Ninth Special District

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The second elder Ma confusedly took the phone and asked: "The third boy asked me to talk to Mao, what can I say to him?"

"... I don't know, anyway, he asked me to bring you a message and said to meet and chat." The friend responded softly.

The second elder Ma thought about it for a while, and immediately said with a smile: "OK, let's talk. But I can't go to him, I will give him an address at night, you let him come."

"Well, then I will tell him later."

"that is it."

After a few chats, Ma's second son didn't take this as an important thing, and still fell asleep with his head covered.

...

The street names of Songjiang are very mixed, although most of them are named in Chinese, but there are also European-style ones. This style is because there are many races in the Ninth Special Administrative Region, and there are all kinds of people with different skin tones, so it will give residents a sense of belonging in this detail.

At 8:30 in the evening, the youngest man led two friends on Charles Street in Nancheng, and was taken into a dilapidated building on the street.

On the third floor, the crowd came to a vocal, smoke-filled chess room, and Ma's second child was sitting on a table in the back, wearing a cotton coat, waving his hand with a smile: "Come, come and sit . "

The third young man fangs his teeth, striding forward and sitting opposite the second horse.

"Play two laps?" Ma Lao asked, playing mahjong.

"OK, play chant." The youngest nodded.

"Come on, come and play with us, and play with us." Ma's second child shouted.

It didn't take long for the two guys to step out of the chess room and sit at the table. The four men scrubbed and played mahjong.

After playing for two laps, Ma's second child did not take the initiative to ask the third child because he was looking for himself, and he only concentrated on playing mahjong. And when the third boy looked at the other party and did not talk about the matter, he could only take the lead in saying: "Primary two, the things on the dirt street were all gone. The two of us went through the whole thing, and the loss was not small. You see When you came back this time, we didn't say anything, and didn't find any trouble. You had fixed Yongdong two days ago, and Hua Ge said nothing, right? "

"Thirty thousand." Ma Shou bowed his head and continued to play cards without answering.

"There is an old saying that you can make money with harmony." The third son continued with patience: "You keep the drug prices so low. Once the buyers are used to it, everyone's profit space will be compressed. It ’s not good to say, everyone is doing this for money, and no one wants to save all sentient beings? Then let ’s fight like this, you have to hide from Tibet, and our goods are not easy to sell ... Finally, that Is n’t it just both?

"Hehe!" Ma, the second child smiled, looked up and looked at the youngest responded: "In the beginning, we are willing to be younger brothers, we are willing to follow your **** to pick up food, but you can't bear it, you must die Li Zheng. Now that you are hurt, hurt, and want to start talking again, is that possible? Hey, did Yuan Hua think of himself as God, and think Songjiang could sing Hallelujah by himself? Haha! "

The third son heard this, and his face was not good-looking: "You said this would be boring, and I wanted to talk about it for everyone's sake."

"I really want to talk?" Ma Lao Er asked with a neck.

"Then I don't want to talk, what am I doing here, playing mahjong with you?" The youngest smiled helplessly.

"Okay, then I will talk about the conditions." Ma's second buttoned his buttonhole and looked down at Mahjong. "Songjiang's market is divided into two parts. The black block and dirt street are all for us, and the rest are for you. You Do n’t come in to release the goods, I ’ll raise the retail price to the same as you. "

The third boy was stunned for a long time when he heard this: "Are you kidding me?"

"I'm so busy, make you smile, who can award me a prize?" Ma Lao Er snorted electronic cigarette.

Lao San looked at Ma Lao Er with a pale face: "So do you think we can agree to your proposal? The most popular food in Songjiang is the Heijie area, and Tujia Street accounts for 70% of Heijie's Quantity. We'll give you all these two places. Does that guy drink northwest wind? "

"You have to talk about it, then I have to say something? You can disagree, and I didn't force you, right?" Ma Lao responded blankly.

The third child gritted his teeth in silence.

"I'm wondering, Yuan Ke can't be the master on your side. You said you came to talk to me?" Ma Erji looked at the youngest man with a crooked neck, and his tone was full of irony: "I control you for five yuan You have to declare it upwards. You said, we have a talk about it? In this way, you go back and tell Yuan Hua that he wants to be sincere. You let him come by himself, will you? "

"What the **** do you mean?" The youngest man was anxious on the spot when he was despised, and stood up and shouted.

"Brother, when will you be able to grow up?" Ma's second child looked up at him and asked, "What are you going to do with me?"

When the third boy heard this, his heart was suffocating and exploding, but when he remembered his own purpose today, he could only endure.

"I still have the same sentence. If I want to talk, let Yuan Hua come over to share the site." Ma, the second brother, smoking a cigarette, bowed his head and said: "It's confusing, all the same, breaking the nine, adding ... come and put money Finish and go. "

The third son clenched his fists and bowed his head to pull out his wallet: "Ma second son, are you more and more like a big brother now?"

"That's not okay. You can mix with me, I really lack a negotiator like you."

"Go to NM." The youngest scolded and threw his head down and said, "I'll go back and discuss with Hua Ge about what you said."

"I'm waiting for your news, brother." Ma's second child collected the money.

...

After a few minutes.

In the police car, the third son called Yuan Hua's phone: "Hua, I saw Ma's second son."

"What did he say?"

"He asked us to bring Black Street to Dirt Street and let him give it."

"... So what did you say?"

"I didn't dare to say anything to death, so I said to discuss it with you first." The youngest responded truthfully.

"Okay, I know. Come back."

"Hole!"

After talking, the two ended the call.

In the Grand Palace, Yuan Hua turned his head to look at Yongdong and said, "This ma's second child really can't float ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ I want the medicine right of the entire Black Street and dirt street."

"Oh." Yong Dong smiled: "It's okay for this stupid bird to go to the planning area as a thunder, but he's still far from doing business and talking about buying and selling."

"What's the next step?" Yuan Hua asked.

"In this way, you first let the third ..." Yong Dong muttered to Yuan Hua.

...

At the entrance of No. 88 courtyard, Qin Yu locked the old cat on his motorcycle and came to the door with some dinner. But before people could enter, they heard a disturbing sound from the room.

"Xiangxiang, it is so quiet late at night, I love you so deep ... Come and come, I will show you palmistry."

"Daya, you let me go."

"Little girl, don't push me."

"...!"

"Ok???"

Outside the door, Qin Yu was instantly stunned.