Chusan's Liuyi Children's Day

There is little incense, and milky white smoke spreads in the room.Master Qiao covered his mouth with a handkerchief, coughed cautiously, and collected the coughed up saliva in the new handkerchief.He stood with difficulty on crutches, with his head slightly lowered, carefully raised a little eyelid, and cast his gaze forward.

A man was sitting in the backlight, his face could not be seen clearly, and there was a kung fu tea table in front of him, pouring a cup and drinking tea slowly.He was tall and burly, but when he did this, his movements were gentle and delicate.The floor lamp behind him emitted a soft and thin golden light, reflecting his mountainous silhouette.

Unable to stand for a long time, Master Qiao tilted slightly to the side, and immediately twisted himself back without any trace.

Time passed silently, the soup boiled once, and then boiled twice.Finally the man brought Cho to make tea, and then he opened his mouth, "That 'boy who makes money', what's his name?"

Master Qiao hurriedly took a step forward, took the opportunity to move his sore leg bones, and replied respectfully, "He Chusan."

"How does it hurt?"

"I left the operating room yesterday afternoon, and said that my life was not in danger. Thank you, the shopkeeper, for taking care of Inspector Zheng."

The man warmed the cup slowly, and said in a calm tone, "This 'boy' has more than enough success and more failures. I didn't want to keep it at first."

Knowing that he wanted an explanation, Master Qiao hurriedly said, "This kid is stupid. It was agreed that he would kill Xia Liuyi and become the new leader. But he dragged his time and didn't kill Xia Liuyi in time. Liu Yi seized the opportunity to turn around. Although he messed up this matter, he is really good at money. It only took him three days to help me clean up 3000 million yuan. Over the years, he helped Xia Liuyi started a company, made accounts, and reorganized assets. He did everything seamlessly, earning Xia Liuyi more than tens of millions a year. Besides, if the shopkeeper hadn’t rescued him now, his body would not be where he is. Whether Gao Sheng or his death depends on the shopkeeper's words, he must be loyal to the shopkeeper."

"Also," he took another step forward, and carefully placed a bulging leather bag in his hand on the edge of the desk, "This is 20 US dollars, and it's the door letter he asked me to send to the shopkeeper, saying He has a bigger business to discuss with the shopkeeper."

The man casually glanced at the leather bag, and finally raised his eyes to look at Master Qiao, "He does things with clean hands and feet?"

"I specifically asked someone to check, and there is no trace of him laundering money for me. The last time Xia Liuyi was imprisoned, Xiaoqitang was not caught with any evidence on the account."

The man didn't speak any more, and made a second round of tea.Sprinkling tea into the cup leisurely, he raised his palm slightly, and made a barely visible gesture of asking for tea.

Master Qiao hurried forward crookedly, served a bowl of tea respectfully, but couldn't do the same elegant demeanor, and drank it down like a cow chewing peonies.

"Keep it." The man said.

"Then...do you want Xia Liuyi?" Master Qiao raised his hand and dropped the knife.

"He has just narrowly escaped death, and he is the most guarded. You can still kill him?" The man said, "Even if he is dead now, your 'look for money boy' will never return to Xiaoqitang. The leader of Xiaoqitang, Just let Xia Liuyi sit for a few more years."

Master Qiao tried to explore, and wanted to ask for a tilt on the scale, "But now that he knows that I helped that kid, he will definitely not be able to swallow this breath. If Xiaoqitang is really determined to join forces with Heyishe, That's a river of blood..."

The man poured a second round of tea, and said casually, "Don't worry, with me watching, nothing big will happen."

Master Qiao nodded respectfully.He didn't dare to spit and curse until he came out of this underground club half an hour later, got into the car, and faced his loyal master.

He had suspected very early on that Xia Liuyi led the Xiaoqitang all the way smoothly all these years because the old shopkeeper was dissatisfied with the deep-rooted and dominant family of the He clan, so he fell in love with the newcomer Xia Liuyi, Secretly release water to support, so that Xiaoqitang and He's factions can compete with each other, maintain the delicate balance within the underworld, and firmly hold each faction in his own hands to be obedient.This has been proven time and time again over the years—

As soon as Xia Liuyi was promoted to the top of the dragon, he fought and robbed everywhere. He took Fei Qi's old place in Kowloon, but the old shopkeeper asked Inspector Hua to mediate and appease him; The old shopkeeper didn't respond to any movement, and let Xia Liuyi intensify his development; Heyi Society is the largest gang in Hong Kong Island in name, but when he kidnapped He Chusan back then, Xia Liuyi dared to easily burn his place ;He has been under the hands of the old shopkeeper like a watchdog for so many years, but he has been controlled by others in the most profitable transactions such as "white noodles", and he has to cooperate with Xia Liuyi's fake repair; At this point, the old shopkeeper still ignored the grievances between him and Xia Liuyi, and asked him to continue to maintain the status quo...

Master Qiao held back his old anger, and after cursing, "Immortal shovel", he pulled out his handkerchief and coughed loudly again.

Master knew the inside story, seeing Master Qiao being hiccupped by the cock in anger, he quickly analyzed and comforted him for a while.Master Qiao couldn't afford to offend the old shopkeeper, the God of Wealth, and got a new fortune boy, the little fortune boy. After a while, with the help of the master, he reluctantly persuaded himself, and angrily spat the last mouthful into the sticky handkerchief, Wrap that anger in a handkerchief and throw it out of the car window together.

……

He Chusan opened his eyes and closed them again. After a long time, he felt that his sanity had barely recovered.He reopened his eyes and looked around slowly: he was in a single room.Besides Kevin, there were several bodyguards standing in the room.

Kevin was sitting by the bed. Seeing that he was awake, he quickly got up and approached him: "Mr. He, you are awake!" He added in a low voice, "There are people from Master Qiao outside."

He Chusan still had a fever, his face was flushed, and his voice was weak, "Six... when is it?"

"It's the second night of your injury, a quarter past eight."

"Where's Master Qiao?"

"I came to see you last night and saw that you were still awake, so I left."

He Chusan still wanted to speak, but suddenly his breath was unsteady and hissed in pain.The effect of the anesthetic had long since passed, and his wound was in severe pain like sawing fire.He closed his eyes just enduring the pain, waved his hands lightly and stopped speaking. Seeing that his condition was not right, Kevin quickly rang the bell to call the nurse.The nurse came with the doctor and checked him who had just woken up, and found that He Chusan's handsome face was disfigured from the pain, so he asked if he should be prescribed morphine.He Chusan shook his head with difficulty, unable to utter a sound, fearing that the doctor would not understand, he waved his hands indiscriminately with difficulty.

"He doesn't need it!" Kevin said hastily.

After a while, the medical staff left. Kevin drove the bodyguards out, locked the door, and returned to the hospital bed.I saw He Chusan still suffering from the pain, tilting his head and burying half of his face deep in the pillow, the veins on the side of his forehead swelled, and he hissed slowly.

Kevin quickly found a clean towel, fed it to his mouth, and said softly, "Mr. He, if it hurts, just bite this."

He Chusan slowly stretched out his hand, instead of picking up the towel, he grabbed Kevin's clothes.

"Mr. He?"

He Chusan motioned him to come closer to him, and whispered slowly, "I... don't use morphine... Also, my medicine... You follow the nurse to pick it up every day... You can't let Master Qiao's people add things..."

"Mr. He, please rest assured."

He Chusan was really relieved that Kevin was doing business. He let go of his hand and collapsed on the bed exhausted.The dripping sweat dripped onto his eyelashes, weaving into rain curtains, blurring his vision.

Before he self-harmed, he carefully consulted a doctor and practiced several times with a fake knife. It seemed that the knife was very aggressive, but in fact it was not deep. Moreover, the knife only pierced the small intestine, surrounded by peritoneum. , with relatively little bleeding—but still with life-threatening risks and constant, excruciating pain.

This well-behaved and quiet scholar grew up fortunately and safely in the black zone where filth and filth were hidden. He was loved by his father when he was a child, and he was doted on by Mr. Xia when he grew up. When did he experience such gut-wrenching pain? Talking to himself like a sleepwalker, "It turns out that the injury hurts so much...he has suffered so many injuries, how painful it must be..."

Kevin didn't hear clearly, and leaned over, "What are you talking about? Does it still hurt?"

He Chusan has been tortured to the point of unconsciousness, his eyes are full of crystal, and he sighed and replied, "It hurts, seeing him cry, my heart hurts... I regret it..."

He didn't realize what he said.A drop of sweat flowed from the corner of his eye like a tear, and he closed his eyes and fell asleep again.