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Song Xinci just walked to the garage, stopped, thought for a while, went back to the bedroom, changed into a simple casual sportswear, put on sneakers, combed a ball hair, threw the wallet and keys on the bed, only brought Car keys and cell phone.Song Xinci went downstairs to the car, clicked on a WeChat group called Dragon and Tiger Club, and sent a voice message: The people who killed Reporter Xia in Tianlang Youyi City last night, whoever catches them, please take them to the city. I will pay 50 yuan for the unfinished building developed by Boss Ke, who ran away in the east. Those who don’t know read the news. I take a steel pipe

Xu Lang just made a phone call to explain to his parents. Hearing this voice in the group, tears filled his eyes with excitement, as if he had seen Song Xinci back then. At the time, he was disappointed to think that Song Xinci would comfort Xia Yao, but in the end, haha, this is the Miss Song he knew.

Xu Lang ran to Song's garage, bent down and knocked on the car window.

Song Xinci pressed the car window and looked at him without saying a word.

Xu Lang's heart trembled when he was watched, and he hurriedly said, "Boss, I'll go with you."

Song Xinci didn't say anything, closed the window and started the car.

Xu Lang stood where he was, still reminiscing about the title of boss. He hadn't called Song Xinci like that for a long time. He called someone while walking to the car outside.

The Dragon Tiger Club is the largest gang in Yangchuan City, it can exist so well, it is inseparable from a few business giants, especially a giant like Zhengjin Group whose main business is real estate, it is inevitable that there will be some disputes that need to be handled by special means , but they couldn't get in touch with big crocodiles like Song Wentao, and usually contacted the person in charge below. Song Wentao knew that there was such a gang, but he turned a blind eye and didn't ask about it.On the contrary, rich second generations like Song Xinci and the others used to get mixed up with dragon and tiger clubs when they were studying.For this reason, Song Wentao was once so angry that he wanted to cooperate with the police to destroy this gang. Later, as Song Xinci became bigger and bigger, he didn't play with them much, so Song Wentao tolerated the existence of this gang, and occasionally even acquiesced to his subordinates. Do business for them.

When Song Xinci arrived, there were already a group of people there. Seeing Song Xinci approaching, he quickly spread out the folding chair in his hand and put it aside.

"Brother Kun, long time no see."

Fu Kun handed Song Xinci a cigarette, smiled and said, "Isn't that right, the last time I fought for you was in high school." He remembered that time as well for someone named Xia Yao.

Song Xinci took the cigarette, and Fu Kun helped her light it. Song Xinci took a puff, and exhaled a smoke ring familiarly, falling into the memory, with indifferent and distant eyes.

She remembered that she seemed to be a very quiet girl when she was a child. Her father was busy with work all day long and rarely went home. Whenever she came home, her mother would quarrel with her father. Whenever she quarreled, she would file for divorce. In order to keep her mother, Song Xinci, She never went out to play during the holidays, she just learned piano and guitar at home, but they still divorced when she first entered junior high school.

Song Xinci has been like a different person since then. It may be rebellious in adolescence, or she may be too eager for attention. She made trouble in school. When teachers mentioned her, she had a headache. Her father donated a teaching building in the first year. , donated a library in the second year, donated a laboratory in the third year, and guaranteed her to continue her studies. It was the first junior high school in the city with such a well-equipped laboratory for teaching chemistry, physics, and biology. According to rumors, when she graduated, the school set off firecrackers...

Then I went to high school and became the same table with Xia Yao, maybe she was close to Zhu Zhechi, and close to Mo Zhehei, her rebellion, her anger, and her loneliness were slowly melted away in those three years, Xia Yao was that person. , her personality is like playing Tai Chi, transforming bones into soft palms, using softness to overcome rigidity, she is like a frog that has been boiled in warm water, slowly, and can no longer jump out. An outstanding young man with traditional virtues such as respecting teachers and elders...

Song Xinci was a little emotional, and it took a while before he said: "Yes, you were still a little gangster at that time."

Fu Kun laughed a few times, pointed at Song Xinci, and said to the dozen or so brothers around him, "Call me Boss."

"Hello boss."

Song Xinci almost choked on a puff of cigarettes, and waved his hands: "I haven't been in the rivers and lakes for many years."

At this time, Xu Lang also brought a dozen people in, and he sighed all the way: "I don't know which hall they are from, this is really bad luck."

Fu Kun's fingers creaked, and said: "Although Yangchuan City is big, the circle is small, let alone for money, even if they want to cover up their loyalty, he must have the courage not to be afraid of us finding out. "As he spoke, he handed Xu Lang a cigarette.

Xu Lang took the cigarette, thanked him, and said: "I have been in business for many years, and if there are troubles, basically the security will solve them. The big troubles are solved by asking Brother Kun for help. I don't have a group of forces by myself. I am old. , I don’t know much about how young people play nowadays, I’ve never heard of that Fuchunrong Financial Company, is it a new rising force?”

Fu Kun sighed: "You rich second generations who don't know the sufferings of the world, you really can't get in the eyes of ordinary companies. In recent years, the police have been strict with you. Our Dragon Tiger Club is because we have several giants backing us, and we are usually restrained. Well, a few days ago I was helping an old lady to cross the road, how could there be any other big gangs, I have seen too many young and Dangerous guys, I reckoned that the people who troubled Miss Xia were the thugs raised by that company Bar."

Xu Lang thought about it for a while and thought it made sense. He didn't hear any rising forces on the road. Looking at Song Xinci's uncertain expression, he said, "Boss, what if someone runs away."

Fu Kun shook his head and interjected: "Of course not. Even if those two people want to run away, they will be betrayed by their own people. The news has been released. Don't say 50 yuan. If they really run away, the unlucky one is Fu Chunrong." boss."

Xu Lang clicked his tongue: "If the two of them don't run away, then the boss's unlucky day will come. If you do too much unrighteousness, you will kill yourself."

They were talking, and a few people outside escorted the two of them in.

As soon as the news spread from the Dragon and Tiger Club, it spread to the entire underworld circle in Yangchuan City. This is much faster than the police watching the surveillance and finding clues to arrest people.

Fu Kun glanced at Song Xinci, and said, "How to hit, injured or disabled?"

Song Xinci half-closed his eyes: "I'll do it myself." Then he took a steel pipe from Fu Kun's hand next to him.

"Wait." Xu Lang shouted, taking out a pair of gloves from somewhere and handing them to Song Xinci: "Boss, protect your hands well."

Song Xinci handed the steel pipe to Xu Lang, put on the gloves, and took it over.

The two people were pushed to the ground by the people behind and knelt down.

Xu Lang smiled, and wrote a check of 50 yuan to the person who escorted the two people on the ground. He said it was hard work, and then said to the two people on the ground: "It's very strong, I thought the tattoo The flower arm is the underworld." He straightened his tie and said, "Actually, we are all very gentle."

Song Xinci hadn't hit someone by himself for a long time, so he dangled in the air, looking for the feeling.

The burly man with the scar kowtowed and begged for mercy: "We are just following the boss's orders, we don't know who Miss Xia is."

Fu Kun kicked him and said: "Is it true that bullying the weak and fearing the strong, you should kill others, and you still do it knowing that you have no conscience. Those who clean up are unreasonable people."

The burly man without scars straightened his waist, wanted to stand up, but was pushed down again, and said with a firm face: "Brother, you have a bit of backbone, and if a man dares to act bravely, it is us..." Before he could finish speaking, Song Xinci called him The stick was hit on the head, the blood was flowing, the eyes were full of stars, and he was rolling on the ground holding his head in pain.

Song Xinci's hands were numb, he pawed his stomach, and said in a cold tone, "You think I'm joking with you, don't you? Isn't that right?" He added another kick, and hit the scarred strong man's back with a backhand stick, and the scarred strong man jumped up and hit Song Xinci's stomach with his head, and was immediately killed by several people. Eyes quickly pulled away.

Fu Kun and Xu Lang couldn't bear it, so they had to do it themselves.Song Xinci endured the pain and stood up, gritted his teeth and said, "I'll do it myself." He weighed the steel pipe and hit the scarred man with a few sticks. Foot: "The journalists are upright. They caught you scum, and if you don't take the opportunity to repent, you will intensify. This is to save you, lest you go deeper and deeper, and you go to the door to block other people." Said Then he raised the steel pipe and slapped the other person: "Aren't you happy, ah, do you think you're handsome?" He squatted down, picked up the man's collar, and slapped the person so hard, A slap mark immediately appeared on the man's face, Song Xinci pulled the man's collar tightly, the man's face was flushed, Song Xinci slapped him again: "You better not let me do it again See, I hit once when I see." He stood up and said to Fu Kun, "Brother Kun, each person has one little finger."

Fu Kun nodded: "Understood."

Song Xinci took two steps outside, heard two shouts from behind, felt pain in his heart, tears came up in a flash, took the steel pipe and went back to mend some sticks.

Xu Lang took out his wallet, took out a wad of money and threw it into the sky, coughed, and said: "We are all very reasonable, it is normal for you to offend others first, and then be beaten, this is your medical expenses, after that Be a good person." After finishing speaking, he trotted two steps and kept up with the large army. He originally thought that the other party would cover up these two people. The current affairs person is a hero.

Song Xinci saw that Xu Lang was following, and said to Xu Lang: "I'll go and see sister Yao, help me find out the bosses of Fuchunrong Financial Company and Sunflower Microfinance, let me catch them, and I won't beat them up , my surname is not Song."