Zhao Qian looked at the startup icon of the phone that was getting brighter and brighter.
After a moment of silence, he stood up, picked up a red bucket, and walked out.
I swiped my card familiarly to get water from the water machine in the corridor.
I washed up, climbed into the unique iron-framed single bed in the university dormitory, and fell into a deep sleep.
In that station space, he didn't dare to sleep so deeply.
It's unreal, this is the feeling he has always had, it feels like he is in the clouds.
"Old Zhao" "Um."
One roommate poked his head in and then fell back on the bed.
The sun shines through the place where clothes are dried, and shines on the slightly dark white porcelain floor.
"What's the class today?"
Another person was dazedly touching his cell phone beside his bed.
He didn't respond, just wiped the water off his body and went to bed.
Relax, this is his current state.
Smelling the familiar smell of his own bed, each piece of Zhao Qian's body relaxed involuntarily due to tense nerves.
I fell asleep in just a few minutes.
Half awake and half asleep, he seemed to hear the screams of several roommates.
"Hey, old man Matsumoto's class is today, hurry up."
He didn't say anything, or didn't even think of asking them to help with the matter he ordered.
His roommates didn't bother him either.
In college, helping roommates is an essential thing that everyone can do.
Although sometimes it requires a little bit of technical content.
Something that everyone does tacitly.
When he got up again, he could already smell the takeaway aroma in the dormitory.
But he wasn't woken up by the sound of his roommate yelling and stroking, but by a phone call.
"Old Zhao, your phone is ringing."
Xiao Ming, who was under the bed, held his eyes on the bridge of his nose and took a bite of food.
Fish-flavored shredded pork rice bowl.
"Hello."
Zhao Qian was even a little annoyed now as he slid towards the answer button with a slight annoyance.
"Brother, Ah Si's batch of goods is lost."
The young man's voice on the other end of the phone instantly sobered up his sleepy mind.
"Do you know who it is?"
Half leaning on the bed frame behind him, an inexplicable cold light flashed in his eyes.
What happened at the station finally affected him, making him subconsciously think that violence was the best way.
Generally, in this situation, you should calmly analyze the twists and turns here.
"Not sure."
The other end said angrily and fell into silence for a while.
He sat there and listened to the honking sound coming from the other end, symbolizing the traffic in the free metropolis.
Sometimes, the metropolis is more like a prison.
"Wait for me at the school gate."
Putting down his cell phone, Zhao Qian hurriedly put on his clothes, then picked up an unopened fast food box on another roommate's table and started eating it.
The owner of the takeaway was wearing headphones and playing in a team fight without realizing it.
He calculated the time, put down the food in his hands and walked out.
Not long after leaving the house, Zhao Qian heard a scream coming from his dormitory.
"Mom, who ate my takeout?"
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He smiled knowingly.
As soon as he reached the school gate, a black SUV stopped in front of him.
The glass slid down, and Zhao Qian saw the familiar face wearing sunglasses.
He smiled and sat in the passenger seat next to the man.
Refusing to drop a Furongwang brand cigarette that was handed over to him, he took two Yida cigarettes from the green bottle on the front of his car and stuffed them into his mouth.
"I just woke up and didn't brush my teeth."
Zhao Qian said that the person in front of him was one of the children who came out of a closed welfare institution and grew up in a border city.
Wang Ming.
The man lit the unsent cigarette and started smoking.
"What's wrong with the eyes?"
He looked at Wang Ming, as if he could clearly see the bruises at the corners of his eyes through the dark sunglasses.
"The last time I went out alone, I got a nasty look from a dog."
As he spoke, he smiled and showed off his two rows of white teeth but a few missing ones.
"It's about the goods..."
"It's not that idiot.
He probably doesn't even know that we lost the goods."
Wang Ming was confident that he did not look like the so-called villains outside.
What eye-catching thick gold chain, or colorfully dyed and weird hairstyles.
That's something only a fool would do.
Being visible outside means that you are easily remembered and targeted by others.
At first glance, it looked like a bad guy's attire, which was done by the gangsters who watched the scenes at the border KTV, but it was also necessary for work.
After all, Zhao Qian himself had done this before.
"Whatever, I've stopped doing it for a long time anyway."
He watched him flick the ashes out of the car window little by little.
"The old man is dying.
In order to support his son, he specially invited him back from abroad."
Wang Ming took another puff of cigarette and suddenly said something confused.
The old man is their private name for the number one gangster on the border.
As for the person outside the country, he is one of his adopted sons, who is ranked 60 on the Baidao list and has been wanted by the Baidao for many years.
The Baidao Bang is also called the Bai Bang by those who know it.
The people who can be on the list are extremely cruel people.
Their presence can more or less threaten the safety of the authorities or some people.
For example, the one who killed the governor of the border province and placed his head in front of the police station in a high-profile manner.
This made the authorities furious and issued a wanted list.
The criminals that ordinary people can see on the surface are nothing in the eyes of people in their circle.
"What Ah Si smuggled this time is still the same as last time, 45 high imitation trolls" "No, watch."
The two of them chatted mindlessly like this until Zhao Qian got off the car.
Wang Ming is still half of his relatives, the rest will leave and die.
The rest are ruthless characters who can gain a foothold in the border city.
There is a decent cemetery in the suburbs where he buys a lot of flowers every year.
Ever since he strangled three of the group of people one night like he killed his own brother, he knew that he was not suitable for this line of work because his heart was not ruthless enough.
The gangster who was beaten to death by a group of teenagers had a more powerful father who was a big gangster.
The border was very chaotic at that time, and it was normal for a lot of people to die in a day.
As long as you have a weapon in your hand and someone dares to charge you, you will be the boss and you will be able to collect protection money.
And more importantly, its status was very embarrassing at that time.
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The military didn't want to take care of it, but the police couldn't.
Unlike now, Zhao Qian raised his head and looked at the piece above his head with the words "Border University" carved on it.
The country is the largest underworld, and he will not allow anything that threatens his face to exist.
Unless that thing is powerful enough.
Just like Mexican drug traffickers, they are so powerful that they give in to others.
Walking back to the dormitory step by step, he could still hear the noise coming from inside
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