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

It is very simple to know the address of the headquarters of the Wolf Gang.

At least I think so, it should be very simple, right?After all, the Wolf Gang is so famous.

I sat in Liu Jie's office, looked at his zombie face like dead skin, and chatted casually.

Liu Jie always responded lightly, um, oh, ah.

At the end, I pretended to be casual and asked: "Brother Liu, where is the headquarters of the Wolf Gang?" [

Liu Jie suddenly raised his head, stared at me sharply, and asked coldly, "Why are you asking this?"

I shivered in my heart, and forced a smile and said: "It's okay, when I was practicing boxing in the club, I met a good friend. Now he has returned to work for the Wolf Gang, and I want to play with him."

"Don't get involved with them." Liu Jie's tone softened a bit, but he was still very firm.

"Hehe, hehe." I smiled wryly, knowing that Liu Jie couldn't do this, so I had no choice but to leave the security department.

I went to the Dragon and Phoenix Tower to find Zhai Guang, and chatted for a while in the same way.Because Zhai Guang had met Zhang Yujie, I said straight to the point: "Zhai Guang, I want to play with Zhang Yujie for a while, tell me where the headquarters of the Wolf Gang is."

Zhai Guang was almost possessed by Liu Jie. He raised his head suddenly, stared at me sharply, and said slowly, "Don't get involved with them."

I wondered if they had spoken on the phone in private, saying exactly the same thing.

Is it so difficult to find out the address of the headquarters of the Wolf Gang!I couldn't help but growl.

Why is my life always so full of twists and turns, and my fate is so ill-fated?

Calling Zhao Wusheng is definitely not going to work. Last time I mentioned that I wanted to find him, but he refused very resolutely.And calling Shen Xuan might not work, he would probably ask me: "Why don't you just ask Zhao Wusheng directly?"

Whoops, my head is big.

Think of two more people.I took the bus to the front of the Free Fighting Club in Firework Lane. I saw two security guards, fat and thin, whom I hadn't seen for several days, and they were very friendly, and they went up to say hello very warmly.

The thin security guard ignored me, looked at the beauties walking back and forth on the street, and said with some emotion: "The weather is getting colder, girls are wearing more and more clothes, and the sad season has come."