Professional Sugar Sprinkler Instruction Manual

Chapter 62

Stab has been on the road for a few years and has some skills. He used to manage a few big scenes, but the last time he entered the bureau and squatted for a few years, he was familiar with the cops. Arranging him to manage a casino and train a group of juniors, although compared with before, he is really down and out, but his life can be regarded as going on.

After squatting for the past two years, the stab head has squatted away his ambitions, so he can just make do with it.

Ye Ya is very inconspicuous among this group of younger brothers. He hasn't looked at him for half a year, but one night last summer, he got excited and called all the younger brothers to have barbecue and drink beer. Ye Ya didn't come for a long time. Zhang Le kept saying good things for him, and it wasn't until Ye Yayi rushed over to drink a glass of white wine that his face was reddened by the wine but he tried to hold his face, and then he got a little impression of him.

As soon as he noticed Ye Ya, he knew that he didn't belong to them. His eyes were too clean to do such dirty things. Later, when he found out that he went back to school, he was quite happy for him, but what did he think? I also don't understand why Ye Ya came to be a gangster.

Although he didn't understand the reason, the stab head still decided not to let him know these things that were dirtier than the surface. He didn't take him to the casino for a couple of rounds, but only came to this abandoned basement to play mahjong to pass the time.

With a cigarette in his mouth, Thorny looked at the cards in his hand with squinted eyes, threw down a second card, and said, "Damn, I'm so unlucky today, I have to lose again!"

Probably the good luck of today's stabbing head went to Ye Ya, Ye Yaxi said: "Damn!"

"You're paralyzed!" The stabbing head slapped Ye Ya's head.

It didn't take much effort to stab the head, but Ye Ya was still so shocked that he hugged his head, with aggrieved expression: "You can't blame me if you are lucky."

Little brother A was also annoyed, and looked at the stabbing head: "Boss, shall we hate him alone?"

Little brother B: "Xiaoye is too frightened, the three of us will beat him!"

Ye Ya: "???"

Next, Ye Ya was intercepted with one to three, and lost all his money in the afternoon.

Ye Ya came out with 300 yuan, and won seven or eight hundred in the last few rounds. Now he doesn't even have a steel coin in his pocket, and he is shrouded in a sluggish atmosphere, and he purses his mouth depressedly: "I don't Why are you acting so serious?"

Little brother A said naturally: "Because you pretended to be serious."

Ye Ya: "..." Blame me?

Younger brother B came back from buying food and brought a bottle of Laobaigan. As soon as he entered the door, he said in a low voice, "Boss, on the way back, I ran into a cripple and flew away."

Ye Ya's body froze, and she looked over straight.

Younger brother B didn't notice Ye Ya's gaze, put down the things in his hands, and said again: "I heard that he has been selling drugs recently, and he has made a lot of money. I see him smiling, his eyes are almost in his bones."

Lame Fei is on another path. Last year, he got into trouble because of disturbances and thorns in the venue, but it was not too big, at best it was unsatisfactory.

The stab head is not interested in how much other people earn, so he said coldly, "Oh", just as he untied the bag of lo mei, he caught a glimpse from the corner of the eye that Ye Ya almost rushed towards the younger brother B, and grabbed the younger brother B's body hard Shoulder, "Cripple fly?"

Younger brother B was a little startled by the stern look on Ye Ya's face, startled for a moment, and tied his tongue: "Yes, yes, what's the matter?"

Ye Ya stared at younger brother B, the hatred surging in his heart almost swallowed him, his eyes were red, but there was a sense of determination, "Damn it!"

The stabbing head paused, turned to look at him, and asked coldly: "Do you have a grudge against him?"

Ye Ya clenched his fists, he couldn't stop trembling whenever he thought of the scene of his grandpa falling in the snow, he had remembered the name "Cripple Fei" for almost four years, it was Lame Fei!There is also one named Abin!Let grandpa be separated from him by yin and yang...Damn it!

In the past few years, he has been inquiring about the two of them, but he has heard that they went to other cities to do business, but he still has a glimmer of hope. He knows that Lame Fei's wife and children are still in the city, and he can't go anywhere. will be back.

Hearing this name from younger brother B just now, Ye Ya almost flicked it on a conditioned reflex. He was already sensitive to this name, and he wanted to kill someone when he heard the name.

He wanted to kill these two beasts, two lives for one life!

Before reuniting with Ji Huaiyuan, he had always thought this way, he just wanted to take revenge and surrender himself, he had no intention of living.

Ji Huaiyuan's smile appeared in his mind.

It's just that he now has the... spiritual pillar to survive.

Ye Ya's eyes were bloodshot and his nose was sore and astringent. He pressed his thumb hard, trying to let the physical pain cover the pain in his heart.

He knelt down in front of the stabbing head, his eyes were clouded with mist, and he shouted softly, "Brother!"

Stab's face was serious, but he didn't ask Ye Ya to get up, "Let's talk."

With a strong voice of despair and grief, he squeezed out forcefully through his teeth, "Cripple, lame, fly him...kill...my grandpa."

"When did this happen?"

Ye Ya didn't want to think about that scene again, and whispered: "A few years ago."

The stabbing head asked again in a calm voice: "So you want revenge?"

"Never broke!"

In the blink of an eye, an idea suddenly popped up in Stab's mind, "That's why you joined our gang?"

Ye Ya gritted her teeth and nodded frankly.

"I only have one grandfather..."

Litou lit a cigarette irritably, took a puff and expelled the smoke from his nose, "No one has two."

Normally, Ye Ya had already laughed dryly, but this time, he still had red eyes, stared closely at the thorn head, squirmed his lips and said in a low voice: "I need your help..."

"What do you want him to do?"

Ye Ya angrily said: "Prison!"

"Just go to jail?" Stabtou laughed, the scar on his face was pulled so ferociously, "I thought you wanted me to kill him."

Ye Ya was stunned, and then lowered his voice: "How come, killing people will pay for their lives... How could I ask you to help me kill people..."

"Get up." Before he finished smoking, he immediately pressed the cigarette end, "It's easy to squat for a few years, isn't he dealing drugs, his hands and feet are not clean, just digging his own grave."

Ye Ya stood up and sat next to the stab head, watching silently as the stab head unwrapped the food box unhurriedly, and then asked the bewildered younger brother to open the wine bottle, poured himself a glass, and smacked He took a sip and glanced at Ye Ya, "You eat too."

Ye Ya was still in a mood of grief and indignation, not in the mood to eat, he shook his head, poured himself a glass, raised his glass to Sting Tou, "Brother, I will thank you for this glass!"

After saying that, Ye Ya raised his head and took a deep breath. Liquor burned from his mouth along his throat all the way to his stomach like fire. He frowned unacceptably. He hadn't drank for a long time, and he couldn't bear it.

Sting Tou slowly ate vegetables, thinking to himself, and after a while asked the two younger brothers, "What's going on with Cripple Fei recently? How long will he stay in the city?"

Little Brother A immediately said: "I'll check right away!"

The stab head clicked his tongue, and called to little brother A, "I can't be in a hurry, let's eat first."

Ye Ya gave a low "hmm", "Anyway, if you can escape, the monk can't escape the temple."

"The cripple Fei's wife and children are here, do you want to teach him a lesson?" Little brother B suddenly said, making a gesture of wiping his neck.

Ye Ya hurriedly refused: "No, it's not about his wife and children, don't hurt the innocent."

Statou suddenly laughed when he heard this: "Then Po Zifei has also hurt them by being imprisoned."

Ye Ya shook his head, "It's different, he deserved to go to jail."

...have to have a bottom line but not a virgin.

Ye Ya poured another glass of wine, toasted everyone present, and took another sip.

The stabbing head didn't stop him, he let him drink, and he probably only had this way to express his gratitude now.

After drinking a few cups, Ye Ya's vision gradually became blurred, and her mind gradually became dizzy.

"The cripple Fei and I also have some grievances, and we just settle the old and new grudges together." Stab looked at Ye Ya's already flushed face, and took the wine glass from his hand, "Don't drink it."

Ye Ya squinted and smiled: "Thank you brother!"

"Are you drunk?" the stab head asked.

Ye Ya shook her head, the flow of consciousness was extremely slow, "I don't know..."

Sting Tou clicked his tongue, "If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't let you drink it, how did you go back?"

Ye Ya acted as if he hadn't heard, but still looked at the stab head sincerely, and sincerely thanked, "Brother, thank you, thank you sincerely."

"Thank you for being paralyzed, how do you go back?" Stabtou frowned, and the little brother next to him said, "Brother, find Xiaoye's mobile phone and ask his family to pick it up."

The stabbing head gave a "hmm" and touched Ye Ya's trouser pocket. He touched both sides, but they were all empty. He asked, "Where is your mobile phone?"

Ye Ya chuckled: "I didn't bring it!"

The stabbing head hit Ye Ya's head with a chestnut, angrily: "I'm so proud of not taking you!"

Ye Ya hugged her head, curled her lips aggrievedly, "Brother, why are you beating people? My father doesn't even beat me."

Stinghead: "Where is your father?"

"At home!"

Stab's face turned even darker, "Where is your home?"

Ye Ya's tone was even more pitiful: "Tonggang Green Garden."

The stabbing head directly called a car, paid the money, reported the address, and asked the driver to drag him away.

Seven or eight o'clock is the time when the summer night just falls.

It was just dark, and the street lights came on.

Ji Huaiyuan went to look for someone with a gloomy face, but he still didn't see anyone when he came back at night. When he called, he found Ye Ya's mobile phone left at home. He pressed his forehead and walked out of the community facing the night.

A taxi stopped at the entrance of the community, and no one came down for a long time.

Ji Huaiyuan walked straight towards the car as if he had sensed it.

As soon as he approached, the car door opened, and the driver walked down with a bitter face to drag the passenger in the back seat. Ye Ya was dragged down, laughing non-stop, "I'll sing for you next time, uncle."

Ji Huaiyuan paused.

The driver was very depressed, why did he pick up such a customer, drink and make troubles all the way, grabbed the seat and sang to him, from flying freely to the most dazzling national style, singing and stringing lyrics.

Ye Ya turned around with a smirk, took two staggering steps, and suddenly several blurry figures appeared in front of him, swaying together, he rubbed his eyes, and his vision became clearer, "Hey, Dad."

Ji Huaiyuan went up to meet him, raised his hand to support Ye Ya's shoulder, and smelled alcohol all over his body, "Drinking again?"

"I just drank a little." Ye Ya muttered, "Dad, hold on tighter, I feel like I'm stepping on a cloud, am I a little angel?" Can't stop laughing.

Ji Huaiyuan couldn't help laughing, and whenever he was drunk, he called his father.

"Why drink?"

Ye Ya didn't have any strength in his legs, and his whole body weight was leaning on Ji Huaiyuan's body. "He said he would help me. I'm happy, so I drank a little." He stretched out his index finger and thumb to make gestures, "Just throw it away. leave……"

"Who wants to help you?"

"Brother Stinghead! He said he would help me keep an eye on Cripple Fei. As long as he catches the handle, he will go to jail. Hehe, I can finally take revenge..."

Ji Huaiyuan supported Ye Ya steadily, and slowly walked into the community. He frowned, and he could roughly understand how to straighten out his thoughts. Ye Ya said it lightly, but the danger involved was self-evident, "Do you want to participate?"

Ye Ya shook his head slowly, "Brother Stinghead said he didn't want me to interfere, he said I'm useless... just call me over when the time comes..."

Only then did Ji Huaiyuan feel relieved, Ye Ya suddenly laughed, showing his white teeth, "Dad, I'm so happy!"

"Well, one point for celebration."