Chapter 783: Death of Black Yama



"Hahaha. Uncle Ma, you really know a lot."

"Nonsense." Crazy Ma turned around and said with his eyes wide open: "Dwarf Mule and Huang Yancheng were both my brothers in the past!"

"Ah, there is such a past event?!" I was surprised and happy. I didn't expect that Crazy Ma was so powerful in the past.

"Yeah." Crazy Ma continued to swat the fly and said, "Ten years ago, Huang Yancheng and Short Mule were both my proud disciples. Especially Huang Yancheng, he was a righteous man with good skills, and was known as the 'No. 1 Red Stick in the North of the City'. Short Mule, on the other hand, was sinister and vicious, and would do anything to achieve his goals. Although Short Mule has a bad reputation, he has indeed done a lot for me."

"Haha." The more I listened, the more excited I became. I kept following Crazy Ma. Wherever he went, I followed him. "Uncle Ma, can you tell me more? Huang Yancheng stabbed the short mule. What happened?"

"Hey. This is a long story." Crazy Ma stopped fighting for the time being and turned his head to say: "Back then, I had an enemy named Wang Wudi, who was also a well-known ruthless man in the north of the city. We had been fighting for several years, and neither of us could beat the other. So I told Huang Yancheng and Short Mule that whoever of you can kill Wang Wudi, I will give him the entire Jiefang Street. Jiefang Street is a big piece of fat meat, and Huang Yancheng and Short Mule used various means to get it first. Kill Wang Wudi. Huang Yancheng fought through many battles and finally cut off Wang Wudi's head. But the short mule played a trick and invited Huang Yancheng to drink in the name of celebrating his success. Huang Yancheng was young at that time and was easily fooled. As a result, the short mule put drugs in the wine, and Huang Yancheng was drunk after drinking it. The short mule came to me with Wang Wudi's head to ask for credit, and I was very happy, so I gave him Jiefang Street. "

"Later, Huang Yancheng woke up and was so angry that he stabbed the short mule with a knife?"

"Yes." Crazy Ma said, "Huang Yancheng was really anxious and went for the life of the short mule. The short mule was scared to death on the spot. If I hadn't arrived in time, the short mule would have died. Later, the truth came out and Jiefang Street belonged to Huang Yancheng. It's strange to say, Huang Yancheng continued to make a living and had no problem dominating the north of the city. Why did he quit the underworld and hand it over to the short mule?"

"I don't know that either." I shook my head. "When I met Huang Yancheng, he was already a teacher at Beiqi. Uncle Ma, people say that Huang Yancheng once angered Yancheng. What's the story behind this?"

Crazy Ma frowned, "The Angry Flame City? I don't know. It should be after I retired from the underworld."

"Oh." I didn't ask any more questions. I smiled and said, "Uncle Ma, it's really interesting to listen to your stories. I'll come and chat with you some other day."

"Okay, let's go. I'll continue to hit the flies." Crazy Ma rushed out, but ended up twisting his waist, and he kept saying "ouch" for a long time, looking very embarrassed, and it was completely impossible to tell that he was once a powerful figure in the north of the city. When I left, Crazy Ma said "ouch" and said, "If you want to deal with the dwarf mule, you should kill him when you get the chance, and don't give him any chance."

"Okay, I get it. Uncle Ma, you can take a rest."

After leaving Crazy Ma's house, I said hello to everyone and called Gao Qi to leave the building. The short mule must be dealt with - I told you that this guy will definitely die. But the most urgent task now is to clean up the mess in the south of the city. I have confidence in all the hall masters, so I don't ask about their progress.

On the way back, Gao Qi suggested to continue living in my villa. I asked why, and she said Taozi was going to take the college entrance examination and she could stay to take care of my daily life. I joked, "Sister Qi, you don't do these things."

Gao Qi said: "Besides that, I feel like it's home. Living there gives me something to look forward to, and it feels good to wait for someone to come home every day. Don't worry, I will be a pure housewife and will not bring any women home."

I laughed and agreed to her request. Gao Qi and I returned to the Forest Bar and saw Miao Wenqing drinking inside. We asked him why he was still there. Miao Wenqing said, "Everyone is busy, but I am fine. What else can I do if I don't drink?"

I chuckled and said, "Okay, come with me to do something. Sister Qi, you go back first."

After Gao Qi left, Miao Wenqing and I left the bar and went to Xiaosong's repair shop. I drove my Peugeot out of the shop. Now I love this car. I don't like other cars no matter how expensive they are. I drove the Peugeot and took Miao Wenqing to an abandoned factory. The factory yard was very lively, with many civilians living there. It seemed that it had been transformed into a residential area.

It was already dark, and Miao Wenqing asked curiously, "Where is this place?"

"Where Black Yama lives."

I got out of the car and took Miao Wenqing into the office building. I had lived here before, so I was quite familiar with it. When we got to the second floor, we met Hei Yanluo. Hei Yanluo looked much older, not like the fat black man who walked with the wind and looked down on the world.

"Sit down." Hei Yanluo said, and stood up to pour us some water.

Miao Wenqing and I sat down. Hei Yanluo brought two paper cups filled with ordinary large-leaf tea.

"I want to dominate the south of the city." I got straight to the point: "What do you think?"

"no comment."

"You don't want to make a comeback?" I asked, "Are you content with this dull life now?"

"I said I'm not suitable for mixing, do you believe me?"

I frowned slightly. The Black Yama who once frightened countless people, the Black Yama who was once the closest to the overlord of the south city, actually said that he was "not suitable for mixing"?

"My original intention in mixing with the people was to give them a life without worries about food and clothing. I always thought that if I stopped, they would have nowhere to go, no way to go, and would starve to death on the streets. But during the time I disappeared, they were able to support themselves and live a good life. I took the wrong path from the beginning, so I want to turn back now."

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