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

Iron Tong didn't talk nonsense anymore, but said: "One."

Sweat poured down his long face.

"Two." The hands of the iron tongs used a little strength, and pressed on the top of the long face.

The long face swallowed hard, and said loudly: "I say, I say!"

Iron Tong put his hand down, but still stared at the long face coldly. [

With a long face like a deflated ball, he sighed and said, "They promised me that I would take Jiang Di's place and become the latest 'Xing' protector of the Tianxinghui."

These words really surprised everyone, and they all asked: "Really? There is such a thing?" "Then you agreed, so you came to try to persuade us?" "Hey, didn't you care about that before?" location?"

Iron Tong snorted, stopped talking, turned around and walked away, continued to return to his seat in the northwest corner and sat down without saying a word.

"Knowledgeable" Zhou Tong asked: "Brother Long Face, as far as I know, Tianxinghui also invited you before. Didn't you refuse at that time? Why are you willing to agree now?"

Among the more than ten big brothers here, at least half of them have been thrown olive branches by the Tianxinghui and the evil wolf gang, but they have always been used to freedom, and they would rather be the boss of their own small gang than rely on others and act according to others' faces.

The long face was pale, obviously there was something hard to say, but he was worried that the iron tongs would come to embarrass him again, so he could only say: "When I was young, I was arrogant, I always felt that I was the boss, everything in this world belonged to me, money, beauties , The territory will be in my hands in the end. But I am getting old and I can't fight anymore. Seeing one after another young people doing things more viciously and viciously than us old guys, it seems that they will step on us at any time. I am really afraid that everything I have now will suddenly disappear one day, and I will be thrown on the side of the road like a dog to live by begging."

As he spoke, he looked at the crowd.The faces of the others were also slightly moved, obviously thinking like him. "I woke up from nightmares more than once. The first thing I did was to check if my head was still there. As soon as I opened my eyes, there were a bunch of brothers waiting for me to eat, and one after another phone calls and things were waiting for me Go deal with it. I'm bored, really bored! I'm over 40 years old, how long can I fight? People who have one foot in the loess, what else do they have to fight with those energetic young people? Why don't you find a strong backer to spend your old age peacefully while you still have the value of being used."