The ranch is divided into several small western-style buildings, which look very new, they should not have been built for a long time, and the dark green aluminum alloy glass looks very bright.

All of them were men, and they didn't see women, and when Ling Xian wanted to ask if there were no women, a suppressed and low woman's moan~ groaning came from a closed door. Although he lost his memory, this sound made his heart instinctively hot, and his blood flowed faster.

With a high-pitched man's scream, everything fell silent.

Not long after, a young woman walked out of it, wearing an island country's kimono, painted with light makeup, her face flushed, her chest was full of spring, and her two slender legs were bare~ exposed to the air, making the man's blood erupt.

As soon as the woman finished serving a man from the house, she was forcibly pulled into the room by another man, and the man swelled to the extreme, and directly lifted her kimono and drove straight in. The woman's face was exposed outside the door, frowning and moaning in pain~ moaning.

Ling Xiu felt a burst of anger and wanted to stop it.

Wang Shuhuan said: "Seventeen, don't be impulsive, this world is like this now, if a woman wants to survive, the only way is to please men." ”

"That's right, except for a few women, the women of the gang play casually, and in everyone's eyes, they are just a group of." The monk echoed, and it was clear that he felt that this was normal.

"If they're female dogs, aren't you male dogs playing with them?" Ling Xiu said coldly.

After speaking, he walked forward without looking back.

The monk scratched the back of his head and looked at everyone in confusion: "I...... Am I saying the wrong thing? Seventeen seems to be very unhappy! ”

The pigskin gnawed on his white radish for unknown reasons; The old eight spread his hands and put on an unclear appearance.

"Monk, in the future, I will not belittle a woman so low in front of Seventeen!" Wang Shuhuan shouted softly.

"Isn't what I'm saying true? Seventeen how...... Well, listen to Brother Huan. The monk defended himself, but met Wang Shuhuan's reprimanding eyes, and immediately fell into obscenity.

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The accommodation area of the cannon fodder group is in a very inconspicuous corner of the ranch, and the yard in the courtyard is, to put it bluntly, a duck shed that has been renovated into a residence.

Seeing the undisguised disappointment in Ling Xiu's eyes, Wang Shuhuan smiled very embarrassedly, and said helplessly: "Seventeen, I'll tell you the origin of our cannon fodder group now, before the disaster, the White Gang was the largest gang in Xisu City, with strict rules, once you violate the gang rules, you have to bear the punishment of three knives and six holes." ”

"Three knives and six holes, that is, three knives are inserted in the arms and thighs, each knife has to be penetrated, bloody, just thinking about that scene makes people's scalp numb." Pigskin came up and said.

Originally, he thought that Ling Xiu's face would change color, at least his eyebrows should always be wrinkled, but Ling Xiu's expression was as plain as water, and no expression was revealed.

The pigskin was bored, gnawed on the radish and said, "Brother Huan, you continue, you continue!" ”

Wang Shuhuan withdrew his gaze from the pigskin, and continued: "It is precisely because of the strict rules and regulations that every member of the White Gang who makes a mistake will be thrown into the cannon fodder group as cannon fodder, which is equivalent to the ancient punishment of exile. ”

Ling Xiu nodded, he knew why the treatment of the cannon fodder group was so poor, and in the eyes of the rest of the White Gang, this was a group of people who carried sins.

Sighing, Wang Shuhuan sat on the chair like a deflated ball: "So seventeen, you shouldn't follow me, you will have a broader space for development, so come with me to see the boss at night and talk to him well." ”

"No need!"

"Why?"

"I only recognize you, I recognize everyone in the cannon fodder group, what is he in vain." Ling Xiu said lightly.

Yes, although I haven't known each other for a day, the strange pigskin and the eighth child, as well as the smug monk, and other people who are righteous and dare to rush to S2 fearlessly in order to save the three monks trapped in the van, are all recognized by him, as for the white qi, it is not in his eyes at all.

Wang Shuhuan was taken aback: "Master, don't call the boss by his name, this is a gang taboo." ”

"My ancestor Rulai, Brother Huan, you are good at everything, but you are too bearish in front of the boss, what is taboo or not, you can call it whatever you want to call your seventeen loves, do you say yes?" The monk came over to join in the fun.

Maybe it was not long after he was angry, and when he was provoked by the monk, everyone shouted yes.

"It's all the fucking stop, and you, a wine and meat monk, have nothing to do to take the lead!" Wang Shuhuan scolded harshly.

The monk whistled, shrugged and walked away.

Wang Shuhuan sat down again and introduced the situation of the White Gang to Ling Xiu.

The White Gang has four gods of war, Gu Wuxiang, Chen Haoran, Yang Qingnan and Zhou Guangqi, who lead the four halls respectively, as for the white tiger, the status is only under these four gods of war, and there is also a group of brothers. The last is their cannon fodder group, in addition, Bai Qi also has a son, his real name is also unknown, and the members of the gang call him Long Shao.

As he spoke, a sharp voice suddenly sounded from far and near.

"Wang Shuhuan, why don't you say hello to Ben Shao when you come back, where is the Chanel lipstick that Ben Shao asked you to bring for my woman?" With the step of one foot, a little fat man with a fat face and small eyes came into view, and this fat man also held a beautiful woman in his arms.

Say Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here!

Wang Shuhuan hurriedly got up and saluted, and said respectfully: "Long Shao, there was some accident on the road, and I ...... Chanel lipstick Can I bring it for you next time? ”

"Next time?" The little fat man's face suddenly became gloomy.

"Long Shao, I don't even use lipstick!" The woman with a good posture was coquettish in the arms of the little fat man, and at the same time expressed her dissatisfaction with Wang Shuhuan.

Long Shaoyi picked up Wang Shuhuan's collar and roared: "Did you hear it, my woman doesn't use lipstick, are you a fucking waste, you can't do a little thing!" Saliva sprayed on Wang Shuhuan's face like rain.

The monks clenched their fists tightly, eager to beat this second ancestor into steamed buns.

Wang Shuhuan was extremely angry in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it, and said in a deep voice: "I'm sorry, Long Shao." ”

"Sorry for the help?"

Long Shao scolded angrily, and viciously raised a slap and slapped Wang Shuhuan in the face.

The sound of "pop" sounded like a crisp bell in everyone's hearts.

Is it tolerable or unbearable!

Wang Shuhuan suddenly burst out, and his steel-cast right hand grabbed Long Shao's collar at once, lifting Long Shao almost off the ground.

"Wang Shuhuan, what do you want to do? You...... Are you going to rebel? Facing the fierce Wang Shuhuan, Long Shao couldn't help but turn a little pale with fright.