As one of the most prosperous areas in Huaxin City, in the past, even at seven o'clock in the morning, there were a large number of citizens and office workers rushing to catch their cars. It is still the same today, and the traffic jam is even more serious than in the past. Normally, there would be a lot of temper.
The irritable office worker kept raising his wrist to check the time with a lot of complaints.
But there was no grumbling today. Through the bus windows, the white-collar workers with sluggish faces due to lack of sleep looked curiously at the motorcade that was hundreds of meters away.
A fleet of black cars, hundreds of meters long, and inside each car was a young man wearing a black suit and black sunglasses. His face was solemn and calm, with no expression on his face.
In addition, nearly half of the cars have a small plaque with engraved fonts fixed on the front.
Myopia cannot see clearly, but people with good eyesight can clearly see the writing engraved on it.
These plaques commemorate those who have passed away in the past three years. Through the content on the plaques, people can see the sensitive words such as 'Little Knife Society', 'Brothers', 'Have a good life'. Most locals in Huaxin City have heard of the name Little Knife Society in San
Of course, Tangkou, which was very popular a few years ago, is very clear about it. However, the white-collar workers who work in the south are not clear about it.
"Did the knife end three years ago? Why did it suddenly appear again now?" A middle-aged man raised his eyes and asked curiously.
The passenger in front of him turned his head and said with a puzzled look on his face: "My cousin is of the same type as these people. They are all street gangsters. I had a drink with him a few days ago and he said that underground forces in this city might appear.
The new change. It is said that a very powerful person has arrived in Huaxin City."
"I know more than you." Another yellow-haired young man with earrings on his ears and tattoos on his arms held a cigarette in his mouth and blew out a puff of pungent smoke. "If any of you live near Zijin Road,
, you should have heard of Brother Scar, right?"
"Are you talking about the guy on Zijin Road?" the middle-aged man asked curiously.
"Does Zijin Road still have two leaders?" The yellow-haired young man sneered, and then said with a look of admiration. "Except for the professional, you are an outsider. You don't know that I know very well. Brother Scar said some time ago
He pulled down his eldest brother Jin Yuan, who controlled a large area of entertainment venues nearby, and became the eldest brother of this area!"
A thirty-year-old white-collar worker in the front row of the middle-aged man asked in confusion: "Does this have anything to do with the situation at hand?"
"You may know that Brother Scar is the leader of Zijin Road, but you don't know -" The yellow-haired young man seemed to be a little afraid and lowered his voice. "Brother Scar was working as a handyman at the Little Knife Club three years ago.
When it collapsed, he re-planted his flag and gradually gained the upper hand on the Purple Gold Road."
"In other words, this grand memorial service was planned by Brother Dao Scar from Zijin Road?" The middle-aged man was amazed.
"On the surface, this is understandable, but in fact, there is a mysterious figure behind Brother Scar. This time Brother Scar was able to stage such a big battle, but it did not cause any media or relevant departments to stop him. You guys
Do you think it's normal?" The yellow-haired young man's voice became softer and softer, as if he was worried that these inside stories would be heard by interested people. However, he couldn't help but have the urge to show off.
Don't tell me, I'm too nervous to hold it in. If I reveal too much, I'm afraid of getting into trouble.
"The mysterious figure standing behind Scar?" The nearby passengers were all curious, but for this group of migrant workers, the big brother on the road was beyond their reach. These days, it is definitely not possible to become a big brother on the road.
You can do it just by being ruthless. You still need to have connections, connections, and skills.
Without any one of them, it will be difficult to get ahead.
"You must be a gangster on the street, right? After such a big incident, you are still sitting here chatting with us instead of watching the excitement?" the middle-aged man asked the young man, who was about the same age as his son.
"I am indeed a gangster on the road." The yellow-haired young man did not mind having his identity revealed at all, and immediately said a little shyly. "This motorcade will go to the tomb area of the south gate. If you can take a taxi, it will cost you 100 yuan."
More. I just need to transfer to a few buses."
"Logically speaking, although it's difficult to make a fortune without being successful, it's not like you can't even afford more than 100 yuan in fares, right?" The middle-aged man didn't realize that these words were heartbreaking.
"Recently, some businesses in this area are happy and some are sad. I originally belonged to the Jin Yuan faction. Since the fall of Jin Yuan, I have had no income for almost a month. I borrowed the expenses this time from my cousin." Huang Mao.
The young man said with longing. "I heard that you can see the mysterious figure standing behind Brother Scar in the cemetery. I just don't know if this mysterious figure will be closed. If so, I will have to spend money to buy it."
A better quality telescope.”
"——"
————
Perhaps to set off the solemn and depressing atmosphere today, there are dark clouds in the sky, as if heavy rain will fall at any time.
Scar put on a dark-colored suit, equipped with a headset and communication tools, and walked into the room surrounded by four men in suits.
People have been coming into this room since three o'clock in the morning. They range in age, some are old and some are young, the oldest is over forty years old and the youngest is less than twenty-five years old. Everyone's face is full of sorrow, and the room is full of mist.
Smoking the acrid smoke, no one opened the curtains or windows. They just lowered their heads and smoked silently.
They all know each other, and it can be said that in this world, these people in the room are their lifelong brothers. But they haven't seen each other for three years, and they didn't immediately go over to exchange greetings.
They don't have this mood, nor do they have this emotion!
Scar opened the door and as soon as he walked in, he bowed deeply to these men who were not well-dressed!
When the four men in suits around him saw this, they also bowed. Although they have not yet figured out why the boss made such an action. But the boss bowed, and the younger ones naturally followed suit.
"Brothers, Scar has been waiting for three years for the opportunity to call you." Scar tried to keep calm, but as soon as his voice came out, he could feel a tremor.
"You are braver than us and more determined than us." The madman puffed out a puff of smoke and said in a downcast voice. "In the past few years, I have been working as a coolie in an auto parts store. I never thought that today would come, and I didn't dare to
think."
"Scar, no matter what, you gave me the chance to be reborn. I want to say to you -" Lao Yao threw down the cigarette butt in his hand, stood up from the chair, bent down, and bowed. "Thank you."
"Thanks."
"Thanks."
There were more than twenty people in the room, not evenly organized, but they bowed to Scar with astonishing momentum.
When Scar saw this, he panicked for a moment and his heart was also confused.
Scar is not an arrogant guy who adds insult to injury. On the contrary, he is incompatible with the profit-seeking atmosphere in today's world. Otherwise, he would never be unwilling to become a subordinate of Jin Yuan just because he came from the Xiao Dao Society.
Bastard.
He wanted to climb up, and he was working hard to climb up. But from the beginning to the end, he regarded the Little Knife Society as his home, and the big brothers of the Little Knife Society as his big brothers in this life. No matter where Dao Scar goes in the future,
No matter how high up they were, the group of men in front of them all had the supreme status in Scar's heart.
Three years ago, when the Xiaodao Society collapsed, Scar did not go abroad and live in seclusion like these big brothers. Instead, he chose the Zijin Road to continue fighting because he refused to admit defeat and was unwilling to accept defeat. He did not think that Xiaodao
There will be no chance to rise again. He doesn't think that the big brothers of the Xiaodao Society will never show up again!
With such a determination, he struggled on Zijin Road for three years. Finally, he waited for Brother Xiao Lin and the news of Brother Xiao Shen and Brother Butcher. Finally - he saw hope!
From Brother Xiao Lin's appearance to the defeat of Jin Yuan, Scar's mouth curled up every night when he went to sleep. He was very happy, he was very happy. The happiest time in his life was the year he spent in the Little Sword Club, and the most difficult thing was
The three years after the collapse of the Little Knife Society. Now, the remaining big brothers of the Little Knife Society are all sitting in the room. Scar wants to slap himself hard to see if this is a dream or real.
Listening to the big brother saying "thank you", Scar's chest was full of mixed feelings, and he couldn't tell what he was feeling.
After three years of hard work, he finally saw hope and the future. Scar's eyes were a little dry and his nose was a little stuffy. He raised his head and tried hard not to let the crystal liquid in his eyes slide down. He was a big, rough and arrogant man.
There is no pretentious behavior, but the feelings are the most real and direct.
After trying hard to contain his restless emotions, Scar gave a brief summary of the memorial service. He was hugged by the big brothers on the shoulders one by one, and then he felt soft under his feet and ordered the four men in suits to go down like a dream.
Arrange cars and clothes.
"Brother Little God, Brother Butcher is here!"
Just as Scar was reminiscing with these big brothers, a Scar's cronies outside the door shouted excitedly.
As soon as these words came out, everyone quickly stood up and looked towards the door.
The priest and the butcher are the two apparent bosses of the Little Knife Society. They are responsible for the establishment and some details of the Little Knife Society. Their combat values are also highly respected by the members of the gang. As for loyalty
Of course, there is no need to mention the degree.
Otherwise, why would several elders of Xiaodao Club fight to the death to send the two bosses away safely three years ago?
For fame? For profit? No! For brotherhood!
As soon as the priest and the butcher appeared, the gang members all looked at the two men, their eyes showing a sense of loss and excitement.
The priest waved his hand slightly to signal them to relax, and turned to Scar and asked Scar, "When will Brother Xiao Lin arrive?"
This is a question that not only the priests and butchers want to know, but the gang members are also eager to know. What does Brother Xiao Lin mean in the Little Knife Society? He is the spiritual leader, the leader of the Little Knife Society, and the backbone of the Little Knife Society. Even though he rarely shows up, he
His righteousness, heroism, and courage have long remained in the hearts of these members.
As soon as the priest said this, the gang members also looked at Scar.
"I am coming."
Just as Scar was about to answer, the door was pushed open, and Lin Ze, dressed in formal clothes, walked in slowly. His chiseled face was very calm, and there was nothing strange about it. But there was a hint of difficulty in his deep eyes.
The perceived sadness and—guilt!
~~
The second update is coming, there is another chapter tonight. I found that the scheduled update is always delayed. Well, I will check it at this time when it is scheduled in the future. If it is hidden, I will update it manually. Monday, please support Feifei as soon as possible.
