After the members of the Presbyterian Church basically signed, there were only two left, Su Fu and Shen Lixin, when Shen Lixin picked up the black paper and white words full of names, he saw that there were more than ten rules listed on it, and in addition to asking them not to interfere with the Suzhou underworld in the future, except for the rules in the shopping mall to share with the Huatai Group, there were no other rules, and the rules shared with the Huatai Group were also just a rule to punish them for stubbornly resisting the Huagang at the beginning. [Ran^Text^Library] []. [774] [buy]. Su Fu, who was shot through the palm of his hand by a bullet, was bleeding too much, and now he was slowly starting to feel paralyzed and weak, so he glanced at Shen Lixin next to him, picked up the piece of paper and directly pressed a blood-stamped fingerprint on it. Shen Lixin shook his head and sighed, and also took out a pen and signed his name on it. Since then, the underworld forces in Suzhou have been officially included in the scope of the Chinese Gang.

When the history of the Suzhou Money Gang completely withdrew from Suzhou, the underworld power in Suzhou was alternated in an orderly manner in the dark night. Among them, after the members of the Chinese Gang completely occupied the original land and property of the Qian Gang, the representatives of the Economic Hall of the Suzhou-Hangzhou Club have sent personnel to Suzhou to receive all of them. And after all this was done, Nie Shaojun, who was originally at the headquarters of the Money Gang in Suzhou, called Huafeng in Wuxi. And he just nodded, he had done a good job of the Suzhou Gang's plan, and in the face of absolute strength and strategy, it was impossible not to win them.

Hua Feng from the boat to the small bridge, holding a black umbrella, put away his mobile phone, and wandered aimlessly along the street. In fact, now that he knows that the Zhuqing Gang has nothing to do with government officials, he thinks that it will be easier for the Chinese Gang to attack the Zhuqing Gang in Wuxi. Moreover, among the members of the Zhuqing Gang in Wuxi City, there are only more than 30,000 peripheral members, and their strength is average, and it is difficult to find where their official members are hiding, which is what he is worried about, and now when the remaining thousands of members of the Money Gang are mixed into the Zhuqing Gang, they look much stronger, but this will be more able to wipe them out. Of course, just now, he already had doubts about the location of those official members of the Zhuqing Gang. It's just that if the history of the Zhuqing Gang is really that long, it will be a little difficult to fight with each other.

"Roasted sweet potatoes, sweet and big!" Hua Feng, who was walking far away on the rainy street, smelled a smell of baked potatoes, and the smell of stinky tofu was also heard not far away. When I looked up, it turned out to be a famous snack street in Wuxi. Hua Fengguang couldn't understand that in the early morning and night of such a rainy day, there were still vendors selling snacks. Walking towards the stall in front, when he came to the stall, the boss immediately looked at him and asked.

"Young man, do you need baked potatoes?"

"Boss, here for two baked potatoes. One to take, one to eat here. ”

"Okay." The boss picked up two sweet potatoes that had been roasted and put them in the bag and weighed them, and then handed them to Hua Feng. After giving the money, I took one and peeled it off and ate it while it was hot. He also walked to the front, and in front of the stall was selling grilled whitebait, and he also bought two. However, after the customer bought it, the seller started to grill it on skewers, so he sat on the bench prepared by the stall owner and waited for the stall owner to grill the whitebait.

"Boss, why did you come out so late?" Hua Feng looked at the other party and asked.

"Alas, it's a little late now, but now you don't have to pay money to the city management, just pay some money to the people on the road." The stall owner of the grilled whitebait said while grilling the fish.

The whitebait meat is delicate, nutritious, no scales, no thorns, no fishy smell, and the yellow and bright roasted by the stall owner is really delicious after adding a little chili powder. After eating one, carrying one in a bag, and giving the money, he also walked to the front, and along the way, it was basically a famous local snack in Wuxi City, so in the night of the black rain, many young men and women were like him now, holding umbrellas all the way to enjoy food in the rain.

"Ah Fu."

"Hi."

At the end of the snack street, an old man's voice came to his ears, he felt strange, and thought that the adult was looking for a child in the middle of the night, but he didn't expect to look at a stall in the corner at the end, and saw an old man sitting on the stall, shouting with his eyes closed. This made him even more strange that there were people who did business with their eyes closed. As he approached the stall, the old stall owner opened his eyes a little and looked at him, and his gaze had already noticed the clay figurines on the wooden table.

"What is this?" He asked, pointing to the clay figurines.

"Ah Fu."

"Hi."

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The old stall owner just said these two sentences again, and Hua Feng also picked up the blessed and fat beast, holding the docile and docile beast, and smiled sweetly at the people, with a childish and blessed face, and the clay figure that was really cute and cute. Although, before coming, he already knew the street topography of Wuxi City, and all this was because it was related to the underworld, so he didn't know their story about this clay man. However, it was interesting to see how they looked, so he bought two pairs as well. When the time comes, you can give it to Xiao Luo Chi and her sister Hua Li.

"Grandpa, how much is this?"

"Give it whatever you want!" The old man said. When he looked at a bowl next to the old man, he found that there were only a few five- or ten-dollar ones, and there were only a few cents or two cents, or some coins. Seeing that the old man stayed up so late at night, he also took out a hundred-yuan bill from his pocket and put it in the old man's bowl.

"Alas, you're hurting me!" The old man said.

He shook his head and looked at the old man with some puzzlement, why did he hurt him by giving him a little more money? After he took two pairs of clay figurines and put them in a bag, he also walked forward. And just as he had just walked a short distance ahead, two young men with dyed hair, walking with their heads looking at the sky, the arrogant young ** swayed towards the old man's stall owner. Hua Feng, who was holding a black umbrella, also stopped, wanting to see what the two young men with dyed hair wanted to do!

"Old man, take out the money you have hidden on you." One of the young men with dyed hair said, while the other young man had already taken the hundred-yuan bills that Hua Feng had just put in the bowl in the old man's bowl, as well as the ten-yuan bills, directly into his pocket. Hua Feng looked at the behavior of these two people, and he really went too far. As he walked towards the two of them, the young man with dyed hair had already begun to search the old man.

"I really don't have any money on me, and the money given by tonight's guests is in the bowl." The old man begged.

"Fuck, pretend with me, I'll smash them all." The young man with dyed hair who had finished taking the money swept all the clay figurines on the wooden table to the ground with both hands.

"Bang."

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From time to time, the sound of the clay figure smashing on the ground reached his ears, and the feeling was like the words of the old man from the ear of the other party from time to time.

"Alas! You're doing me a disservice. ”

"You provoke the protector of Wuxi, and you will get retribution then!" The old man said bitterly, pointing to the two young men with dyed hair.

"Humph! Silly old man. The young man who dyed his hair said, ready to go to the stall in front of him to collect protection money.

"Do you want to leave?"

Hua Feng, who was holding a black umbrella, said to the two. His voice was a little low, and in the dark rain night, the young man with dyed hair who had just walked in front of him did not recognize it for a moment. In their opinion, now the road is all from the Zhuqing Gang, and there are other people who dare to provoke them.

"Young man, hurry up! They are from the Zhuqing Gang, and you can't afford to mess with them. The old man picked up the broken clay figurines on the ground, looked at him kindly, and said.

"Haha, Zhuqing Gang, I don't care about it yet." He said dismissively. When the two young men with dyed hair came to him angrily, he had already met him, first with the black umbrella closed, and hit the young man with dyed hair on the neck, impartially, and the closed umbrella was hitting the necks of the two young men with dyed hair.

"Smack."

"Smack."

When the painful sound came out of the mouths of the two young men with dyed hair, when the two touched their necks, Hua Feng, who had reopened the umbrella, kicked the two of them down on the street with his two feet, and when the two struggled to get up, they were kicked again by him, and at this time, the two of them had been wet by the rain on the street.

"Apologize to the old man immediately!"

"Young man, you hurry up, wait for the people from the Zhuqing Gang to come over, you won't be able to leave." The old man came to him kindly with an umbrella and said.

"Apologize to the old man immediately!"

He spoke again to the two young men on the ground who had dyed their hair. At this time, the force with which he stepped on the stomach of one of them increased.

"Me."

"I'm sorry, old sir." The young man with dyed hair who was stepped on by him looked at him and the old man with difficulty, but at this time, the other party's face shape had become distorted. I don't know if it's because of the pain, or because his self-esteem has been completely ruined. After another young man with dyed hair apologized, he strolled out into the dark street with a black umbrella.