Xiao Dai's desire to get ahead is very urgent. Just like what he told Tietou, if he only relies on diligently doing dirty work, he will be really poor for the rest of his life. This is something he will not be willing to do no matter what.

Yes, death is nothing compared to seeing.

Wang Yan allowed him to see another possibility, to behave in a disciplined manner, to be kind, to be generous, and to have strong personal force. Especially when he thought of Wang Yan who single-handedly smashed up the bar of a small Japanese gang, broke the legs of so many people extremely cruelly, and even

It was a challenge. Such fighting power and ferocity made him shudder just thinking about that scene.

The most important thing is that it was Wang Yan's first day in Tokyo. When he first came to this place, his eyesight dimmed and he had no way out, so he dared to go up and destroy the place and steal money. This is a fucking ruthless person. The key person is

If you have the brains, tell him about the organized ways of making money, open a clothing factory, and find work for women who have smuggled in.

He was smoking a cigarette with a bit of arrogance, looking at the house he had only stayed in for one night, and it seemed to be in tatters. Then he looked at the people gathered in front of him, who had hugged each other to keep warm, with various expressions.

A strange fellow countryman, no matter how you look at it, you feel that you are poor and worthless.

He had to support someone. Although he received a severe beating, he got the money and took advantage of it to hug his lap. It was really a matter of time and fate...

After sighing secretly, he broke the dullness in the hall and said, "How are you thinking? If you don't want to do it, don't force it. But there is one thing you must remember, that is, keep your mouth shut and don't talk nonsense when you go out. If you talk nonsense,

If so, even though we are all from the Northeast and many of us are from the same hometown, I guarantee that you will be worse off than me."

As he spoke, his sinister eyes scanned everyone's faces, and finally stopped on the old ghost. Although his swollen face was funny because of his illness, the fierceness in his eyes was genuine and quite a bit...

Deterrence. Because he was very reckless in the past, and his Northeastern dialect was very tough, otherwise he wouldn't have been fooled by the old man into making things difficult for Wang Yan...

Seeing him staring straight at him, the old ghost twitched the corner of his mouth in embarrassment, saying that he was a bitch. He was still smiling so hard that he couldn't see those little eyes: "Xiao Dai, everyone knows me.

After all these years, you still don’t know who we are? Don’t worry, none of us are talkative people.”

Following his words, other people began to express their sincerity. After saying this in a circle, the old ghost continued: "I don't care what you think, this time I will follow Brother Yan. We have been here for so many years

, I have suffered many crimes, being bullied by the little devils, being bullied by those gangsters, and having to worry all day long, but not making much money. I have had enough of this kind of life. Now that Brother Yan comes forward, he

He has ideas and means. You have all seen it before. After beating Xiao Dai, he gave him 100,000 yuan to let him rest. I think he will definitely treat us well in the future.

Just now Xiao Dai passed on what Brother Yan said, saying that as long as we all work together as a rope and use our strength in one place, then we can kill gods and Buddhas. As long as we unite together, I don’t think anyone will dare to do it in the future.

Bullying us? Who dares to steal our money! Xiao Dai, I am sorry for you this time, but without me, you may not be able to talk to Brother Yan. If you tell Brother Yan, I, the old ghost, will be the first to talk to him.

"

"If you do it, we will all follow Brother Yan to make a fortune."

"Yes, Brother Yan said that you have to be brave and dare to fight and fight hard. We can't live the same life as others, so what else can we not dare to do? Do it!"

More than a dozen people in the room began to express their opinions one after another. Of course, the main ones who expressed their opinions were those who had met Wang Yan before, and they still had some idea of ​​Wang Yan. The remaining people were all found by Xiao Dai

The feeling of getting to know each other over the years is not bad. They have never met Wang Yan, so they don't know how generous and decisive Wang Yan is, but they are not the fools in the village, and they can still hear what Xiao Dai said before.

It is true that they can make money. So it doesn't matter if they follow suit first, this is their idea.

In fact, many people don't want to do something big, but they just suffer from the fact that no one can stop them or take the lead. Most people are dissatisfied, and there are very few knowledgeable people who don't know what to do to make more money. Even if they want to join,

Gangs are also not easy to get along with. The gangs in Japan look down on them. Chinese gangs are mostly divided according to regions, and they can't integrate in. There is no one from my hometown who can stand up and take the lead. Of course, it was not without standing sticks in the past.

, but they have all gone astray. How can they last long by robbing families and homes?

Now there is Wang Yan. Although what he does is not very serious, he at least shows that he has a brain and can give them a vision for the future.

Xiao Dai looked at the roaring crowd and said, "Let me tell you first. You all know what Shinjuku is like. We are making money by taking advantage of other people's bowls. We will definitely offend others. It's hard to say.

One day we will have to fight with others, it will be really fatal. Now you are screaming, if someone betrays his brother or runs away from the battle, there will be no chance to regret it."

"Don't worry, we have known each other for so many years, we still don't know who they are."

"That's right, don't worry..."

At the same time, there is an alley not far away. In the parlance of Little Japan, it is called Yokocho, which is a long and narrow alley that you can turn into from the main street. There are mostly izakayas and food stalls here, and it is very lively with people rushing around. As long as there are

Make money, no matter how chaotic Shinjuku is, it will always be popular. There are Japanese and people from other countries who set up stalls and shops on this street, and of course there are also black households who are good at cooking. Of course, the composition of tourists is more complicated.

Of course, as I said before, as long as it is easy to manage and there are no major murders, the police will not take care of it. Otherwise, in this situation, if there is a blockage on both sides of the street, half of the people who can be caught are illegal immigrants.

Many people don't know about this situation and don't think about it. It's useless to think about it. Anyway, except for going out to work, they mostly live here. When they see the police, they take a detour. Basically, there are no restrictions on their activities, which makes them feel quite free.

Coupled with the automatic gathering of various geographical and nostalgic relationships, living here, except for the different architectural styles around it, is similar to that of my hometown. This is probably the origin of Chinatowns in other countries.

Wang Yan was still in a suit and leather shoes that was incompatible with the general environment here. He was holding a beer in one hand and a handful of small meat skewers in the other, eating and drinking comfortably among the crowd.

His eyes were aimlessly scanning the crowd, and his ears were picking up the messy information nearby. He saw people stealing things, seeing people trading things wrapped in plastic bags, and seeing people working in groups.

They gathered together and uttered obscene words, whistled at the girls passing by, and spoke wantonly in a pornographic manner.

Finally, when he was walking halfway, Wang Yan found the person he was looking for in a pub.

It was a group of four or five people sitting on a table in front of the izakaya, each holding a bottle of wine and drinking tons of wine. There was another table with only two people sitting. One of them held a stack of cards in his hand, and opposite him

The other person took the money and slapped it on the table. The two exchanged money and cards. One counted the cards and the other checked the money.

Wang Yan walked through the crowd. After the man who bought the card left, he sat down on the stool and looked at the man opposite: "Are you the Taibao?"

"No, what's the matter?" Taibao spoke in Cantonese, and his tone was not very happy. The player in front of him, wearing a suit and leather shoes, was a little disrespectful to him. After traveling in the world for so many years, who wouldn't call him Brother Taibao? This guy is good, he comes up

I asked, not at all polite.

Of course Wang Yan understood what he was thinking. Some people with little ability always felt good about themselves. Of course, this Taibao did have some tricks up his sleeve, otherwise he wouldn't have come to his door.

In the original plot, Tietou got a phone card from this Taibao and resold it, and then got a fake credit card and went to the mall to steal and sell luxury goods. He even manipulated the small steel ball gambling machine in the arcade and replaced it.

The chip inside. Whether it is a phone card, a credit card, or making a chip, it requires some technical skills. But in the end, CPIC followed other people to do the poison, which is obviously a wrong path.

Although playing high-tech does not necessarily lead to huge profits from drugs, at least there is an opportunity to make it big in an open and honest way. Obviously, drugs do not exist. They are just playing around in Shinjuku, and there is no big atmosphere. It is far better to engage in

You can make money in the long run by engaging in technology, and you won’t be short of money even if you become big.

Of course, their vision and knowledge are limited. They can't think of so much, and they can't see that far. The huge profits in front of them are often very tempting, but there is no right or wrong. It's just that Wang Yan sees the problem from God's perspective.

Ignoring the Taibao's slight displeasure, he asked: "Someone told me that those phone cards came from you. I just saw someone buying them from you. Did you research these things yourself?"

"My brothers studied the art of eating." Taibao looked at Wang Yan in surprise: "Do you speak Cantonese? Where are you from? Guangdong Province or Hong Kong Island?"

"I'm from the Northeast. I used to have a friend there, and I learned from him." Wang Yan lied casually and asked, "How far can your technology go? Can those game cards, audio-visual tapes, etc. be used?"

?”

"We have always made game cards. As for audio and video tapes, we have never made them. For that kind of thing, we either make a lot of them or not make them at all. If the quantity is small, it is not cost-effective. Moreover, we do not have a factory or equipment.

It’s easy to do. If you want to do it, just do it with fear. As you like, I also have a bank card here. I can deceive the card machines in the mall and make it recognize that we have paid. We can just take things for nothing.

Don’t do it?”

"Here is half a million. Get me some phone cards first." Wang Yan took out his wallet, counted out the banknotes and put them on the table, and asked, "Can I talk to your brother who makes things?"

"What? Are you poaching?"

"Looking at your ability, I went to the wrong place to make you rich, silly boy."

Unable to stand Wang Yan's stupid gaze, the Taibao slapped the table and stood up, pointing at Wang Yan: "How dare you fucking scold me? Do you believe I will break your legs?"

As the Taibao got angry, the four people drinking at the table behind stood up and gathered around Wang Yan.

After glancing at these people and then at the people waiting outside to watch the fun, Wang Yan shook his head: "Silly boy, let's not do anything here. The police will be in trouble. Come on, take me to your hometown to see

Look, don't worry, I won't run away. When we get to the place, you can fight as much as you want, okay? You should take the five hundred thousand first, and the fighting will be over. You can't delay making money, is that right?"

The Taibao's eyes widened. He felt that Wang Yan was challenging him. He didn't believe that this fake Japanese had any support, so he ran away under the hands of the five of them. He looked confident, why were he pretending to be cool? There was a cold light in his eyes.

Flash, suppressing his anger: "If you are brave enough, let's go. I won't let you look for teeth all over the floor today. My Taibao has been living in vain for so many years."

This is not a lie, he still has some reputation here. Now everyone is slamming the table. If Wang Yan is not dealt with, it will be embarrassing. So no matter what, he has to make Wang Yan suffer.

Let others know that his Taibao is not to be trifled with. As for the five hundred thousand, that is his loss fee, which is quite good. They have made enough money by working hard for several days.

Wang Yan continued to hold the beer and meat skewers swayingly, and followed them away leisurely. In the eyes of the Taibao and others who wanted to kill Wang Yan, he also bought some wine and various snacks along the way.

Follow them away in your hands.

Those who come out to hang out and have a certain reputation are not easy to deal with. The Taibao is not a fool, and of course he will not really take Wang Yan to where they live. When he walked to an uninhabited alley, he had a hand in his pocket.

He took out a switchblade, turned around suddenly, and stared at Wang Yan fiercely: "Boy, tell me, how do you want to die?"

In line with his actions, the other four people also took out knives and surrounded Wang Yan in the middle.

Wang Yan raised his eyebrows: "You're going to kill me if you say you're stupid?"

"If you are honest, I will break one of your legs today. If you are not honest, it will be difficult to tell you."

With a sneer, Wang Yan put the thing in his hand on the ground. He looked at the Taibao who was gesturing a knife to him, smiled slightly, reached out his hand fiercely, grabbed his hand and twisted it backwards. In pain, the knife fell from the Taibao.

It slipped from his hand. Wang Yan kicked out, causing the Taibao to fly backwards. At the same time, he caught the knife in the air. Xiao Wang's flying knife shot out quickly and pierced the Taibao's thigh, entering three points of the flesh.

, click to stop.

After dealing with the Taibao, the remaining four people also came to their senses. Without thinking, they stabbed them with knives. Wang Yan retreated to avoid them. When the four people were exhausted, he suddenly bullied them.

First, he knocked one person over with a slap, then used his strength to turn around and whip his legs, and kicked another one away.

At this time, the remaining two people put away their swords and turned around, preparing to stab again. Wang Yan dodged sideways, grabbed the hand of one person holding the knife, and kneeled him closely to make him lose his fighting ability. Then he stopped and looked at him with a smile.

Holding the last person.

The man looked left and right, and when he saw the Taibao and other people there, he was heartbroken, gritted his teeth, and rushed over with the knife still raised. He was successfully knocked to the ground by a big mouth.

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To be continued...