With a loud bang, a thunder resounded through the sky. Everyone in the house frowned as they looked at the drizzle outside.
"Now that we have finished talking about this, and it's going to rain heavily soon, let's go home." Old Man Mo stood up with the help of his younger brother, bowed and was about to leave.
"Mr. Mo, we haven't finalized the matter yet, so please don't leave yet. As you said, when we get together, we must do something. It's better to make some things clear to everyone.
"It's better to break up now since things are so unclear, so as to avoid future arguments and affect our relationship." A man with a scar on his face said slowly.
Huang Chu's angry words to Old Man Mo still aroused everyone's speculation and suspicion.
A trace of ruthlessness flashed across Old Man Mo's eyes. He stopped, turned to look at Scar, and asked in a bad tone, "What are we still discussing? Didn't we already agree that we would all act together the day after tomorrow? Do you, Scar, have any other ideas?"
Scar said calmly, "Mr. Mo, don't be angry. Although I can't stand that coward Huang Chu, I also care about a few of his words. It's better for us to talk it out.
After driving away Wang Xiao and his gang, how will his black market business be divided among us? I hope Mr. Mo can come up with a plan."
Old Man Mo returned to his seat angrily, his face gloomy as he looked at Scar coldly. He turned to look at the others and asked calmly, "What do you think? Tell me."
"Mr. Mo, I think what Scar said makes sense. Brothers should settle accounts clearly. That way, we can get along well for a long time."
"Yes, Mr. Mo, you are so old, and you still come out to uphold justice. When the time comes, we can each give you some more benefits."
"Mr. Mo, do you want to monopolize the black market business left by Wang Xiao? You eat the meat, and everyone else doesn't get a single morsel of soup?"
Old Man Mo sighed inwardly. It was all Huang Chu's fault for revealing his true intentions. Scar, too, was ignorant. Why had he made such a request in public? Was he trying to rally everyone to force him? As expected, there were no permanent friends, only permanent interests.
He glared at Scar angrily, but the latter looked indifferent. The reason why Scar raised this question in front of everyone was that he wanted to put pressure on Old Man Mo together with everyone, so that he would give up some benefits to everyone. He didn't dare to face Old Man Mo alone, because he knew that Mr. Mo was a sinister and ruthless person.
Old Man Mo lowered his head, his expression was distorted, and his teeth were chattering. The moment he looked up, everyone saw his scarlet eyes and their hearts skipped a beat. His eyes were really too scary.
Scar saw that everyone was about to retreat, and thought to himself that this was not good. You know, he had completely offended Old Man Mo today. If he didn't find a way to find more allies and gain more benefits, his life would be in danger after he got out of here.
"Everyone, listen to Scar's words. Judging from what Mr. Mo means, he seems to agree to give everyone some benefits. We just need to be patient."
Scar had just finished speaking when there was a crack and a flash of lightning streaked across the sky. The sky outside suddenly became dark and it began to rain heavily. Now there was no way to leave even if he wanted to.
Old Man Mo's mood grew worse. He said coldly, "It seems you've all forgotten my methods. Scar, now I understand why everyone calls you bold. You are indeed courageous. I admire young people like you."
Scar heard the threat in Old Man Mo's words, and he also got angry. He said angrily, "Old Man Mo, don't threaten me. It's 1977 in the New China, not a few years ago. Your tricks are not working now. The worst that can happen is that both of us will be destroyed."
Old Man Mo didn't expect that Scar would completely turn against him. Yes, the times have indeed changed, and he can no longer just fight and kill. He can just find a way to deal with Scar and others afterwards.
Old Man Mo coughed lightly twice and said to the other black market bosses, "Bosses, now that we've spoken, I'm not someone who won't listen. I've come up with a distribution plan. There are eight bosses here. I'll take 20%, and the other bosses will each take 10%. How about that?"
Everyone present began to talk to one another. As the discussion grew quieter, everyone finally reached a consensus. Scar, as the representative, spoke again, "Mr. Mo, the plan you proposed needs to be adjusted. In addition to giving each of us a 10% share, you need to give us an additional 20,000 yuan. 180,000 yuan is nothing to Mr. Mo."
Old Mo stood up, picked up the teacup in front of him and threw it hard on the ground. After venting his anger, Old Mo looked around at everyone. Except for Scar, everyone else lowered their heads and didn't dare to look at Old Mo.
Scar suppressed his fear. He knew he couldn't back down. He wanted to break everyone's fear of Old Man Mo. He said disdainfully, "Old Mo, do you like smashing cups? I'll have someone bring a cart full of them for you someday."
Scar's voice broke the suffocating feeling of the scene.
"Okay, let's do as Scar said. Each boss here will get an extra 20,000 in cash." Old man Mo looked at everyone present, a murderous gleam in his eyes, and he had murderous intentions.
Everyone was extremely happy to see that Old Man Mo had compromised. Not to mention the benefits brought by the 10% share, the 20,000 yuan in cash alone was enough to make everyone happy for several days.
The heavy rain outside the window still showed no sign of stopping. This small courtyard was owned by a boss named Li. His younger brothers often took a break here temporarily, so they had enough food to eat every day.
Boss Li stood up and said to the crowd, "I'm sure everyone is a little hungry. I happen to have some food and drinks here. I'll bring them out and we can have some fun together."
Old Man Mo was also a little hungry, and nodded to Boss Li. Twenty minutes later, a large table of food was placed in front of everyone. Old Man Mo sneered, looked coldly at the others who were being polite to each other, walked straight to the main seat, and sat down. Now everyone was quiet and found a place to sit down.
Scar saw that Old Man Mo was so shameless and really thought he was a big shot. In terms of age and seniority, it was not Old Man Mo's turn to sit in the main seat. Everyone called him Old Mo just because he was the initiator of this action. He sneered and picked up the chicken leg without waiting for Old Man Mo to pick up his chopsticks. He smacked his lips and started eating.
The corner of Old Man Mo's mouth twitched. This Scar was really damnable. Except for a few people who were eating with their mouths full of oil, the rest of the people found the food tasteless. It was obvious that they had other thoughts.
Old Man Mo, due to his age, had just taken a few bites of food when he felt stomach upset. With the help of his younger brother, he went to the toilet outside the house. He became more and more angry and said to the younger brother who was guarding outside, "Maozi, when you go back, find Sangou and the others immediately and ask them to teach these people a lesson, especially that Scar. I want him dead."
After Old Man Mo left, a figure suddenly appeared behind them.
While everyone in the house was eating and drinking, a thin figure was busy working.
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