Outside the Qi family's courtyard, a group of big brothers came in.

This group of big brothers is not the low-level gangsters with yellow hair and steel pipes on the street, nor are they the bigwigs on the road who have an over-the-shoulder dragon tattooed on their shoulders and a mustache on their mouths and fierce eyes.

The group of people who came in, they were well-dressed, all in high-end suits, but under the bright clothes were a pair of strong bodies full of power, which was a typical Western godfather-style senior big brother.

To put it simply, their temperament is the same as Qi Yuntian, some classical, some elegant, but as long as they look at this group of people, they know that they will never have any psychological burden when they kill people.

One of the leaders was wearing an Italian retro high-end coat and a round felt hat, and his eyes were full of gangsterism.

He held the cigar in his hand, and as soon as he came in, his eyes locked on Qi Yuntian.

stared at him for several seconds before the eldest brother gritted his teeth and said in a hoarse voice of tobacco and alcohol:

"Qi Mouse, eighteen years...... It's been eighteen years, and you've been so hidden! ”

"Do you think that as long as you keep hiding, you can settle the things of the past, and you can live a peaceful life?"

"Lao Tzu tells you, it is impossible!"

The last syllable popped out, and the eldest brother slammed the cigar in his hand forward.

The cigar pestle struck the bluestone floor, splashing bright sparks.

He continued to grit his teeth and said: "The good things you did in Chinatown back then, you put your brothers in prison, this squat is eighteen years, Qi Mouse, I will ask you, can you sleep in the past eighteen years?" Well?! ”

Speaking of this, he suddenly smiled nervously: "I guess you are asleep, after all, you swept away the imperial sword, and you still need so much gold, silver and jewelry, with these things, you should have lived a very chic life outside these years, right?" ”

"Tut-tut, look at this beautiful yard, Qi Mouse, you're really going to enjoy it!"

"What are you going to do today, do you hand over your things and cut off the hand you stole back then, or do you let me kill you with my own hands?"

In just a few words, he vaguely revealed the secrets of eighteen years ago.

Everyone present, including Ah Bing, was stunned, and they all looked at Qi Yuntian with puzzled eyes.

"Mr. Qi, what the hell is he talking about?"

Qi Yuntian, who was reprimanded by his eldest brother before, had a cold face, but he didn't have any guilt, he just replied calmly: "That's just an old grudge between me and them, you don't need to know, just help me kill them." ”

As soon as he heard this, the big brother on the other side immediately smiled:

"Old grudges?!"

"Qi Mouse, how the are you embarrassed to say it!"

With a sneer, the eldest brother's eyes swept towards Ah Bing and the others, and suddenly spoke: "You people are all his friends, right?" ”

He stretched out his hand and pointed at Qi Yuntian: "Let me tell you, a cheap dog like him who has three hands and betrays his brother, it is not worth dying for it at all!" Get out of the way, lest blood be splashed on you later! ”

Seeing that the eldest brother had something to say, the hatred in his heart was almost turned into substance, and someone in the audience simply asked: "You guy, do you dare to make it clear, come up and just pour dirty water at us Qi Zong, what does it mean?" ”

"Splashing dirty water?"

The eldest brother suddenly laughed as if he had heard a big joke: "Qi Mouse, it seems that you have washed yourself white enough over the years, so many little brothers are dead set on you, it's not simple...... It's really not easy! ”

After that, he glanced at Ah Bing and the others again, and changed his words: "Okay, since you want me to make it clear, then I will tell you who this Qi mouse is, anyway, I have been waiting for eighteen years, and it is not bad for these two minutes." ”

He raised his hand and pointed at Qi Yuntian:

"He, formerly known as Mickey, was just a guy in an antique shop in Chinatown in the United States thirty years ago, an orphan with no father and no mother, and a little deflated man who picked up garbage on the street to eat, no one called Mickey, everyone called this guy a strange mouse."

"When he was beaten on the street, pushed into the trash can, and bullied to the point of starvation, it was our gang boss Qi who rescued him, and led him into the club with one hand, and gave him a domineering name, called Qi Yuntian, which means that one day he can grow up to be comparable to Yuntian."

"Boss Qi treats him like his own son, and asks us big brothers to protect him, and share all the benefits with him, and we all do the same, really treat him as a younger brother, from now on, no one can bully him, and no one dares to call him a strange mouse anymore."

"As for why he should be allowed to join the club with such a small deflated three, the reason is also very simple, I will directly say that our gang is engaged in second-hand trading of jewelry and cultural toys, of course, this is an elegant statement, to put it mildly, it is a transnational black market business, you know everything, Qi Lao took a fancy to his talent for appreciating treasures, so he recruited him into the gang."

"At first, he was very well disguised, and he was a favorite little brother in the gang, and even the boss in the back had the idea of passing the position directly to him...... Everything was supposed to go that way, but that day eighteen years ago, our gang received a shocking business to resell a sword for a client. ”

"The value of that sword is unimaginable to all of you, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is worth even the city, even Boss Qi, who has seen countless rare treasures in his life, is shaking his hands when he holds that sword."

"Everything was going well, we got the sword, we found our next home, and the deal was about to be completed...... Qi Yuntian, who had been hiding in the gang for several years, took advantage of the boss's trust and stole the sword! ”

"Stealing the sword is just the beginning, this rotten man also backhanded all the people in the entire gang to the police station, and even stole the boss's account books and sent them all to the door of the police station!"

"In the end, it was a disaster, almost all the brothers in our gang were captured, Boss Qi was beaten to death by the customer who sold the sword on consignment, and he, Qi Mouse, ran away with a large number of antique relics wrapped up in the sword alone!!"

Speaking of this, all the hatred that had been silent for more than ten years broke out, the eldest brother's eyes were blood-red, and his eyes were staring at Qi Yuntian with tears of grief and indignation, and finally shouted out his original name:

"Mickey, do you know how miserable the boss's death was, it was all killed by you!"

"You have done such a thing of losing your conscience and betraying your brother, what face do you have to live in the world!"

Under the repeated questioning, Qi Yuntian's face turned pale, and he didn't say a word, as if he was really being tortured by the soul.

And the people around him, including Ah Bing, couldn't help but take two steps back after hearing that there was still this hidden secret.

Yes, Qi Yuntian is good to them.

But he has done this kind of thing to his eldest brother and his party, and it is probably not an exaggeration for people to cut him one hundred and eight times, this kind of blood hatred, it is best for outsiders not to mix it blindly......

And then again, if Qi Yuntian was really a treacherous villain, then he could sell Boss Qi who treated him like a son back then, who can guarantee that he won't use the person in front of him as a gunman now?

Even if the people present are taking money and selling their lives, they still have to talk about the Basic Law, and I am afraid that no one will work for a boss who may stab him in the back at any time.

For a while, Qi Yuntian in the field actually had the taste of becoming a loner.

However, just when he encountered a serious crisis of trust, he, who had always been silent, finally raised his head, slowly looked at the eldest brother, and said:

"Lekma, you keep saying that I betrayed my brother, but why don't you mention it, I stole Edgeworth because of my troubles?"