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

These three words were like a thunder on the ground, and suddenly grabbed my heart!

Before that, when Brother Long mentioned Zhao Wusheng, he always used the words "old-fashioned brother" instead, but just now, he suddenly said his name!

What is he trying to say?

Brother Long stared straight at me, as if he wanted to see through all the thoughts in my heart.

How did he know that I knew Zhao Wusheng? [

Or are you just cheating on me?

I forced myself to calm down and said slowly, "Who is that?"

An imperceptible smile appeared on the corner of Brother Long's mouth: "You know who this is."

"I don't know." I bravely looked back, trying to keep my expression flawless.

There was no panic in my eyes, nor a trace of tension on my face.

"Hey, you can't deceive anyone with your eyes." Brother Long chuckled lightly.

"What's wrong with my eyes?" I also smiled slightly.There is absolutely nothing wrong with my eyesight now.

"Not now, but just now." Brother Long stretched out a finger and shook it lightly.

"Just now?" I was a little confused: "What happened just now?"

"Based on the relationship between you and the old man, it is impossible for you to not have a little curiosity when I mentioned the old man again and again. But you never asked me about the old man from the beginning to the end." Long Ge remained light. Smiling: "This can only show one thing, you already know who the old-fashioned brother is, so you are not interested."

"I think this is ridiculous." I shook my head and said with the same relaxed expression: "You have been telling stories before, wouldn't it be very rude if I interrupted to ask you other questions?"

I looked at Brother Long's speechless expression, and said slowly: "I hope it's still too late, can I ask you, who is the old-fashioned brother?"

"The old-fashioned brother is Zhao Wusheng, the current head of the martial arts hall of the Wolf Gang. You have practiced boxing in their club for so long, do you know this thunderous name?" Brother Long is still doubting me.

"I never communicate with people. Besides, I'm here to practice boxing, not to chat." My answer was also concise and neat.

"It's perfect." Brother Long applauded and said, "It's getting late, let's go back to self-study."