Shanjiao Street, as the name suggests, is a street at the foot of the mountain.
If it is placed in other places, a place with such a name must be the most inconspicuous, but it is different in Yancheng.
because…
'Danuma' lived on the mountain.
The neighborhoods closer to the hill are more prosperous and wealthy.
When you come to the foot of the mountain, this kind of prosperity and wealth is beyond the imagination of ordinary people, especially in terms of safety, it is even more amazing.
There are not only fixed police posts and patrol cars every fifteen minutes, but most importantly, every person who lives here does not lack professional bodyguards.
The bright whistle and dark whistle combined with modern technology make every building at the foot of the mountain like a castle, unbreakable.
Because of this, some things became bolder.
An elongated black car drove into the gate of a certain building, bypassed the fountain in front of the gate, and stopped in front of the long hall of the main building after going through three checks.
There is no need for the master's servant, the driver and the co-driver's bodyguard open the door for their master.
An extremely fat, but extremely short man came down.
The other party was in his prime, but his skin was extremely loose, and the two pieces of meat under the eyelids stretched on his cheeks, making the other party look like a pug.
Not as cute as a pug, though.
The gloomy expression and vicious triangular eyes made everyone feel uncomfortable when they saw each other.
But even so, this one is much more comfortable than the one who came after him.
The same extended black car, the same shrewd and fierce driver and bodyguard.
The difference is that the person who walked down changed from a fat man to a bald man.
The other party has scars all over his face, and he doesn't have a right hand, but what people care about the most is the clothes and accessories on the other party's body.
In the light, the completely black clothes exude a brilliance that ordinary cloth does not have, but they are not as stiff as ordinary leather clothes.
Very soft and smooth.
Moreover, the knit is fine.
When the pale white buttons are dotted on it, it brings out the extraordinary of this dress even more.
But none of the people around who knew the details were willing to take a second look at this dress.
The short fat man made even more sarcasm.
"Cambaker, you don't look any prettier even in women's hair."
In a shrill voice, the short fat man took the cigar from his hand.
"Better than a barking mangy dog."
The bald, scar-faced man sneered.
At the same time, he strode towards the other party.
The short fat man swallowed his clouds with his expression unchanged, and the accompanying bodyguard stepped forward to block the bald and scarred man.
"Go away!"
The bald-headed and scar-faced man snorted coldly.
The bodyguard in front of him was completely unmoved.
He neither answered nor moved.
Immediately, the atmosphere became tense, and the bodyguard who was following the bald-headed and scar-faced man directly drew out his gun.
One party draws a gun, and the other party is not to be outdone.
The gun in his hand was also pointed at the other party.
As for the core of both parties, the short fat man and the bald man with the scarred face who were pointed at by the gun did not respond at all, as if the two guns did not exist.
"Gentlemen."
"Come here to discuss things, not for you to show off."
The sound did not come from the building, it was very far away, but it was clearly transmitted to the ears of everyone in front of the hall.
The short fat man raised his eyebrows at the bald and scarred man.
The latter curled his lips calmly.
Then, the two waved at the same time.
The subordinates of both sides retreated separately, and the two walked into the building side by side.
And in this short process, the two also exchanged winks from time to time.
Obviously, the two are far from being at loggerheads as they appear on the surface.
Or…
When faced with a more powerful enemy, the weaker two had to work together.
Walk through the uniquely furnished corridors.
In a study room, the two saw the owner here: an old man with gray hair and a kind smile on his face.
However, the two of them will not really be fooled by the superficial 'kindness'.
They are very clear about the details of the old man in front of them.
In Yancheng, most of the arms, ammunition, drug, human, population, peddling, selling, etc. businesses come from this old man.
To put it simply, compared to this inconspicuous old man, the two feared big guys are just children who have just learned to walk.
In fact, in Pisco's eyes, the two really were child's play.
No matter the attitude towards 'business'.
Or show him the so-called 'hostility'.
It's all so naive and ridiculous.
The reason why there are still two people left is because for him, the dispensable two people still have a certain effect.
For example: today.
"Have you heard about the incident on Delin Street?"
Pisk leaned on the sofa like a real old man, and said slowly.
"heard."
"I didn't expect Ford to have such a younger brother."
"Much crisper than Ford."
The bald-headed and scar-faced man nodded.
"Is that really Ford's brother?"
the old man asked.
"Um."
"It is indeed Ford's brother—I sent someone to question Ford, and Ford himself admitted it."
"That guy is such an idiot!"
"I actually fell into the trap of Oak and trapped myself in it."
The short fat man couldn't help showing a sarcastic smile again out of habit.
"Yeah, originally I thought that Ford would become the person I need to train after you, but I didn't expect..."
"How is his brother?"
"Have you sent someone to contact you?"
After the old man sighed, he continued to ask.
"No."
"However, I don't think there's a need for contact."
"He's just a reckless fellow."
"No contact at all."
"right!"
"Such a guy will only bring us trouble!"
"What we need now is a stable development, not a struggle!"
The two shook their heads at the same time, and reached a rare agreement.
"In this case… "
"One of you go and kill him!"
"Whoever kills him is in charge of Durling Street."
After pondering for a moment, the old man said this.
Durring Street!
The short, fat, bald man's eyes lit up.
Then, the previous moment, they looked like they were fighting against each other, but they collapsed in an instant.
"give it to me!"
"Why give it to you?"
"I have more people!"
"My people are stronger!"
After unanimous voice, the dispute began.
The old man watched such a dispute with a smile, and did not intend to stop it at all.
This is what he is most willing to see, so how can he stop it
As for that new, Ford cousin
Although it's a pity to lose a pawn worth cultivating.
But compared with that plan, what is it
Just when Pisk was thinking about watching the heated dispute between the short fat man and the bald man, and preparing to seek more benefits for himself, there was a sudden knock on the window.
Ding, Ding Ding!
After the knocking sound of the glass, the window was opened straight away, and a mass of black object was thrown in from the window, rolling down to the feet of the three.
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