Daomu Biji

Chapter 10: The end of the song is scattered

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Sitting in the car, the exhaustion of my whole body surged. Thinking back to everything just now, I can hardly remember what happened just now.

However, judging from Xiaohua's expression, this matter is considered a success.

Xiaohua told me in the car that from the beginning, he knew that there must be a problem on my side, so in the whole plan, my side was just one step, the purpose was to lead everyone to the teahouse, and then two of his The dude stood by, and one of them wore another human skin mask.

If Wang Baqiu doesn't get into trouble, I will sing the big play until I finish it. Once there is any problem here, I am exposed or Wang Baqiu comes to force me, he still has an afterthought.

As soon as Pan Zi fell, he knew that things had changed and he was ready. Sure enough, Wang Baqiu came immediately, apparently lying in ambush all around, he immediately sent a message to his men, and the scene just happened.

I said, "This is thrilling enough. If that guy sends a text message a few minutes late, we will die."

Xiaohua said: "This business can't survive by luck." She told me to look at his mobile phone, and there was a text message on it: Liu Ye, San Ye brought a lot of people in our shop, what should I do

"The sixth most capable subordinate, when I sang K yesterday, I didn't realize that my phone was dropped." Xiaohua said, "Unfortunately, this little trick is always tried and tested."

I smiled bitterly in my heart, I don't know what to say, but the most difficult morning in my life has passed.

The human skin mask fits very well. I smoked half a pack of cigarettes in the car before slowly coming back and asking these people what they would do when they returned.

Xiao Hua said: "I don't know yet, but at least San Ye has come back. It has become a reality. Your third uncle has been famous in Changsha for decades. If Pan Zi walks around, his aura is completely different."

"I always feel hung, morale is already decayed, can I get up when I talk about it?"

"I'll give you an example. Now many new guys in the industry have grown up listening to the story of the third master. These people worship the third master as a god. As long as Pan Zi says to do things for the third master, they are willing to die. But the premise is that Pan Zi must represent San Ye, and they will feel that doing things for Pan Zi can get into San Ye’s handicap and get San Ye’s advice.” Xiao Hua said, “This is the difference. There are a lot of people in this group. Pan Zi can't move on his own."

I nodded, it made sense. Xiao Hua continued: "Among those people just now, there must be a large part of Pan Zi who can be directly called. Wang Baqiu and the fishmonger are still a trouble, but they can only face it directly."

When I asked about Pan Zi's news, Xiao Hua said, "You will see him soon, he has been discharged from the hospital."

"Leave the hospital, why do you want to be discharged?" I said, "He's fucking dead."

"Tonight is very important." Xiaohua said: "Our results just now require someone to realize it. Pan Zi must come forward to make sure that there are a few handicap on our side. Then, in the middle of the night, Wang Baqiu He and the sixth must be eliminated."

I was shocked: "What do you mean?"

"You don't stay overnight. This is Sanye's rule. Wang Baqiu also knows it very well, and he won't wait for death." Xiaohua said and looked at the sky: "It will rain tonight, and it will be bloody weather."

I looked at him and said unexpectedly: "Such a terrible thing, you have no pressure at all to say it, can you not do it?"

Xiao Hua smiled: "My grandfather said the sentence just now and my mother relayed it to me. I was only seventeen when I heard this sentence." She sighed, "Stress is such a thing. , Talking and talking, it's gone."

I frowned, feeling a panic of fear. I never thought that this kind of thing would happen again, and asked, "Is it necessary to do this? We should call the police anonymously and kill him."

"The nickname of innocence is really correct." Xiaohua said, "If I were your third uncle, maybe I can make you naive, but unfortunately I don't. Little Sanye, let's face it, this is your own. choose."

I was silent, looking at Changsha outside the car, remembering that Pan Zi had said something similar to me. This was indeed my choice.

Going back to the small hotel where I stayed last night, with my luggage, I moved to Xiaohua’s "guest house" in Changsha, which is slightly worse than Sichuan. Obviously it was renovated very early. It should be the transfer station that he established when he got home. , The chef in the cafeteria of the guest house is said to be the chief chef of the Lion House. He cooked three very delicate dishes for us.

When we went back to the room and ate, I asked when the night's things started, Xiao Hua smiled and didn't say anything, but kept me drinking.

It was a kind of wine that I couldn't taste. I suspect it might be mung bean stew. It was the original lees juice that Tufuzi used to drink before, plus some rock sugar and medicinal materials. When I drink it, it is spicy and it feels like mung bean soup . But after a few cups, I was drunk without warning. I don't even know when I was confused.

When I woke up, it was already the next morning. I saw Xiaohua and Panzi lying on the sofa in my room. They were covered in blood and they were sleeping soundly. I looked at the bright sunshine outside the window and knew that everything was over.

I did not ask for the details of that night tacitly. I only knew that the seven handicap was on our side. Wang Baqiu and the fishmonger's subordinates were mobs. They themselves were good at managing and not good at merging, and the results speak for themselves. Pan Zi received the payment owed from the following market, totaling 10 million yuan, and quickly rectified the collapsed Changsha general market. During this time, I was like a mascot, showing a small face everywhere.

When I left Changsha and flew to Hangzhou, there were already more than 40 guys in the total market. Although most of them were newcomers, under Pan Zi's control, the bumpy cargo started moving again, and the whole Changsha was stable. Down.

Since then, the initial difficulties have passed. After returning to Hangzhou, there is no need to be as bloody as Changsha, just wind and snow. During this period of time, Pan Zi will stay in Changsha to find a team for me, using Sanshu’s reputation and purse some good lamas, while I have to deal with Sanshu’s accumulated affairs in Hangzhou, and at the same time imitate Sanshu more systematically. Uncle, including the voice.

It seems difficult, Xiaohua taught me some skills, the purpose is to make San Shu's voice and face look less abrupt before going to Ba Nai to rescue.

After that, Xiaohua will return to Beijing and continue to deal with the Huo family, delaying time until Pan Zi pulls the team up.

We plan to complete everything in five days. I prayed silently in my heart that the stuffy oil bottle and the fat man can stick to it. Must wait until I get down!

The trouble is not to show. Five days later, Xiaohua, Pan Zi and I flew to Guangxi from Hangzhou, Beijing, and Changsha respectively. The three parties met at Guangxi Airport. As soon as I arrived at the airport, I saw Pan Zi brought over twenty-odd people who came here mightily, dressed up as a tour group. Pan Zi held up a small flag with the words "CYTS" written on it, and smiled at me with his headset.

It really was Pan Zi who couldn't be beaten. His injury must have not healed in five days, but his complexion was completely different, his hair was burnt and blackened, and Xiaohua was only wearing Xiuxiu, and the two of them were like a young couple.

I was alone, wearing the clothes Sanshu often wore, and suddenly felt a sense of loneliness. When these people came in front of me, Pan Zi said to the people behind him: "Call Sanye."

"San Ye!" everyone behind me yelled, I nodded, trying not to speak, Pan Zi led the way.

We got on a few very broken buns. Pan Zi and Xiao Hua, and I were sitting in the front car. Pan Zi introduced some people in the back car to me on the road.

I listened very carefully. I know that these links are done by the third uncle on weekdays. Now I am the third uncle. These people will listen to me when Pan Zi is away. Many of my decisions will affect the lives and deaths of these people behind me. , I can't be as muddled as before, and come to the ground with a tourist mentality.

"Seven hours later, we arrived in Banai. I already greeted Agui. After that, we went into the mountain immediately. However, now there is a problem. Everyone must be psychologically prepared, especially Sanye." Pan Zidao.

"What?" I asked.