Evil Awe-Inspiring

When I saw Yaye again, he didn't say much to me, and threw me a stack of banknotes and some documents.

"This is a bank account, and the money in it is enough for you to buy a car and a house." Yaye looked at me, and the brothers at the garage were working outside: "Enjoy it for a while. You can use the money You can also spend whatever you want, anyway, whether you buy a house or not, you can do it yourself. "

I thought for a while: "Yeah, I want to live here, and also live in my original room."

Eighth Lord was a bit surprised, but this unexpected glance just flashed in his eyes, then he simply nodded and said yes.

Siro was surprised to see me return. When I came in from the outside, he was holding a wrench in his hand and was leaning his body under the chassis of a car. I kicked him lightly in the past, and immediately he rolled out with a bone and was about to yell at him, Seeing me, a surprised expression appeared on his face immediately: "You are back!"

Then he yelled and jumped from the ground, his face full of excitement: "Have you done that?"

"Well." I nodded. Anyway, all the people here are under the control of Yeye, and they all know that I returned to work for Yeye. Most of them also understand what it means, and they have a little envy in the eyes that cast into me.

"Leave, I invite you to drink." I dragged him over, and Siro was also very excited. He greeted the foreman and came out with me.

But instead of taking him out, I took him all the way back to the room where we originally lived. I actually came back a while ago and put a bag on the table with bottles of wine in it. Although I don't understand English, anyway, I have done it in a night club and the wine can still understand.

The cash in the envelope that Yaye gave me, I used to buy almost all the wine, and it was all very expensive good wine. A large sack rested on the table.

Siro was pulled in by me. It seemed a little surprised, staring at the wine bottles on the table and taking a long breath: "Why did you buy so much wine back? I still rely on good wine. Rich?"

I just watched him smile and didn't speak.

"In fact, we can just go out and have a drink. I know there is a small bar nearby, and the contents are not expensive."

Then I sighed softly and said slowly in a low voice:

"Siro, I'd better go out late."

He understood immediately. Hesitating, he asked tentatively, "You ... have already done something for Yaye?"

I nodded. Then I walked over to dig out the vinyl record and turned on the record player. Set up the horns and open the window, facing the street outside the window, start playing the soundtrack poems at maximum volume.

I took a bottle of wine and sat on the floor with my butt. I opened the lid and took a sip first. I took a long breath and closed my eyes. The sound of listening music and poems evacuated the entire room.

Siro noticed that my mood was a bit strange, and he brought a bottle of wine and sat down beside me.

"What's wrong with you? It's not going well for Yaye?"

"Very well." I turned to look at him, and suddenly smiled: "Siro, have you killed anyone?"

He was obviously a bit surprised: "No." But then he immediately became a little more complicated on the face: "But I will definitely kill people in the future! Doing things for Yaye in the future, these are unavoidable."

I smiled: "You're better than I thought."

Siro didn't laugh with me this time, but glanced at me and whispered, "Yang, you come back this time ... it seems a little different."

Different ... That's for sure. I said to myself.

The next few days. I've been in the garage of Yao Ye, and I even continued to wash the car with a spray gun. And ran to the underground gym to punch with the brothers.

Many things have happened outside these days. Among the various Chinese gangs in Vancouver's Chinatown, several leaders have been killed, one of them is Sand Snake.

Everyone understands that this is all done by our people. The young brothers are very excited one by one and will run back every day to watch the "Battle Report" on TV.

In fact, the next day I saw news about the killing of Sand Snake on the TV. The character of the police was gangster vendetta. The case of Sand Snake in the police station was more than a foot thick. He was also the first dead And afterwards, a series of Chinatown gang leaders were killed, and the police in Vancouver were burned. The killing of Sand Snake was only a topic of discussion at the beginning, and then it was covered by a large-scale gangster vendetta.

My mood has returned to peace, even though I saw the news about Sand Snake on TV, the expression on my face has not changed.

All the time in Vancouver's Chinatown, the wind and the bark are everywhere ...

I was very surprised by the strength that Yaye showed. The couple were in the same time period of Sand Snake, that is, within two or three days, the top characters in the Chinatown Gangs were killed in a few seconds. This was followed by several headless shootings in Chinatown! Obviously, the people on both sides worked hard for a few games. Later, it was no longer a pistol. Even k47 and grenade guns appeared. The police station stepped up the squash and began to clean up the entire Chinese gang frequently.

This kind of bombardment started to have a little effect, and both sides weaved slightly for a while, but two days later, Vancouver had the largest explosion in ten years.

At a dock in the port, a private storage yard belonging to the Vietnamese exploded. At the time of the explosion, it was not known what was stored in the Vietnamese warehouse, which actually caused a continuous fire! A total of six warehouses with a total area of ​​thousands of square meters were burned down. The explosion of fire inside can be seen clearly even when standing a mile away!

Later the Vietnamese also started to move!

Honestly I'm really shocked!

I don't know how many people there are under Yaye, but we and other Chinese gangs. There are also Vietnamese. In the next period of time, Ping-Pong Pong has played several games, both sides have losses, and even we have the upper hand! !! Such a large-scale intensive series of cases made the police station full of suspects for a time, but they were basically Vietnamese and Chinese gangs.

Sometimes I can't figure it out ... Where did he get so many gunmen and weapons? Those people suddenly appeared within a few days, and disappeared after a few hard fights with the enemies on both roads.

Sometimes I saw a few short clips on TV news that were accidentally taken by pedestrians or street cameras ... they were covered. But some guys with obvious black hair and yellow skin wear ordinary coats and carry various guns in their hands. In the streets and alleys and the local Chinese gang shot, after a long time away, well-trained, that looks absolutely not like an ordinary triad! The problem is, I did n’t even know where I came from! Siro they don't know either, because according to what we know. Most of the men under the Eight Masters are workers in various car wash yards and garages, but those on the screen carry guns and move forward. Including when shooting with opponents, his actions are obvious, his movements are moderate, and he is very disciplined. They came and went suddenly, as if they were riding horses in heaven!

The police arrested a lot of Vietnamese and other Chinese gangsters, but none of the princes of the Eight Masters were caught.

at last. After the storm passed, both sides stopped. These days, Yaye never appeared in the garage again. I even saw some suspicious guys at the intersections. I suspect that some of these people are police officers, and later they gradually ignored these things.

The eighth man's disappearance continued for several days! These days, a lot of young people in the garage see the blood enthusiastically, things finally turned around more than a week later!

The news circulated from the outside was that both sides had great losses. As a result, the Chinese gang was finally forced to make some losses. So the two sides ended knife-to-gun and gun-to-gun and started a new round of talks!

The outside road finally calmed down, and the Vietnamese seemed to be snoring. As for everything, it will become flat or wait for the next big wave to strike. I don't know.

During this time, the brothers in the garage were restricted from entering and exiting. Even the most basic daily necessities of consumables were sent out at regular intervals. Some people were sent out for shopping while others were not allowed. Go out.

Siro and my two other brothers drove a small pickup truck and stopped at a large supermarket, two streets away from the garage, closest to the garage.

Today it was my turn to go shopping with people like Siro. After so many days in the garage, this was my first time going out. Now the gang conflicts outside have been reduced a lot.

We bought enough food and daily necessities. After getting in the car, I sat in the back row. Today I drove by Siro.

We had just crossed a block by car, and Siro suddenly exclaimed in an excited and tense tone: "There is a car behind me, who has been following us just now!"

I and the other two turned back immediately, and saw that a large off-road vehicle behind us had accelerated and surpassed us. The body of this car was two full laps larger than ours. After the overtaking, they started flashing the rear lights, and also It started to slow down and seemed to signal us to stop ...

"What shall we do?" Silo hesitated and turned to look at me.

The off-road vehicle's taillights flickered, the speed was getting slower and slower, and it was driving on the highway in accordance with the model. The driver who saw the driving technique was very good and very cleverly blocked our overtaking route.

Siro's expression was a little excited and a little excited, but more nervous. This guy looked at me, and he was eager to try. The other two brothers in the car also understood what happened. After all, too many things happened recently.

"Is it a Vietnamese?" A brother in the back asked nervously, they were all just working in the garage of Ya Ye, except for punching in the underground gym.

At this time everyone was watching me.

I was expressionless, but simply pulled out a glove from my jacket pocket, and at the same time I found a gun from my waist. This is a Bai Langning pistol. I crooked my head and said to Siro, "Slow down and stop. Don't drive the door and see the situation first."

This section of the highway is not a commercial street on both sides. There are not many pedestrians and vehicles. Siro drove the lights and then slowed down.

The two cars stopped at the side of the road.

I could see that Siro and the other two brothers were a little nervous, with complex expressions on their faces. Siro clenched his fists and stared at the car in front of him.

I patted his thigh gently with my hand, begging him to relax. The other hand held the gun, and the wheel was on the inside of the door.

The front door of the car was pushed open. First, a foot in black leather boots came out, and then I saw a very thin and short man pushing the door out of the car. The man was wearing a red suit with a bald head and yellow skin. He walked towards us after getting out of the car.

I noticed that he was empty hands.

This discovery made me stop them from moving around Siro. At the same time, I pinned my gun on the handle on the inside of the door.

Bang ...

He came to our car and tapped the window glass lightly. Begged us to roll down the window.

Looking closely, his face was a little round. There is a big hawk nose. A pair of eyes are very clear, only that Xie Dingdi's head makes me a bit hesitant.

I looked at him coldly, and the pistol was aimed at the guy across the door. Then he opened his suit jacket lightly with his hand, which once made Siro nervous, but I didn't move. I just looked at him coldly ... As his shirt opened, my eyes shrank for a moment ...

After all, I have been here for a while. I recognized that this guy had a badge hanging on his suit with a badge on it.

"Policemen?"

Siro and I looked at each other, but did not dare to be vigilant.

There are indeed some Chinese police officers in Vancouver Chinatown, but most of these police officers are not high-level and these Chinese police officers are basically inextricably related to the local Chinese gang.

I immediately winked at Siro, begging him and the others not to move.

"Hi!" The hawk-nosed policeman leaned out of the car window with a slightly lazy tone, and his shirt was open intentionally or unintentionally. Intentionally reveal the credentials and micro-seals inside.

Neither Silo nor I spoke. This guy had a complex smile on his face, and then said to us in Chinese with a bit of weird flavor, "Hello, gentlemen."

His eyes swept around me intentionally or unintentionally. It seems that he also saw from my eye contact just now that I seemed to be the head of these people.

"Mr. Police Officer, is there anything wrong?" I looked at him lightly. "Are we speeding?"

The police shook his head. He had a smile on his face, but the smile made him feel very uncomfortable: "You didn't speed and didn't violate any traffic laws." Then he looked at Siro: "I can see you Your credentials? "

Siro yawned, took out his driver's license and gave it to him, then showed his ID again.

"Your ID." Eagle Dog's nose turned to me.

I smiled slightly, pinned the gun on the door handle, and naturally took out my ID and handed it over.

"Oh. Your signing is about to expire." He raised an eyebrow and narrowed his eyes, and I saw a gleam of light flashing from his eyes.

"But it hasn't expired yet, has it? Police officer." I looked at him coldly.

"Oh, this is just a kind reminder." Eagle Dog smiled with a nose.

I found that there were two men standing beside the off-road vehicle in front of them, but I didn't know why, they didn't come over. He then checked the credentials of all of us, and in the end it became clear that he focused his interest on me. Yan Qing kept staring at me: "Please open the trunk."

Siro spoke, "Why? Any questions?"

The hawk's nose was not annoyed, and there was still a yin and yang smile: "Nothing, just check."

Then he deliberately looked at me: "Are you new to Canada, right? I have the right to inspect your vehicle in the public place, because I suspect that your vehicle may contain some prohibited items."

I glanced at Siro, and he nodded silently to me.

I looked at the policeman outside the window. He didn't know that I had a gun in one hand and put it in the door. From my perspective, as long as I fired, the bullet could definitely hit him through the door. And it still matters! There was a smile on my face, and I quietly tucked the gun into my trousers, and then opened the door without moving.

I opened the trunk and allowed the hawk nose to inspect, while opening my hands, I took two steps back.

The hawk's nose blew a whistle, and his two companions immediately came over without saying a word, and began to flip through our trunks.

The trunk was full of food and daily necessities, and they were flipped out one by one and thrown on the ground, making a mess. I feel a little upset in my heart ... because they are just looking for differences, I can see that they have nothing to do with finding their roots, they are deliberately messing with us.

For example, the flour bag was torn open, and the flour and white flowers in the flour spilled to the ground. They also pierced the rice bag with a knife and allowed the rice grains to flow out.

I just frowned and looked at these guys coldly.

I looked indifferent and slowly took out a carton of cigarettes, which was about to be lit, but Eagle Nose suddenly smiled at me: "Sir, smoking is not allowed in Canadian public places, please don't smoke, otherwise I can take you Go straight back to the police station! "

Five minutes later, two policemen suddenly screamed, holding something from the trunk, with a malicious smile on their faces: "something interesting."

I glanced at it. It was a paper bag. I didn't know that thing.

The two of them pretended to open and checked, and sniffed in front of their noses.

"It's marijuana!" One of them exclaimed. There was a sneer on the corner of Eagle Hook's mouth and he looked at me: "Sir, please explain eight."

I shrugged. "This is not our thing."

There was already a rage in my heart, but as I exercised more, I was gradually able to control my emotions. When I was angry, my face remained indifferent.

Obviously, this is what I planted.

A moment ago, the two of them checked the trunk with my back. The two big men leaned together, completely covering my eyes, not to mention that they put a pack of marijuana, even if they put two packs of **** in it People can see!

"Please step back." Eaglehook looked at me with a proud expression on his face.

Siro also got out of the car, but the two policemen had taken out their guns, with a wary expression on their faces. Siro and others looked at me as if waiting for my wink.

I thought for a second and made a decision immediately.

I have passed that impulsive phase ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ I will not be reckless anymore.

Although they have three policemen in front of them, and they all have guns, I am confident that I can definitely kill them, but I will not be stupid enough to kill the police, and I will not cause unnecessary trouble.

I sneered, stepped back, and raised my hands.

A policeman immediately came to search my body, and then found my gun in my trousers. I glanced at him coldly: "I have evidence that it is legal to hold a gun."

He didn't say anything, took my gun away, and Siro and others didn't resist under my signal, and the police searched him.

"Now please go back and lie down with us." Eagle Hook looked at me and smiled.

"Please tell me your name and sirens, Mr. Sergeant." I remained calm.

"Jeff." The hawk shrugged his nose, then lit the badge.

"Do you think this makes sense?" I looked at him coldly. "You have no evidence. This is planting stolen goods." I put down my hands and put on a pair of gloves to put on myself, as well as gloves. At the same time signaled Siro that they were also wearing gloves.

Fortunately, the season is still cold, and we have all been wearing gloves when we go out.

I put on my gloves: "The bag doesn't have any of our fingerprints. I can go back and lie with you, but I asked to call a lawyer and let the lawyer handle these things."

Here, I looked at the policeman named Jeff with a mocking expression, and deliberately laughed: "I am really new, I am not familiar with Canadian law ... you do n’t have a law that does not let people wear gloves here. ?That's good!"