Chapter 8 The Black Mark
The sun was shining brightly outside, and the three brothers, Er Pang, Geng Mo, and Xiao Fei, were sweating and crowded in the small ATM room of the bank, dumbfounded! . . .
"Wipe! Did you read that right?!" Erpang swallowed hard and made a loud gulp sound.
Xiaofei almost stuck his glasses on the display screen of the cash machine, but Geng Mo pulled him over and tremblingly clicked several times before withdrawing the card.
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From time to time, passersby glanced over and saw the three brothers squatting outside the bank smoking. It took them a long time to calm down.
"How can you lose so much?!" Xiao Fei still hasn't recovered yet.
"You think that's too much?" Erpang squinted at him.
"How can you? Fat brother." Chen Xiaofei turned around and handed Geng Mo a 'He Tian Xia' with a swish smile. This was what he had just gone to the canteen to buy. When he saw Geng Mo holding it in his mouth, he was very excited again.
He got angry because of the flattery: "Now we are also the ones who have established a relationship with the deputy mayor. How powerful is it? I even left his phone number. From now on, we will be considered as members of his faction. Hehe, what will we do in the future?
Things are not going well."
"You're kidding me!" Geng Mo smiled, Xiao Fei loves to show off and brag, but he doesn't know that he is his own brother, it's no big deal.
Besides, who doesn’t have some minor problems?
The reunion of the brothers made Geng Mo, who had been extremely depressed during this period, feel a little relieved.
Yes, once you have money, you will have more time to find Inoue. Thinking of this, Geng Mo's heart started to burn again!
"Brother Lu, what's wrong with you?" Xiao Fei asked.
Geng Mo took a deep breath and grinned: "It's okay."
"Donkey..." Erpang opened his mouth and blew out a smoke ring, and then took another strong puff. This good smoke is so powerful.
"Um?"
"How about I squat at the intersection of Minzhu Street for a few days, and maybe I'll run into something like this."
"Hey, yes, yes... Fat brother, take me with you, I'll go too!"
"Go away," Geng Mo stood up. His figure looked unusually tall in the sun. He flicked the cigarette butt far away coolly: "Brothers, let's go!"
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In a beef rice noodle restaurant not far from the bank, Erpang and Xiaofei watched in horror as Geng Mo was reincarnated as a starving ghost and finished ten bowls of beef noodles in one go, not even leaving any soup!
That big bowl is quite heavy. Even the migrant workers working hard at the construction site couldn't finish three bowls!
"Can I eat better than you?" Xiaofei looked at Erpang timidly.
"Get out!" Erpang yelled at him with his eyes wide open: "The labor and management can only eat one bowl!"
"grass!"
"Fuck you, J.B." Er Pang Leng rolled his eyes and said, "Did you know that your fat brother is losing weight recently?!"
"Pay the bill." Geng Mo wiped his mouth with a tissue and said to them in a Buddhist manner.
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"Sir, what kind of business do you handle?" A pleasant voice came, followed by a decent-looking bank lady, who seemed to be a manager or something.
"Withdraw money!" Geng Mo's words were simple and clear, while the fat and thin people behind him were as nervous as bodyguards.
The two young men had solemn faces and said nothing... Those who didn't know better thought the three young men were here to rob the bank.
"Oh," the female manager nodded dully, and looked a little confused behind the young man. The two guys standing upright were stunned for a while before they realized: "If you want to withdraw money, please go over there and get the number.
"After saying that, he turned around with a dark face and prepared to leave.
"I'll take two million."
"What?"
"What...?!"
This time, not only the pretty bank manager was stunned, Erpang and Xiaofei were also confused.
In a corner of the bank, there was a middle-aged man wearing very ordinary clothes. He was the kind of man who wouldn't stand out among the crowd.
He was sitting at the waiting table, holding the headset in his collar without leaving a trace, and muttering something softly.
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In the VIP customer room behind the bank, Geng Mo angrily pushed two thick wads of money sealed in large brown paper in front of Erpang and Xiaofei, one million in each package.
Er Pang hesitated and accepted it.
These days, people are so sophisticated that you don’t even need to borrow money from your wife!
However, he, the fat man, won the donkey's friendship!
Speaking of which, the environment of the three brothers is not very good, otherwise they would not be able to play so well in the past few years.
Erpang and Xiaofei also rushed to the window to wire money home and deposit the rest in the bank.
Haha, you guys are already people with savings after all.
"What are you going to do now?" Er Pang looked at Geng Mo, then raised his wrist to look at his watch. It was just one o'clock in the afternoon.
...
The three of them have been hanging out together since the first day of junior high school, but they are usually used to listening to Geng Mo on all matters, big or small.
how to say?
Regardless of his identity as a warrior, this halo is not uncommon in No. 2 Middle School.
The main thing is that some people have a kind of leadership temperament, and this kind of temperament has nothing to do with the innate bastard temperament.
Geng Mo has dared to wander alone in the mountains and forests since he was a child. He must be brave!
If you are not careful, you have already been killed by those snakes, jackals, bears and leopards in the mountains.
The most important thing is that he is convincing in everything he does, and you will feel particularly comfortable when you are with him.
The most important thing is that the three brothers don't have any money, so they can get along with each other in temperament, right?
"What else are you going to do?" Geng Mo raised his eyebrows at Erpang, hugged Xiao Fei and said, "Let's go spend some money!"
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The three brothers took a taxi and soon arrived at Jiangcheng's World Trade Plaza in Jinsha District, a world-class shopping mall filled with a dazzling array of luxury goods.
The three brothers raised their bodies and strode in.
Er Pang and Xiao Fei picked out a bunch of flashy clothes, but Geng Mo chose two pairs of durable mountaineering clothes, which were just enough for a change of clothes.
...
At around five o'clock, in the gorgeous VIP steam room, steam was swirling, and Geng Mo had a warm towel covering his eyes.
While changing clothes in the locker room of the World Trade Center, he suddenly discovered that a small black patch had appeared on his left chest.
The mark is about the size of a little finger, vaguely like a small black cloud, and if you look closely, it looks like a small black dragon.
At first, he thought it was a mud stain or something... Later, his skin turned red and he couldn't get it off, and when he rubbed it again, he felt like it was connected to his heart.
That kind of throbbing in the soul goes deep into the bone marrow.
What's even stranger is that after this car accident, Geng Mo felt that his already strong body now looked more streamlined.
Chapter completed!