The sound of sharpening knives in the middle of the night pierced the ears, the terrible thing was not the knife, but the person who sharpened the knife, Lao Dong's golden tooth can face solemnly and kept washing the knife with water, this Nepalese dog-head knife accompanied him for more than 30 years, it was given to him by his friend when he was young before he died, telling him to take this knife and continue to kill devils, whenever Jin Yacan wielded this knife, he would think of those good brothers who were born with him and died.

People always miss the old when they are old, and inadvertently Jin Yacan remembered that when he was young, he picked seven fields of fat fat of the giant in the rivers and lakes that covered the sky with one hand, and everyone in Hong Kong was shocked by it.

But now that he is old, he is so old that he doesn't know if he can charge with a knife anymore, and the young brothers are dead and wounded, and the only few who remain are either still studying in Stanley, or have already withdrawn from the rivers and lakes and lived an ordinary life.

"Alas~~!"

Jin Yacan sighed deeply, he understood that as long as he said a word, these brothers would still stand by his side without hesitation and fight side by side with him, but they were afraid of the sword and sword, and once again lived a life of licking blood from the knife edge!

But how could he bear it?

For the sake of some of their own face, let these old brothers let go of their stable lives, wives, and sons, and once again fall into this never-ending killing?

The tiger fell in Pingyang, the hero was in the twilight, the golden tooth stood quietly in the moonlight, the hand holding the knife was bruised, and kept trembling, and the polished Nepalese dog-headed knife emitted a dazzling white glow in the moonlight, and the blade exuded a faint cold air, and it hummed gently in the breeze.

The moonlight was gradually obscured by dark clouds, and Golden Tooth Chan closed his eyes and let the moonlight fall on his slightly pale head and was silent, and he didn't know how long it took, Golden Tooth Chan suddenly opened his eyes.

"Hahahaha!"

The piercing laughter pierced the sky, and the old man, who was still twilight in the moonlight just now, seemed to have become a demon crawling out of hell in an instant, and his whole body was full of evil energy.

Lian Po is still eighty years old and can still wear the battle, and his golden teeth are only in his early sixties, so let him use the long knife in his hand to once again protect the blood of the incoming offender.

Two thousand dollars to buy a place, although the wool is out of the duck, and the money will also be earned back in Edinburgh, but no matter how you think about it, it hurts.

Fortunately, there was a windfall at the police academy, otherwise Chen Zhihui would really have to consider coming out on Portland Street.

Chen Zhihui, who was rich for the time being, began to think about how to let him give birth to cubs, and after thinking about "money", Chen Zhihui put the first pot of gold on Tongcai Street.

Although Tongcai Street at this time was not as famous as later generations, and the beautiful boy surnamed Zhuang did not open a sneaker shop on this street, it was already a representative of good quality and low price, and it could attract a large number of beautiful girls and grandmothers to shop here every day.

In this era, when doing business, you have to have someone to cover, and those who wear hats are mixed with the rivers and lakes, the former is good to say that they are treated equally, as long as you do business, you don't care whether you are good or bad, stretch out your hat, you have to give money, and if you give money, you are a good friend, an authentic glue yourself. The latter is a bit difficult to do, and if he is not satisfied, he will make the business unsuccessful.

As his name suggests, full of gold teeth, he is the marshal of the mainland of Lao Dong, but Lian Po is no longer brave, he has long lost the pride and ambition of the year, and Lao Dong has also changed from a well-known community to a sunset pension club under his leadership.

Because the people on the road respect his status in the rivers and lakes, and no one has the idea of opening up the vegetable street, this day is quite leisurely, but as the business of the vegetable street is getting better and better, this oil and water will also rise with the tide, and it is inevitable that some people will be red-eyed.

In recent days, Xiao Wei, the red stick of Yiqun, has openly sold white noodles in bulk on Tongcai Street, and Xiao Wei, who is using Yiqun's signboard, did not take Lao Dong and Jin Yacan in his eyes at all, and threatened that if Jin Yacan did not hand over Tongcai Street within three days, Lao Dong would be removed from the rivers and lakes.........

People want to face trees and bark, Yiqun's signboard is really loud, he doesn't care about this Tongcai Street, and the money he earns is enough for him to retire, but Lao Dong's signboard can't be placed in his hands!

Chen Zhihui made up his mind to make achievements in Tongcai Street, and the first thing he did was to take Ah Wei and the others to visit Lao Dong's people.

After a little inquiry, it is the old man's people who wait for the fee to be collected at night, and then collect the protection fee.

After taking it for half a night in the women's market, Sheng Jiakang was bored snoring, and he really couldn't understand why Chen Zhihui took them to prepare for the business of the grandmothers.

At the beginning of the period, Da Mi Bing thought that they wanted to join the club and asked them to wrap a red envelope for themselves, and after giving it to their own people, they learned that they were going to do business on Tongcai Street, which was not for him to call the shots, but after getting Chen Zhihui's benefit fee, the fine boy also became Hui Shao, he patted his chest and wrapped it on himself, and asked Chen Zhihui to come to their hall the next morning, he helped introduce the big guy and ensure that his business was negotiated.

Hong Kong Island is also cool in the morning light, with gusts of fresh wind sweeping the garbage and dust on the ground, and Tung Choi Street, which was lively last night, is deserted at this time, and there is not a single pedestrian or vendor on the roadside.

At this time, in the very center of Tongcai Street, there is an octagonal round table, on which tea and wooden hot pot are placed, the charcoal under the pot is burning very strongly, making a squeaking sound, and a small black dog that is tied to the table is lying on the side of the table and shivering.

Jin Yacan and Xiao Wei sat on both sides of the table, staring at each other with their eyes dead, dozens of old boys stood behind them, a gust of morning wind hit, rolling up the dust on the ground, and the figures of the two people seemed to be blocked in the morning mist.

Jin Yacan sneered and looked at Xiao Wei's eyes, and slowly took out the Nepalese dog's head knife from his arms, and cut it into his calf, the knife flashed, and beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on Jin Yacan's forehead, and a thin palm-sized piece of tender meat was shaved off, and Jin Yacan's face did not change, and his brows did not wrinkle, as if it was not his own leg at all.

Jin Yacan skillfully threw the meat into the pot, took it out of the pot for a few seconds, dipped it in the condiments, and handed it to Xiao Wei: "It's a guest from afar, please eat!" ”

Looking at the meat on the tip of the knife, Xiao Wei secretly scolded in his heart, "What age is the old immortal, still playing this set!" ”

But scolding is scolding, disgusting is disgusting, losing people and losing money can't lose the battle, I saw Xiao Wei take out a paper bag from his pocket and take a deep breath, then opened his mouth and bit the meat into his mouth, crunched and chewed, and then slowly swallowed the meat, and after eating, Xiao Wei looked at Jin Yacan provocatively: "It tastes good, and let's have another piece!" ”