Fairy, please pay me back.

Chapter 9: Nine Pools of Blood

The capable man looked at the cheeky Jian Fusheng and smiled without saying a word.

The clerk behind the counter glanced sideways at Jian Fusheng and said disdainfully:
"You little loser, you are so proud. You dare to take advantage of our brother Kun. Why don't you go out and find out who our brother Kun is!"

After saying that, the clerk smiled charmingly, deliberately pulled down the V-shaped collar, and approached the man nicknamed Brother Kun, and said coquettishly:
"Brother Kun, don't look for Xiaoyu tonight, I'll go with you!"

Brother Kun waved his hand and smiled at the clerk:

"It doesn't matter. I have a certain affinity with this guy. Go get two boxes of '[-] Magnum' for him and charge them to my account."

Jian Fusheng was overjoyed. A box of these 1000 Magnum bullets cost [-] yuan, and two boxes cost nearly [-] yuan. He was getting a big advantage.

Chong Kun hugged his fists, Jian Fusheng bowed and thanked:
"Brother Kun, it's my blessing to meet you. Even if I borrowed these two boxes of ammunition from you, I will definitely be rewarded generously when I have money on hand!"

With that said, Jian Fusheng took out his mobile phone and prepared to borrow money online.

Brother Kun patted Jian Fusheng on the shoulder and said with a smile:
"There's no rush to transfer money. Come on, follow me to the private room and sit down."

Following Brother Kun into a corridor, Jian Fusheng realized that there were VIP rooms in this store. It turned out that the potbellied people sitting on the sofa in the lobby were not big customers. For someone like Brother Kun, it would be okay to come here once. You have to buy millions of goods to be considered a real money owner!
The private room is spacious and bright, with luxurious decoration, a wall-mounted projection screen, a large crescent-shaped sofa, a colorful prism crystal lamp above the head, and a marble coffee table filled with red wine and fruit plates.

A delicate beauty was leaning on the sofa, wearing only a lace suspender bra, twisting a blood-red cherry and placing it between two red lips.

Brother Kun lay down on the sofa and raised his chin at the beauty.

The beauty understood and immediately got up and left the room. When she passed by Jian Fusheng at the door, she smiled charmingly and deliberately rubbed against Jian Fusheng.

Jian Fusheng has been a virgin for two lifetimes. He has never experienced such a battle, and his neck is red.

Brother Kun saw Jian Fusheng's embarrassment, smiled calmly, and pointed at the sofa next to him:
"Come, come and sit."

Jian Fusheng walked to the sofa and put down the schoolbag behind him, feeling uneasy in his heart.

Brother Kun met him by chance, but he sold a good gun at a low price, gave him bullets as a gift, and even invited him to a private room for a chat... I always felt that something was wrong!
Don't be tired of playing with women...

Did you take a fancy to my color?
Jian Fusheng felt a little scared.

Brother Kun took out a pack of "Daming National Cigarettes" from his arms, lit one himself, and then handed one to Jian Fusheng.

Jian Fusheng nodded and waved his hands, evading:
"Thank you Brother Kun, I don't smoke."

Brother Kun sneered and said:

"Seeing you reminds me of my youth. The first time I came to the Black Triangle, I was still a high school student, carrying a bag... I bought a gun for hunting. At that time, gun control was very strict. A man walked in I’m also panicking about the gun store!”

Jian Fusheng nodded, with a few drops of cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

I originally thought that the schoolbag was a travel model, and I had done enough homework. The black triangle should be perfectly disguised.

Who knows that if you really meet a powerful person, you can see through your own reality at a glance.

I am still too young!
After thinking about it, Jian Fusheng smiled awkwardly and said:
"To tell you the truth, I'm actually a college student. My classmates invited me to go hunting with them, but I didn't have a gun license, so I came here to buy a gun."

This was half true and half false. When Jian Fusheng saw Brother Kun nodded, he guessed that he believed it.

After taking a puff of cigarette, Brother Kun smiled and said:
"Actually, you don't have to pay for this gun. I'm short of people recently. If you can help me with some small things, I can give you the gun! In addition, you can also make a little money, enough for you to pick up a few It’s a little girl!”

Jian Fusheng frowned, not knowing how to reply to this.

In his previous life, his parents were intellectuals and received traditional education. Jian Fusheng's three views were relatively positive. He didn't want to get involved with the people and things in the black triangle.

But just refuse. Jian Fusheng is afraid of losing Brother Kun's face. If he suddenly turns against him, Jian Fusheng is no match for him now.

Brother Kun saw Jian Fusheng hesitating there, pointed to the door, and asked with a smile:

"That gun girl who went out just now, is she pretty?"

Jian Fusheng nodded.

She does look good!

Brother Kun blew out a smoke ring and said with a meaningful smile:
"If you are willing to do something for me, I will call her here right now and give you two private rooms..."

After a pause, Brother Kun specially added: "Her name is Xiaoyu. She is the ace salesperson in the store and knows a lot of things!"

When Jian Fusheng heard this, his heart beat faster and his face turned red.

The temptation to have such a sexy beauty at his fingertips is too great for a young boy like him!
But Jian Fusheng knew in his heart that once he slept with the beauty sent by Brother Kun, even if he fell into a den of thieves, it would be difficult to figure it out again in the future.

Traveling through one life, Jian Fusheng's original dream was to become an entrepreneur. Although it has now become a dream of immortality, it does not conflict with doing business.

But there is absolutely no way for Jian Fusheng to join the underworld. There are so many legal ways to make money, so why should he take risks?

After a fierce struggle, Jian Fusheng finally kept his heart.

After taking a long breath, Jian Fusheng organized his words and declined:

"Brother Kun, you are my noble man, and I am lucky to meet you. But my little brother's family is from a rural area. My parents are exposed to the wind and sun all day long in the fields. It is really not easy to raise me. They hope that I can work in a big company. , where is Guangzong Yaozu..."

Brother Kun said nothing and stared coldly at Jian Fusheng for a long time.

It wasn't until he saw Jian Fusheng dripping with cold sweat that he suddenly laughed and put out the cigarette butt in his hand.

Patting Jian Fusheng's shoulder, Brother Kun said:

"Not bad, not bad! I didn't expect you to be so determined at such a young age! I remember when I was young, my eldest brother brought a fat woman over and asked me to hand over the gun in a daze and become someone's little brother... so do you Don’t be afraid, I never force anyone to do anything for me! We feel like old friends once we meet, so we can just chat..."

Jian Fusheng said a few polite words and listened attentively. He knew that too many words would lead to mistakes, so he cherished his words like gold when chatting.

Brother Kun didn't mind either. He talked about the past and present, and talked about many things about the Black Triangle.

After chatting for a while, Jian Fusheng finally figured out a question:
Why are the gangs here recruiting?

It turns out that just half a year ago, the Black Triangle ushered in a major reshuffle. The big and small gangs fought continuously for more than a month, and most of the younger brothers died.

It just so happened that the new police chief in the city took office. Although the three fires did not burn the Black Triangle, they burned their younger brother who was recruiting new people outside.

The Municipal General Education Bureau also cooperated with them to carry out anti-gang publicity and education. After some rectification, the number of young people who came to the black triangle became rare, and various gangs fell into a situation of lack of support.

Brother Kun has been in the Black Triangle for more than ten years. He was just a younger brother who held an umbrella for his elder brother. He relied on his own agility and luck, and worked his way up to become a member of the "Changying Club" President, he is now a big shot in the Black Triangle.

During the reshuffle half a year ago, the Changying Club suffered heavy casualties. Half of the younger brothers died and [-]% were injured. Today, seeing Jian Fusheng look a bit like himself back then, Brother Kun thought of recruiting him to join the club.

After chatting for more than 40 minutes, Brother Kun felt a little tired and smiled at Jian Fusheng:

"My family is also from a rural area, and we are really alike! I'll leave you a phone number. In the future, whether you're being bullied or you're short of money, you can call me! Changhehui also has some legitimate businesses outside. Recruiting college students, if you can’t find a job after graduation, you can try our company.”

Brother Kun's phone number was easy to remember, with a number ending in six or eight. Jian Fusheng wrote down the number, called Brother Kun, and gave him the false name "Laifu".

Brother Kun didn't care. After Jian Fusheng finished transferring the money, he raised his chin and signaled that he could leave.

Jian Fusheng picked up his schoolbag and walked out of the VIP. He opened the wheel and found that the M500 was filled with five bullets. He simply took it to the shooting range and tried four rounds.

Although all the shots missed due to the excessive recoil, he finally learned how to pull the trigger...

Walking out of the store, Jian Fusheng felt that he had gained a lot.

An M500 with 41 rounds of ammunition is enough for Jiang Youyue to use for a while. If the accuracy is not good, why can you get up close? He is a monk after all!
Just two steps out the door, a scream suddenly came from the front:
"It's him, this little bastard!"

Jian Fusheng took a closer look and saw the green-haired man from before nestling next to a bearded man, pointing at him and barking.

There were several younger men with yellow scarves tied on their sleeves standing beside them, blocking Jian Fusheng's way.

Just as Jian Fusheng was about to escape, he saw the younger brothers raising their guns.

Bang bang bang bang bang!
Bullets came like a rainstorm, instantly piercing Jian Fusheng's hands and legs.

Amid the screams, he suddenly fell to his knees in a pool of blood!

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