forget the river mirror

Chapter 40

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When Lin Chuan recalled his childhood, at the bottom of the Cointreau Tower, three gangsters were gathering together to smoke.

Among them, a gangster with a green mohawk hairstyle was squatting on the ground, holding a cigarette butt that was about to go out, took a deep breath, looked at the balance information on the phone, squinted his eyes and said to his companion:
"What do you think Jiang Jinglin came from? You can get back 5000 yuan just by reporting an address. With the style of the vampires in the intermediary, the person who finds him can at least get a five-figure finding fee."

"He's called Jiang Yang, big brother, you're lucky too. I've dug mines with him, and I'll be content with picking up so much money for nothing. If it's really someone big, we'll have to walk around if we can't eat."

The gangster with ring-shaped luminous glasses next to him wore dark red dreadlocks, took the cigarette butt from his hand with an uneasy expression, lit the cigarette that had been in his mouth, took a deep breath, and exhaled. A smoke ring comes out.

The big green-haired brother said nonchalantly:

"Second brother, you have too much heart. We have copper fists here. We are not trying to rob them, or borrow some money to spend. Third child, are you sure they are going to the hotel upstairs?"

"Well, I saw them go in with my own eyes, it was on the 16th floor, but... Brother, they all live here, can they still have money?"

The third child who was leaning against the wall was still wearing a school uniform, but with a height of nearly two meters and a bright yellow cropped cut, he didn't look like a student at all.

The elder brother with green hair walked over and wanted to pat the back of the third child's head, but suffered from height problems, so he only patted the third child on the shoulder:
"What do you know? If we really live above the 99th floor, then it's still our business. Don't do it if you can't do it for a while, scare them, borrow some money and leave. They are all from other places. They definitely won't do it." Dare to cause trouble."

While talking, the three gangsters heard footsteps coming from the entrance of the alley, the second child wearing glasses hurriedly threw away the half-smoked cigarette in his hand, and stood up obediently.

Soon, Bronze Fist in a black windbreaker walked up to the three of them, and asked with some disgust:

"Are you sure it's a fat sheep?"

While speaking, the copper-colored arm exposed by the copper fist made all three of them feel a burst of inexplicable pressure.

In the underground black boxing arena in the eighth district, Bronze Fist once had an undefeated record of seven consecutive victories, but it was a pity that he acted too high-profile.

Afterwards, Tongquan bid farewell to the arena, devastated, and indulged in fun in Fengqing Street every day.

But even so, among these bottom-level hooligans, Tongquan is an existence that no one can afford to provoke. Occasionally, he will stand in for the hooligans, stand up for the hooligans, "borrow" some money, and live a comfortable life.

The elder brother with green hair said respectfully:

"I'm sure I can get you some pocket money..."

"Let's go, Xiao Taohong is still waiting for me."

Tongquan responded impatiently, and took the lead up the stairs.

(End of this chapter)