Urban Feng Shui Master

Chapter 370 Days
Trails without street lights are usually not very attractive, at least for normal people, but the gangster three in the Kowloon community likes such trails very much.

Because in a way, he's got to get rich off of it.

There is a trail three streets away from the Kowloon community, where there were originally two old incandescent lamps lighting it up, and the light bulbs have never remained intact since the bald man gave a few lollipops to the nearby children .

One end of the trail is the road, and the other end leads to the community.For some residents of the Kowloon community, it's a nice shortcut.

Taking shortcuts often requires a corresponding price, and Scarlet Three sticks his seven-inch short knife on from time to time, waiting to collect the price.

Maybe it's because the residents are afraid of getting into trouble, maybe it's because of the coincidence of the timing of the crime. In short, in the past two years, he has made a lot of money on the trails, but he has never been caught by the police.

"It's called the number of days, do you understand?" Scarlet Tou San once flaunted the wine bottle to those cronies, "God is watching over me."

The gangster who believes in the number of days will toss a coin every time before committing a crime. If heads come up, he will go, and if tails come up, he will not go.In his opinion, this is the reminder from God to him.

Recently, Laitou San's hand style is not very smooth, losing money playing cards, losing money playing mahjong, losing money playing Pai Gow, and finally even playing QQ chess and card games.

"Damn, it's time to go to work." Scarlet Tousan touched the pitiful coins in his pocket, and went home to pick up the short knife.

Maybe God is telling him that he should work, and maybe he can kill a fat sheep tonight, or meet a beautiful woman with a good figure, and come to have both money and sex...

The mangy third looked at the plastic alarm clock on the table, although he wished he could set the hands to 11:30 right now, but he still had to wait.

Because the nearby patrol car will pass the dark lane at 45:[-].

The coin toss was still a must, but tonight the coin that landed and spun played a little trick on him. When the spin stopped, the coin didn't fall, but stood upright.

Scarlet Tou San didn't bother to think about it, because the meaning was so easy to understand.

"It's not going, it's not not going, it's okay to go or not."

At 48:[-], Scarlet Tou San wandered into the trail, and when he was done, he still laughed at the red and blue lights of the police cars in the distance.

At 51:[-], Lean Tou San was leaning against the utility pole of the trail, with an unlit cigarette dangling from his mouth, and lazily staring at both ends of the trail.

At [-]:[-], there was a sound of high-heeled shoes from the side of the trail near the road. The scarlet-headed man regained his spirits, wiped the saliva from his mouth, and took out a short knife to make money and sex, but the high-heeled shoes seemed to hesitate. The crossing turned back to the road again and gradually disappeared.

At [-]:[-], four or five men who seemed a little drunk came pushing and shoving from the other side of the community, and the three skinheads hid themselves in the dark, impatiently waiting for the group of drunks to disappear.

21:12... 30:[-]...

At [-]:[-], Man Tou San yawned bitterly, rubbing the cigarette that was already wet with saliva in boredom, and scattered the fallen tobacco leaves all over the floor.

It seems that tonight's business can't be done. Just as this thought was flashing in his mind, there was a sound of procrastinating footsteps from the other side of the road.Scarlet Tou San didn't immediately get excited this time, but held his breath, carefully judging the speed and distance of the approaching footsteps.

Soon, he was sure that the first business tonight was about to open.

Judging from the light coming in from the trailhead, the sound of footsteps belonged to a man of medium build, not tall, and seemed to be carrying a briefcase in his hand. His walking posture looked a little lazy, and he should be a guy who just got off the night shift.

Pa, Mantou San lit a cigarette, and turned out from behind the telephone pole in a very arrogant manner, shaking the short knife in his hand a few times in front of the lighter flame.

"Watches, mobile phones, wallets, necklaces, bracelets, mp3s, laptops." The skinny man narrowed his eyes, and told the person in front of him a string of nouns.

Pa, that man also lit a cigarette, and still walked forward lazily, as if he didn't notice the existence of Scarlet Three at all.

"Did you hear me?!" Scarlet San didn't like the feeling of being ignored, so he waved the dagger vigorously.

"I heard that, I'm not interested in those things." The man finally stopped, looking lazily at Xiao Heipi with a cigarette in his mouth, the flickering light from the cigarette butt illuminated the man's dark face with a lazy smile on it.

"Damn, I'm not selling illegal goods!" Scarlet Tou San was a little annoyed, "Take out all the valuable things on your body, don't make me trouble you."

The man still didn't have any intention of cooperating, just continued to smoke, and looked at Scarlet Three with interest.

"Fuck, are you so fucking stupid?!" Scarlet Tou San started to wave his hand holding the dagger, "Hurry up and take out your valuables, don't force me to bleed you!"

"What do you want money for?" The man pressed out the cigarette butt on the wall, took out his mobile phone and looked at it, "You have no chance to use it."

The man's tone of voice was light, with a hint of a smile on his face. Normally, it would sound like a joke, but in this dark alleyway, it sounded weird and scary.

"Bang", probably because of the heat, the plastic lighter that had been burning in the hand of Scarlet Three exploded suddenly. Coincidentally, at this time, red and blue lights flashed on the side of the path next to the road.

The mangy man trembled in his heart, turned around and ran away, probably because he was worried about being chased by the police. After running not far, he stepped on the trash can and turned over to the top of the wall on one side, and then jumped.

The wall is not high, no more than [-] meters at most, but after jumping down three times, the man's feet did not touch the ground immediately. While he was wondering, he suddenly remembered that the foundation was being dug on this side of the wall, and the pit more than ten meters deep was full of trees. Rebar...

"Ah..." Scarlet Tou San only had time to utter half a scream, and a burst of heart-piercing pain made him completely lose consciousness.

"Oh, why bother..." The man on the trail was Yi Boer who came over just in time. Seeing the figure of Scarlet San disappearing from the wall, he scratched his head and continued walking towards the community, as if nothing had happened. born.

Taking a bath is a wonderful thing, especially soaking in a luxurious jacuzzi.This is Ding Zhengtao's biggest hobby. Of course, a glass of old whiskey is indispensable.

In the global divination competition five years ago, Cai Wen, the descendant of the six-line divination line, won the Gypsy Yi Boer by a narrow margin of one point. According to the rules of the competition, he will serve as the special judge for this session.

In the competition five years ago, five contestants died before the competition started. Naturally, this year's competition is even more tragic, because it coincides with the [-]th anniversary of the competition, and the winner will receive the highest honor in the divination world.But the more intense the competition, the greater the benefits Ding Zhengtao will gain as the chief manager.

However, for Ding Zhengtao, serious Cai Wen is a headache for him.

(End of this chapter)