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Facing the sea in the spring, in the words of the little Buddha, there is a feng shui treasure place for giving birth to bastards and raising bastards.

As the means of cracking down on criminal syndicates and eliminating violence have become more and more ruthless in recent years, most of the criminal forces that have developed in China have been dealt a devastating blow by the government, and about 90 percent of the black forces have almost disappeared, but there are still about 10 percent of the black forces still alive.

The hundred-legged insect is dead but not stiff, this sentence is used to describe the Buddha, which is very appropriate.

Although the little Buddha did not elaborate on their original story, from the scraps I heard, the life of this big Buddha seems to be very hard.

"Thirteen blacks, each time it hit him, and it never missed." When the little Buddha said this to me, his face was full of emotion: "But in the end, no matter how hard the country fights, no matter how hard he beats, he still can't die the same, and his life is extremely nourishing, and he has never even been in prison." ”

"Why is that?" I was very curious and asked, "Is there something behind him?" ”

"That's just one point." Little Buddha didn't hide it, nodded, and continued: "But the most important thing is because he can be a man. ”

"Can be a man?" I was stunned.

"Yes." Little Buddha said: "He is very self-aware, he knows what position he is in order to survive, what to do and what not to do, who should win over and who should not be wooed, I have seen a lot of old fritters in my life, but there is really no one who can compare to him." ”

When I heard this, I was still a little surprised, could it be that if you can be a person, you won't let the country clean up? Where is this?

However, the little Buddha didn't explain much to me, and directly changed the topic.

"Now there are two underworld gangs with the most foundation in China, one south and one north, and two people are in charge." The little Buddha said: "You have already seen the person in charge in the north, it is the great prince, Wang Qingshan." ”

"Fuck, Northside?" I looked at him stunned: "The land area of our northern China is not small, and the underworld over there is under his control?" ”

"Are you stupid?" Little Buddha replied impatiently: "I mean the most well-established gang, not to mention anything else, in the three eastern provinces, there are at least dozens of regular underworld gangs, how can they all be managed by Wang Qingshan alone?" ”

"I'll just say it......." I shook my head: "If the entire underworld in northern China is under his control, then he is awesome!" ”

"The hardest underworld brother in the north is the eldest prince, the three words of the king of the northeast are not called in vain, in the three eastern provinces, we don't know how many times he has helped, if he is not on our side, I am afraid that the troubles encountered over the years cannot be counted." Little Buddha said with a smile: "Although a lot of trouble is not a trouble for us, but with his help, we do save a lot of trouble." ”

"That's just as well." I nodded: "Anyway, you are all businessmen, there are some things that Mr. is really not good to help, and it is more useful to find them than to find us." ”

"Who says it's not, black officials and businessmen are not separated, this sentence is not a joke." Little Buddha shrugged his shoulders: "As for the south, there are many formal underworld gangs that have formed, except for the old clubs in Hong Kong, there are more than 100 large and small clubs in the Liangguang area. ”

"So many??" I was stunned.

"yes." Little Buddha nodded and said: "But among these associations, the most ruthless and the most foundational is still the one controlled by the Buddha." ”

Without waiting for me to ask, the little Buddha said to himself.

"The club that Wang Qingshan brought is called the Northeast Gang, and if you don't exclude those who are doing legitimate business, then there are at least 60,000 people in the entire community."

"Sixty thousand?!" I looked at Little Buddha with a surprised face: "Are you kidding me?!" How can there be so many people in an underworld gang?!! ”

"The underworld gangs in your head are all the kind of fighting and killing, right?" Little Buddha asked me.

"Isn't it?" I was stunned: "If you don't fight and kill, it's not an underworld, right?" ”

"If you said this in the nineties, then I still think what you said is quite reliable, after all, the underworld of that era can still be called the rivers and lakes." When the little Buddha said this, there was an expression of memory on his face, and his smile became much warmer: "In that Jianghu, the territory is money, and these territories are made by taking their lives little by little!" ”

As he spoke, the little Buddha shook his head.

"It's a pity, the current underworld is just the underworld, and the things of fighting and killing have long disappeared." Little Buddha's smile was a little self-deprecating: "It's the bastards who fight and kill the outlaws, and the ones who are busy making money and being businessmen are the underworld, and it's because of this that I hate the current underworld." ”

As soon as the words fell, the little Buddha stretched out his finger and said to me: "Of the 60,000 people in the Northeast Gang, at least 55,000 of them have never cut people, and they are all qualified and good citizens. ”

"So harmonious, huh?" I was a little puzzled: "Is this still an underworld?" ”

"Count, why don't you count." Little Buddha laughed, pointed to himself, and said in a low voice: "I am from the rivers and lakes, they are the underworld, although we are both black, but I think there is still some difference, what do you say?" ”

"I can't say if there's a difference, but I feel like you're really good." I laughed.

"Hey, you kid has learned to pat on the back." Little Buddha smiled proudly.

"Buddha, what is the name of the community controlled by the Buddha?" I asked curiously.

When the little Buddha heard my question, he was obviously stunned for a moment, and then his expression became a little ugly, as if he didn't want to talk about this topic.

"Dong He Gui."

Little Buddha said, his expression was very complicated: "The foundation of this club is very thick, and it is not bad at all compared to "Northeast Gang", if they do it with real knives and guns, then they may not be able to kill Wang Qingshan's people, but if it comes to making money, ........."

"Smuggling, peddling. Drugs, real estate, catering, entertainment........."

The little Buddha counted on his fingers and said to me: "They are all involved in these businesses, so tell me, how much money they can make in a year?" ”

"Traffickers. Poison??? My eyes widened: "This........ None of this has brought the country to harmony?? ”

"If someone sucks, someone sells, and if you don't sell, others will sell it." Little Buddha shrugged: "If you want to completely eliminate drugs from this world, there is only one way." ”

"What's the solution?"

Hearing my words, the little Buddha showed a strange smile, leaned over to me, and whispered: "Kill all the drug addicts, no one will take them, won't no one sell them?" ”

"You're a bit extreme!" I shook my head: "I don't quite agree with you. ”

"Hey, it's normal that you don't agree, that's because you haven't been exposed to those sucks. Poison people. The little Buddha put away his smile, and the indifference in his eyes seemed to be able to freeze the world: "Those people don't deserve sympathy at all." ”

I didn't continue the conversation with him, and the little Buddha lost any interest in chatting with me anymore, so we fell silent.

This eerie atmosphere lasted until the plane landed.

When we walked out of the airport with our luggage, the little Buddha walked in front of me, stretched comfortably, and enjoyed his face.

"This city used to belong to me and my brother."

Little Buddha's voice was very thin when he said this, and if I had been a little farther away, I would probably not have heard his voice.

"You and your brother?" I asked, "Big Buddha?" ”

Little Buddha shook his head, and there was a bit of vicissitudes in his tone.

"It's Master."

........................

As soon as we stepped out of the airport, the first thing we saw was a young man waving at us.

"Little Buddha! Here! ”

The moment he saw him, the little Buddha frowned, and an impatient expression appeared on his face in an instant.

"Who?"

I'm a little curious, and I think that the little Buddha should have friends here, right? Is that the one who came to pick us up?

As soon as I asked him, the little Buddha did not hesitate and gave me an answer impatiently.

"An idiot."