At the beginning, I want to quit the arena

Chapter 29 Don't Stop Me from Being a Good Person
"Ale..." Feili, who was already bleeding from his seven orifices, opened his mouth weakly and wanted to speak: "I..."

"Your position is so good, why don't you call your grandson in Nanwan to take over your position, and learn from the new record, hereditary, isn't it good to be rich from generation to generation?" Sheng Jiale first turned on the exhaust fan in the kitchen, and then removed the kitchen knives He found an RB Yusheng knife from the shelf, squatted next to Feili's head, stared at him and said seriously: "Uncle Feili, you have lost all your hair and only your eyebrows are left, so you don't need to feel burned by the gas stove anymore." The pain of burning hair off is considered my respect for the elderly, you are welcome."

"I..." Feili wanted to struggle to speak, but Sheng Jiale interrupted him: "You are an old man from the past, don't forget to teach me how to be a young man in the 21st century before you die. Save yourself some effort, then Zhong Yi uses his brains and goes down to be the master of Hades?"

After speaking, dragged Fili's whole body to the sink.
Sheng Jiale fixed him in the sink with both hands like iron tongs, staring into Philip's eyes:
"When you are the customs officer yourself, don't allow me to go back to my hometown, you bluff! You people from the rivers and lakes insist on forcing me to do everything. You dare to call yourself a smart person and don't bother to pay attention to you people. I just want to get rid of the bottom line, so you can just nod your head? Talented people, I don’t know if I’m a talented person? I just know I’m a talented person so I have to stay away from this shithole of yours! Old man, old man! Just help me! A few old money laundering accountants, let’s put this business beach tycoon who pretended to be chicken feathers for me! When I’m really just a rotten boy who has never seen the world in Xiangjiang, if you say half-covered, I can’t see through your identity? Think the fairy tales you tell are taller, so I can’t smell the shit on your body? I’ll open your head later to see how smart you are. Damn, the more you talk, the more angry you are, so angry that my accent has changed! What annoys me the most is this kind of thing who stays in the shithole all his life and still thinks he is smart, and uses his seniority to lure me, an ignorant young man, into the path of crime."

In the warm dining room, the elegant and melodious singing is filled with a tangy smell.

It wasn't until three o'clock in the morning that the shutter door of Zhuji's dining room was slowly opened again. The dining room was still warm and cozy. Sheng Jiale was wearing clean and tidy clothes, but his hair was slightly wet, and the dishes and kitchen waste had been washed clean , the floor was also scrubbed spotless.

The moving singing is still there, but without the smell of blood.

"Brother Le." Dabao and Huajiu got out of the Mitsubishi SUV on the street with sleepy eyes: "The car is coming, why are we talking so late?"

"There are some leftover Shanghai dishes in it. Uncle Feili showed kindness and asked us to help load them into the car and send them to the cheap neighborhood in Kowloon Walled City." Sheng Jiale pointed to the kitchen behind him with his thumb and said to the two.

Dabao and Huajiu stepped into the kitchen, quickly took out a few large black plastic bags that the restaurant used to store food waste, and threw them into the car.

Sheng Jiale turned off the lights and the shutter door of the restaurant, and then the three of them got into the car together.

"Brother Le, have you reached an agreement with Uncle Feili?" Dabao asked Sheng Jiale, who was sitting in the co-pilot with his eyes closed, while driving.

Sheng Jiale pointed to the plastic bag at the back with his finger, and said lightly, "Of course I convinced him with the truth, that's why he has nothing to say in the bag at the back of the car."

Dabao's hands holding the steering wheel trembled slightly, and the galloping body trembled accordingly. He tried his best to calm down the shock, held the steering wheel firmly again, and glanced sideways at Sheng Jiale: "Then...be careful not to be recognized by others." ...Do you want to run away? In case Uncle Biao and the others..."

"Don't worry, as for Ma Biao and the others, they won't find out that it's me so quickly. I'm a smart person in their eyes. How could I do such a thing for no reason? Uncle Fei Li is not one of those famous club bosses. He is not good at all, but it is true that you have to do it first, you have already done it, so don’t look forward and backward, of course, kill them all, don’t worry, it’s none of your business, I will go to Xixi Street in Mong Kok after I help the neighbors deliver supper.” Sheng’s family Le said to Dabao.

All the way from the Western District to the Kowloon Walled City, because the roads in the Kowloon Walled City are not enough to open to traffic, Hua Jiu and Dabao can only follow Sheng Jiale into the Kowloon Walled City with black plastic bags, using the help of street addicts Chasing the candlelight lit by the dragon, walked through the narrow and narrow roads, walked to a building, threw the plastic bag next to the door of the building, and said to a dozen drug addicts curled up aside, with pale faces and haggard figures:
"The restaurant guests have to pick up the rest of the supper by themselves."

After finishing speaking, the three of them turned their heads and returned to the way they came from. Behind them, a dozen drug addicts gathered around, tearing open the plastic bags, scrambling for food with their hands and sending it to their mouths, just like those scrambling in the underworld. A hungry ghost who snatches tribute.

Sheng Jiale looked back to admire the scene with a calm face, then raised the corners of his mouth, showing a cautious smile in the night, he patted Dabao with a pale face beside him:
"Go and have some supper, drink two glasses, and help you calm down."

I really don't want to be a bad guy who goes along with them, but if they are brave enough to provoke a good guy like me, what Sheng Jiale can guarantee is that I have hated those bad guys.

……

"Dong dong dong." Sheng Jiale knocked on the door, and a male voice said impatiently inside: "Whoa! You came here to report the funeral at four o'clock in the morning!"

"Open a pawn ticket." Sheng Jiale stood outside the door and said, "Isn't this the Red Star Pawn Shop?"

There was a rustling sound inside, and soon the door was opened. A shirtless man held his trousers in one hand, opened the door with the other, and looked at Sheng Jiale: "Come in."

When Sheng Jiale entered the living room where the lights were not turned on, he realized that there were three pistols pointed at him in the dark. Sheng Jiale raised his hands as usual: "Brother Dong, it's me."

Zhao Jiandong pointed his gun at Sheng Jiale's head without any reaction, until the man who opened the door walked around outside, swearing and coming back, and locked the door again, then everyone put away the gun and turned off the electric light in the living room. Re-lit.

Zhao Jiandong went to the refrigerator and opened it for a look: "The beer is gone, only Coke is left."

"Thank you." Sheng Jiale sat in front of a card table and saw four sets of cards buckled on the table. It was obvious that they were playing big D in it just now. Sheng Jiale picked up the cards that were buckled in front of him and took a look. : "This card is not bad."

Zhao Jiandong handed over a can of Coke, and stared at Sheng Jiale with a half-smile: "I've said it before, it's not free to issue a pawn ticket again."

"I know." Sheng Jiale took the Coke and snapped open the pull tab, and said to Zhao Jiandong: "So let me ask the price first, two targets, Xihuan, Longhua Teahouse, I want you to pretend to be messengers and do it. Lose them, how much?"

"Pretending to be a bad guy will be investigated very strictly. You have to leave Xiangjiang to avoid the limelight for a few months. However, if two people are together, it is more convenient to do it at the same time. Two people, I will charge you 60." Zhao Jiandong picked up the money beside him. A deck of cards, throwing out five random sequences, said.

Sheng Jiale first suppressed Zhao Jiandong's miscellaneous cards with the straight flush in his hand, and then looked at Zhao Jiandong: "Okay, I'll go get the money right away, there is only one request, it must be done before dark today, don't affect me, start tomorrow, do it!" nice guy."

　It's Saturday... Aunt Mina went to the manga cosplay to see the good-looking little brother, Xiangxiang took her daughter out for an outing and ran into the little brother, the little widow was playing the king and looked for CP by the way, and all I can do is to be silent Uncle CP Philip, who hacked the protagonist to death, expresses his envy to the three present ladies...

　　I ask readers for recommendations, rewards, favorites, and follow-up... Currently No. 20 on the new book list... I don’t know when I will appear in the top ten on the list, let me be amused...

　　I hope everything gets better next week. Mina finds out that the pretty little brother is me, Xiangxiang finds out that the little brother she met by chance is me, the little widow finds out that the CP she found is me, and the top ten works on the new book list have me...God, if I can only satisfy my three wishes, the first three are more important, not because they are beautiful ladies, but mainly because I want to get out of social fear and get in touch with people more...

　　
　
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