Han Zong: Starting from the Undercover New World

"I think this kid's way of attack is really quick, but he is a good material for the serious crime team. What's the matter, you don't want him, so I'll take it in for him?"

"Don't care about him? Then this kid is a bit dangerous."

"Okay, I get it, anyway, I don't care if he's not working in Jiulao."

"Eat? Hey Yigu, Section Chief Jiang, it's not easy to eat your meal."

"Hahaha, okay, see you tomorrow night."

Han Suwan watched Ma Xidao walking away with the gangster, and saw that Lin Wei had disappeared in the crowd at this moment. She looked blankly for a long time, and after a long while, she wiped away her tears and went back to the store with her head down.

"What about the kid?" Lin Haihai, who was slumped at the table, suddenly asked.

Han Suwan shook her head.

The two sat blankly in the restaurant. After a long time, Lin Dahai got up slowly: "Get ready for business."

"Yeah." Han Suwan stood up, her eyes were empty, and she moved mechanically to tidy up.

But Ma Xidao, who dragged the gangster for a while, suddenly frowned. He turned his head and looked at the little gangster in his hand. Suddenly, he panicked, and hurriedly put him on the ground, and knelt down to touch his hands. chest.

"Oh! Take a breath! Oh! You take a breath!"

It wasn't until the little bastard opened his eyes as if waking up from a dream that Ma Xidao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Raising his hand, he slapped the little bastard: "Xiba bastard, why are you pretending to be dead if you can breathe?"

The gangster's eyes darkened, and he subconsciously called out: "I didn't pretend!"

Ma Xidao resentfully withdrew his hand.

Xiba, please hold back your strength and slap next time.

North Gate Market.

The idle Ding Qing sat on the curb, smoking a cigarette, chatting with his good friend Li Zicheng.

"Xiba, that girl is really exciting, do you want to go to the movies tonight? Recently there is a new kind-hearted sister-in-law?"

Ding Qing's short hair is slightly greasy sticking to his forehead, he is wearing a plaid shirt with half sleeves, black jeans with a hole in it, he is squatting with his legs sprawled out, and he looks like a lowly gangster with a cigarette in his mouth son.

"It's not interesting." Li Zicheng's mid-length hair also looked a little dirty, and he was wearing a printed T-shirt under a black suit jacket. It looked very poorly matched, but his appearance was sharp and angular, and he looked ruthless.

The two squatted on the side of the street, commenting on the beautiful girls passing by, discussing where to go at night.

Until a figure suddenly stopped in front of the two of them.

Li Zicheng put his hands on his back subconsciously and stood up, but Ding Qing just raised his head lazily: "Hey, where is the man, what's the matter?"

"I want to join the gang." Lin Wei stood up straight, looked at Ding Qing, and saw that he raised his brows but did not express his opinion, so he emphasized his tone again.

"I'm Lin Wei, born in Beidaemun Market, a local, I just moved out a few years ago and just finished my military service, and I was a vigilante at the Seoul General Bureau before.

I want to join the Beimen sect, I want to hang out with you. "

Lin Weiyi was terrified and had a serious expression, but Ding Qing couldn't help laughing. He stood up and patted Lin Wei's shoulder with some dirty hands.

"Man, let's go home and study." Ding Qing and Li Zicheng are both overseas Chinese, and the North Gate Sect is essentially a Chinese gang, so one look at his appearance, and you can tell that this person is just like himself.

Therefore, Ding Qing simply said in Mandarin with a slight accent: "You are not this material."

"I am." Lin Wei just stood there.

Ding Qing turned her head and glanced at Li Zicheng.

With a cold expression, Li Zicheng stretched out his hand and pushed Lin Wei away: "Get out, don't come here looking for a beating."

"Give me a way." Lin Wei didn't resist, and let him push, but after being pushed away, he came up again.

Ding Qing laughed out loud.

He stopped Li Zicheng from making further movements, but raised his head and moved his chin on a whim.

"See those over there?"

Lin Wei turned his head to look, and on the other side of the street, he saw six men who were also fooling around. At this moment, they were pointing their middle fingers at Ding Qing with provocative faces.

"Ah~ Really, those Xiba bastards have been staring at me to tell them to close their eyes, and I will let you follow me."

Ding Qing's smile was a bit malicious.

Lin Wei took out a pack of cigarettes from his trouser pocket.

Ding Qing curled his lips, but did not refuse, allowing Lin Wei to light one for him and Li Zicheng, and then lit another for himself, taking a deep breath.

Lin Wei only took a puff and put his cigarette on the curb.

"be right back."

He took off his leather jacket, threw it on the ground, and went straight across the road, walking straight towards the six men.

Ding Qing clicked his tongue, turned his head and looked at Li Zicheng.

Li Zicheng frowned slightly and looked at him.

"in spite of?"

"Axi." Ding Qing scratched his face depressedly: "Why is this kid as brainless as you?"

Li Zicheng raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and then exhaled a puff of smoke: "Is it the guts or the brain?"

"Axi." Ding Qing glared at him: "Didn't I go back to fight with you last time? You just have no brains, and so many people are still stunned. If it wasn't for good luck, maybe the last time the men would fight with you." Fold there with you."

But when the two finished their conversation, they raised their heads and looked across the street, but they couldn't help but looked at each other.

In less than a minute, Lin Wei walked back with a lot of blood in his head. The vehicles on the street made harsh screeching brakes because of him crossing the road, but after Lin Wei turned his head and took a look, they even honked. None were sent out.

Lin Wei walked up to Ding Qing, and picked up the unburned cigarette on the curb with his left hand.

"Xiba, I ate a bottle of wine. Fortunately, these bastards didn't bring knives." Lin Wei took a cigarette in his mouth, exhaled a puff of smoke, and stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, which probably caused a small cut.

He wiped the blood from his forehead, raised his head, and repeated the opening remarks just now: "Brother Ding, I want to hang out with you."

Ding Qing and Li Zicheng looked at each other again.

But this time, Li Zicheng took out a stack of crumpled toilet paper from his trouser pocket: "Fortunately, I haven't gone to the toilet today."

Lin Wei took the toilet paper, wiped his forehead, and grinned: "Thanks, brother."

"Axi, have you eaten yet?" Ding Qing touched his trouser pocket depressedly.

Seeing Lin Wei nodding, Ding Qing's expression brightened: "That's fine, let's go, clean up and go have a few drinks."

Lin Wei smiled brightly: "But I'm actually not too full."

"Pfft." Li Zicheng's smile was unexpectedly low, he stretched out his hand and patted Lin Wei's shoulder, and took the initiative to pick up the leather jacket for him: "Let's go, I'll wash it for you first, don't watch him pretend , he has tens of thousands in his pocket."

Ding Qing glanced at the six men on the ground across the street and clicked his tongue.

The little brothers around me are better at fighting than the other. He, the little boss, seems to be getting rich?

And Lin Wei's smile was indeed very sincere.

Just because of the words floating in front of my eyes.

[Undercover Beginning: Successfully joining the Dingqing group of the North Gate School is considered a success. (completed)

Task reward: stamina +1, skill point *1. (Available)]

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Lin Wei glanced at it, and his heart froze immediately.