"Where is the boss?"

"The boss is dead."

"Where is Brother Huan?"

"Dead too."

"Uncle Rong, Uncle Guo, Uncle Huang, Brother Caitou..."

"The boss's table is all dead, and none of the guys who can hold guns seem to survive."

More than twenty people were talking in and out of the lobby, whispering around and peeking around.

Everyone had a look of shock on their faces, but they also felt a sense of excitement and excitement of surviving and escaping from ascension to heaven.

When everyone's eyes met the blue figure, they would subconsciously show a look of awe, or quickly lower their eyes and dare not look directly.

Next to Guan Luoyang was the youngest rescued young man standing, questioning.

"Are you sure they haven't sold it?"

This young man was the first person to talk to Guan Luoyang on the table, but now, he dare not pretend to be a big brother and call him "Xiao Guan".

His eyes were vaguely swept the crowd over there, swallowing his saliva and said, "But maybe not, I haven't touched it anyway!"

There was a middle-aged man with oily hair with deep eye sockets. He was wearing a short-sleeved shirt and stood up from the crowd and said, "Guan... Guan... Xiao Jiang is actually not very good at gangs. No one can recognize everyone, but I know everyone here, so I rely on my seniority to be a guarantee."

"Those twenty brothers, let alone sold them, have never even sucked them. That thing is so expensive. The ones who handled Boss Yan's confidant and veteran. Like us, we usually help to see the venue and collect protection fees, and we can't even get a gun."

Xiao Jiang was talking to her: "Brother An is very popular, and what he said is definitely not fake."

Many of the others nodded.

Guan Luoyang pondered for a while and said, "Okay, then you can wait here."

Xiao Jiang was a little confused: "What are you waiting for?"

Guan Luoyang pointed to the corpses all over the ground and asked, "Isn't anyone here to deal with this kind of thing?"

Brother An quickly said, "Oh, this. We transported the bodies to the patrol team like gang fights. For example, these members who have registered in the gang also have files in the patrol team. If they are injured and killed, they will not take the initiative to take care of them."

Guan Luoyang's eyes widened a little, his mouth also opened, but in the end he didn't say anything.

He found himself taking it for granted. He shouldn't have been because, I heard that this was in 1999, and after coming here, I came into contact with Chinese people, so I directly incorporated my original hometown and the style of that era.

After all, this is a world with mechanical transformation, which is completely different from its own hometown. Moreover, in the mission background, Singapore and Malaysia clearly state that it is a social state of gangs.

It's really... I can't think too well about this place.

When Guan Luoyang adjusted his mentality, the brother An said again: "But just let them do this kind of thing. Of course, you don't have to worry about it, boss. You are tired today, so I'll take you to rest."

Guan Luoyang glanced at him, thought for a moment, and agreed to his actions.

Brother An immediately touched Yan Xiong's body for a few times, took out two sets of keys, and then loudly ordered the brothers to clean up the place before dawn.

"I'll take the boss back with Xiao Jiang."

"The bodies of Yan Xiong and the Black Spider are kept, and the guns are taken together, so I will take them away."

After Guan Luoyang gave a few words of advice, he followed the two of them out of the hotel with a knife in one hand and a large pocket of gun in the other.

The fresh air without the smell of blood outside penetrated into the nose, making people feel clear.

There is a big road in front of the door, with buildings around it, but almost all the lights have been turned off and there is nothing left.

Only under the street lights in the distance were two black and white short-sleeved uniforms and rubber sticks under their armpits.

Brother An went over to chat with them for a few words and lit a cigarette.

"It's over inside? Look at you, Lao An, you won!"

"I ask our new boss to be blessed. After the black spider killed Boss Yan, we were eliminated by our new boss..."

Lao An made a move to wipe his neck.

The patrol team looked here in surprise for a while.

"I've completed the transformation at such a young age. I'm afraid there's nothing else. But you're really moving tonight. Not only are we staring at me, but our superiors are probably waiting for news."

"I understand. If you have time, please treat you to tea. We will have someone to go to the patrol team to talk tomorrow morning."

Guan Luoyang could still hear their conversation at this distance.

After Lao An came back, he drove a car with skillful skills and steady driving, but his arms on the steering wheel were covered with tattoos until his wrist position, and his palms were missing a small finger.

After driving Guan Luoyang and Xiao Jiang for less than ten minutes, we arrived at a small apartment building with only three floors.

The courtyard in front of the first floor is a garden-like layout, with a garage on the side, a large balcony on the second and third floors, and a few pots of flowers and plants are placed on the concrete railings.

After looking for the key and opening the door, the chandelier on the ceiling was turned on, and a living room with exquisite decoration was displayed in front of you.

Although the black-shelled TV in the burgundy solid wood cabinet is relatively old-fashioned for Guan Luoyang, the decoration style is not old-fashioned.

Crystal chandeliers, beige balls of flowers and cloud pattern ceilings, the tiles on the floor and the walls are shiny, a set of sofas, tempered glass coffee tables, rockery stones in the corners, and potted plants are embellished.

Lao An asked Xiao Jiang to boil some hot water.

"This place was originally the place where Boss Yan was. He had no wife and children. In addition to himself, there were several leaders who often came here. The accountants in the gang lived here. I have been here a few times and knew some layouts. Do you think you should go find the safe first or..."

Lao An kept talking, Guan Luoyang threw the knife to the coffee table, and his voice paused and looked over nervously.

Guan Luoyang sat down on the sofa, picked up an orange in the fruit plate, and said, "Boss Yan is dead, it seems that few of you are sad?"

Lao An thought about it in his heart and said carefully: "To be honest, our group is not considered Boss Yan's confidant, and the relationship is not very close. If you calm down, you may feel a little sad when you recall it. It is unlikely that you will be sincerely sad."

"Besides, the boss is good at Xinma and his brothers are also very capable, and they have face and guarantees. If you show your true skills today, we will still have the backbone. Losing Boss Yan will be even less important to us."

He was unhappy when he spoke every sentence, and he was still measuring it in his mind. He could not make people like him look too cold or too fake.

The key point is that Lao An only now realizes that his impression of Guan Luoyang is really thin. This person seems to have no sense of existence in normal times, and his days to join the gang are short. He doesn't know which kind of rhetoric this person would like.

I had to say a little while and seek nothing but no mistakes.

After hearing him, Guan Luoyang silently peeled the oranges and did not answer for a while.

He only raised his head and said, "Sit down."

Lao An sat down, and his mood seemed to be sitting with him, completely stabilizing. He vaguely felt that the other party accepted his behavior of taking the opportunity to climb up.

Guan Luoyang divided the oranges into two halves, threw half of them into his mouth, chewed them for a few times, swallowed the juice, and said, "Okay, I want them all. You seem to know a lot. Let me first tell me what industries this gang originally involved."

Lao An thoughtfully said: "Lending, collecting debts, collecting protection fees, selling fans, and even investing in some movie crews. The original staff in our gang was only 80, and it only involved these aspects. However, the specific business details are only recorded by Accountant Huan, and he originally lived on the second floor."

Speaking of this, his expression was obviously different, saying, "If I take over the position of accounting, I will be able to sort out all aspects of business by tomorrow afternoon at the latest."

Guan Luoyang carefully looked at the middle-aged man with greasy hair and haggard facial features, and said unexpectedly: "Have you been an accountant?"

"I am from Xinma Port University and graduated from accounting major. When I was young, I rely on this to support my family."

Lao An raised his arm with a wry smile and said, "The hands were also tender and tender at the beginning. They dealt with the pen and ink account book and even got a beautiful wife."

"Unfortunately, because there were too many Chinese people in Singapore and the allies of East Kaliman were worried that it would affect the status of their local ruling party. After several negotiations, Singapore and Malaysia became independent."

"It's just such a big place, it's nominally a country. People are in panic. I don't know how many people's jobs have been squeezed out. At that time, I was just adding new employees to my family. I heard that the gang's life is getting more and more prosperous, so I looked for this way everywhere."

"I had tattoos with two arms, and I got so hard that I chopped off a little finger and gave it to the boss. Later, his mother knew that his mother was the rule of the Japanese gang, alas!"

Lao An sighed, realizing that he seemed to have said too much nonsense, and said, "I still have a certificate at home, and my mind has not rusted over the years. As long as you are willing to give me a chance, I will definitely be able to do this well."

"Okay, then you can do this first and give me a clear form tomorrow."

Guan Luoyang threw the half orange to him and said, "Is there a study in this place? It's better to be a serious book to tell the history, customs and customs of this place."

Lao An caught Orange and was stunned for a moment: "This seems not to be available. They don't even read books. At most, they open TV to watch news. But there is a bookstore on the street, so I'll ask someone to buy it tomorrow."

"What, reading?"

Xiao Jiang came out with hot water. When he heard this, he immediately shouted, "I have books at home. I have so many books at home. Brother Luo, wait for me for a while, and I will go back to get it now."

He put down the hot water, rushed out all the way.
Chapter completed!