Dr. Rhode Island is Lao Tzu Li Yunlong

Longmen began to act, and a huge net was cast to any place in the city. Those elites who went deep everywhere would let the enemy know what a serious price they would pay for provoking the dignity of Longmen.

And before everyone started to act, Wei Yanwu, who had been missing for a long time, ran to meet an extremely important person...

Chapter 240: The Dragon Gate Must Have a Mouse King

If it is said that Wei Yanwu said that he was one-sided in Longmen, that he covered the sky with one hand, and that he was a consul, but in fact he had already established himself on the top of the mountain and became the emperor of this one-third of an acre of land. The imperial court set a limit for the position of "consul", but in fact he can only be regarded as the "Ming Emperor" of Longmen, and there is also the existence of a "Dark Emperor", even he cannot ignore it.

Those old opponents who were lucky enough to survive and still linger in the corner called it [Grey Forest], but more people still like to call it [Rat King] with half respect and half fear.

However, few people know his true face for such a prominent figure. After all, who would have thought that such a mafia tycoon, who has been in the world for decades, not only did not often chop watermelons from Tsim Sha Tsui with two watermelon knives in his hand. When I went to Causeway Bay, I opened a candy store on a relatively secluded street at the junction of the downtown area and the slums. Is it true that the ordinary life is peaceful?

It's like seeing Kelsey wearing big cotton trousers and a cotton-padded jacket, with a ponytail under her buttocks, squatting at the gate of a small farmyard and weaving wicker baskets indifferently—who the hell would believe it? ah? ! !

In addition, the elderly are old and don’t like to walk around. The farthest place to go out is to walk around the garden near the middle of the street accompanied by the daughter who is about to become a granddaughter. Usually, they basically stay in the store and do not go out. Basking in the sun on a rocking chair at the entrance of the store, giving out some candy to the children, he looks like a rich man who has used his spare heat after retirement. If he needs to run errands, he will let his younger brother do it for him. It's getting weirder.

The most famous version of the legend is that the so-called "Rat King" is just a hoax carefully woven by Wei Yanwu, and it is Dark Sword 22. There is no such a mysterious old man who controls the underground order in Longmen. The group that ran into Longmen from the outside is quite popular, but if someone really believes in this legend and intends to do something, then they will all mysteriously disappear at a certain right time.

Although the Shu King is old, it is not a problem to deal with a few restless youngsters.

After nightfall, the lighting of the candy store is not enough. It looks a little gloomy from the outside. In the darkest corner, the old mouse is sitting on a bamboo rocking chair with his eyes closed, amidst the "creaking" sound , seems to have faintly fallen asleep. At this time, this street with no nightlife venues and poor security due to its proximity to the slums, it is basically impossible to see pedestrians. In another hour, the old mouse will close turn off the lights.

However, at this moment, a tall figure in a windbreaker pushed open the door and walked in. The crisp sound of the wind chimes made the old mouse open one eye.

The tall man took off the bowler hat that was deliberately pressed down, revealing a highly recognizable dragon face. Who is it if it's not Wei Yanwu?

"Oh, what a rare visitor." The Shu King grinned, but he didn't intend to get up. With the addition of his natural villainous face, this smile seemed a little malicious. If you want to change someone, you probably have to think about how to run away. up.

"I'm not here to be a guest." Wei Yanwu put his manners on the hat rack, took off his windbreaker and hung it up again, this time he was wearing a very ordinary gray suit, and the annoying exaggeration disappeared immediately gone.

In the past, Wei Yanwu was like a clown who was pushed onto the stage, showing his teeth and claws, with a funny expression, but in his current appearance, he really has an aura of devotion to Longmen.

"Improper guest? I'm sorry, we refuse to visit the store!" The old mouse immediately changed his face when he heard this, "You are the honor of the city lord, and the old man's small shop can't afford to entertain you. You'd better go somewhere as soon as possible!"

"Heh, I can't afford to entertain City Lord Wei, you should be able to entertain the second Wei, right?" Wei Yanwu smiled slightly, not caring, took out a white porcelain bottle from his bosom, and put it on the tea table next to the old mouse.

Then Old Wei pulled a chair and sat down, without saying a word, just waited quietly.

sniff~~

sniff~~~

sniff sniff~~~

A faint scent of wine wafted from the white porcelain bottle without a label. Although the old mouse had his eyes closed, the tip of his nose that had been trembling slightly exposed his heart.

"If you keep pretending to be dead, I'll throw this bottle of wine away." Wei Yanwu sneered, adding fuel to the fire.

"I pretended to be dead? In your Wei Yanwu's eyes, wasn't I already dead? Bypassing the old man, I went to find my daughter. I really belong to you, Wei Er, you know that I'm just such a baby, we are brothers One time, you are very handy to cheat her, won't your conscience ache?" The old mouse still remembers Wei Laolong's grudge, but the wine still has to be drunk, and when the bottle cap is opened, the mellow wine smell wafts away He came out, making the old mouse show a satisfied expression, "Would it be that one day when I, an old mouse, is completely disobedient, you let Yuxia take an ax to chop off my head to satisfy your morbid aesthetics? "

"She will always inherit your mantle..." Wei Yanwu just took out the pipe and pot from his arms after being stunned by the old mouse, lit the fire and smoked loudly, "Longmen, there must be a 【Rat King】!"

"Yes, you always have a reason to justify your own mistakes, but have you asked my opinion? I have helped you carry it for 20 years, 20 years, do you know how I have lived these 20 years? Cough Cough..." The old mouse became more and more excited, until he choked and coughed, "There are so many Zaraks in the world, who do you support to be the [Rat King], but you have to focus on Yuxia? I have worked hard all my life, I just want her to stay away from the underworld completely, and continue to live as an ordinary girl after I die, but you ruined all of this, she is still a child, you...you...you are murdering! !!"

"Calm down, Lao Lin, whether you want to admit it or not, your little mouse is no longer a child." Wei Yanwu blew out a smoke ring, looked at his old friend and brother who seemed to have aged more than ten years in an instant, his eyes were full of He felt a kind of sadness of a hero's twilight, both for the old mouse and himself, "At least, that child is still willing to inherit your mantle, unlike me, who laid the groundwork for a lifetime, but in the end that child Huijie didn't appreciate it at all."

"Yes!" The old mouse gritted his teeth and replied gloatingly, "It's okay not to accept your favor, even the daughter of an old brother, what else can't you, a treacherous old dragon, do?"

"Everything I do is for Longmen, and it has not changed from the beginning to the end." Wei Yanwu's expression carried a hint of the pride of a martyr, but unfortunately, in the eyes of the old mouse, this expression was full of self-deception.

"For Longmen? For Longmen? Oh, you are for Longmen, but you are old, and I am old. The heir you have chosen does not want your Longmen, so what are you doing for it? You will hand over Longmen to someone who has nothing to do with it. People? No, you won’t, Longmen you can only hand over to Ajie, otherwise your hard work in this life is just a joke! Admit it, Wei Yanwu, you are not for Longmen at all, but for your old Wei family, Longmen It is the property of your old Wei family. Of course you have to clean it up and make it beautiful, and then hand it over to the heirs of the old Wei family. From the beginning to the end, you are just a miser who protects your own property. Put gold on your face."

The old mouse chuckled, his eyes were dark, he had already seen the true face of his old brother.

He for Longmen?Naturally, but the Longmen is his property, what else can he do if he doesn't clean it?

Longmen needs a 【Rat King】?It is not Longmen who needs 【Rat King】, but Wei Yanwu, his chosen successor, Chen Huijie. Both generations of Dragonmen masters need a servant to do their dirty work.

He is indeed all for Longmen, but what does this have to do with Longmen?

A stingy land rich man takes care of his land and property, carefully counts every penny, waits for a day in the future to give these things to his children, and then starts to take care of his land and property again, carefully counting every penny Money, waiting to be handed over to new heirs, there is nothing noble about such an act, as for the life or death of those tenant farmers who are farming the fields, he doesn't care at all, anyway, someone will always come to rent the land, right?

Wei Yanwu, who was being ridiculed, didn't speak, just bit the pipe stem, not knowing what he was thinking.

The Shu King was also silent for a while, and then continued: "Ah Jiu has come to look for me."

"Ah Jiu?!" Wei Yanwu was startled suddenly, "Is she still alive?"

"Do you really wish her dead?"

"no……"

"She is living very well, and seems to have gained a little weight. Unfortunately, she doesn't have a good uncle who can suppress the affairs of the infected, so she can only lie dormant in the dark corners of the slums." The old mouse grinned, Now I can see Wei Yanwu's unbelievable expression, she is very happy, "She came to me, we talked a lot, and made me think a lot, figured out a lot of things you can't figure out, Wei Er, I want to know why Longmen Will it be what it is now?"

"Longmen is fine now." Wei Yanwu replied indifferently.

"Pull it down, if Longmen is really good, will you get out of the risky move of putting the integration movement into the slums?" The old mouse shook his hand, and threw a thing he had been caressing to Old Wei, "Look Look, what is this?"

"This is..." Old Wei caught the object, took a closer look, and saw that it was a disc-shaped ceramic product. He smelled a faint peculiar smell at the tip of his nose, and then he was sure what it was, "The pickle jar... The bottom of the altar?"

"My wife used to pickle the jar of pickles. At that time, I was not a [Rat King], and you were not the lord of Longmen. I dug this jar out of the warehouse in the morning. I thought it was just a thought, so I let it Yuxia and I washed it together, and put it out after washing. It is also a product of the official kiln, but we washed it for three hours and tried all kinds of folk remedies and tricks, but we still couldn’t get rid of the pickle smell. Can continue to wash, and guess what happened?"

"what happened?"

"The jar was shattered. It shattered without being knocked or touched. Only the bottom of the jar is still intact."

"..."

"Second Wei, there is only one foundation left in the slum area you want, right?" The old mouse said sadly, "But this jar was not blown up for nothing, Yuxia got two cuts on her hand Son, how much blood is your dragon gate going to bleed?"

"They asked for it!" Wei Yanwu threw the bottom of the jar back to Shu Wang, and was also a little angry. He had been aloof all the time, and he couldn't accept this kind of irony and sarcasm—the good brothers who had changed their lives were already in love. Unknowingly, there was an extra layer of pathetic and thick barriers, "They never believed in Longmen, they only believed in themselves! Longmen gave them a place of refuge, but they only wanted to grab the flesh and blood of Longmen, and Longmen owed them nothing. of!"

"Oh, you really think so, I should have guessed it earlier." The old mouse shook his head in disappointment, but he couldn't tell whether it was disappointment to Wei Yanwu or disappointment to himself, "Second Wei, you Have you read a book recently? I’m sorry I forgot, you guys have always disliked reading, you prefer to practice martial arts. Now that you are busy with work, you must have no time to read. Then let me talk about the books I read. Recently, in the book I saw a sentence, maybe you may have heard it."

"What?"

"The way of heaven is to make up for what is lacking in the excess of damage; it is not the case in the way of man, where the inadequacy of damage is not enough to make up for what is lacking."

"This……"

"As expected, you know that after all, you were born in a prominent family. When you were a child, your parents should have forced you to read a lot of books you didn't like, but I bet you never thought about the things in these books. You swallowed the jujube and swallowed it. Now if you don't If I say it, I’m afraid you’ve forgotten all about it? You said that the slums have never trusted Longmen, so I ask you to ask yourself, have you ever given the slums a chance to trust Longmen?”

"I have given them many opportunities, otherwise there would be no slums!" Wei Yanwu said angrily.

"No, that's just your wishful thinking. You think that as long as you provide them with a place of shelter, you can get their gratitude. Unfortunately, in their eyes, you have never given them anything. Not only that, you also left them with only His dignity and wealth have been completely squeezed out!" The old mouse picked up the porcelain bottle and blew two sips of the fine wine inside, not sure if he was trying to strengthen his courage, "In 20 years, Longmen has grown from penniless to rich. But the enemy country, but the size of the slums has tripled, don't tell me you don't know anything about it, old Dong, do you remember? He lost a leg for you, and now he can only sell fish balls for a living , also became a member of the slum, what do you say?"

"I..." Of course Wei Yanwu had nothing to say.

"You want the horse to run, and you want the horse not to eat grass, Wei Yanwu, why didn't I realize that you are such a despicable person before? Ha, I know, probably because I am as despicable as you, and despicable people are naturally I can't see my own despicableness, and I will only continue to rely on my own despicableness to grab benefits, that's exactly what it is!" Although he only drank two sips of wine, the old mouse seemed a little drunk, "But one day, justice will The noose will be put around the necks of the despicable, take their lives, and return all those who robbed and plundered, and there will be no more Dragon Gate Lords, and no more Mouse Kings, ha, how wonderful it is!"

Chapter 240 IX I Can Say I Know Everything

"You're drunk, Old Lin." Old Wei murmured displeasedly, this is an old mouse, if someone else who has nothing to do with him said that, he would have been beaten long ago—who told him he couldn't beat this old mouse ?

Originally, the strength of the two was between brothers. Although the old mouse is not as powerful as before, after all, he is getting older, but Wei Yanwu also passed his Chixiao Shenjian to the dragon policeman. beat.

Most of Wei Yanwu's martial arts skills were pinned on Chi Xiao. After Police Officer Long could barely control the divine sword, he might not even be able to beat his own niece and daughter.

"Am I drunk? No, I'm very sober, and I've never been so sober. I saw your ugly face soberly, and I also saw my own ugly face soberly, just like looking in a mirror. Ugly, equally despicable, what kind of city lord of Longmen? What kind of mouse king? They are just two parasites lying on the bodies of millions of people in Longmen and sucking blood. It makes me laugh so hard, hahahaha!" The old mouse laughed wildly and recklessly. , Laughing freely, he laughed out all his grievances and anger, he smiled, stood up, took a step, staggered, seemed drunk, but awake again, he came to the record player, put down the bottle, Picked up a brand new vinyl record and put it on the turntable.

"I'm not here to listen to music." Wei Yanwu couldn't control his anger because of the crazy behavior of the old mouse.

"No, you should listen, it's from that stinky penguin." The old mouse turned the stylus back and started the record player, "Listen, listen to these cries that you never noticed, listen Hear the sound of burning fire."

Arise~~Cold and Hungry Slave~~!Arise~~suffering people all over the world~~!

My blood is already boiling~~!To fight for the truth~~!

The old world is in shambles~~!Comrades, get up~ get up~~!

Don't say we have nothing~~!We want to be the masters of the world~~!

…………

After advanced radio equipment and interpretation by professional singers, the song has a shocking charm. Unfortunately, as a listener, Wei Yanwu was not in the mood to appreciate it carefully. No matter how melodious the melody is to him, it is just noise. For the sake of his old friend, he listened to the song patiently. As for what the lyrics sang and what thoughts and meanings they expressed, he probably could only do reading comprehension like an illiterate Aba Abba is gone.

After playing a song, the old-fashioned record player entered an idling state, waiting for someone to return the stylus, and then Wei Yanwu spoke again, his voice sounded more indifferent than the idling noise of the record: "Are you crazy enough? Let's talk about business." Bar!"

"Is this how you feel?"

"I don't have any feelings. As I said, I didn't come to you to enjoy music."

"Oh, Wei Er Er, your arrogance will kill yourself sooner or later. The times are changing. I just hope you don't become a reef blocking the torrent." The old mouse let out a long sigh. Old friend, he felt that he had done his best. In fact, since this treacherous old dragon plotted against his daughter, the two of them could no longer be considered friends. "Okay, as you wish, let's talk about business. I, I will also look for you soon, Longmen needs a mouse king, but I am a mouse king who is still strong, and I still have time to help Wei Er Er clean the house, so my condition is to let Yuxia quit .”

"You still don't know what I want to say, so why make a condition now?" Wei Yanwu narrowed his eyes, and he heard the alienation in the old mouse's words.

"Hey, I'm not as greedy as you. No matter what you want to say, I only have one condition, and that is to let Yuxia quit. It's useless if you don't agree. I've already sent someone to escort her to Rhodes Island !"

"You actually...?!"

"Why, Second Wei, are you angry?"

"No, I was just surprised by your reaction and determination." Wei Yanwu rubbed his forehead and smiled wryly, "Should I say that I am worthy of being the rat king? When it comes time to break, there is no hesitation. It seems that age has not affected your judgment. old friend."

"If possible, I don't want this judgment to be used on you. In this matter, you let me down, Wei Er." He paused on his crutches, his cloudy old eyes cleared up, "You said that Longmen needs a Mouse King, and I've been your white glove for 20 years, and even put the child's mother in it. I ask myself if I owe you Wei Erer The last wish of the child's mother is to hope that Yuxia's child will no longer be involved in the grievances of our generation, and live a peaceful life without knowing it, so I have been protecting her well. This is what I hope, But you ruined all my hard work!"

"Longmen needs a mouse king!" Wei Yanwu still said the same thing, "Everything I do is for Longmen, and it is the child's own decision to inherit your mantle!"

"You can pull it down, Wei Er Er, how many years do you think we have been friends? I know you even better than I know my wife. You have always been good at inducing others to make decisions that are beneficial to you. , isn’t it? Longmen has never needed a mouse king. To be able to say this can only prove your incompetence. If you don’t try to solve the most fundamental contradictions, you just pile up all the problems and let them ferment naturally. Sooner or later you will It becomes unsmelly, the stench will go deep into the bone marrow of Longmen, like this pickle vat, it can't be washed clean, you can wipe out the current slums, but new slums will appear soon, we You can wait and see."

"Heh..." Wei Yanwu smiled softly, noncommittal, and turned his face to look out the window. Compared with the surrounding high-rise buildings, the low shadows of the slums continued, like a prostrate poisonous snake, accumulating the power to launch an attack.

The slums have become the biggest hidden danger in Longmen!

The old mouse is right, if the problems are piled up and fermented naturally, sooner or later, the stench will never be washed away. Therefore, before the toxin penetrates into the bone marrow, we should act decisively and remove this gradually expanding cancerous tumor.

As for the new slum area, Wei Yanwu didn't care, it was already a new jar of pickles, if it was cleaned before it smelled bad, wouldn't it be good to put on a shelf for viewing?

This new pickle jar will become the collection of Long Police, and the old pickle jar full of stench will be carried away by himself and thrown far away to a place where he can no longer smell the smell.

All of this is for Longmen.

On the other side of the slum area, Rhodes Island docked quietly. They didn't know that they were about to welcome another big shot—but there were quite a few big shots in Rhodes Island, so it didn't matter if another one came.

Even if they knew the news, in the eyes of the operators, it might not be as attractive as the assassination of the leader Amiya.

After Jing Zhe was sent back, Rhodes Island entered into a state of full martial law, and all entrances and exits were closed. Seeing this scene, the police officers of the Guard Bureau who had been on duty at the trestle post for the past few days couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Although Rhodes Island is a partner of Longmen, they feel very relieved when they see such a boatload of infected people running around every day. Two people, if this ship of infected people suddenly couldn't think about it, they swarmed up like an integration movement, and each of them could drown themselves with a mouthful of saliva.

——The social environment is here. Among the non-infected, this kind of prejudice and panic about the infected is almost inevitable.

"yawn--"

"It's time to change shift, you are still dozing off?" It was time for the shift change at night, and four police officers came in line to replace the colleagues who had been guarding the post all afternoon.