The years when I was an old man

Brother Yong slowly untied the black cloth outside the nozzle.

While explaining, he said:

"Xiaolin, you are my sister, I can't kill you. But my mother can't go away in such a vague way. As a son, I have to give my mother an explanation. Over the years, you have provoked this family. There are too many things. Now that my mother is gone, I can't let you implicate others in the future. Today, don't blame brother. You are disabled, and brother will support you for the rest of your life!"

As he said that, the nozzle in Brother Yong's hand pointed at Sister Lin's thick thigh.

Everyone who watched this scene was dumbfounded.

No one expected that Brother Yong's first strike was his own sister.

"Dayong, calm down, everything is caused by that little boy. Now that Auntie is gone, if something happens to Sister Lin again, Auntie will not feel better knowing that!"

The driver hurried forward to persuade Brother Yong.

I can feel that the relationship between the driver and Brother Yong is extraordinary.

Brother Yong turned his head slightly, glanced at the driver, and said:

"Then you will replace her?"

In a word, the driver immediately shut up in embarrassment.

At this time, Sister Lin didn't show any expression other than covering her face and crying bitterly.

Brother Yong looked at her and said again:

"Don't blame brother, bear with it!"

As Brother Yong said, he turned his head suddenly, and heard a muffled "bang".

Echoes echoed throughout the underground parking lot.

The alarms of various cars also sounded chaotically.

Sister Lin fell to the ground in pain, screaming heart-piercingly.

Both hands were on the concrete floor, picking at random.

Brother Yong no longer cared about Sister Lin, but walked up to the little boy.

At this moment, the little boy was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground.

The place where he was kneeling was even more wet.

"Tell me, who are you? Who let you touch my sister?"

Brother Yong looked cold and asked.

The little boy put his hands on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.

"Brother, you spared me, I said everything, I said everything. I am from the Yanzimen, and our boss arranged this job for me. He said there is a woman who is easy to get started. Shave her a hundred times. More than one hundred thousand, it's not a problem. I just tried to get close to Sister Lin. Brother Yong, I really didn't know she was your sister. If I knew, I wouldn't dare to lend me ten guts..."

"Who is your boss?"

"Big bastard!"

"Bad bastard? Who of you know?"

Brother Yong turned to look at the people around him.

These big brothers in society looked at each other in blank dismay, they had never heard of such a number one person.

But in the crowd, a bodyguard suddenly said:

"Brother Yong, I know. Tuo Laoba is from the Guhuang District, and he has a few good women and little boys under his command. Basically, he plays the routines of immortals!"

"Then you go and find me someone!"

Brother Yong ordered.

The man immediately agreed happily, turned around and left.

I stood aside and listened carefully.

At this time, it was impossible for the little boy to lie again.

But what he said made me a little disappointed.

I thought he would be the most important link in this trap.

But looking at it now, he seems to be just the lowest chess piece.

I also don't believe that Tuo Laoba has the guts to plot against Brother Yong's family.

In other words, there is likely to be someone behind Tuo Laoba.

As for who this person is, you have to find Tuo Laoba to find out.

"Don't you know that Xiaolin is my sister?"

Brother Yong asked coldly.

The little white face shook his head again and again, and said weepingly:

"I don't know either. I will do whatever he asks me to do. He is my boss, and I only have the right to listen, not to ask..."

The boy's answer made Brother Yong suddenly smile.

"I don't know? Okay, then I'll make it clear to you!"

Saying that, the black mouth of the nozzle pointed directly at the brow of the little white face.

"elder brother!"

The little white face yelled heart-piercingly.

"I really don't know. I've told you everything I know. Please, let me go!"

"Let go of you, who will pay for my mother's life?"

As soon as Brother Yong's voice fell, his finger was about to pull the trigger.

"Wait a moment!"

I hurried forward and grabbed Brother Yong's sprayer.

When I moved, everyone looked at me in surprise.

Brother Yong was even more puzzled, but he only said two words coldly:. Seven

"let go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his driver and several bodyguards rushed over to me with serious expressions on their faces.

"Don't move! Listen to Chu Ye!"

Fang Qi was afraid that I would suffer, so he hurriedly stood in front of me.

Brother Yong still looked at me indifferently.

In the eyes of many people, Brother Yong's kindness is so righteous that he can do anything for his brothers.

But in fact, this kind of quack has almost disappeared.

Take Brother Yong as an example, among Fengtian's underground forces, he is the indisputable "king".

And my current actions have challenged his authority.

He is also likely to turn against me because of this action.

"Brother Yong, give me a few minutes, let's chat!"

Naturally, I don't want to intercede with this little boy. I don't care about his life or death.

What I'm worried about is that Brother Yong has already slipped into this trap. The more decisive he is, the tighter the trap may be.

Brother Yong looked at me for a while before handing the sprayer to the driver beside him.

We walked to the side, lit a cigarette, I took a puff, and said:

"Brother Yong, it's not a pity for the little boy to die. But it's not clear who set up the trick now. Have you thought about the consequences of killing him in public like this?"

"What consequences?"

Brother Yong asked me coldly.

"After all, it was a human life, so it was done in public. I'm worried that if something goes wrong, the yamen will investigate it!"

Brother Yong's mouth twitched and he sneered.

"Chu [-], do you think my hands are clean?"

I smoked a cigarette and said nothing.

"I can tell you this, my hands are not clean, even dirtier than you can imagine. I have been on the arrest warrant twice and entered three times. The longest time, I stayed in there for three years. When I come out At that time, Fengtian was still my Fengtian, and Brother Yong was still everyone's Brother Yong. On the sixth day of the lunar new year, I understand your thoughts. But it doesn't mean that what you did was right. I hope that what happened today will never happen again in the future!"

Brother Yong's words made me fall silent.

Laoqian's arena and Brother Yong's arena are not the same arena at all.