In autumn, it rained for several days, and the water rose in the low-lying areas, turning the barren grassland into a swamp. During the autumn harvest, there are many farmers who touch the loaches in the muddy fields. There was a little girl who followed her parents to catch loaches in the field, stepped on the mud with both feet, bent over, grabbed something, and excitedly shouted to her father: "Mother! Loach! Big loaches! ”

"Where?" Behind him, the village woman hurried over with her feet straddled. The little girl dragged the bottom: "Here, I can't pull it." It's under the mud deep! ”

"Get out of the way, let my mother come."

As she spoke, she walked around her daughter and reached for the place she had just touched. With this force, the mud beneath loosened - but it wasn't the loaches that came up. A woman's scream came from the wilderness, and the others hurriedly stood up straight and looked over, only to see that she was clutching a rotting human hand.

"Dead, dead!"

The blue sky and the white day, the rotting corpse is shocked! This news directly hit the headline of "Fen Bao", who was the deceased person, why was he left here, whether it was a vendetta or a love killing, and asked the reporter to write about it, which made people reverie again and again.

Ma Weisan was also reading the newspaper, glanced twice, and put down the cigar in his hand. A colleague from the police station walked behind him and clicked on the name of the place in the newspaper: "This case was done by someone on the road." Shot with a bullet embedded in the skull. ”

"Why, you know about this case?"

"There's a brother I know who is working on the case. You should know a little bit about the Blue Dragon Society, Inspector Ma. ”

Ma Weisan smiled and took the orange on the table and broke it: "I know." ”

"It's been at least 20 years since these guys were formed, and it seems that they have started to promote young people recently."

"Really? What does it have to do with the two deceased? ”

"It should be the older generation that is killed first, so that the younger people can gain a firm foothold." The police officer also broke a piece of orange from Ma Weisan's hand, and sighed while eating, "The back wave is pushing the front wave, and it is estimated that even the group of old guys sitting on it are about the same." It's not a good thing anyway, they have internal fighting, and we can take the opportunity to make a profit. ”

After a pause, he asked: "By the way, I heard that Inspector Ma has recently made an investment, and he is going to be promoted and make a fortune?" ”

Ma Weisan laughed: "I'm just a little detective, what kind of official is promoted and what makes a fortune." Nothing! ”

Before the words fell, the door on the other side of the interrogation room was kicked open, and a brown-haired and blue-eyed foreign patrol came out with a cigarette in his mouth, and shouted at the two of them very unceremoniously: "You two, stop chatting, come in and clean up!" ”

Ma Weisan folded the newspaper and swept his gaze over the Frenchman's blood-stained fist.

The colleague next to him gave people a smile, watched the person walk back to the interrogation room, and scolded: "That dead ghost, call us as people." ”

"Hey, they just interrogated someone, and I see he has blood on his fists."

"A foreign woman lost her purse in the morning, and the thief was caught not long after. I was supposed to steal so many dollars, so I had to beat it up. The result? Sighing, the man got up helplessly, "I think it's out of breath." ”

"These dead foreign devils, fighting their own bulls, treat our Chinese as cattle. Book that. Foreigners are rampant, gangsters are, where the are we? I think there's really no king's way. Ma Weisan scolded this, but he didn't go into the interrogation room with him, turned around and put on his coat, as if he was going out. His colleague stopped him: "Hey, old horse, are you going out?" ”

Ma Weisan took out a cigarette and handed it to him: "Get out for a while." You've worked hard to get it clean. ”

"Go ahead, it's all right. Anyway, burying a dead person in the French Concession is not a big deal. ”

Ma Weisan walked and waved at him: "You're right, the back waves are pushing the front waves." I'm looking for this back wave. ”

The so-called Hou Lang - Huo Zuo is sitting in the backyard of a gambling house on Baoshan Street smoking at the moment.

The gambling hall faces the street, which is a large courtyard with four entrances, the front façade is for business, and the back three courtyards are for the guys to eat and lodging. At this time, a group of people are surrounded by the innermost courtyard, with the back door facing the river, and there are awning boats selling wild lings on the left and right.

On the ground of the bluestone slab, a few osmanthus trees are planted around it, and after a few rains in autumn, the fragrance spreads. The early autumn sun shone in the middle of the courtyard, and Huo Zuo sat on a chair in the middle, wearing a pair of sunglasses. He reclined and played with the copper lighter in his hand, smoking a cigarette on his head.

In front of Huo Zuo, there were four guys in black shirts beating up a male dealer in his forties and fifties. Behind him was Shen Yigong, standing straight with his hands clasped together.

The man played with the lighter in his hand with a "click" sound, and with the wailing of the dealer, he closed the racket inexplicably. Seeing that the middle-aged man was gradually unable to stand still, he flicked the lighter in his hand and closed it, and the four thugs over there stopped and retreated to the side. The man in the middle struggled to get up, but Huo Zuo kicked him back to the ground.

Huo Ye opened his mouth: "You can have at least 10,000 yuan of income in one season, but for two consecutive seasons, it is only about 5,000, a full half less, you tell me what's going on." ”

He lowered his hand and motioned for the bruised and swollen man, who had been beaten, to lift his face.

"Three tables, a few people who sit in the village are under your command, and the rest of the mahjong tables can't eat a few dollars, and the big heads are all here with you."

"I ...... I ......" The man's teeth trembled, his eyes were frightened, and his face was covered in blood. He didn't dare to look at the other party at all, he just kowtowed again and again, "I really didn't mean to, I'm sorry...... I'm sorry big brother, I'm sorry! Please forgive me! Please! ”

Huo Zuo closed his eyes: "So how much did you take." ”

"I really, really didn't take much. Big brother, I'm also here to make a living, you open the net, please, let me go this time, I will never do it again next time, big brother. ”

"How much."

He had no choice but to mutter: "...... Seventy percent. ”

"What about them."

"One person, one percent. The remaining 10% was put on the table to gamble. ”

"You know what the consequences will be if you do this, right?"

The man buried his head in the crook of his arm, and begged for mercy with tears in his eyes: "I am old and young, big brother! Please spare me, please! ”

"Okay. Counting the previous few seasons, you make up the account according to the interest rate of 4% on the borrowed money, and this matter is settled. Huo Zuo said and threw the abacus into his hand, and said in a deep voice, "Forget it." ”

The man stared at the abacus and hesitated, raised his hand slightly, but put it down timidly, and raised his head: "Big brother, nearly 100,000, I really can't take it out." ”

As he spoke, he kowtowed to him again. He kowtowed, Huo Zuo was also impatient: "Okay, if you can't take it out, you can do it according to the rules." He turned his head sideways and said behind him, "Shen Yibow, bring a knife." ”

The young man on his side immediately pulled out the short knife and threw it on the ground.

Huo Zuo looked at the worm-like man on the ground: "What should I do, I know it, right?" ”

The dealer gripped the hilt of the knife, took a deep breath, and aimed the blade at the little finger of his left hand. But I heard Huo Zuo sneer: "Who are you fooling with a little thumb?" ”

The man's face turned pale instantly: "But, but I ...... except for a little thumb."

"Gambling is not a good thing, and since you can't control your hands, you shouldn't let yourself do it." Huo Zuo fiddled with the lid on the lighter and said indifferently, "I remember that you are a left-handed hand." ”

"Big brother, I have to support my family...... I really know that I was wrong, big brother, please, if this hand is lost in my life and my family, it will all be ruined! ”

Huo Zuo didn't bother to pay attention to the pleading in his words.

"Left hand. If you can't do it yourself, we'll help you. ”

There was fear, hesitation, and sadness in the dealer's eyes, and finally they were all covered by a layer of remorse. With a scream, the fragrance of osmanthus in the courtyard was instantly stained with the smell of blood.

Huo Zuo got up, and when he rubbed shoulders with Shen Yigong, he whispered: "Later, I will take the small box and bring it up." ”

The young man nodded to him: "Understood." ”

He went back to the car and smoked. When Shen Yigong got into the car, he looked sideways at the young man's face. The engine started, and the car drove away from the casino. Huo Zuo took a cigarette in his mouth and said lightly: "I am just a wicked person." Say whatever you want. ”

"It's not that I think the master is doing too much, it's just that it's ......strange," Shen Yigong hugged the rectangular box in his hand and lowered his head, "My own family is also because my father wants to gamble and owe debts, and in the end, my family is ruined." How many people go bankrupt all year round because of gambling. Even so, why do so many people still want to jump into this fire pit? ”

"It's more troublesome to smoke a lot, how can the smoke house be more lively than the other. Someone goes and someone does the business. ”

Shen Yigong said in a sullen voice: "This money is earned with a clear conscience. ”

"Do you have any money?" Huo Zuo glanced at him. Shen Yigong shook his head: "If it's this money, I won't make it, and I won't do it if there are endless things like dice." ”

Huo Zuo flicked the cigarette ash and said with a smile: "Okay, then I'll wait, one day you will do business in the future, I'll see how much morality you have!" ”

"Master is laughing at me again."

"I'm not laughing at you, I'm admiring you. You don't want to make so much money, see how you will find a way to make money for your younger brothers as a big brother in the future! ”

Between the two exchanges, the car had already arrived at the door of the Qin Mansion. Huo Zuo took Shen Yigong out of the car and entered the house, and the housekeeper came over and said that the old man was drinking tea with his friends, so he asked Shen Yigong to bring the small box. When his third uncle came out of the house and saw Huo Zuo, the old man turned around.

Huo Zuo gave up his hand with him: "Third uncle." ”

The third uncle's surname is Zhou, and his single name is Wei. It was Huo Congyi's brother thirty years ago, ten years younger than Huo Congyi, counting horses, and his kung fu was on par with his eldest brother. At the beginning, Qin Shengzhu was short of people, but Huo Congyi introduced this person to him. Huo Congyi opened his mouth and brought a lot of younger brothers, but Zhou Wei only worked as Qin Shengzhu's bodyguard in the past few years, and didn't want anything else.

At present, the fourth and fifth children have been killed because of Huo Congyi's death, and only the second child can survive by cooperating with Huo Zuo and helping the eldest brother avenge. Huo Zuo's third uncle heard it respectfully, but the shadow behind him always faintly saw a sharp blade.