The rise of the reborn hero

One general succeeds and ten thousand bones wither.

Jianghu also wants to be cruel enough, but it is a rare opportunity for some low-level people.

Jianghu is really fair sometimes.

If you don't die, you will take the lead!

Quan Minhuan is a gangster, and it can be said that he is a gangster whose life is not very satisfactory.

Just a year ago, he was a metal grinder. He works in a small lathe factory with only six or seven workers, and earns a salary that is not much but enough to support himself.

I can even drink soju with some friends in my spare time, and my life is quite comfortable. If it hadn't been for that accident, there is a high probability that his life would have been to marry a wife who was also hard-working and hard-working, and then everyone would have lived in such a muddle-headed way for the rest of their lives relying on inertia.

Until death

""287" However, a large part of the sorrow at the bottom comes from the irresistibility of the risk when it comes.

My brother's illness destroyed the family.

I borrowed from all the relatives and friends I could borrow, but the family still couldn't save my brother's life..

Silicosis. Year-round inhalation of dust has led to complete fibrosis of the lungs. This disease is very painful. The man who had just turned thirty and was as strong as an ox only weighed seventy pounds when he died! My brother’s today is Quan Minhuan’s. Tomorrow.

Because he was engaged in the same job, the amount of dust he inhaled every day was no less than his brother. He watched with his own eyes how his brother died step by step.

This made him shudder.

The family had no money at all, and his brother’s funeral was hastily held. , a person who came to attend the funeral changed the rest of his life.

Not many people came to the funeral. A man with a strong aura aroused Quan Minhuan's curiosity.

He knew that this man participated in the love party of his brother's high school.

Quan Minhuan Xiang Zhe is now said to be a big shot in the Tao. When the other party came, he was dressed in a black suit and followed by several fierce men. His aura made many people tremble.

Quan Xiang Zhe probably saw the shabby funeral of his old comrade. He looked a little unbearable, so he threw a wad of banknotes to the blank-eyed Quan Minhuan.

"Buy this fool a piece of land and a memorial tablet in the temple.

Xiangzhe said with some emotion after saluting,"We were both the most outstanding delinquents in high school. After graduation, your brother thought that he would make a lot of money. He would never have thought that without my money, which he looked down upon , When he died, there wasn't even a cemetery. Xiangzhe who spoke looked at the second son of the family with playful eyes,"If you don't like the origin of the money, you can return it to me.""

Quan Minhuan clutched the stack of large banknotes tightly. He had never seen so much money. After paying for his brother's funeral, the money could greatly alleviate the family's difficulties. Will he let go?

Xiangzhe looked at the whole family. The second boy turned around and left after a while. He knew that these people would never become friends with him. Even if he spent money, the two old men looked at him with more disgust than gratitude.

This was probably what President Ding said. I'm talking about sheep.

Poor people who have been oppressed all their lives and have been completely trapped by various rules and regulations. Their only role in living may be to contribute some labor and profits to those capital predators.

Quan Minhuan looked at Xiang Zhe's back and suddenly Blessed to the soul. He knew that this might be an opportunity to change his destiny. So he rushed out.

From that day on, there was one less fitter and there was a young man at the bottom of the Golden Gate Group who was taciturn but with amazing strength.

From joining At the beginning of Kinmen Group, a director named Li Zicheng said something to these people

"Kinmen Group is very fair and does not discriminate based on seniority based on workplace rules. It's easy to get ahead, just remember one thing, when the group needs you...."

At that time, Li Zicheng looked at these new blood and said cruelly,"You need to risk your life to win."".......(To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Quan Minhuan’s home is still in Seodae-gu, Busan.

Most of the residents here work hard and earn a meager income by selling their labor, so most of these families go to bed very early to conserve energy.

At a quarter past ten in the evening, most residential areas in Xishan have fallen into darkness and appear very quiet.

The sudden sound of the siren woke up Quan Minhuan, who had rarely returned home, and then his cell phone rang.

"Go out, we have to do things 0........"

Brother Xiangzhe's tone was cold, without his usual playful smile,"Someone will definitely die this time. For your brother's sake, I will give you a chance to choose."

No fear, no fear.

Quan Minhuan straightened his body and said,"Do it."

Quan Minhuan walked out and saw a white van parked at the door of his house. The car was packed with seven or eight men, each with a serious expression.

Even Xiangzhe didn't speak anymore. He just nodded and handed him a roll of tape, a white glove, and a sharpened sashimi knife.

"Wrap the knife tightly and don't take it off."

Taking the things, Quan Minhuan nodded and jumped into the car. The door closed and the car quickly drove away, and the community became quiet again.

One car, two cars...

Five cars, ten cars....

The car has been driving for a long time. Sitting by the window, Quan Minhuan suddenly discovered that he was not the only one doing the work, because there were almost countless vehicles traveling with him.

One after another, vans and off-road vehicles appeared in his sight, and he even saw the legendary black Mercedes Benz of President Ding.

"What on earth are we going to do?"

The big-mouthed Quan Minhuan looked at Brother Xiangzhe in shock,"Who is worthy of us sending out so many people on May 7 to do things?"

"The whole of Seoul.

The latter grinned,"After tonight, those guys who think we are country bumpkins will kneel at our feet." From now on, it’s our Kinmen Group’s business. Looking at Quan Minhuan with dull eyes, Xiangzhe curled his lips and said,"Don't be too afraid, kid." A word came down from above, if you win, everyone will be prosperous!"

The Busan Bridge leading to Seoul was illuminated by the lights of many vehicles as if it were daytime, and the relevant departments responsible for security inspections were already empty. The only person on duty even saluted the convoy.

Ding Qing motioned to the driver After rolling down the window, he threw a pack of cigarettes to the other party,"It's cold at night, thank you for your hard work.""