I walk the career line in dog blood

Gangs and the government are two distinct rivers. The wealthy district where the original owner lived, and the European-style commercial street just now, because Europeans and Americans and powerful people live there, gangs dare not come, and there are often police patrols.

But where such civilians live, there are dual jurisdictions of gangs and black police, and the white boss and the black boss are pressing on the common people at the same time.

It was the first time he saw the domineering black forces in this era, and An Yinong's mood was very complicated. Even roasted duck legs that were crispy on the outside and tender on the inside couldn't heal him.

These people have no bottom line, if they don't have other golden fingers, if they also encounter the kidnapping that the original owner encountered, I'm afraid they won't be able to escape.

"Is this the territory of the Crocodile Gang?" An Yinong asked Zhang Wei who seemed to understand a little.

"It used to be the site of Baihutang, but it was snatched by the Crocodile Gang. The relationship between the two gangs is very tense. They fight once a month, and they all use knives." Zhang Wei whispered, "The shops here are just fine. It’s too bad, I have to pay the protection fee several times a month, plus the protection fee to the police (police), the money I earn is not enough for the rent.”

"You understand well." Zhao Gang was also amazed.

"My house is nearby." Zhang Wei looked around and said mysteriously, "I'm fine after dinner, do you want to go to my house to play? There are many autographed photos of celebrities in my house."

"Okay, okay." Zhao Gang responded positively.

As for An Yinong, there is nothing to do.

In this way, they went to Zhang Wei's house after eating.

Zhang Wei's home is not far from here. His home is a two-story private house. The front of the first floor has been converted into a shop. There is a sign of 'A Fang Garment' on the door. It is a typical private workshop.

Inside, his mother was stepping on the sewing machine, with one hand on the cut fabric, as if making clothes for people.

There are also many clothes hanging on the wall to her right, and the workmanship is quite exquisite.On the other side are fabrics and accessories, and a small table with tailor's scissors, tape measure, white chalk and the like.

Generally speaking, although the sparrow is small, it has all internal organs.

In the small clothing store, there was a woman standing with a graceful back, pinching her slender waist, asking the shopkeeper to take it back.

"Auntie is me, here I come again." Zhao Gang came in and said.

"Hello, Auntie." An Yinong also came in to say hello to her.

Zhang Wei's mother stopped working and looked at An Yinong in surprise. Even if he didn't come by car, the noble temperament of a young master was still obvious.

"Hi, Nong is the good-looking classmate that Ah Wei said, he is really beautiful." She covered her mouth and smiled, making Zhang Wei's face turn red.

"Hey, Ah Wei, it seems that he has grown a lot after not seeing each other for a few days? Whose family is this young master? Why did he come here?" The woman who had only seen the back before turned her head, and she applied blue eye shadow and Big red lips look gorgeous.

Awei's mother frowned slightly, holding Awei with one hand: "Mom still has something to do, you take them upstairs to play first."

"it is good."

Zhang Wei walked into the dark room, and pulled the string to turn on the light at the stairway.

Looking back, An Yinong seemed to be able to hear the woman's delicate voice through the curtain: "Sister-in-law Zhang, what are you doing, are you afraid that I will eat your son?"

"Miss Huang really likes to joke. The reason is that this place is too small. Once several people are crowded, there is no place to stand."

The three of them walked up the narrow wooden stairs to the second floor. Awei's room was very small, with a 1.4-meter single bed, a desk and a wardrobe, and there was no room for other things.However, there are many posters of martial arts stars on his wall, which looks lively.

This is a small room separated from a large room, and the other side is said to belong to his sister.

An Yinong was very curious about all this, Zhao Gang pestered Zhang Wei to see the autographed photos of celebrities, but he looked carefully at this small room.

There is a bookshelf made of bamboo on the small desk, which displays the traces of a person's growth, photos, various collections, and some weird gadgets.

The neatest thing he saw was a row of comic magazines, with a few comic booklets next to it.

"Want to see Tiantong? I can lend it to you." Zhang Wei saw him standing there looking through it for a long time, thinking that he liked it.

But An Yinong didn't want to steal people's favors, these comics were carefully placed there by the owner, without even a wrinkle, which shows how much the original owner cherished them.

"I'm just curious. It turns out that you also like reading comics."

"Of course, I often go to the bookstore to read."

"What kind of comics does Ah Wei like?"

"Martial arts...don't call me Wei, call me William." Zhang Wei said.

"Alright Ah Wei." An Yinong narrowed his eyes and snickered.

"Okay, I just realized that you are such a bad person." Zhang Wei rushed forward, "Ah Gang came to hold him down, I want to draw a flower on his face."

A few people quarreled for a while, and Zhang Wei sat on the bed panting: "I don't have a particular favorite, but this "Tianshan Blood Eagle" is the best comic book recently."

"I think Paul Lee's "The Bore of a Gun" is good-looking, mafia, so handsome." Zhao Gang interjected.

"His style is too bloody, and the fighting scenes are not handsome at all, and there is no aesthetic feeling at all. "Tianshan Blood Eagle" will not, it tells the story of a killer, and the chic and agile feeling when fighting is really domineering Now, there are many more weapons, of all kinds." Zhang Wei had a different opinion.

As a result, the two quarreled again.

"..." An Yinong was curious, how did the two of them become good friends with such a confrontational appearance?

According to the two people, the popular ones are either martial arts comics or pornographic comics. If An Yinong wants to enter this industry, maybe he can try popular themes.

"If I really wanted to draw comics, my first choice would definitely be martial arts."

He is very clear-headed: the fighting scenes in comics should have the impact of punching fists into the flesh.Moreover, the fighting inside does not pay attention to any rules, it is the collision of strength and strength, and the confrontation of muscles.This happened to be his weakness. An Yinong had studied fighting and martial arts, but he couldn't fight in the street.

Gang fights are not wrong in the martial arts training ground, they just fight like this, only pursuing the result, not caring about the process, and bloody, often with teeth and nosebleeds flying together.

If he doesn't know anything about this kind of realistic subject matter, it will be very easy to draw.Creation requires some imagination, but it’s not enough to be completely floating in the air, right?

"He Tiantong."

An Yinong came back to his senses, Zhang Wei and Zhang Wei had stopped playing, they put away the celebrity photos, and dug out a lot of tapes.

"Whose song do you want to listen to?"

"I can do it." An Yinong said with a smile.

During the cheerful duet of love songs, Zhang Wei's mother brought snacks and tea, and it was only then that An Yinong remembered that he had also brought biscuits.He took out the biscuit and shared it with the other two.

"Is auntie from Shanghai?" An Yinong asked while eating millefeuille cake with date paste.

"Yes, my grandmother brought my aunt and my mother here." Zhang Wei said with an expectant expression, "If there is a chance, I really want to visit my mother's hometown, it must be very beautiful."

An Yinong nodded in agreement: "It's a very beautiful city, there must be a chance."

They stayed at Zhang Wei's house for more than an hour before they went out to eat ice cream.

The place where you eat ice cream is called 'Ice Room', and you can see the glowing neon tubes from a distance. After entering, you haven't had any snacks, but you heard the song first.I don't know whose song it is, soothing and gentle.

"Welcome, is there anything you want to eat? Our store recently launched wine-flavored ice cream, you can try it." The enthusiastic waiter is indeed as beautiful as Zhang Wei said, and it feels like standing with a celebrity inferior.

"Okay, I want a wine-flavored ice cream, where's Ah Gang Tiantong?"

"Me too."

"I want a plain milk."

In addition to them, there were two other tables of guests in the ice room. They were also young people. I don't know if they were students. One of them was clearly a couple. The atmosphere almost melted the ice cream.

An Yinong didn't know if all 'ice rooms' were like this, but the ice room in front of him was more like a coffee shop.

Behind the boss who made the drinks was a row of cabinets. There were materials and tools in the cabinets, and there was a small door with the words 'Shi Duo Fang'. An Yinong looked at it for a long time before he remembered that it should be the transliteration of 'store room'. It's the storage room.

On one side of the ice room are transparent glass windows and a door hung with wind chimes, from which you can see the lively street scene, and those beautiful girls are walking on the street in fashionable dresses.On the other side of the wall, there are some celebrity posters, as well as the menu of the store, all of which are sketched with colored pens.As far as the price is concerned, it is still cheap.

But the most special thing is that there is an air conditioner in the ice room. It is a relatively bulky air conditioner, and it has not been turned on yet.

Think about it, on a hot summer day, when the tip of the nose is sweating, if you can enter such a cool place, enjoy the blowing of the air conditioner, and eat a sweet and delicious iced drink, how pleasant it is?

And there is also a waiter with a sweet face and a gentle voice in this small shop, even girls will like it very much.

"Little handsome guy, enjoy your pure milk ice cream."

A goblet filled with white ice cream was placed in front of An Yinong, topped with chocolate sauce and chopped nuts, the flowing form of the chocolate sauce solidified on the snow peak, looking extremely attractive.

"Thank you, miss." An Yinong said with a smile.

"You're welcome." The waiter with a sweet voice smiled twice, and then put the other two ice creams in front of Zhang Wei and the two, "Your ice cream."

Putting her down, she left gracefully without staying for a second.This differential treatment made Zhang Wei and the two shook their heads and sighed, and they turned to look at An Yinong.

"I don't call you miss, don't call me sister, but I call you young lady, she blushes. If this kid really doesn't sing, he will become a blockbuster." Zhang Wei, who has been here several times, has not touched the hearts of the beautiful girls, sour.

"Probably... it's because of your face?" Zhao Gang looked at Zhang Wei, then at An Yinong, and told the truth.

"...Am I blind? Do you need to remind me?"

An Yinong scooped a scoop of ice cream, and the aroma of pure dairy products melted slowly in his mouth. It was more delicate and silky than the one he ate in the cinema before: "It's delicious."

"I thought I was wrong, so it is really you, He Tiantong." The door of the ice room was pushed open suddenly, and the wind chimes continued to jingle.

Four people walked in, one in front and three behind.The person in front looked at An Yinong mockingly, "Is the He family bankrupt? How could I see you in such a small street shop?"

"..." An Yinong bit the spoon, he didn't think of who this person was at the first moment, but the original owner's emotion gave him a fairly direct reaction—hate, very hate, the kind of hate that wanted to beat him up.

At this time, Zhang Wei, who has always had a sense of justice, stepped forward first: "Hey, who are you? What is a small shop that is not popular? Let me tell you, the ice cream here is the best in the harbor area, do you know?"

The visitor looked at An Yinong: "Your dog is barking so loudly."

"What?" Zhang Wei blushed with anger, but An Yinong raised his hand to stop him.

An Yinong turned his head to look at Zhao Gang, his eyes were indescribably cold and sharp: "Ah Gang."

"Don't worry, I will stop him." Zhao Gang answered subconsciously.

An Yinong turned his head away. He didn't know that Zhao Gang was sweating on his back behind him.

The aura of 'He Tiantong' just now is like that kind of big man who speaks a lot...

Is this the child raised by a wealthy family?Even if he is very low-key on weekdays and can get along with them, but at critical times, people dare not say a word.