Interstellar arena

"What are you doing here?" When Ka Suo and Liu Fei walked out one after another, Li Meng also followed up with a jerk, and Ka Suo suddenly turned around and asked.

"I'll go with you." Li Meng said as a matter of course.

"No!" Ka Suo flatly refused.

"Hey, hey, old man, if you give you three points of color, you can start a dyeing workshop!" Li Meng put his arms around Ka Suo's shoulders carelessly, as if they knew each other very well.

Ka Suo's body was stiff and he didn't speak. His cloudy gray eyes just looked at Li Meng coldly, which made Li Meng's hair stand straight.

"Okay, okay! Please let me go, I still don't want to go, brothers, come out!"

Li Meng walked to the door and shouted, "Shushashasha..." There was a sound of trotting, countless people ran out of the darkness, at a glance, there was a large area of ​​darkness, at least there were hundreds of people, They were all strong young men, carrying all kinds of weapons in their hands, including watermelon knives, iron bars, and bricks.

Suddenly seeing hundreds of people surrounded the house, Ka Suo was startled.

"Old man, take twenty brothers to escort Brother Fei to heal his injuries. Remember, guard the black door house at the innermost part of Sparrow Lane, and not even a fly can leave, understand?" Li Meng glanced at him like a demonstration. He glanced at Ka Suo.

"Understood!" The young man with a red beard said loudly.

"Well, very good, Hua Tsai, do you know Dao Tiao?" Li Meng asked again to a young man whose body was like an iron tower.

"I know, the one with the long face." Hua Tsai quickly replied.

"Well, are there usually two gangsters hanging out with him?"

"Well, one is called Wangwang and the other is called Airplane."

"You bring four hundred people, even if you turn over the entire slum, I will find them tonight!"

"Brother Meng..." There was a trace of hesitation on Hua Zai's face.

"Speak up if you have something to say, fart if you have something to say!" Seeing that Hua Zai was slapping him in front of Ka Suo, Li Meng was furious.

"They...they...are all from Brother Nine." Hua Zai lowered his head, not daring to meet Li Meng's eyes, and said in a low voice.

"Ninth brother..." The arrogant and domineering Li Meng suddenly looked like an eggplant beaten by frost, his head was pulled down. He has been ruled by the ninth brother since he was a child. .

"Ahem...hahahahaha...Liu Fei, let's go...haha..."

Seeing that Li Meng, who was in high spirits just now, immediately lost his strength when he heard Brother Nine's name, Ka Suo coughed for a while, then laughed and pulled Liu Fei to squeeze out of the crowd, without even looking at Li Meng.

This kind of contempt and ignorance is like a dagger piercing Li Meng's heart, it hurts!

This face is lost...

All of a sudden, there was a rush of blood, anger from the heart, and evil to the gallbladder!

"Brothers, I want to ask you a question." Li Meng suddenly turned around and rushed into the hall, took a carved wooden chair and stood on it. Ma Dabiao saw that his heart was bleeding. A few valuables are also used to decorate the facade.

Hundreds of people turned their heads towards Li Meng.

"Is Brother Nine the underground emperor of the slums?" Li Meng asked loudly.

"Yes..." A group of young people looked at me and I looked at you, and finally spit out the same word. After all, this is an indisputable fact. In the slums, Brother Ninth's words are imperial decrees, and no one dares to violate them. inverse.

"So, how old is Brother Jiu?"

"It seems to be more than sixty..."

"No, it should be only over fifty."

"No, it seems that someone gave him a [-]th birthday..."

"..."

"Well, no matter whether he is seventy or eighty, do you think Brother Nine will be the underground emperor of our slum forever?" Li Meng raised his hands and made a quiet gesture, hundreds of people immediately became quiet.

"No." Everyone shook their heads in unison.

"Yes, no, brother Jiu is already oldʌ