At this time, Xinhe District, Xiaobeidong and Dasha, these two phantom names already represent many things.

From the original emergence of the new force, people feel that these two young people are OK and have great potential, but no one has taken them seriously.

As time went by, in just a few months, the second brother and the others shocked everyone with their practical actions.

Old teeth, black old five, fight with Wang Qingshan, and got the dreadlocks of "The Legend of Fu Ji" and so on...

A series of things shocked the people on the road, especially those who had seen the second brother and the stupid brother fight with each other, and they highly praised the second brother and the others.

"Damn, why are these two ruthless people coming..." The black soldier was a little confused. Although he had many subordinates, the little Northeast, which was famous in the Tao, still put some pressure on him.

"Please come in." Wang Gui said calmly.

Two minutes later, my second brother and his team were taken to the private room.

Looking at the strangers here, the second brother smiled kindly: "Hello, brothers."

"Brother Northeast, sit down." Wang Gui stood up, and his etiquette was very good: "Is there anything you two of you here to find us?"

Thinking of Master Wu’s instructions, the second brother went straight to the point.

"I will have my surname Bai soon after "Tonghegui". I will ask according to the boss's instructions. What are your plans?"

Seeing that the second brother did not directly talk about the recruitment, Wang Gui felt a little passive for a moment.

If the answer is to be left in "Tonghegui", then it will be difficult to negotiate the conditions next.

If the answer is not left in "Tonghegui", then next...

"We are still thinking about it, but we haven't figured out the answer yet." Wang Gui hesitated for a long time and said this: "Northeast..."

"Just call me Xiaodongbei." The second brother smiled and said, "By age, you are older, I have to call you Brother Wang."

Seeing that my second brother is approachable, he is not as fierce as the legendary, but like an ordinary friend, the people present cannot help but feel good about him.

When a person is in high spirits, you can see whether the person is fucked or not.

The second brother accidentally got a title that was not fucked, which really sounds quite fucked.

"Boe Dong Yong is our current leader and the only person in charge." Wang Gui said: "We still want to wait and see if Boe Dong Yong will speak. If he doesn't speak, we can talk about this matter well. If he speaks, it may not be appropriate for us to talk about it."

"He won't come out, he will die if he comes out." Seeing that the time is almost up, the second brother did not talk to Wang Gui and the others again: "Everyone has a lot of power, and he has no status as he used to live under someone else's roof. This is indeed aggrieved. My boss said that as long as you are willing to stay in "Donghegui" and help him firmly sit down, each person will give him a place as the master."

"Master of the Hall?" The black soldier was stunned, not understanding the second brother's meaning.

There is no precedent for "Tonghegui" to establish a precedent for the head of the hall, and there has always been only the position of the white paper fan and the second-road marshal.

Under these only a few positions, no matter how many people you have, how cruel you are, or how famous you are, you will still be a nameless slut.

What is the most important thing about the underworld?

Still the same two words, reputation.

Black soldiers often hear people asking him, what is your identity in "Donghegui"?

Whenever he heard this question, he didn't know how to answer, and he couldn't help feeling unwilling.

If you have enough manpower and fame, but you are still nameless and have no distinction. What is this?

If I were in another club, I would have to have a seat as a master!

"Since the helm has been replaced, the rules naturally have to be replaced. The boss said that he wants to run a brand new "Donghegui".

During the second brother's story, the people present listened quietly, with different expressions.

But their eyes all showed surprise, especially people like Black Soldiers, who could easily reveal anything they thought in their hearts.

There are only a few leaders who are older than the master. Below the masters, all the leaders are famous and not short signs.

This name is really precious to those who have never had a definite identity.

"That's it." Wang Gui was trembling when he spoke. He was excited. He probably didn't expect that Bai Bao would be so generous: "Since Brother Bai Bao respects us, we will naturally stay. We didn't think about being Erwuzi who betrayed the master."

"It's almost this matter. Everyone is busy first. My brother and I will say goodbye first." The second brother stood up and looked at everyone with a smile: "The boss will invite you to a meal at that time, and I hope everyone will appreciate it."

"You're welcome, you're so kind!"

The second brother and the others were making great progress, and Wang Gui and the others also felt a little relaxed. At least they didn’t have to think about so many troubles anymore. As long as they continued to develop according to this momentum, the position of the hall master would be a foregone conclusion.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the private room was extremely warm, and Wang Gui and the others showed their kind side.

The talks between the two sides are pleasant and friendly, which is actually a model of negotiations in the underworld.

At the same time, Shuangban became much more depressed.

When I learned that Dong Yongbo was missing, Shuangban's first reaction was, I'm fucking, I'm dead.

He turned out to be the one who made a living with Dong Yong Bo, so he naturally knew what this big brother had.

Bai Baoguo has always been trying to kill the two-faced and three-sworded two-legged one, and Bai Baoguo has always been trying to kill the whole family. If he doesn't die, he will definitely end up killing his whole family.

Shuangban felt scared.

"Brother Shuangban, our venue is swept by Bai Baoguo and the others!!!"

"We asked Xiaodongbei and others to bring people to burn our warehouse!!!"

"Brother Shuangfan..."

These are the news that Shuangban heard the most in the past few days, and it kept appearing in his ears over and over again.

On the day when my second brother went to talk to Wang Gui and the others, Shuangban took people to patrol among several venues as usual. In order to prevent being blocked by the fool and the others, Shuangban brought more than 20 people with him, and half of them were carrying firearms and a gun bag on their backs.

Moreover, Shuangban is also a person who is more afraid of death. He doesn't go out of his territory at all, just wandering on that acre of three-point land.

"Brother Shuangfan, otherwise we will follow Brother Fox, too?" A younger brother next to him said to him: "Bai Baoguo has been paying the score for us recently. Maybe one day he will fight us head-on..."

Upon hearing this, Shuangban just sighed and didn't say anything.

At first he planned to go directly with the fox, but who would have thought that the fox would not be able to bid him at all, and the people in "The Chaozhou Gang" did not mean to accept the double episode.

He is just waiting to die now. Every day, he is thinking about how to settle this matter, and when should he run away.

In fact, the most regrettable thing in Shuangban's life is not that he was right and stood in the wrong team with Bai Baoguo, but that he did not choose to run away from the beginning.

He had just walked out of the second store and saw a middle-aged man smoking a cigarette, holding a machete wrapped in a newspaper in his hand, looking at himself from afar.

"This person looks familiar..." Shuangfan frowned, feeling that the person standing across the street seemed familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere.

Suddenly, he suddenly remembered a person who had been away for several years.

"Fuck me!!!" Shuangban ran without hesitation and shouted: "Damn it!!! Kill the grandson across the street to death!!! Don't let him come here!!!"

Hearing the boss's order, the more than 20 little brothers did not hesitate and pulled out the guy and rushed over, but no one took out the firearm.

If you hit him more than twenty, you still need a gun? Is that a waste of bullets?

Some people think so, but they regret it as soon as they surrounded the old lame man.

"Damn it seems that no one remembers me." The old lame man was laughing and pulled out the knife. Before the other party could react, the tip of the knife had already stabbed a bastard into a bastard.

"Fuck you guys!!!"

The old lame man did not choose to chase Shuangban at the beginning, but after chopping down the two people, he squeezed out the crowd and rushed out.

He thought, he had to do this beautifully.

Otherwise, who can remember me?

At this time, Shuangban had already run away, and the old lame man was still chasing all the way. In the end, he saw that he could not catch up with Shuangban, so he threw the machete to the ground and rushed out.

Don’t look at the old lame man who usually walks limply, when you see him running, you will probably be really scared.

Fuck me, it's like Liu Xiang possessed me, and I can't tell at all that he usually limps.

Half a minute later, Shuangban had already run to the entrance of an alley of his stronghold. He seemed to have seen the hope of survival. As long as he went in, he called everyone out...

"What are you running?" A thin hand grabbed his shoulder. Before Shuangban could react, the old lame man's fist had already hit his nose.

After receiving this blow, Shuangban's nose collapsed directly. No matter how awesome the nose bridge is, I think I can't bear the old lame man's punch.

After the people behind caught up, Shuangban was no longer angry.

It is no exaggeration to say that he was killed by the old lame man with his fist, and his ribs were cut off by the old lame man with his feet. His whole face was no longer visible, and he was covered in blood.

The old lame man looked at the dozen or so bastards with bare hands and went straight to meet them.

"Damn it!!! Come on!!!"

The people in the Shuangfantang came five minutes later. The speed was indeed not slow, which shows that they were running all the way.

But after they arrived at the scene, they could no longer find the old lame man.

There were some people lying on the ground. If you roughly count, there were eight people who were unconscious alone.

That day, a gust of wind suddenly came from the road in Xinhe District.

The old lame man who made many people on the road fear a few years ago came back.
Chapter completed!