There are some things that become very powerless when we talk about them at a certain stage. Xituang changed the topic abruptly and pointed at Dongfan: "How did you get hurt? Do you need a bandage or a band-aid?"

"Thanks, I have it at home."

"Is your home still there?"

"Seventh floor, brother."

Xi Tuang sneered: "The water depth in West Sixth Street is now almost seven meters."

Dongfan was confused: "So? My kennel is twenty meters above the ground."

"No one can live below the third floor, and it's not safe to sleep below the fifth floor. The seventh floor is just right. The seventh floor is a very good shelter. You can use it by breaking the door open. It also has the equipment of your black shop, which can be taken apart and sold for money."

"...I accept your kind words."

"Good luck is coming later." Xi Tuang touched his bald head, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "I think you can go to jail for two years."

These words must have sounded harsh, but Donghaan was not angry, just grinning slightly.

"You know, the current rumors are not right, especially you, a remnant of the 'Metal Wild', a standard lost dog, should have the consciousness of a lost dog. Especially those crazy dogs of the 'Piao Gang', they made the 'Metal Wild'

I have suppressed you for so many years and have always been ruthless and ruthless, so I will not let you go easily."

The boat churned forward, while the sewage was churning, Xi Tuang continued, "But to the official side, you are relatively low-key in 'Metal Wild', you don't have a fatal criminal record, and you have some skills. This kind of

Under the circumstances, if you go in for a few years and you won’t attract anyone’s attention... maybe when you come out a few years later, the Piao Gang will be gone."

This is the survival wisdom of gang members and even suburban residents. There is a difference between being chased and beaten to death by other gang members in the street and spending a few years in jail.

Toba understands this idea, but it doesn’t mean he agrees with it. It’s not that he is afraid of going to jail. In fact, he has already been to the palace twice, and one of them was for a senior executive. Otherwise, even a technical staff would not be so easy to reach the age of thirty.

Becoming a mid-level member of "Metal Wild" before the age of five.

He has more realistic considerations.

"Do you think the 'Piao Gang' has no one in prison? You don't know much about the penetration of your current boss." Dongfan continued to pick at the blood clots on his bangs, his eyes a little distracted, "I have been working in the 'Metal Gang' for many years.

We can see clearly in "Wild" that in terms of top and bottom management, "Piao" can get rid of "Gold" eight streets, otherwise "Metal Wild" wouldn't have received no news last month and collapsed all of a sudden... In fact, these

In the past year, the momentum on both sides has begun to reverse."

Xi Tuang showed his metal teeth again: "I found out that the boss orders a lot of noodles and it's true."

Dongfan looked at the sewage that had been chopped up by the boat in front of him, as well as branches, leaves, plastics and other floating objects. His eyes were still unfocused and he was talking to himself: "The most important thing is that I have to pay back the money, 17254 per month."

Yuan, there are still eight years..."

As he spoke, he touched his head, which had just been opened a few hours ago, and then slid it back, wiping through the thick hair until he reached the back of his head and spine, where there were still slightly rough marks. After a few seconds, he touched it again.

road:

"You know, I have to pay it back even if I die. If that day comes, Qinghui Company will sell my body directly to the 'Piao Gang'. If so, I might as well take the initiative to sell it. However, that is not enough, so I'm gone

, my old lady is almost there; for the same reason, I can't go in either - no prison now pays you a salary, they even ask you to pay money, otherwise, the outcome will still be the 'Piao Gang'."

Si Tuang disagreed: "The prison is not in the western suburbs, so it must have its own channels. You know, as long as there is a way, both living and dead can be sold at a good price."

Dongfan shook his head: "Believe me, in order to ensure their exclusive rights to operate in the western suburbs, the Piao Gang will take over the prison business even if it costs ten times or a hundred times. At least they will fight with other gangs. This is

The 'dot-and-dot' approach."

The main business of the Piao Bang is the trading of "human flesh", both living and dead, and it uses this to expand its upstream and downstream businesses and make friends with customers from all walks of life. It has indeed become prosperous in recent years. Unlike "Metal Wild", which

The "technical route" of illegal transformation of omnipotence and black market trading is like an underground arms dealer. It seems to be high-end, but in the end it repeatedly jumps on the high-voltage line, and an accident leads to a complete collapse.

Whether Dongfan or Xituang, they are all struggling in such a gang environment. Such small talk happens every time, but it is only general talk.

Finally, I have to end with a joke: "You don't trust your mother too much. Didn't Wandi claim to have the protection of the Lord of the Lost Kingdom, and she wanted to find a son of God for you? Maybe she would lead the army of the Lost Kingdom to rob the prison...

"

Wandi is Dongba's mother. She is younger than Xituang, and the two are relatively close to each other. In fact, when Dongba was a child, he once suspected that Xituang might be his mother's regular customer when she was a street girl. However,

When he grows up and matures, he will basically forget about this kind of thing and no longer care about it.

At this time, Dongba shrugged: "It would be good if she can receive relief food from there. She receives it twice a month, one person each time, for three days. This arrangement has moved her for more than three years.

But during this period, she has to pay at least 339 yuan every month until the 339th month... Wouldn't it be nice to have this money in her own hands?"

"339" is a mysterious number proposed by the "Lost Kingdom", which means that it will take three hundred and thirty-nine months for the "Lost Kingdom" to reappear in the world. And all of this comes from the "Lost Kingdom" in 2094

The prophecy of the “Great Return Day”.

Dongba has long been numb to this: "Thinking about how I have to worry about her food for the remaining twenty-four days in prison, I think it's better to save the money."

"However, your mother is currently living in a believer's camp in the Lost Kingdom. To have such a shelter at this time, the tens of thousands of dollars she spent in the previous three years is enough." Amidst the noise of the boat "chugging",

Si Tuang laughed very loudly, "When it comes to prodigality, you are still the number one. At least for the next eight years, every time I compare monthly expenses, you are the one who is embarrassed to see others. You must have been obsessed at the time and thought you were a metal maniac.

Wild' can last forever..."

Dongfan was a little angry: "Bullshit, it's obviously Wu Langxiong, that bastard. Let's show with actions that we believe the gang can last forever."

"You still believe it."

"Guixin, the only thing I didn't expect was that Qinghui Company was not an affiliated company of his, and it didn't collapse because of the gang's demise. It was just out of filial piety that he paid to his superiors... What a fool!"

Donghaan lost control of his emotions as he spoke. He cursed and hit the fiberglass side.

Still feeling uneasy, he turned around and complained again: "And the believer camp, please, is the territory of the Lost Kingdom a place where we can stay for a long time? The 'Lost Country' is not just a joke."

"Then why don't you go and stay with me, or move your mother to another place quickly?"

"How can I accompany you? It's not a place where normal people can stay. And where to go? Those other barren mountains where you can't even set up tents, and people are robbing and killing people at any time? It hasn't stopped raining these days.

She doesn’t have many bones in her body, and she fell down in just one night. When the time comes, I will take her to line up outside the so-called public welfare medical tent to wait for death. Even if she survives and survives in the tent, who will make money? Who will find a backer? Just wait.

This month, Qinghui’s people will come to collect debts? When the time comes, it will be a big deal, why don’t you sell it to the Piao Gang for money?”

Speaking of this, Dongfan became even more anxious.

He has never been someone who has a way to make money, nor is he a smart person, otherwise he would not join a gang. Even if he is satirizing the world and making a few self-deprecating remarks, to put it bluntly, he is just following what others say and pretending to be profound.

.

He could clearly see his family's situation, but he could not find an effective way to deal with it.

Of course he is concerned about his mother, but at the same time he also has to worry about his own property - it is the only support he has to maintain the life and dignity of his mother and son at this stage. And in the western suburbs where the public security environment is extremely bad, he piles all his wealth in one place

Going anywhere is very dangerous, but Tohata has no other choice.

His unlicensed repair shop could at least allow him to offset part of the high interest on the "advanced investment" in precision equipment before he found a new backer.

As for high risk…

Which of these suburban gang members is not a high risk?

Even if you want to keep a low profile and seek stability, his ex-boss Wu Langxiong, who died without a body, will force you to increase leverage and spend heavily until you cannot make ends meet and are insolvent, so that they can better control you and make you accustomed to taking risks.

Dongfan looked at thirty-five years old, but he was used to seeing it. He was used to being stuck in such days and couldn't extricate himself. But now, he seemed to have just woken up from a distorted and chaotic dream, but in his heart

It is full of indescribable heat and an urge to do something and prove something.

How to do it, how to do it...

Dongfan shook his hand heavily and hit it on the dirty water, causing splashes. Then he frowned and cursed:

"It smells like shit, it really stinks!"

Si Tuang laughed hard, but stopped talking, and drove the boat through the complicated waterways.

Dongfan wiped his hands on his clothes and exhaled. He and Xituang had a good relationship, but they shouldn't share joys and sorrows casually. So he also looked around to adjust his mood - this area has two floors

The small buildings have basically been submerged, with most of the roof ridges, antennas, etc. exposed; taller buildings are scattered in the sewage; there are also some collapsed ruins with strange shapes lying in the water.

Inside these buildings and above the ruins, there were still figures of people. Most of them seemed stunned, but there were also some people who looked towards the boat.

They should be familiar with "ferries" like Si Tuang, but those who haven't taken the boat to transfer out yet will basically have to endure it until the water recedes...or become floating corpses. Well, this is the standard

"Depressant" environments, except for things like the Piao Gang, normal people will only feel worse if they watch too much.

Dongfan simply lowered his head, closed his eyes and took a nap.

But not long after, he suddenly slid down and lay directly on the small deck in front of the boat.

Si Tuang was frightened by his sudden movements and subconsciously kicked him with the metal side: "What the hell are you doing? Blackmailing me?"

"Shut up and don't ask for trouble."

Dongfan kicked him back, but there was no need for this kick. Xituang, who had been on the road for almost forty years, had already woken up. He looked up and looked into the distance. It seemed that Dongfan was not in the boat. He was driving his

The boat, which was about to be scrapped, continued to cut through the water along its original route.

After another half minute, Si Tuang finally heard the sound and turned around to look back. He saw a "huge thing" coming out from behind a flooded building they had just passed.

It was a multifunctional amphibious hovercraft that was extremely exaggerated in the current environment. It was about fifteen meters in length and had twin jet propellers standing high in the back. It felt more suitable for surfing on the sea than in this sewage.

Wander.

"Grass!" Situan cursed, "Phospholipid."

He knew why Dongfan was facing a formidable enemy. He met a gang on the road and met enemies on a narrow road. With Dongfan's status as a front and middle manager of "Metal Wild", if anyone recognized him, he would probably knock them over and go to the ball.

But, are Donghaan’s ears and eyes so sensitive?
To be continued...