Scar sat behind the desk with an indifferent expression, staring at a roster on the desk, including the gangsters who had taken root in the North District under his banner, as well as his direct subordinates who had run the business.
Every successful or high-ranking person seems to have a consensus: to have a sturdy and tasteful desk.
He flipped through the roster, like an accomplished calligrapher, drawing circles on the roster, his expression solemn and meticulous.
"Rody, you take eight brothers and three new members of the Little Knife Club to protect the gangsters on Yuanhu Road." Scar didn't even raise his head, concentrating on making circles.
"Yes!" Standing in the crowd in front of the table, Roddy took the order and looked very grim.
"Madman, you bring ten brothers and two core members of the Little Knife Society to protect several important leaders in South Street." Scar said in an indifferent tone.
Under Lin Ze's explanation, Scar understood that as a good leader, he must not affect his plans because of his respect for the core members - this is extremely stupid behavior!
In normal times, he can treat them with the most amiable attitude. But when there is a task, he must use their energy to the extreme! And now, it is the time when their efforts are needed!
"Copy that!" The madman turned around resolutely and led the crowd away.
"Old Yao led more than ten brothers and five core members to protect the street. There is no room for error!" Scar slowly raised his head and said calmly. "They are all carrying the banner of the Little Knife Society to make money. Something happened.
It’s Xiaodaohui’s face that I’m being hit with!”
"So, we must ensure their safety!" Scar said every word.
"Okay!" Lao Yao took the order and left, looking indifferent.
The originally dark study became empty, with only the former eldest brother of the Knife Club, the priest and the butcher sitting on one side of the chair smoking.
Facing these two former bosses, Scar still couldn't bear the attitude of giving orders to a backbone like crazy old Yao. He put down his pen and said calmly: "Two bosses - I want to trouble you to take action this time."
"Tell me, what are you doing?" the priest puffed out a puff of smoke and asked lightly.
"Patroling between several areas, wherever there is danger, I hope the two bosses can arrive as soon as possible." Scar said awkwardly.
"No problem." The priest stubbed out his cigarette butts, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes, and said calmly, "Scar, when doing big things, don't stick to small details."
Scar nodded gratefully and said happily: "Thank you, Brother Xiaoshen."
"Let's go." The priest stood up and walked out side by side with the butcher.
Scar let out a sigh of relief and looked quite sleepy.
It's not easy to be the boss.
It’s hard to be.
All the things are crowded in his mind, as if it is about to burst. But no matter what, this matter was handed down by Brother Xiao Lin personally. He has to do it and must handle it properly.
Protecting the safety of those gangsters is the most important thing at the moment.
One assassination may not lead to a second assassination. According to Brother Xiao Lin's calculation, there will be a second assassination even tonight.
Brother Xiao Lin said to endure it until Qiao Ba gets upset!
Scar will do whatever Brother Xiao Lin says. During this period of time, under the influence of Brother Xiao Lin, Scar can clearly feel his progress. Even the priest and the butcher praised him highly.
"Brother Xiao Lin, I, Scar, will never let you down!" Scar made a fist in his hand and spoke forcefully.
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"Beast, what's for dinner tonight?" Han Xiaoyi took small steps and twisted her waist to the kitchen. She stood on tiptoe and put her pink arms around Lin Ze's neck, like a mountain king.
Lin Ze, who was wearing an apron, grabbed the towel on his shoulder and wiped the sweat on his forehead, took a puff of his cigarette and said, "Dabu's dog meat hot pot."
"Eating dog meat again?" Han Xiaoyi said angrily. "You don't know how to care for animals!"
"Hey, you ate better than anyone else that day." Lin Ze retorted.
"That's because-" Han Xiaoyi paused and said sarcastically. "Who told you to cook it so delicious?"
"Today's food tastes better. Go get two bottles of high-concentration liquor." Lin Ze said.
"Bah, I'm not your little brother!" Han Xiaoyi said displeased.
"Miss, do you still want to eat the delicious dog meat hot pot?" Lin Ze threatened.
"You're cruel!" Han Xiaoyi raised her middle finger, stepped on flip-flops, and went rummaging through the boxes.
After cooking the dog meat and preparing some fresh vegetables to be boiled, Lin Ze arranged them in the living room, sat down with a happy face, and tasted a piece first.
"It's chewy and extremely spicy. What a wonderful word!" Lin Ze became more and more satisfied with his cooking skills.
"Beasts, be careful when stealing food!" Han Xiaoyi came over cursing while carrying two bottles of Wuliangye.
"I ate openly, where could I eat secretly?" Lin Ze crossed his legs and pointed at the wine glass on the coffee table. "Sister, fill it up for me."
"Hmph. Pour it yourself." Han Xiaoyi threw the liquor on the coffee table and opened a bottle of Wong Lo Kat by herself.
Although she is not worried at all about getting angry after eating hot dog meat hot pot at night, as a girl, how is it appropriate to eat dog meat hot pot and drink white wine at night?
The eldest lady of the Han family must maintain the last bit of reserve as a girl and must not let this beast treat her like a man.
The two of them sat around the hot pot, eating and drinking, talking and laughing. Brother Xiao Lin kept making witty remarks, making the eldest lady of the Han family smile and show off her flowers without restraint. Occasionally, she would be offended by Brother Xiao Lin's dirty jokes.
His face was red, his ears were red, he was stamping his feet and cursing.
It was cold and windy outside, but inside the house was filled with laughter and a harmonious atmosphere.
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boom!
Buzz!
Dazzling bolts of lightning split open the black curtain, and thunder suddenly sounded, like a roaring war drum, sounding the prelude to a bloody battle!
After the continuous thunder and lightning, the heavy rain fell. The hurried citizens walking on the street walked faster and more urgently. They pulled up their collars or bags to protect themselves from the rain.
An apartment on Yizi Street.
Dali fetched two bottles of spirits, smiled and walked towards old Yao Xing, saying: "Brother Yao, come, drink some wine to warm your stomach."
Lao Yao happily accepted it, smoking a cigarette and drinking wine with a stack of peanuts, his expression calm, but his eyes sharply scanned every entrance of the apartment.
There were more than ten people holding hands inside and outside the house. With such a formation to protect Dali, it can be seen that in Scar's heart, Dali's status was very good.
He is the first bastard to stand up and be dissatisfied with Jin Yuan, and he is also the youngest and most powerful among all the bastards. And according to Lin Ze's observation, he is also the most loyal to the Little Sword Society. Not to mention the others.
The big bastards are disloyal to the Little Sword Society. But compared to Dali, their bargaining chips for betraying the Little Sword Society are lower than Dali!
How much you give, how much you will get in return!
This principle is applicable in any circle. When Dali saw Lao Yao, the veteran figure of the Little Knife Society, he had a stern look on his face. He couldn't help but light a cigarette and said helplessly: "Brother Yao, are you too worried? You just killed a few gangsters yesterday.
Son, do they still dare to commit crimes today?"
"Nothing is absolute." Old Yao said calmly.
"That being the case, I will keep it safe so that they never return and avenge their dead brothers!" Dali said coldly.
"You carry the banner of the Little Knife Club and come out to make money, Brother Scar has the responsibility to protect your safety." Lao Yao said calmly.
"Doesn't it mean that all the big bastards tonight will be protected by small swordsmen and horses?" Dali said in a stunned tone.
"Yes." Old Yao nodded.
Dali immediately became excited. He patted the table and said, "Based on Brother Scar's thoughts, unless I die, I will follow Brother Scar for the rest of my life!"
Lao Yao nodded and smiled. Just as he was about to say something, his brows suddenly wrinkled.
"Someone is coming!" When he said this, he stood up suddenly, walked quickly to the window, and pulled a corner of the curtain.
Outside the window, three black shadows came running at extremely fast speeds. Before anyone could reach the door, they were blocked by a group of street gangsters lurking nearby.
Phew!
Blood sprayed out, and those who stood in the way were massacred by these three figures just by looking at them. The speed of the attack was moving!
"Are they coming?" Dali also walked to the window and glanced at the movement outside the window. He couldn't help but frown and frowned. "No wonder those gangsters can be assassinated silently, even their closest subordinates.
You can’t even notice it. They are indeed a bunch of masters!”
"So, letting your men protect you is like adding a few more undead souls." Old Yao said calmly.
In the blink of an eye, several more brothers on the road were killed. Old Yao raised his eyebrows even higher.
Judging from the movements of these three black figures, they are not like ordinary killers. The priest has been a killer. He once said that the most important thing for a killer is the target, so when performing tasks, he will try not to pay too much attention to other things.
Spend time. Arrive in front of the target with the fastest and most agile speed and kill it with one blow.
But these three shadows used extremely rough movements to kill those gangsters.
Not a killer?
Maybe not. No matter who it is, Lao Yao will not let them succeed.
When the last gangster fell, Lao Yao closed the curtains and stared at the door with an indifferent expression.
Bang!
The door was kicked open, and the strong and strong door seemed to be kicked away. It can be seen that this kick was extremely powerful.
These three people were all dressed in black, and the rain had soaked their clothes. The mixture of blood and rain looked quite terrifying.
They were tall, with only one pair of eyes exposed - in fact, their eyes were sunken and the color was weird, and they didn't look like Asians!
"How many of you are here? We're here late at night. We don't have anything to entertain you. Why don't you have a glass of strong wine to moisten your throat?" Old Yao picked up a glass of strong wine and said calmly.
As soon as he made a move, five core members rushed out from the bedroom, kitchen, and bathroom in an instant, surrounded the three people, and blocked all exits. It seemed that they had no intention of letting the three people escape intact!
The three people didn't pay any attention to each other, they just looked at each other, clenched their sabers in their hands, and stared directly at Dali. They bent down and swooped in!
Almost at the same time, Lao Yao sent out a text message he had already written.
This was what Scar personally told him before he left. Regardless of whether he was able to protect Dali or not, he must pass on the signal to the two patrolling brothers!
"kill!"
After handling it properly, Lao Yao let out a loud shout, and six core members of the Knife Association took out handleless knives from their waists and rushed forward with murderous expressions on their faces!
