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Chapter 3 The legend of the bastard

My screwdriver didn't dare to pierce the vital part of the classmate, but when he turned around, he pierced into his buttocks.

Even so, I feel revenge for me. Fortunately, I didn’t prick his butt at that time, otherwise my life would be over.

But despite this, I was still a serious mistake by the school, and the whole school reported it to criticize me. If my mother hadn't gone to the principal's office and cried in tears, I would have been expelled from the school.

Since then, I also realized that my mother is not easy, so I really didn’t dare to cause trouble anymore. I just wanted to go to school and wait until I got into college so that my mother could save me some worries.

But my brother's affairs did not come to an end, but just began.

I don’t know what power my brother had in society at that time, but I know that it was an energy that I could not imagine. Now I can understand it, but at that time it was really like a fantasy.

I didn't know what could be above the law, money or power at the time, but I only knew that my brother had been on medical parole after he was released after half a year.

My mother burned incense and worshiped Buddha at that time, saying that it was my fortune, but is it really that simple...

It can be said that my brother is a legend in my heart, a legend of a bastard.

But his story has to be told slowly...

When I was in middle school, my family often came to see my brother's friends, and they came every now and then. They didn't look like they were kind-hearted, but it can be seen that they had a very good relationship with my brother. Every time they came, they were a big group. My mother was always afraid that my brother would not learn well and would not let my brother get involved with those people.

But my brother is born not a sloppy person and ignores my mother's words. My mother can't do anything about him, so she can only ask me not to imitate my brother.

My brother was the head of those people at that time. Although he was not the nominal elder brother, those people listened to my brother. They called my brother "Da Chuang" and my brother also had a nickname called "Xiao Hei".

That era was a turbulent era of various gangsters. There were no less than dozens of gangsters in our city, among which there were many well-known elder brothers. Although my brother was still number one in society at that time, he was always a brother who followed his elder brother. The elder brother he followed was Zou Yujie, who was in his thirties and nicknamed "Zou Crook". He was not very big and had a big deal. He opened a game hall that was not big and small. He even had to help people collect accounts or something. He was considered the number one elder brother, but he was definitely not the top one.

Since my brother dropped out of school, he has been playing with him. In order to make the narrative intuitive, he directly called me to break up.

It was already the 26th day of the New Year, and there were snow floating in the sky. It was almost the New Year, and every household was busy preparing New Year's goods and stewing chickens and making a lot of fun.

Da Chuang was hanging with two men and one woman in a warm donkey meat restaurant, drinking a knife. After a while, his cell phone rang.

I clearly remember that his phone was a Motorola flip cover. I wanted to play with it several times, but he just didn't give it to...

"Hey, Brother Jie, you're drinking." Da Chuang spoke to him quite politely, but his meaning also told him that "there's something to do" now.

The sound of a card code sounded from Brother Jie. He was obviously drunk and his tongue was rolling up: "Ha, Xiao Hei, I have something to do, my friend asked me, you can do it."

Brother Jie always speaks straight to the point and is not polite to his younger brother.

Da Chuang glanced at the brother sitting opposite him and asked, "What's the matter? You said Brother Jie."

"Save some people to go to the New South Trade, there are some things that need to be quarrel," said Brother Jie.

"What's the situation?" Da Chuang asked.

"The account of 100,000 yuan is not big, but there is no need to pay attention to it. It's the 26th day of the New Year, so what else can I do? Yang Bailao has become an old man these days. Don't move, I'll touch it!" Brother Jie was absent-minded and said it lightly.

Da Chuang knew that this amount was not a big deal in Zou Yujie's words, but Xinnan Trade is also a tough problem. How many people dare not pay it back if they dare not pay it back?

"Do you mean I'm still the main force?" Da Chuang asked, and at the same time, he clicked a Hilton.

"Didn't you ask me yesterday that I'm borrowing money? This is over. I'll give you some New Year's life. Is it just the New Year? Haha." Brother Jie's face was a little big.

"Then I'll thank you." Da Chuang joked and felt sorry for his heart.

"Don't talk about useless things, the matter is done." As he said, Brother Jie asked again on the other end of the phone: "Who is there to connect?...Oh." Then he said: "You go to Tai'an Road first, there is a person wearing a black Nike hat named Dongzi, and he will give you an IOU."

"Can you support me?" Da Chuang continued to ask.

"Don't worry, your brother Jie is very powerful, you are open and tossing, are you talking so well?" Brother Jie seems to have drunk a lot.

"It's over." After saying that, Da Chuang hung up the phone.

At this time, a pretty girl sitting next to Da Chuang asked him reluctantly: "Brother Jie asked you to do business again?"

Her name is Ma Xiaohui, and she is Dachuang’s girlfriend and works in Xinxin Hair Salon.

Da Chuang said "Yes" and said, "You go back to the hair salon first and wait for me. Come back and buy you a fur scarf. Look, this little neck is frozen and red." As he said that, he also used his hands to lick Xiaohui's neck.

Xiaohui pushed his hand away, frowned and said, "Don't come here, aren't you sucking red? You won't stop on the 26th of New Year. What big brother is this?"

Da Chuang just smiled and said to the two brothers opposite him: "Xiao Qing, call, the team is all in total. Pang Wu, go and settle the account."

The young man named Xiaoqing nodded, got up and took out Xiao Lingtong, who had lost his patent leather, and started dialing.

"Don't you ask for it? Why is it me to pay the bill again?" Pang Wu felt quite frustrated.

Da Chuang pointed at a plate of donkey meat left on the table: "Most of these plates are eaten by you, I didn't move, so don't talk nonsense!" After that, he took out the car key and walked out.

What he said seemed to make sense, and Fat Five was speechless...

It was not until after breaking out that Fat Wu suddenly realized: "The routines are all routines, so my son believes you again."

There was a six Songhua River covered with snow at the entrance of the donkey meat shop. It broke into the car and fired several times but it was gone.

"A few more hands can't be beaten!" Da Chuang left the cigarette butts, rushed to the few people who had just walked out of the door wrapped in a cotton coat, and waved to him, "Come here to push!"

"Dear, let's sell these seven-handed broken bread!" Fat Wu stood up for a few handfuls.

"I sold you and drove you? Don't talk nonsense!" Da Chuang twisted the car keys a few more times.

Xiao Qing has been calling since he came out, and then he opened the door and got into the car.

Fat May One was behind. After just pushing a few steps, he heard "Buzz... Suddenly..." A stream of black smoke blew the exhaust pipes and even saw sparks. The car was walking around and drove out.

Fat Wu was stunned: "Fuck, hey, heifer hanging wires, sparks and lightning... Hey, wait a moment!"

"Xiao Heihei, come back quickly!" At this time, Xiaohui waved and shouted.

Da Chuang blew a kiss and said, "Wait for me!"

A few minutes later, the car drove to a T-junction and stopped in front of the two young men simply and roughly.

The two of them were tall and short, both of them were wrapped in green coats, and their trembling fingers were still covered with cigarettes.

The tall one looked red and tired. The short one had a small flat head, but they didn't have big eyes, but they were quite energetic.

The car fire was not over, so Da Chuang rolled down the window, rushed up and said, "Oh, is this swollen Brother Kun? Did someone take the turn last night?"

The tall man spat on the tobacco on his mouth: "I rubbed all night last night. I just lie down and I made you scream."

Da Chuang smiled and glared at him: "Why are you talking to Brother Chuang? Stand up attentively and organize the language to re-speak!"

The tall one stood at attention and followed the "slap" and the two big red eyes were wide open, shouting loudly: "There is a good person in society, and I am my idol with my idol!"

His shouting scared the passing aunt and looked straight at this side.

"Young man is quite promising! Get in the car! Haha." Da Chuang smiled shamelessly.

As a result, the backbone of the Da Chuang gang; Da Chuang, Xiao Qing, Fat Wu, tall Sha Kun, Jing Saner, and a few people gathered together.
Chapter completed!
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