Kapitel 51: Fifty-one, Hei Lao 3!
Hei San, who was pale with a hooked nose and snake eyebrows, shook his head.
He picked up the ashtray on the table, slowly extinguished the cigarette in his hand, spit out a puff of smoke and said:
"We only came back when something happened to the master's house. As for other things, you must also know the rules!"
The eight-faced Buddha sitting on the side nodded and stopped asking, then he picked up a bottle of xo wine and poured it into the cup.
He glanced at Hei San, then handed it over and said with a smile: "Today's party will not talk about these miscellaneous things, you and my brothers also fought on the same battlefield back then."
"Today you can think of me, and I am really touched by this glass of wine, as my brother respects you!"
With such a word down, the eight-faced Buddha planned to pour the wine glass into his stomach.
Who knows that the first half mentioned it, he was tightly grasped by the black third.
"Brother, I have heard about the eight of you, so don't sell it to me!"
"Brother came to see you and knows that you are in trouble. This time I finally returned to China and saw a few brothers, so come and see what's going on. Don't be polite to me, just greet me!"
Hearing this, the eyes of the second brother sitting aside turned red. He couldn't help but think of the fact that this group of brothers on the Lingnan battlefield were all able to deliver their backs.
Unfortunately, the situation changed and the situation was turbulent. Some chose to go abroad to join an underground organization, while others were forced to join the national army. However, their gang went to the Sanshou zone, Mianbei, to make their homes.
More than ten years have passed. Once a group of big and small children have now become unshaven masters, their hands and faces have gone through years of wind and frost.
"Hei Lao San heard what you said, my heart felt warm, I didn't get a knife for you in vain back then!"
"I'm not afraid that my elder brother will scold me. Let me tell you the truth. We have fallen into disarray. Recently, something happened. My junior was arrested by the authorities!"
The second brother with red eyes took a sip of boring wine, and sighed with alcoholism.
"Second, I told you about this, don't tell me..."
The Eight-faced Buddha sitting aside reminded.
This made the black old man sitting in the middle shook his head slightly. He glanced at the two of them and said with a smile:
"I really thought you didn't tell me anymore, the brotherhood for more than ten years is so weak?"
"Just tell me what you want to do with this, and I can help you!"
Hearing this, the Eight-faced Buddha was slightly happy. Today, I joined this situation. In addition to eating and gathering friendship, he actually came for more things than He Lao San.
After all, they have just come to Jiangbei and are unfamiliar with their lives. Their only relationship has been offended. Now it can be said that they are not working every day, and the land should not be called!
Unexpectedly, by coincidence, he was looking for a livelihood in the black market, and happened to ran into his former dead brother Hei San.
After the eight-faced Buddha recounted the past, he realized that the little brother had been mingling abroad and had joined the famous Black Widows organization.
"We are planning to rob prison, no matter whether it is alive or dead, we can't let this brother fall into the game!"
"Even if we are down, we still need this little face!"
The Eight-faced Buddha said in a deep voice.
Hei San, who was sitting in the middle, nodded, and then took out a business card from his waist.
He glanced at the two of them and said with a smile:
"Then that's it. Call me when you act!"
"As for today, drinking and eating and playing with women, let's play happily. We haven't seen each other in more than ten years, so we have to make arrangements!"
The second senior nodded, and he was relieved to see Hei San so refreshed.
This old man He was also in the game because of his relationship. He hasn't lost the eyes of the Eight-faced Buddha in the past few days.
He glanced at Hei San, then smiled and said:
"You who have been abroad for a long time, still look at domestic women?"
"I heard that all the foreign goods are superb, I can't wait to go out and have a look!"
The disapproving Hei San waved his hand, grabbed the second brother's hand and laughed:
"Don't think so. Although all the foreign goods are tall and tall, they are of superb body, but the taste is really not as good as ours in China!"
"This is why our ancestors told us to pass on from generation to generation, so we must choose domestic women!"
The eight-faced Buddha, who was leaning on the side, couldn't help but sink slightly when he heard the second child talk about women again.
He came to Jiangbei City to do a big business, but this start was because the second child was looking for a woman, so He was buried in the funeral.
With a wry smile on his face, he said:
"It's such a reason, we must have a good time today!"
"Waiter, why is it so slow for you to find someone?
I've lost all my uncle's interest! "
The waiter outside the private room, hearing the howling inside, couldn't help rolling his eyes, glanced at the time, and then walked into the aisle.
I saw Mommy Aunt Mei, who was leading a bunch of new ladies to talk!
"Since you are here, when you come to our place, UU reading www.uukanshu.com must follow the rules. Anything the customer wants, you must think about the money, don't have trouble with yourself!"
"Look at him 3000 5000, as long as you dare to ask, the customer may give it to me. My Aunt Mei will share a little, and the rest are yours!"
"As for some of you newcomers, or those who do not sell themselves, you also want to know what age this is. If you want to make quick money, you have to let go!"
The gorgeous mommy Mei Mei glanced at everyone, especially Tang Wanwan, who stood out among a group of pheasants. She deliberately let go of her throat and said with a smile.
This made Tang Wanwan's pretty face blush, and she secretly screamed badly. I thought that looking for this part-time job was to serve dishes and deliver food or something.
Unexpectedly, she realized that something was not right when she came in. Now she bit her scalp and stood here, wishing to find a place to sew in, or run out of the gate.
But Tang Wanwan knew that this method had been tried by a few new part-time students in advance, and the result was that she was slapped a few times and ran back crying.
"Aunt Mei, the guests inside are urging, please call these young ladies in, I guess they can't wait!"
"This time, the newcomer looks pretty good. If you don't have that mole on this face, it's superb, it's really beautiful!"
The waiter ran up to take a look, then turned his head and smiled with Mommy Mei.
This made Tang Wanwan pale, and she learned the lesson from the last time. When she came to work part-time this time, she deliberately painted a large artificial mole on her face, which made her appearance no longer look outstanding.
"All of you, let me go in, and pay attention to what you just said!"
Aunt Mei nodded and said lightly.
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