Chapter 135: Title "Hero"

After all, although the weekend believes in the business saying "the customer is a beauty", the old man is too difficult, which makes the weekend really want to go away.

However, seeing the harmless appearance of humans and animals when the old man laughed, he still endured it on the weekend, and secretly comforted himself, who called Lao Tzu to be in business, no matter what, since he has earned other people's soft sister coins, then put his grandson to the end.

So, in the end, on the weekend, he personally took the lunch box in the hands of the four girls of Aromatic Lotte, and packed it while smiling, his movements were almost meticulous, as if he was worried that a piece of Kung Pao Chicken would accidentally fall on the table.

Half a day passed, and more than 30 dishes were packed on the weekend.

More than 30 lunch boxes are stacked on top of each other, there must be a lot of them, and I looked at the old man in a hospital gown on the weekend, looking like he was bent over when he walked, and it was definitely not an easy thing to take these 30 or so lunch boxes away.

It is estimated that the old man is also aware of this problem, so he hesitated, revealing a more harmless expression: "Little brother, can you help me take it away?" ”

I really didn't have patience at this time on the weekend, so after listening to the old man's words, I hardly thought about it, and blurted out: "I'm not available!" ”

Damn, do you really think you're a beauty? Lao Tzu collected all the money for the dishes, how you like to do it and how to do it, it has nothing to do with Lao Tzu.

In order to prove that he was really busy, after saying this on the weekend, he picked up the rag in his hand and began to wipe the dining table, looking like he ignored the old man.

Seeing this, the old man didn't talk any more nonsense, and directly took out a red soft girl coin from his pocket: "The abandoned factory on the outskirts of the city, the car fee is calculated separately, and the 100 yuan running fee is not delivered?" Don't send me to someone else. ”

"Huh!" Seeing the 100 soft sister coins that the old man put on the dinner table, a touch of treachery flashed on the handsome face of the weekend, but it was more of a simple smile, and when he raised his hand to grab the soft sister coin in his hand, he did not forget to use his fingers to secretly stroke the soft sister coin, lest the old man use the counterfeit money to pit his own philistine, "Boss, I know that you can't take so many lunch boxes alone, so if you don't give me the running fee, I will definitely be able to help you deliver it." ”

At the same time as saying this, Qi Baobao, who had already thrown the soft girl coin to the cashier counter over the weekend.

Qi Baobao and the weekend are quite husband and wife, when she gave her the hundred yuan on the weekend, she smiled a flower on her face, coupled with her moving peach blossom eyes, her eyebrows are crooked, how tender and tender, how amazing and amazing: "Since the old man needs to deliver food, then you can help deliver it, and what kind of running expenses do you get, really." In order to be able to give a forced injection on the weekend, she said, "You can go with confidence, I will brush the dishes, wash the dishes and chopsticks, and wipe the table." ”

So, on the weekend, I found a cardboard box, carried the lunch box and set off, the old man in the hospital gown walked in front, and he carried the cardboard box in the back.

As soon as he went out, the old man hailed a taxi, the old man sat in the passenger seat, and on weekends sat in the back seat, and the taxi went like a gust of wind towards the abandoned factory on the outskirts of the city.

In the car, I couldn't help but ask the old man on the weekend, "Boss, what are you doing in the abandoned factory on the outskirts of the city, and you actually bought so many vegetables?" ”

The old man just closed his eyes and didn't talk to the weekend.

After being bored, he stopped talking on the weekend and sat quietly in the back seat.

When passing by a tobacco and alcohol store, the old man personally got out of the car and bought a box of liquor, he carried the wine box into the car by himself, and his steps were vigorous, how robust and how robust he was, compared with the old man who walked and bent over when he entered the restaurant before, it was like two people.

"This old man is not simple!" I secretly felt careful in my heart on the weekend, after all, there were eight bottles of liquor in a box, although it was not too heavy, but it was strange to let an old man who had difficulty walking carry it, and his feet were strong.

Even the taxi driver couldn't help but praise: "Old man, your body is very tough!" ”

"Haha, I'm old, I'm dying!" After the old man got into the car, he said such a sentence, and when he said this, he had to be as calm as he was, as if in his opinion, human life, old age, sickness and death were just a joke played by fate.

Soon, the car stopped at the door of the abandoned factory, and the old man directed the weekend to move a box of vegetables and liquor to the open field, and then he stood on a row of ruins with his hands on his back very casually.

The ruined wall was about half a man high, and it took the old man a lot of effort to climb it. When the tall old man carried his hands, he felt a little bit of a worldly master.

"Little brother, put all the dishes on the table, pour the wine too, and I'm going to talk to my short-lived brothers." The old man saw that he was squatting on the ground and smoking after moving the lunch box out of the car on the weekend, so he gave an order.

The old man's words were very mysterious, which meant that the wine and food he bought were to honor the dead.

Subconsciously, the weekend thought of the people who died when Ma Yan and Mo Laodao were fighting here, at least there were dozens of them, could it be that the old man wanted to respect the wine of these dead souls?

I was suspicious, but I didn't show it on the weekend, and according to what the old man said, I spread out the lunch box on the ground and unscrewed all the liquor bottles. The old man said that there were one hundred and seven of his brothers here, so one hundred and seven wine glasses were placed on the weekend, all of which were plastic cups that the old man bought by the way when he bought liquor.

After doing all this, he subconsciously went to see the old man on the weekend, and at this time, the old man had changed from standing to sitting, sitting on the broken wall, holding a wine gourd in his hand, the size of a fist, which should have been carried with him.

The old man sat alone on the broken wall, looking up at the sky, and sipped his wine in small sips.

"Boss, can I go?" Seeing that there was nothing to do with him, he was ready to run away on the weekend, because he always felt that this old man in a hospital gown was evil everywhere.

"Let's go?" The old man continued to drink, and did not glance at the weekend, or rather, with his back to the weekend, the back of his head had long eyes, because the weekend felt that he was being watched by a pair of blazing eyes, "Since you are here, you want to leave without playing with me, a dying man?" ”

After listening to the old man's words, his heart sank on the weekend, and it was obvious that the old man asked him to deliver food just an excuse, in order to make an appointment for the weekend in this inaccessible place.

"Boss, I'm still busy going back to washing the dishes!" The weekend did not show a trace, and continued to giggle, only he knew that the palm of his hand holding the cigarette butt had begun to heat up.

Nervous, this old man who claims to be a dying man, makes the weekend feel nervous, and this nervous feeling is no less than that brought by Lu Shuaijie or his daughter Hong.

"Little brother, you have good concentration, no wonder you can rise in such a short time!" The old man was so stingy with his praise, "Trip the horse's eye with the strength of one person, sit firmly in the position of the three masters of the Tiger Head Gang, defeat the fighting master Hua Ruilou in a life-and-death fight, swallow his daughter Hong and Yi Feng, what a lot of courage!" ”

"Huh!" I don't know what to say on the weekend except laughing.

This old man in a hospital gown knows everything about the weekend, as if the weekend is Sun Wukong, and the old man is the Rulai of the West Heaven.

"Little brother, I'll give you a title!" When the old man said this, he deliberately paused, and he was accustomed to taking small sips of wine, he leaned his neck and drank a large sip of liquor, and then changed his sitting to standing, still carrying one hand on his back, standing on the half-human-high broken wall, with a feeling of a peerless master, "Xiaoxiong!" ”

"Hehe, boss, you have promoted me, I am just a villain." Although he was at least twenty steps away from the old man, he couldn't help but secretly retreat on the weekend, "I didn't think about what I wanted to do, I just wanted to eat, to climb higher, that's all." ”

The old man stopped talking, just stood on the broken wall and watched the weekend secretly retreat.

On the weekend, there was a feeling that no matter how far he retreated, as long as the old man had that thought, he could pounce in front of him with a dodge and deliver a fatal blow.

So, in the end, he simply sat on a big stone slab on the weekend, paused, and said, "Boss, are you looking for me for something?" Don't grind, there is something to say, since you know me so well, you should know that I am very busy, and I have to go back to see the decoration of Yifeng Business Hotel. ”

"I'm looking for you for two things." The old man didn't want to grind anymore, so he simply said straight to the point, "The first thing, the death of the horse eye, and the second thing, the position of the next boss of the Tiger Head Gang." ”

Whether it's the death of Ma Yan or the next boss of the Tiger Head Gang, it is enough to make the weekend thrilled.

"Little brother, why Ma Yan was killed, presumably, you know better than anyone else, right?" The old man saw that he just smirked at himself and didn't speak, so he simply said more specifically, "I came here today, except for the wine that saluted the horse's eyes, just to avenge him." ”

Hearing the word "revenge", Weekend's face trembled slightly, even if his word-loading skills reached the realm of gods, but at this time, he couldn't help but laugh a little far-fetched.

Noticing the change in his expression over the weekend, the old man said again: "Little brother, you are very ambitious, so, in my opinion, you don't just want to sit in the third position of the Tiger Head Gang, your purpose is to be the first leader, right?" ”

Fart, people's weekend ambitions, how can it be just the first place in the Tiger Head Gang? This young man who is less than twenty years old, his goal is to dominate the underground realm of Cannes, and then use this to climb to the top of the pyramid and become a big boss.

The weekend is just a far-fetched laugh and does not speak.

The old man continued: "In my opinion, you are not suitable to be the boss of the Tiger Head Gang, because your ambition is too big and your anger is too heavy, if the Tiger Head Gang is led by you, maybe it will get unprecedented development in the short term, but one day, you can make the Tiger Head Gang go to extinction!" ”

The old man's words are very subtle, and after passing the weekend translation, it should be like this: You kid is not worthy of being the boss of the Tiger Head Gang!

I'll do it! Lao Tzu hasn't even sat down yet, do you know that Lao Tzu is not worthy?

For the old man's remarks, the weekend will definitely not be convinced, of course, he will not be stupid enough to refute the old man, because, if you win in your mouth, it is useless at all, and if you want to win, you should be in action.

"Huh!" The far-fetched smile on the weekend disappeared after the old man finished speaking, and was replaced by a thicker smile, those eyes that were so clean that they were almost pure, because he smiled simply, and looked particularly weird, like a big-tailed wolf with a pair of dragon eyes, and the eyes of this green dragon are still the kind kind, "Boss Hai, I'm the little brother, how can He De let your old man meet him personally?" ”

I guessed correctly on the weekend, the old man is the current boss of the Tiger Head Gang - Li Shanhai! The people in the circle all respect him as "Boss of the Sea".

"Guessed my identity so quickly?" Li Shanhai's face was also full of smiles, but in the eyes of the weekend, this smile was more ugly than crying, far less real than what he pretended to be on the weekend, "Since everyone's identities are clear, then there is no need to talk nonsense." ”

After saying this, the wine gourd in Li Shanhai's hand was thrown to the ground by him lightly: "On the weekend, your development speed is too fast, as the so-called wood shows in the forest, the wind will destroy it, so don't blame me for solving you before I die!" ”

"Are you here to pave the way for your son Li Haotian?" Subconsciously, seeing Li Shanhai throwing the wine gourd on the ground, he secretly took half a step back on the weekend, "Boss Hai, you are too elevated to me, I am not the only one competing for the boss with Li Haotian, Lu Shuaijie is much stronger than me, why do you have to embarrass me?" ”

"It's useless to talk too much!" Boss Hai's staggering steps lightly broke the wall, and the already dilapidated wall collapsed, and the old man who couldn't walk steadily, jumped and rushed towards the weekend, "You have to die, Lu Shuaijie must also die, anyone who wants to fight with my son must die!" ”