After the uncle, who was called "Fourth Master", made the phone call in a rough voice, he lit a cigarette on his own.

"Uncle, how old are you this year? I saw that you are in good health. I just fought against me, so I went backwards step by step." I squatted beside me and asked in a chat.

"Uncle?" He tilted his head and thought for a while, then he laughed: "You really have nothing wrong with calling me uncle."

It is said that women are difficult to figure out, and the age of the man in front of me is really a bit confused in my opinion.

It should be said not to say it. This guy is actually very masculine. His short hair is close to the brain skin, his facial features are angular, and his face is as stylish as a knife and an axe. He is a pair of eyes that are obviously very vicissitudes but particularly clear. With that colorful green, you can tell at a glance that the valuable flower arm tattoos and the ruffian atmosphere between his eyebrows are definitely the type that girls are particularly obsessed with now.

"Your cigarette is easy to smoke, what brand of it?" I pointed to the cigarette box with no trademark at his feet, and asked without saying a word: "Are you a specialty here? When I left, I will bring a few for my buddy to go back and taste the freshness."

The uncle picked up the white cigarette box, flipped it around for a few times, and smiled happily: "I can't buy this cigarette on the market. If you like to smoke, I'll give you two packs later."

"Oh, that's so thankful." I stood up quickly.

The uncle may not want to have a deep conversation with me, so he stepped on the cigarette butt and stretched his back to break the topic: "Don't be stinky, have you rested enough? Let's continue to beat me for a while."

"Come on." I twisted my sore waist twice, jumped and walked into the basketball court first.

"Playing..."

The crisp sound of the ball hitting the ground instantly appeared in the stadium, making this quiet night look weird but harmonious.

After sweating profusely, I had been playing again for almost an hour. The uncle answered the phone again and then called the big men together to prepare to leave.

Watching the group of middle-aged gangs get up one after another, I squatted down and tied my shoelaces, and asked curiously: "Uncle, are you a local?"

"It's almost the same. I come here to play for a while every year." After thinking about it, the uncle turned around and said to a middle-aged man who was walking with him: "Give him two packs of cigarettes."

Immediately someone threw me two packs of unbranded cigarettes he had just smoked.

"Thank you, not only rub your balls, but also your cigarettes in the middle of the night." I didn't refuse, and took it with a shameless face, and asked with a smile: "Will you still play tomorrow night? If you come, I'll wait for you."

"If there is nothing to do, I will come here." The uncle raised Tihan's big shorts and said with a smile: "If you are destined to be, you don't need to ask, and if you are not destined to meet, you won't know each other."

After saying that, the group of people disappeared in a hurry in the park.

And I held the two packs of cigarettes he had just given me, and stood quietly in place like a telephone pole, staring at the direction they left.

"Interesting." After a long time, I murmured to myself and then dialed Liancheng's number.

After the phone "beep beep" rang for a while, Lian Cheng's confused voice came from the other end: "Brother Lang, you are getting more and more lazy now. It's all the time. Is it appropriate to harass me during this period?"

"An urgent matter." I grabbed the cigarette box and looked at it again, lowered my voice and said, "I remember you sent me a few special cigarettes from your unit before. If you paint a five-pointed star in the cigarette mouth, do you still have the impression?"

Lian Cheng interrupted impatiently: "Remember, what do you want to say? Just ask, I'm so sleepy that I'm trembling."

"It's exactly the same as your special cigarette, but there are three stars on the cigarette mouth. Do you know what cigarette it is?" I held my neck and shoulders and head of my phone. At the same time, I opened the cigarette box, took out a cigarette from it, observed it carefully under the dim street light, and asked curiously: "Is it a high-quality imitation?"

"Three stars?" Liancheng's tone suddenly increased: "If it is a genuine product, at least one can smoke a cigarette at the school level or above. If the boss Luo Quan, whom I am following now, cannot smoke a cigarette of that level, if it is not for a special status, you can't smoke that level. What's wrong? You wouldn't have had any adventures recently, no, even if there is an adventure, it's impossible to meet that level of existence...."

As he was talking, even Cheng himself was in a mess. After muttering a few words, he breathed a sigh of relief: "No matter whether it is true or not, any player who can smoke that kind of cigarette is a big shot that we can't afford to offend. Stay away as much as possible."

"Okay, then you can urinate and continue to sleep. After a while, I will go to Shangjing to see you." After a few casual conversation, we ended the call.

"School-level big shot?" I squatted down, pinched a cigarette, put it in my palm and played with it. The appearance of the uncle just now appeared in my mind again.

Even if I have been lingering in the world for many years, I am at least vigilant. If it is a coincidence that I met that uncle in the hotel toilet tonight, there is definitely something wrong with the second encounter on the basketball court just now. In such a big city, if I can meet the same group twice, I will know that there is something wrong with my toes when I think about it.

But no matter how abnormal it is, I can feel that this group of middle-aged old hooligans should have no malicious intentions towards me.

The problem also arises. I have no malicious intentions towards me, but I can always encounter it unexpectedly. What did the other party do?

To be honest, I don’t believe that the uncle just now was a beast from the Green Camp, otherwise he wouldn’t have a tattoo on his arm. Despite this, it is enough to show that the group of people is not a ruthless man from the Green Camp, but he can smoke special cigarettes and give them to others openly, which shows that he must not be short of this ration, and it also proves that the "Fourth Master" has at least close contact with the school-level big names.

After thinking about it all, I dragged my tired steps and slowly returned to the hotel.

I don’t know if it was because of the fatigue of the journey or the sweat on the basketball court just now. After lying down for a while, I fell asleep unknowingly.

I was speechless all night, and it was already half noon the next day when I opened my eyes again.

I habitually took out my cell phone from under my pillow. When I saw Che Yong calling me four or five times, I immediately realized that they might have resisted Hangzhou, so I hurried back.

When the phone was answered, Che Yong hummed like an old lady with a broken mouth: "Tiezi, it's a bit unpretentious. You said you called us, but after calling us for a long time, we didn't answer. We were all wondering if you wanted to let me go..."

"Don't talk, are you in your current position?" I yawned and sat up.

Che Yong coughed twice and explained: "A small Internet cafe not far from the East Station, Chen Xiao and Xie Hongyong's identities are fine. The key is that I am a wanted criminal. Please arrange a place for you as soon as possible, otherwise the police will come to inspect again later, and I am afraid..."

After thinking about it, I reminded me: "I will send you coordinates later. Come here directly. The fat man will open the room for you. If I hear me clearly, stay in the room without any trouble. When I have any needs, I will contact you as soon as possible. During this period, don't contact anyone, let alone tell anyone your location."

“Tu tu tu tu…”

At this moment, the door of the room was knocked and after giving Che Yong a few words, I pulled my slippers and ran to open the door.

"Hello, sir, are you surnamed Wang?" A young man dressed in a waiter outside the door bowed politely to me.

After looking at him for a few glances, I nodded slightly: "Yes, my surname is Wang, what's wrong?"

The waiter continued, "That's right. Someone is looking for you in the lobby downstairs. I'll tell you that he is your purpose in Hangzhou. If you seize the time, he won't mind having a good talk with you."

"Hmm?" I pulled the bones of my nose and agreed: "I'll go down right away."

After sending the waiter away, I hurriedly called Zhang Xingyu's number.

The phone was connected, but no one answered for a while, and I didn't know what this guy was busy with. I didn't have time to think about it. I quickly changed into clean clothes and ran towards the elevator.

In less than two minutes, I arrived at the hotel lobby and twisted my head and searched back and forth.

"Mr. Wang!"
Chapter completed!