Chapter 1: The Prodigal Son Returns Home
The ancient city, located in the northwest of China, has been a key pass since ancient times, rich in products, especially rich in coal mines. For thousands of years, it has flourished because of business. It is known as the reputation of "the prosperity of humanities for thousands of years, and the eight poles of commerce from all over the world".
At nine o'clock in the morning, the train sounded a flute, and in the underground passage in the square in front of the station, the crowd bustled out. A young man walks in the middle of it with a grass green backpack. I saw that he was about 1.80 meters tall, with slightly thin cheeks, a straight nose and a square mouth, a heroic spirit between his eyebrows, a pair of bright eyes, and a smile when he was unhappy.
Walking to the exit of the passage, the young man stopped, put his backpack at his feet, put his hands behind his head, looked at the prosperous scenery in front of the ancient city station, took a deep breath, and said to himself: "Ancient city, long time no see!" I'm back! â
Dripping 616161, the sound of the car's whistle is endless. The city's unified blue taxis swarmed to grab customers. A car stopped in front of Li Le, and the shirtless, meaty-faced driver leaned over and asked, "Dude, where are you going?" Take a taxi, it's not expensive. â
"How much does it cost to go to Gulou Commercial Street?" Li Le picked up his rucksack and asked in Mandarin.
The driver hesitated slightly, and after deliberation, the lion opened his mouth and said, "This road is not close, and it will cost fifty if you don't say it." â
Gulou Commercial Street is located in the center of the ancient city, only three stations away from the railway station, and the taxi starting price is enough for eight yuan. Li Le was born and grew up in Si, how could he not know. After many years, there are many more taxis in the ancient city than before, but the style of the industry has not changed at all.
Eight years after leaving his hometown, the ancient city is no longer what it used to be. The asking price of this taxi is too high, and Li Le has the heart to see the changes in his hometown up close, and he doesn't want to sit in the car and watch the flowers. shook his head and said, "You better ask others, I'll just walk if the price of 'Daoyuan' is high." â
The driver was stunned for a moment, and then realized the mockery in Li Le's words, and suddenly became angry.
The people of the ancient city have been fierce for a long time, as far as the Republic of China, there were bandits and horse gangs in the northwest, and there are gangs in the ancient city that are famous inside and outside the province in contemporary times. Once upon a time, there was a saying: One-third of the men in the ancient city dug coal to support their families, one-third made a fortune in business, and the other one-third lived on blindness. If you pull an adult man on the street, you can blow a few stories about the experience of young people fighting and fighting.
"!" The driver glared at Li Le angrily and said disrespectfully: "Don't take the car, the blind dick will ask your mother." â
Li Le couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and was about to express his position, but a kind old man on the side stretched out his hand and pulled himself, and persuaded: "Little brother, don't say a word, you can't afford to mess with these people, when you go out, it's better to have more than less." â
"Thank you for your kindness." Li Le smiled at the old man, "What you said is reasonable, but it is not enough to just tolerate this kind of person, if you have the ability, you should teach them a lesson, and let this kind of person understand that living well is a precious thing, and people should be in awe of the world." â
After Li Le finished saying the last word, his body moved, he jumped to the taxi door, reached in and grabbed the driver's neck, and under the stunned gaze of everyone, he pulled out the big man weighing more than 200 pounds from the small car window.
"Ouch, ouch!" The driver wailed in pain.
The old man was dumbfounded, and he couldn't imagine that the thin and tall young man in front of him would do such an astonishing act.
The dispute attracted many onlookers, and the drivers of several other taxis got out of the car and gathered around. Li Le was surrounded by the crowd, his expression calm.
"Stop the!"
The crowd surrounding Li Le was about to move, and suddenly a rough voice shouted loudly. Then the crowd on the periphery was divided, and a big man walked in. He is tall and strong, carries a sharp knife, and has a fierce face.
When the taxi drivers who surrounded Li Le saw this big man, they were immediately like mice seeing cats, and they hurriedly got out of the way.
The big man is called Cooked Food Zhang, and he has been rampant on the land in front of the station for many years. Around this area, both the small traders and the taxi drivers have to pay him a share every month. He walked straight up to Li Le and looked up and down a few times. Suddenly, his complexion changed, his eyes showed fear, and he said in a trembling voice: "You, aren't you Li Le from Taihang Tower?" â
Li Le knew this person, nodded and smiled: "It's rare that you still remember me, I also remember you, deli Zhang, your deli is on the south road in front of the station, my old man loves to eat your braised pig's head meat, and I will visit your store later." â
Deli Zhang was still holding a sharp knife in his hand, but his face was completely devoid of the fierceness he had before. Nodding his head, he smiled and said: "Of course it is very welcome, but it is not a secret, your old man has not taken care of the small shop business for a few days, I don't know if I didn't do a good job at the time, so that the old man doesn't like it, his old man is the ancestor of our industry, and it was all because the old man praised my craftsmanship a good word, and I only gained a foothold in this industry 616161616161"
"Wait a minute." Li Le waved his hand to interrupt him and asked, "You said that the old man hasn't patronized your shop for a long time?" â
Deli Zhang nodded.
Li Le muttered in his heart, the reason why he left the army and returned to his hometown was not only because he was a little discouraged because of that tragic mission, but also because he received the news that his grandfather Li Qianjun was critically ill. Although Li Le didn't believe in his heart that his old and strong northern kitchen god would be knocked down by illness.
Cooked food Zhang's words added a little worry to Li Le's heart. Although Li Qianjun has the means to cook fish and dogs, his own preferences for food are very simple. In Li Le's memory, the old man's favorite bite was peanuts from Nanxiangyuan and cooked pig's head meat to drink. After more than ten years of habits suddenly changed, could it be that it is really like what the stone said in the letter, and he is seriously ill?
Thinking of this, Li Le couldn't help but feel a little like an arrow, and he no longer had the mood to appreciate the changes in the ancient city.
"I've always heard that your Lao Zhang's name is quite loud in front of this station." Li Le looked at the sharp knife in the deli Zhang's hand, looked around again, and asked, "How is it?" Can this be done? â
When Zhang Zhang, who was known as the tyrant in front of the ancient city station, heard this, his face immediately turned red, and he patted his chest and said, "Brother Le has spoken, is this matter still called a matter?" You don't remember the villain, I thank you for these bunnies. Speaking of this, he paused for a moment, and said hesitantly: "Besides, well, Hui Shao is there 616161616161"
In the ancient city, he was called Hui Shao, and at the same time there was only one person who could make cooked food Zhang so fearful, and that was his classmate Chen Hui in high school.
"Don't worry." Li Le impatiently interrupted the cooked food Zhang's words, talked about his grandfather Li Qianjun, remembered the stone that he grew up with since he was a child, and then mentioned his good brother Chen Hui, and the past memories of eight years buried in the bottom of his heart for a while came flooding back, and some of the deepest and most poignant memories were awakened, and Li Lening's heart lake couldn't help but ripple. I don't have the heart to worry about this matter in front of me. said goodbye to the deli Zhang and hurried away in a familiar and unfamiliar direction.
The taxi drivers who surrounded Li Orchestra unconsciously got out of the way, and watched Li Le walk away one by one. Because of Cooked Zhang's awe of Li Le, these people have realized that this seemingly harmless young man is not simple.
The driver who was brought out of the car before was unruly looked at the cooked food Zhang and asked hesitantly: "Sister, brother-in-law, who is this Li Le?" â
Cooked food looked at Li Leyuan's back, sighed softly, and said, "As soon as this person comes back, the rivers and lakes of the ancient city will make waves again." â
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Everything has a yin and a yang, and there is a bright side and a dark side. The ancient city is rich in coal mines, and the rolling black gold brings endless wealth, but also gives birth to the notorious ancient city gangsters in and outside the province.
The so-called gangsters in the ancient city deserve a pun. It not only summarizes its social nature, but also points out its origin from black coal.
In this place of the ancient city, if there are not a few pieces of black heart, black liver and black bones, wanting to be the owner of the coal mine with a lot of money is basically equivalent to daydreaming. It is in response to a sentence often said by the people of the ancient city: coal blacks, coal blacks, the bigger the coal mine is dug, the darker the bones.
The ancient city is full of gangs, and gangs of all sizes divide a corner of their own territory on weekdays to claim hegemony, coexistence and co-prosperity are strictly enforced.
After years of mergers and integrations, the ancient city of the underworld has now developed an orderly rule, and the days of life and death in the past are gradually entering the depths of memory.
The gangsters in the city, if the name is loud, the Chengnan gang of the Chengnan tycoon Zhao Fengbo is the first to be recommended. He is also the oldest and hardest coal blackman in the city.
Twenty-five years ago, Zhao Fengbo came to the ancient city from outside the mouth, fought all over the ancient city with a pair of iron fists, and gradually gathered a group of outlaws, creating the Chengnan Gang that now dominates thirteen mines in the province. He is 46 years old this year, and although he has passed the prime of his life, his fists are still as powerful as they were back then, and his strong physique is not inferior to those young athletes.
At this moment, one of the leading figures of the gangsters of the ancient city was swimming in his own pool, and he was seen chopping the water waves with vigorous movements, and his toned muscles glistening in the sun. Looking at the shore, one white and one yellow, two tall and sexy beauties, their beautiful eyes shine and they applaud constantly.
This is a good habit for him to maintain a toned physique. In the water-scarce cities of the Northwest Highlands, this is undoubtedly a luxury. Zhao Fengbo had a reason to insist. Because he was a lame man. Before the age of 38, he was still a landlubber who was stunned at the sight of water, but after the age of 38, he had to force himself to become the current swimmer for rehabilitation.
"Big brother!" A man in a black suit hurried to the edge of the pool, his tone rather urgent.
"It's called Mr. Zhao!" Zhao Fengbo stopped and emphasized coldly: "We are now a regular enterprise!" It doesn't take long to extract your teeth. Slowly walked ashore, took a glass of fresh juice from the blonde and blue-eyed Caucasian beauty, took a sip of it, and said with a calm face and a slightly unhappy tone: "Say, what's the matter?" So flustered? â
The young man in the black suit took advantage of the nodding and hunched waist to peek at the blonde beauty's sultry figure, and then said, "That person is back?" â
"Who's back?" Zhao Fengbo's expression remained unchanged and asked casually. With the soaring price of coal in recent years and the discovery of several large-scale open-pit mines, the strength of the Chengnan Gang has increased day by day, Zhao Fengbo's social status has become higher and higher, and the ability to call for wind and rain on the underworld and white road has become stronger and stronger, and there are fewer and fewer people and things that can move him.
"Too, that Li 616161616161 in Taihang Building" The young man in the black suit reluctantly took his eyes off the blonde beauty's chest, and before he finished speaking, Zhao Fengbo grabbed the placket on his chest, he thought that the small action was discovered, and he was so frightened that he couldn't speak.
"Taihang Tower?" Zhao Fengbo suddenly changed color, quickly calmed down again, let go of his hand, took a step back, and asked slowly, "You said Li Le is back?" â
The young man in the black suit was so frightened that he nodded in amazement and said, "Yes, Mr. Zhao, it's him." He also confirmed: "Chengxi's old cannon cooked food Zhang is my cousin-in-law, just an hour ago, that kid just left from him, my brother-in-law knows that you have been wanting to know the news of that kid, so he quickly called me." â
Zhao Fengbo's breathing was a little heavier, and his hand unconsciously pressed on his right leg, a half-foot-long, centipede-like scar coiled hideously there. The boss of the Chengnan Gang gritted his teeth and said, "It's good to come back!" â
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In the west of the city, in front of Chenhui Machinery Equipment Leasing Co., Ltd.
Several young men in suits and leather shoes are arguing around a blue Porsche 911 that has been clearly modified. A handsome young man in a purple crisp suit and about twenty-five years old stepped out of the car.
He is Chen Hui, three generations of eunuchs, a son of a family, behind this almost monopolized the province's mining machinery leasing business Chenhui Machinery and Equipment Leasing Co., Ltd. is his business. If the most famous gang in the ancient city is Zhao Fengbo's Chengnan Gang, the most capable and daring to fight the ancient city underworld is the Chengxi Gang headed by Chen Hui.
It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that Chen Hui's most capable thirteen Taibao are all from special forces, and the reason why his machinery leasing business can be monopolized in the ancient city full of gangsters is that in addition to his strong family background, the rampant style of the Chengxi Gang has also played a big role.
Chen Hui was answering the phone.
"What do you say? Did you see Brother Le back? Chen Hui's voice was loud, and his tone suddenly raised an octave, "Lao Zhang, have you seen clearly?" After receiving a very positive answer on the other side of the phone, he quickly hung up the phone, jumped back into the car quickly, turned his head and instructed a few young people: "You guys take care of my home, don't bother me if there is nothing particularly important, I want to meet a good friend." â
A relatively older young man said: "Brother Hui, Mr. Fang from Daxing Coal Mine will come over to sign the contract in a while, this is a deal of tens of millions of dollars, how to sign this contract, none of us dare to call the shots." â
Chen Hui poked his head out of the car, glared and said: "Sue Fang Daxing, just do it according to the contract he has prepared, don't bother me because of the walnut and jujube, Brother Le is back, Zhao Fengbo, this old boy will definitely be restless if he smells it, I have to rush over to help immediately." With that, the Porsche hurried away with a fiery roar.
The four gangsters in the ancient city, Zhao Fengbo in the south of the city, Chen Hui in the west of the city, Bao Rilong in the north city, and Tang Rulin in the east city. Among them, although Chen Hui is the youngest, he has always been known for being gloomy and capable. It's rare to be so anxious just to see someone.
A young man looked at the Porsche that disappeared at the end of the road in an instant, and asked with a puzzled face: "I didn't see Brother Hui's favorite little star last year when he came to the ancient city for a concert, who is this person named Brother Le?" â
The young people who had spoken to Chen Hui earlier were older, and they knew the details, so they said with fascination: "Brother Le? Big brother's big brother, of course, is big brother. smiled slightly, and said with ridicule: You all know that Zhao Fengbo has a nickname called Zhao Cripple, who knows how his leg is lame? â
"Wasn't it eight years ago when Brother Hui first debuted and was lame?" First of all, the young people who asked the question talked about hearsay.
The older young man shook his head, "This is just the official statement to the outside world at the beginning, the real situation is that Zhao Fengbo didn't know the severity of the matter, and tried to hire a killer from other provinces to kill Brother Hui, when Brother Hui was a fledgling, there were not a few tough people around him, thanks to the presence of his iron buddy Li Le, he cut down three killers with guns with a knife, and finally single-handedly entered the Chengnan Hotel and broke Zhao Fengbo's right leg. "It's as if you've seen it with your own eyes.
He added: "The reason why it was later officially said that Brother Hui did it was actually Brother Hui who took the initiative to carry this matter in order to protect Brother Le." â
The legends of the rivers and lakes are always a little exaggerated, and the more they spread, the more they are divine.
"One knife against three guns?" The young man was stunned at first, and then showed an expression of disbelief, "Brother Li, are you sure this is talking about gangster fights and not some martial arts story?" â
The young man known as Brother Li snorted lightly, "Rare and strange, wait and see, the ancient city is lively again." â
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In Beicheng, the Jinbao Trading Company, the burly Mongolian man Buturile hurriedly walked into the chairman's office. With a respectful demeanor, he said when he entered the door: "Lord Wang, there is good news over there in Taihang Tower." â
Rajah? In today's new social environment, who dares to openly claim to be the king? In the ancient city, there is indeed such a storage zĂ i, this person is the head of the Mongolian gang Bao Rilong, who is located in the north of the city, smuggling cars and secretly buying and selling arms in the open, because his ancestor did be the king of Xilin Gol, so he was nicknamed the Mongolian prince.
"Good news?" Bao Rilong, who was sitting on the huge easy chair and staring in contemplation, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is that Singaporean raised by a son of a bitch?" Or is Mr. Li's body and bones good? â
With black hair, white eyebrows, and a body like a bear, the voice is like a bell, and the Mongolian prince sits there, his eyes are not open, his face is not angry, but he exudes a compelling majesty.
Buturile took a deep breath and said softly: "I just received a call from Lao Zhang, saying that the grandson who saw Mr. Li came back. â
"Li Le?" Bao Rilong's eyelids lifted, his body sat up abruptly, his dark eyes lit up, and asked, "The news is accurate?" Without waiting for Butuzhile to confirm, he nodded again and said, "It's good to come back, it's good to come back!" The Mongolian prince's iron fist clenched, and it was clear that the news made him very excited.
Buturile said respectfully: "Lord Wang, Lao Zhang's mouth is looser than the waist of the old lady's cotton pants, it is estimated that the news has already spread to the south of the city at this time, when Li Le broke one of Zhao Fengbo's legs and joined the army, it was eight years since he disappeared, and now that he is back, Zhao Fengbo is afraid that he will go to him for trouble." â
"Revenge? That kid is a golden-winged eagle on the grassland, but Zhao Fengbo is just a coyote, Zhao Fengbo eight years ago was still an unfed coyote, and he is not that kid's opponent, not to mention Zhao Fengbo, who is now worth more than one billion and is already delicate and expensive? Bao Rilong closed his eyes slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Eight years is not a short time, that kid doesn't have to make much progress, as long as his quality is not reduced compared to eight years ago, it is not something that Zhao Fengbo can deal with." â
Buturile was still a little uneasy, and said: "He hasn't been home for eight years, and this time he came back suddenly, I guess Mr. Li is really bad!" â
Hey~ Bao Rilong sighed and said, "The great man can't compete with the years!" If it weren't for his old man 616161616161 "suddenly stopped talking, closed his eyes, as if caught in some reminiscence.
Buturile didn't dare to breathe, and stood quietly on the sidelines.
After a long time, Bao Rilong suddenly said: "It is said that Li Le broke three shots with one knife and was the first hard hand in the underworld of the ancient city, but in fact, his most powerful thing is not his fist, but here." Pointing to his head, he continued: "It's not difficult to break Zhao Fengbo's leg, and you, a three-time Asian free fighting champion, can do it without considering the consequences, the key is to break Zhao Fengbo's leg at the same time, but also make him dumb and eat Coptis chinensis, and at the same time form a brother in life and death with Chen Hui, who was a fledgling at the time." â
I'm afraid of being analyzed for anything, and the simple and rough things can taste a little aftertaste in the mouth of a heart.
Bao Rilong's eyelids rolled, glanced at Buturile, and said, "With this vision and skill, do you still need to worry about him?" â
Buturile nodded again and again, looking deeply approving. Shen Yin asked, "Then what do you mean 616161616161?" â
Bao Rilong waved his hand and said: "Your previous analysis is reasonable, it is estimated that the old gentleman is really going to return to the embrace of Immortal Heaven this time, we don't have to worry about Li Le's affairs for the time being, let's go and prepare for the farewell first." â
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Dongcheng, a landmark building in the ancient city, is a 68-storey Golden Glory Hotel, in the chairman's office.
"Who is this Li Le? Is it worth Zhao Fengbo to take the initiative to find me to join forces to deal with it? Tang Rulin played with Fang Tian Huang in his hand, looked at his right-hand man Gold Mantis, and asked casually.
This guy came to the ancient city from the provincial capital seven years ago to develop, and now he has almost monopolized the entertainment industry in the ancient city. The Dongdu Entertainment Company under his command is mainly engaged in the entertainment and gambling industry, and has countless thugs, and its strength is not under the other three major gangsters.
"Taihang Lou Li Qianjun's grandson, it is rumored that Zhao Fengbo's leg was broken by him eight years ago, Zhao Fengbo's leg was broken by him, Chen Hui just memorized that incident for him, after that incident, this kid joined the army and left for eight years, this trip came back suddenly, it is estimated that Li Qianjun is really not successful this time."
As the name suggests, the Gold Mantis Man is thin and long, but he has a pair of extraordinarily thick arms, which really looks like a big mantis. On the underworld of the ancient city today, he and Buturile of the Mongolian gang in the north of the city are known as the number one killers. In the past few years, he has helped Tang Rulin to bully men and women and do all the bad things, although he has long been on the wanted list of the ancient city public security system, but he is still at large.
Tang Rulin's fat face squeezed out a sneer, "Zhao Donkey didn't hold back his fart, he only said that he was looking for us to cooperate, but he didn't say that the Singapore boss Bao Dejin bought Taihang Lou at a high price, the old boy planned to use our master as a gun first, and then send us away with walnuts and dates, but he himself took the lion's head from Bao Dejin." â
Gold Mantis said: "Big brother's analysis is reasonable, do you mean ignore Zhao Fengbo?" â
Tang Rulin shook his head and said: "It's rare for the boss of the South Gang to open his mouth once, so he has to give some face." With a wicked smile on his face: "I was going to see how Zhao Fengbo got into trouble with Hui Da Shao, and by the way, I saw who this good man who single-handedly picked the Chengnan Gang was." â