"Now it can be like this." Zhu Wei couldn’t think of any other good way to nod.
"Come on, let’s move quickly," shouted the old cat, clapping her hands.
……
Niudong, Fu ‘an Road, Heijie, parked his car casually on the side of the road, and then the car smoked at the curb.
Lao San, next to the snack stall diagonally across the street, rubbed his cold palm and looked down at the steaming noodle pot and said, "Give me a bowl of hot noodle soup with Chili foam and potatoes."
"Haole" boss nodded with a smile and took the bowl to give Lao San a noodle soup.
A few minutes later, Lao San was eating hot noodle soup in the back of the car wearing a wool hat and saw Niu Dong hit the trunk.
A little while later, a strong man came along the street not far away, wearing a long cotton-padded jacket with a cap at the back. It was difficult to see his face clearly from the old angle.
NiuDong around this man nodded and bowed their heads and carried out a lot of life ingredients from the trunk.
After a brief exchange of a few words, they locked the car and quickly walked along the street toward the nearby hutong.
The third wiped his mouth and put the bowl on the dirty dining table. Then he bowed his head and held the intercom and shouted, "Go to someone to see who is picking up Niudong."
"Roger that"
Someone on the intercom channel quickly replied.
……
alley
Niu Dong said in a low voice with something in his hand, "I think you are a little big."
"… playing politics is a skill, doing business is a profit, and people like me rely on guns and mutual affection." Brother Owl responded with a ripple in his voice. "If I don’t fight back one day, I will die soon."
Niudong silence
"Don’t worry," said Brother Owl with a low relief. "The whole thing will eventually be detained on me."
"You really don’t listen to advice" NiuDong shook his head.
"Ha ha" Xiao Ge smiled. "You shouldn’t persuade me if you are not in my position."
NiuDongWen no longer speak.
They crossed the narrow alley to a more remote street and turned into the left yard.
……
vehicle
"The third brother is Ye Xiao. I saw his face." The intercom rang.
Old three vomitted an cigarette and dialed Yuan Ke number with a smile on her mouth.
five minutes later
Wu Wensheng led his nephew Wu Xiong and called more than a dozen troubled stablehand who had followed him for many years to the black street.
road
Bing Wang sat in the car and looked at Wu Wensheng with worried eyes and persuaded, "Wen … Wen Sheng, I still think it can be delayed. I’m afraid you can’t get out of Songjiang if you make a noise."
"The people on the card take me 200,000 to 300,000 a year." Wu Wensheng responded with an expression. "Don’t worry, they are more afraid of me going in than anyone else."