Shadow frowned, her eyes gazing gently-

After a while, he replied: "Observe soon, he should have amnesia."

The young man nodded, his face was dark, and he said in a half-loud voice: "It's been more than a month, speed up the process, and let him participate in the assassination operation tomorrow."

"My lord, I'm afraid this is not appropriate." Raider frowned slightly, and said something to stop her.

"Huh"? The youth asked.

Liying hurriedly explained: "My lord, he forgot the basic martial arts after his amnesia, although sometimes he was instinctive, but he didn't dare to be interested in fighting."

The young man was stunned for a moment, slapped a skeleton in front of him with a palm, the skeleton couldn't stand the blow and instantly turned into powder, and then a faint voice came: "Then let him learn, start from the basics, don't fight-hand him over, don't kill people-hand him over, I don't ask for the process, just look at the result."

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The flower shop has been surrounded by these thugs for three days, intentionally or unintentionally, and its business has plummeted.

The proprietress made a decision to transfer the flower shop and go to his brother in Qucheng.

Once she didn't want to, because her brother was a big gangster, many times more senior than Xu Xiaolong, she understood the truth of being good and being bullied, so she officially went to start her crazy years.

As for why she didn't clean up Xu Xiaolong?

Those who know will naturally understand.

……

Tornado Ballroom, although not the best ballroom in Qucheng, must be one of the oldest ballrooms and one of the most chaotic.

The style inside is very vulgar, the lighting inside is very ambiguous, the chicks inside are very hot, and there are a lot of people pretending to be serious in it, and slowly there are fewer of them.

Whether it is a business elite, a political fox, or an ignorant young man, he will take off that thick layer of disguise and go completely crazy when he arrives here.

It's supposed to be a place to have fun, but it simply makes everyone sink.

……

"This will be our home from now on, do you like it"? The proprietress pointed to the men and women under the fluorescent lights, and asked very plainly, and she didn't know what her own mind was.

Lao Leng is still cold and deep, and Mengmeng's eyes are around, as if he has a bit of girlish rebellion.

Only Silly Gen bent over and said solemnly: "Boss, I don't like it here, there are so many people, I want to go to the flower shop."

Nightfall is a beautiful garment of nature, especially for some active men and women, the night gives them courage and gives them the most beautiful disguise.

The tornado, like a pair of scissors, peels off the layer of clothing in the night, and countless men and women who exude hormones seem to be the best aphrodisiac here, hugging and hugging in the sparse and ordinary.

At this time, they have forgotten their home, their wives (husbands) and children at home, and they are looking forward to them.

Youth is capital, squandering is capital, and being happy in time is the true character of a hero.

But in the dead of night, lying on the head of the bed and thinking carefully, what did you get from such a life?

drunk and obsessed with gold, there will be a moment of sobriety; Squandering, heroes also have twilight moments.

Plain and plain is true!

……

"Silly root, no, Ye Qiu, I know it's hard for you, but you also saw the situation of the flower shop, we didn't bully others, but sometimes trouble will automatically come to the door, only if you are strong enough, you can do what you like as you like, understand?" The proprietress didn't look at him, but turned her back and spoke something serious.

Silly root doesn't understand, but he understands a little.

"Ye Qiu, in fact, there are some things that you don't need to understand, as long as you understand that men protect women, it's a natural thing." Lao Leng patted him on the shoulder and talked to him for the first time.

Silly Root was silent.

"Will you protect me and Mengmeng"? The proprietress asked again.

Silly nodded vigorously.

It was the proprietress who brought him back from the street for him to eat, to wear, and to live in.

……

"You are Sister Ye! I'm the administrative CEO here." The person who came was not too old, nor too young, not yet in his forties, in his early thirties.

There is no traditional underworld style, a white shirt, and long hair is very flowing.

Seeing everyone's eyes on him, he smiled like a spring breeze and said, "Sister Ye can call me Ah Jun, the times are changing, we have to keep up with the trend...... The boss asked me to assist you, if you have any requests, don't hesitate to mention them".

The proprietress nodded, but she didn't expect that today's people who play society will start to be vulgar and elegant, just like that...... The feeling of being a ~ Zili archway.

"What about tornadoes"? She asked, also observing, and felt that Ah Jun was not simple.

Ah Jun walked a few steps, took two glasses of wine from the bar, handed one to her, and replied gently: "There is a big dance hall, several small dance halls, hundreds of private rooms, there is a fixed flow of customers every day, the student party and the unemployed account for 20%, there are many white-collar workers and social elites, and there are many people with heads and faces in Qucheng."

"You're bothered, but I have one more thing to trouble you."

"Sister Ye, please say"!

"My little brother is the first day to contact the society, and he doesn't know the rules very well, and he also bothered Ah Jun to find someone to hand him over from the most basic from tomorrow morning."

"Sister Ye rest assured".

After getting his assurance, the proprietress turned her head to look at Silly Gen, not the domineering just now, but said gently: "Xiaoqiu, you are a man, you must learn to take your responsibility."

Silly didn't understand, and suddenly felt that today's boss lady was a little strange, she seemed to have changed, and she didn't seem to have changed.

For him, it is still as kind as before, and that is enough.

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"Ashin, where are we going"? Silly root, no, Ye Qiu asked puzzled.

Early in the morning, Ashin was summoned by the military brother and said that he was asked to bring a little brother who had just entered the road and handed over the rules to him.

If you are called by Brother Jun, it will be face, but you will not be happy when you are called by a young man who has just started the road.

All along, who was not in front of him was Brother Xin, who was shouting, he didn't know if this young man really didn't understand or pretended to be deep.

"Cough~cough" coughed twice in a row, and the horses under his command immediately understood, glared at Ye Qiu dissatisfiedly, and warned: "If you want to call Brother Xin, do you understand"?

"It was he who asked me to call him Ashin, and I called him", but when everyone was corny, he touched his hair and called out honestly: "Brother Xin"!

"Where are we going?"

"Brother Jun asked me to take you, and today I will teach you the simplest - protection fee." As Ashin was talking, he picked up a big bun from the steamer selling breakfast next to him, blew it and stuffed it into his mouth, and the taste was sweet.

The main thing is that he doesn't have to give money, and he is fluttering.

The angry look of the owner of the breakfast shop obviously knew them, but he didn't say anything, but someone destroyed the aura, and saw Ye Qiu standing there, shouting at Ashin facing forward: "Brother Xin, you haven't paid for food yet!"

Ashin stuffed the buns into his mouth, glanced sideways at the customer who bought the buns next to him, and said domineeringly: "Do you see us doing this business, eat a bun, which fruit, do you still need to give money?" Boss, what do you say"?

"Yes, yes", the stalls can't afford to mess with them.

Silly Gen was stunned for a moment, and asked suspiciously: "Boss, you really don't need money"?

The stall owner nodded helplessly.

Silly Gen smiled and picked up two big buns, but he didn't feel the heat, so he just stuffed them into his mouth, and instantly said with his eyebrows: "It's delicious, thank you boss."

The stall owner smiled with his face, but his heart was dripping blood.

The people around him pointed and pointed at each other, daring to be angry but not daring to speak.

Ashin bowed slightly at Silly Gen's talent, and immediately felt that he was a talent that could be cultivated, but he still pointed out his shortcomings, too polite, too honest, and their flaws.

As a social person, you should have the domineering spirit of a social person, just like his Ashin.

"Go", took two steps back, hugged the waist of the foolish root and continued to move forward, he wanted to cultivate him into a distinctive, idealistic, ambitious, and powerful social person.

……

The bottom of the bell tower.

This is a century-old street in Qucheng.

Just like the eaves of the Forbidden City, it is full of antique wooden buildings.

But after a hundred years of precipitation, the result of precipitation is sad.

Under the ancient buildings, there is a gentle tea ceremony across Hongyu, and a dim sum with Qucheng characteristics, but more of them are paper girls with flowers and branches.

Hair salon street-

The clean floor inside can reflect its own shadow, and everyone must know what kind of business it is.

Although the business in the morning was not very prosperous, the door was opened, and Ashin went in to collect the protection money, but was coaxed by several women, taking a small advantage, and forgetting all about the protection money.

Finally, he looked at the dragon teahouse in front of him with several attics, and was ruthless, so he could only use it for the knife.

He beckoned, summoned the fool, whispered to him, and asked, "Got it?" The face should be ruthless, the speech should be cool, and the demeanor can be elegant, after all, it is a new society, and Brother Jun said that he must keep up with the dynasty."

"Five, give him a cigar that my friend got from Brazil." He turned and commanded the other man.

Brazilian cigars are not something that anyone can smoke if they want to, it is a kind of identity, and it is a weapon of coercion, which he bought for fifty yuan from a nearby gold leaf cigarette store.

"Ahem~Ahem"

Silly coughed a handful of snot and tears, thinking that this was the most unpalatable thing in the world, he was never a picky eater, but today was an exception.

For someone who has never smoked, what is it like to smoke a cigar suddenly?

It's not easy to describe, it's not very comfortable after all, no, it's very uncomfortable.

"You can't teach your son"!

Ashin looked at him and said hatefully.

Brother Jun asked him to study more, and it was really not useless, at least the brothers next to him cast admiring glances at him, without any pretentiousness.

And after saying this, the qi that was not smooth just now was also cleared in an instant.

Suddenly, there is a kind of tall, there is wood!

Then he waved his hand, "Forget it, forget it, you go in quickly, just follow what I just handed you and let them send some protection money on time every month, after all, the current law and order is really not very good."

Silly roots.

There were two little beauties at the service desk at the door, and they smiled and said in unison: "Welcome to the Dragon Teahouse, how many of you are there"?