Chapter 82 The knife is now, see you in the rivers and lakes!
Jin Yuan is dead.
Dali packed his body in a sack he found somewhere and dragged it out of the reception room with one hand. Although he didn't witness Jin Yuan's tragic situation with his own eyes, it still made the gangsters present feel panic and restless.
They knew that Jin Yuan died because of the young man sitting on the chair that originally belonged to Jin Yuan. The leader of the Little Sword Club. His mood was quite complicated. He should not be happy or angry.
With Jin Yuan's death, they lost a strong backer. They didn't know how they would go on in the future. They could only look blankly at Lin Ze, this ruthless young man.
"Can we discuss things now?" Lin Ze lit a cigarette and glanced at everyone present.
"Brother Xiao Lin, if you have anything to say, just say it directly. We can do it without any hesitation." An old gangster said boldly. But there was another meaning hidden in these bold words:
If it can't be done, we definitely won't do it.
Lin Ze didn't know the subtext of this bastard, so he didn't mind. He smiled and said: "From now on, Scar will take this seat. If you don't want to work under Scar, take it and get it from Jin Yuan."
If you are willing to do so, you can also use the space allocated from Jin Yuan to make money. But nominally, you will be under the control of Dao Scar - or, in other words, under the control of Xiaodao Hui."
Hearing this, there was an uproar below.
Is it under the control of Xiao Dao?
In other words, this young man sitting on the Dragon Throne plans to reorganize the Little Knife Club?
If this is the case, these gangsters are naturally unwilling to set up their own business! You know, after you set up your own business, you have to rely on yourself for everything. You have no backing, no backing. If you are bullied, there will be no one to help you seek justice.
This is also the reason why they endured being exploited by Jin Yuan. It is easy to enjoy the shade under the big tree. Although these gangsters have always been trying to make ends meet, they may not be able to live better without Jin Yuan's care.
So as soon as Lin Ze said this, these gangsters were tempted.
But they still want to find out whether there is any essential difference between the Little Knife Club today and the Little Knife Club back then. And will the leader of the Little Knife Club control the situation in this area? The last point is - he will charge
How much is it? Is it the same as a gold dollar, or more than a gold dollar?
You get what you pay for, so they naturally valued Lin Ze more than Jin Yuan. After all, this young man could force Jin Yuan to death by breaking into the tiger's den alone. This courage alone is not something that ordinary elder brothers can match.
Start your own business or join the Knife Club? The only question is how much you have to pay.
"Brother Xiao Lin, the only problem we have now is how much money to pay." Another veteran gangster said with a little hesitation. "After all, we have a lot of brothers who are working for a living. In the past, Jin Yuan exploited
It’s so powerful that it has made life difficult for many of our brothers, so in this regard——”
"As much gold as you want, Scar will only cost you half." Lin Ze waved his hand magnanimously.
There was an uproar again below.
half?
Is it really that good? Or maybe this is just a conspiracy. This unpredictable Xiao Lin has other plans?
Even among the veteran bastards present, no one had ever seen Lin Ze or heard anything about him. Among the huge figures in Huaxin City, only a few internal members of the Little Knife Society had ever seen Lin Ze.
There were only heroes like Qiao Ba left. So they didn't know much about Brother Xiao Lin's behavior. They didn't know whether the leader of the Little Knife Society was an upright brother, or a shady man who liked to play conspiracy.
"Brother Xiao Lin, you are not fooling us, are you? Are you really only paying half?" At this time, Dali, who had finished handling Jin Yuan's body, also ran back and asked with a shy face.
"Xiao Dao will not do the job of killing chickens and retrieving eggs. The more you earn, the more Scar will earn. Even you don't have enough to eat or wear, so what can you give Xiao Dao to make money?" Lin Ze blew out a puff of smoke, quite
With the manner of a big brother on the road, he smiled and said. "The annual division of land has also been changed to what Dali said. There is no need for vicious bidding. You are responsible for profits and losses, but the annual share of the money must be handed over on time. Don't blame the bad situation if you can't make money.
If you can't do this job, you should change your job as soon as possible. To paraphrase Dali, don't occupy the latrine."
Brother Xiao Lin, who had met the legend Dali, actually used his own words. His face could not help but heat up and he became quite shy.
And Lin Ze's words also gave these gangsters a lot of confidence. According to Lin Ze, their lives will be much better in the future. To develop their own places and neighborhoods in the long run, the money they pay is only half of the gold yuan.
, and under the banner of the Knife Club - it’s hard not to get rich!
All the gangsters chatted very politely to Lin Ze, completely forgetting that the young man with a charming smile in front of them had just forced their previous boss to death not long ago.
Uncle Fu said that today's people on the road no longer care about loyalty, and everything is focused on interests. To paraphrase an old-fashioned saying, this world is no longer what it used to be.
Lin Ze was 99% convinced by what Uncle Fu said, but he still had a tenth of an illusion. In other words, there were indeed loyal brothers around Lin Ze.
The priest, the butcher, and Xiao Hei, who was far away in Europe and took over his narrow escape mission - these people were Lin Ze's only friends and brothers.
After the gangsters reached an agreement with Lin Ze, they all left, except Dali who stayed. Lin Ze, who was drinking tea, glanced at him and asked with a smile: "Aren't you going to celebrate with those gangsters?"
"It's boring, they drink too much." Dali walked up to Lin Ze with a shy face, completely different from the upright and awe-inspiring look at the beginning, and said in a flattering manner. "Brother Xiao Lin, can I ask you a favor?"
"As long as it's not a crime or a violation of law or discipline, I'll help wherever I can," Lin Ze said seriously.
"——" He twitched the corner of his mouth vigorously, and then magically took out the paper and pen from his hip pocket, handed it to Lin Ze, and said shyly, "Can you sign your name for me? If you can write "Xiao Dao will do it"
Words, that would be the best.”
When Lin Ze heard this, he couldn't help laughing and said: "You just have a piece of paper? I'm afraid that the signature will not be enough." After saying this, he signed on the paper like a graffiti, and wrote the words of the Little Knife Club: The little knife is here, see you in the world.
It's a very simple vocabulary, but every time Dali repeats this sentence, his blood boils. To be honest, 90% of him embarking on this path was influenced by the Little Knife Club. In his opinion, becoming a member of the Little Knife Club is definitely a blessing.
A supreme honor.
At nine o'clock in the night, Lin Ze was eating the late-night snack that was strongly invited, and received a call from Scar. Scar and his best friend brother had completely cleared out the Jinyuan territory. The hardships were not listed one by one, but in the end Scar was still very proud.
Tell Lin Ze that the reputation of the Little Knife Club is still there. When they heard that the Little Knife Club was planting flags in some places, those brothers immediately defected to Scar. And after those gangsters left the club, they also spread the word to the people below to join the Little Knife Club.
For a time, the news of the resurgence of the knife swept across the North District, and even the big bosses in the South District changed their expressions upon hearing it.
The momentum is quite astonishing.
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In a slightly luxurious study room, the lights are brightly lit, and the interior is decorated in an extremely antique style, with a strong scholarly atmosphere. The middle-aged man on the chair is wearing a Chinese tunic suit, his hair is meticulously combed, and his fair face does not show the signs of time.
The butcher's knife left no trace at all. There was a pair of glasses worn when reading on the tall bridge of the nose, the corners of the mouth were slightly curved, and a string of Buddhist beads was worn on the right wrist. The appearance was slightly elegant. No matter how you look at it, it looks like
A scholar who has been immersed in ancient culture for many years and has profound attainments.
But on the streets of South District of Huaxin City, and even in the business and political circles, no one knows about this underground overlord who takes both black and white - Qiao Ba.
He is forty-eight years old, but since he was eighteen years old, he has devoted himself to the street and engaged in dirty deeds. At the age of twenty, he took a dozen brothers to plant a flag in an entertainment street in the Southern District. Along the way, he was very satisfied with his ambition.
He has experienced many times, and has also been complacent and ambitious. He has also been penniless. To this day, he is already a well-known big brother and a heroic figure in the South District.
There were rumors on the street that he was responsible for the sudden death of the North District leader last year. Unfortunately, this leader's brother could not find any evidence, so he could only grit his teeth and swallow this bad breath.
"Are you sure it's him?" Qiao Ba put down the book in his hand, took off his glasses, and glanced at Li Si with his seemingly clear but bottomless eyes.
Li Si was glanced at by Qiao Ba's captivating eyes and immediately got goosebumps all over his body. He hurriedly said respectfully: "Yes, boss. The knife and appearance are the same as before, but he is more mature and decisive."
." Li paused and then said anxiously. "He also asked me to bring you a message, saying that we could get together and have tea when we have time."
A strange smile appeared on the corner of Qiao Ba's mouth, and he said in a magnetic and low voice: "He is still the same as before, still so straightforward."
"Boss -" Li Si glanced at Qiao Ba hesitantly and said tentatively. "Why don't we gather more people and give him -" Li Si didn't finish what he said, but the movement of the void made Qiao Ba understand.
His thoughts.
"Even vampires can't kill him. Who else can you turn to?" Qiao Ba frowned slightly, as if he didn't want to get entangled with this issue, and said calmly. "As long as he doesn't make any big moves, don't interfere. Just do it with peace of mind.
Just do the task I gave you, and don’t waste your energy thinking about the rest.”
"But after all, he is a knife--"
"It's nothing." Qiao Ba opened his lips slightly and said indifferently. "Three years ago, I was able to destroy the prosperous Little Knife Club. Nowadays, butchers kill pigs, priests kill people, and Lin Ze who came out of prison is just a pawn for rich children.
What else can a bodyguard do? The Little Knife Club may have some weight in the hearts of those big brothers, but in my eyes, it’s just mediocre.”
As Qiao Ba's staff and think tank, Li Si has the obligation to nip any threat to the boss in the bud. But since the boss has spoken in person, he doesn't say much.
For a moment, the study fell into an eerie silence.
