Ding Ding Ding -

In the empty lobby of an auto repair shop, a sharp telephone rings amid piles of gasoline-tainted equipment. A maintenance worker who has been working for about 30 years wiped the stains on his work clothes, grabbed the phone and opened his mouth to scold: "I told you earlier, take the car in a week, your car is hit like that, and the store will not accept it." Damn, it's not a matter of more money and less money, it's that it takes time to fix your pile of! ”

As soon as his voice fell, a voice full of bitterness and unbearable came from the other side.

"Madman, it's me—" Scar said in a trembling voice.

"Who?" The thirty-year-old, oil-stained man frowned slightly, as if searching for how many people were left who could shout the title. It may be that Scar was almost an unknown type in the Knife Club back then, and this ace fighter of the Knife Club really can't think of it.

"I'm Scar, the one who did the odd jobs and logistics in the Little Knife Club back then, Brother Madman, Brother Xiaolin is back, Brother Xiao Shen and Brother Butcher are also back. Tomorrow Brother Kobayashi is going to hold a memorial service for those brothers, so-" Scar said slowly.

"I'll be there on time."

The madman hung up the phone, his dirty, lazy face showing a look of fanaticism, ripped off his overalls, and walked to the bedroom on the second floor.

He took out a thick book from the hidden compartment of the drawer, turned the pages, took out the sharp knife that had been stained with countless blood, rubbed it in the rough palm, and whispered: "Old friend, we meet again." ”

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Ding Ding Ding -

In the dim and dilapidated hut, the telephone rang in an extremely incoherent manner. The landlord who lived next door also frowned slightly, and couldn't help but sigh: "It turns out that this guy actually has friends, and the phone can also ring." I really didn't see it. ”

Lying on the bed like a drunk, the bearded man pushed all the empty wine bottles off the table and grabbed the phone with his big thick hands. In that hoarse and heavy voice, he said, "Who? ”

"Brother Yao, I'm Scar, Brother Xiaolin is back-"

Brother Yao silently listened to Scar's narration, his dim eyes suddenly regained their brilliance, and he asked with a slight trembling: "Brother Xiaolin, are you really back?" ”

"Brother Yao, although my Scar is not very good, when have you ever joked about this kind of thing?" Scar said excitedly.

"Tell Brother Xiaolin that my old Yao can give him his life at any time." Brother Yao said in an undulating tone. "I'll be there on time tomorrow morning to help me get a decent outfit."

Ending the phone call with Scar, Brother Yao kicked open the landlord's door, threw the little savings left to the landlord, his voice regained a little anger, and said slowly: "Thank you for taking care of me in the past few years, this is my last money, you can rent the room again, I don't need it." ”

"Are you leaving the city?" The landlord didn't know anything about the man who had settled here three years ago, who had been indulging in alcohol all day long, as if he didn't fit in with the world.

He is simple and complex. He had no friends and didn't communicate with others. Three years ago, he came here covered in blood, threw 10,000 yuan to the landlord, asked him to help prepare gauze medicine to clean the wound, and then rested in the house for three days, and then he didn't know what news he heard.

Today he suddenly ran and said that he couldn't stop it, and the landlord was thinking that he might be tired of this kind of life, tired of the city. I want to start over in a different place.

"It's not." Brother Yao shook his head slightly, with a very weird smile on his face, and said. "I will stay in the city, but I will change my lifestyle. It may not be long before you see my news in the newspaper or on local television. ”

The landlord was speechless, thinking that the guy was too drunk.

But in my impression, no matter how much Xiao Yao drinks, he always sleeps very decilessly, and he doesn't go crazy with alcohol, let alone talk nonsense.

Brother Yao is not wrong, as long as Brother Xiaolin comes back, and he rejoins the Little Knife Society. Then it's not unusual for him to be on TV or on the news. You know, he was one of the top three super thugs in the knife club back then. Once he makes a certain decision, then he will complete it like crazy, and he is at the same level as Qiao Ba's ace fighter Donghai.

In the Southern District, there are few big bastards on the road who don't give face to the East China Sea, not simply because he is the ace fighter under Qiao Ba, but also because he dares to fight ruthlessly.

With the momentum of the Little Knife Club back then and Lao Yao's methods, if he hadn't collapsed, even if he had been mixed into Jin Yuan's position, it would not be difficult.

When he returned to the room and took out the knife that he hadn't touched for three years, Lao Yao wiped a few handfuls with his alcoholic fingers, and whispered: "Old friend, we meet again!" ”

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That night, Scar contacted all the members of the Knife Club who were still alive through the information network and channels he had. To the surprise of these Knife Club members, they either do a job that even Scar can't bear, or they spend all day drinking in the house. Almost none of them are normal.

It is conceivable how big the collapse of the Little Knife Club was to the internal members of this group of Little Knife Club. Even in the past three years, it has not been able to get out of the haze.

And as soon as Scar mentioned that Brother Xiaolin was back, Brother Xiaoshen and Brother Butcher were back. The tone of the gang changed, and even across the phone, Scar could hear the tremors, excitement, and resurgent ambition in their words!

"This is the internal member of the Little Knife Society, and it is the god-level thug who dominated the storm three years ago, once they regain their fighting spirit, how can they worry that they will not be able to conquer the forces on the road in Huaxin City? Can't you revive the prestige of the knife? "There was a fire burning inside Scar, as if it had boiled all the blood.

Tonight, for Scar, it was destined to be sleepless. He had so many things to deal with that he had a headache when he thought about it. But this is the chance for Knife to make a name for himself again, and he wants to make every detail perfect. I don't want to leave even a little regret. And although Brother Xiaolin doesn't admit it, in Scar's opinion, this memorial service is definitely a feat of the knife club planting the flag! With the prestige and reputation left by the knife club back then, how much of a sensation will it cause?

Scar is looking forward to it.

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Lin Ze went home to prepare dinner for the Han family sisters and brothers, and then went to the small garden to take a cold shower and change into clean clothes. was helplessly shouted by Han Xiaoyi, who was holding preserved eggs and lean porridge and eating with relish.

"You eat, if I eat with you, it won't be enough." Lin Ze pulled out a chair and sat down, lit a cigarette and said.

"I didn't let you eat with us." Han Xiaoyi sandwiched a piece of preserved egg and put it in the cherry mouth, and said vaguely. "I just want to know if what you do tomorrow will be photographed by reporters, and if so, I will take protective measures."

Lin Ze almost choked on a puff of smoke, a trace of curiosity flashed across his face, and he asked strangely. "Do you know what I'm going to do tomorrow?"

"It's not very clear, but listening to your tone on the phone last night, the scene should be not small. So I'm worried that I'll provoke reporters to secretly shoot. Han Xiaoyi said casually.

"Don't worry, it's not as exaggerated as you think. I'm just curious why you're so interested, and that's not a good thing. Do you have to come with me? Lin Ze said with a wry smile. If the old bureau chief calls, the local law enforcement department should block the news and strictly order the reporter to interview and take pictures.

"Isn't it my employer's concern about the bodyguard's private life?" Han Xiaoyi said perfunctorily.

Lin Ze didn't say anything more, waited for a shower, and went back to the kitchen to make himself some dinner. Han Xiaobao had already eaten and drunk enough to go upstairs to play games, while Han Xiaoyi was sitting in the living room with her beautiful legs cocked to watch TV. Seeing Lin Ze walking towards the restaurant shirtless with a bowl of cold noodles, he couldn't help shouting, "Beast, come and watch TV with me." ”

"Not accompanied." Lin Ze sucked a small half of the strip in one go.

"Why?" Han Xiaoyi asked with a pout.

"I don't like watching this 'Let's go see meteor showers'. It's nonsense, after watching an episode, my IQ can be pulled below a hundred. Lin Ze put some chili oil on the plate and ate it deliciously.

"Less nonsense, come here." Han Xiaoyi raised her voice.

Lin Ze had no way to retreat, walked over with a wry smile, and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"I didn't ask Xiaobao just now, if you can make such a big plan, then naturally it is inextricably related to the characters on the road. I also don't ask what you've done before, but I want to remind you of two points. "Han Xiaoyi has a bit of a big sister's demeanor.

"Remind me of what?" Lin Ze asked.

"First, don't take Xiaobao badly, he can't take this path in the future, no matter how powerful you are, you can't train him to become a hero on the road, what is he suitable for, I saw through it at the age of three." Han Xiaoyi wrenched his onion white fingers and chattered. "The next day is - you are now my bodyguard, not a second-rate son of the road, and I will not deliberately restrict your freedom, and it doesn't matter how much you have to do with the things you used to do. But I want you to understand that your life is very important and you must not have an accident. Because you are safe, you can ensure my safety, and I must not be fine. Do you understand? ”

The words and tone were very domineering, but the meaning represented in the words made Lin Ze feel a trace of warmth. This girl, even if she cares about people, refuses to weaken her momentum. But the more this is the case, the more Lin Ze thinks that the eldest lady of the Han family is cute and cute. Of course, his favorite is Han Xiaoyi's curvy and seductive little buttocks.

"Don't worry, you don't want anything to happen to me, and I don't want to have anything to do with myself." Lin Ze let out a puff of smoke and smiled. "It's not too early, let's rest early. Tomorrow is going to be an early wake-up. ”

"Aren't you playing video games with me?" Han Xiaoyi tilted her head and asked.

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Lin Ze was contradicted and confused. Is the girl hinting at herself? Playing video games, or playing-

Lin Ze cut off this evil thought, she is not yet eighteen, and she must not do anything inferior to a beast.

"Hey, what are you thinking?" Seeing Lin Ze thinking stuckly, Han Xiaoyi asked curiously.

"I'm thinking about waiting until you're eighteen before you shoot, it's not appropriate to shoot now-" As soon as Lin Ze spoke, he immediately covered his mouth and widened his eyes.

What Han Xiaoyi's expression was, Lin Ze didn't want to go into details. ran directly back to the room, locked the door, and pushed the heavy wardrobe to the door to prevent Miss Han from violently kicking the door.

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