"Your car is really good." Wang Jiusheng raised Erlang's legs and touched the leather interior of the car, "It looks low-key from the outside, and it's really comfortable to sit on—hey, Xiao Chen, I'll ask a regional vice president to be my driver. Are you wronged?"
The middle-aged man driving the car laughed and said, "I used to serve people dishes, and I couldn't even get in the back kitchen. If it weren't for you, where would it be today? It should be."
Halfway through his words, he suddenly stopped looking at Wang Jiusheng from the rearview mirror, pretending to concentrate on the road, reaching out and turning on the air conditioner, his hand slipped off the steering wheel, leaving a patch of sweat.
But the back of the chair blocked, but Wang Jiusheng didn't see it. He stretched his body relaxedly and looked at the Yanning street scene outside the window with interest: "If you can follow the right boss, you are already stronger than most people in the world. Slowly You will understand that the majority of people are not clear-headed. Look at Yang Qing, Yang Ping, Zhang Meizhen and the rest. They are holding smartphones, ordering takeaways and riding the high-speed train. Their brains are still the same as in the last century. Times change so fast , Do you think you are a spicy ginger?"
The driver agreed casually, probably because he became the "general manager" and his ability to flatter was regressed, and he failed to agree with the flowers.
Fortunately, Wang Jiusheng didn't mind: "The Xu family are all idiots, and the stinking beggars of the Beggar Gang can't even be called stupid, and there are night pots on their necks. I see that the entire Yanning City, counted by head, is also Just that Yu Lanchuan is barely considered a normal person. After all, he has a high degree of education, but he is a little tender... Hey, do you think my words are contradictory, saying that experience is useless for a while, and then you think young people are tender?"
driver:"… "
Wang Jiusheng may have been suffocating himself on a language barrier island, and his desire to express is quite strong. After asking the question, he asked himself and answered like a crappy teacher: "Actually not, the metabolism of personnel is inseparable from its originality. , you have to refine your experience, you have to grasp the 'zong', not to go to the surface - what kind of face, the righteousness of the rivers and lakes, a glass of wine in the peach and plum spring breeze, this is all going to 'change', it's all dross - the past Brothers fight, you help with boxing, that's loyalty, if you try again, you will be sentenced to a few years if you are caught! I don't understand, what is the age, the big fools of the Xu family still have nothing to collect and play? Undefeated, can you avoid guns and missiles? What remains the same? The constant is power and power. Gangs may not exist, but the power is there, and your people are there. Even if you don’t have a title, you are still the uncrowned king. How did we Futongda do it... Xiao Chen, are you going the wrong way?"
The driver said: "Ouch... Yes! I forgot to turn the corner, I was so absorbed in hearing what you said, I... I have been out of town for the past few years, and Yan Ning's road is not familiar... "
"It's alright, anyway, we're not in a hurry, let's take a few more laps," Wang Jiusheng waved his hand, didn't care, and continued his personal speech with great interest, "Experience has to be so refined, you can't just look at things on the surface, you must Let's see what this story tells us - this time I picked up a piece of jerky under the table to eat, and next time I knew it was under the table to find it, it was a dog!"
The word "dog" fell, and the driver suddenly made a sharp turn, turned left into an intersection marked with no left turn, and then braked sharply.
Wang Jiusheng didn't wear a seat belt in the back seat, and his whole body was turned upside down: "You..."
"Mr. Wang, yes, I'm sorry." The driver froze on the seat, and the words in his mouth trembled at the same frequency as others.
Wang Jiusheng suddenly understood and opened his eyes wide: "Chen Dazhu, what are you doing?"
"I, I, I can't help it, Mr. Wang, I'm really... just a gangster, nothing else... I still have a wife and children, my wife just gave birth to a second child... She, she will kill! Threats my whole family I, I really dare not…”
So what does this story tell us
A person who betrays his friends in his teens, when he is in his 40s or 50s, the price of betraying his friends will be a little higher than when he was a child.
In addition to picking up meat under the table to eat, dogs can't change to eat shit.
Mr. Wang preached for free, received professional knowledge, and summed up the truth one by one. It seems that he forgot to connect theory with practice.
Wang Jiusheng was stunned for two seconds, and his reaction could not be said to be unpleasant. He took advantage of the driver's grumbling confession that he didn't have time to lock the door, jumped up, tore the door and started running wildly.
And it seemed that the house leaked and it rained overnight. He ran away like this, and a siren suddenly sounded nearby.
But no matter whether the police came by coincidence or not, the police will definitely not threaten the cooperation of the masses with "kill your whole family". Wang Jiusheng was shocked and thought of course: it must be the Xu family.
Wang Jiusheng came back to China to fight for power with Zhang Meizhen. Because of the special nature of this activity, and he was suspicious, he was afraid that someone in the Xingjiao Gang would be unsettled and would be turned against him, so he only kept the most trusted person by his side - this person. Thirty-six years ago, he was a grasshopper on the same rope, and he made a fortune entirely on his own, so he would definitely not fall for Zhang Meizhen.
But he did not expect that this person did not fall towards Zhang Meizhen, but towards the Xu family.
And because of his paranoia, he didn't have enough people around him.
Wang Jiusheng knew that the Xu family had a lot of opinions on his use of knives to kill people and let them lose their troops and lose their generals, but the two sides have known each other for so long, and everyone has always regarded peace as the most precious, and peace makes money. If you take care of yourself, please explain it slowly, and you can make up for it!
What good is this for both parties now! Neuropathy
In broad daylight, Wang Jiusheng ran wild, feeling as if he was being chased by two shadows, the police on one side and the Xu family on the other.
For many years, he has been relying on conspiracy and calculations. He practiced a little kung fu when he was young and gave it to the dead ghost master. Like most middle-aged and elderly men, he only ran a few steps, and his wicked heart and lungs rose together.
The blood vessels in Wang Jiusheng's temple were throbbing violently, his eyes were black and his brain was white. He couldn't think about why there were police here. He could only pray desperately for the Xu family to run into the police. But on second thought, no! That Chen Dazhu knew too much about him, what if he also fell into the hands of the police
While he was thinking wildly, he was in a panic, and the sound of the cars behind him was getting closer and closer, and the front road had already seen the front of the police car that was about to turn, and he was going to be caught in the middle!
Wang Jiusheng pressed his chest hard, used the power of the wild, aimed at the wall by the road, and jumped - people can really perform beyond the level at a critical juncture, and this jump almost made him regain his youthful skills. , He didn't care about the skin scratched by the bricks, turned a somersault and glanced condescendingly, and saw that the police had blocked both ends, and the Xu family might be afraid of the police and did not show up.
That's okay - being blocked by the police is better than being chased by the Xu family and able to escape.
Wang Jiusheng took a breath, his back was tingling, and his chest was stuffy. He had medicine in his pocket, but it was too late to take it. He turned around and wanted to jump down. At this moment, a small yin wind suddenly blew in his ears. Turning his head away, he felt something rubbing against his earlobe and landed on the ground, making a slight noise.
Then, someone laughed: "Oh, Mr. Wang, it's embarrassing."
Wang Jiusheng raised her head in disbelief, and saw a big tree not far away, a person standing on the top of the tree with her feet hanging in the air. In the late spring season, which was already hot, she was still wearing a long coat, hood and hood. The mask covered the entire face with only one slit left, and knife-like eyes shot out from there.
She stretched out her left hand, rolling small silver blades between her slender fingers, and kept her voice low and deep: "We finally meet."
Wang Jiusheng stood there dumbfounded, and for a while, even the policemen who were chasing after him forgot.
Wei Huan, Wei Xiao... They died at his hands one by one, but Wan Muchun, as his name suggests, can really "sneak into the night with the wind". He had countless dreams in the middle of the night, woken up by the three-inch and two-minute-long blade, or was frightened by the suspicious shadow in the shadow and had his heart arrhythmia, nervously checking the doors and windows again and again.
Just when he thought that Wan Muchun finally got rid of his roots, the nightmare that haunted him for many years suddenly came true.
But isn't she dead
Aren't they all dead
Aren't these killers all like vampires, hiding in dark places
Wang Jiusheng's lips began to turn purple, and the blue veins on his neck were exposed as he breathed.
The person on the tree jumped up lightly, and the branches were not disturbed. Like a ghost, she approached him step by step. She dressed like Wei Xiao, but her behavior was more like Wei Huan, and she was relentless. Every step closer was like squeezing his breathing space a little bit. Wang Jiusheng seemed to have smelled the stench of the knife edge.
In the next instant, the terrifying killer suddenly disappeared from the spot. Wang Jiusheng only felt a flash in front of his eyes. He thought: It's over!
The police who rushed over saw that the target Wang Jiusheng was about to run, but suddenly the wind was blowing. In the chaos, he seemed to have thrown the metal zipper pull on his sleeve around his neck, and when his neck was cold, he let out a heart-piercing scream.
The scream was so terrifying that the policeman who rushed in front thought he had accidentally stabbed himself. He ran over to take a look and found that Wang Jiusheng was unharmed, twitching all over his body, covering his neck with one hand and his chest with the other. Pour gas on the ground.
"call the ambulance!"
"Does this guy have a heart attack?"
"How many bad things have you done? Seeing a police car can be scary like this... Quick, quick, who will come and give him a CPR!"
Yu Yan ran over with his colleagues, raised his head and glanced at the big locust tree on the other side of the wall.
Debt to be repaid, life to be repaid.
Cowards carry a lot of weight, and one day they will be powerless and will be crushed under the mountains.
The conspirators finally betrayed each other.
The dazzling light of the sky shone into the silent "Wulin Conference", Yang Qing squinted his dim old eyes, and was shaken by a little tear.
The policemen who were guarding the back door made a gesture to Yu Lanchuan, came in quietly, and took away the remnants of a few walking gangs in the venue. Finally, the two policemen came to Lao Yang and the old people of the beggar gang: "You still have to Come back with us and take a note."
Yang Qing nodded, handed the crutch to Zhang Meizhen, then tidied up his clothes, knelt down tremblingly, and kowtowed toward the crowd.
Zhang Meizhen stood next to him and looked at his back. It was really strange. She used to think that he was very tall. No matter when he stood up straight, the noble spine behind him was like a mountain range. But after kneeling like this, he was small again, so small that he could form a ball, wrapped in an empty shirt and trousers, and the soul and body inside were as dry as the dregs of medicine overnight.
This time she has no tears, because the eyeliner is not waterproof, and the tears rushed into ghosts.
"Zhang... rudder master, look at this..." The old people who were invited by her next to the walking helpers looked at each other and called her meaningfully.
Zhang Meizhen took out the red agate bat from her pocket, held it in both hands and looked at it for a moment: "Let's go."
"what?"
"The Beggar Gang is gone, and so are the Walking Foot Gang." She waved her hand and threw the red "Five Bat Orders", "It's all gone."
The last vestiges of Wujue are gone.
Ruan Xiaoshan gave a shrill cry, not like a human voice, but like an old crow reporting a mourning.