"I think this guy is really quick with his moves and is a good material for the serious crime team. Why, if you don't want him, I'll take him in?"
"Leave him alone? Then this kid is a bit dangerous."
"Okay, I understand. Anyway, I can't care if he doesn't cause trouble in Jiulao."
"Eating? Hey Yigu, Section Chief Jiang, it's not easy to feed you a meal."
"Hahaha, okay, see you tomorrow night."
Han Suwan watched Ma Xidao carrying the gangster away, and saw that Lin Wei had disappeared in the crowd. She stared blankly for a long time, then wiped her tears, lowered her head and returned to the store.
"Where's that kid?" Lin Dahai, who was sitting slumped at the table, suddenly asked.
Han Suwan shook her head.
The two of them sat blankly in the restaurant. After a long time, Lin Dahai slowly stood up: "Get ready for business."
"Yes." Han Suwan stood up, her eyes empty, and she packed up mechanically.
Ma Xidao, who had dragged the gangster for a while, suddenly frowned. He turned around and looked at the little gangster in his hand. He suddenly panicked and hurriedly put him on the ground, kneeling on his knees and touching his hand.
Chest.
"Ah! Take a breath! Ah! You should take a breath!"
It wasn't until the little gangster opened his eyes as if he had just woken up from a dream that Ma Xidao finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He raised his hand and slapped the little gangster: "Xibazi, why are you pretending to be dead when you can breathe?"
The gangster's eyes darkened, and he shouted subconsciously: "I'm not pretending!"
Ma Xidao took back his hand angrily.
Xiba, please use less strength to slap me in the face next time.
Bukdaemun Market.
The idle Ding Qing sat on the curb, smoking a cigarette and chatting with his friend Li Zicheng.
"Xiba, those girls are really exciting. Do you want to go to a movie tonight? There's a new one there recently. What's the name of a kind-hearted sister-in-law?"
Ding Qing's short hair is slightly greasy and sticks to his forehead. He is wearing a plaid shirt with half sleeves and black jeans with a hole in it. He squats with his legs spread wide and has a cigarette in his mouth. He looks like a low-class gangster.
son.
"It's not interesting." Li Zicheng's medium-long hair also looked a bit dirty. He was wearing a printed T-shirt under a black suit jacket. It looked very poorly matched, but his appearance was sharp and angular, and he looked ruthless.
The two of them were squatting on the street, commenting on the beautiful girls passing by, and discussing where to go to have fun in the evening.
Until a figure suddenly stopped in front of the two of them.
Li Zicheng subconsciously put his hands on his lower back and stood up, but Ding Qing just raised his head lazily: "Hey, where are you, man? Are you okay?"
"I want to join the gang." Lin Wei stood up straight and looked at Ding Qing. When he saw that he raised his eyebrows but did not express his position, he emphasized his tone again.
"I am Lin Wei, born in Beidaemun Market, a local. I moved here a few years ago and just finished my service. Before that, I worked as a vigilante at the Seoul General Bureau.
I want to join the Beidamen Sect, and I want to hang out with you."
Lin Weiyi said briefly, with a serious expression, but Ding Qing couldn't help laughing. He stood up and patted Lin Wei's shoulder with some dirty hands.
"Man, go home and study." Ding Qing and Li Zicheng are both overseas Chinese, and the Beidamen Sect is essentially a Chinese gang, so by looking at him, you can tell that this person is just like him.
So, Ding Qing simply said in a nonchalant Mandarin with a slight accent: "You are not this material."
"I am." Lin Wei just stood there.
Ding Qing turned his head and glanced at Li Zicheng.
Li Zicheng stretched out his hand with an indifferent expression and pushed Lin Wei away: "Get out of here, don't come here looking for a beating."
"Give me a way." Lin Wei didn't resist and let him push him, but after being pushed away, he came closer.
Ding Qing laughed out loud.
He stopped Li Zicheng from making further movements, but raised his head on a whim and moved his chin.
"Did you see those people over there?"
Lin Wei turned around and looked around. On the other side of the street, he saw six men who were also carefree. At this moment, they were raising their middle fingers at Ding Qing with provocative faces.
"Ah~ Really, those bastards keep staring at me and tell them to close their eyes, then I will let you follow me."
Ding Qing's smile was a little malicious.
Lin Wei took out a pack of cigarettes from his trouser pocket.
Ding Qing curled his lips, but did not refuse. He allowed Lin Wei to light one for him and Li Zichengdu, then lit another for himself and took a deep breath.
Lin Wei only took a puff and then placed his cigarette on the curb.
"be right back."
He took off his leather jacket, threw it on the ground, then crossed the road and walked straight towards the six men.
Ding Qing clicked his tongue and turned to look at Li Zicheng.
Li Zicheng frowned slightly and looked at him.
"in spite of?"
"Axi." Ding Qing scratched his face in frustration: "How come this kid is as brainless as you?"
Li Zicheng raised the corners of his mouth slightly, then exhaled a puff of smoke: "Is it courage or brain?"
"Axi." Ding Qing glared at him: "Didn't I go back and fight with you last time? You just have no brains. There are so many people who are still stunned. If it weren't for good luck, I might not have been able to do it last time.
I'll stay there with you."
But when the two ended their conversation, they raised their heads and looked across the street, and couldn't help but look at each other in confusion.
In less than a minute, Lin Wei walked back with blood all over his head. The vehicles on the street made a harsh brake sound because he was crossing the road.
None have been sent out.
Lin Wei walked up to Ding Qing and picked up the half-burned cigarette on the curb with his left hand.
"Xiba, I ate a bottle of wine. Fortunately, these brats didn't bring knives." Lin Wei held a cigarette in his mouth, blew out a puff of smoke, reached out and touched his forehead, which was probably a small cut.
He wiped the blood on his forehead, raised his head, and repeated his opening remarks again: "Brother Ding, I want to hang out with you."
Ding Qing and Li Zicheng looked at each other again.
But this time, Li Zicheng took out a pile of crumpled toilet paper from his trouser pocket: "It's a shame I haven't gone to the toilet today."
Lin Wei took the toilet paper, wiped his forehead, and grinned: "Thanks, brother."
"Axi, have you eaten?" Ding Qing touched his trouser pocket depressedly.
Seeing Lin Wei nodding, Ding Qing's face lit up: "That's okay, let's go, clean up and go have a few drinks."
Lin Wei smiled brightly: "But I'm actually not too full."
"Pfft." Li Zicheng's smile was unexpectedly low. He reached out and slapped Lin Wei's shoulder hard, and took the initiative to pick up the leather jacket for him: "Let's go, let me wash you first, don't look at him pretending.
, he has tens of thousands in his pocket."
Ding Qing glanced at the six men lying on the ground across the street and clicked his tongue.
The younger brothers around me are better at fighting each other. He, the little boss, seems to be getting rich?
And Lin Wei's smile was indeed very sincere.
Just because of the words floating in front of my eyes.
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Lin Wei glanced at it and his heart suddenly condensed.