Sometimes the changes in history are often due to a very trivial thing and an equally insignificant little person.
When we shout all day long and there is no bright spot in everyone's life, we don't know that we may be changing the world.
Brother Thirteen is just a little guy who can’t be any smaller.
Even if he breaks the sky, he is just a protection fee collector.
Usually he is fine with bluffing others, but if there is a fight, it won’t be his turn to take action.
Brother Thirteen Humming a little tune and driving the car into the garage, this is a simple It was converted into a bungalow.
Brother Thirteen added a layer on top of the bungalow and used it as his own nest.
After parking the car, Brother Thirteen took out the remote control and pressed it twice.
He turned around gorgeously and thought Going upstairs, at this moment, Brother Thirteen suddenly heard a heavy low groan.
"Oh my god, who is playing field games next to my house?"
Brother Thirteen walked out of the garage curiously and looked around, but suddenly the sound became heavier, and there was a bang, like knocking on some iron plate.
Brother Thirteen finally discovered the source of the sound this time.
It actually came from the bed of his pickup truck.
Could it be that some wild animal got into my car?
Brother Thirteen walked aside and turned on the lights in the garage, and then cautiously walked towards the back of the car.
When Brother Thirteen saw the person on the side of the truck clearly, he was really shocked.
It turned out to be a person.
There was a trace of blood on his face, and there was also a pool of blood on the side of the truck.
The whole person was The body of the truck was twitching unconsciously, as if it had been seriously injured.
"Damn it, I just went to the mountains to fight in the field.
Do you need to send someone to me?
God."
Brother Thirteen wailed depressedly, jumped into the car, and then stretched out his hand on the man's nose.
Explored.
"You're still alive.
Oh, what a damn bad luck."
Brother Thirteen didn't move the man, so he got into the car, started the car, and drove towards the Iron Shou Gang's private hospital.
"Thirteen, it's so late, what are you doing here?"
At the entrance of the hospital, Brother Thirteen met people from the Iron Hand Gang, and one of them even said hello to Brother Thirteen.
"It's okay, a friend of mine was hacked."
Brother Thirteen made an excuse at random.
You can't just say that someone fell from the sky and smashed my car.
"Where are they?
Damn it.
There's such a big hole in the chest.
Your friend is really unlucky.
Send him in quickly."
The few people who greeted Brother Thirteen also stepped forward to help.
This is the small gang.
The advantage is that there are only so many people in total, and everyone They are brothers who hang out together, so they will help with anything.
It would be great if big gangs like the Panlong Gang, the Zongheng Gang, have many subordinates, and each area is clearly divided, so they don't fight over territory, let alone unite and camaraderie. , helped each other.
Everyone hurriedly carried the injured person to the emergency room, and then it was the doctor's business.
Brother Thirteen was sitting outside the emergency room, flipping through his wallet in depression.
This inexplicable person made Brother Thirteen spend so much money.
It's worth thousands of dollars.
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This kind of person is really not something ordinary people can do.
Brother Thirteen is feeling depressed here, and Dong Dong is about to have an uproar.
"What are you saying that Emperor Qing was ambushed and his life or death is unknown?"
Ji Dong looked at his men in shock and anger.
"Yes, Qingdi's car was found on the side of the road five kilometers away," a man in a suit said with his head lowered.
"Holy crap, hurry up and arrange for someone to find his men.
Where is that clown?"
Ji Dong asked hurriedly.
"The clown had his hands and feet broken and was thrown into the woods."
"Now we're in big trouble."
Dong Dong took out a pack of cigarettes from the table and took out one with a slight trembling, "Quick, let me find it right away."
"yes" "Mr.
Musashi, I have doubts about your ability."
At the headquarters of the Zongheng Gang, Bai Hu said calmly while holding his mobile phone.
"Mr.
Baihu, you didn't tell us in advance that Qingdi had that kind of pill.
Because of this, my men and I were injured.
I hope you can give me an explanation."
Musashi's tone on the phone was not very good.
"Oh, I was negligent.
However, as the younger brother of Qinglong, Qingdi doesn't have anything to save his life.
It doesn't make sense.
None of you thought of this.
It only proves that your intelligence system still has big problems."
Bai Hu gestured to Hong Guan beside him with his eyes.
Hong Guan stepped forward and obediently massaged Bai Hu.
"Mr.
Baihu, according to my estimation, Qingdi has lost almost half of his life.
The most likely possibility now is that he has died in a mountain col."
Musashi said.
"It's best this way, otherwise it will be difficult for me to be a human being."
Bai Hu said and pressed the phone.
"Hong stick, tell me, is Qing Emperor still alive?"
Bai Hu asked with his eyes closed.
"She should still be alive."
Hong Guan nodded seriously.
"Oh why" "Because he is Qinglong's younger brother."
"Haha, indeed.
You should be prepared.
If the matter is exposed, just bring someone over and kill Musashi."
"yes."
At the same time, in a Ming and Qing Dynasty building in the capital, a man was sitting on the ground with his legs crossed and his eyes closed.
From time to time, bursts of green smoke rose from the incense burner next to him.
The whole room looked very simple.
There was a light blue sword on his back, and he was sitting there like a statue.
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Bang bang bang.
There was a knock on the wooden door.
"Come in."
The man said calmly, his voice was tepid and without any rhythm.
A man walked in from the door and whispered something.
"I understand, go down."
The man's tone did not change at all, and the expression on his face seemed to flicker because of the smoke.
After a while, the man sighed and stood up slowly, his body trembling slightly, as if his feet were numb after sitting alone for a long time.
"We're going out."
After the man walked out of the wooden door, a man standing with his back against the wooden door asked in a low voice.
"Go."
The man only said one word, then ignored the person next to him and slowly walked downstairs.
"Qinglong, kill less people."
The man's voice came from behind, a bit ethereal.
"good."
The green dragon appears in this world, and the storm is about to rise.
At this time, Zhao Tiezhu was standing behind Li Ling'er with an embarrassed look on his face.
"Ling'er, let's go home."
Zhao Tiezhu smiled bitterly and pulled Li Ling'er.
"No."
Li Ling'er looked at Zhao Tiezhu with eyes wide open and said, "To celebrate that I finally successfully got rid of the Qing Emperor, let's have a few more drinks."
"This..."
Zhao Tiezhu looked at the three empty bottles on the table.
It's so depressing.
You drank three bottles and started to drink like crazy.
Who wants to drink with you?
"Brother Tiezhu, are you still not a man?"
Li Ling'er frowned and looked at Zhao Tiezhu, "Ling'er let you kiss me and touch me, but I just let you drink with others.
Why are you so busy?
” "In this case, Ling'er, let's go home and drink.
After drinking, we can sleep," Zhao Tiezhu advised.
"Oh, I'm still sleeping after drinking.
Brother Tiezhu, how are you?
If Ling'er doesn't sleep with you, Ling'er will sleep with her husband," Li Ling'er said coquettishly.
Zhao Tiezhu looked at the people around him sheepishly and said, "Everyone, continue, everyone, continue, my friend is drunk, I'm sorry."
The people around him smiled kindly and said nothing.
Zhao Tiezhu directly picked up the drunk Li Ling'er, took a few cans of beer, and drove back to the villa
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