After smoking a cigarette, the old man's voice was a little hoarse, and he suddenly said, "Zijin, stretch out your hand." ”

Subconsciously, Li Zijin stretched out his right hand, and then was clenched by the old man.

Holding her hand, the old man removed the blood-red agate rosary from his wrist, put it on her hand, and said in a tone that no one could refuse: "This is for you." ”

Li Zijin was stunned for a moment, she knew that this was Li Xingsheng's most precious thing, and she was usually reluctant to touch it, but today she suddenly gave it to herself......

Looking at her surprised look, Li Xingsheng suddenly laughed. The old man's eyes were half proud, and half were indeed half a lifetime of sadness.

"The second uncle has done too many evils in his life, but he is afraid when he is old, not because he is afraid that he will die without a place to be buried, but because he is afraid of harming his children and grandchildren.

This string of prayer beads is left by your aunt, she eats fasting and recites Buddha for half her life, all to pray for us people, until death is not worried that I live alone, let me take it, eliminate disasters and avoid misfortune.

Now, I'm dying, too, and this thing and this big pile of family business, after I die, I'll hand it over to you. ”

When Li Zijin heard him suddenly say this as if he had confessed his last words, his expression suddenly became a little flustered.

Although she was old, the old man's palm clasped Li Zijin's wrist like an iron hoop, preventing her from refusing her gift.

Li Xingsheng looked at her flustered expression, suddenly thought about what she looked like when she was a child, and said remembrance: "You are no longer a little girl." Watching you grow bigger and bigger day by day, I like it, and my heart is happy......"

"My brother is just one of your daughters, you have talent, I know. You've looked like your dad since you were a child, you've had fox energy, you're shrewd, but you're too indecisive......"

Li Zijin vaguely felt that something was wrong, his eyes were red, and he said in a trembling voice: "Second uncle, don't ......"

"I'll speak, you listen."

The old man held her wrist, and there was a hint of resoluteness in his eyes that had been forged in the bloody thirty years. His voice was hoarse, like rubbing against iron: "Your father and I have been gangsters since we were sensible. After so many years, I can barely mix a faucet, but that's all I can do.

Your father died early, but he had his share of this family business, and he couldn't take it, so you took it from me for him.

Your two brothers are stupid, the family property can't be done without you all these years, they don't know, but I know. ”

"I have done a lot of evil in my life. Others cursed me to die without a place to be buried, and many people said that I had no children and grandchildren, and as a result, I gave birth to several species, each more stupid than the other.

It's retribution, I know. But no matter how much they have the blood of the old Li family, they are all your aunt's sons. ”

He paused, looked at Li Zijin, and for the first time a trace of pleading appeared in his eyes: "I just hope that for the sake of the second uncle, when your brother and them are desperate, you can give them a bowl of rice to eat, and I will be at ease." ”

"Second uncle, don't say it." Li Zijin lowered his red eyes, didn't know what to say, nodded vigorously, and choked: "I know, I know." ”

The old man laughed and slowly let go of his hand: "Okay, don't talk about it, I'm very happy to see that you're okay." ”

Raising the old palm, he rubbed her hair like Li Zijin when he was a child, got up and said, "Let's go, it's rare to come once, I bullied you and cried, your aunt is watching below, and she must scold me for having no conscience." ”

When he got up, he seemed to be exhausted, and suddenly stumbled, and Wei Zai next to him hurriedly stretched out his hand to support him.

Since he was discharged from the hospital, the old man has stubbornly not been supported by anyone, and it is only now that Wei Zai has discovered that this big lord, who once dominated the entire Shangyang Realm, is now so old that he is almost weightless.

Just let Wei Zai support him, he turned around and walked towards the door, after walking to the door, he suddenly stopped, turned his head to look at Li Zijin behind him: "You cry like your mother, when I came back from a fight with your father, I would wipe my tears and scold me for not being a thing, and always hooking your father out to mess around." ”

He smiled nostalgically and sighed in a low voice, "Now that I think about it...... She's actually quite right. ”

Not letting her continue to deliver, the old man slowly walked out of the building with the support of Wei Zai and returned to the elongated car.

In the driver's seat, Wei Zai looked at the old man in the back seat who began to cough wildly with some concern, and only when the old man finally breathed a sigh of relief did he continue to ask, "Big brother, where are you going next?" ”

"Let's go back."

Leaning on the back seat, the old man laughed without concern and whispered, "Wait for death." ”

And at the moment when the pitch-black sedan just turned onto the main road, a terrifying roar suddenly broke out, and a sharp whistling swept through, shattering all the glass within a radius of kilometers.

Layers of shrill sound were like blades, slicing through the road, the tires of cars, the shells, and the bulletproof glass, causing them to burst in the concussive sound waves.

The car stalled suddenly, tumbling on the road in utter chaos until it finally crashed into a flower bed.

Amid the countless screams, a burning figure emerged from the window of the car, and the hideous face shrouded in flames smiled at the old man who was wheezing in the car, like a hungry demon.

Li Xingsheng opened his blood-covered eyes with difficulty, and a look of disbelief appeared in his eyes: "Aren't you already ......?"

……

Three hours ago, a sketch drawn by Zhu Teng was placed in front of Wang Biao.

In a tone that could not be refused, Lu Yuanwei said to Wang Biao: "Find this." ”

Wang Biao looked at the painting on it, and was silent for a moment with a strange expression, then looked up at him suspiciously: "Mr. Lu, are you sure it's this?" ”

Lu Yuanwei frowned: "What, there's a problem?" ”

"No, if that's the case, you don't have to look for it." Wang Biao pushed the sketch back with great confidence and laughed: "I know where it is." ”

A hint of surprise flashed in Lu Yuanwei's eyes: "Where is it?" ”

Wang Biao didn't speak, just looked at him, which made Lu Yuanwei frown slightly: "What do you want?" ”

"Move-in." Wang Biao laughed in a low voice: "I don't know what you are going to do, but I want to join the gang, and I will share all the gains after the matter is over." ”

He has nothing left, so he is not afraid of anything, and even dares to negotiate conditions with Lu Yuanwei - he knows that Lu Yuanwei can't do without himself, the head snake.

Lu Yuanwei squinted his eyes and looked at him, his eyes were full of scrutiny, until the end, he nodded slowly: "Okay...... Where exactly is the thing? ”

"Li Xingsheng, the old-timer on the road, the largest community in Xincheng-District, and the leader of the Xingsheng Gang, but unfortunately he has become a bad old man now, and I heard that he is dying."

Wang Biao sneered a few times, his expression was complicated, with envy, jealousy, and fear.

Since he began to work hard in Shangyang, the name Li Xingsheng has shrouded everyone's heads like a black cloud, and everyone talks about it the most is always the majesty of 'Li Yanwang', the money of 'Li Yanwang', and the woman of 'Li Yanwang'......

He made a fortune in the old city-district, picked up the things that leaked out of the fingers of the Xingsheng gang to grow, and it took many years to occupy the old city-district and become the second community in the city, and finally waited until the 'King of Li Yan' was dying of old age, and was about to swallow the whole city into his stomach after his death, but he did not expect that he would collapse at the most unexpected time.

And what Li Xingsheng played in this process is the role of 'falling into the well', even if the old thing is lying in the hospital, he is like a wolf, directing his subordinates to force himself to a dead end.

He was able to fall to this point without his 'credit'.

Suppressing the hatred in his heart, he said with great confidence: "Everyone in the Tao knows that he has a string of precious prayer beads, which is on his wrist and never leaves his body. ”

"Good, good."

Lu Yuanwei laughed and muttered in a low voice: "Originally, I was going to pay a visit...... That's right. ”

He got up from the rocking chair, leaned on a silver cane, and said to the short and thin man beside him, "Lao Xin, inform everyone, get ready to work." ”

Wang Biao sat in his place, didn't speak, just looked at him expectantly, Lu Yuanwei looked at him silently, his eyes were puzzled, and he didn't seem to know anything.

It wasn't until a hint of pleading appeared in Wang Biao's eyes that he smiled with satisfaction: "By the way, I almost forgot about you......"

"Do you know how to use it?"

He took out a tube of silver injections from his pocket and put it in Wang Biao's somewhat trembling hand, with a strange smile: "If you behave well, it doesn't matter if you join the gang." ”

He paused and said meaningfully: "Whether you succeed or not, it depends on your performance." ”

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Well, I haven't been in good shape for the past two days, I'm looking for a feeling......

Thank you for the tips from Starry Sky Story, Hudsonde, Carlos Firehawk, and Computer