The next day, snowflakes the size of a child's palm finally fell from the cloudy sky, and the city of Berelli suddenly turned white.

Early in the morning, Lin Qi sat cross-legged in the lame shop. At a table in the corner of the tavern, Lin Qi had his feet high on the table, a pipe made of corn cobs in his mouth, and he was sipping snorting and drinking gin.

The wine is very good, it is a good wine treasured by the lame, a good thing shipped from overseas, a good wine made by a group of ingenious goblins. The wine is rich and fragrant, and it is not the same as the inferior products sold by the lame to the good men of the docks.

Opening his mouth and spitting out a few smoke rings, Lin Qi burped, picked up the huge copper wine glass and poured a sip of wine, only to feel so warm and comfortable that he just wanted to sleep. But he had something on his mind, so he forced his spirits up, squinted his eyes and looked around the tavern, expecting to see Jiang Yong and his party from the east last night.

Big Fat Sheep, Big Fat Sheep from the East. Although these fat sheep seem to be tigers in sheep's clothing, they are indeed fat. Lin Qi wanted to find out a little clue from them, first calculate how much net worth they had, and then measure the ratio between their wallets and their strength, and finally decide whether to attack them or not.

Although this is the dock area, although this is the territory of the lame shop, although the strange group of white-faced young people seems to be very difficult to deal with. But as long as Jiang Yong's money is tempting enough, Lin Qi will definitely attack them.

"My whoop, my whoa!" reached out and touched the purse around his waist, which had dried up in just one night, like a lemon that had been drained of pulp. Lin Qi sighed a little distressed, and counted with his fingers.

As the eldest brother of the Brotherhood of Iron Fist, there are simply too many places to spend money. Entrenched in the university town of Berelli, the entire university town is its territory, with dozens of core members and hundreds of peripheral brothers, the strength of the Iron Fist Brotherhood is ranked first in the entire Berelli City. But Lin Qi is an outsider after all, he has only been operating in Bolley City for three years, his foundation is unstable, he does not have a stable financial resources, so Lin Qi's money bag is always in a state of shriveling.

"Eighteen oh oh whoops, golden oh ooohs, disappeared after only one night of sharing a bed with me!"

With a somewhat decadent sigh, Lin Qi grabbed the wine glass and took another sip. With a heavy puff of smoke, Lin Qi cursed secretly with his fingers. Eighteen gold coins are enough for ordinary people to live a good life for two or three years, but they said goodbye to him in just one night.

Several core members of the Iron Fist Brotherhood, who were also college students from the Fifth University, were drunk and fighting with students from other schools in the streets, only to be caught by the parade dragoons, and their guarantee cost eight gold coins alone!

The remaining ten gold coins were used on those peripheral brothers. Some time ago, the Iron Fist Brotherhood clashed with hostile forces, and several peripheral thugs had their ribs broken, and medical expenses, nutrition expenses, and settling-in expenses all cost money! Ten gold coins flew away from Lin Qi's money bag like a lively bird, and now there were only thirty coppers left in his money bag!

"My dream is that after I die, the tomb and coffin will be made of gold!" Sighing, Lin Qi smiled bitterly at Enzo, who was sitting on the side without moving: "But now it seems that I am getting farther and farther away from my goal in life! Gold, gold, golden gold! Frankly speaking, whether it is the gods in the sky or the demons in the legendary hell, whoever can give me gold, I will believe in him!"

Enzo wiped his nose and sneezed hard. He glanced at his eldest brother and spat heavily on a mouthful of bright red saliva. The mixture of betel nut and tobacco smelled pungent, and Lin Qi grinned, sniffled, and sneezed.

The two picked up the wine glasses and touched them, Enzo took a sip of wine, and said vaguely: "Boss, your family is very rich!"

Lin Qi's face was gloomy, and he grabbed the corn cob pipe and slammed it on the wine table, knocking out the tobacco embers inside. He said with a gloomy face: "That's right, my dad should be very rich. But that's his money, not mine yet. My dad has a strong physique, just like a demonic beast, and without fifty or sixty years of hard work, he can't leave that money to me!"

With a long sigh, Lin Qi shook his head and said, "Moreover, even if my father is unfortunate enough to meet the gods, I still have competitors." ”

Enzo crooked his lips and shoved a mixture of tobacco and betel nut into his mouth, munching on it heavily. His gaze swept over the maids, and a hint of a pretended chic smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and he threw a smug wink at them.

In broad daylight, there were no customers in the lame shop, and a few maids stood idly by the wine cabinet, and when they saw Enzo, who had a handsome and rigid face, accosting them, they laughed uncontrollably. The maids in the docklands are not chaste and fierce, and it is a rare honor for them to be able to attract any person of the opposite sex to be interested in them.

Lin Qi frowned and fell into deep thought.

Although he was only 18 years old, he began to think about his life, his successes and failures over the past 18 years. With the help of alcohol, Lin Qi is making a more ambitious life plan for himself - maybe just the tomb and coffin are made of gold seems too petty, maybe he should live in a palace made of gold when he is alive?

Glancing disdainfully at Enzo, who was eye-browning at the maids, Lin Qi said mockingly: "Woman, oh, woman, Enzo, as long as there is a golden oh, what woman do you want not to have? Golden gold, oh, I'd rather have a gold beauty lying on my bed than let these fancy nasty creatures come near me!"

Enzo ignored Linzi, and after three years of friendship, he knew Linzi's almost paranoid pursuit of gold. How do you know the benefits of these cute female creatures with this kind of young imp who doesn't have any hair? Enzo took a deep breath and felt a sudden rush of heat from inside his body.

But touching the shriveled money bag around his waist, the qi control method taught by the instructor of Enzo Moyun Military Academy forcibly suppressed this heat.

Looking back at Lin Qi, Enzo said very seriously: "Yes, chief, I suddenly found that the golden oow is indeed cute. ”

Before Enzo could finish speaking, the door of the tavern was violently kicked open. The wind swept in the heavy snow, and a rough and hoarse voice rang out: "Cripple, send someone to find our young master, the master sent me to deliver a letter to him." Hey,, give me a glass of wine!"

Lin Qi was overjoyed when he heard this, he jumped up and shouted in surprise: "Aha, Uncle Hammer, why are you here?"

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