Forty-six hours ago, Yingzhou.
It was 23: 05 in the morning, and it was drizzling. Outside Kobe Jinling Street, a car with a Danbo license plate quietly stopped at the intersection.
The young man in the back pushed open the door and unhurriedly held up an umbrella.
When he raised his slightly young face, it was illuminated by the flashing neon lights in the distance.
In front of the street, two rows of burly men in suits did not hold umbrellas. They were bathed in the rain and had serious expressions. They shouted and bowed respectfully to greet the guests.
"Wow, so ostentatious?"
The cabin in the woods whistled and laughed. "Does it have to be so grand when we're having a meal with our own family?"
Someone got out of the car from the passenger seat.
The middle-aged man's style was particularly strange. He was wearing sportswear, but there was a crooked tachi on his waist. His face was unshaven, his hair curled up, and his back was hunched. He looked like an old monkey.
Following behind the young man, he grinned at the "welcoming" guests on both sides.
The cigarette at the corner of his mouth fell to the ground and was stepped on.
Just like that, he swaggered into the heart of the Six He Society with the young man.
Walking through the quiet long street, under the gaze of countless people, they stepped through the vermilion main door, passed through the hall, and went straight forward.
They were so familiar with it that it was as if they were going home.
Along the way, Lin Shijiu smiled warmly and even greeted the acquaintances who came and went. However, this time, those who were full of enthusiasm in the past had become a little forced. They all retreated and did not dare to say much.
Moreover, outside the hall, in the open space waiting, the expressions of the additional unfamiliar faces were not quite the same.
There were people from Xinluo with tattoos, people from the Russian Federation in sportswear, and people from Yingzhou in suits and leather shoes like office workers. There were bronze-skinned Americans, and even pitch-black Egyptians.
Those outsiders who were clearly separated from each other were smoking and chatting. There were old and young, men and women. They were all different.
However, without exception, there was a kind of cruel aura on them.
It was like a beast mixed in the crowd.
When they heard the approaching footsteps in the distance, their eyes became unfriendly.
The old monkey behind Lin Shijiu scratched his cheeks.
The cabin in the woods ignored it and continued to move forward.
Their journey was smooth and unimpeded.
Until the last gate, he was stopped by the arm of a blood relative.
The middle-aged man with his arms crossed leaned against the door and looked at Lin Shijiu. He raised his hand and motioned for Lin Shijiu to open his arms.
"Do we still need to search him, Brother Eleven?"
Little Hut in the Woods widened his eyes in confusion. "So distant?"
Lin Shiyi curled his lips and said, "Sixth Granduncle said that we can search anyone except for Little Nineteen. If there is another badger game, he won't be able to stand it."
"How could I? Haha."
The little hut in the forest shrugged innocently and allowed his cousin to search it. "Teacher is not here. Even if I have explosives all over my body, I can't hurt Sixth Granduncle, can I?"
Brother Eleven didn't answer. He carefully searched him from head to toe. Finally, he let go of his hand and patted him on the shoulder. Then, he stepped aside and opened up a path.
The old monkey with the saber wanted to follow, but Brother Eleven raised his hand and stopped him.
The middle-aged man's smile was gentle as he reminded, "Unauthorized personnel are not allowed to enter. Thank you."
"I'm a carrier." Old Monkey raised its eyes and explained seriously.
Lin Shiyi didn't say anything. He just looked at him with a smile.
Old Monkey also smiled and looked at his neck.
The fingers on his waist flicked.
It was as if they were jumping on the invisible piano keys.
They looked at each other silently.
Until the little hut in the forest in front of the door, he turned back and said, "Don't worry, Elder Ju Chuan. It's just a family drinking tea … Sixth Granduncle won't hurt me, right?"
The second half of the sentence was said to the smoky room.
In the room, the atmosphere was tense. The long table was already filled with guests from all over the place. Smoke lingered on each of their cold and gloomy faces.
Only the old man at the end of the long table was still smiling kindly.
"What are you talking about? My Little Nineteen is in Sixth Granduncle's territory. Who can hurt you?"
So, the smile in the hut in the forest became more and more cheerful.
He walked into the hut and closed the door.
He swaggered off his coat and hung it on the hanger. Then, he sat on the last chair at the end of the long table. He looked up at the faces around him. Some were familiar, some were unfamiliar.
He greeted them warmly.
"Is everyone here so early? Have you eaten? Don't just drink tea when you're old. It's bad for your stomach. "
No one responded.
The hut in the forest didn't expect to get an answer.
He propped up his chin without embarrassment and looked at them.
The third in command of the K Gang, 'Red Nose' Ronnie; the Illuminati's Archbishop Kenichi Numahara; the Nuji Group's representative, Jinkuan City; the Big Circle's Red Stick Chen Libo; the American Mafia's old godfather, Johnson; Egypt's drug magnate, Silas …
All the famous leaders of the underworld of the capital were gathered here today.
Even the unexpected people in the hut in the forest …
He raised his eyes and looked at the seat beside Sixth Granduncle. It was an old woman in a suit with a graceful bearing, "Is Fourth Aunt here too?"
"Isn't that right?"
Fourth Aunt smiled kindly, "I heard that Little Nineteen is doing well. Old Master was worried and asked me to come and take a look. Don't worry, I'm here. No one can hurt you today. "
"Then I'll have to rely on Fourth Aunt's blessing."
Lin Nineteen chewed the grapes in the fruit plate and let out a long breath, "Otherwise, with such a big lineup, I don't feel confident … Hey, why don't I see Mr. Luishima? And Old Lady Sada? Wasn't she fine the last time? Why didn't she come today? She can't be angry, right? "
"…"
After a short moment of silence, everyone's expression turned ugly.
"They're dead." Big Jin coldly glanced at the seemingly innocent young man, "One was yesterday, and the other was this morning … They were both killed by an old monkey-like swordsman. Don't tell me you've forgotten?"
The hut in the forest was stunned and couldn't help but pat his head.
"Look at my memory …" He smiled awkwardly, "I saw that you were still alive, so I thought they were safe too. I forgot, I forgot. "
As soon as he said that, everyone's expression became ferocious.
They were furious.
If Sixth Granduncle, who was hosting the meeting, didn't suddenly raise his eyes and forcibly suppress the restless murderous intent, perhaps there would be people in the hall who would draw their swords to fight to the death.
"Little Nineteen, everyone knows that you've been fierce recently. There's no need to show off here. Give Sixth Granduncle some face and say less. "
"Okay, okay."
Lin Nineteen shrugged helplessly. He tilted his head and spat out grape seeds on the ground. He said casually, "If you didn't ask me, I wouldn't want to come today … It's meaningless to come here. I can't tell you the reason. If we quarrel, it will be embarrassing."
"How can you know if you don't talk about it?"
Sixth Granduncle picked up the teacup and took a sip. He kindly suggested, "Everyone just wants to do business. There's no need to make a big fuss because of some trivial misunderstanding, right?"
"To be honest, now that it's to the extent of a full-scale war, I'm also under a lot of pressure."
The hut in the forest shook his head, "You're all famous big shots. We're living a good life. No one wants to put their hands in other people's pot.
However, the census of Danbo and the census of mixed race were arranged by my teacher before he left. As a student, I can only nod and carry out his orders. How can I make irresponsible remarks? "
He clapped his hands and defended himself innocently, "You see, this is my teacher's task. Why do you have to make things difficult for me, a henchman, right?"
With a simple flick of his wrist, he threw the blame to outer space.
As if he wasn't the one who killed the whole family a few days ago!
Feeling those angry eyes, Lin Nineteen was thick-skinned, grinned, and showed a sincere expression, "Everyone, give me some face. How about sending those beastmen to register?
Anyway, after being a tool for so many years, there's nothing to live for. Just treat it as a good thing and let them bask in the sun for a few more days, okay? "
He put his hands together and suggested again, "Think about it, okay? Just treat it as doing good deeds. "
For the past few days, the entire underground world of the capital was in chaos.
The war that lasted for more than a month, the fights that didn't see blood and the fights that saw blood but couldn't see the light of day all started because of this.
From the beginning of the census of Danbo to the registration of mixed race and even the protection of human rights … Every decision issued by the branch was fiercely digging meat into the pot of everyone here.
Whether it was the processing and trafficking of forbidden drugs, the mining of illegal precious metals, the urgently needed experimental products in various underground laboratories, and even the custom industries, usury, food processing, and so on …
The existence of every cheap human resource was the cornerstone of this city in the shadows. No matter who it was, it was the 'normal' that was difficult to shake.
This was not something that could be changed by the rise of Danbo's inner circle.
If they acted rashly, it would only make the predators in the muddy water react.
Therefore, it wasn't hard to imagine what had happened.
It was as if they had become everyone's enemy in an instant.
They hit a wall everywhere and became the enemy of the whole world.
From the initial moderation, followed by the probing, then the friction and the final outbreak, the blood washed the places that light couldn't find again and again.
Clearly, the order of peace had just ended, and a full-scale war was about to come again.
Everyone stood at the edge of the cliff.
She scrutinized that slightly young face and his smile.
But they didn't respond.
Sixth Great Uncle stayed out of it and didn't say a word. He just drank tea quietly. As a mediator, he had done his best.
Whether the next thing would succeed or not, it had nothing to do with him.
But the other people's eyes soon faintly looked at the seat of honor … The middle-aged woman with a kind smile next to Sixth Great Uncle, who was like a clay puppet.
"In fact, everything has not reached the point of life and death."
Fourth Aunt finally opened her mouth and said with a smile, "In Jianghu, don't hurt the harmony if you can.
Little Nineteen is young, and it is the time for him to make a contribution. Everyone here is his uncles, and you should help him as much as you can … Since Danbo wants it, let's put together the mixed race in our hands and give half to Danbo. "
Her soft Yingzhou dialect was indescribably pleasant to the ears. However, when she glanced at the people below with her slender phoenix eyes, there was a faint trace of coercion in her gaze.
Sixth Great Uncle still didn't say a word and just drank tea silently.
But the palpitating oppression lingered in everyone's hearts, and their expressions changed …
Motherf * cker, asking for half of it the moment he opened his mouth!
This was completely different from what they had agreed on!
The people of the Lin Family were really inhumane!
But now that things had come to this, they could either die together or give up half of their illegal accounts. What other choice did they have?
After a short silence, everyone finally made a decision.
"In that case, let's do it this way."
The first to speak was the dark-skinned Egyptian, Silas. In his chemistry lab, the mixed race who grew herbs and made medicine were the fastest to change. Giving half of it to the old, weak, sick, and disabled would not hurt their foundation.
On the contrary, Red Nose Ronnie's expression changed.
Recently, more than half of the profits from the mixed race smuggling in Yōsaka were in their hands. Suddenly asking him to give it up was like cutting off his flesh.
But the situation was beyond his control.
Seeing that everyone was nodding slowly, and even the people of the Illumination Cult had chosen to submit, what could he do …
He could only grit his teeth and nod.
After a short silence, Lin Nineteen looked at those faces and finally let out a long breath.
Finally, he looked at the seat of honor.
He still wasn't sure.
"Aunt Four, you can make the decision. Half?"
The graceful woman nodded indifferently. "Don't worry, as long as there's one less, Aunt Four will compensate you."
Then, the cabin in the forest laughed.
He looked around again.
"Is that what everyone thinks?"
For a moment, everyone nodded. They did not want to complicate things at this time.
"Since that's the case, let's have a cup of tea."
In the entire conference room, at the long table, the only young man who had the right to war laughed. He took the lead to raise his teacup and saluted from afar.
"Let's forget about today's matter. How about it?"
In the face of his invitation, those gloomy faces, which were originally grief-stricken, also squeezed out a happy smile, wanting to end this as soon as possible.
As for the future, there was still a long way to go.
There was always a debt to be settled slowly.
Just like that, in the dense fragrance of tea, everyone's laughter became kind and harmless.
It was joyous and harmonious.
Regardless of whether they were inexperienced or skilled, they all drank the tea in their cups to show the establishment of the alliance.
Finally, the cabin in the forest put down the teacup in his hand.
He wiped his mouth.
He said,
"Then let's fight."
Along with his words, a faint roar could be heard.
In the distant city that was shrouded in rain, a sudden burst of fire could be seen.
The moment he made the decision, from Kyoto to Osaka, from Yomiuri to the distant Tsushima, Shikishima, and Hokkaido … countless huge vehicles rushed out of the darkness. In the carriages that were pushed open, there were Jidao who had been waiting for a long time with swords and sabers in their hands, attacking their scheduled opponents.
A full-scale war had arrived at this moment.
Ear-piercing alarms burst out from the headquarters of the Six He Gang, and sharp screams came from outside the door.
For a moment, everyone's expression changed, including Aunt Four, who had been smiling just now. Those big shots whose expressions suddenly changed pulled out their weapons in an instant and aimed at the face of the cabin in the forest. At this time, they were furious.
Even Uncle Six, who was drinking tea, froze in place.
He looked up with his pitch-black eyes.
The leader of the Road of Sin looked down indifferently at the brat who was making trouble in front of him.
"Little Nineteen, what are you doing?"
"I'm doing what I'm supposed to do, Uncle Six."
In front of those muzzles, the cabin in the forest tilted his head, lit the cigarette at the corner of his mouth, and blew the smoke casually. "The mediation meeting is over. The peace talks have failed. I've drunk the tea to send the guests away. What else can I do?"
He grinned with a mocking smile.
"Of course, I'm going to fight."
In the dead silence, another pair of cold eyes looked at him.
"Little Nineteen, are you kidding me?"
Aunt Four's smile disappeared.
That graceful face became cold and gloomy, without the color of a living person. There was only a pale white color, like ashes that had been burned out. Her long hair curled and wriggled like a snake, choosing to devour people. "Or, have you grown up and become successful, and you don't even care about Fourth Aunt?"
"Aunt Four, what are you talking about? I didn't mean to offend you."
Lin Nineteen took off the cigarette in confusion and put it out in his hand. "You see, I'm very grateful for your care. I agree with your idea of peace, and I especially agree with your idea.
But, here's the only problem. "
He raised his finger and pointed at himself. He looked at his elder and asked in confusion, "When the f * ck did I say that I only want half?"
At that moment, his respect disappeared.
A ferocious flame burst out of his eyes, and cruelty rose. "I came here today because I respect you as an elder. But who do you think you are? Since when did you have the right to talk about things in Jingdu? "
Behind him, the door suddenly broke.
It seemed to be cut off by an invisible sword.
A figure in a mess fell in. He staggered back, supporting himself on the table, and almost couldn't get up. Lin Shiyi, who was guarding outside the door, opened his mouth and spat out blood. He raised his broken right arm and pointed at the figure who came in from outside the door.
It was the warrior with curly hair and beard, who looked like an old monkey.
His loose sportswear had been stained red with blood, and it became so sad, full of cracks and gunshot wounds. The blood that flowed down the face could not hide the darkness underneath.
Cursed livor mortis spread on his face.
He still didn't dare to smile.
He endured the killing intent of his sixth granduncle and walked into the hall step by step. He tilted his head and said to the young man next to him, "Everything outside has been taken care of … But your cousin accidentally cut off his hand. Is it okay?"
"It's okay, it's okay."
Lin Shiyi glanced at his cousin who was in a mess and looked away indifferently. "The surgeons of the Lin family are the best in Dongxia. As long as he's still alive, he'll be fine after a few days of rest."
On the table next to him, Lin Shiyi suddenly roared and propped himself up, trying to grab him.
But then, a hand suddenly reached out and grabbed his face tightly, pressing him onto the table as if he was a chicken waiting to be slaughtered.
It was as steady as an iron clamp, not allowing him to move at all.
It was Lin Shiyi.
"Everyone, you came to talk to me, and I talked to you. You wanted to have tea with me, and I drank it. You wanted sincerity, and I gave it to you … But what did you say to me? Half? "
Ignoring his cousin's other hand, he raised his blood-stained face, looked around at everyone here, and said word by word, "I came all the way here.
"I f * cking came all the way here. Do you think I'm a beggar in the charity hall?!"
"Today, I'll say it for the last time here! Hand over the bastards in your hands! "
"Either all of them, or die!"
He pulled out the snow-white blade from his bosom. With a swing of his hand, he nailed it onto the long table. A buzzing sound rang out, illuminating the stiff faces.
"And you, sixth granduncle —"
The ferocious young man raised his eyes and looked indifferently at the old man at the end of the long table. Like a young snake flicking its tongue at a python, there was the same darkness and brutality.
"If you want territory and want to reach out to Danbo, you can talk to me. Why did you push the idiot in the family to talk to you? You have to remember, no matter how many people die today and how much we lose, it's all because of Fourth Aunt's stupidity! "
A shrill scream sounded.
Blood spurted out.
Because the hand holding the knife suddenly pressed down, the sharp knife cut a deep crack on the table, and cut off his cousin's other hand.
A severed hand flew up and fell in front of Fourth Aunt's furious face. The five fingers were still twitching, and it was futile to ask for help.
Below, the young man with the knife glanced at her face, no longer hiding his disdain and disgust. "Wearing a suit and tie, what's the use of holding a mobile phone? Huh? "
"Eat shit!"
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