these years

When Qiao Weidong was half asleep and half awake, he thought he was in a police station or in prison.But in fact, he woke up in the intensive care unit guarded by the police.In that tragedy, he was chased and killed by several people under Chen Jiaxiang's seat. He was shot seven times in the street. In order to leave a bigger hole in the chest.

What Qiao Weidong didn't know was that none of the other five were left, and they were massacred one by one in the restaurant.Therefore, as the biggest remaining suspect in this case, although he is still on a ventilator, he has been included in the strict supervision list by O.

However, due to the murder of the speaker, Taiwan's largest gang fell into a power vacuum, and Taiwan's underground world suddenly had no leader, which caused the fight between intermodal and other prefixes, and caused a new wave of reshuffle.Therefore, this tragedy should be included in the annals of rivers and lakes, and it is widely praised, known as the "Xinghua Village Murder".

Qiao Weidong struggled and looked sideways from the corner of his eye. Outside the glass wall of the ECU, the Royal Hong Kong Police were all standing.Half an hour later, the doctor discovered that he was awake, and three days later, Qiao Weidong regained his ability to move, so he was transferred to the mission hall for temporary detention.

Wang Lijun slammed the door of the study, because Jin Rulin told him that there was only one way to solve this problem, which was to get Qiao Weidong to join a gang.Since it has nothing to do with personal grievances, there is no need for retaliation on the intermodal side, and they only have to deal with the police.

Wang Lijun scolded outside the door: "You fucking said it lightly, it's easy to get in, but can people get out?"

The door was silent.

Wang Lijun rubbed the center of his eyebrows, he hadn't slept for two days, and his brain was in severe pain.So he left the door of the study and was about to go back to his room to rest, but when he turned around, he saw Zhong Weihong.

Zhong Weihong stood with folded arms, stared at him for a while, and asked, "Would you like Lao Jin's proposal?"

Wang Lijun choked out from his nose: "Yes."

Zhong Weihong lowered his arms and leaned on the stairs.She said: "You have no choice - you actually know in your heart that this must be the case, you are just too timid."

Wang Lijun said, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Zhong Weihong said: "You think your fame is based on your face, don't you? You just don't want to admit that you can get to this point not by yourself, but by the underworld. But you are timid and afraid , You crossed the river and demolished the bridge, trying to disassociate yourself from the underworld."

Wang Lijun looked up at her and was stunned on the spot.Under the brown-red light, she stood barefoot, with a honey-like complexion and thick lips, like a heroine in a Japanese movie, looking scheming.

Zhong Weihong took a step down: "You want to be filming, want to have a good life, want to live and work in peace and contentment, and want to have a neat and tidy family - let you take all the good things together? You think about it yourself, in order to help you Commander, how much blood and rain, now that you are popular, do you not recognize the credit of the underworld?"

Wang Lijun spat: "Entering the underworld is death! You don't know, you haven't experienced it at all—"

Zhong Weihong smiled strangely. She pinched her skirt and pulled it up until her thigh was exposed. On the side of her right thigh, there was a huge burn mark.Seeing Wang Lijun stared blankly, she snorted coldly, saying that the murder of her life seemed very strange.

She took another step, and now they were on the same step.

She continued: "Now we have three choices. One is that Qiao Weidong joins the gang, offends others, and dies; the other is that Qiao Weidong joins the gang and gets along well. Others are afraid of him, and we also benefit from him. The whole family is together." If you have money, you can earn it together; third, if Qiao Weidong doesn’t join the gang, he will die immediately if he has no one to support him—choose one.”

Wang Lijun didn't speak, his mouth was flattened, and he was about to cry. If you observe carefully, you can find that he is shaking slightly.

Zhong Weihong was about to turn around and go upstairs, but when she saw Wang Lijun's pitiful eyes from the corner of her eye, she couldn't help but feel soft.She stopped, nodded sideways, and in the dim brown-red light, she whispered, "Jin and Yi'an are actually not as bad as you think."

She had no intention of hurting Wang Lijun. To put it bluntly, they were two flowers on the same branch.She taught him a lesson because she really wanted Wang Lijun to understand that people cannot be timid, they cannot escape, they must figure out their position, you really can't—you can't clearly live in the center of the arena, but be afraid of entering the arena.

Wang Lijun was criticized and went upstairs with tears in his eyes.He returned to the room, sat down on the bed, took out a cigarette from his coat, covered it with one hand, and lit it with the other—forgot when he started smoking, maybe it was a bad habit he learned from Wu Xing.

He put a cigarette in his mouth but didn't smoke it, letting the smoke fill the room.In the white mist, he looked into the full-length mirror beside the bed, and when he looked carefully, he could see a small, very red pimple popping out on his forehead.For other men, this is really nothing, but Wang Lijun touched the mirror tentatively, suddenly sobbed, and put his hands on his forehead, plus this face, he had another thing to worry about.

The smog lingered, locking Wang Lijun inside. His eyes were dim with tears, and the more he looked in the mirror, the more frightened he became.He was afraid that this small particle would spread to a full-faced disaster. It was not until now that he realized that his self-confidence in the past few years was all bubbles.After seeing it, he let out an ah. For a long time, he had a terrible breath that had been circling in his abdomen, and now he finally rushed out.He collapsed on the bed suddenly, covering his eyes with his hands, tears pouring out from his palms.Now, he doesn't know who he is worried about. Qiao Weidong is so handsome, strong, and full of courage. He can do a good job wherever he goes. On the other hand, he is so ugly that he can't protect himself. Do you have time to worry about others?

The breath was squeezed in his throat, and it was uncomfortably blocked. He raised his fist and slammed the bed hard, and the pillow bounced up.He grabbed the quilt with one hand, buried his face in it, and barked like a dog in order to relieve the pain of sorrow.

On this side, Jin Rulin couldn't calm down.The assassination of Chen Jiaxiang this time was an act of his superiority in Heyi'an. He wanted to ask for credit from the person responsible for his promotion, so he naturally had to give credit for everyone to see.He knew that Master Zhong had long wanted to usurp power, so the two parties cooperated internally and externally, and the massacre in Xinghua Village was completed immediately.

What he didn't expect was that in order to get rid of the relationship, Master Zhong killed Jin Rulin's people behind closed doors.But even so, Qiao Weidong survived.

Jin Rulin loosened his hands, and unfolded the letter in his hands. There was no title or signature on the letter, only a paragraph of nonsensical words.

"This life is indifferent, courageous and heroic, can't think deeply about everything, has a beginning but never an end, good things go on forever, disasters and dangers are stagnant, right and wrong, self-defeating in a coincidence, but turn out to be good in a bad way, the current evil star will come out of the limit, good fortune There is no doubt that the fortune will be exhausted.”

It turned out that Master Cao didn't write the hymn for Qiao Weidong at that time because of a bad fate. Isn't this more explanatory?Seven Killing Stars, Seven Killing Stars, Jin Rulin murmured, he really believed it.He had to think of a way to make Qiao Weidong belong to He Yi'an and be used by him.

He Yi'an is said to have originated from a peasant uprising army named He Zijun in the Ming Dynasty[1].After being suppressed by the imperial court, this reactionary force fled all the way south, and finally settled in the Guangdong area, where it took root. Until now, most of the members of the gang are engaged in drug trafficking, money lending, gambling, and drug industry, etc., and their forces spread throughout Hong Kong, Taiwan and Taiwan. Throughout Canada, most of the members are Chaozhou people, so they are also called the Chaozhou Gang.

A few years ago, Jin Rulin finally got acquainted with Lan Ruping by relying on his blood relationship in the clan.Lan Ruping, known as Lord Lan, was once a well-known 2[3] in Ngee Ann. When he was young, he was famous and the best fighter, but the prestige of 4 is far less than that of a leader[[-]], and he is not like a master[[-]]. [-]] Being able to fill his own pockets, Lan Ye is old and full of illnesses, and there is not much pension money, which can be called a bleak evening.Seeing this, Jin Rulin funded the establishment of the Lan family class for Lord Lan, designing martial arts moves for movies.Lord Lan was very grateful for this, and immediately presided over the membership ceremony for Jin Rulin, and Jin Rulin became a member of He Yi'an.

Although Lord Lan was Jin Rulin's introducer, he didn't want to care about the sloppy thing of saving Qiao Weidong. He wouldn't believe what Jin Rulin said about the Seven Killers.Because he was born in martial arts and has been a red stick all his life. Except for Guan Erye, he doesn't believe in ghosts and gods.

But when he heard that Qiao Weidong was Wang Lijun's younger brother, his attitude changed drastically, because he liked Wang Lijun, and Wang Lijun also promised Lan's class that if he became a big boss in the future, he would definitely be promoted to the status of a martial artist.

I still remember the bonfire happy feast that night, everyone raised their glasses of wine and said in unison, "every righteousness kills more dogs".

So Lord Lan waved his hand, and said proudly: "There is a way!"

He called a dozen of his subordinates that night, and everyone pretended to be fighting in the street. As expected, they were dragged into the mission hall by the police for temporary detention.

Lan Ye and his group walked into the classroom. At the door of the cubicle, the little policeman took out the key to open the iron door. Lan Ye took the opportunity to touch the iron railing. The chill hadn't changed for decades.

The little policeman opened the iron gate, and he said with a smile: "Master Lan, you are in your teens, don't deal with young people anymore[5]."

Lord Lan nodded: "Yes, yes, brother, shoot more [6]." He reached out to hold the policeman's hand, and pressed the palm of his hand, and the other party looked away as if looking at the scenery, and nodded to express his understanding .

A group of people entered the class room, and the people in the class room were sitting or standing, staring at them with wide eyes. Lord Lan noticed that one person was standing in the middle of the room, and the other was kneeling on the ground. A urinal was placed between the two of them. Looking at the man is like being forced to drink urine.

On this day, Lord Lan couldn't help but grow old.Before he could clearly see the face of the kneeling man, the man suddenly jumped up, picked up the urinal and buckled it, dripping dripping on the side of the standing man.

Others rushed forward one after another, and were captured by that man one by one. Lord Lan finally saw clearly that the man had the appearance of a ghost, and he should be the one Jin Rulin wanted.

Many cellmates also joined the battle, and they fought to the chaos of the Seven Kingdoms, and they couldn't figure out which side was black and which side was white—maybe that's how it was in the world.

Qiao Weidong picked up the urinal and smashed it violently. A little poisonous insect rushed forward and unfortunately got caught in the scuffle. Half of his head was smashed to the ground. His remaining body was kicked back and forth by other comrades until Lan Ye was kicked. before.

Wow, fierce.Someone sighed.

It didn't take long for Qiao Weidong to become violent. The wounds on his body burst open, and blood spattered everywhere. Although he was embarrassed, he still persisted in fighting hard. Seeing this, Lord Lan hurriedly called the people behind him to help.Qiao Weidong was dragged aside, he lost a lot of blood, and his spirit was already lax, but when Lord Lan approached him, he still wanted to fight back.

Master Lan held his face and didn't let him move. He just said, "Dongzi? Your elder brother asked us to help. Don't worry."

After hearing this, Qiao Weidong didn't move. He was very tired and sighed under Master Lan's hand.Lord Lan was a little worried, afraid that this was his last breath.It wasn't until Qiao Weidong's breathing became stable that Lord Lan felt relieved.

After finishing off the others, Lord Lan invited out a statue of Emperor Guan. The statue was only the size of a man's thumb, but he was very devout. He folded his hands and placed them in his palms.Another person took off his jacket, revealing a roll of silk cloth wrapped around his body, with red characters on a yellow background and blood talismans painted on it.They spread the silk cloth in the middle of the classroom, and helped Qiao Weidong to kneel down.

Lord Lan handed the statue of Emperor Guan to Qiao Weidong.In the swirling smoke, Qiao Weidong opened his eyes. His eyes were already covered with a layer of dirty blood, and his vision was covered with a fiery red, which fluctuated from deep to light, and the figure floated. In the sea of ​​blood, he saw Guan Erye—— Guan Erye was so young, but he painted his whole body with oil paint, his complexion was flushed red, he was dressed in a green robe, his fine details were completely visible, and his pair of clay sculptured phoenix eyes even stared straight at the person in front of him.

A string of blood flew down from the corner of Qiao Weidong's eyes. He didn't like these things. He didn't like things that were exciting, sharp, and aggressive... He remembered that he had easily made a promise by the river back then, saying that he would protect everything that needed protection, but He didn't expect that he just wanted to protect, but he had to pay such a price.

Tears followed the blood, playing a car chase on his cheeks.Someone pinched the back of Qiao Weidong's neck, pressed him down and kowtowed three times, and someone stood by and applauded, because they had another brother from then on.

After knocking his head, Lord Lan grabbed a few sticks of incense, held them into a handle, and poked Qiao Weidong's back forcefully. Under the high temperature, his skin rolled up and turned black, and a knife wound was scalded.The blood finally stopped.

The imprint had already fallen, and Master Lan was so angry that he sank to his dantian, and shouted, Second Master Guan bless you!

Everyone also shouted, Guan Erye bless!

As for Guan Erye, who stood on an old palm, he opened his thin mouth slightly, looking at the predecessor, showing a little secretive smile.

From this night onwards, Qiao Weidong will belong to Lord Lan, and He Yi'an will solve all his problems.

In view of the bad social influence, which is a serious indictable crime, the case of intentional homicide at Xinghua Village Restaurant was heard by the Court of First Instance in advance.

On October [-], [-], the court found that Qiao Weidong was involved in abetting the murder, and the first trial sentenced him to seven years and six months in prison.After the second trial, the sentence was reduced to one year, and the verdict was finally acquitted.

Two months later, the handcuffs were removed, and Qiao Weidong finally walked out of the court in full length. No one knew what happened during the detention, but his expression was no longer childish.He just stood on the steps of the courthouse, his hands still cuffed and clasped, looking down at everyone with his mouth pursed and his head slightly raised.People who don't know always think that he is contemptuous of the world, but only he himself knows that it is an expression of grievance.

From this day on, Qiao Weidong was listed as one of the Five Tiger Generals of Heyi'an for his record of killing the talker of joint transportation.However, because of his foreign appearance, more people call him "Gui Zai Dong".

[1] For the story of He Zijun, please read my short story "Blood Like the Setting Sun".

[2] Four Two Six: That is, double bonus red sticks, triad slang, referring to the number one thug.

[3] Leading: Triad slang, refers to the leader.

[4] Shushu: Triad slang, referring to the accountant.

[5] Dealing with: Cantonese, that is, fighting.

[6] A lot of shooting: Cantonese, that is, a lot of care.