Black Dog was so frightened that his legs became weak and he walked into the elevator almost holding on to the wall.
He understood that Shen Zhong no longer trusted him.
If it weren't for the fact that he was still useful, Shen Zhong might have thrown himself into a dog cage to feed the dogs.
Black Dog felt very bitter.
I am just a slightly ambitious gangster, why is it so difficult to do something?
But now, he understands better that he has no choice.
Either follow Liu Lang, or wait until he is finished being used and be killed by Shen Zhong.
Out of the Shen Group.
Black Dog dialed Liu Lang's number, and his tone was much more respectful: "Master Liu, where are you? Shen Zhong has agreed to cooperate with you. I want to treat you to dinner at noon. I'm coming to see you now?"
"Okay." Liu Lang didn't waste any words, reported his location and hung up the phone.
at the same time.
Liu Lang had arrived at the place mentioned in Xiahou's address.
Every city has its bright side.
At the same time, there is also a bleak side.
The glamorous side is naturally for the rich and tourists.
And the bleak side is the most true portrayal of the people living at the bottom.
The place where Lin Ze's parents lived was a dilapidated community.
There is not even a security guard at the gate of the community.
After just standing at the gate of the community for a while, Liu Lang saw all kinds of people coming and going inside, a mixture of good and bad.
There were even a few women in colorful and scantily clad clothes who blew kisses at Liu Lang.
A woman who looked to be in her forties and had her lips painted like a monkey's ass came forward and asked Liu Lang if he wanted to do something, and even said it would be free.
Liu Lang almost felt sick and vomited.
After finally sending the other party away, Liu Lang's mood was a little complicated.
It seems that Lin Ze's parents have not been doing well in recent years.
"Brother, let's go." Liu Lang turned to look at Lin Ze, who was stunned, and said hello.
Lin Ze nodded numbly and followed Liu Lang step by step.
Liu Lang was inexplicably heartbroken.
Although Lin Ze betrayed the Death Squadron, it seemed that he had no choice at that time.
Just imagine, if someone threatens you with your closest relatives, can your heart really be as firm as ever?
Besides, now Lin Ze has also suffered the punishment he deserves.
Perhaps everything in the past is no longer so important.
Human nature!
It's really dark sometimes.
But sometimes, it's too weak.
Too easy to be taken advantage of.
With mixed feelings, Liu Lang inquired and came to a building that looked like it was about to collapse at any time.
This building is still the kind of tube building it used to be in the 1960s and 1970s.
The toilet and kitchen are shared.
But at that time, it was pretty good to live in this kind of building.
But now, this kind of building lacks cleaning, and there is an unpleasant smell everywhere.
Before entering the corridor, Liu Lang heard a quarrel coming from inside.
“Damn, you guys haven’t paid your rent in months.”
"Get out now, or if you don't, believe it or not, I'm calling the police!"
It was a man's curse.
Immediately afterwards, a woman's crying voice sounded: "Please, we will be able to pay the rent soon. Moreover, my son is very powerful. He became a special soldier and will be back soon. As long as my son When I come back, it doesn’t matter how long the rent is.”
"Your son?" The man sneered: "You are still dreaming now! Haha, how long has it been since your son contacted you? Is he afraid that he will die early? Okay, I am too lazy to talk nonsense, get out of here. If you don't get out, I will have someone kill you. Fight out."
"Please, let's leave here. My son will not find us when he comes back..."
"If you keep talking nonsense, I'm really going to take action!" The man had obviously lost his patience.
Liu Lang frowned and took two hurried steps.
Came to the fourth floor.
The bedding was thrown all over the floor at the entrance of the corridor.
A man and a woman are confronting each other.
The man looked to be in his fifties, with a bald head and a big gold chain hanging around his neck. He had a big belly and looked like he had two dollars.
The woman was extremely thin, with dry hair, a haggard face, and her eyes were even a little cloudy. It looked like she hadn't had a good meal in a long time.
at this time.
The woman was kneeling on the ground, hugging the man's legs and begging.
The man swung his leg and kicked the woman to the ground.
Just as he was about to step on her again, Liu Lang came closer, blocked the woman, and shouted, "What are you doing?"
The middle-aged man frowned when he saw Liu Lang suddenly appearing: "Who the hell are you?"
"Ze'er, Ze'er?"
Before Liu Lang could answer, the middle-aged woman had raised her head and saw Lin Ze standing not far away. She immediately stumbled up, ran to Lin Ze, hugged Lin Ze, and cried uncontrollably. Get up: "Ze'er, my son, you are finally back. Are you really back?"
"Lin Ze?" The middle-aged man obviously knew about Lin Ze's existence. He turned his head and glanced at Lin Ze, with disbelief flashing in his eyes.
Turning around, he looked at Liu Lang again, losing his arrogance: "This house is mine now. It's good that I let them live in it for several months without evicting them. What, even if Lin Ze comes back?" , you can’t not pay the rent, right?”
"How much?" Liu Lang said expressionlessly.
"One hundred thousand."
"One hundred thousand?" Liu Lang frowned.
What kind of rent is 100,000?
A place like this probably doesn't even cost five hundred yuan a month.
One hundred thousand yuan, how many months will it take?
"Are you sure?" Liu Lang's eyes became sharp.
Seeing that Liu Lang was not easy to mess with, the middle-aged man hurriedly explained: "Of course, it's one hundred thousand!"
He raised his hand and pointed at the middle-aged woman: "Her man owed me 100,000 yuan for gambling and mortgaged this house to me. But later, his man failed to repay the money, so the house naturally became mine."
"I thought they were pitiful, so I rented to them. But they didn't have rent. I didn't push them at first. It's been several months now. It's good that I didn't ask them for gambling interest. Plus the rent, it's 100,000 It’s more than a dollar.”
What the hell kind of logic is this.
Liu Lang cursed secretly in his heart.
But I generally understand it.
Lin Ze's father turned out to be a gambler.
In fact, this kind of person does not deserve sympathy.
However, Lin Ze's mother is innocent.
Seeing Lin Ze's mother crying with joy when she saw Lin Ze, Liu Lang couldn't help but feel a little soft: "You return this house to them, and I will give you one hundred thousand yuan."
Liu Lang didn't care about one hundred thousand yuan.
Moreover, Liu Lang didn't want to cause trouble when he first arrived.
Thinking of taking the house back, at least it would give Lin Ze, mother and son, a place to shelter from wind and rain in the future.
However, Liu Lang far underestimated the greed of the middle-aged man in front of him.
"What did you say? You want me to return the house to them?" The middle-aged man couldn't help laughing, pointing to the door and saying: "They mortgaged this house to me. I got it based on my ability, why should I give it back to them?" ?”
"Boy, you look like you have a good relationship with Lin Ze, right? I don't care who you are, if you want to meddle in other people's affairs, take one hundred thousand yuan first, and then take them out, and I won't hold you accountable for the rent anymore. .”
"But if you still have second thoughts, haha, I, Wang Biao, am not a vegetarian."
The corner of Liu Lang's mouth raised: "What, you don't plan to return the house?"
"Boy, I advise you to mind your own business."
"What if I have to take care of it?"
"Haha, boy, this place is a mixed bag, everyone is there, and a lot of people die inexplicably every day, but no one can find the murderer." The middle-aged man who called himself Wang Biao took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. The voice threatened.
Liu Lang laughed: "What do you mean, if you die, no one will find out?"
Wang Biao's expression froze, he took out a dagger from his lower back and put it directly against Liu Lang's chest: "Boy, do you even know what you are talking about?"
