The darkest sky before dawn receded quietly like splashed ink meeting water, and bright light suddenly appeared in the distant sky like white water. Outside the 110 Novice Village, there was an area called the origin of bandits by players.
On the bed, Murong Xiaotian was sitting cross-legged on the ground. Of course, he was not naked, at least he still had a pair of narrow underwear.
Yesterday, the joy of getting the Blood Eye Stone from the old miner had been completely tortured by the horse-headed monster. His sweaty chest rose and fell with the sound of heavy breathing.
"Damn, two more times. Is this the limit?" Murong Xiaotian stared at the twenty-odd horse-headed monsters not far away and gritted his teeth. Yesterday, there was a lot of delay because of the old miner.
Due to the time, I had to change my plan to have dinner and stay up all night. After more than ten hours of hard work, the result was the same as the previous day, and I failed twice.
Sweat flowed down his forehead and into his eyes, and the burning discomfort made Murong Xiaotian slightly close his eyes. He stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat from his face, and the back of his hand calmly crossed the eye-catching scar. For a moment of slight pause, the memory was like a thread.
It made my heart spasm. The past slowly blurred my vision, and a scene that had been dormant for many years emerged in my mind...
"Peng" Seventeen-year-old Murong Xiaotian punched the table and said fiercely: "Stop talking anymore, I will take over this job. If anyone wants to argue with me again, I will fall out with him."
The old square table trembled slightly due to the violent vibrations. The dim light made Murong Xiaotian's delicate and elegant face look a little ferocious in the room filled with cigarette smoke.
"Then, let Boss Guan decide," Eyu, who was sitting opposite Murong Xiaotian, picked up the wine bowl on the table and drank it all in one gulp, and said slowly in a low voice.
There were some dishes scattered on the table. In addition to Murong Xiaotian and the thin man named Eyu, there were also a big man with shawl hair and a beard sitting on the table, and a man with a shaved head.
After listening to Eyu's words, several people looked at the shabby sofa not far away.
Through the dim light, I saw a middle-aged man in his thirties sitting on the sofa, with a wolf-like fierceness and cunningness in his eyes. On his upper body, there were embroidered tattoos and a deep-set face.
His face became even more gloomy.
"Tianzi will do this work, and you, Eyu, will cooperate." Boss Guan's voice was low and hoarse.
"Damn, give him all the good work, I don't have any money to play with women anymore," the bald man took two strong puffs of his cigarette and muttered in a low voice with dissatisfaction.
"Shut the hell up, what the hell do you know besides crawling around women all day long?" Boss Guan jumped up from the sofa and looked at the bald head coldly, with a sharp cold light in his eyes.
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The bald man shivered all over, lowered his head, and did not dare to say a word.
"Haizi, you and the big bald head go ahead and go ahead. I have something to tell them," Mr. Guan's voice softened a lot, but it was still so cold.
"Oh," the big man with long hair and shawl responded, stood up and left the room with his bald head.
Watching the two people leave, Mr. Guan's frozen face showed a little warmth. He walked to the table, picked up an open bottle of strong liquor and drank it hard.
"Bump", he placed the wine bottle heavily on the table. Mr. Guan let out a long breath and sat down slowly.
"Brother Guan, come here, I respect you," Murong Xiaotian picked up the wine bowl and looked at Brother Guan calmly.
"Tianzi, do you know why I don't let you and the crocodile do the jobs that cost people's lives?" Boss Guan waved his hand to Murong Xiaotian, signaling him to put down his wine bowl.
"I know, you are afraid that we will be saddled with a murder case and sink deeper and deeper into this quagmire," Murong Xiaotian put down his wine bowl and looked into Mr. Guan's eyes with gratitude. He has been following Mr. Guan since he started two years ago.
Since then, Mr. Guan has really taken good care of himself and the crocodile.
"It's good that you know," Mr. Guan nodded, and then turned to look at the crocodile: "Among the five of us, Haizi is an orphan, carefree, and born with no brains. He can't cut off his head without scarring the size of a bowl.
And the dead bald man is a scumbag at his core, a fucking scumbag by nature. As for me?" Boss Guan shook his head, with a wry smile on his face, showing helplessness: "As for me? I can be called a heinous sinner, and I can't be blamed for it at all.
It’s not a thing.”
Murong Xiaotian looked at Boss Guan quietly, his face calm and without any expression. The crocodile had a gloomy face, and his eyes were so deep that he could not see the bottom.
Boss Guan grabbed a sea bowl, filled it with wine, drank it all in one gulp, and said in a deep voice: "Haizi, Baldhead and I each carry more than a dozen life debts on our bodies. This is the end of our lives."
, he was either hacked to death or damned shot, my grandmother has nothing to say, she was appointed. But," Mr. Guan paused slightly, and his voice suddenly became louder: "But, you two are different.
We are different. You, Murong Xiaotian, want to support your younger brothers and sisters so that they can go to the best schools and receive the best education. And you, Du Mingyuan, want to make money to treat your blind sister. I, Boss Guan, can't watch this.
You two jump into the fire pit,"
"Brother Guan, we will never be able to repay your kindness to me and Mingyuan in this life. Come on, let us respect you." Murong Xiaotian picked up the wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp. The corner of the crocodile's mouth twitched slightly, and he still said something.
He didn't say anything, he just silently picked up the bowl and drank it in one gulp.
Boss Guan glanced at the two of them, with a gentle smile on his face. He returned the favor, opened his mouth to drink, and said, "This time, the customer is asking for 200,000 yuan to buy the hand of my opponent."
"So high?" Murong Xiaotian was a little surprised!
"High?" Boss Guan squeezed out a wry smile, with a solemn expression on his face: "I'll buy the other person's hand for 200,000, but it also depends on whose hand it is!"
"Whose hand?" the crocodile, who had been silent, asked in a deep voice.
"Fat Li"
In an instant, the air in the room condensed, and a chill suddenly rose in the room filled with the smell of alcohol.
"Is it him?" Murong Xiaotian frowned.
The crocodile also looked solemn.
Boss Guan nodded slowly and said seriously: "So, you have to make a detailed plan this time. You must do it quickly, ruthlessly, and accurately. There must be no sloppiness in the slightest."
Murong Xiaotian and Crocodile both nodded thoughtfully.
"In addition," Boss Guan saw that the matter had been explained clearly and changed the topic: "After this matter is over, you two should leave here immediately, withdraw from the circle, and go to engage in legitimate business."
"What?" Murong Xiaotian and Du Mingyuan both screamed at the same time.
"Hey" Boss Guan stared at the two of them for a while, sighed, and said helplessly: "It's not that I want to drive you away, but our affairs have already leaked!"
Murong Xiaotian and Crocodile both fell silent. Now that things have begun to be revealed and they are being targeted by the police, making such a decision is probably the best choice!
In the air filled with smoke and alcohol, there is a heaviness and a few wild hearts. In this frozen depression, they are restless, beating, beating...
