More than half an hour later, we drove to the shop called "Fat Mom Chuan Chuan Xiang" that Brother Hei mentioned, and Brother Hei was completely fainted.

The street where the store is located is very narrow, and it should be considered an old alley. In total, it can only accommodate two cars running in parallel at the same time. It was just past ten o'clock in the evening, and there were no people on the whole street.

Brother Hei’s friend’s shop is very small, about eight or nine square meters, with six or seven long wooden tables in the house. When we arrived at the place, there were no one in the store. A middle-aged man with a small height, square face and round head was squatting in the gap in the sewer at the door with a bucket of water pouring dirty water.

Seeing me running out of the car in a hurry, the man hurriedly hid the bucket behind his back and waved at me: "Comrade, I didn't pour sewage randomly..."

I quickly explained: "Brother, I am Brother Hei's brother. He is injured. Let me come to you."

The man breathed a sigh of relief: "Wow, you are not from the urban management department? I scared me and said, "Who is Brother Hei?"

"Six Fingers!" Zhang Xingyu pulled open the car window and shouted.

"Ri Nima, he's back?" The man's bucket in his hand hanged to the ground with a bang, and then ran to the van.

After a while, we jointly carried Brother Hei into his shop. The man skillfully put several wooden tables together. After that, he turned around and ran towards the kitchen. After a few seconds, he walked out with a dusty medical box and told me and Zhang Xingyu: "Go to the door and get the wind, and go to the kitchen and cook a pot of boiling water."

"Ah?" Zhang Xingyu and I looked at him in a daze. This man was not like a doctor in dressing up or doing things. I was afraid that he would cause problems for Brother Hei. He coughed twice and said, "Brother, this..."

"Hurry up!" The middle-aged man urged me impatiently, speaking in the dialect: "Pull down the roller shutter door, and kick it three times whenever you have any problems."

I swallowed and bowed with my hands together: "Oh, then my brother will ask you..."

"He is my brother." The man opened the medical box with his head in his arms, took out a few bottles of medicine boxes from it, and then turned out a scalpel with a length of his index finger, cursing at Zhang Xingyu: "You should hurry up, boil water."

Pulling down the roller shutter door, I moved the van not far away, then squatted at the door of the shop, lit a cigarette, and waited anxiously.

Because my phone was trampled by Vanke, I can't even contact anyone else now. Apart from raising my head and looking forward to it, I just silently recited it to the gods and Buddhas in the sky, blessing Brother Hei to be safe.

Waiting is an extremely tormenting thing, because you don’t know what will happen in the next second and when will it happen. I wrapped my cigarette mouth one by one, and from time to time, the middle-aged cursing sounds and Brother Hei’s moans could be heard from the shop.

I clenched my fists and whispered: "Male Gobi, Guo Changxi, Vanke, Boss Yi, I will sooner or later, you will be killed."

Time passed quietly with my own words and endless worries. I don’t know how long it took, but the roller shutter door was finally pulled open from the inside. Then I saw Zhang Xingyu walking out with a dirty bucket, and the water was covered with blood and some used gauze.

"How is it?" I asked anxiously.

Zhang Xingyu handed me the bucket and said, "It should be nothing. Brother Hei has a high fever. I'll buy some medicine and give me the car key. Find a farther place to pour out the water, don't attract attention."

"Trouble." I handed him the car key, took the bucket and ran towards the garbage point at the intersection.

Half a minute later, when he returned to the store, Brother Hei sat on the wooden chair with a weak body against the wall, and a large circle of gauze wrapped around his chest to his shoulders. The middle-aged man used a towel to wipe the blood stains on Brother Hei's body while muttering something.

The middle-aged man scolded with a stern face: "Say something good for you. Since you have left, why should you come back?"

Brother Hei was holding a cigarette, his face was pale as if he had just recovered from a serious illness. He coughed and smiled a little: "My old man celebrated his birthday the day before yesterday. I want to come back to see him, see my little sister, and eat the bowl of noodles you cooked."

"You, you." Middle-aged man paused, and after a few seconds of silence, he asked, "Have you ever seen her?"

The cigarette in Brother Hei's mouth fell to the ground with a "bang" and sighed and said, "Help me get a bowl of noodles, I'm hungry."

"Wait." Middle-aged man cursed and walked towards the kitchen with his washbasin.

I was like a child who made a mistake, standing at the door in a hurry, wanting to ask Brother Hei how it was, but I didn't know how to speak, so I didn't say anything for a long time.

"That guy used a sand spray, and the steel balls contained in it didn't hurt me." Brother Hei turned his head and looked at me, waved his hand and said, "Come and sit down."

I sat next to him incoherently and murmured: "Brother, today's business is thank you, thank you. I really don't know what to say..."

"You are lucky. I happen to be in the mountain city, otherwise you might have to lose something today." Brother Hei waved his hand and interrupted me, "That little Xizi, yes, the real name is Guo Changxi. He was a cruel and ruthless master a long time ago. No surprise. It's normal to chop off one hand today. In this battle, the gunman under his command may become popular, alas..."

I roared as if swearing: "Brother, I'll kill him sooner or later."

Brother Hei blinked his eyes twice and asked me inexplicably: "How do you feel compared to Shancheng and Chongshi?"

I thought about it and replied: "Big, prosperous, people's hearts are more complicated, and the gangsters are more ruthless."

"It's right." Brother Hei coughed twice, and lit another smoke as if he was satisfied: "But you said less, there are more opportunities. After 10 years in 2009, there will be no real king in this city. There are many big brothers in various ways, and there are also many bosses of the gray and white road, but none of them can achieve true dominance."

I responded to the truth: "I don't know much about the situation here."

Brother Hei took a breath and said, "You can never be the best in Chong City. I heard Lu Bing say that it is the place where the King's Chamber of Commerce started. The Cheng Zhiyuan and Chen Huajiao you met were just a drop in the bucket among those people. The King's Chamber of Commerce was spread all over the northern provinces, and all kinds of cruelty were emerging one after another. They would not hand over the place where they started."

I blinked my eyes and asked, "Then why can Sun Mark, Lu Guokang and others still have a good time?"

"Based on your understanding, is it difficult for those people from the King Chamber of Commerce to destroy Sun Mak?" Brother Hei smiled and asked me.

I instantly saw Cheng Zhiyuan, Chen Huajiao, and my cheap master Lin Kun and Ge Yu. Any of these people came out casually, which was enough for Sun Mark to bear, not to mention that they were a whole. It is no exaggeration to say that, I feel that the combination of Ge Yu and Chen Huajiao alone, when I came to Shancheng, I guess they were all big-name. I smiled bitterly and said, "It's not difficult."

Brother Hei touched the sweat on his forehead and smiled slightly: "This is the wisdom of the King's Chamber of Commerce. They know how to protect themselves. Characters like Sun Mark, they can lie down with a little force, but they deliberately want to give people the illusion that it is Sun Mark's world. The gangsters at the bottom think that Sun Mark is awesome, and anyone with discerning eyes can tell that he is just a shield."

Brother Hei stepped on the cigarette butt and continued: "In this way, no matter what kind of crackdown storm, it will not burn the king's head. Sun Mark is gone. They can find a way to support another king Mark. Li Mark. If you want to stay in Chongshi to develop, there are only two possibilities. Either join the king as a younger brother or become the next king Mark. Do you believe?"

My mind didn't react for a moment, and I tilted my head down and didn't respond.

At this time, the middle-aged man walked in from the kitchen with a bowl of steaming noodles, and put it in front of Brother Hei's face with a "dun", and curled his lips in anger: "Eat noodles."

Then he looked at me again and said, "If you are hungry, just put it in the pot."

Brother Hei Nunu said to me: "Go, don't be too polite to him."
Chapter completed!