Refusing to join the underworld: the days of fighting against bad boys

Zhou Ming smiled.

At the critical moment just now, although he had no time to dodge or take any action, like a lamb on the cutting board, he didn't feel the slightest panic in his heart, of course because there was a brother behind him who could depend on life and death.

This kind of down-to-earth and warm feeling can only be experienced by those who have truly had brothers.

The three people standing on the edge of the sofa have also seen many great things in the world, but they have never experienced the ups and downs just now, which made their legs tremble uncontrollably.

"Old Wu, do you have such a good brother?" Gan Lei said enviously. [

"No." Wu Feng shook his head.He really didn't, he has always been used to acting alone, traveling the world alone.

"Old Zhao, what about you?" Gan Lei asked again.

"Me neither." Zhao Hong's warm eyes fixed on Zhang Yujie and Zhou Ming in front of him.Such brotherhood made him envious and even ashamed of the rivers and lakes he had spent decades in, but he had never used such a relationship.

"I don't have any." Gan Lei picked his nostrils: "I have never been so trustworthy by anyone that I even dared to give my life to him. Happiness is based on the pain of others, so how can you save others regardless of your own life?"

While talking, Gan Lei shook his head: "It's great to be young, to be able to do things with such enthusiasm. I hope they can still have such a relationship in decades..."

"They will." Wu Feng said: "We can't use our own experience to speculate on the relationship between them."

"That's right, that's right." Gan Lei clapped his hands and said with a smile: "In this world, there are people who are loyal and are willing to do anything for their friends; there are also people who are mercenary and don't recognize their relatives for money and power."

"I'm very fortunate that Zhou Ming is our hall master, not our opponent." Wu Feng said solemnly.

On the open space ahead, the two fists were still sticking together, as if time had stopped.

Zhang Yujie held a wine gourd in his other hand, and took a sip from time to time. His legs were still shaking, as if he would sit down on the ground at any moment.The instant fight just now was over, but he didn't put his fist down.Because Guren's fist was still stretched out.That being the case, Zhang Yujie stayed with him, so the two fists were still tightly attached together as if they were glued with 502 glue.