Brotherhood of Robbery

An Chun and his mother were brought back to M City, where the Gu family ruled.

The Gu family is engaged in both black and white business, but most of the business is underworld business, mainly in the arms business. It is said that there is also a special killer organization that takes over the business of killing people. This is why the Gu family is considered to be the golden city of M City. The reason for the invisible boss.

In addition to the underworld business, the white way business is also very prosperous. Although it is booming, those who know the details of the Gu family know that this is nothing compared to its influence in the underworld.

Ordinary people don't know much about the Gu family in M ​​City. The Gu family is an iceberg mostly buried under the water, with only a small corner exposed that doesn't attract much attention.

Only those who know how big this iceberg is will know how powerful the Gu family is.

When An Chun was brought back home, he was raised in the Gu family's villa on Nan'an Mountain, but his mother, An Shi, was not here, but was taken to the main house of the Gu family. He had never been separated from his mother, so he couldn’t adapt at all in the first days. He didn’t like to cry, but he still missed his mother and worried about his mother until he cried. Although he cried, the nanny maid and tutor who took care of him just comforted him and didn’t care about him. Do not take him to see his mother.

An Chun was educated by his mother to be too obedient since he was a child. In the villa on Nan'an Mountain, he could do nothing but cry secretly and beg the servants to let him see his mother in a low voice. He even had to accept Lectures by governesses.

He lived here for about a month before he saw another child besides the maid and the teacher of the Holy See.

Gu Celin, who was five years older than him.

Gu Celin is the fourth son of Gu Shiqian, the old man of the Gu family. He only came to this villa because he was on vacation to recuperate.

The 12-year-old Gu Celin is taciturn, always doing his own thing, and ignores An Chun, as if An Chun is nothing in his eyes.

Although An Chun has been living in this villa for a month, it is too big. It is a four-story spacious house with more than a dozen rooms of different sizes on each floor. There is also a servant's building not far away. , There is also a big garden, too wide a space, which makes Anchun feel insecure. He misses the house with only twenty or thirty square meters that he lived with his mother all the time.

That day, after class, he hid under the wisteria tree in the garden, buried his face in his knees and cried.

He actually didn't want to cry, but he missed his mother so much, he was afraid that his mother would die somewhere else, and he would never see her again.

He knows what death is like. He once saw someone killed by a car on the street, and a living person turned into shapeless rotten meat; Meat paste; he had seen the grandfather in the next door, dead, sent to the crematorium to be burned, turned into ashes in a ceramic jar...

All these are telling him what death is.

Death is the living being turned into something shapeless and leaving this world forever.

He was afraid that his mother would leave him like this, so he cried.

He cried so sadly that he didn't notice that the boy he should call Fourth Brother was standing not far in front of him, watching him silently.

When he wiped away his tears and looked up, Gu Celin was already sitting on a stone bench not far from him, reading a book.

An Chun's long eyelashes were still stained with tears, his legs were numb, and he slowly stood up and got used to it for a while before he felt ashamed to leave because he was seen crying.

Gu Celin stopped him at this time and said, "People who only know how to cry have no right to live in this world."

An Chun was stunned by what he said, because his words were very sinister. He looked up at him. Gu Celin was only 12 years old, but he was not short anymore. He was thin, but his eyes were deep, not at all like the eyes of a 12-year-old child. .

An Chun was frightened by his deep and gloomy gaze, took a step back, and fell directly on the edge of the brick and stone flowerbed, knelt down on his knees, propped his palm on the ground, and drew a line on the corner of the stone brick with his tender palm. There was a long opening, and blood gushed out instantly.

An Chun tossed and turned on the bed, unable to fall asleep, he turned on the desk lamp in the room, he didn't know why he had to think about these things more than ten years ago, obviously it has been so long, and he no longer has to go through those painful worries back then. It's been an uneasy day, so why should he think about it now.

He spread his hand, and on the palm of his left hand, there were still faint marks, which were left by the wound that was cut open that year.

He got up and looked at the bedside alarm clock. It was already [-]:[-]. He realized that he would suffer from insomnia again that night, so he pulled on his slippers and went to the kitchen, turned on the kitchen light, and took milk from the refrigerator. I took it out and poured it into a glass, and when I was about to heat it in the microwave, I thought of something, so I took out another glass, poured half a glass of milk, and put the two glasses together in the microwave to heat.

He stood there, staring at the microwave in a daze.

Next to the microwave oven is a very clean, clean and reflective oven. The oven's painted shell reflects his appearance. At the age of 24, he is very different from his appearance when he was a child.

He felt a little tired in his heart, not because there were too many things recently, in fact, since he was a graduate student, he felt that he was already very relaxed and tired, but it was just thinking about the past.

When it was time for the microwave oven, there was a crisp sound, which woke him up from his trance.

He brought out two glasses of milk, one for himself to drink, and one for Xiao Miao.

The lights in the living room were not turned on, but a layer of faint light was diffused by the lights in the kitchen and the bedroom, lightly reflecting the outlines of the furniture in the living room.

Knowing that Xiao Miao was not asleep, he put the milk cup on the table in front of the sofa and said to Xiao Miao, "I know you are not asleep, so drink a glass of milk, it will help you sleep."

Xiao Miao sat up from the large sofa, took the milk quietly and politely, took a sip, and said to An Chun, "Thank you."

An Chun quickly finished his glass of milk, and waited for Xiao Miao's to finish, so he was about to take his glass to wash. Xiao Miao hurriedly said, "Brother An, let me do it."

An Chun said, "Give it to me, I don't trust other people's laundry."

Xiao Miao was taken aback for a moment, and handed him the cup in her hand in embarrassment.

He sat there, looking at the light in the kitchen with a complicated expression.

An Chun saw in Xiao Miao the self who was desperate and the humble and timid self. If it wasn't for Gu Celin back then, he would not have survived today.

Just thinking about it, the cell phone in his bedroom rang. Xiao Miao heard the sound and thought An Chun didn't hear it. He didn't dare to walk around, so he sat on the sofa and reminded An Chun in the kitchen loudly and timidly, "Brother An, your cell phone is ringing. There is a call."

An Chun dried his hands before going into the bedroom.

It was so late, and there was only one other person who would call him besides his mentor.

He picked up the phone and looked at it, his heart sank, and he went to close the bedroom door and lock it before answering.

He didn't speak, and his breathing was slightly heavy due to tension.

Even such a small change in breathing can be heard by the other party.

A slightly low voice came from the phone, so low that it made people feel cold.

"Chun'er, will you come home on New Year's Day?"

An Chun closed his eyes, opened them again, and then suppressed his irritability and said, "It's [-]:[-] in the morning, please don't call me at this time in the future, this is the first, and the second, don't call me I'm Chun'er, I have goosebumps."

The other party actually laughed, because the voice was low, this laughter was like a snake crawling across An Chun's back in the cold dark night, making him tremble, and the other party said, "You are still in such a good spirit at this time, you Have you not slept? Calling yourself Lao Tzu in front of your brother, it seems that there is no such tradition in our family."

An Chun said angrily and irritably, "I'm not from your family."

The other party's voice was full of majesty, and said, "If the old man is still here, if he hears you say something like this, be careful that he will whip you again."

When An Chun was said so, he seemed to feel the whip whip on his body. The place where he had been beaten before seemed to be in pain again. Gu Celin has such an ability. Every word of his is like Like a word of speech, leading people into hell in pain and despair.

An Chun suppressed the instinctive fear in his heart, and said coldly, "If he is still alive, those things you have done are enough for you to eat his gun."

Gu Celin was not angry, but said calmly, "That's not necessarily true, maybe he was shot."

Gu Celin is rebellious, but now he controls the underworld power and business of the Gu family. No matter what he says, others can't say anything bad about him. In this world, probably only An Chun dares to talk to him like this, even scolding Gu Celin before. The second child of the Gu family, Gu Xianlin, who is a bastard, now only dares to behave when he sees him, and even wants to lick his shoes to ensure that he can live well.

Gu Celin didn't carry on with An Chun, but said, "I'll send someone to pick you up on New Year's Day, and you come home."

Although An Chun was very apprehensive and afraid of Gu Celin in his heart, he was still stubborn and said, "My tutor is back, and I have some problems with my subject. I have to discuss and solve them with him when he is around. I don't want to go back."

Gu Celin smiled. He knew that An Chun was perfunctory, but he didn't expose him. He just said, "It's okay, I'll find someone more authoritative than your mentor to answer your questions."

An Chun said angrily, "I said I don't want to go back, do you think I don't know what dirty things are in your mind?"

Gu Celin's voice over the radio wave was still low and seemed to have no ups and downs, "Oh, what dirty thing?"

Such calmness, but An Chun could hear that he was angry.

He was really angry, and An Chun didn't dare to provoke him anymore.

An Chun paused, softened his voice, and said, "I don't want to go back. I'm going to sleep. I haven't slept well for a few days, and I feel uncomfortable."

His showing of weakness made Gu Celin not pursue his rebellion and disobedience just now, and said, "Okay then, go to sleep."

His words made An Chun feel like he was amnesty, he hung up the phone instantly, turned off his mobile phone, and deeply regretted that he forgot to turn off his mobile phone before, so that he was still angry with Gu Lao Si at such a late hour.