"Who else are you going to kill?" said an old voice.
Xu Ying raised his head in astonishment. He didn't know when his horses had been held up with guns. The chief elder of Xiaoqitang, Uncle Yuan, was leaning on a dragon-headed staff, supported by Cui Dongdong, and walked out of the door with a group of people.
Several other elders in Xiaoqi Hall, Elder Ge, Prince Duan, and Uncle Qiu were also present. Among them, Mr. Ge personally accepted Xu Ying to join the church more than 20 years ago, and then recommended his former deputy head to Qinglong. The affairs of the gang have always been on Xu Ying's side. This time, he could only shake his head in hatred.
Xu Ying took a deep breath, slammed the gun on Xia Liuyi's head, and laughed angrily, "You deliberately asked the student to lead me here, and then find someone to watch the play?!"
Xia Liu put his face on the ground and sneered, "Famous university student, gold medal screenwriter, first-class actor - is my new horse boy strong enough, Brother Xu?"
He Chusan, who was watching, was speechless and anxious—don't be busy taking advantage of me, okay? You still have a gun on your head!
"Promise, put down the gun, and you will be left with a whole corpse." Uncle Yuan said.
Xu Ying laughed loudly, "Come out to hang out, expect this day! Not all corpses will be used for shit!"
"Xia Xiaoliu," he leaned down with a grinning smile, "On Huangquan Road, I want you to pad Laozi's corpse!"
He suddenly pulled the trigger, but Xia Liuyi had been prepared as soon as he spoke, and suddenly raised his elbow to hit him! After two frightening shots, the pistol fell far away, and Xu Ying was thrown to the ground and shot in the abdomen. And Xia Liuyi was lying on the ground, with a big hole in his shoulder, blood spurting wildly!
He Chusan's heart was empty, and he subconsciously wanted to rush over, but was picked up by the pony behind him, and the whole person smashed against the wall next to him!
The pony, who was blatantly grabbing the lead role, took a few horses, jumped over He Chusan, and threw himself on Xia Liuyi to stop the bleeding. The rest of the people rubbed around, and several guns put Xu Ying in the middle. Promise was knocked to the ground, kneeling on both knees.
"Brother Liuyi! Brother Liuyi!" Xiaoma knelt there and shouted to the ground, until he saw Xia Liuyi slowly opening his eyes and frowning at him in disgust, he was relieved.
He Chusan was blocked from the crowd. He put his toes on his toes and looked for a few times, but couldn't see anyone. He simply put the big schoolbag under his feet and climbed up the nearby scaffolding against the wall.
He was seeing Xia Liuyi surrounded by several younger brothers, and a few people on the side were pressing Xu Ying, and Uncle Yuan walked slowly in front of Xu Ying leaning on the dragon head stick.
He pulled out the head of the dragon-headed staff, took out the dragon-headed short knife stored in it, and threw it beside Xu Ying's knee.
"Promise, you betrayed the gang and murdered the big brother," Uncle Yuan said coldly, "according to the rules, three swords and six holes. Nian has contributed a lot to the gang over the years. I will give you a chance to end it yourself. Have something to say?"
Xu Ying sneered at him, clutching his bleeding abdomen, frowning. Uncle Yuan, who was stared at, did not change his face, but his expression was still cold. Xu Ying suddenly burst into a weird laugh, he said "Okay!" three times in a row, and said hoarsely, "What can I say? I sacrificed my life for Qinglong, for you old immortals, what's the benefit in the end? I gave it all to this kid! If you don't give it, I'll take it myself! What's wrong with me?! Three knives and six holes... I'm not convinced!"
He grabbed the dagger at the head and jumped up suddenly, but he was actually stabbed at Uncle Yuan! Cui Dongdong, who was nearby, made a sudden movement, turned around and kicked the short knife in his hand! With another kick, Xu Ying was kicked to the ground!
Before she had time to step up and take another shot, Xia Liuyi, who was covered in blood, shoved the pony away, grabbed the dragon-headed knife on the ground, and threw a loud roar, slashing into her heart with the might of thunder! The promise is firmly nailed to the ground!
The blood dripping from his shoulders fell on Xu Ying's face, Xu Ying stared at him with wide eyes, the two men crossed in the air with extremely hateful eyes, Xu Ying struggled He clasped his hands towards Xia Liuyi's throat.
Xia Liuyi pressed the blood-stained hilt and turned it fiercely!
Xu Ying let out a strange grunt from his throat, and left ten blood-stained fingerprints on his neck with trembling hands, "Xia... Xiao... Six..."
He struggled to raise his head and put his mouth close to Xia Liuyi's ear, grinned evilly, and said a few words in a low voice.
"… "
No one around could hear it clearly, and Xia Liuyi's eyes suddenly widened. Just as he was about to retreat, Xu Ying slammed up and slammed the blade into his body!
This ambitious man spewed out a mouthful of blood, and stared at the copper bell-like eyes, finally swallowing his breath.
Xia Liuyi pulled out the knife with a shocked expression on his face.
He shook his promise, the latter did not give any response, but a large amount of blood spurted out along his shaking movements. He bathed in scarlet, and silently looked at the breathless promise, the hatred in his eyes began to smudge, and finally bit to the bone! As if possessed by a demon, he swung the knife and stabbed it again! Pull it out, stab it again! Pull it out, stab it again...
"Chuck!" "Chuck!" Chuck! ""laugh! "
The sound of the blade going in and out of the body echoed repeatedly in the silent room. The meat scraps splashed onto the ground with blood clots in between. He Chusan, who was climbing on the scaffold, turned his head away with a pale face, daring to look again.
"He's dead, enough." Cui Dongdong said.
She grabbed Xia Liuyi's tense arm and clenched it hard, signaling him to wake up. Xia Liu turned his head to look at her slowly and expressionlessly. After a long time, he closed his eyes and let out a long breath as if he had returned to his soul.
He threw down the bloody dragon-headed dagger, and fell on Cui Dongdong's shoulder.
The pony hurriedly gathered his subordinates, made a simple stretcher with the table board, and carried Xia Liuyi up. Uncle Yuan brought a few elders to approach him to care for him, Xia Liuyi smiled palely, different from the madness just now, looking weak and modest, "Elders, thank you for your timely help."
"Xiao Liu, I've wronged you, let's rest first." Uncle Yuan said, waving his hand to signal the horses to take him to a private hospital quickly.
Cui Dongdong followed the stretcher a few steps and shook his head when he saw Xia Liu pair. She turned back again, supported Uncle Yuan and said, "Uncle Yuan, you have come a long way to work hard, do you want to take you back first?"
"No need, girl," Uncle Yuan patted the back of her hand, "I know you are filial. I'm not in a hurry to go back, the business is important. Lao Ge, Lao Qiu, Prince Duan, the election meeting of the new 'Dragon Head' is on June 6 Let's hold it in one's ward. Let's take him to the hospital together."
A group of people crowded the stretcher and squeezed out of the gate of the film company. The remaining horsemen dragged Xu Ying's body and carried it away in a sack. He Chusan, who was climbing on the scaffolding, was left alone. Because of his weak presence, no one noticed him.
After a long time, he staggered down from the trellis and bent over to pick up his heavy little schoolbag. He stared blankly at the fresh bloodstains on the ground in the distance, his mind was blank, and he could only hear the buzzing sound in his ears.
The underworld boss named Xu Ying tried his best to kill and usurp the throne, and in the end he only ended up with such a dead end. And Xia Liuyi was so badly injured that he seemed to be possessed by a ghost just now, but now he was carried out with his dying breath... Will it really be okay
He was in a trance, worried, but had nowhere to go. Standing in the empty studio for a while, he hugged his small schoolbag tightly and left with one foot deep and one foot shallow.
…
In the early hours of the morning, he appeared in front of his house. The yellow paper in the alleys filled the sky, and there was a smell of inferior quality. Aunt Liu, who lived upstairs, was surrounded by a group of relatives and friends, crying and grabbing the ground. The son is back. She didn't know what was going on on the roof, she just slapped and cried and cursed you gangsters, you must die!
No one noticed He Chusan, who was wearing a black jacket, staring blankly at the yellow paper on the ground, and then walked silently with his head down.
Dentist He sighed and sighed and welcomed his son into the clinic, closed the door and whispered to his son, "Her son is not also a gangster himself, he is a sinner, tsk tsk tsk... Where did you go yesterday?! That Xia Liuyi left. Have you?!"
In just 20 hours, He Chusan not only learned the tangled love history of the underworld bosses, but also was chased and killed, jumped off the building, ran a few streets with a big man on his back, escaped out of the city and ran away again. Ji Lilu went to find the head of the underworld eldest sister, escaped back to become a movie king, and witnessed a gang vendetta... The rich and bloody experience of his experience seriously shook his young and pure heart. His mind was still empty, and he just put down the small schoolbag that he was holding tightly in his arms, and took off the black jacket of props and costumes he stole in the studio.
Dentist He gasped, his son's naked upper body was stained with blood!
"Hey! Hey!" Dentist He shouted!
"Dad, I'm fine," He Chusan said in a low voice, "the blood is not mine. Can you help me take a shower?"
After rushing through the cold, University student He fell into bed with a high fever, and was mortally ill for three days. Qiu Yitong was chaotic and scattered, packed and threw it out of his mind.
His father went to school for him, paid back the tome in the library, and asked the school for leave, saying that he could not afford to be seriously ill, and applied for a postponement of the make-up exam.
…
Here, He Chusan was dreaming of life and death on the dark and damp little broken bed, while Xia Liuyi was in the high-level ward of a private hospital, and was seriously wrapped into a high-level mummy by the doctor.
The effect of the anesthetic has not yet passed, and his mind is chaotic, as if walking in the endless darkness, the ear is promised the grim laughter before death, and the words with all kinds of maliciousness attached to his ear.
"Xia Xiaoliu... You bastard... I want you to never know... How did Qinglong die..."
- How did Qinglong die? Didn't you kill it? ! Who else could it be? ! Nonsense!
He clenched his fists suddenly, his throat twitched and he woke up! And the elders by his bed were listening intently to the will, not noticing his waking up.
Uncle Yuan brought a thin and shrewd lawyer and introduced that this was Qinglong's personal lawyer. Qinglong once instructed Uncle Yuan to take out the dragon head stick and ask a private lawyer to make a will if he died accidentally.
"Mr. Hao Chengqing's will is roughly divided into two parts," the lawyer said. "The first part is that the entire private estate belongs to his wife Xia Xiaoman; the second part is to elect Xia Liuyi as the next 'leader'."
Xia Liuyi closed his eyes, his uninjured hand tightened the quilt with trembling.
Several elders looked at each other, Uncle Yuan said, "Qinglong has already voted, what is your attitude?"
"I listened to Qinglong," said Uncle Qiu, who was the least senior among the people. "Liu Liu is smart and courageous. Qinglong is right, and he is worthy of a great responsibility."
"Xiao Liu has little experience after all," said the eldest Ge Lao, "and he has never been a deputy hall master, so he is directly promoted to the mountain master, which is against the rules."
"The rules are set by people, not dead," Uncle Qiu said. "Xiao Liu has been in charge of the 'Red Stick' for many years, and has made a lot of benefits for the company. He has merit and hard work. I think he is qualified."
"How old is he?" Old Ge said, "Let him be the 'leader'. I'm worried that the people below will not be convinced."
The two argued for a few words, and Prince Duan, who was sitting silently on the side, said, "Qinglong became a 'leader' at the age of twenty-five. At that time, there were some people who were not convinced. What happened to them later?"
When Old Ge choked, the bloody scene of Qinglong's resolute clean-up of rebellion immediately came to everyone's mind. This seemingly modest and elegant underworld boss has been able to sit firmly in the 'leader' position for ten years, and he has his own ruthlessness.
Prince Duan said quietly, "Besides, the person who is the most dissatisfied, isn't he promised? He's gone, who else is there?"
Old Ge's face suddenly turned blue, he frowned, and didn't speak again.
"I vote for Xia Liuyi," Prince Duan said, "Lao Yuan, how about you?"
Uncle Yuan nodded, "I naturally respect Qinglong's opinion. Since only Lao Ge is against it, this matter is settled. It is still in Qinglong's mourning period, so everything should be kept simple. Three days later, we will hold a meeting at the head office. A simple 'Rising Dragon Ceremony', officially worshiping the 'Dragon Head'."
Hearing this sentence, Xia Liuyi closed his eyes and breathed out quietly.
He didn't have any intention of being modest and pushing the "leader" to others. Qinglong died, Xu Ying died, and Cheng Dazui was also killed by him. Several elders wanted to live a leisurely life and didn't want to stand up and be a standout. The gang It is clear at a glance who there is. Although Cui Dongdong is also a courageous and knowledgeable character, but she has a romantic temperament and is playful, and has no intention of being a boss. She also supports Xia Liuyi as the leader.
Only when he is the leader can the Xiaoqi Hall grow. Only when he is the leader can we find out the real cause of Qinglong's death...
He was lying on the bed and closed his eyes. Several elders had already discussed the business, visited him who was still "sleeping", and retreated separately. The little flatterer sneaked in to greet him, "Brother Liuyi! Don't pretend to be asleep!"
"Go away," Xia Liuyi opened his eyes and said, "Water."
The little flatterer brought a glass of water, raised the head of the bed, and inserted a straw to invite the boss to enter the water, "Brother Liuyi, it's great that you're all right! Where do you need to poop and pee, even if you tell me !"
"Fuck you, urinating on your ugly face, can you still pee out?" Xia Liuyi said, "I heard that you slipped quite fast then?"
The pony responded proudly, "Of course! Brother Liuyi beat me up! I jumped a thousand miles in a somersault and went straight to Sister Dongdong's house, and the little singer in her house immediately hid me! Who is my pony? Brother Liuyi is a capable man! If the third son of Xu catches me, it will delay Brother Liuyi so much!"
"Damn it," Xia Liuyi scolded again with a smile, "Did you replace the safe?"
"Change it in the morning! I'll report to her as soon as Sister Dongdong comes back. You explained that it is very important to have a box there, and it will be replaced if something goes wrong. Sister Dongdong will change it that night! Brother Liuyi, I'm out of my mind this time. You don't need to hit a stick on your long butt, right?"
"Hit! Do you want the 'red stick' to beat you?"
"It hurts to hit with the red stick," the pony muttered, and suddenly jumped out of the way, "Liu, Liuyi brother, what did you just say, what!"
"Courageous and conscientious, with a ferocious appearance, it can be overwhelming," Xia Liu said, "Tomorrow I will propose to the elders that you be the new 'red stick'."
The pony cried out, "Brother Liuyi, don't you just suffer a little injury, can you retire? I'm a born pony, how can I do your business? You can do it yourself. Do it!"
"Damn," Xia Liuyi couldn't help but scolded again, "Don't fucking curse Lao Tzu, why retire?! It's called 'big guy'!"
"Eye? Eeeeeeeee?!" The pony screamed.
"Shut up," Xia Liuyi said with a headache, then put his chin down and motioned him to get closer, "After taking office, go and help me check one thing. Before Qinglong died, Xu Ying had contact with someone and put his confidantes in contact with him. Catch them and question them one by one."
The pony's expression froze, "But the confidants under Xu Ying's hands were all filled up last night, and none were left."
"What?! Who gave the order?"
"It was decided by the elders, saying 'the wolf's ambition, it's useless to keep it'."
Xia Liuyi frowned tightly and was silent for a while, "Continue to investigate, and there will always be clues. Be more restrained when investigating, and don't be discovered."
"Yes."
Xia Liuyi wanted to bring Cui Dongdong up to be the deputy head of the hall. Cui Dongdong didn't want to do a position that others couldn't ask for. He said that he didn't want to manage people, so he liked to manage accounts, and don't make trouble for her. Big Brother Xia, who was tied into a mummy, stared at the hospital bed—if you don't do it, the elders will insert their people in. Do you think I'm a brother? Do you do it? !
After careful consideration, Cui Dongdong said that in order to protect your good brother from being "inserted", I can reluctantly take the responsibility, but I have to give me double copies of the red envelope every year. Big Brother Xia smashed her out with a pillow - you are so beautiful!
Here, Xia Liuyi started to be his mummy boss - people in Jianghu called "Double Swordsman", but this boss never drew a knife after being discharged from the hospital, and changed his dynasty to use a gun - over there, He Chusan had a high fever. Retired, lingered on to get up and read the book, took part in various make-up exams a week later, of course, passed with high marks.
As a high-IQ person who is good at introspection, He Chusan has a very powerful filtering ability in his brain, which burns the virus and black memory out during the high temperature. After the fever subsided completely, it was summer vacation time. Before the school was closed, he borrowed a few large pockets of books from the library, worked in the Ahua Ice Room during the day, and lit candles at home to study hard at night. Every morning, he changed places, walked a few alleys, and went to Longjin Yixue in the walled city—the ruins of a school left over from the Manchu Dynasty—in the small square in front of the gate, where he still practiced his Yang style Taijiquan. Uncle Ah Hua is an old disciple and thinks that the child can be taught. He will train him with full energy. He will practice this palm for two hours today, and sweep that foot for three hours tomorrow!
He was tortured to the death by Uncle Ah Hua every day, and he was so busy that he never once thought of the underworld boss who beat and scolded him. It's just that he woke up from a dream one morning and instantly forgot the content of the dream, but the position of his right shoulder started to ache.
He clutched his right shoulder and sat on the bed where someone had been lying on his back for more than a dozen nights. He finally couldn't help but think of that starry night, and the cold-blooded and ruthless underworld gangster with the stars on his face. Tears flashed, thinking of his tired sleeping face with a hint of sadness.
He remembered the hoarse groan when he was stabbed by the bamboo pole, the angry but weak slap he slapped from behind, and the chirping joke when someone put a gun to his head.
That gangster who committed no evil saved him twice, and he paid it back twice, and it was already paid off. He felt that they should have nothing to do with each other. But there is no way to remove the black figure from his mind, just like forgetting those depressing and harmful bloody scenes.
What Xia Liuyi left him was not darkness, but a bloody, unyielding, warm and vivid touch. Like the turbulent water at high tide, it slapped his heart, leaving deep nicks there. No matter how hard he tried to smooth it out, the moment he remembered that name, he would hear the humming sound of the tide in his ears.
He lay down again, clutching his shoulders, burying his head in the quilt. Facing himself like this, he let out a long sigh helplessly.
…
The quiet life lasted for two months, and the school was about to start in a few days. This morning, he practiced cutting his legs until his whole body was sore. He staggered from Longjin Yixue to the direction of Ahua Bingshi. In the alley in front of his house, which was already a black area for him, he was stopped by wicked people. Road robbery.
Xia Liuyi was dressed in a black suit, leaning against the wall of the alley to smoke with his chin raised, his hands languidly in his trouser pockets, and one long leg stepped on the opposite wall, blocking the road with ease.
He Chusan's ears suddenly sounded the sound of the surging tide. After a while, he greeted honestly, "Brother Liuyi."
"I'm here to buy beef offal," Xia Liuyi casually picked the cigarette with his left hand, and spit out a small round white circle, "By the way, take my knife."
Forgot to explain that the Qinglong knife he used to hold He Chusan's neck last time is still packed and hidden in the He's stove.
He Chusan nodded, "Father keeps it, you can go and get it with me."
Xia Liuyi flicked the cigarette ash coldly and proudly, "Take it down."
"You have to dig it out of the stove and brush it again, go up and sit and wait," He Chusan persuaded patiently, "Don't be afraid, Dad won't pull your teeth again."
"Phew!" Xia Liuyi was caught off guard and choked on the smoke! After a few coughs, I was burned by a cigarette butt! "Cough cough... Damn! Who's afraid of your father?!"
He put away his long legs in embarrassment, threw away the cigarette butt, and patted the soot scattered on his body a few times. As soon as he raised his head, he saw that this kid lowered his head to be silent, his shoulders trembled slightly!
Xia Liuyi grabbed his neck and dragged him over, "Dare to play with your boss? The fuck don't want to live anymore?!"
He Chusan laughed and hid, and was pinched by him and coughed.
Xia Liu put him in his arms and ravaged him, and slapped his head back and forth a few times, "Go back and kowtow to Lao Tzu and see if Lao Tzu is in the mood to forgive you!"
"I don't want to be your horse boy," He Chusan frowned, his voice full of smiles, "How is your injury? Are you all healed?"
Xia Liuyi said lightly, "The tendon in my right hand was picked, and I still have the strength to hold chopsticks."
Noticing that He Chusan was stiff, Xia Liuyi laughed, "What are you afraid of? Brother Liuyi don't want you to pay! You can beat up all over the place with one hand!"
He Chusan was still there and didn't speak, the atmosphere suddenly became awkward, Xia Liuyi pushed him impatiently, "Okay, don't cry! Go upstairs and get the knife!"
He Chusan was pushed to a stagger by him, and took a few steps slowly. Xia Liuyi suddenly said from behind, "Hey! Boy, can you play billiards?"
He Chusan turned around immediately, opened his mouth but could only say, "No."
"I have opened a few billiard rooms in Kowloon, and there is one at the entrance of your school. I will come over to Lao Tzu after class. No, it's nothing. Brother Liuyi will direct you personally."
He Chusan hesitated for a moment, "It doesn't sell 'white noodles', right?"
"Damn, what kind of 'white noodles' do you sell for billiards?! There are 'white flour' to wipe your hands! Do you want to send you a few pounds?!"
He Chusan nodded again and said softly in the dark, "Then I'll go."
Since then began an endless entanglement with an underworld boss.