Inheritance

The night at the teahouse in the East District is immersed in a colorful neon, the sound of wine glasses colliding one after another, and the extravagant drunkenness that floats in the eyes is an indelible luster.

Around three or four o'clock in the morning, there would always be a group of tall, thin, and thin men walking out of the street in twos and threes with shaky footsteps.Later, you can see the hostess with heavy makeup on her face and a slender figure even wrapped in a coat.Most of these girls were in their twenties, and they were more or less slightly drunk when they walked out of this street.Sometimes they would be molested by drunks wandering around in the middle of the night, and most of the girls who just started this way would turn pale with fright, but the more experienced ones had already seen it, and could get away with a sly smile and teach these drunks some lessons.

For three years like a day, the scenery on this road is always like this, and Ah Huai has long been tired of seeing it.

In fact, after Wang Dake's downfall, it did affect the business of the teahouse for a long time, but not long after that...

This place has become the most prosperous and most extravagant place again.

There must always be a corner in this city to absorb the darkness.

Glancing at the clock on his wrist, he couldn't help stepping on the gas pedal a little deeper.

Three in the morning.

Stopped at the door of the teahouse.

A man in a black suit and a dark blue tie was already standing there, turning his head slightly, talking to the people around him.

Ah Huai took a closer look and found that it was Wu Zi who was in charge of the venue in the West District.

He stabilized the car, got out of the car, and called out respectfully, "Brother Ting."

Chen Ting nodded, then turned around and continued to explain something to Wu Zi.

During the dinner in the evening, he drank a lot of wine. He blew against the wind during the time when he was on behalf of the family. The alcohol lost a lot, but he still had headaches. Aperture through...

It's been three years...

His name is known to everyone in the underworld, and others treat him with respect and fear.

Others only say that his road is getting wider and wider as he walks, which makes many people on the road jealous.But he only felt that there was darkness and desolation in front of him. As he walked, every step was colder than every step. Sometimes his body and mind were numb, and he would have thoughts about whether death would be a relief.

die?

In the end, it's just an extravagant hope in a dream.

Two years ago, because he jumped up too fast, he attracted an ambush, and fell from a height in order to escape, his left leg was broken, and his body was seven times. When he woke up from the intensive care, he sighed and relieved. tone.

After he came back to life that time, he became very cruel.

Whoever makes him feel bad, he makes everyone else feel bad, like a point of vent, which inexplicably makes my heart feel happy.

Half a year ago, someone sniped him. If Amon hadn't blocked that shot for him, it would have killed him.

That's how the weak eat the strong...

"Brother Ting, Ah Xiang is dead."

Ah Huai said suddenly.

This made him suddenly pull back his wandering thoughts in order to distract himself from the headache, his mind was shaken, and he didn't show any expression after all.

Ah Xiang is a small undercover police officer. Like Chen Ting who was still in the police academy, he is a half-hearted guy. He was afraid of being young and aggressive, so he didn't dare to take him with him, so he threw it to an idle subordinate. The acquisition points are not important. Itchy intelligence.

Unexpectedly, something happened.

"How did you die?"

"Didn't the third uncle deliver the goods last time, the police checked him, and they caught the ghost. This kid... is not good at doing things, and he was found to be tricky. When I knew it, it was too late. When I arrived... everyone was cold .”

Over the years, countless people have died before his eyes, not to mention how many were undercover agents and informants, some people he could have saved but failed to save, seeing the bullet piercing his chest and bleeding to death with his own eyes.From the beginning of having nightmares all night, to now being able to step on human corpses and laugh at the situation.

Even he almost despised himself.

It turns out that a person's heart will harden, so hard that he can't feel pain.

"Understood..." With a splitting headache, he raised his index finger and tapped the center of his brow lightly, and asked again, "Did you follow me this time?"

"Well, this is the photo sent back."

He took it over and opened it. The face in the photo was blurry, and it seemed that it was taken on a tall building far away from the location.

The short-haired white shirt can be vaguely identified as Wen Wan. The woman with curly ears and short hair should be D who has been in frequent contact with this year. There is also a woman who has never seen it before, but this blurred face makes people It looks familiar.

"only these?"

"Yes, the people sent found out that they had dinner at the Lisa Hotel in the United States, and then they went out to sea for fun, so... it was even more lost."

Chen Ting flipped through the blurry photos in his hand, and paused for a moment on a photo of a yacht sailing out to sea.

"They are surrounded by bodyguards and killers all the time. They are very vigilant and difficult to follow." Ah Huai sighed, "The people we sent were almost discovered several times. I said, Brother Ting, why don't we use Chen sir to people, even if they are discovered..."

"You met him again?" The low voice suddenly became lower, different from the deep voice just now, with a three-point increase of indifference added to the tone.

"Ah... ah! Yes!" Ah Huai fawned on him immediately.

"What did we talk about?"

"Yes, just to report the latest information."

"nothing left?"

"Well, don't we have nothing else to do recently? Besides, the last few times you have been acting privately, Sir Chen has..."

"Am I your boss, or is he your boss?"

The sudden increase in volume made Ah Huai almost lose his grip on the steering wheel, feeling bitter in his heart.

It's all! It's all!

You are all bosses I can't afford...

When Chen Jin was reinstated, as the immediate superiors, the two of them should have met, at least to communicate about their future work cooperation and coordination, but Chen Jin refused.

Even in the past three years, Chen Ting hadn't even seen his senior brother, and the basic information and information exchange were all relying on Ah Huai, the two-legged carrier pigeon.

Isn't it just missing?

it is good!

If you don't see it, you won't see it.

Who cares.

For three whole years, the two of them hadn't seen each other.

Ah Huai was a little embarrassed, "Brother Ting..."

Realizing that he had shown his emotions, he immediately put back his indifferent face and talked about business.

"Is there anything else besides these?"

"Well, oh! And on the [-]st of next month, the South Pacific Xuli will hold a joyful feast, and all the tycoons who go to the organization are the cooperating tycoons, and the invitations have already been sent."

"Then did you tell Chen Jin?"

Since Chen Jin No.20 refused to see him eight times two years ago, Chen Ting has always called him by his name. Until now, every time he sends a message, Ah Huai dare not tell Chen Jin the exact words of the boss.

such as……

"Tell Chen Jin that this incident made him ready."

"Ask Chen Jin what his subordinates do for food. You can't catch anyone."

"I've already said that I didn't do this. Why does Chen Jin still doubt me? Is it because of dementia..."