Wear it in the past

In this completely unfamiliar place, Lin Yue, who looks like Huo Wu, is like the only light in the darkness to He Yige at this moment, although it is so faint that people dare not get close.

From the first sentence Lin Yue said that day, He Yige knew that he was not Huo Wu, his tone and posture were completely different.

If you look carefully now, the two people are actually not that similar. The lights were dim that night, and your head was so dizzy that you vaguely thought it was Huo Wu who also came to this world.

It was just that I was thinking too much.

Qingbai secretly glanced at the young man who was staring at his boss in a daze, feeling dumbfounded, such a handsome young man was the one who silently crossed the checkpoints that night?It's a bit different from the imagined appearance, the expression looks a little dull... =, =, forget it, I have seen a lot of strange people in the past few years, why make a fuss, it's just that Xiaosong is miserable, this should be regarded as underestimating the enemy ?Tut tut.

"Cong Hui has made a lot of moves recently. Several groups of people selling pills have been caught one after another in several night markets in the south, and their mouths are stiff."

Qingsong glanced at his younger brother Qingbai, and stated what happened recently.

Qingsong in suits and leather shoes gives people a calm and capable feeling, while Qingbai, who is not much younger than him, is a bit sloppy, and his style is completely two extremes, so one is an outsider and runs Lin Yue's business in an orderly manner, while the other It seems a bit unreasonable, but as the second in command in the dark, his skills and brains are absolutely comparable to the serious Qingsong. Both of them are Lin Yue's indispensable right-hand man. Lin Yue didn't raise his head, but he just hummed , and continued to look at the things in his hands, He Yige sat on the opposite sofa in a daze.

Cong Hui is a gang that has sprung up rapidly in the Western District in the past two years. It seeks to seize the top position and take it for itself. I heard that Cong Hui was just an adopted son from the boss, but he didn't expect to end up like this. Is a moody master.After usurping the throne, he quickly annexed all the big and small gangs in the Western District within two years, and brought together the disorganized Western District. His style of conduct has a tendency of "those who follow me prosper and those who oppose me perish". Under his management, the Western District gradually On the table, and there is a faint meaning of outward expansion.

There are four districts in the southeast, northwest and north districts, and the north district has always been occupied by no one. The situation of dividing the world can still be maintained, and everyone still often drinks tea and plays cards together on the surface. Since Cong Boss died tragically and Cong Hui replaced him, the situation of dividing the world into three parts has become majestic. For those with obvious intentions Cong Hui and Lin Yue have not made any major moves or clear instructions.In recent years, Zhang Baichuan, the boss of the East District, has gradually withdrawn, leaving all business dealings to his daughter Zhang Mingruo, and has never shown any attitude towards Cong Hui.

Perhaps it was because of the concealment in the southeast two districts that made Cong Hui more and more unscrupulous, and his tentacles extended to the corners of the south district.

"Qingbai, is your gun rusty?" Lin Yue asked casually while watching.

Qingbai said with a smile: "That's not it, I thought I had already started to live for the elderly."

Lin Yue smiled: "You will be playing in a few days."

Qingbai's appearance looks like a college student's clothes, he looks sunny, and when he smiles, his eyes are crooked, completely looking like a brother next door, but he is such a person, patting his brother Qingsong but saying to Lin Yue: "Not only my The gun is about to rust, and the utensils that Qingluo made for me are also about to rust, hehe, those people who sell pills will warm me up for me, right?"

Qingsong patted Qingbai's hand off expressionlessly, and continued to stare intently.

Qingbai didn't care about his brother's dislike of him, he laughed and waited for Lin Yue to speak.

"Hmm..." Lin Yue pondered for a while: "You will go to Qingsong to lead someone later." After speaking, he glanced at Qingbai, his eyes were full of smiles.

The undisguised excitement in Qingbai's eyes made Qingsong standing beside him shudder, thinking of the various instruments of torture researched by Qingluo and combining them as the means of Qingbai, who is like the master of the ancient punishment hall.Qingsong appeared to be very kind and began to pray to those boys in the West District who were pushed to the South District to take the lead in finding out the truth.

May the Lord bless you and go back to see your master in good health.

Of course, when he caught these people, he probably guessed that they would be taken away by the sadistic Qingbai, right?So, pretending to be merciful is indeed a bad taste! He Yige has already been regarded as a transparent existence at this time.

Cong Hui was leaning on the sofa, and in his arms lay a woman with bumps and bumps. Her palms were like snakes, and she walked and stroked her body. Hui's naked upper body couldn't stand such teasing. He turned over and sat straddling Cong Hui's crotch, his buttocks pressed against the object through the fabric, trying his best to be provocative.

The two flirted with each other as if there was no one else, which made the subordinates standing by the side burn with desire, and it was also very uncomfortable.

"The person who went to the South District has been found, but...just" he held back his swallowing movements, and still stuttered.

Cong Hui stopped moving, "Just what?"

"After examination, two bones in each person's body were broken, and no scars could be seen on the outside of the body... and the film showed that the fractures of those bones were neatly cut open." Speaking of this, the portrait It's a little flustered.

Cong Hui pushed away the woman on him, ignoring her low cry.He asked sharply, "What else did you say?!"

"There can still be words on the broken bones..."

"What word?! Say it quickly"

"It seems to be...a...a...a turtle bastard..." The man's tone was strange, and he lowered his head without daring to breathe.

Cong Hui's face was green and red, and he smiled back from anger.

Like talking to himself: "Is that Lin Yue?"

And the culprit with the inscription on the broken bone was calling Qingluo, a little girl far away across the ocean, with the phone between his shoulder and head, his relaxed tone and sunny face did not reveal that he was such a cold-blooded and ruthless person.

It seems that Lin Yue's little trick will pay off in a few days.