January 26, evening, Guangzhou.

On the calm river surface, a small fishing boat slowly sailed past.

In addition to the boatman who was lying on the boat, there were two people sitting on the boat - one named Yutoubiao; the other named Feiji.

These two are both members of the Longtou Gang. Yutou Biao is a small leader. He is fifty-four years old this year, slightly fat, with a bald and a smooth face. Feiji is the capable little brother next to Yutou Biao. He is thirty years old this year, with a tendon flesh all over his body, and he always shows a cold and fierce look between his eyebrows. He is obviously a gold medal thug.

Some people may find it strange when they see this: These two are fish and chickens, so where can anyone give this name?

Oh, back then, the naming of children from poor families was very casual. Maybe their original names were "Yudan", "Jiangdan", etc., which was not as good as the ones they are now. Moreover, the Green Forest Road in Guangdong has always had the tradition of replacing names with nicknames, so everyone is not surprised by such names.

Today, the fish head tag and the flying chicken are waiting for someone.

That person didn't let them wait too long.

chuachuahua…

Accompanied by a sensation of water waves, a figure approached quickly.

The greater the lightness skills were enough. He came over the river bank several meters away from the boat, but when he stepped on the water, he still caused some bumps when he stepped on the fishing boat.

"Big Brother." Yu Tou Biao and Fei Ji saw the master, they naturally wanted to get up and hold their fists respectfully.

But after the big guy stood there, he didn't say a word of greeting. He just glanced at the two of them with a proud look on his face, then took out a ingot of silver from his arms and threw it to the fish head tag: "It's about twenty taels here, take it to make some things and redeem your boss."

The "Boss" mentioned here is nicknamed "Shangbo" and is the elder brother that Yutoubiao used to follow. Although this son of the son has now become the so-called "uncle generation", according to the rules of the Tao, he will be the elder brother for one day and be the elder brother for life (except for those who turn against each other). If something happens to the elder brother, he will not be able to stand by his death and refuse to save him, otherwise he will be deemed to be a serious person.

"Thank you, Brother Bige." Yu Tou Biao took the silver ingot and looked at Bige with his eyes cunningly, and continued tentatively, "That... I wonder if Brother Bige has anything to say... I need me to bring it to my boss?"

Hearing this, he glanced at the other person with disdain and said directly: "With the belt, what kind of belt? You, a person who is a knife-faced person, is you sick? I give you money to redeem your boss, of course, to let him say a few good things to me when choosing a leader. Do you still want to recognize him as your godfather?"

"Ha... Yes yes... Big Brother is saying..." Yutou Biao was criticized by Big Dog in person, so he could only smile embarrassedly.

He, the eldest brother, smiled, so his younger brother Feiji had to laugh. If Feiji didn't laugh, wouldn't he be even more unhappy?

Unexpectedly, Feiji finally squeezed out an embarrassing smile, and turned his face and glared at him, and asked coldly: "Why are you laughing at?"

This question made Feiji's smile froze on the spot.

"Did your boss bring you here just to stand beside you and smile?" And the bigger words were not over yet, "My money is so easy to get? Just smile after taking it?"

This was like rushing to the flying chicken, but in fact it was obvious that the larger ones were using the "learning of the younger generation" to intimidate the fish head sign.

When Feiji faced his "reprimand", he said nothing and his expression gradually became cold.

Two seconds later, Dadai suddenly took out another ingot of silver from his arms, threw it at Feiji, and said three words: "Swallow it."

despair--

Although the ingot was not big, it was estimated that it was about five taels, and there was also movement when it fell on the wooden board.

At this moment, Yutoubiao didn't say anything, but was still watching with a smile.

And Feiji... After glaring wide for a few seconds, he bent down silently, picked up the silver ingot, and then swallowed it in with one mouth.

It was not over yet. When Feiji forced the silver to swallow, she deliberately raised her chin to reveal her Adam's apple, and continued to stare at the bigger ones with her eyes, as if she was shouting with her eyes: "Did you see clearly? I didn't hide it in my mouth, I just swallowed it."

Seeing this scene, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he did not show too much, so he immediately changed into a smile: "Ha... good boy, ruthless!" As he said that, he took another step forward and reached out to pat Feiji's face, "Remember, after the money is swallowed, you will do your business well, and you will not be able to treat you badly in the future."

His words were also spoken to the fish head sign by the flying chicken.

Those who are in the art understand that it is impossible to "get over" the money and not swallow a little, but if you take it, you have to do what you should do, otherwise someone will settle the score with you later.

"Let's go." After saying that, he said hello to the fish head mark, and then he turned around, used light skills again, and left the fishing boat.

When he walked away, Yutoubiao walked to Feiji. Looking at Feiji with a stubborn look, he patted the latter on the shoulder and said, "If you don't agree, you will do bigger than him in the future. Then you can let him swallow anything."

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At the same time, on a street in the city.

An old man who was as fat as a tumbler was walking his dog in the setting sun.

This old man's surname is Deng, and he is one of the few people on the Green Forest Road. He has been the "leader" and has retired alive. Everyone calls him "Bo Deng".

Uncle Deng is not short of money, but he lives in a very small place.

When he was young, he lived in a big house, but now his family either passed away or left him... He is a seriously obese old man, and he has no fame and fortune, and he cannot hire a servant, so he cannot manage such a big house, so he can only sell his original residence and live in a corner of the city, and be with dogs all day long.

That evening, Uncle Deng returned home after walking the dog, tied it to the yard, and then pushed the door open and entered the house.

There is not much space inside the house, and there is a set of tables and chairs for eating in the middle.

At this moment, a man in his fifties and dressed in white had already sat at the table.

Uncle Deng didn't know this man and never invited anyone to the house, but when he saw this uninvited guest, Uncle Deng was not surprised.

"This master... I'm here to the humble house. I'm not here to welcome you, and I hope to forgive you." Uncle Deng brought it to the door casually, and he bowed to the man in white.

In theory, since your surname is Deng, you already know that he is a "adult", even if you are older than the other party, you should kneel down instead of bowing; but... because Uncle Deng is too fat, it is extremely difficult for him to kneel down or get up, so he can do whatever he wants.

The man in white didn't care about this with him, but just made a "please" gesture to him and said, "Sit."

After hearing this, Uncle Deng immediately did as he did.

However, it is very simple for ordinary people. A "sit down" action is not easy for an old man with a pound of more than 200 pounds.

The next second, the man Deng, who had finished speaking, came to the table like a penguin. He stretched out his hand and touched it for a long time before pulling out a stool from under the table. Then it took him a long time to put the stool behind him and aimed at it. Then he twisted his body and adjusted several times before he could sit down.

The man in white was very patient and had no intention of urging Deng Bo at all. Anyway, he had been waiting for a long time, and it didn't matter if he waited for a few minutes.

"Why call me 'sir'?" The man in white asked when Uncle Deng sat down.

"Although I am old, I am not yet dizzy. I can tell from the lord's mouth that you are a good man from the Jinyiwei." Uncle Deng replied.

When the man in white heard this, he glanced at his hand, then looked up at the kind-hearted Duke Deng, and continued: "It's worthy of being Deng Tianlin... He is really a sword that has not been old and has a reputation."

"Where is my sir... I am now a person who has to stand up and sit down, eat, drink, defecate and urinate... What else can I talk about when the sword is not old?" Uncle Deng said this and his tone was very calm, and he was not lying. It was obvious that he had already accepted his current situation at this stage of life.

The man in white looked at him for a few seconds and said, "Why didn't you go to the teahouse 'Jiyi' this morning?"

"Ha..." Uncle Deng couldn't help laughing when he heard this question, "It's useless to go even though he went there, and the place is quite far from my house... so I won't join in the fun."

"Oh?" the plainclothes man raised his eyebrows and said, "So... you knew from the beginning that they would not have a result today?"

"That's of course." Uncle Deng replied without thinking, "After all, he is the 'leader' position, and even his own son cannot avoid suspicion... So before Mr. Gong's death is found, there will be great risks."

"Well..." the man in white nodded, "Then what if you say, if this 'dragon head' has never been chosen?"

Uncle Deng thought for a while and asked, "Although we all over the Green Forest will also sit down and talk, if we really encounter something that cannot be reached and cannot be put down, how will we solve it in the end?"

When the man in white was asked, his face immediately turned solemn and he continued in a deep voice: "But 'we' don't want to see you 'fight', what we want is stability and prosperity."

"We don't want to 'fight', but Green Forest Road must have a 'leader'. The rules for hundreds of years cannot be moved." Deng Bo replied.

"Can't move?" The man in white smiled, "Ha... Fei Deng, do you know that at this moment, the other 'uncles' generations' except you are already lying in the prison cell of the local county government?" He paused, "Do you want me to take them to Zhao Prison to loosen their muscles and bones, and then see if they can move?"

"Sir... it's useless for you to make things difficult for us old ghosts." Dean did not lose his composure in the face of this unconcealed intimidation. "Before finding out the truth, even if you force us to choose someone, that person will not convince everyone... Then the young people will still fight, and the situation may be even more chaotic."

"The man surnamed Gong has been dead for several days. Have you found out what you found?" The man in white seemed a little impatient.

This time, Bo Deng looked embarrassed: "Sir, you also know that the people from our Green Forest Road... can steal and kill, but check this unsolved case..."

"Then come from the 'our' people?" the man in white said again.

"No...no, no." Uncle Deng shook his head again, "Let the 'public people' come to investigate, our Lulin will not be able to bear the face, and the results found will definitely be someone who will bite you and say you don't believe it."

"The people in the green forest cannot do it, and the people in the six doors cannot do it..." The man in white murmured this sentence. As he was reciting, he seemed to suddenly think of something, "Ha... I have it."

"Sir... what are the countermeasures?" Deng Bocha asked in a manner as he spoke and looked at the trend.
Chapter completed!