Zhang Longchu didn't know that he had become a felony suspect in the eyes of the police, and after feeling that he had successfully coped with the inquiries of the two policemen, he suddenly walked into the campus easily.

When he came to the door of the classroom, he apologized to the teacher who had already started the lecture, sat back in his seat, and began his afternoon schoolwork.

After school, because he was worried about the world of strange things, Zhang Longsheng met with Obano and Howard on the school bus, and after the two friends settled down, he hurried home.

It was already past four o'clock in the afternoon, and although the afternoon sun was still hot, the occasional breeze on the street had cooled down.

Stepping onto the orange street, throwing the strange street graffiti behind him, and seeing that the gray brick three-story apartment was already close in front of him, suddenly two figures burst out of a sloping alley and blocked him.

Growing up in a chaotic neighborhood where anything can happen, Zhang Longchu had already seen all kinds of strange things, and after being stopped, he looked at the two people in front of him without panic, and saw that they were strange-looking, wearing the same style, and the neckline was printed with a skull pattern with blood in the eyes;

The complexion is black and white, tall and short, but they are all surprisingly thin, and the upper lip shows a dark red color like an allergy, looking like an addict, and there are some conjectures in my heart.

With a gentle but unyielding smile, he said, "Friend, this is Orange Street, if you want to earn some change to 'buy medicine', you can choose the wrong place."

After walking about 500 meters behind me, the first intersection I encountered turned right and turned right five minutes before the Waltz Road, where there were many 'fat sheep', and now the patrol officers are also changing shifts at this time..."

"You're longsheng.zhang, right," the tall black man in the two blocks interrupted him, "come with me, someone wants to see you." ”

Hearing his very awkward name in Millican, and being shouted out by a black man with a strange but accurate tone, Zhang Longchu tightened his heart, took a step back and said: "Hey, guys, listen, I grew up on Orange Street since I was a child, and although I rarely ask for trouble from others, I am never afraid of trouble coming to the door..."

It's a pity that this time he still didn't finish his words, and the 56-caliber automatic pistol raised by the tall black man just now stopped, "Don't talk nonsense, you have two choices, either eat the gun, or come with me." ”

In addition to the madman, the spirit of drug addicts is the most unstable in the world, after being pointed at the head by the addict with a gun, Zhang Longchu immediately chose to obey, and raised his hands without hesitation and said: "Okay, okay, man, if you have something to say, don't be impulsive."

I'll go with you, just go with you, can you put the gun down, there's something to say, OK? ”

The tall black man put away his pistol, sniffed like a cold, and said, "It's not me who wants to talk to you, it's our boss, don't think about running away, you, you can't run away from bullets." Then he shook his head, suggesting that his companion had walked behind his prey, and the two of them escorted Zhang Longchu forward along the wall, and finally turned into a bar with tattered neon signs.

Compared to the ruined exterior, the interior of the bar is much more presentable, at least the lacquer surface of the bar made of mahogany is still shiny, and the wine racks are full of wine.

At this time, in the fierce electronic dance music, thirty or forty people wore different styles of jackets, T-shirts, casual suits... But all of them were big men with a skull pattern with blood in their eyes printed in the conspicuous or inconspicuous corners of their clothes, and they were sitting in the bar full, some gulping down;

Some of them were enjoying all kinds of drugs, but they were all staring at the howls of a few strippers on the oval stage in the center of the bar hall who were twisting their waists wildly and slowly shedding their leather pants to the rhythm of the music, and no one noticed Zhang Longsheng's arrival.

And seeing the scene of this group of demons dancing, Zhang Longchu couldn't help but sigh secretly in nervousness and frustration, "Huaxia's philosophical saying of 'blessings and misfortunes lurk in disguise' is really true, I just got a strange thing, and I feel that fate has become more lucky, and I was immediately inexplicably threatened with a gun and taken to this kind of ghost place."

Now I can only hope that the next sentence 'Woe and blessing are relied on' is also correct...", but the footsteps did not stop, and the tall black man was taken to a booth in the innermost part of the bar.

Then he saw a tall black man holding two blondes on the card seat, touching and laughing at his hands, about twenty years old, with pale skin, delicate facial features, and a thin young man, bowed deeply, and said respectfully: "Boss, Zhang Longchu brought it." ”

The black man's voice landed but no one responded for a long time, until a few minutes later, probably thinking that the joke was exhausted, that the young man in the booth finally waved his hand and threw one out of his nose, "Hmm." The word, motioning for the tall black man to stand aside.

After that, the man looked up at Zhang Longchu, with an expression of inexplicable excitement for no reason, and said hoarsely: "My name is Brian, Brian. Tommy, nicknamed 'Rattlesnake', Rattlesnake Brian. ”

Seeing that the young man looked like he was overdone and his emotions were on the verge of getting out of control, Zhang Longchu's attitude was extremely respectful, and he bent down deeply and saluted: "Yes, Boss Rattlesnake, I am Zhang Longchu, I am honored to meet you, what do you command?" ”

"Command, haha... Of course there are orders, otherwise why would I send someone to bring you to me," Brian said with an inexplicable smile: "I am the owner of Orange Street, and I have been in charge of order since three days ago, do you understand?" ”

In the dark world, the rise and fall of gangs is a common thing, but the 'Bone Brothers', a local gang in Los Angeles who controls Orange Street and a dozen neighboring blocks, have been firmly in control of the territory for more than ten years since the emergence of a powerful leader named Bi Fu.

In other words, from the day Zhang Longchu lived in Orange Street at the age of nine, he knew that the 'king' who was in charge of the fate of all the residents of Orange Street, including himself, was called Bi Fu, and he couldn't help but be surprised when he heard that he had been overthrown.

But after calming down and thinking about it carefully, Zhang Longchu felt that things were a little bizarre, although he was hospitalized for two days, but looking at the performance of his adoptive father and the surrounding neighbors, Orange Street did not look like there had been a large-scale gunfight or weapon fight, how could it be inexplicably 'dynasty change'.

But to say that Brian is bragging, looking at the grandeur of his dozens of subordinates, it really doesn't look like it.

After hesitating for a while, he really couldn't understand the joints, Zhang Longchu asked cautiously: "Dear Boss Rattlesnake, if you become the boss of Orange Street, what about Mr. Bifu?" ”

Hearing this, Brian's face suddenly showed anger, and he grabbed the wine glass on the table and smashed it on Zhang Longchu's forehead, and bright red blood flowed out at once.

At the same time, a big man standing behind Zhang Longchu kicked him hard at the knee, and Zhang Longchu, whose head was 'buzzing...', suddenly stumbled and fell to the ground.

Immediately after, a crazy voice sounded in his ears, "I said that from now on, I am the owner of Orange Street, and a 'little ant' like you only needs to close your mouth, prick up your ears, and obediently listen to my orders, so as not to be crushed to death, understand?" ”

Kneeling on the ground, feeling his warm blood slowly sliding down his cheeks, knowing that if he resisted stupidly and recklessly at this time, there would be no second ending except to be shot to death, Zhang Longchu clenched his fists, and his body trembled slightly with the sound of his teeth, forcing himself to calm down, and squeezed one out of his teeth, "Yes." Word.