At the H City Passenger Terminal, on the private train next to it, three strong men carrying bags got off. What’s interesting is that these three people look very similar. Although they are not triplets, they look like brothers at first glance.
What's even more interesting is that the three of them squatted on the roadside and smoked for a while, and another strong man came to pick them up. He actually looked very similar to them.
"Brother."
"Fuck, you're doing well, Armani."
"Why are you here?"
The three people stood up immediately and greeted the strong man who came to pick them up.
"Look at what you made one by one, why are you so silent?" The strong man who came to pick him up frowned and said with disgust.
"In a harmonious society, there's not much work to do. It would be nice if I could have clothes to wear." The second oldest brother said speechlessly.
"Brother, what are you doing now? Why do you look so handsome?" the third child asked weakly.
"I have now joined a club, and my official position is the Red Flower Double Stick." The boss who came to pick him up said proudly.
"Brother, Hong Xing, what's your relationship like with Ho-nam? I stopped filming Young and Dangerous after seven...I've been wondering whether he and Shu Qi will go together." The fourth child was a bit aggressive. asked.
"Fuck, get in the car."
The boss was sweating furiously, and he greeted everyone and got on the bus.
…
After the four people got into the car, while driving, the boss said: "Don't make a fuss. Let's be honest. This time you are doing something for my boss, not private work. We need unified command and coordination. If possible, I will finish the job." Talk to him and see if he can keep you."
"That's great. To be honest, I've had enough running around. With an organization, I feel like I've found a home..." the second son said with a bit of a poet's air.
"When we arrive at the place, we will divide into two groups. The second child will drive the fourth child and touch them first. The third child and I will go somewhere else to have a hug. It's best to finish the work today," the boss ordered.
"Properly."
The three brothers immediately agreed.
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Long Haitao's cousin, named Shen Hongchang, is less than 40 years old. He used to sell aquatic products in an underground shopping mall in Haxi. At first, he looked down on his cousin because Long Haitao was still working as a trustee in the Second Hospital at that time. Long Haitao gave him a lot of good tips regarding the underground shopping mall, allowing him to make money. After that, the two of them got closer and closer, and they were almost tied together.
The two of them have the same temperament, and they are both shady. They have never blushed. They do whatever their cousin asks them to do. They cooperate closely. Last night, he had Liao Yong stab him twice at Big Singing Star, and he was injured. Although the injury was not serious, it was obviously a lot more difficult to walk. However, there had been a lot of trouble recently, and he did not dare to go to the hospital by himself. After the stitches, his whereabouts became erratic.
Today, around five o'clock in the evening, my cousin Shen Hongchang needed to borrow some money temporarily, so he went back to the company safe to withdraw cash. After taking 50,000 yuan, he got in the car and ran to his friend. go.
"Mom, why does this grandson look a bit like the Prime Minister Turtle of the East China Sea?"
The second child, sitting in the broken Jetta, curled his lips and replied.
"Stop the ink, quickly send him the whole photo and ask the boss if it's him." Lao Si replied.
"You idiot, you didn't see him get in the car. Your camera can see through." The second child cursed angrily, and then urged: "Hurry up and use Fujiwara Takumi's technique to follow him."
"Hold."
The fourth child put into gear and followed Shen Hongchang slowly.
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The other end.
In the Apollo dance floor hall, Han Bangzi and a few people were sitting on the card table, having nothing to do, drinking and bragging, because Li Shuishui had asked these war criminals to stay with him and Lin Hengfa when they had nothing to do. , just in case Long Haitao was playing dirty tricks and asked someone to come over and take it out.
Tongtong and others were divided into two groups and came in shifts to act as the boss's personal bodyguards, but most of the time, nothing happened, so a few people stayed in the small booths on the dance floor when nothing happened.
"Brother Han, I heard that you and Tongtong were fucked by Long Haitao a few days ago." The gangster at the table next to him came over to toast and bared his teeth.
"Don't ask around." Han Bangzi, who didn't like to talk much, said angrily.
"Haha, I've heard all about it. I even knelt down for Long Haitao. You're awesome. I'll give you a toast, Brother Han." The gangster poured a glass of wine and said.
"Ding."
Han Bangzi raised his glass and clinked it with him, took a sip, then lowered his head and waved his hand and said, "Okay, let's go play."
"well."
The bastard turned and left.
"Fuck, it's really boring. What time should we leave?" The person next to Han Bangzi frowned and said.
"Just stay there if I tell you to. Why talk so much?" Han Bangzi scolded and continued to crack melon seeds.
This group of people stayed until about seven o'clock in the evening, and then Tongtong, Liao Yong and others arrived. They chatted for a few words, and Han Bangzi said: "Okay, I'm leaving. You just stay here, you're exhausted." Already."
"You just have antibodies now, so don't play at night."
Tongtong advised.
"Well, I don't want to play any more today. My head hurts so much that I went home and went to bed."
Han Bangzi waved back, then turned around and left with his three or four brothers.
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Gate of Apollo.
"Split it, Brother Shui gave it to me."
Han Bangzi opened the door of his Regal, took out 5,000 yuan in cash from his pocket, and threw it to the others. They were not polite and reached out to take the money.
"Bangzi, do you want to play tonight?" a brother asked.
"You guys go ahead and play, I really can't hold on anymore." Han Bangzi sat in the driver's seat and waved his hands continuously.
"Okay, let's go then."
"Bye-Bye."
Han Bangzi waved his hand and drove the Regal down the street to his home. Behind him, the boss and the third child drove a van and followed at a slow pace.
"...Brother, let me tell you, you boss, why are you such a bitch? Why are you wasting all this effort? Go over and hit your head with a hammer, and then run away. You are so damn quick, why bother spending all this gas money." Sanmo said with a trace of ink.
"Some things cannot be solved with a hammer." The boss' eyes were a little melancholy, and his tone of voice was almost the same as mine.
"If a hammer can't solve the problem, then what can be solved? Use a shovel. It's not our family's tradition to play with it, and it's unrealistic. It won't fit in your crotch. Trust me, it's still a hammer. It's convenient. It's easy to take." The third child continued to ink.
"Stop talking, okay?" The boss was a little annoyed.
"...I'm telling you, brother, I found that you have changed. You have become better, and you don't seem to be able to look up to me anymore..." The third child seemed to have been hit by his self-esteem.
"Stop fucking, okay? I've been nagging you since I got in the car. I can't even step on the fucking accelerator..." The boss was furious.
"You still have to use a hammer..." Lao San was silent for five minutes, and then continued to insist.