Nowadays, many men and women have tattoos. It has become a fashion pursuit. The earliest inhabitants of Japan. The Ainu are engaged in fishing. They decorate the body with tattoos. Dive into the water to catch fish. This is probably the earliest origin of tattoo art in Japan.

At present, most of them are tattooed by men. Basically: Bodhisattva, Guan Gong, Buddha, Dragon, Tiger, Fish and other various totems. There are also women's. It's some abstract patterns, flowers, butterflies, etc.

These are nothing. Just casually playing. And the tattoos of the characters on the Japanese underworld are not just a casual play. Tattoos have rules such as three, five, nine, etc.

There are rules on the way. What is the so-called way? What is the tattoo blue. For example: (purse) thief. It's a pigeon and a snake on the wrist. Most of the murders are skeletons. Man tattoo flowers. It's out to pimp. These are clear.

As for this one, it's knocking on the door. The tattoo is "Xiashan Tiger". I saw that this little old boy also looked left and right. asked, "Have you any **** people come here lately?"

"Ahhh Pretending to be scared. Just shake your head.

"Stupid. He's a mute." The old boy kicked Boss Cao away. Walk straight into the room. Also took a quick look. said to Qu Yong, who was lying on the bed, "What about you?"

"Ahhh Pointing to your mouth. Shake your hand again.

"Another dumb one. You're a good match." The old boy wasn't very skeptical. Generally speaking, it is easier for people with disabilities to find another person with a disability to be their companion. This way there will seem to be a little more of a common language between them. The same pain is easier to bind them together.

"In that case. Forget it." The old boy scratched his head. It doesn't look like a veteran. He seemed to feel a little embarrassed too. Just go out the door. Suddenly he turned his head again. "No. Here I am. Protection money is charged."

"Hmm..."Boss Cao cursed loudly in his stomach. But he had a bitter expression on his face. Put your hands together and pray desperately.

The old boy said toughly: "Bastard. Protection fees are the same."

"Ahhh I turned all my pockets upside down. Spread hands to say that there is really no money. Actually, he did exchange some yen on him. But it's all hidden. The last bit of money in his pocket just now was also used by him to buy melon seeds.

"You... You guys.." The look in Boss Cao's eyes was completely angry. The lecture said: "Although you are disabled. But how can you not work.. How can you be a parasite of society .. How can this be worthy of the Great Japanese Empire, which is recovering economically.."

He said in these three rows of sentences that he was subdued and frustrated. If you put it on the speech of the mayoral campaign. It can completely move people's hearts. But the object of his speech was Boss Cao. The latter is completely indifferent. The Great Japanese Empire was concerned about his birds. He just looked at the boy with confused and stupid eyes.

"Hey, forget it. It's useless to talk too much to a fool like you. So let's do it..."The Crazy Boy took out a small packet of light brown crystalline powder from his close-fitting shirt. Said to Boss Cao: "It's five o'clock this afternoon. You just send this to the guy in the seventh seat of Xizi Restaurant at 23 Nanhua Street. That's it. If you dare to steal it or call the police. Hey, hey." The last two hey hey talk about the fierce face to the end. The threat is palpable.

Boss Cao cringed and took the small bag. Ahh

"I don't want to."

"Uh-huh." Boss Cao nodded hurriedly. Where dare not to be willing.

"That's all."

The Tricky Boy Titi Belt. Get out the door. It's time to go to the next one.

"Squeak..."Boss Cao went out and looked left and right. Then close the door quickly. Walk into the room. With a solemn face, he said: "This time it was a mistake. Something is wrong."

Qu Yong looked at the pack of light brown powder in Boss Cao's hand. Asked, "What's wrong. What is this thing?"

Boss Cao said disdainfully: "This is No. 5."

"Five. What do you mean?"

"Brother Xiao Yong. Forget you don't understand." Boss Cao explained: "This is white powder. The diacetylmorphine we learned in class was it. Since the beginning of the Opium Wars. This stuff is starting to flow to China. How many people have been ruined. Selling wives and daughters. I can't break the roots for many years."

As long as there is a black or gray area in this world. There will be this kind of thing for sale. Pornography, gambling, and drugs are like the inferior nature of human beings. It seems that the roots will never be broken. This has to be said to be a kind of sadness. And the four girls who vigorously fight drugs should be like this. Even if she usually acts ruthlessly. But in Qu Yong's heart, he is still different from ordinary gangsters.

"Isn't white powder suitable for white? I saw ...... on TV"

"That's TV." The corners of Boss Cao's mouth flashed with a deep sarcasm and sadness. Said: "In reality, there is no pure white. Underground black market like this. Varieties vary in purity. It ranges from light brown to white; Some conscience is better mixed with some milk powder, caffeine, baking powder or glucose. If you have a bad conscience, add lime powder. Suck this kind of thing. will only die faster. As for the meaning of the five. Very simple. According to the purity, it is distinguished by No. 1, No. 2, No. 3, No. 4 and No. 5 heroin. It's usually packaged in tin foil or in the form of this sealing plastic tape that I have on my hand for circulation."

Qu Yong was surprised and said, "He wants you to transport poison."

"It's not that serious." Boss Cao threw the white powder in his hand. Smiled and said, "It's only about a hundred dollars here. He's going to deliver it to the buyer at the designated place."

"How will he collect the money?"

"The money would have been paid a long time ago. Now the network is so developed. It has long been possible to pay online banking. Why pay with one hand and deliver with the other. It's too risky." Boss Cao saw that Qu Yong was interested in knowing. Let's talk more. Said: "A fool like him. Generally it is the work of dry bulk. There are not necessarily a few lines under the hand. Just hand over the goods in all kinds of inconspicuous ways. Sometimes lollipops are used to trick children into making deliveries. Sometimes it's the elderly. Like me. Mute again. It's silly again. Of course it's suitable for delivery."

Qu Yong sighed: "It turns out that there are so many doorways here. Boss. If you hadn't said it. I really don't know."

"Hey..."Boss Cao said, "I know this thing. It's better not to know. Instead, I will have a little more faith in the world."

"Hey..."Qu Yong also sighed. Said: "Then what are you going to do. Do you really help him deliver the goods?"

"What else else can I do?" Boss Cao said: "I don't deliver goods. He's tomorrow. Not tomorrow. They're coming to the door tonight and hacking me to death. You don't have to look at this guy's stupid debut. It's the kind of people who don't know the severity yet. Hate the most. It's called sitting at home. Woe to you."

"But... But you're going to transport poison." Qu Yong was all worried: "If you get caught. Prison sitting."

"Nonsense." Boss Cao said proudly: "You don't look at who I am. How could you be caught. Besides. The relationship between the Yamaguchi-gumi and the Japanese police is like glue. I broke my bones and connected them. I help the Yamaguchi-gumi with things. How could you catch me."

"Okay. Then be careful."

At half-past four. Boss Cao went to the broken mirror with only one corner and took a look. I think the makeup on my body is not bad. It fully shows the temperament that a mute girl with big hands and feet in the countryside should have. The most important thing is that he also stuffed two steamed buns in his chest that he saved for breakfast. Originally, the effect of plugging silicone was much better. Flexibility is also good. But I couldn't find the silicone for a while. That's all there is to it.

"Brother Xiao Yong. I'm out. If someone knocks on the door, you ignore him. If something is wrong. Just run from the tunnel. You have the strength to go now. And then..."Boss Cao thought for a moment. He said, "Meet at the same hospital where you saw before."

Qu Yong was puzzled: "Why do you want to meet there."

"The most dangerous place is the safest place. Rest assured. Hideki Watanabe definitely didn't think we'd go back again. But it's a last resort. I'll just go out for a moment anyway. If it's fast, you can go back and forth in an hour. It's fine."

Boss Cao patted his ass. I made sure that the bag of white goods was still in my arms. Then I went out. Qu Yonggang wanted to plug in the door. Suddenly he ran back again. He said urgently, "When I come back. The code to knock on the door is three long and three short."

"Okay. Go for it." Qu Yong couldn't help laughing and said, "You think this is a TV series. It's so complicated."

Wait for Boss Cao to leave. The house was deserted all at once. Qu Yong slowly walked back to the bed. Then lie down. The days of the past few days are not long. Say short is not short. He's been at the top of the big ups and downs. It's hardly so quiet. Think about some of your own things. He was lying in bed all the time. I didn't get out of bed and use force. But instead, I practiced martial arts in my mind. I also think it's very good.

He has been practicing horse-shaped cannons since that day under the guidance of Haruko Miyamoto. After opening up the hand less yin heart meridian. The next few days were spent thinking hard about the hand sun and small intestine meridians. This meridian corresponds to a serpentine shape. Among them, the song recipe of the five major caves of "Jingying Loses Economic Cooperation" is "Shaoze Front Valley and Back Creek. Yanggu Xiaohai Small Intestine Meridian".

Qu Yong first lay on the bed, imagining his feet walking and splitting fists. Suck the palm of your hand. Foot soles. Again and again. He's been practicing for a few days now. Since yesterday I had the feeling that I was swimming. Your body is soaked in water in the air. Thoughts move. But with a strange resistance.

He remembered the day. The old way is practicing martial arts slowly. He felt like every stroke was lifting this thousand pounds of power. Asked what it is. The old way says. This is alchemy. The fist is out of the air though. But I feel like I have to practice in mercury. The sensitivity of the whole body will come out.