It's just not deep, but it's not an inch. But it still bleeds all over the ground.

Jiang Qiuman pulled out the knife and wiped it clean on the fat man's suit, then put it back away, and quickly pulled Ah Hong, who was hiding in the corner, away.

The obese man was covered in cold sweat in pain, his face was pale, and he stood up trembling at the moment, but he failed because he was too fat. After rolling on the ground several times, he stood up in embarrassment, holding his chest and walking towards the mouth of the alley.

All this was seen by the two who were talking on the second floor of the nearby attic.

The loft is simple, but elegantly furnished. Qi Ye sat on the Taishi's chair, and the cigar in his hand was burning with curling smoke, enveloping him in a haze.

Qi Ye is about thirty years old, elegant and handsome, but his eyes are hidden and sharp, and his chin has a little stubble. Fang Cai kept looking at everything that was happening outside the window, and he didn't retract his eyes until Jiang Qiuman's back was about to disappear.

Standing next to Qi Ye was a teenager about seventeen years old. This young man is thin, as cold as snow, and his body is full of indescribable coldness. He stood beside Qi Ye with his eyes down, looking respectful.

He naturally saw everything that happened in the alley.

It's just that the fat man who was stabbed by a woman, but he knew it.

The fat man's name is Zhang Zuo, and he is half a crony relative of Lord Wang, the superintendent of Shanghai Tang. Although Superintendent Wang didn't like this fat brother-in-law, he couldn't stand his sister as his favorite concubine, so he let Zhang Zuo use his own name as a blessing.

Supervisor Wang has a close relationship with Zhu Xuan, the director of the Qinghong Gang, so Zhang Zuo naturally received the courtesy of the Qinghong Gang. Last time, the lord of the altar in the west of the city also sent a few gangsters to protect him, but I don't know why there was no one around him to protect him......

However, these thoughts only rolled quickly in Qin Banchi's mind before he retracted his thoughts.

Qi Ye's gaze outside the window was still complicated, Qin Banchi said: "That woman hurt Young Master Zhang, do you want to ......?"

Only then did Qi Ye retract his thoughts and sneered disdainfully: "That's just a scum, if it weren't for the face of Supervisor Wang, the Qinghong Gang wouldn't look down on him." ”

Qi Ye looked at Qin Banchi again: "Lao Wang said that the goods at the dock were kept this time, all thanks to you." ”

Qin Banchi hung his head, his half-length broken hair covered his eyes, neither humble nor arrogant: "It is my honor to serve the Qinghong Gang and the second gang leader." ”

Qi Ye looked at him with a smile: "You are just a little bastard who moves goods at the dock, but you can fight, so many strips, all of them have been beaten by you." ”

Qin Banchi said: "When I was a child, I learned a little bit from my grandfather. ”

Qi Ye didn't speak, just smoked his cigar quietly, looking at Qin Banchi, not knowing what he was thinking.

This kid said it easily, but of course Qi Ye knew how dangerous the situation was at that time. This kid led three people to resist eight policemen, two of whom had guns, and this kid actually cut all eight policemen and saved all the smuggled medicines.

When Qi Ye arrived with someone, this kid was covered in blood, and the rain was pouring down, making it impossible to tell whether the blood was his own or someone else's.

It's just that his eyes are terrifyingly sharp, like a wolf when he sees his prey in the snow, emitting a cold and bloodthirsty light.

Such a person is the best knife. If you make good use of it, it can be of great use.

It wasn't until a long time that Qi Ye finally spoke: "From today onwards, you will be the deputy altar master of the Chengxi Wharf, and you will serve the Qinghong Gang together with the altar master." ”

Qin Banchi still looked faint, couldn't see his emotions, and just said in a low voice: "Yes, second gang leader." ”

Qi Ye and Qin Banchi had a few more words, and then he stepped down.

And after Qin Banchi walked out of the attic, his face, which had been indifferent, finally exuded a very light smile. It was as if he had accomplished a certain goal, and his eyes were surprisingly bright.