Master Zhidian, Master of Fulu Temple, Zhao Hao knew that there was such a person, but he had never been to Fulu Temple and had never seen this monk.

I have to go and have a look this time!

This kid Gou Quan looked like he was not doing well and wanted to make money through evil ways all day long, but he was quite good at saving his life.

When I first joined a street club after graduating from high school, I offended an old hooligan.

The other party and several people kept blocking each other for two weeks, but they didn't meet by chance.

Finally, when he was in a good position, he was hit by the opponent's gang's opponent and shot the account.

And Gou Quan's sense of danger is unparalleled, and even makes a real acquaintance like Zhao Hao feel a bit magical.

Since he was so scared that he had hid in the Fulu Temple, please protect the monk Zhidian who had taken care of him since he was a child. That must be a big deal.

And he didn't dare to tell himself by phone, but asked the big guy Duncan to come and have a trip. The other party should have a great influence. Is the phone unsafe?

Zhao Hao brought some guys with him and was ready to go out. Thinking about putting chicken legs and Xiaoruan in his arms and leaving the door bulge.

Be careful to sail the ship for thousands of years!

I took a taxi all the way to a slum edge where blacks gathered.

On this road, there were squatting or standing everywhere, and the silly boy should look at the outside black guy with a kind of scrutiny and vigilant look.

Some of them also carry metal ornaments, chains, and a dagger or gun is placed on their waists.

These people are all peripheral members of street gangs, the kind of people who take out daggers or pistols in the dark alleys at any time and want to borrow some money to spend money.

I even took several cars, but no one came here. In the end, a black driver took the job, but I definitely didn't go deeper.

The black driver's mouth was so shaky all the way, like a rapper, you missed several sentences if you were distracted.

But when he arrived near the Fulu Temple, Zhao Hao found that the ami-skinned street slip was gone, and there was no one left.

Even those who are obviously formal gang members, with tattoos or big muscles on them are gone.

Zhao Hao asked Duncan curiously, "Is there anything special here?"

Duncan's answer was very natural: "Of course there are no gang members in the master's territory. Even those who squat on the road and stare at pedestrians, they don't see it. Because they are caught by the master, they will be beaten up for not doing serious business..."

Duncan clenched his fists and signaled that the master's iron fist was as big as a casserole!

It seems that the master is quite capable of gaining a foothold here. And he is very good at it. At least Duncan highly respects it, and the local black gangs dare not offend this monk.

After getting off the car, Zhao Hao looked up and saw that among the many old high-rise apartments on the left and right, a small red wall temple was built in a small area.

Because of his qi, Zhao Hao has also recently obtained some simple books on Feng Shui. Although he doesn’t know much, he can see that the Feng Shui of Fulu Temple is very good.

Look, there are photos in front and back. Although there are many tall buildings around, they all cleverly avoid this open space. They will neither block the sun nor the air flow. This is called hiding wind and gathering energy in Feng Shui!

The walls of Fulu Temple are not short, and it is rare that there is a special doorman with brackets at the door, which has a bit of Song-style architecture.

There is an uneven log wooden plaque hanging on the door, with three large characters engraved on the entire wooden board: Fulu Temple. The font is a bit crooked. Could it be that it was engraved by yourself?

Half of the temple door was opened, and the people were all monks who opened the door of convenience. What does this mean?

Zhao Hao took Duncan forward and walked into the door with seven steps.

In front of me is a small yard of about 100 square meters. Several landscape trees were planted in large flower pots, and a large water tank with goldfish in the water tank.

There is nothing in the middle of the courtyard, and the ground is paved with empty stone slabs.

Before Zhao Hao could speak out, Duncan shouted first: "Douglas? Douglas? We are here, where are you?"

I heard Gou Quan shout in the side hall: "Where am I here? Come here quickly."

Zhao Hao and Duncan walked into a small house in the side hall and found that Gou Quan was actually playing a game console!

Zhao Hao looked at it and found that there was nothing missing.

He asked, "What's going on? Call me here in a hurry? Play games with you?"

Gou Quan grinned, "How can you do it! You're really in trouble. But look!"

He pointed to the brand new game console in front of him.

"The latest game console released by Atari!"

This thing is a card-fired game console. How many years did Zhao Hao play when he was a child?

This new game console developed by Atari is a pioneer in the sale of game consoles and games separately.

"I'm watching TV commercials, it costs $500, right? You're really willing to spend money!"

Gou Quan is greedy for money, but he is also very generous. This is considered a gene engraved.

Gou Quan didn't care and shook the gamepad in his hand: "My right hand is a little itchy!"

On Amei's side, there is a saying that if the right palm is itchy, you will lose money, and the left palm is itchy, which means you will get money.

Gou Quan couldn't help but buy it.

Zhao Hao ignored him and shouted, "Stop talking nonsense, who have you offended? Is this what?"

Gou Quan became dejected: "At the beginning, I didn't know who I offended, but I found someone asking about our best-selling books and gradually touching me. Those people had bad intentions and were all carrying hard guys! Even the gangs in the community were very afraid of them."

"Later I found out clearly, it seemed like a group of Mo Du brothers!"

"Brother Mo Du? Those fan dealers? Why are they looking for you?" Zhao Hao was puzzled.

There is a saying: Too far from heaven, too close to Amei.

This sentence is very appropriate to describe Brother Mo Du.

There is a saying in diplomacy called "Far-to-Far-to-Far-to-Far-to-Far-to-Far-to-Far-to-Far-to-Far-to-Far-to-Step"; Zhao Kuangyin said: How can others snore on the side of the bed?

This Mo Du Brother is next to Amei and is almost ruined by Amei!

As long as Brother Mo Du improves a little, Amei will touch her.

What they want is an obedient back garden, a garbage dump where garbage can be dumped, a raw material production base that can be exploited and a dumping site for high-value-added products.

They do not need a peaceful and stable neighbor.

So much so that now and even in the future, Brother Mo Du is destined to be a turbulent, chaotic, and unavailable place to rise.

Even Amei sent overseas FBI and CIA to specialize in the leaders of Mo Du Ge who didn't kiss them. They incited riots and rebellion when they were fine. They even became a tradition, and they would come once every few years, just like growing crops. One by one!

So now the largest and most powerful force in the territory of Mo Du Ge is actually his fan-trafficking gangster!

Their numbers and armed forces are stronger than those of the regular army. Some gangs have even begun to get involved in politics and are about to change to warlords.

Mo Du Ge's white powder production is even better than the entire Western Hemisphere. Growing powder in the local area is as common as growing grain.

But how could this group of fan dealers come to Gou Quan?

"You kid can't be touched by something that has no asshole for giving birth to a son?" Zhao Hao stared at Gou Quan. Whenever the word "yes" popped out of his mouth, he punched his head and farted!

"How can I do it! I am irreconcilable with Du!" Gou Quan jumped into the foot and swore.

It's not like poison.

"What's going on?" Zhao Hao asked.

Gou Quan looked unsure, "I guess he is interested in our industry!"

Zhao Hao didn't react for a moment: "Do you like our industry? Do they also want to make cultural shirts?"

Gou Quan rolled his eyes, very white, "What do you think? If someone wants to make a cultural shirt, do you still need to cause trouble for me?"

Zhao Hao's eyes widened: "They also want to write porn... and write bestselling books?!"

Gou Quan nodded: "I just figured it out today. The transaction has become bigger, and the sale of thousands or tens of thousands of copies a day has been targeted!"

"No... Then, then they just write it, what are you doing with you?"

Gou Quan looked at Zhao Hao with a squint: "You are pretending here? You wrote it well, okay?"

Zhao Hao laughed and slapped his thighs: "Oh! I never expected that the books I wrote were all the things that were sold in white! This is simply...it's so satisfying than a big ban!"

"Don't talk! Let me have a little more fun!"

...

The situation is clearer now.

Some time ago, the Italian mafia, which was deeply rooted in América and had a great influence, somehow got into the big circle of the Song people.

The two sides fought fiercely, but they were not just trying to grab business or territory!

I don't know the reason, but the consequences are obvious.

The large-scale reshuffle and turmoil of underground forces has made the originally stable gangster activities intense.

Even for a small gray industry like Zhao Hao and Gou Quan, a group of Mo Du Ge who sells fans have set their sights on it.

Zhao Hao didn't understand: You said you were good at selling fans, but if you didn't do such a big money-making business, you actually set your sights on this small... underground best-selling book industry! Why are you so unsuccessful?!

Made, nowadays, even the emperor uncle is concerned about it?

In fact, business like selling fans is very profitable in Amei, so it is so powerful that it is very popular.

Look, this small group of Mo Du Ge people lost in the intravenous circle and their business was severely suppressed.

Among them, Zhao Hao's "loyal reader" thought of a brand new, sunny, blue ocean industry that he had seen in the past one or two months!

This industry is great! It has continuous cash flow, has development potential, and it has not been thrown away much!

So they had the idea of ​​arresting the author and locking him in a small dark room, pressing a pistol on the back of their heads, forcing them to publish a book!

In other words, Gou Quan was more vigilant and ran away with the bucket as soon as possible. If he was caught by those Mo Du Brother fan dealers, they would kill people without blinking. It was much crueler than street gangsters.

This matter is not too big. After all, it is just a small group of fans. If it really doesn't work, you can still take the official path through Colt.

However, this incident reminded Zhao Hao of something. He remembered that after he helped the National Museum of Warehouse, Uncle Tie reminded himself not to get involved in the affairs of Hongmen and Italians?!

Is there any connection between this?

Zhao Hao couldn't figure it out, but it didn't matter. There was someone who should know something, yes, it was fat!
Chapter completed!