After walking a few more steps, the room in front suddenly opened and an old mother walked out of it.

Hei Yanluo asked, "Ma Wu, have you packed up?"

"Carry it off. Xiaowei, who is this?"

"A friend of mine, come here to stay for a few days."

"Are you also hang out in the south of the city?"

"The leader of the Black Tiger Gang, Wang Hao."

I quickly greeted me: "Hello Ma Wu."

Wu Ma smiled, and the wrinkles on her face also stretched out, and she said, "Okay, okay, hello." Then she looked at Hei Yanluo: "That's right. You should make more friends outside, don't always cause trouble for others, and you will become enemies in the end."

Hei Yanluo said: "I don't ask them for trouble, they also want to ask me. Wu Ma, you don't understand what's going on here."

"Why don't I understand? The salt I have eaten is more than the road you have walked. Xiaowei, are you listening?"

"listen."

Only then did Wu Ma leave with satisfaction.

I was filled with surprise. I didn't expect that the Black Yanluo, who had always been violent, would be so humble when facing an old mother.

Hei Yanluo continued to lead me forward, walked to the room where Wu Ma came out before, and said, "You can live here these few days."

I dragged my suitcase in and felt that it was similar to the standard room in the hotel, with a bathroom and a balcony, and everything was clean.

Hei Yan Luo pulled out the key from the door, walked over and handed it to me: "I'm sorry for you. I've been living here these days until Zhao Tieqin and I decide the outcome."

"Okay." I took the key, put the suitcase in the corner, and walked around for a while, feeling very satisfied. I touched the quilt, which was clean and warm, full of sunshine. It was just sunny, and Hei Yan Luo was really interested.

"Let's go, I'll take you around."

I closed the door and followed Hei Yanluo out. As he walked, he told me that he lived alone on the second floor, and the room facing the stairs in the middle; the first floor was his eight brothers living on the left, four on the right, and they got along very harmoniously.

Hei Yanluo took me to meet the Eight Great King Kong again. Except for Lao Ba, the eldest brother and Lao Qi were there. There was no special feeling when they saw each other. They were all very typical men of the world, speaking roughly and generously, and their eyes were sharp and fierce. Then, Hei Yanluo took me to the factory compound, pointing to the surrounding residential houses and said, "It's all my people, including men, women, young and old, thousands of people live here. When I open my eyes, there are a bunch of people waiting for dinner, so I have to fight and fight."

Ten years ago, Hei Yanluo was still a workshop leader, and he was better than a model of labor. The city made a special meeting to commend the city. Later, the country reformed, and many state-owned factories were responsible for their own profits and losses. The factory leaders were not enterprising and were having fun all day long. Regardless of the life or death of the workers, they did not pay for three months, and their families were poor and had no rice to put them in. Hei Yanluo was furious and refused to do anything to kill all the leaders.

From then on, they went further and further along this road, and firmly stood firmly on the underworld in the south of the city with their unique ruthlessness.

"I can't stop. Once I stop, these people have no food to eat." Hei Yanluo took me to the residential area. A row of low bungalows made of red bricks, with wet clothes hanging at the door. Men, women, young and old, greeting Hei Yanluo, and they all respected him. The old one called him Xiaowei, the younger one called him Uncle Wei, and the same age called him eldest brother. I was really amazed by the fact that he had a walk around the factory area. There was his own vegetable market, small supermarket, food stall, and small clinic, which was comparable to a small village.

"You are here these days and can't leave the factory gate. Do you have any objections?"

"No." I smiled: "This is pretty good, like a paradise. Can I bring my family in?"

Hei Yanluo also smiled: "Yes."

I found that Hei Yanluo and Zhao Tiequan were both poor and not born with noble nature like Bai Yanluo.

When I returned to the room, I opened my suitcase and took out all the things. The current situation is that I was under house arrest by Hei Yanluo, but I didn’t feel like I lost my freedom at all. Instead, I felt a sense of tranquility away from the hustle and bustle of the city. This time I came here, and I brought a few books, which I couldn’t read before. Now I took this opportunity to take a good look. There are reclining chairs on the balcony, and I lay on it to read books. Outside the window is the factory courtyard, and I can see the factory gate. Slowly, I fell asleep in the sun.

I don’t know how long it took, but I heard a noise outside the window. I quickly stood up and saw a car parked in the yard, someone was carrying people from inside. I opened the window, and the sound became more real. Hei Yanluo and a group of men were standing around, and someone shouted: "Lao Ba, how are you?" A bloody person was carried out from the car. It turned out that it was Lao Ba who went out in the morning.

Lao Ba was still alive and muttered something. Hei Yanluo said, "Hurry up, carry it inside and call Lao Li over!"

Everyone carried Lao Ba in. After a while, an old man hurried over with the medicine box. I thought about it and went downstairs. In the hall, Lao Ba was lying on the conference table, and the old man was cleaning his wounds. It seemed that there was no anesthetic yet. Lao Ba grinned in pain and screamed, while everyone pressed his arms and legs. Lao Ba shouted: "Wei Hong, I fuck your ancestor!"

Wei Hong, I know, one of Zhao Tiequan's first thirteen disciples. Peng Jiang is the eldest disciple, and I don't know how many disciples this Wei Hong is. It seems that Lao Ba and Wei Hong had some conflicts, and they seemed to suffer a great loss. I walked over and saw that Lao Ba had a very obvious knife wound on his body, and he did not show any mercy, almost killing Lao Ba's life. The old man's medical skills felt okay, but even when he was old, he kept wiping sweat and his hands were trembling. I looked a little cunning, and a lot of meat was turned out, and he couldn't stop the blood.

Lao Ba was cursing, and suddenly saw me next to him, and cursed again: "What the hell are you doing here? Get out of here!"

My fire also came up and said, "If it weren't for your death, I'd break your front teeth now."

Lao Ba was going to curse again, and Hei Yanluo said, "Stop talking nonsense, Wang Hao is the guest I invited!"

Lao Ba stopped scolding me, but he still turned to scold others, obviously because it hurts so much.

"Wei Hong, I fuck your wife, fuck your daughter, fuck your whole family..."

"Okay, stop fucking." The boss said: "What the hell is going on? Why are you cut into this?"

While Lao Li was sewing, Lao Ba talked about the process intermittently. It turned out that he went to trouble Zhao Tiequan as usual. It was a small nightclub. Because Zhao Tiequan's people were not stationed there, the whole process went very smoothly, and there were only some conflicts with the security guards there. Lao Ba said: "This is the end of Zhao Tiequan's view of the venue."

Afterwards, he borrowed the toilet in the nightclub. He clamped the gun under his armpit, untied his crotch and released it to water. Halfway through, someone rushed out of the compartment behind him and chopped it down at his back. This knife directly cut Lao Ba down, and the pistol also dropped to the ground with a keel. Lao Ba wanted to pick up the gun, but was kicked away by the man, and then several more stabs were taken. Lao Ba then saw clearly that it was Wei Hong, a man under Zhao Tiequan. Lao Ba resisted and shouted, and the brothers came roaring, but Wei Hong had already climbed through the window and ran away and could not find him.

"Fuck, if I hadn't been lucky, you would have to burn incense to me next year."

After Lao Ba said that, everyone looked at Hei Yanluo. Hei Yanluo looked at Lao Ba, reached out to his pocket, took out a cigarette and lit it.

"I want to make a life, right?" Hei Yanluo said gritting his teeth: "Lao Qi, come back to see me with Wei Hong."

"Okay." Lao Qi immediately turned around, called a group of brothers in the yard and went out.

Hei Yanluo turned to look at me and said, "I don't plan to cause death, but Zhao Tiequan took the first step first."

I bit my lip and said, "Zhao Tieqin doesn't even want to fight you. He just wants to pass on the war with peace of mind."

"No." Hei Yanluo said firmly: "He must submit to me. Those who obey me will prosper and rebellion against me will perish!"

He treated the humble and gentle Black Hell, who was now humble and domineering, and he became tyrannical and domineering again, just like a two-faced person.

It took two hours to clean up Lao Ba's wounds. At this time, Lao Ba fainted from pain. Hei Yanluo asked someone to send him back to his room and said to me: "You go back too, someone will bring you dinner."

I returned to my room and felt vaguely that this was a destiny battle and no one could stop the wheel from moving forward.

Lao Qi went out for three days, and when he came back, he was covered in blood, and the brothers he brought out were all scarred. But Lao Qi was carrying a cloth bag in his hand, not knowing what it contained. After Lao Qi came back, the eldest son set a whip outside the door. That night, every household received the ribs sent by Hei Yanluo. Ajiu called me and told me that Wei Hong was dead and Zhao Tiequan was furious.

No one knows the specific process, but there are many versions circulating outside. The most widely circulated version is that Lao Qi wandered on the street for several days and finally caught Wei Hong, who was also leading a group of people. Both sides immediately started fighting, and the situation was quite tragic. Wei Hong's people were all martial artists, and Lao Qi's people really couldn't stand it. Lao Qi said: "Wei Hong, let's find a place where no one is going to fight alone."

Zhao Tiequan people like to fight one-on-one the most. They thought that this would reflect the essence of kung fu, so Wei Hong immediately agreed. Everyone came to a garbage dump in the suburbs. As soon as Wei Hong set up a formation, Lao Qi took out his gun and broke him.

Because of the gun, Wei Hong's brothers did not dare to resist, and watched Wei Hong's head cut off by Lao Qi and took it away.
Chapter completed!