Chapter Thirty-Two: New Record of Wind and Cloud in Baishi (Part 1)
On New Year's Day of the Russian calendar, the house was officially delivered.
There are three floors above ground and one underground floor.
The total area is more than 1,900 square meters, with water, electricity and three connections.
The hard decoration is relatively plain, and the beige color after condensation of sea cloud stone has a unique flavor.
Except for the furniture, everything else is intact.
After Lao Bai completed the acceptance inspection, he paid the remaining payment as promised.
Next, purchasing things and transporting arms are also a lot of trouble.
Lao Bai took the twins to purchase goods, Chen Mo, Zheng Qiuhong and Luna were responsible for decoration, purchase and installation, and Mengren went to transport the arms.
The whole store was busy.
He went to the furniture store in District D and selected tables, chairs and bar counters. In order to save on loading and unloading fees, Chen Mo drove a large trailer pulling exoskeleton armor back and forth to load and unload the goods.
It took six trips to finish everything, and Chen Mo was as tired as a dead dog.
After saying hello to the two women, Chen Mo ran to the third floor and turned on the corpse mode.
After Lao Bai finished purchasing the goods, he saw no sign of Chen Mo when he returned home. When he asked, he found out that he had unloaded the six carts of goods himself. He cursed that he was not afraid of being exhausted, and started to decorate his home with others.
Decorating such a big house is tiring.
After cleaning it for a long time, I only finished less than half of it.
At eight o'clock in the evening, the new home opened fire, and everyone gathered on the first floor to eat.
The signboard of the White Rock Bar has not yet been hung up outside, but a few strangers have arrived.
Four young men with dragons and tigers tattooed on their bodies looked at Chen Mo and his group.
The young man at the head sniffed and spat on the ground. Chen Mo was about to get anxious, but Lao Bai grabbed his arm.
"Who's in charge?"
Lao Bai stood up.
His height of nearly two meters made several young people jump.
"I'm the boss, what's the matter?"
"Uh..." The young man thought about the man behind him and became tough again: "Who gave you permission to open a bar here? Don't you know the rules?"
"What rules?"
"Has the ground rent been paid?"
Lao Bai was happy.
"If I want to beat you up, people will say that I am bullying the small. If your boss really has the guts to collect rent from me, let him come over and tell me face to face."
"Okay, you wait."
The young man had no intention of trying Old White's Iron Fist and would run away if he said anything.
"Come back and wipe off the phlegm before leaving."
"Old thing... It's good to have old things." The young man was halfway cursing when a gun was placed on his forehead and he changed his tone: "Boss, this gun is an old thing, am I right?"
"Stop fucking talking nonsense and get out of here."
The young man wiped away the phlegm and ran away in despair.
Dinner was not a solid meal.
Because the lights are on, neighbors come to visit from time to time.
Most of the merchants on Timber Street are bars and discos. The new bar is stylish and generous, and it also occupies an excellent location at the intersection of the three streets. There are many colleagues who come to find trouble or just wait and see.
This situation was quite unexpected by Lao Bai.
If a new bar opens in a place like this and the owner is not qualified, it will definitely not be able to stand.
After seeing off a few groups of people, Lao Bai was ready to close the shop and rest.
Unexpectedly, another person broke in.
This man has a burly body, thick limbs, a square face and splayed eyebrows. He doesn't look very smart, but most importantly, he is angry.
Lao Bai looked at the visitor with some confusion.
He did not remember an enemy with this image.
"What's up?"
"You took over my place, and why are you asking me anything?"
"It's quite late. I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. Come back tomorrow."
This strong man actually opened the door and grabbed Lao Bai's arm, threatening to leave without giving him an explanation.
Lao Bai couldn't pull out his hand as soon as he tried his best.
"let go."
"Don't even think about it." The stout man was surprisingly strong: "Where's our container?"
"What container? Oh...were you the previous boss here?"
"No, the boss is my brother, and I open a restaurant next to it. I just came back from a trip and found that you have occupied my brother's territory!" The man asked: "Where is my brother?"
"How long has it been since you came back?"
"Uh...two months?"
"Your brother was killed and the local government gave us 6k."
"You fart!" The man's expression froze.
Chen Mo walked over from the bar and without saying a word kicked the man in the stomach and kicked him out through the door.
"Speak more clearly." Chen Mo walked out of the room: "Let me ask you, you said this place belongs to you, what's the proof?"
The man had a hot temper. He was not afraid after being beaten. Instead, he stood up and stared at Chen Mo fiercely: "There is no proof! Is it possible that you asked me to give you a real estate ticket?"
"How do you prove that the place belongs to you?"
"container…"
"Prove it to me."
The man was anxious: "There is no proof! My brother and I fought together. What proof do we need? Let me show you again."
"Oh, I understand that way." Chen Mo nodded: "There is no master in this place. Whoever can stand firm will be the master, right?"
"right!"
"Then I occupy this place. Is there any problem?"
"Well…?"
The man was stunned for a while, then nodded: "No problem."
"So now this is my home."
"What about my brother?"
"If you're dead, go to the Law Enforcement Agency and ask yourself why."
Chen Mo slammed the door.
The man tilted his head and thought for a long time, wondering whether the CPU was burning or not.
Just when Chen Mo was about to go out and beat him up again, the man left by himself...
Chen Mo took two puffs from his cigarette and looked at Lao Bai.
"Old man, are you just pretending that this person has a bad mind, or is it true?"
"He accepts death and is impulsive. I think this kid is really stupid." Lao Bai put down the rolling door: "And he may be a power user."
"How to say?"
"He just held my arm and I couldn't move it."
"That's pretty awesome."
The father and I had two more drinks and then went upstairs to sleep.
Early the next morning, Chen Mo and Lao Bai drove to buy some green plants. However, they didn't go far when they found that the road ahead was blocked by several cars.
Lao Bai stuck his head out of the car window and blew his horn at the car in front of him.
"Borrow a way."
"Wait a minute, our eldest brother is doing something." He was answered by a young boy.
The sound of things being smashed was coming from the beef restaurant nearby.
There was a circle of people eating melons around.
Chen Mo and Lao Bai got out of the car and looked around, and found several bald men with tattoos smashing things up in the restaurant. The restaurant owner had been knocked down, and it turned out to be the sturdy man who ran to the bar yesterday to cause trouble.
At this moment, a machete was placed on his neck, making him unable to raise his head.
Lao Bai gestured to Chen Mo. The father and son had a good understanding. Chen Mo stepped forward and said,
"Stop, don't fucking smash it."
The bald man and the stout man both looked at Chen Mo in surprise.
The sturdy man was beaten up by Chen Mo yesterday, and he couldn't think of a reason for Chen Mo to stand up for him.
A man came over and took a look at Chen Mo and Lao Bai.
"What do you two do? We are here to collect the bill. What does it have to do with you?"
Lao Bai smoked his pipe.
"From now on, I will cover this street. You can collect bills. Breaking things is not allowed."
"You motherfucker, you know who I am? You're relying on me and doing the same thing in front of me..."
"laugh!"
Before he finished speaking, the old white metal finger had already dug out his right eyeball.
"My mother has been dead for forty years, and you want to rape her?"
