Chapter 361 Why Haven’t You Come Yet?

That night, Nongerjiao Restaurant, corner of the hall.

Different from the bustling hall where dozens of people gathered to gamble, the three tables placed in the northwest corner only had five guests sitting by the window, picking up food and eating.

A middle-aged man with a shaved head said nonchalantly to the man sitting next to him who was just eating vegetables:

"Old A, it's been so many years, who still remembers you? Do you have to have your eyes wandering like a monkey even when you're eating?"

"Hey, it's so peaceful to eat in the private room upstairs, why bother going to this corner where it's noisy and musty."

Old A put down the chopsticks in his hands, swallowed the food in his mouth, picked up the wine glass with both hands, stood up, and said in a deep voice:

"Brothers, I'm sorry. After running around for so many years, I'm used to it. Let me give you a toast first!"

Old A's face is pointed and thin, with protruding cheekbones, like a vulture with its mouth cut off. His eyes have more whites than the average person, and he has a somewhat evil look. He is less than 1.6 meters tall and is full of flesh. His exposed skin is covered with Buddhist scriptures. Shaped tattoos, even the neck are special Buddhist patterns.

After taking a sip of the wine in the glass, Old A sat down and stretched out his bright red tongue to lick his lips, feeling a little unfinished.

Then he said gloomily: "I was drinking in the private room upstairs, and I didn't even know that I was surrounded by the police. There are many people in the hall. If something happens, it's easy to support someone."

Upon hearing this, several people glanced at each other, and a chill inadvertently crawled up everyone's backs.

In his early years, Lao A was generous and made a lot of money quickly.

Everyone was having a good time.

He looks more like a kind, fat businessman. "Harmony brings wealth" and "asking gods and worshiping Buddha" are also mantras he has always said.

Unexpectedly, after committing the crime and hiding out for several years, when he came back, he would be a completely different person.

The bald middle-aged man peeked at Old A's exposed tattoo of the glaring Buddha. Thinking of that rainy night with gunfire more than ten years ago, he couldn't help but swallow a few mouthfuls of saliva. He didn't dare to underestimate Old A, who was dressed in poor clothes, and his title changed back to Once upon a time.

"Brother A, after you leave, the brothers will not be able to do anything else and can only go back to their old business. Thanks to you, I did make some money in the past few years."

They are all in this business. Old A is a local from Yong'an. This time he sneaked back to Dongzhou and came directly to his door. Everyone knew it.

I'm here to settle a bill.

The bald middle-aged man who was the leader did not hide it, but directly talked about the matter. The meal was almost done, and it was time to get down to business.

Old A took a bite of the fish and said as he ate, "Yeah, I know. You guys are pretty smart, and you also know how to bribe the old people in the village to block the way at the bottom of the mountain. Hey, the police can't do anything about this kind of old scoundrel. "

The bald middle-aged man picked up the cigarettes on the table, took out one and handed it to Old A, and said modestly:

"Brother A, these are all three-legged cat skills that cannot be put on the stage. But we did rely on the food you rewarded us to be where we are today. We are very grateful to you. If you have anything to do in the future, we can help you. Just say hello.”

Old A raised his chopsticks and waved his hand without taking the cigarette. He gave a satisfying burp, wiped his mouth, and said simply:

"Let's not go around here and say all these polite words. I left in a hurry back then, and there was still more than one million in cash in the safe in the office. I should have divided it among you.

"After I left, you also made a lot of money using my name. Well, I don't want more, just two million. If you just put this amount of money together, it won't affect the family. From now on, we will be together." Cleared.”

Old A was a golden sign back then.

There is a special car to pick you up the mountain.

As long as you reach the top of the mountain, you are a VIP. Not only food and accommodation are included in the wilderness, but you can also order food! In addition, there is unlimited mobile WIFI for free use.

No matter at any time, win or lose. As long as you want to go down the mountain, a car will be arranged to escort you down the mountain even in the middle of the night.

Sometimes I’m worried that a customer will win money and die, or lose money and seek death, so he will thoughtfully send it to his home.

We have had good reputation for several years and have never had any mistakes.

So after Old A ran away in an accident, several of his subordinates concealed the matter. He turned around and continued to do the old business in Yongan under the name of Old A. Over the past few years, he also made a lot of money.

"Two million, that's enough money to put in several sacks." An old man muttered, his voice not loud, but not quiet, just enough for the few people at the table to hear.

The bald middle-aged man first glared at where the old man was sitting, then quickly picked up the wine bottle on the table and filled up another glass for Old A, and said apologetically:

"Brother A is still the same as before, fair. We stopped trading a long time ago. Now we are all living on the old bottom line, and there won't be much left in a few years. Brother A, can you see if you can do less?"

Old A snorted coldly: "Back then, if you did one business, not counting the high profit, you could get more than 100,000 yuan just for the turnover alone. You stole my golden sign and opened it for several years, and I only wanted your profits from ten games. How much more?" Already?"

"When we restarted the game, we did a lot of things up and down."

"But we do have difficulties now."

"Yes, yes, brother A, you don't know how strict the police have been in recent years."

"It's too difficult. Even if we want to open a billiards room, we can't do it. We come to the door every day to check the ID cards of guests if they have nothing to do! This scares everyone away!"

"Yes! It's really difficult!"

Old A raised his hand and slapped the table. With a "snap", the dishes and bottles on the table jingled.

The hall was bustling with people, so the noise was loud enough to cover the noise, but there were still a few people standing on the side looking at Old A.

Old A ignored them, squinted his eyes and looked at them one by one. He took out an object wrapped in a black plastic bag from his trouser pocket and slapped it on the table. He gritted his teeth and said:

"Don't refuse a toast. I've been in trouble outside for a few years. I'll definitely die if I go to jail! You guys don't want to spend my miserable life with me now that you've made enough money, right?

"Is this a lot of money? "

Gun!

Everyone's face changed drastically, and their hearts suddenly sank. The shootings committed by Old A in the past all came to mind at once. Perhaps in the next moment, they will face the danger of the year again.

The momentum of this person with lives on his hands is really not false at all.

The former subordinates of Old A, headed by the bald middle-aged man, are crying poor, saying openly and secretly that they have no money; and now, Old A is telling this group of former subordinates to pay for their lives, otherwise Old A, who will die anyway, will definitely put his threat into action.

"Not much, not much, Brother A is still authentic."

The bald middle-aged man hurriedly bowed his head to admit his mistake. While turning his head back, he couldn't help but glance at the direction of the restaurant entrance frequently, as if he was waiting for someone.