Limitless Interpretations

The splashed gravel hit her face...

When she touched Yan Wan's cold eyes, she swallowed unconsciously. He no longer dared to cry out a sound, his face was filled with deep fear and terror. Hun no longer had the fierce and brutal energy he had just now.

"……money."

Yan Wan straightened up slowly, played with the lighter, and stretched out his hand towards her.

The woman stood up, looked at the bone chopping knife embedded in the ground with lingering fear, and ran towards the house without saying a word.

"Hey, Brother Yan, Brother Yan, I'm sorry..."

After a while, a fat man weighing more than 200 kilograms came over with an apologetic smile on his face. He kept apologizing and presented a roll of paper tickets in his hand. "We are new here and don't understand the rules. Brother Yan, don't be offended."

The woman beside her couldn't help but smile apologetically, and bowed again and again after the fat man. He just glanced at the bone chopping knife on the ground from time to time, his eyes filled with fear.

“If you don’t understand, you have to learn.”

Yan Wang counted the money, put it in his pocket, blew out a smoke ring, and said to him seriously: "Now is a society ruled by law. Everything must be done with reason, right?"

The fat man responded repeatedly, while groping in his pocket and taking out a few more banknotes. "You take this little money. This time it was my fault. My mother-in-law was disobedient and hurt the previous brothers..."

"Don't do this kind of thing again. Trouble." Yan Wan grabbed the money unceremoniously, patted him on the shoulder, left here with a few words.

The so-called management of Chunyang Street is actually these trivial matters. What matters is nothing more than collecting accounts and paying accounts. There will be many more things like today in the future.

A few months later…

Previously, due to policy reasons, New FXCM and Tianxing Society were dormant. After such a long time, the overall work has been almost completed.

But this does not mean that they have changed from good to decent people. On the contrary, compared to the past when the fangs were exposed. Now they have been deeply hidden.

On the surface, there is no longer the arrogant scene of chasing and killing people on the street. But secretly, it's darker than before.

After all, surveillance coverage in this era is pitifully small. Even if someone is dragged into an alley at night and stabbed to death, no one will notice.

In the past, most people just collected protection fees and gathered people to fight...

Now they have opened hotels, KTVs, bars, and casinos in a grand manner. Selling cocaine, ecstasy...

These things are much more harmful than so-called fights and protection fees.

The police were also a little uncomfortable. In the past, they would just arrest them if they saw a fight. They could not convict them, but they could still beat them.

Now, if we want to catch these people, we need evidence, and we have to litigate... The most important thing is that we often can't convict because of insufficient evidence. I can only let people go in frustration.

If you dare to take action, they will find a lawyer to sue you in minutes. It makes you unable to eat and walk around.

midnight.

Haozi, smelling of alcohol, returned to his residence. I went to the bathroom to throw up and wake up.

Sitting on the sofa, he took out his mobile phone and pressed a series of numbers. I stared at the screen for a long time, rubbing the green buttons with my fingertips.

Finally, I pressed it...

Beep, beep...

The call was connected, but neither party said anything.

Haozi waited for a while and then said in a hoarse voice: "Once upon a time in Tianxing Society, there was a man named Gao Yun. Do you know?"

Hearing the name Gao Yun, the voice on the other end was a little surprised: "Gao Yun? He carried Chen Yongjian's bag nine years ago, and he is still squatting now. But after calculation, it should be out soon. But besides him, there are still some people squatting Still waiting."

Chen Yongjian is the leader of Tianxing Club, Wang Biao is his confidant, and Mr. Li is naturally his secretary.

Haozi pursed his lips and said slowly: "He will be released from prison in three days. Mr. Li asked Yan Wan and I to pick him up."

..."So, Chen Yongjian is planning to let Gao Yun take Wang Biao's seat?"

Haozi replied: "That's right. I want to take this opportunity to be Gao Yun's top horse. This way I can get in touch with the main figures of Tianxing Society faster."

The voice fell silent and seemed to be thinking. It took a while before answering him: "Okay, tell me what you need me to do in advance."

"good."

beep……

The phone hangs up.

Haozi put down his mobile phone, lit a cigarette and went to the balcony. He sat quietly for a while. When the sky turned white, he returned to the bed. Without taking off his clothes, he got into the bed and fell asleep.

Time passed quickly.

As soon as Haozi arrived at the game hall in the morning, he found that Yan Wan had gotten a pair of sunglasses from nowhere. Standing at the door with a stern look on his face.

"Where did you get it?" Haozi looked at him with an expression on his face that he had seen a ghost.

Yan Wan chuckled and said: "Of course I bought it, otherwise what do you think? Stop talking nonsense and let's go..."

The entrance of Tianjing Hotel.

Mr. Li had been waiting for a long time. When he saw Yan Wan, he waved his hand and threw him the car keys. "Brother Yun is coming out today. You two are going to pick him up. The hall master is holding a banquet here waiting for him. Go back quickly."

"Yes, Mr. Li."

Yan Wang gave the key to Haozi and got into the passenger seat without any intention of driving.

Haozi got into the car and started it, and asked casually: "Why don't you drive?"

"No!" Yan Wan replied, looking for Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com and then changed his subject: "Haozi, do you know this Gao Yun?"

Haozi shook his head: "You don't even know, I don't know where to go."

Yan Wang pinched his chin and said thoughtfully: "But if Gao Yun takes Brother Biao's seat, he will naturally be our eldest brother. He has been out of touch with the outside world for so many years, and he will definitely need help."

Haozi's eyelids trembled and he said nothing.

"Haozi, what do you think?" He didn't say anything, but Yan Wan asked.

"What can you think? Whoever Brother Yun likes will be in charge." Haozi shrugged.

Yan Huan nodded, and immediately said with a smile: "Yes, this is not what we say. But if you follow Brother Yun, then Chunyang Street will be what I say."

Haozi's eyes flashed and he laughed a few times in agreement.

Yan Wan put down his seat, half-lying down and squinting his eyes, many thoughts flashing through his mind. He has always had doubts about Haozi.

It's a pity that he doesn't understand the intrusion and deciphering methods of computer hackers at all. Otherwise, if you hack into the Tiaozi system directly, it will be clear who is the undercover agent.

"arrive."

Haozi parked the car on the side of the road, got out of the car, lit a cigarette, and looked at the blue-gray iron gate of the prison, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable. Very depressing, unspeakably heavy...

The two waited for about half an hour.

As the closed door slowly opened a crack, a short-haired man wearing a vest, a green dragon on his shoulders, and a hideous scar on his left eye came out carrying a bag.

Haozi hurriedly greeted him and took the bag for him: "Brother Yun? The hall master asked us to come and pick you up. He's waiting for a banquet in the hotel."

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