and Scar carve up the dark night of Nandu, and there is a momentum of needle-to-wheat mang.

The third one is called the "Momen Bamboo Gang". This name, which is quite like the Treasure Island Gang, appeared in Uncle Lin's ears, and he almost thought that someone there had reached out to his house. After some investigation, I found out that it was a misunderstanding. Its boss is called "the sixth master" by the thugs inside. Seeing this nickname, of course Uncle Lin knew who this person was.

The rest is to write about the various gangs that have come up from various counties in Nandu to enter Nandu, and some people from other cities are also active in Nandu, and I also want to take this opportunity to share the cake of Nandu. Uncle Lin was very reluctant to see this situation, but the chairman said that these were not his business, just let him watch it, and there was no need to do much.

The fourth person that Uncle Lin was concerned about did not appear in these emerging gangs. But he firmly believes that Mo Yifan has a lot to do with the gang of the "Momen Bamboo Gang", because he doesn't believe that a person who dares to boast about Haikou in front of the chairman will really stay in a small express point with peace of mind.

Uncle Lin really missaw Mo Yifan at this point. Mo Yifan really had fun and stayed in that express point willingly, listening to Niu's sister-in-law's nagging honestly. Brother Niu can't stand the nagging, in Mo Yifan's opinion, it is a family-like concern.

Brother Niu is still delivering couriers one by one in the wind and sun, and Sister-in-law Niu is already presiding over the daily work of the store. Looking at Sister-in-law Niu, who goes in and out every day to entertain guests, Mo Yifan feels that she is better at business than himself. Without him, Mo Yifan never thought of using Ji Yantong and Chang Xiaomin's positions in Nanling Group to pull a long-term big customer for the express store, and Sister-in-law Niu did it.

And it's a coincidence. On that day, Sister-in-law Niu delivered a courier to a white-collar worker of Nanling Group, and accidentally ran into Chang Xiaomin, and won this big customer in a few words. arrogantly threw a contract in front of Mo Yifan and asked Mo Yifan to sign it. Mo Yifan carefully read the content of the contract, and neatly signed it with both hands and held it to Sister-in-law Niu. Quickly put on the courier brother's vest, caught up with Brother Niu, and started his work today.

Since then, the small shop that Mo Yifan has worked so hard to build has become a place for Sister-in-law Niu to show off her might. After working for three days, a courier who just came here learned that the young man who came in and out of the wind and rain like himself was the boss.

After Sister-in-law Niu successfully persuaded a fellow villager to become a courier in the express delivery point, Mo Yifan was finally announced to be laid off by Sister-in-law. Without him, Mo Yifan, who has one arm, can not play a good role except for delaying Brother Niu's delivery speed. Sister-in-law Niu's decision Mo Yifan very much agreed, Sister-in-law Niu, who has been working as a courier for two years, has managed the express point in a busy and orderly manner, which is far from being comparable to Mo Yifan. He was not a diligent person in the first place, but once again turned his days into a comfortable life of reading books in the morning and exercising in the afternoon.

Of course, not everything can be solved perfectly. Today, for example, she encountered a tricky matter.

Six young people who didn't know where they came from, with colorful hair, were scattered in the huts of the courier point, standing one by one, although there was no radical action, but it seriously affected the work of the courier point. A young man had just ordered a cigarette and was stopped by his sister-in-law. The young man didn't say anything, glanced at the person who seemed to be the leader, and walked to the door with one of them, enjoying the taste of swallowing clouds and spitting fog one by one.

Without the young man opening his mouth, the owner of the small restaurant next door told Sister-in-law Niu that they were here to collect protection money, and they didn't want much, and they had just finished giving it.

Sister-in-law Niu is an upright person, and she cares about money very much. She thinks that neither her money nor Mo Yifan's money can be given to these indiscriminate people. So, a police car appeared at the door of the delivery point. Six thugs were forced to leave.

Sister-in-law Niu sent the police away with a smile on her face, ready to teach the timid and fearful hotel owner a lesson, but saw a dozen thugs swaying back to the express delivery point. The owner of the restaurant left a sentence "It's over." This posture is to smash the store. He fully implemented his own way of life - they swept the snow in front of the door, got into the hotel, and never showed their heads again.

The thugs weren't as the innkeeper thought, they all squeezed into the small room, leaving two men standing in the doorway as fiercely as the door god. Don't say that the guests don't dare to go in, and the couriers who come to pick up the parcel can't get in.

Brother Niu stopped the urge of Sister-in-law Niu to call the police again and called Mo Yifan in the gym.

Mo Yifan, who was kicking the flip-flops, slowly got out of the taxi and said to the door god at the door: "Dude, show your name." It also lets us know who is protecting us. ”

Xiao Huangmao squinted his eyes and spit out four words from his smoke--"Momen Bamboo Gang".

Mo Yifan scratched his head, took out a crumpled card from his shorts pocket and put it in front of Xiao Huangmao's eyes.

Of course Xiao Huangmao knows this card.

The card is black, with a large white letter, the door, with the word "Bamboo Gang" written in red on it. It's just that he has never seen such a crumpled card, and he was about to get angry, but he saw the small word "NO.1" at the bottom of the card. Suddenly he lost his arrogance and left with his men.

Mo Yifan still stuffed the card into his shorts pocket indiscriminately, and said to Sister-in-law Niu: "Sister-in-law, it's okay." Prepare a few cold dishes in the evening. ”