Sometimes the changes in history are often due to a very trivial thing and an equally insignificant person. When we shout all day long and there is no bright spot in everyone's life, we don't know that we may be changing the world.
Brother Thirteen is just a little guy. Even if he breaks the sky, he is just a protection fee collector. Usually he is fine with bluffing others. If there is a fight, it won’t be his turn to take action. Brother Thirteen
Humming a little tune, he drove the car into the garage. It was a simple bungalow converted into a garage. Brother Thirteen added a layer on top of the bungalow and used it as his own nest. After parking the car, Brother Thirteen took out the
After pressing the remote control twice, he turned around magnificently and wanted to go upstairs. At this moment, Brother Thirteen suddenly heard a heavy low groan.
"I wonder, who is playing field games next to my house?" Brother Thirteen curiously walked out of the garage and looked around, but suddenly the sound became heavier, and there was a bang, as if it was being knocked on some kind of iron plate.
Brother Thirteen finally discovered the source of the sound this time, and it turned out to be from the bed of his pickup truck!
Could it be that some wild animal got into my car? Brother Thirteen walked to the side and turned on the light in the garage, then walked cautiously towards the back of the car.
When Brother Thirteen saw the person on the side of the truck clearly, he was really shocked. It turned out to be a person! There was a trace of blood on this person's face, and there was also a pool of blood on the side of the truck.
He was twitching unconsciously on the side of the truck, as if he had been seriously injured.
"Damn it, I just went to the mountains to fight in the field. Do you need someone to give me as a gift? Oh my God." Brother Thirteen wailed depressedly, jumped into the truck, and then stretched out his hand to touch the man's nose.
He explored his mouth.
"I'm still angry. Oh, what a damn bad luck." Brother Thirteen didn't move the man, so he got into the car, started the car, and drove towards the Iron Shou Gang's private hospital.
"Thirteen, it's so late, what are you doing here?" At the entrance of the hospital, Brother Thirteen met people from the Iron Hand Gang, and one of them even said hello to Brother Thirteen.
"It's okay, a friend of mine was hacked." Brother Thirteen made a random excuse. You can't just say that someone fell from the sky and smashed my car, right?
"Where is it? Damn it, there's such a big hole in the chest! Your friend is really unlucky. Send him in quickly." The people who greeted Brother Thirteen also stepped forward to help. This is
The advantage of a small gang is that there are only a few people in total. They are all brothers who have been together, so they will help with anything. If there are big gangs like the Panlong Gang, Zongheng Gang, they have many subordinates, and they are divided into different areas.
Clearly, it would be better if we don't fight for turf, let alone unite, be friendly and help each other.
Everyone hurriedly carried the injured person to the emergency room. The next step was for the doctor. Brother Thirteen was sitting outside the emergency room, flipping through his wallet depressedly. This inexplicable person made Brother Thirteen spend so much money.
It's worth thousands of dollars. This kind of person is really beyond the reach of ordinary people.
Brother Thirteen is feeling depressed here, and Dong Dong is almost in trouble!
"What! You said that Emperor Qing was ambushed and his life or death is unknown?" Ji Dong looked at his men in shock and anger.
"Yes, Qingdi's car was found on the side of the road five kilometers away!" A man in a suit said with his head lowered.
"Holy shit, hurry up and arrange for someone to look for him! Where are his men? Where is that clown?" Ji Dong asked hurriedly.
"The clown had his hands and feet broken and was thrown into the woods."
"Now we're in big trouble." Dong Dong took out a pack of cigarettes from the table and took out one with a slight trembling, "Quick, let me find it right away!"
"yes!"
"Mr. Musashi, I have doubts about your ability~" At the headquarters of the Zongheng Gang, Bai Hu said calmly while holding his mobile phone.
"Mr. Baihu, you didn't tell us in advance that Qingdi had that kind of pill! My men and I were injured because of this. I hope you can give me an explanation." Musashi's tone on the phone was not very good either.
"Oh? I was negligent. However, as the younger brother of Qinglong, it is unjustifiable that Qingdi does not have anything to save his life. None of you thought of this. It only proves that there is still a big problem with your intelligence system.
"Bai Hu signaled the red stick beside him with his eyes, and the red stick stepped forward and massaged Bai Hu obediently.
"Mr. Baihu, according to my estimation, Qingdi has lost almost half of his life. The most likely possibility now is that he has died in a mountain col," Musashi said.
"It's best this way, otherwise it will be difficult for me to be a human being." Bai Hu said and pressed the phone.
"Hong stick, do you think Qing Emperor is still alive?" Bai Hu asked with his eyes closed.
"She should still be alive." Hong Guan nodded seriously.
"Oh why?"
"Because he is Qinglong's younger brother."
"Haha, indeed. You should be prepared. If the matter is revealed, bring someone over directly and kill Musashi."
"yes."
At the same time, in a Ming and Qing Dynasty building in the capital, a man was sitting on the ground with his legs crossed and his eyes closed. From time to time, bursts of green smoke rose from the incense burner next to him. The whole room looked very simple.
There was a light blue sword on his back, and he was sitting there like a statue.
Bang bang bang.
There was a knock on the wooden door.
"Come in."
The man said calmly, his voice was tepid and without any rhythm.
A man walked in from the door and whispered something.
"I understand, go down."
The man's tone did not change at all, and the expression on his face appeared to flicker because of the smoke.
After a while, the man sighed and stood up slowly, his body trembling slightly, as if his feet were numb after sitting alone for a long time.
"Are you going out?" After the man walked out of the wooden door, a man standing with his back against the wooden door asked in a low voice.
"Go." The man only said one word, then ignored the person next to him and slowly walked downstairs.
"Qinglong, kill less people." The man's voice came from behind, a bit ethereal.
"good."
The green dragon appears in this world, and the storm is about to rise.
At this time, Zhao Tiezhu was standing behind Li Ling'er with an embarrassed look on his face.
"Ling'er, let's go home." Zhao Tiezhu smiled bitterly and pulled Li Ling'er.
"No." Li Ling'er opened her gloomy eyes and looked at Zhao Tiezhu and said, "To celebrate that I finally successfully got rid of Qing Emperor, let's have a few more drinks."
"This..." Zhao Tiezhu looked at the three empty bottles on the table. It was so depressing. You drank three bottles and started to drink like crazy. Who wants to drink with you?
"Brother Tiezhu, are you still a man?" Li Ling'er frowned and looked at Zhao Tiezhu, "Ling'er let you kiss me and touch me, so I just let you drink with me. How can you do so many things?"
Woolen cloth."
"In this case, Ling'er, let's go home and drink. After drinking, we can sleep!" Zhao Tiezhu advised.
"Oh, you are still sleeping after drinking. Brother Tiezhu, you are so bad! Ling'er won't sleep with you~! Ling'er wants to sleep with her husband~" Li Ling'er said coquettishly.
Zhao Tiezhu looked at the people around him sheepishly and said, "Everyone, continue, everyone, continue, my friend is drunk, I'm sorry."
The people around him smiled kindly and said nothing.
Zhao Tiezhu directly picked up the drunk Li Ling'er, took a few cans of beer, and drove back to the villa.