It’s a Bit Early To Cross

"It should be... it should be like this?"

In the box, Zheng Jun, sitting in a chair, was learning from Chu Heng's usual appearance.

Seeing that he was holding a cigarette in his hand, Erlang's legs were raised, and he was slumped lazily on the back of the chair. However, drawing tigers is not an anti-dog, giving people a visual sense of epilepsy and body twitching.

Chu Heng's unrestrained and unrestrained nature was completely absent.

"Oh, why can't I learn it?"

After fiddling around for a while, Zheng Jun, who could not find the charm in it, sat back down with a wry smile, took a pack of cigarettes from the table, opened them, lit one, and looked at the watch on his wrist impatiently, cursing. Said: "Why haven't these grandchildren come yet?"

"Whose grandson are you scolding?"

At this moment, someone pushed the door and came in. He was in his twenties, he was not very tall, and he was fat and strong. There was a centipede-like scar on his big bald head, which looked very hideous.

He is a gang leader in the city and a good friend of Zheng Jun. His name is Fei Long.

"Fatty!"

Zheng Jun stood up in surprise, went up and hugged him hard: "You kid isn't dead!"

"Hey, we are blessed with great fortunes, but Jiang Yanwang can't catch us." Fat Dragon smiled proudly, and his mung bean-like eyes instantly turned into two slits.

After the two let go, he glanced at Zheng Jun's outfit and the front door on the table, and said, "Where have you been during this time? It's a good time!"

Saying that, he picked up a box of cigarettes from the table and lit one. After taking a few puffs, he smacked his lips with enjoyment: "It has to be the big front door, it's really fragrant!"

"Look at your progress!"

Zheng Jun punched him with a smile, pretended to be generous on his face, and stuffed the cigarette into his pocket with a lot of pain in his heart: "If you like it, take it and smoke it, whoever our brothers is with, mine is yours. ."

"Hey, then I'm not polite." Fat Long was not polite to him either, he put away the cigarettes with a smile, and finally took two from the table and pinned them behind his ears.

Totally sour.

Don't look at him as a gangster, but he is far inferior to those stubborn bosses in the Four Nine Towns. Usually, he can rely on helping people fight, or stealing some money to spend. It used to be better, although he didn't have a lot of money, but He didn't worry about food and drink, but since Jiang Zhuolin started to rectify the law and order, all his previous livelihoods have stopped, and now the poor can hardly even afford to eat.

The brothers who hadn't seen each other for a long time exchanged greetings for a while, and soon more people came one after another.

In a short time, the large suitcase that can accommodate fifteen people was more than half full, and it was exactly ten people.

After Zheng Jun dispersed a circle of smoke, he looked around at everyone in the room, and deliberately raised his hand to set the time, revealing the bright Shanghai on his wrist, frowning, "It's almost twelve o'clock, Old Cui. Why haven't they arrived yet?"

"Don't wait."

A young man who looked very old smiled bitterly and sighed: "Last month, Lao Cui and Zheng Ru asked Jiang Yanwang to serve it. You are thinking about seeing it. It is estimated that you will have to wait three or five years."

"Even they broke?" Zheng Jun was suddenly stunned. Looking at the familiar or unfamiliar faces on the table, he felt a little concerned, and he didn't know how many of these people would be left after a while. …

But soon, he began to rejoice that he met Cen Hao and Chu Heng.

Really God bless it!

At this time, a man in his thirties rudely threw a cigarette **** at Zheng Jun, frowned and urged: "Hey! Don't be stunned, all the people who can come from the city are at this table, hurry up and talk about it. , what's the matter with calling the big guy here today? I'm still busy on the other end, but I don't have time to write with you here!"

You can earn a hundred and dozens of dollars a month!

Zheng Jun glanced at the place where he was hit by the cigarette butt, frowned and carefully flicked the cigarette ash on his head with his finger, he didn't dare to get angry with him, he could only stand up with a smile and said, "Don't worry, Brother Mazi. , I'll let them serve the dishes first, and let's talk while we eat."

Mazi shook his Shanghai watch impatiently, and waved his hand: "Then go, don't be too shabby, or I won't eat it!"

"Don't worry, I guarantee your satisfaction." Zheng Jun twitched his face, turned his head and walked out of the private room.

You special mother, a gangster in a small place, what a look!

Master Chu is not as arrogant as you are!

If it wasn't for asking others, I would beat you to death!

He came out of the private room with an unhappy face, followed the corridor to the stairs, went downstairs to find the manager who was sitting in the hall chatting with people, smiled and handed a cigarette, saying: "Manager Fang, we Everyone is ready, let the kitchen serve you."

"Ah? Oh oh!"

The manager gave him a strange look, took the cigarette without smoking, and said hurriedly: "Okay, I'll arrange it, brother, you go upstairs first."

"You are tired."

Zheng Jun smiled politely, turned his head and went upstairs.

When he was far away, the manager sneaked up to a young man standing at the entrance of the stairs on the first floor and asked, "Did you see clearly?"

"I see! They are all famous gangsters in our city!" The young man said excitedly.

"Hey, we've made a great contribution this time. You hurry up and notify the back kitchen to serve the food. Hold them steady first. I'll call the police station!" go out.

at the same time.

Zheng Jun had just returned to the private room, and after chatting a few words with the gangster, the waiter brought some cold dishes and wine first.

Mazi glanced at Jingzhi Baigan, donkey meat stew, and bacon on the table, and raised his eyebrows unexpectedly. These cold dishes and wine are not ordinary. Is that kid really rich?

"Come, come, fill, fill, let's chat while eating."

At this time, Zheng Jun started pouring the wine one by one. After pouring a circle, he raised a glass to toast everyone, and then under their urging, he talked about the main topic.

"Before I talk about it, big guy will let me sell it."

He chuckled and stuffed a piece of donkey meat stew into his mouth, his tongue was about to knot, but in order not to be looked down upon, he could only suppress his desire for another piece, lit a cigarette, and learned With Chu Heng's appearance, he leaned back and said lazily, "Everyone should know where I went this time, right?"

"Who doesn't know this, Sijiucheng." Fat Long responded.

"Then you know, who is the biggest among the stubborn masters in the Four Nine Cities?" Zheng Jun asked again.

"This…"

Everyone looked at each other in dismay. They were just a bunch of gangsters. They had been to Langfang as far away as possible. How could they know about Sijiucheng?

However, there are also surprises. As one of the few big gangsters in the city, Mazi has also been to the four-nine cities to see the world. Hearing this, he curled his lips and said proudly: "You don't need to ask, it must be the biggest Du Sanye."

"Yes, it is indeed Third Master Du!"

Zheng Jun saw that someone was answering the question, he was relieved, nodded with a smile, and said, "Then do you know who is behind the third Master Du?"

"You really can't ask me about this kid!" Mazi raised his chin high, and his face became more proud: "I drank with Jiang Hao Jiang, who was under the third master Du, and he told me personally, Du The backer of the third master is Chu Heng, who is the top disciple in the Four Nine Cities! It is said that his hands and eyes reach the sky!"

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