District 2.

Ice Spring Street.

At the end of the street, a mansion covering hundreds of square meters was bustling and lively, with numerous torches scattered throughout the mansion.

Under the sweeping heat wave, the flying snow had not yet touched the ground before silently dissipating.

This place was usually uninhabited, like an abandoned mansion, but only a few people knew that the owner behind this mansion, large enough to buy half of the Frost Street in District 3, was named Ma Zhong.

And at this moment, this mansion, which had been deserted and dilapidated, was transformed into a lively scene, with enchanting music playing continuously, women's coquettishness mixing with men's laughter, like a paradise.

"Ma Ge's mansion is really nice...

It's a pity that it has been abandoned for so long." Qian Fan, dressed in the black and red uniform of an enforcer, sat in the front row, squinting at the women on stage dancing provocatively, unable to help but sigh.

"What's there to regret? Ma Ge's mansion in District 3 is even bigger than this." Another enforcer sitting next to him raised his glass and clinked it with Qian Fan, then drank it all in one go.

"I envy it...

When can I buy a mansion like this?" "With Han Meng dead, no one can disrupt our business.

In a few years, each of us brothers will have our own." "Hahaha, come, let's have another drink!" "By the way, has Ma Ge arrived yet?" "He's on his way, he said we should start without him." Qian Fan nodded, about to say something else, when Bone Knife approached him with a dance girl in his arms, smilingly coming to Qian Fan's side.

"Come, let's toast to our boss Qian! We had some misunderstandings before, but in the future, please take care of our business relationship..." "Bone Boss is joking.

Ma Ge is the host this time, I'm just here to join in." Qian Fan smiled, "But in terms of business, we will definitely cooperate sincerely for mutual benefit..." "Well said, mutual benefit!" The nineteen residents of Ice Spring Street present all stood up, clinked glasses with Qian Fan.

Some of them were in the firearms business, some in the drug trade, some in the flesh trade...

But at this moment, they all smiled so gently and harmlessly that if someone stumbled in, they would probably think it was a gathering of business tycoons.

"Boss Qian, how did that batch of goods from a few days ago go?" Bone Knife seemed to remember something, lowered his voice and chuckled, "That heart and those organs, the quality was good, right?" "Good." Qian Fan nodded slightly, "The buyer was very satisfied." "It's not common to have a buyer who buys all the organs in one go...

Did the goods go to Aurora City?" Hearing the three words "Aurora City," Qian Fan narrowed his eyes and slowly said, "Bone Boss, in this line of work, it's best not to inquire about things you shouldn't...

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Be careful not to get into trouble." "Hahaha, my bad, I'll drink to that!" Bone Knife downed the drink in one gulp, his gaze shifting to the voluptuous dancers on stage, his hand sliding down the shoulder of the woman beside him, casually playing with it amidst a chorus of coquettish voices.

"Speaking of which, it's always the same few performances back and forth...

Isn't there anything else?" "What else do you want to see?" "I heard that in Aurora City, there are performances like singing, skits, magic, opera...

How come we only have dancing here?" "As you said, that's in Aurora City...

In District 3, where can you find so many varieties? It's already good enough to have so many dancers and accompaniment for you." "...How boring." Bone Knife's cheeks flushed with alcohol, he pushed away the two beautiful women in his arms, walked straight to the center of the stage, disrupting the formation of the dancing women, who looked at each other in confusion.

On the side of the stage, the rhythm of the drums and the playing of the instruments suddenly stopped.

"Don't stop, keep dancing..." The body of Bone Knife lightly pressed against one of the dancers from behind, his hands wandering on her body like snakes, finally grabbing her wrist, as if manipulating her dance steps like a puppet, causing her to move strangely and awkwardly on stage.

The dancer's face turned pale with fear, but she dared not resist, allowing Bone Knife to manipulate her body, while the other dancers glanced at Qian Fan below the stage, pretending nothing was happening, and continued to dance neatly...

The drumbeat continued, the music was melodious.

"Hahaha, Bone Knife, your dancing is so ugly!" "I could do better!" "Don't, I think he's doing pretty well, keep dancing, keep dancing! Hahaha..." "I didn't expect you to have a talent for dancing? How about a pole dance for everyone!" "..." The people of Bingquan Street below laughed, as if they had found something amusing, pushing the already lively atmosphere to a higher climax.

Just then, a figure pushed open the gate of the courtyard in the heavy snow and walked slowly towards them.

"What? Has Brother Ma finally arrived?" Everyone turned to look, their eyes falling on the front yard, but they all froze in place.

It was not Ma Zhong who had come, but a young man in a bright red opera gown.

He silently crossed the front yard stone path, his temples dusted with white snowflakes, in the pale world, that touch of crimson was so glaring and hot.

Seeing the person's face clearly, most of the people inside the house's expressions changed, as if recalling something, with a hint of resentment and malice in their eyes.

At the same time, Qian Fan was slightly startled, he exchanged a glance with the enforcer beside him, and stood up from his seat.

"Brother Chen Ling, why are you here?" A warm smile appeared on his face, "What a coincidence, as soon as you left, the second and third districts here were unsealed, and we wanted to have a celebration, I even said earlier that we should keep you here in the morning..." "Come, now that you're here, sit down and have a drink with us." Chen Ling did not answer, he calmly walked through the snowy courtyard, his muddy shoes stepping into the house, leaving behind deep imprints.

"No need." He said lightly, "I came to take something..." "Take something? Did you leave something behind?" In the eyes of everyone, Chen Ling walked through the banquet, step by step onto the stage...

his gaze locked on Bone Knife from start to finish.

"Oh, I thought it was someone else, turns out it's Brother Chen, the enforcer..." Bone Knife, who was drunk, sneered, released the dancer in his hand, and pushed her aside, "What, dressed like this, are you here to perform for us?" Han Meng is dead now, Ma Zhong is back in control of the third district, Bone Knife and the others don't believe that Chen Ling would dare to act recklessly...

now, the second and third districts are under their control! "Hahaha! Let him perform one!" "Dressed like this, is he going to sing a play? Which one will he sing?" "...

" At this moment, the people were fearless, holding their wine glasses, looking at the red-clothed Chen Ling with mocking eyes.

Qian Fan's brow furrowed tighter and tighter, feeling that something was not right.

"Chen Ling, if you lost something, just tell me...

I'll help you find it." "I lost a heart." Chen Ling stared straight at Bone Knife's face, "And my brother's life." The next moment, a hand pierced through Bone Knife's chest in an instant!