Pan Du's gun is still in his hand, Xiao Yi is on the opposite side. No matter how good he is with the knife, he must first get in front of the opponent to use it. At a distance of 10 meters, the result of Pan Du's marksmanship seems to be destined.
As Pan Du said, he was indeed not a wordy person when killing people. He held the delicate trigger with his index finger and exerted a slight force. He seemed to have seen a bloody hole opened in the evil wolf's forehead.
But Pan Du suddenly felt that his nimble index finger could not use any force at this time, and it was just resting softly on the trigger. The expressions on his face flashed at the same time, from disbelief, to fear, to matter-of-factness.
He wanted to shout, but his throat could only make a weak rustling sound. At the last moment when he closed his eyes and lost consciousness, a smile appeared on the corner of Pandu's mouth, a smile that was natural but also came from the heart!
Pandu should indeed smile, he should feel it is natural, because his opponent is the evil wolf, and dying at the hands of the evil wolf is indeed a matter of course, he should smile!
The gun was still in Pan Du's hand, but the thin and sharp knife between Xiao Yi's fingers was missing.
He stood up and shook a glass of red wine slightly in his hand. The bright red was as bright as the blood flowing out of Pandu's throat!
I don't know when Xiao Yi's face once again had that bright and intoxicating smile, and he gently leaned into Pandu's ear, like an old friend whispering.
"What you said is not entirely correct. What I am best at is not guns or knives, but flying knives!"
Since the evil wolf Xiao Yi's flying knives were all wiped out, no one in the world knew about this secret. The only people who knew it were like Pan Du, but they shut their mouths forever in just a moment. Xiao Yi was very
He rarely misses his bullets, but he never misses his throwing knives. Every time he shoots a flying knife, he never misses the target!
After a while, the guards at the door felt something strange and broke in. They saw an empty red wine glass, a peel of even thickness, a dead man with a smile on his face, and a knife buried in his throat. The guards assured that this was their
After following Pandu for many years, it was the most beautiful smile Pandu had ever shown.
Nanjiang City, a dilapidated billiards room.
Zhao Zhidong closed his eyes tightly and swallowed half of the dry and hard steamed bun almost wholeheartedly in pain. Then he took a big gulp of cold water and then opened his eyes with relief. He looked at Wei Yong opposite him in disbelief.
Holding a dry and hard steamed bun, he chewed it with gusto.
"Does your steamed bun have fillings?" Zhao Zhidong looked puzzled. This made him not even want to chew the steamed bun, but it tasted like a delicacy on Wei Yong's body.
"There's no filling." Wei Yong said while chewing the steamed buns, his lips making a snapping sound, as if he was tasting the unrivaled delicacy.
Looking at the expressions of Zhao Zhidong and a bunch of colorful gangsters, Wei Yong continued: "It's good to have some. Just be content."
Zhao Zhidong sighed, but tightened his belt, but still did not continue to chew on the steamed buns that he had been chewing for several days, almost making him sick.
"Hey, Brother Xiao has been out for several days. It stands to reason that he should be back!" Zhao Zhidong said while looking at the door in a daze. Before Xiao Yi left, he turned back and swept away all their money.
, and they are not allowed to sneak around and bully the weak, which cuts off the source of income, and the business of the billiard room is barely enough for them to chew hard steamed buns.
"Anyway, I believe Brother Xiao." Although Wei Yong said this without any basis, he just thought Xiao Yi was very strong, but he trusted Xiao Yi from the bottom of his heart for no reason. Ever since that day at the riverside, he had
I felt this way, as if it was destined.
Zhao Zhidong looked at the group of brothers under him, the expressions on their faces as they were eating steamed buns were as painful as him, and he couldn't bear it. Although they were just unscrupulous little bastards in the past, their lives had never been so embarrassing. They just stole some and grabbed some.
, I searched for a few students, not to mention the delicacies of mountains and seas, at least they never stopped eating meat and fish every day.
Thinking about the "moisturizing" days in the past, Zhao Zhidong took a long look at the dry and hard steamed buns next to him, and then swallowed the second half of the sigh. His eyes suddenly lit up, like
It was like suddenly seeing a simmering roast chicken.
If Xiao Yi knew that Zhao Zhidong was comparing him to a roast chicken in his heart, he would definitely burn the Mohawk hairstyle on this kid's head. Even if Xiao Yi was only worth a roast chicken, his hands
The box inside could probably buy a Mount Everest of roasted chicken.
"Brother Xiao!" Zhao Zhidong and Wei Yong blurted out almost at the same time, and quickly rushed to Xiao Yi's side.
Xiao Yi smiled faintly and said, "Tell the brothers to guard outside. No one is allowed in. You two come in with me." After saying that, they walked towards the back room of the billiard room. Zhao Zhidong and Wei Yong waved their hands to indicate to the younger brothers to keep an eye on the door.
He followed in hesitantly.
Xiao Yi tapped his finger on the table, looked at the two people in front of him who looked confused for a while, then smiled slightly and said to Zhao Zhidong: "Dongzi, how much start-up capital do you need?"
Zhao Zhidong was stunned for a moment before realizing that Xiao Yi was talking about the start-up capital to expand his power. After a quick mental estimate, he said: "About half a million."
Wei Yong next to him was shocked when he heard this. He had never been involved in any of these things in society before. Although he knew that money was needed to grow big, he did not expect such a large amount of money. This money was enough to cover a family in their village.
Lived happily for a lifetime.
When Zhao Zhidong saw that Xiao Yi was silent, he quickly and carefully continued: "Be careful, it's about 400,000."
Seeing that Xiao Yi still didn't speak, Zhao Zhidong swallowed and continued: "If it's really difficult, you have to have 300,000 yuan, otherwise you won't be able to get started at all."
Xiao Yi squinted his eyes, suddenly stopped tapping his finger on the table, looked at Zhao Zhidong and said calmly: "If you have money, how long will it take for you to control the underworld in Nanjiang City?"
Zhao Zhidong thought for a while, then immediately shook his head and said: "If I have 300,000 yuan, I can only guarantee that I will fight for a place in Nanjiang City within two years. As for controlling the entire Nanjiang City underworld, if there is 1.8 million yuan, I will fight for it."
After more than ten years, there is still no hope at all."
"More than ten years?" Xiao Yi shook his head and smiled, but it was an appreciative smile. Zhao Zhidong's ability to say this proves that he is not the kind of impetuous and ignorant person, but the kind of person who can maintain an objective understanding of himself at any time, and
A down-to-earth person, but Xiao Yi would not wait for more than ten years for a mere Nanjiang City.
Xiao Yi put a black box in his hand on the table and said: "Take this money, and in the shortest possible time, I want you to become the overlord of the underworld in Nanjiang City!"
Zhao Zhidong and Wei Yong looked at each other, and Wei Yong said cautiously: "Brother Xiao, isn't there really 300,000 here?"
Zhao Zhidong swallowed his saliva and looked at Xiao Yi blankly, but did not move to open the box.
Xiao Yi looked at the expressions of the two and was amused. He said with a smile: "I am not mentally retarded enough to let my brother go to unify the underworld with only a few hundred thousand, but here is five million!"
"Five million!" Zhao Zhidong and Wei Yong's eyes widened at the same time, and their ears pricked up to confirm whether they had heard correctly. Xiao Yi's next words let them know that they had indeed heard wrongly.
"Well, five million dollars!" Xiao Yi said clearly.
Zhao Zhidong felt that the sky was filled with stars, and Wei Yong was afraid that someone would come and slap him now, because he was afraid that his dream would be shattered. It was not until Xiao Yi looked at the dizzy two people and slapped the table hard that he woke up.
Many years later, when Wei Yong and Zhao Zhidong chatted, they would still bring up this past incident. The most common thing they said at that time was: "When Brother Xiao put the five million US dollars on the table, we both
That expression makes him look like a beggar, hahaha, I really don’t know what I was thinking at the time, but it’s only a mere five million US dollars!”
Xiao Yi is now a killer, and he used to be a mercenary. He has reached the pinnacle in both fields, but he is still blank against the underworld, not to mention Wei Yong, who was an honest and good-natured poor student a few days ago. Only Zhao Zhidong, who has grown up since childhood
Then he got up in the street and explained the whole grand plan in a non-stop manner. Xiao Yi and Wei Yong were stunned for a while, secretly sighing that Zhao Zhidong was really a waste of talent if he didn't join the underworld!
The three of them talked to each other and gradually sketched out the structure of this huge force that would make the whole world tremble in the future. Xiao Yi injected a lot of management concepts in the army. For Zhao Zhidong,
It was a very novel idea, and he quickly raised his hands in approval. As for Wei Yong, he kept imitating the action of a chicken pecking rice from beginning to end, and took on the responsibility of a secretary, roughly constructing the idea created by Xiao Yi and Zhao Zhidong.
His thoughts were sorted out clearly, which made Zhao Zhidong look at him with admiration.
As for the name of the organization, Zhao Zhidong and Wei Yong originally wanted to name it after Xiao Yi's nickname, Evil Wolf, but Xiao Yi didn't want to be too arrogant and finally decided on it as Blood Wolf, which is homophonic to Evil Wolf! Zhao Zhidong and Wei Yong are tied as the bosses.
Due to different matters of division of labor, these two names will be the best in the world's underworld from now on! But this is a story for another day.
As for Xiao Yi, the real boss behind the scenes, he does not hold any position in the organization, because his target is the entire dark world, not just the underworld, which is just the most important part of the dark world.
This three-person meeting lasted for three hours. After the three people came out, the gangsters guarding the door suddenly felt that Zhao Zhidong and Wei Yong looked a little different from before, but what exactly was different, they said
I don't know, I just know that the two of them walked out with their arms in hand. Only Xiao Yi was no different from the past, and he still looked calm and composed. But they didn't know that from today on, they would be different from before.
Already.
Xiao Yi instructed Wei Yong, Zhao Zhidong and others to go out and have some fun tonight. After all, someone might fall down at any time on the road tomorrow.
Xiao Yi did not go by himself. Instead, he took a taxi and went directly back to school. He went straight to the downstairs of the girls' dormitory and disappeared for a few days. I was afraid that Ding Yao would skin him alive when he saw him, but thinking of him now
I have five million US dollars in my pocket, and my confidence is strong again. In the days of rich people, I, Xiao Yi, am back!