Wancheng Chronicle

The cold wind whizzed past the river, the black and gray clouds hid the bright sunlight, and the whole Wancheng was shrouded in gloom, which was the scene of black clouds overwhelming the city.

This day, the Gregorian New Year, is an excuse for the new government to give the dying country a good time.But even the prosperous concession is just a scene of the past-few foreigners who came to earn money across the ocean are willing to celebrate with this dying country.Time moves forward, and in their eyes, this ancient country is just one step closer to death.Ever since, foreigners would rather hold coffee and miss their relatives on the other side of the ocean.As for the Chinese, they are just numbly engaged in a day's labor, waiting for a meager salary, and praying that they can support the family.

Originally, some people could enjoy this half-hour of leisure, strolling around brothels, drinking flower wine, and finding some brothers to play two rounds of cards.Chen Tianrong, as the grandnephew of Chen Shichang, the leader of the Gelaohui, deserves to be called "Little Boss" by Du Shaohua, the leader of the Gelaohui.However, master Wei Manjun took the business order from somewhere, and brought all the brothers to the realm together, and Chen Tianrong was naturally indispensable in the process.

"But where did you come from, girl Qi?" Wei Manjun asked, looking at Chen Tianrong in a suit and leather shoes, knocking on his cigarette pouch.

Chen Tianrong nodded silently, compared with his master's cotton gown, he was indeed too ostentatious.

"Forget it, you young people always like to join in some foreign fun." The smoke from his mouth blurred Wei Manjun's expression, but his tone was tinged with loneliness.If it hadn't been for him not being able to deal with foreigners, he wouldn't have ended up in such a miserable life.Not to mention that Du Shaohua, who is also of the 'jue' generation, has turned the world upside down in Wanchengtan now, even the boys of the lower generation are more wealthy than him.

"Master, can you speak now? What kind of business is this?" Chen Tianrong got into the car with Wei Manjun, and asked with a playful smile.With a glance from the corner of his eye, he knew that the car was going to the warehouse at the dock, so he asked again: "Smoke soil? Medicine? The wind is getting tighter now."

"I want you to remind me." Wei Manjun hit the apprentice's bong directly on the head, and said slowly: "I taught someone to tie up Mingyi."

Mingyi?Ming?Chen Tianrong suddenly thought of the newspaper headline he read at An Qi's today - "Ming Yi, the son of the Ming Enterprise, returns to China today". "That's Brother Akihito!"

"Ah."

"No, I mean, master, are you sure he won't kill you?" Chen Tianrong was going crazy seeing Wei Manjun's calm expression. Although Mingren was a businessman, and he only had the word 'ren', he was always ruthless. Famous, the thing of destroying people's whole families may not have been done.

Wei Manjun said quietly: "There are too many businesses being robbed, and sooner or later someone will rob them of their lives."

It is dissatisfaction that causes trouble for the upper body.

"But no matter what, he hasn't touched the gang's business, so even if you want to punish him, you shouldn't do it, Master." Chen Tianrong swallowed a thankless sentence. He knew that no one could change what Master decided. But my heart couldn't help but sink.

Wei Manjun hesitated for a while, although everyone said that Chen Tianrong was only good at eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, but he knew that this kid had a bigger heart than anyone else. "Every generation has its own affairs. I owed someone a kindness back then, so it's not too much to pay back my old life. If you do your own things well, you won't get involved."

"Ah?" Chen Tianrong didn't realize it for a while, this was the first time he heard Master explain the reason.The former Wei Manjun would turn his sword at each other when he disagreed with him. Such a black-faced King of Hades would say such a thing.

The car is speeding on the road, running over the old dream of prosperity, and the past is cloudy, gradually moving away from the prosperity of the city.The wharf is another bustling place in Wancheng. Sirens are blaring and people are buzzing, but it is not lively.These are all products of Western industrialization, they are rare in people's eyes, and they are cruel to eat human flesh and blood.And this superficial Tianwan Empire was probably exhausted in this kind of Western prosperity.No wonder children often sing folk songs on the street, satirizing the president's Tianwan democratic empire, with the implication that it will end tomorrow.

Chen Tianrong opened the car door for Wei Manjun, but saw the master sitting in the middle, showing no intention of getting up. "Master?" He called tentatively.

"Go and have a look." Wei Manjun sighed, his eyes fixed on the pier.He has watched this kind of scenery for half his life, from a boy carrying a bag to today, step by step, it is probably the end.Life has been like this, and it doesn't matter whether it's worth it or not. Anyway, he was born in this world, and he didn't die in the flames of war, and he didn't die on the street in the famine. He was content.

Following Master's instructions, Chen Tianrong led people to push open the iron door of No. 77 warehouse, and what came into view was a group of brothers sticking like logs and a figure curled up in a corner.He took two steps closer and took a closer look. Could it be that Mingyi is really the seed of the charming concubine of the Ming family in the legend?Otherwise, he is far from Akihito in appearance. "What's going on?" Chen Tianrong noticed Mingyi's strangeness, and asked

asked.

"It was like this when he was caught. This kid is probably a tuberculosis ghost." The brother beside him muttered dissatisfiedly. If he hadn't blocked his mouth, it is estimated that all internal organs would be coughed

come out.

Chen Tianrong pulled out the rag stuffed in Mingyi's mouth, called his brother to bring hot water from the workshop, and fed it to Mingyi who was in a daze.He thought in his heart, this young master is so delicate, he wouldn't be frozen like this if he just took off his coat and threw it here.But since Master didn't kill him, he couldn't let him die here.

"Thank you." Mingyi slowly opened his eyes, the warm water could not reduce his discomfort, but suppressed the fear that kept gushing out of his heart.As long as these people don't want their own lives, everything is fine.

Looking at each other, Chen Tianrong suddenly thought of the cats and dogs in the alley. Mingyi's eyes were very similar to them, which made people feel an urge to touch them.

The pain from his chest made Mingyi convulse, and his body shrank even tighter.Feeling a little warmer in a trance, it should be that someone put clothes on him, there is residual temperature and the smell of tobacco.

Just because he owed the kindness of his old friend, he jumped into the trap without hesitation and let others slaughter him. This kind of person is either a fool or a big fool.Chen Tianrong has always thought so.Until today, seeing Chen Shichang pointing his gun at Master, he realized that maybe that kind of person could still be a righteous man.

The so-called Zhou family asked Wei Manjun to kidnap Mingyi and extort 1000 million from Ming's enterprise, but it was just to give a legitimate excuse to clean up the door.There can be many, many reasons for killing a person.But in the gang, only those who stand in my way die.

The bang made Chen Tianrong's scalp go numb, watching his master gradually fall down, with bright red blood splashing all over the ground, he felt that his soul also fell down along with it.ten years!How many decades can a life have?It was Wei Manjun who taught him like a day for ten years, regarded him as his own son, and treated him wholeheartedly.And for the remaining ten years of my life, I will never meet such a teacher, such a father again.

Chen Tianrong knew that he was crying. He saw Mingren's subordinates help Mingyi into the car through tears in his eyes.The bait for fishing is still alive, but the fish is dead. This world is so unreasonable.

"Old Chen might as well let him go for the sake of my subordinates." Ming Ren walked to Chen Tianrong's side and said to Chen Shichang with a smile.

"Oh?" Chen Shichang didn't intend to take the life of his nephew, but he wanted a step up, a reason to convince everyone.

"It's Shediyang who is talking about this." Mingren smiled slightly, and then said: "Since ancient times, it has been 'only ask the evil leader, not the coercion'. Besides, he is still young, which young man does not make some mistakes?"

Chen Shichang nodded and said: "Since Boss Ming said so, how can I refute the young master's face. Just let them go."

As soon as these words came out, the subordinates who followed Wei Manjun breathed a sigh of relief, at least they were not worried about being punched in the head.Only Chen Tianrong saw the situation clearly.

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