There was no luxurious greeting team, a few very simple old-fashioned off-road vehicles, more than a dozen men with not strong aura, seeing Cheng Xiaoyu walk out, an off-road vehicle went 100 meters ahead, two cars one in front of the other, and two cars 200 meters behind. [No pop-up novel network]

"The cars are all good cars, the tires are all special, the people are all masters, each of them is a battle-hardened soldier, binoculars, detectors, very complete equipment, there should be weapons of mass destruction on the car, every large intersection is guarded in advance, Hong Taizu invited this meal, this specification alone is worth a ticket price." Kuroki looked around and gave a fair assessment.

Feng Jingsheng nodded: "Impenetrable, if this Southern Taizu has a little more courage, it is estimated that there will be snipers to follow." ”

Kuroki smiled, took out a small mirror from the baffle, rolled the window, and aimed it at a height of forty-five degrees. Feng Jingsheng sighed and smiled: "This wild road is more regular than the regular army, so how can we be embarrassed." ”

"Every step of development is stained with blood and tears, and I dare not be cautious." Kuroki said softly, Feng Jingsheng thoughtfully.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the slightest coolness penetrates the barrier of the clothes in the biting cold wind, not in the so-called clubhouse, directly to a local restaurant in Nanjing City, which is ancient and ancient, and there is no clearance, although the dining peak has passed, there are many guests, and the lively and lively Ha Qi with a unique taste of old soup is scattered throughout the restaurant.

On the second floor, next to an old-fashioned table of eight immortals, Hong Jizu stood aside, an old man dressed in chef's clothes held a small teapot in his hand, drank tea, smoked cigarettes, and sat there with a round belly like a leather ball.

"Dad, I'm ......" Hong Jizu's voice trembled slightly, with fear.

The fat old man waved his hand, and he didn't have much patience to listen to his explanation, until he walked in from the outside wearing a thick coat, rubbed his hands and signaled to the very cold man, strode upstairs, not defeated by the aura and environment at all, where did he sit by himself, first róu róu nose, and said: "Boss Hong, you cook yourself today?" ”

"Hehe......" What is the smiling Buddha, the fat old man in the chef's coat is the one, his eyes narrowed into a line.

"It's really giving him face, but there's a black wood, it's worth it, Xiaohong, why don't you sit." The man is thirty-five or sixteen years old, his hair is a little Lingluàn, his clothes are not rough, and he can still see the eye feces that he has not woken up from sleep in the corner of his eyes, and his appearance is not good, and the horns that disappear in an instant in the pile of people, if there is anything special, it is a pair of slender thighs, growing on the man's body, and there are some wrong places.

"Uncle Yan, you sit yours." Hong Jizu is actually not a few years younger than this man, but he shows a very respectful eyebrow demeanor.

"Sit and sit, our own brothers, can still make people laugh at it." The man who was called Uncle Yan impatiently motioned for Hong Jizu to sit down, and at the same time ordered a teacup, the meaning was obvious, give him a reason to sit down.

Hong Jizu looked at the person in front of him, who would not have thought if he hadn't introduced it, that the dignified Nan Taizu, a famous big man in the entire south, would be the chef of this special restaurant, and he enjoyed it tirelessly.

Hong Taizu snorted: "Your Uncle Yan asked you to sit, but you don't sit yet." ”

"Huh" Hong Jizu had a smile on his face, and he didn't have to stand aside in shame for a while.

"Boss Hong, what do you mean?" The man asked.

"Yanzi, try that Cheng Xiaoyu for me, now it's very fierce outside, this guy is very deep in Kuroki's true biography. has responsibility, background, and ability, if there is a good force, it will be a trouble in the future, but fortunately, this guy is not ambitious, and he doesn't have to be an enemy if he can't be a friend. Hong Taizu put the small teapot on the table, and Hong Jizu immediately leaned over to refill the water.

"Boss, aren't you, just played the game for three days and three nights, you don't want such a little máo child to let me come, the boys below are enough, if it's Kuroki, I'm very interested." The eyes are light, and the momentum soars into the sky, fierce, like a peerless treasure blade out of the sheath, full of murderous aura, full of killing intent.

"Chopper Rock, you have no chance of winning against Kurogi." Hong Taizu's squinted eyes opened slightly, and a terrifying jīng light within it immediately extinguished the southern madman who had replaced his name with a nickname.

"Nǎinǎi, how strong is that guy exactly?" Chopping Knife Rock Gu Dong drank a cup of tea, and it was not until the boiling water entered the cavity that he felt an irrepressible pain, jumped up and opened his mouth, and pounded Xing.

"Hehehe......" Hong Taizu is happy, you don't imagine a cold-blooded god of war who once single-handedly worked overnight, retreated with a knife in his hand, washed a certain black list supported by Vietnam with blood, and slaughtered sixty-eight people.

"Xiao Hong, this time you want to invite me to Australia to have a good time." After a long time, he sat down with a red face and drank slowly with warm water.

"No problem, Uncle Yan, three million, I have more money, I can't get it out." Hong Jizu didn't care at all about telling his father how much he had income.

"Scrape together enough 10 million for Uncle Yan to play, find him two warm ones by the way, and see what it looks like, the clothes haven't been washed for a few days, and they all smell rancid." Hong Taizu's voice is low, with an irresistible innate majesty, not strong, but it varies from person to person.

"That's a lot better than the smell of vegetable oil in your old body." Chopper Rock muttered, but did not refute.

Hong Jizu looked at this man, a burst of warmth in his heart, he followed his father's patriarch in his teens, earning a penny and a penny, no master left, no fame or profit, under the siege of professional mercenaries in his teens, he was covered in blood with seven bullets, and he escaped from the bloody battle with his back on his back, and his father sighed at that time: "Yanzi is to me, Zilong is to Liu Bei." ”

Most of the diners in the restaurant are in their forties and fifties, drinking home-brewed soju, eating a few famous signature dishes, and never leaving until late at night, all of them are decadent, unscrupulous, and downcast, but did you know that more than half of the people in this restaurant, ten or twenty years ago, were ruthless horns who dared to carry guns and kill people at any time?

"Master Hong, let's go." A table of people got up, three people, got together, a dozen yuan per person was thrown on the table, regardless of whether it was enough or not, he hugged Hong Taizu upstairs, dressed not shabby but also the state of the bottom of the society, a lame, a one-eyed dragon, and a person who always had to hunch his waist and cover his stomach when he walked.

"Money, give too much." Hong Taizu glanced at it casually, left a sentence, and the corners of his mouth lù a very sincere smile, this group of old brothers, all of them have homicide cases under their hands, hún for so many years, they have long since stopped, and they live in a small courtyard with only three buildings behind the restaurant, three white buildings, which are all such people, who desperately sold their lives and kept blood, and now, they are raised by Hong Taizu.

"Hehe, huā can't huā, Xiao Hong sent money to my son." The lame man squinted and smiled, their children would be sent abroad to study very early, all the money would be paid by the company, everything was available on this street, there was a restaurant in Mén's mouth, nothing was needed for huā money, a 'pension' of several thousand yuan a month, and there was very little place for huā to go out.

Hong Taizu looked at his son, smiled silently, the satisfaction of these old brothers is the cornerstone of whether his son can reach the top in the future.

"It's coming"

Chopper Rock's eyes lit up.

mén mouth, Cheng Xiaoyu and Hei Mu got off, Feng Jingsheng and Ma Shengnan didn't let them get off, Cheng Xiaoyu didn't have the spirit of a king, but he had a stubbornness, people who didn't listen to me, get out of my way.

Cheng Xiaoyu and Kuroki had a head-on encounter with the three middle-aged people just now, and the two sides passed by, and there was no jiāo flow in their sight, but a depressing atmosphere suddenly surged.

"You guys, hurry home, don't let your daughter-in-law come out to look for it." Hong Taizu's voice came faintly, and the sharp force that had just emerged in the bodies of the three disappeared, and they became three decadent and half-old men again, burping and leaving with a smile.

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't think about overlapping the loving big fat chef in front of him with Hong Taizu in the south of the Yangtze River, look at Qifeng, that momentum and pomp, that is the demeanor of the big brother, and then look at this, except for the tonnage, there seems to be nothing commendable.

"Try the food I cooked." Hong Taizu stood up, he was not tall, his horizontal development was terrifying, his legs and stomach were superb, he greeted the two of them with a smile and asked them to wait, and walked towards his special kitchen on the second floor.

"Hey, Cheng Xiaoyu, Boss Hong cooks in person, there must be more delicious, how about it, warm up, eat more for a while, don't look at him, Boss Hong said that I can't be boring, it's okay to play with you." Chopping Knife Rock also stretched his waist lazily and said to Cheng Xiaoyu.

"Then aren't you making me bored? Otherwise, how about I give you another right hand? "Cheng Xiaoyu is no longer a máo head boy who needs to be mentioned by others to do things, he has his own measure in everything he does after a few years of growth.

The ease on the face of the chopping knife disappeared, and the information showed that Cheng Xiaoyu's left arm was abnormal, and his left hand was very strong, obviously this was looking for a bargain, but as a senior, he took the initiative to provoke and lose the rules.

"Not bad, then play a few times, the place is small, don't break Boss Hong's things." Chopping Knife Rock stood up, and the huge second elder had an empty area of forty or fifty square meters, except for the Eight Immortals table at the railing.

"Chopper Rock, right, I'll come to play with you when I have time." Kuroki sat down very casually, poured himself a cup of tea, and gave a word to Chopper Rock, threatening words, today ** challenge Cheng Xiaoyu, people take it, I will challenge you another day, don't you dare to take it. To warn him is to put psychological pressure on him again.

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In the window at the end of the distance, an open flame ignited, and with this flame, the body of the knife rock jumped, and his right leg smashed towards Cheng Xiaoyu vigorously.

Cheng Xiaoyu retreated, his left hand swiped on his lower back, and a blade flashed through the air.