The thick darkness of night lingers, just like the mountains of worries accumulated in my heart.
Wang Qinhu stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. The hall behind him was empty. Everyone had dispersed. Only Ding Jinyu was still there on the sofa. She folded her eyes and looked at him worriedly.
The cigarette in his hand was about to burn out, and the ashes scattered naturally. Wang Qinhu's calm face was filled with carvings of unspeakable sorrow. In the endless darkness outside the window, there were bright street lamps and the weak and trembling tree shadows under the lights, as if
Just in line with his mood at this time.
Could it be that I was wrong?
Was it a mistake to be an enemy of Baifengmen from the very beginning?
The man surnamed Lin is not as simple as he thought at all. His appearance alone has changed the pattern that has remained unchanged for many years in the underground world of Zhonggang City. How can he be an ordinary person?
Wang Qinhu shook his head, smiled bitterly, put the cigarette in his hand into his mouth, took a deep breath and then spit it out. The thick ash dispersed in the air, gradually turning into a piece of transparency.
Ding Jinyu finally couldn't sit still, so she stood up and walked towards Wang Qinhu. Her steps were light and slow, as if she was afraid of accidentally disturbing Wang Qinhu.
Wang Qinhu turned his head slightly, and the bitter smile on his lips was particularly bright under the bright light, and said: "Jinyu, I didn't expect that I was tricked by my most trusted brother."
Ding Jinyu continued to walk forward and said in a calm tone: "Brother Hu, at least the second master didn't intend to betray you. He just did something wrong with good intentions and can be forgiven."
"Can you forgive me?"
Wang Qinhu shook his head and said: "If it hadn't been for what you said to me just now, which made me calm down now, I'm afraid Li Nantian's body would have been lying in the middle of the hall."
Ding Jinyu said: "Brother Hu, I can understand your mood. Regardless of whether the second master did something wrong with good intentions or not, his mistake this time has a very bad impact on our gathering. To put it bluntly, we originally planned to control Baifeng Sect.
The strategy of recruiting younger brothers has completely failed. To be more serious, we have lost the word 'benevolence and righteousness' in the entire Liaojiang Province."
Wang Qinhu said: "The word 'benevolence and righteousness' is easy to say, but if the word 'benevolence and righteousness' is lost, it means losing the hearts of the people. What the outside world thinks of my gathering is important, but what is more important is the people's hearts inside my gathering.
It’s already starting to split from within.”
As he said this, Wang Qinhu raised his head and looked at Ding Jinyu with bright eyes. Ding Jinyu was so frightened that he couldn't help but shrink back.
Wang Qinhu smiled coldly and said: "Li Nantian kept saying that it was to save money for the gathering. I have already asked the finances, and I can't explain a large amount of it clearly."
Ding Jinyu said in surprise: "Brother Hu, you mean, the second boss..."
Wang Qinhu said: "Most people are greedy. Li Nantian was also greedy for money in the past. I always turned a blind eye, but this time he did something extraordinary."
Ding Jinyu said: "Brother Tiger, what do you mean, you want to take action against the second master?"
Wang Qinhu smiled coldly, nodded and said: "Slow down for now, it's not the time yet."
Ding Jinyu breathed a long sigh of relief and said: "Brother Hu, it's best if you think so. Now the people in our gathering are unstable. If we execute the second master at this time and cause some uncontrollable consequences, then
It is completely to leave a chance for Baifengmen."
Wang Qinhu said: "It must be very hot over there at Baifengmen now. I heard that the gangsters on the road are all vying to join them. Judging from this, after this night, tomorrow morning,
Baifengmen has already established a large scale in Shencheng."
Ding Jinyu said with a smile: "Brother Hu, you are troubled. I have already arranged for the people you asked me to arrange. They should be able to come in handy at the critical moment."
Wang Qinhu sneered and said: "It's easy to dodge open guns and hard to defend against hidden arrows. I don't believe that his surname Lin can save the day every time."
…
At dusk, Lin Kun's rented black car stopped at the gate of the art school.
As you can imagine from the name of an art school, it is full of beautiful school girls.
Today happens to be Friday, and we have the weekend off for the next two days. The roads outside the school gate are lined with all kinds of luxury cars, and Lin Kun’s black car is parked here. It’s so inconspicuous that it’s completely overlooked.
Rows of luxury cars that looked like they were free of charge were completely buried.
We, King Lin Dabing, have no inferiority complex at all. No matter how the male prostitutes around us, who drive luxury cars, are uglier than the last, and come to school with money in their pockets to find girls for fun, look at us with disdain, we just
Holding a cigarette in his mouth with a careless expression.
There was still some time before school was over, and Lin Kun was leaning against the car door with a cigarette in his mouth. At this time, a fat man driving a BMW came over with a smile, looked Lin Kun up and down, and then looked behind Lin Kun.
car, and said: "Brother, your equipment is not good either?"
Lin Kun took a puff of cigarette and said with a smile: "Brother, why can't my equipment work?"
"The class is not enough at first glance!" The fat man smiled disdainfully, raised his chubby hand and pointed at the luxury cars around him, raised his chin and said: "Look, these are called class!"
After saying that, the fat man leaned towards Lin Kun again, and said with a preaching attitude: "Let me tell you this, the girls in this art school are all pretty, and I want to hang out with the girls here.
, Do you rely on your looks? Do you rely on your academic qualifications? Do you rely on your figure? NONONO, you rely on your money, your class, your face, do you understand?"
Lin Kun shook his head and put on a very humble but dull expression, just like a primary school student who couldn't understand what the teacher said in class, and said: "I don't understand."
"Hey!"
The fat man yelled and said firmly: "Boy, you are hopeless. Let me make a bet with you. If you can get a girl with your crappy car, I will lose you five hundred yuan!"
Lin Kun still had the dull and serious expression on his face and said: "Brother, you already drive a BMW, and you look like a rich man at first glance. Isn't 500 yuan a bet too little?"
"Yo ho!"
The expression on the fat man's face was sarcastic and proud. He looked at Lin Kun and said, "Brother, I didn't see it. You are driving a second-rate domestic car, so you are quite confident!"
When the fat man yelled like this, the rich and idle male prostitutes around him immediately crowded over to watch the show, whistling and encouraging the fat man, while casting disdainful glances at Lin Kun, and even
Others made rude remarks...
"Hey, kid, you'd better take a pee and take care of yourself. As a pretty boy like you, it's appropriate to find an old woman to deal with. These little girls are all young masters who like money. They don't have money in their pockets.
You have tens of thousands of yuan, and you still want to pick up girls, let’s just dream!”
"Hey, I have never seen such a confident guy. Last time, the guy who drove a domestic car came to pick up a girl. What was the result? He seemed to have been beaten by someone, haha!"
"Brother, we are all men. Listen to the advice of us big brothers and hurry up and go back wherever you came from. Don't get stuck in the middle of our group of luxury cars and destroy everyone's overall nobility."
…
Everyone was talking to each other, and they completely looked down on Lin Kun. However, some people among them felt that Lin Kun looked familiar, and whispered to their companions: "Why do I seem to have seen this kid somewhere before?"
The companion laughed sarcastically: "With his appearance, except for being a little handsome, he is everywhere in the street. This is called a public face, and it is not as distinctive as ours."
"Ha ha……"
The two noble masters who spoke laughed together, and several people around them who heard the conversation between the two also laughed. In addition to being rich, these people all have one thing in common, and that is one word -
-ugly!
"Tall, rich and handsome" is a keyword that is widely popular in today's society. Lin Kun was puzzled. Why does it seriously fail to meet the standards for just about anyone?
The group of rich second-generation people in front of him who mocked him, despised him, and took him as a joke were either too fat, too short, or too ugly. In short, none of them were worthy of the words "tall, rich, and handsome."
.
To say that there is not even a rich and handsome man among this large group of people, Lin Kun patted his chest, but this group of blind men with their eyes open did not realize that the real rich and handsome man was here.
Teasing, ridicule, contempt, Lin Kun didn't care. He smiled at the corner of his mouth and said to the fat man in front of him and the noisy people around him: "Why don't you dare to gamble? 500 yuan is too little. How about we play a little bit?"
The older one can be regarded as me being the banker. I bet that I can pick up a beautiful girl today. You can all bet on me and lose. When the time comes, we are willing to admit defeat and pay whatever you bet. How about we just do this, you people?
"More, I'm just one person, let's bet 10,000 yuan, no one will give you 10,000 yuan if you lose."
When everyone heard this, they stopped laughing for the time being and looked at each other. Then they started laughing again and said sarcastically to Lin Kun: "Boy, we still have twenty or thirty people. Do you have that much money? What if I really lose to you?"
What should I do if I can’t get the money?”
Lin Kun said with a smile: "If you lose, I'll pay you. If you can't get it out, I'll give you a good beating. Anyway, you are all rich people and you don't care about the 10,000 yuan. Beating someone up will make you more popular with me."
We have a lot of prestige in front of us, isn’t that the truth?”
This group of wealthy second-generation people looked at each other in disbelief, and then burst out laughing. The laughter was full of disdain, and said: "Okay, brother, you are a talent, deal!"
"etc!"
Lin Kun smiled harmlessly and said, "What will you do if you lose and don't pay?"
A group of people laughed and said: "Will we pay you the ten thousand yuan? What a joke!"
Lin Kun said with a smile: "It doesn't matter if you don't pay me. At worst, I will beat you up too. You can fight back, but the ugly words will come from the front. Fighting back will only make me hit you harder."
Everyone seemed to have heard a big joke and laughed wildly. Some even laughed to the point of tears. They shook their fingers and pointed at Lin Kun and said: "Oh my god, boy, you are so funny."
Grandpa is dead."
"If you continue to beat me, I will beat you so hard that your own uncle won't even recognize him, haha!"
…
"Wait!"
The fat man who first struck up a conversation with Lin Kun was quite witty. With a disdainful smile on his face, he said to Lin Kun: "Brother, if you cheat later, will you have something to say?"
"Cheating?"
Lin Kun said with a smile: "Brother, there are so many of you. If I dare to cheat, you can just cripple me. There are twenty or thirty of you, why are you afraid that you can't deal with me?"
The fat man was stunned for a moment, then laughed sinisterly and said, "Yes, you're right!"
At this time, in the office building of the art school, Zheng Yong held a telescope and looked at a group of bustling people at the school gate. His eyes were fixed on Lin Kun's face with a calm smile, and he dialed out the cell phone in his hand...
"Hey, Third Brother, he's already at the gate of our school. He's wearing black clothes, his hair isn't very long, he's leaning against a domestic car... Well, the harder the beating, the better!"