Flower Shirt and Iron Horse

Wu Shimo is gone.

This middle-aged man is very restrained.

Give gifts, drink, and chat.

Without talking about business, it was like I came to meet an old friend, picked up something, patted my butt and left.

Don't put any psychological burden on Di Zheng, and show your tact in dealing with others.

Di Zheng looked at the wine in his hand and laughed at himself, "You have short hands for holding people."

Luo Yan didn't use 'Eye of True Suchness' to pry into his heart. This was out of respect for this man.

However, he also knew that Di Zheng should be quite confused.

On the other hand, I don't want to reject Wu Shimo outright. Otherwise, with his temperament, he will never covet a bottle of wine worth more than 100,000 yuan.

Luo Yan coughed dryly. "If it's just a matter of interfering with the Corps' activities, you can trust him."

"At least now, he won't stretch his hand too far to touch the Corps."

Di Zheng glanced at him.

I didn't ask Luo Yan why he felt this way.

Di Zheng just smiled, nodded and said, "Okay."

Then he left too.

At night.

Luo Yan put on his cloak, took 'Huanlong' with him, carried 'Bone Scraper' on his waist, and came to Nan Feng Pond.

Nan Feng tang is Guangling City's 'slum', and the dilapidated video store he bought before is also in this area.

This area is a mixed bag.

Bars, black markets, Mercenaries groups, and gang halls can be found everywhere.

The personnel here are complex, and Undercity turns a blind eye to this place, thus causing many problems.

But as long as it's not too outrageous, Local Security Bureau here won't care about it at all.

For the same reason, people living at the bottom of the city can make a living here without any license.

So working during the day and setting up a stall at night are almost the norm for the lower class people in this area.

Luo Yan pulled his hood and walked through the crowd. When he passed a barbecue stall, someone yelled angrily.

"You're blind, damn the clothes I just bought!"

Then Youdao's figure fell at the feet of Luo Yan.

He was a teenage boy, wearing white washed clothes and one cloth shoe and one slipper.

As he fell to the ground, a little native dog that had just turned one month old was gently touching the boy's trousers with the tip of its nose, and then barked at someone in the barbecue stall, seeming to feel sorry for its owner.

A foot flew over and kicked the puppy until it screamed.

The little boy quickly hugged the dog and said, "Don't hit Ah Huang."

The attacker was a man wearing Flower Shirt, earrings, and a touch of red hair.

There was an oil stain on his Flower Shirt. It looked like it was accidentally stained by a child, so he got very angry.

Luo Yan has seen too many things like this.

No intention of taking care of it.

But now, that Flower Shirt man is blocking his way.

Luo Yan could only say softly, "Please give way."

Flower Shirt The man was stunned for a moment, then turned around and tilted his head to look at Luo Yan: "What? Pretending to be a hero? Fighting injustice?"

"Why are you pulling your hat down so low? Are you trying to be cool?"

He took off Luo Yan's hat, saw a pair of red eyes, and immediately said, "Unfortunately, he is actually a poisonous person."

On the other side, the stall owner, who should be the boy's father, had already pulled his son back and quietly put away the stall, hoping to escape while Flower Shirt's attention was on Luo Yan.

Luo Yan frowned, not wanting to waste time on such boring things, so he pulled up his hat and left.

A wine bottle flew over and hit him on the head.

"Are you deaf or mute? I'm talking to you."

Flower Shirt man picked up another wine bottle and threw it at Luo Yan's feet.

Luo Yan then caught the drink flying toward his head and threw it back with his backhand, hitting the man Flower Shirt in the head.

Flower Shirt man screamed, his head was bleeding and he fell onto a table, knocking over the food on it.

Four or five men around the table stood up, pulled out daggers and iron bars, and rushed towards Luo Yan.

The Flower Shirt man covered his head and shouted, "Kill him to death, damn, you dare to hit our 'Flower Shirt' people here, you are tired of living."

As he finished speaking, he saw the flash of swords in the crowd, and his men either chopped off their palms or removed their entire arms.

When he said the last word, four or five of his men were lying on the ground, covering their wounds and screaming in agony.

Then I saw the young man with red eyes slowly put a long knife into its sheath.

Luo Yan didn't even look at the man wearing Flower Shirt, he just raised his foot and kicked a dagger.

The dagger suddenly flew through the air with Cold Light, and was buried in the chest of the man who just screamed to kill.

The man's eyes widened, as if he didn't dare to open his eyes, Luo Yan actually dared to kill him.

"You..." "Master Lei Seven will avenge me."

When he took his last breath, Luo Yan had already walked away and disappeared into the crowd.

At this time, the owner of the barbecue stall was even more agile. He pushed up the cart and took his son away from the place of trouble.

Xiao Xiao After the episode.

Luo Yan found West Nine Alley.

The light in the alley was dim, and the bricks on the ground were not evenly paved. Someone poured dirty water directly out of the window and poured it on the ground, startling a pair of wild mandarin ducks.

Luo Yan is a little suspicious.

Is there really a Mercenaries group hidden in this place?

He was about to step in when he caught a glimpse of a figure from the corner of his eye.

Luo Yan stopped.

Standing at the entrance of the alley holding a knife, he looked around and saw men wearing Flower Shirt and killing Qi walking towards this side.

'Flower Shirt' Lei Qi's person?

'Flower Shirt' is a larger gang here, and Lei Qi is the leader of 'Flower Shirt'. All members of the gang wear colorful shirts, which is their main symbol.

Just when Luo Yan thought these people were here to take revenge on him, unexpectedly they came to the entrance of the alley, took one look at him, and turned into West Nine Alley.

There was a sudden uproar in the alley.

A voice said loudly, "I am Mountain Eagle from 'Flower Shirt'. Those who are doing business here, get out of here, otherwise you will be missing some parts. Don't blame me for not reminding you first."

Suddenly, figures emerged from the alley.

There were 'Water Ghost' who were in the smuggling business, and there were also girls who were in the leather and meat business, all kinds of people, and they all left immediately.

At this time, another loud voice sounded from deep in the alley.

"Flower Shirt is so majestic. They have to clear the place when they arrive. Why, do you think our 'iron horses' are all dead!"

The last sentence sounded like thunder, echoing in the alley.

At the same time.

The lights turned on one after another, illuminating the alley.

From the window in the alley, black and shiny gun barrels poked out.

On the roofs of the bungalows on both sides of the alley, figures holding guns appeared.

At the end of the alley, at the entrance of a courtyard facing the alley, stood a burly figure.

He is holding a gun in his left hand and a knife in his right hand.

There is a cigar between his teeth.

There was a ring of grenades wrapped around his waist.

He just stood there with a big sword, facing an alley of Flower Shirt men.