The night was dim. Wang Yu had already fallen asleep with his wife in his arms, and the lights in the neighborhood dimmed.
Under the street lamp, a figure flashed by.
The person had one arm in a cast and the other in bandages. It was Brother Hui, the guy Wang Yu had taught a lesson to.
Brother Hui was a gangster with no fixed income. Seeing that the new year was around the corner, he naturally had to earn some money.
However, in his current state, not to mention extortion, it would be difficult for him to even steal. The Beggar Sect did not accept people during the New Year holidays. At this moment, he could only sell the jade pendant that Wang Yu had given him.
Brother Hui had been extorting for many years, so he had some foresight. He knew that the jade pendant was worth a lot. If not for the fact that he had no money for the new year, he would not have sold it so quickly.
Under the moonlight, Brother Hui turned into a small alley at the corner of the street and pushed open the door of a pawnshop.
Pawnshops were a very old business. Some people thought that pawnshops had long disappeared in modern society, but that was not the case. In today's society, loans were prevalent, and pawnshops were still thriving. They could be seen everywhere in the city.
This pawnshop was called "You Sen Pawnshop," and the owner was called Li You Sen. He was a veteran, and people called him Master Sen.
When Master Sen was young, he had sold guns and drugs. Everyone in the underworld knew him. Now that he was old, he retired and opened a pawnshop to retire. At the same time, he helped the younger generation in the underworld sell stolen goods. He was considered one of the more conscientious people in the underworld.
After all, a big shot like him did not lack money. He just wanted to do something for fun.
Under the light, Brother Hui sat on the sofa cautiously. Master Sen was on the other side, drinking tea and asking, "Hui Zi, what are you doing here in the middle of the night? I don't think I have much money. "
Brother Hui quickly said, "Master Sen, I got something good recently. I want you to take a look."
As he spoke, Brother Hui handed over the jade pendant.
Seeing the jade pendant, Master Sen's eyes lit up. He caressed it and said, "High-grade mutton-fat material, warm and smooth, and it was carved by a master. It's worth at least 500,000!"
Brother Hui was excited. "R-really?"
Brother Hui thought that the jade pendant was only worth tens of thousands. He did not expect the violent man to be such a practical person, throwing away such a treasure so casually.
"Dead or alive … eh?" Just as Elder Sen was about to ask Brother Hui if he wanted to be a dead or alive disciple, he suddenly felt a line of small words on the bottom right corner of the jade token.
"Wang … Clan … Leader …"
Grandpa Sen felt a jolt in his heart when he heard those words. He threw the tag away as if he had been electrocuted and asked in shock, "Where did that thing come from?"
"It's a family heirloom …" Brother Hui quickly lied when he saw Elder Sen's expression.
Elder Sen said angrily, "Bullsh * t! This is the jade token of the head of the Tianbei Wang family. Which ancestor of yours is surnamed Wang? Who gave this to your family? "
"This … I …" Seeing Elder Sen get angry, Big Brother Hui was so scared that he almost knelt down. When this old man got angry, his power was still very frightening.
Seeing Huizi's expression, Master Sen retracted his imposing manner and said earnestly, "Let me tell you, Huizi, there are three types of people you can't afford to offend in the underworld. The soldiers and the police are both government officials. You can't afford to offend them. The other type is in the sect. It's best to avoid them when you meet them!"
"From the sect?" Brother Hui was a little puzzled.
"They're martial arts practitioners! These people aren't afraid of gangsters like you who run around with machetes and steel pipes. If you meet some righteous young man who has read too many wuxia novels, he can kill all of you in the blink of an eye. "
"Ah …" Brother Hui was slightly stunned and said with lingering fear, "I know. The Wang family from the North that you mentioned is also from the sect?"
Brother Hui was definitely not lying this time. Initially, he also thought that martial arts practitioners were a legend. After what happened yesterday, he didn't dare to doubt it anymore. The injury on his hand was a lesson learned in blood.
Master Sen said, "That's right! Li of the South, Wang of the North, Chen of the East, and Yang of the West. They are the four biggest families in China. Don't think that the Wang family is ranked second. In fact, their strength is definitely stronger than the other three families combined. You actually stole their family head's jade token. Do you think you can still live in peace? "
Brother Hui was on the verge of tears. With a bitter face, he said, "I … Master Sen, to tell you the truth, this jade token was given to me by someone else. I definitely didn't steal it."
Master Sen sneered and said, "Don't care how you got it. You better throw this thing away. Otherwise, your whole family will be in trouble. Trust me, those people are very sectarian. They hate people who humiliate their families the most. They are ruthless when dealing with people like that. In front of them, we are just a bunch of gangsters …"
"Master Sen, you have a lot of connections. Take this token. If you can afford it, just give me whatever you want. If not, I won't mention money."
Brother Hui was really scared. After all, he had been beaten up twice in a day. Anyone would be paranoid.
Master Sen waved his hand as if he was shooing away a fly. "Go away, go away. I still want to have a peaceful New Year."
"Master Sen … You watched me grow up …" Brother Hui knelt on the ground with a thud.
Looking at Big Brother Hui's expression, Elder Sen gritted his teeth and said, "Fine, I'll just take it as karma for an old man like me. Leave the badge with me for now. I'm warning you, don't let anyone know about this. Otherwise, none of us will have it easy!"
"I … I got it." Brother Hui nodded. "I'll go back now."
"Wait!" Master Sen suddenly called out to Brother Hui.
"What else?" Brother Hui asked in surprise.
Master Sen took out a stack of money from the drawer and threw it to Brother Hui. "Take this ten thousand dollars. Write a stupid note to prevent people from gossiping!"
"Aye, alright!"
Brother Hui quickly picked up the pen and wrote a note. Then, he hurriedly left the pawnshop.
Under the light of the pawnshop, Li Yousen touched the jade token with a face full of smiles. He mumbled, "Young people these days are really getting more and more cowardly. Those who practice martial arts … Haha, what kind of society are we in now? Even I don't believe these old stories anymore. Alright, this jade token is real … Silly boy, why don't you think about it? The Wang family's master can't even keep a jade token. How powerful can he be? "
… …
The next morning, Wang Yu went online early. It wasn't easy being a professional gamer. Other than clearing dungeons and doing all kinds of quests, he had to stay in the game all day every time there was an event. He was afraid that he would fall behind others.
After entering the game and teleporting to the city, Wang Yu smelled something different.
"What's going on? The atmosphere in the city isn't right. "Wang Yu shouted in the channel.
Not long after, Yin Lao Er replied in the channel, "Don't you know? Something big happened last night? "
"What happened?"
"Unmatched Longsong and Blood Alliance started fighting. I heard that they didn't stop for the whole night. They only went offline this morning …" Famous Sword Daoxue also popped up and gossiped.
"Is that true? Why? "Wang Yu heard and asked curiously.
"I'm not sure. I think it's because of kill stealing …" Yin Lao Er said.
Famous Sword Daoxue laughed proudly, "Haha, you guys probably don't know. It's because of someone called Blood Brawler."
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