People are different, some get older and smarter, and some start to get confused as they get older.

It stands to reason that in a chaotic slum community like Orange Street, characters who can always mix and live to their 60s will have some stories on them, and they must not be easy to deceive, but this time Kenny was fooled and said disdainfully: "Do you think Orange Street is still the miracle of Los Angeles when the 'Bone Brothers' started?"

Now I can't even afford a small restaurant like mine, and it's a dead land.

The reason why the boss of Billy Welfare threw it to Brian was just because he doted on his sister, but to be able to do this kind of thing proves that Bill, who is known for his cold-bloodedness and sanity, is also old, after all, Orange Street is still a transit place for the shipment of 'black cars' in the entire Los Angeles City..."

The so-called 'black car' refers to the luxury car stolen by the gangsters, this kind of car is expensive, there are many anti-theft methods, even if it is stolen, it is difficult to sell the stolen goods locally, and it is generally transferred to the sparsely populated remote states and cities of the Federation, and even sold abroad.

As for whether Orange Street is a black car transit place or not, Zhang Longchu doesn't care at all, but in order to get more information, he still responds: "Yes, in the past two years, every time I go to No. 1 and No. 15 streets, it's like an F1 racetrack, and noisy people can't sleep well all night." ”

"So this Brian is really just a security guard guarding the garage," Kenny brought to Zhang Longsheng a full plate of sliced bacon and red sausage with fried eggs, "but he thought of himself as a character, and before he could establish himself on Orange Street, he began to recruit troops."

However, from the very beginning, he recruited his younger brother to find addicts like him, and those guys simply thought that gangsters were cruel scum, so they would only bully the weak and fear the hard, and there was no bottom line when dealing with the weak, and it was really sad that there was no bottom line against the real strong opponents. ”

"Yes, but no matter how useless the guy is, it will cost a lot of money to raise thirty or forty," Hearing this, Zhang Longchu moved, somewhat understood what happened to him, and blurted out in a daze: "Since Orange Street is already a territory without oil and water, that Brian will definitely think of other ways..."

"You're such a clever little fellow," Kenny said admiringly, "I've heard that Brian guy has been going crazy looking for money lately, and even sent someone to sneak a few blocks around to 'ship' it." ”

The organization of the big gangs in Los Angeles is generally the largest leader, directly in charge of some of the most profitable 'businesses' and the most prosperous core territories, while the other 'businesses' and territories are divided by the big bosses and managed by the small leaders who have made great achievements or are in the limelight.

This kind of framework in which the big boss is easy to change and the small boss competes on the basis of merit, so that the gang is not only hierarchical, but also does not lose its vitality, which is really a very clever structure, but it also allows the small gang leader, that is, the 'principal', to have their own different interests, which is easy to cause internal strife.

Therefore, hearing Brian's practice of secretly going to other neighborhoods to ship, Zhang Longchu's eyes widened and said: "Although the neighborhoods are all the territory of the 'Bone Brothers', I'm afraid it's not in accordance with the rules for him to do this, and the other 'principals' in the gang don't react at all?" ”

"Reaction, what kind of reaction," Kenny began to bubble when he heard the soup pot 'toot...', and said while turning around to hold the tomato soup: "I said it a long time ago, Brian is a mad dog, he thinks that the gang can be as long as there are many people, so he doesn't accept any rules, dares to violate any taboos, and he must not live long, just need to quietly watch him die." ”

"Quietly watching him die..."Zhang Longchu said with a smile: "How to die, as we Chinese people say, do too many bad things, and be killed by lightning?" ”

"I can't guess how he's going to die, but he's going to die," Kenny brought the hot tomato soup to Zhang Longchu, looked at him and said in an unusually affirmative tone, "Quickgun Howard, Brown Bear Billy, Sharp Axe Vernier... There are also many big guys who used to stomp their feet and shake the whole of Los Angeles, all of whom were buried in the soil because of unruliness.

Let's not talk about a little rattlesnake Brian.

Tell you a piece of advice, every industry in the world has its own rules, and this rule is the industry thousands of years of natural formation of taboos, once committed, you may be temporarily profitable, but in the end it will be unlucky, the more unscrupulous the mad dog bites, the more rampant, the more powerful, the faster the death. ”

"Brian may really be unlucky in the future, but I can't wait for that day..."Hearing this, Zhang Longcheng thought of his situation, muttered to himself, then stopped making a sound, ate his dinner with a sullen head, and walked out of the restaurant silently.

When he left, he didn't see it, Old Baker was strolling to the restaurant from the other end of the street, and saw Zhang Longchu's figure, the old man was slightly stunned but didn't make a sound, and watched in silence as his adopted son limped and disappeared into the night...

The next morning, Zhang Longchu got up from the rented apartment and found that his left hand was swollen like a steamed bun, and his forehead was bulging with a big bag.

He suffered a lot when he was a child, and he was also beaten, and he knew that it was normal for the flesh to be 'numb one day and painful for the next', as long as he didn't hurt his bones, he endured it and survived, so he didn't care, and after still applying the medicine, he continued to take the school bus to school.

As for the inquiries of his friends and teachers about the injury, he insisted that he accidentally stepped on the empty steps, broke his hands, feet, and head, and others were helpless even if they didn't look at the wounds.

Four or five days later, he felt that although his injury was still very painful, he no longer affected his movements, so he planned to go home at night to see his adoptive father, so as not to worry.

But while he was patiently waiting for the end of the school day, the Denver superintendent from the school's school administration knocked on the door and walked into the classroom.

He apologized to the young female teacher who put down the textbook, "I'm sorry, Teacher Ellie, I have official business to deal with with Zhang Longchu." Denver walked up to Zhang Longchu's side, and said in an extremely heavy voice: "Student Zhang, can you please come to the office with me?" ”

"Of course." Zhang Longchu, who didn't know what was going on, stood up blankly, followed behind Denver, walked out of the classroom, walked through the corridor and stairs, and came to the office of the school office.

At this time, a middle-aged woman wearing a dark brown professional suit and an unsmiling temperament was already waiting in the office.

Seeing the two of them enter the door, she and Denver looked at each other, and then stretched out her hand towards Zhang Longchu, "You are Zhang Longchu's classmate, I am An Fen, a senior agent of the Los Angeles Police Department's 'Organized Crime Fighting Unit'. Mondel. ”

"Hello Officer Anfen, do you have anything to do with me?" Seeing that another police detective came to look for him, Zhang Longchu asked with some surprise.

"Before I answer your question, I have to ask you two questions," Mondel said in a deep voice, "May I ask if you live at 112 Orange Street in Los Angeles, and if your father's name is Baker. Xochet? ”

Hearing this question, Zhang Longsheng's heart felt an extremely ominous premonition, and his voice trembled slightly and replied, "Yes, yes, Officer Anfen." ”

"At 9:48 a.m. this morning, a dead body was found in a dumpster on Millin Avenue. Mr. Hocht.

I've come to you to ask you to identify the body. Meng Daier said in a deep voice: "I'm sorry, classmate Zhang, to tell you such unfortunate news. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Longchu shook his head and said incoherently with a smile: "No, no, um, no, no, Officer Anfen, don't be busy apologizing yet, I think it must be a mistake, well, it must be a mistake."

You know, when old people get wrinkles, they look pretty much the same.

Old Baker, Old Baker is my adoptive father, he's white, there are millions of white old men in Los Angeles, you must be mistaken...", but tears couldn't stop flowing from his eyes.

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This chapter was very heavy when it was written, but it had to be done for the sake of Long Chu's growth, hey