Jean Of Bright City 13

"What's the matter, Captain!"

Baitou crossed the cordon and walked to the captain of the guard with a sad expression on his face.

"Things are starting to go wrong."

As the captain said, the white head looked at the team members who were investigating the scene. A man with his hands tied and his whole body wounded was engraved with a sharp provocative statement on his back with a knife.

I know it is you!

The man seemed to have been tortured inhumanly during his lifetime. The man knew him in white and was a member of a gang here.

"There have been more than a dozen murders in the past few days. There is going to be chaos here."

Baitou realized the seriousness of the matter, and the gangs in the city started fighting. The battlefield not far away had just ceased fire for half a month, and there was already chaos here.

"Now many of them can't get the goods. In order to grab the right to purchase the goods, many negotiations have been unsuccessful."

The white head looked helpless at the captain, and immediately became confused.

"This may be related to the disappearance of several international businessmen. It is not only these **** who are fighting, but the users of those commodities are also starting to cause problems."

"Why not just take this opportunity to rectify the city?"

Baitou said with a smile, and the captain pointed to his head.

"I only have one head. Don't you have a good relationship with that Wiener now? Leave here early. I will be transferred to another place next year. This hopeless place is not suitable for you."

The captain said and took out a roll of banknotes from his pocket. Baitou wanted to refuse, but the captain forced it into his pocket.

"In fact, you are the one I can't worry about the most. Boss Li always talked in front of me during his lifetime."

"Enough."

After receiving the cigarette from the captain, the white head was in a daze, and the afternoon sun was a bit dazzling. He seemed to see a rough man chasing him with a rolling pin.

"I see, I will consider it."

Baitou turned around and left the scene. At this time, a group of people rushed towards this side. At a glance, Baitou saw the guns hidden in their arms, one by one, they looked extremely angry.

"Whitehead, did you meet Rooney last night?"

When the boss came over, he asked, and Baitou shook his head.

"I heard in the tavern the night before that he was going to a newly opened service shop."

The leader patted the white head on the shoulder, and then a bunch of people rushed directly into the cordon.

"Reese!"

Baitou stopped a man who had been drinking with him several times before and was about the same age as him, and took his shoulders.

"If the situation is not right, don't try to be aggressive."

The man looked a little panicked at this time, the gun in his pocket slipped out, and the white head turned upside down on the back of his instep. He held it in his hand and put it in Reese's pocket. Many people around him showed a look of horror.

"It's okay, we have many people and many weapons."

Reese didn't listen to Baitou's words, turned around and ran over, the sun shining on his back, Baitou stared in a daze.

"Bullets don't have eyes."

Baitou wanted to move forward, but eventually turned and left. Reese joined the gang because he had two younger brothers, a younger sister, and a seriously ill mother, and helped them transport some things, but luck favored him. , Let him quickly emerge in the gang.

The Reese is very good in the eyes of Baitou, and the relationship with the neighbors in the neighborhood is also good, and the nearby children like him very much.

The sheriff was talking to the boss, and the two looked blushing.

"I heard that they had only negotiated before, so I won't turn around in a few days."

A lean man leaned over, with a white head smiled and watched the man put his hand into his pocket and took a cigarette, and lit it himself. This man is a gambler, and he is going to be debt-collected basically every three days. Beaten up.

"How do you feel like a white head, I think this is an opportunity, with your ability and this handsome face, or pull everyone to do it together."

As soon as the man finished speaking, several people nearby approached, they all looked at the white heads expectantly.

"Sorry, I still have an appointment."

But the man still clung to it.

"I'm not joking with you, as long as you are willing to start, you will simply respond to each other, how about..."

A banknote was passed into the man's hand, and the man smiled and said thank you, waving his white head.

I've seen things like this since I was young, and when I returned to the restaurant, the table was full of things, and a bottle of wine was set aside.

"What time are you going to drink?"

Tang Lao picked up a bottle of wine and put it in front of Baitou with a bang.

"I'll eat you tonight."

"Okay!"

The white head smiled and said, unscrewing the wine, and the two of them took the wine bottle and drank, many people beside them were a little surprised.

"Before you and that little idiot get better, I will eat you first, thinking about..."

"drink!"

Baitou urged. Tang Lao laughed. The two chatted and drank. By 8 o'clock in the evening, Baitou resisted the vague consciousness and dragged Tang Lao, who was already vomiting too hard to stand up. stand up.

"You guys who drink it to death, are you okay? Don't you want me to call an ambulance for you?"

Baitou took out the money from his pocket and put it in the hands of the boss, clutching his chest, and dragged Tang Lao out of the restaurant.

"In my pocket...There are anti-alcoholic drugs, move faster or we will get alcohol poisoned."

Baitou dug out the medicine from Tang Lao's purse, and the two ate them separately. After sitting in an alley for nearly an hour, the two helped each other to a drink shop and asked for some sour juice.

Tang Lao, who was relieved of his anger, felt that he didn't want to drink anymore in this life. Everything in front of him was still moving. She was drinking very well, but she didn't expect her to be better than her.

Baitou comfortably took out a cigarette and lit it and laughed.

"are you an idiot?"

Tang Lao raised his **** at him.

Until the early morning, the two of them were still swaying. After returning to the place where the white head lived, Tang Lao climbed directly onto the bed, pulled the quilt and fell asleep.

Dong dong dong

The white head struggling to open the door, Wiener stood helplessly at the door, and asked after seeing the woman on the bed.

"Did I bother you!"

Baitou shook his head.

"Would you like a drink?"

"I'm just a little worried about you. Sit in your house for a while, that girl is very drunk."

Baitou grumbled.

"Still not thinking about it?"

White head scratched his head.

"Although I am a little interested in this thing, it is too heavy, this burden."

"To be honest, I am very fortunate to be able to meet you at such an age. How about you satisfy the wishes of the elderly? For you, it will not take much time to learn from a zero basis. After you have added the basics , Naturally you can understand what I have said to you during this period of time."

"I...think again!"