Both the bathing center and the bar are facing **. All the hundreds of thousands of renovation funds invested previously have been wasted. This is a sigh that no one can swallow. However, I heard that this time the relocation plan is a trustee relationship set by the city. It is useless and should be demolished.
It still needs to be dismantled.
Everyone in the room fell silent, lowered their heads and smoked heavily. Suddenly, Bei Xiaoshuai's cell phone rang. He grabbed it impatiently and said, "Who is it?"
The other party hurriedly said a few words, and Bei Xiaoshuai's face became gloomy and he hung up the phone and said: "His ** company in Malagebi bullied me to the doorstep. They tore down my Internet cafe and several brothers were also admitted to the hospital."
Zhuo Li suddenly stood up, grabbed his saber and walked out: "This is too bad! This place must be recovered."
Everyone also threw away their cigarette butts and followed them out. A group of people came to Gaotupo with murderous intent. They saw the black Internet cafe was in a mess. The monitor and chassis keyboard were missing. The subway house turned into ruins. The billiards case was also demolished. The rotten wood and green
Fragments of felt were everywhere, and there were faint blood stains on the ground.
Zhuo Li's face was extremely ugly. He clutched his saber tightly and led people to the door of ** company. However, they saw the door was closed tightly. General Tie opened the door. He flew up and kicked the door open. Everyone rushed into the house, but there were only two tattered sheets.
The desk and a few benches, playing cards and empty cigarette boxes were thrown on the table, but there was nothing else.
Zhuo Li slashed the table with his knife and said harshly: "Don't let me catch you or I will chop you to death!"
Bei Xiaoshuai also rolled up his sleeves and said angrily: "This **** company is really brave for bullying our Gaotupo Zhongyi Hall." After that, he went out and took off the bronze plaque of Anju **** company from the wall.
He threw it to the ground and stepped on it several times.
Bei Xiaoshuai walked back and forth angrily for a few steps. He suddenly stopped and said to the shop owner: "If uncle and his gang come again, just call me and I will take care of them."
The boss said with a sad face: "Young man, you can't fight them. They are people with backgrounds. It's no use calling the police. What can I do on my own?"
Bei Xiaoshuai sneered: "If you have a background, you don't only have one life."
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The staff of Anju** Company are all stupid. How could they stay in place* waiting for others to take revenge and then leave immediately after demolishing a black Internet cafe?
There are a few kids in Gaotupo who are doing well. Lao Qi has also heard of it. After returning, he called Mr. Hu to report the matter. Mr. Hu's reaction was very dull: "If it's moved, just move it. I'll find someone to inquire later."
Ask them their way."
There are also three levels of gangsters on the road. People like Mr. Hu who have a construction team and drive a Cayenne belong to those who have a successful career and are successful people who are famous and are different from the low-class gangsters. Mr. Hu doesn’t bother to deal with them and there is no need to do so.
Give them face.
In a Chinese-style luxury private room in an unlisted high-end club in the western suburbs of Jiangbei City, Mr. Hu, who was sitting at the card table after answering Lao Qi's call, threw his cell phone on the table, lit a cigarette and waited for the automatic card shuffling machine.
After shuffling the mahjong tiles and sitting next to Mr. Hu, there was an old man in Tang suit, a short stature, with an upright face. Seeing Mr. Hu's golden light, he said: "Xiaohu, your phone number is very unique."
Master Hu quickly put on a smile and said: "Uncle Nie, this is a 24k gold case inlaid with a ruby sapphire crystal screen that I asked someone to customize in Shenzhen. Why don't I get one as a tribute to Uncle Nie?"
The old man smiled kindly: "No need. I am not suitable for using mobile phones at my age. The radiation is too high." As he said this, he casually played with Mr. Hu's mobile phone and clicked on the screen. What came into view was the high school photo Mr. Hu took in the morning.
The photo of the girl made the old man's eyes light up when he caught a glimpse of the girl who was as innocent and lovely as a deer.
"Uncle Nie is good at keeping healthy. He will teach me how to maintain his health. My blood pressure, blood lipids, and cholesterol are all extremely high." Mr. Hu said and glanced sideways at the old man staring at the girl on the screen saver of his mobile phone. He was heartbroken.
Le smiled and said: "The people I took pictures of randomly on the street were probably students from No. 1 Middle School."
The old man put down his cell phone and smiled in an easy-going manner: "You are just too playful. Drink less wine and eat less fat. Your blood pressure has dropped. Come and raise your cards."
After a short time, Mr. Tiger fired again. The old man Bai won a lot of money. Several people who played cards with him praised: "Uncle Nie is so lucky today." Mr. Tiger patted his forehead and said: "I made a mistake. I was wrong."
You can guess whether Uncle Nie listened to the five items or typed them out. Why am I memorizing them like this today?" He shook his head and sighed and handed over a stack of chips.
The old man chuckled, pushed the card table and stood up: "That's it for today. I'm tired."
The money won't come back after winning. Others would have refused. However, the other three people at the poker table kept saying: "Okay, Uncle Nie, you should go to bed early."
The clever and well-behaved waitress helped the old man put on his coat, and everyone left their seats to send him out. They watched the old man get into a black luxury limousine before turning back.
"Brother Jin Long, I want to inquire about something." Mr. Hu handed a cigarette to his poker partner.
Yan Jinlong took the cigarette and helped Mr. Hu light it before he lit it and puffed out a stream of smoke and said, "Ask me as long as I know exactly what I know."
Mr. Hu took a puff of his cigarette and said, "Who has the final say on the high slope now?"
"It's a kid named Liu Ziguang who only appeared half a year ago and is now doing well. He has a group of capable characters who killed all my bald men last time." Yan Jinlong said.
"Haha, that's pretty cool. I haven't been back to Jiangbei Road for a while and there is such a character. What's his background?"
"I don't know. I think he is a native of Gaotupo and doesn't have a big background."
"Oh, that's easy to handle." Mr. Hu laughed evilly.
"Brother Hu, if you need any help, just ask and don't be polite." Yan Jinlong said calmly.
"Let's talk about it. Let's go and play cards. I'm really at a loss for those few shots I fired just now. It's not easy to make the old man happy without showing any signs of cheating."
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The next morning, dozens of people from ** Company came again and walked around with their work badges hanging around their necks. Lao Qi wore a woolen hat on his head and his big belly stuck out. Lao Yuan's work badge was placed in the pocket of his shirt around his neck.
Hanging on a blue lanyard, they were walking in the middle with a lively attitude. After they had an exchange with Mr. Hu yesterday, they became more courageous. The few gangsters in Gaotupo were not worth worrying about.
After a day of thinking, if the canteen and the car repair shop knew each other, they should move out overnight. However, when they came to the alley, the tin house of the canteen was still standing there and the car repair shop was still open. Now Lao Qi waved his hands in anger and said: "Man
Let me take it apart!"
None of the guys moved. Someone poked Brother Seven to make him look aside. Old Seven turned his head and was startled. Dozens of young people appeared silently, all dressed in shorts and carrying chains in their hands to lock water pipes and bricks.
A yellow-haired boy wore a red leather jacket and held a sharp knife in his hand. His face was filled with anger.
Lao Qi was a little panicked. The other party obviously had more people than him. He threw away the cigarette butt and said decisively: "Let's go!"
But the way they came was also blocked. A stout man with a dozen equally tough men stood behind them with a murderous look, weighing the guy in his hand. He sneered because that man was holding a saber in his hand!
Lao Qi quickly signaled to his men to hide the guys, took two steps forward and said, "Do you know who I am?"
The yellow-haired young man proudly came forward and stood face to face with Lao Qi. His sharp eyes stared at Qi Brother, who was a little confused. This twenty-year-old newcomer to the world didn't even recognize Qi Brother.
"I don't care who you are, I'm just asking you who demolished my Internet cafe? Who injured my people?"
After all, Seventh Brother is a bastard. He sneered and said: "Your Seventh Brother demolished the house and the people were beaten by your Seventh Brother. What's wrong? Do you still want to kill your Seventh Brother? Come on, let me kill whichever one you don't kill. That's Guisun."
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As he said that, he took off his hat and revealed a huge bald head. He came to the world like this. He was afraid of being stunned. He was afraid of his life. The only way Brother Qi could make a name for himself under Mr. Hu was because he didn’t want to kill you, a little bastard in the world.
Huang Mao felt like he was a**. In fact, Diao Mao didn’t just give you the courage to kill someone in the street.
Brother Qi was sure that the opponent would not dare to cut him off with this knife. A barking dog actually does not bite people many times. Experience told him that the more hairy-looking young people like this, the more timid they are when holding a knife.
It is used to embolden oneself. What is really scary is that laid-off workers in their thirties who usually don't talk much and act like a boring gourd are really daring to see blood at critical moments.
The yellow-haired boy in front of him has been determined by Lao Qi that he dare not use a knife. After Lao Qi restrains him, he will scornfully snatch the knife and throw it to the ground. Then he will give a majestic shout and get lost. The gang of little ruffians will naturally disperse.
But Lao Qi misjudged that they all came from the suburbs and didn't know much about the urban environment. They also didn't know that there was a guy named Bei Xiaoshuai who stabbed people without batting an eyelid.
Bei Xiaoshuai was also stunned for a moment. This short, fat man with a mustache was so brave that he actually took off his top hat and let himself chop him. Is he out of his mind or because he was too long-lived? Bei Xiaoshuai stared at him for three seconds and was finally convinced.
This guy is just showing off to scare himself.
Without saying a word, he swung the knife to cut off Xue Liang's head. The knife was raised high and struck at Old Seven's bald head with a strong wind. Bei Xiaoshuai's lips were tightly pursed and his eyes were firm and unhesitating. Old Seven's eyes were caught.
The light of the blade flashed for a moment and he thought to himself, "This time it's really been cut."
Bei Xiaoshuai's movements were very fast, and Lao Qi subconsciously dodged it. The blade grazed his scalp and chopped off. His head was safe, but his ears were damaged. The roots were cut off, and they suddenly came out bloody. The blade struck hard.
It fell on Lao Qi's shoulder and cut through his woolen coat and the leather vest underneath. There was a burst of pain on his shoulder blades. Lao Qi howled, covered his ears, sat on the ground and cursed: "You really cut me!"
Bei Xiaoshuai raised his kick and kicked Lao Qi on the chin, knocking him unconscious on the spot. When everyone saw that he had made the first move, they all swung the guy over and started a fight with weapons.
There were screams of swords and swords in the alley, and the two brothers Bei Xiaoshuai and Zhuo Li were killed with swords. Their eyes were red. The air was filled with down and cotton. Fortunately, it was winter and everyone wore down jackets and cotton coats. Otherwise, several lives would have been lost today.
Lao Qi was just pretending to be unconscious. He lay on the ground, found his ears and stuffed them in his pockets. Then he took out his cell phone and dialed Master Hu's number: "It's not good. There's a fight. I've already made people spend money. Brother Hu, hurry up and take it."