The neon night is blurred, and the clouds above the city are surging with the wind, as if it is about to rain.

Chongbin City.

On the top floor of a building, the entire floor is full of one person. Looking through the window, the night view of the city is almost completely hidden in my eyes. Below the building is a bar with twinkling neon light bulbs. People who are drunk are coming and going, and the streets are full of various vehicles. Life at night has just begun.

An old man standing in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, with white beards like goats, his hair was combed back meticulously, his face was gloomy and thin, and his two iron galls in his hand were rubbed and squeezed, making a whirring sound.

The old man’s favorite thing is to stand on a high place to look at the city. When he was young, he fell in love with this angle when he loaded and unloaded goods at the dock beside the river bank. He saw with his own eyes that this once dilapidated and inconspicuous small county town built high-rise buildings, step by step, becoming a big city with hundreds of thousands of people today in the changes of the times. He witnessed the decline and prosperity of the city, and now he is full of white hair.

His name is Yin Jiuling. Most of the three religions and ninth ranks in this city called Uncle Yin, who directly or indirectly controlled the freight in the lower reaches of the Yangtze River. Of course, these are just things on the surface, income on the gray side, and they never told others, so naturally no one dared to ask about it.

The iron gallbladder rotated.

The tea on the table behind him was already a little cold. It was originally time for the old man to go to bed during this period, but something that happened last night made him confused or uneasy. Li Hongchao was not very famous than his brother, but his reputation was deeply memorable. However, he jumped off the building and died for no reason, which made the dormitory uneasy.

During the day, Yin Jiuling made people run around to inquire about the news from various channels. The feedback confirmed that he fell from the roof of the building and died, with no other scars outside his body. For an old man, he keenly sensed a trace of danger and peeked at the city in the dark.

"The strong dragon does not suppress the local snake... How strong is this dragon? Let the police help cover..."

The neon light flashed in his eyes. After muttering this sentence, he shook his head and turned around to leave and return to his residence. After all, no matter how anxious he was, he needed to rest.

"A Qiang." He walked to the table, drank the herbal tea in one sip, and ordered his subordinates who were wearing his coat: "I will notify several other people tomorrow, sit down and talk about this matter together, let's make a conclusion."

"Yes, Uncle Yin." The man named Aqiang responded and when he walked to open the door, many footsteps sounded in the corridor outside.

Aqiang closed the door vigilantly, and suddenly reached out with one hand and grabbed his wrist. He smiled and hugged, "Aqiang, you don't recognize Benyan? Gao En, you close the door as soon as you see me. Isn't it rude? Hahaha..."

"Aqiang, let them come in." The old man who had just put on his coat took off his clothes and threw them aside and sat on the sofa. "I visit late at night. It seems that the people from the Gao family are not good. Your father wants to attack me, the old man?"

Gao Muen waved his hand and asked his black-clad men to wait outside. He walked in with Hai Dafu, sat opposite Yin Jiuling, spreading his hands with a bad look on his face: "Hahaha... Uncle Yin is really smart, but unfortunately it's not like this. How could my father have such courage? It's all my yamen's idea."

"I haven't seen you for a while, and you're talking weird." The old man asked his close subordinates to serve tea to others, and the old god leaned against the back cushion: "Tell me, what do you want to do when you come here so late? If you cause trouble, your father can settle it for you. There is no need to come to me."

“Hahaha…hahaha…”

Gao Muen laughed a long time and rubbed his palms with a little embarrassed expression: "I have something to do to look for you, it's not too big. Alas, don't look at me with this look..."

"What the hell is it?" Yin Jiuling saw that this round-faced fat man was a fool. His father defeated Ruoda Gao Group with one hand and one step, and he was naturally one of the best ruthless people. How could he have such a son?

"A small thing is to put someone on your head, no! Ask many people... But don't worry, my yamen will protect you from the back and give you a care for the elderly and the end of your life. Hey hey, no matter how you say, put down the ashtray..."

How could a person who had been in the world in the early years be without blood? Yin Jiuling was considered a lifelong life and had some skills in his hands. In this place, his prestige was quite high. When he was old, he was blushed by a young man. The blue veins on the back of his hands were bulging. He grabbed the ashtray on the coffee table and smashed it.

Halfway through, a wide and fat hand reached over and grabbed it steadily.

Short hair, round face, and a beard on his mouth. This is Hai Dafu next to Gao Muen. In his squinting eyes, the ashtray snatched into pieces in his palm and fell on the table.

Gao Muen put down his hand covering his head, looked at the situation, smiled and shook his chest, shook his head, looked at the stunned old man, and subconsciously pulled out his nostrils, "Did you see, the ashtray? Even if the bullet is rubbed, it will kill you. Old man, you should obey, otherwise you will have to jump from this building today."

“Good Kung Fu.”

He could do it even with one hand kneading the ashtray like this, but it would never be so relaxed. In addition to admiration, he suddenly grabbed Gao Muen with one hand and slammed it. Hai Dafu next to him had a expressionless face, and he also took it with one hand, pushing it lightly, and the strong wind blew, pushing the other person onto the sofa and tilted it. The blue hair was blown into chaos.

A Qiang, who was standing behind the sofa, quickly reached into his chest. On the other side, Hai Dafu suddenly slapped the marble coffee table with a palm. The cracks spread like a spider web. With a bang, it broke into dozens of pieces and collapsed on the floor, and the dust rose.

Outside the window, a little water drop fell from the sky and hit the window. Then the heavy rain poured down, and a layer of water vapor appeared above the city.

In the sound of rain, Yin Jiuling, who came back from his shock, swallowed his saliva and looked at the two of them: "This...this...this...what martial arts...you...remember, did you do that Li Hongchao?"

Over there, Gao Muen turned his head: "Who? Don't know..."

"We threw it away..." Hai Dafu stared at the old man without hesitation, "...I only have one sentence today, less blood."

Yin Jiuling closed his eyes and sighed, remained silent for a moment, waved his hand, and took the cell phone handed over by A, "Let me call them... You want to gain a foothold in this land, and everything is easy to discuss."

“Being a foothold…”

Hai Dafu folded his hands on his legs and smiled. He didn't say anything afterwards. He looked at the old man sitting on the sofa and making a phone call.

Above Lier and others.

... That's right.

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The raindrops fell down, and the bar was flashing with neon lights. The slightly drunk man got into a taxi with the charming woman, turned several intersections, and finally stopped in a hotel, walked in intimately. Not long after, a red BMW drove over, stopped outside, looked at the backs of the men and women through the car window, and bit their red lips.

Under the lights in the car, the corners of her eyes turned red. After a moment of stunned stuttering on the car door with her bag, she stumbled into the car door with high heels, and walked in with big sprints. The manager of the lobby came over to ask, but she pushed it away and smashed it to the man on the other side of the counter.

Then... the quarrel of catching the traitor sounded in the lobby. Going here, deep in the hotel, the kitchen seemed extremely quiet compared to the noisy lobby. However, the next second, a sound of metal hitting the ground sounded, and someone fell to the ground and crawled and wailed.

Several big men dragged their crawling figure back. A man wearing a plaid and a thick short bearded man rode up, holding an iron spoon in his hand and knocked on the back of the other person's head, grabbed the other person's hair, and put it on with a fierce look, "Where is the thing? I want to leave after eating my goods? My money is so easy to get... Hum?"

"Master Leopard... I'm sorry... I didn't eat it... I was found out..." His bloody face was raised, his lips trembled, and one eye could no longer be opened.

"Sorry? Ah!!"

The iron spoon suddenly waved and hit the other person's head. At the same time, the sound of broken bones sounded, a cell phone ringtone came from the kitchen. A subordinate said a few words and came over with his cell phone: "Master Bao, it's Uncle Yin's phone number."

The figure sitting on the ground took the towel and wiped his hands. He took the phone from his subordinates and immediately squeezed out a smile on his cruel face: "Hey, Uncle Yin, is there any good deal to find Abao?"

"Come here to meet me, I want to talk to you in person for some things." On the phone, Yin Jiuling's voice came.

"Maybe I can't come, there's something to do, just do it." The man curled his lips and sneered, threw the iron spoon in his hand on the body that hit the ground, threw the phone behind him, and left the kitchen. The figure who caught the phone quickly waved his hand: "Treat him and ask carefully, Master Leopard dares to take away anything, and if you don't get it, just use his wife to pay."

"Yes!" The remaining three big men nodded, then closed the kitchen door.

Step on the tread…

The shiny leather shoes were swaying on the gorgeous floor tiles, and several subordinates followed behind him. Master Leopard walked through the hall with his hands behind his back. There was a quarrel that continued, probably because he knew that he was catching a villain.

"You are looking for a woman on my back for my own good? What's the reason for this!!"

"Can you stop talking here? You are a public figure. Let's go home and say okay?"

"I'm just saying here, do you think it's easy for me to be this star? Have you ever thought about my difficulties..."

...

Master Bao turned his head and whistled at the counter over there, a man and two women quarreling, and walked towards the gate casually.

His hands swayed in the air and hummed: "Who did that old man think he was, and he really thought he was the number one person? If I hadn't been for my respect for the elderly and loved the young, I would have chopped him up, and I would have dominated the freight cake at the age of a handful, so be careful to choke him to death."

Just as the hall was making noise, a long "squeak" sound outside the hotel attracted the attention of everyone in the hall. A black car rushed over and stopped at the door to block the way.

Bang

The car door opened, and a figure in a black suit came out. After carrying a hand on his back, he stroked the golden glasses at the alert Master Bao and his group, "Are you A Bao?"

"I am, who are you?" Master Bao grinned and looked at the other person with a gentle look. He walked forward with a ferocious smile, raised his hand, and pointed at the other person's chest, "Want to make trouble? What is hidden behind him."

"It's you."

The hand that was holding turned around, and a cold light flashed out, blood splattered into the sky, and a broken palm fell to the ground. The hall was silent for a moment, screaming and screaming in chaos.

"Let's go with me."

A cold light flashed across the golden silk glasses, and his cold eyes stared at the man holding the broken wrist on the ground. The next second, he grabbed the other party's foot and dragged it into the car. Around him, Mr. Leopard's subordinates had already been knocked over to the ground.

When closing the car door, Cao Shaoqing saw a familiar figure in the hall.
Chapter completed!