I immediately threw the microphone on the table: "It seems that I can't sing this song today. It's really disappointing."
Zhou Cong chuckled: "Not only that, but there are also a lot of people coming."
"How about we call the police?" Li Xiaowei said inappropriately from the side.
"Call the police. Do I still have a criminal record? Why don't you go to the police and get beaten to death?" You know, I went to the police station in Yemen District last time, and everyone there remembers me.
?I don’t know what method Director Zhao thought of to get it for me. Even if he personally came forward, but the county magistrate is not as good as the current one, people will definitely listen to Secretary Wang.
It's funny when you think about it. He is considered a little hero in the city police station, but in the district police station, he is probably a thorn in people's side.
Thinking about it, the door of our box was opened.
Oh, there are quite a lot of people here. In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen people came in. They were all dressed in the same uniform. Just like the few gangsters at the beginning, they wore Adidas clothes and slippers.
I took a breath and thought that I was going to be in trouble today. I couldn't do strenuous exercise for sure. Li Xiaowei could ignore the remaining three people. Zhou Cong could only deal with a few. Chili Pepper is the brave man, and there are no more people than one person.
You have to lie down in a while.
After a while, the big bag was filled with people. We all stood up and looked at the group of people opposite.
The people opposite didn't say anything, they all stood straight and stared at us. After a while, a middle-aged man wearing a black vest walked in. This middle-aged man was dressed differently from a group of people.
He is very conspicuous in the crowd. Moreover, this middle-aged man's hairstyle is also quite special. His hair is cut into an upside-down peach. It looks a bit like Guo Degang.
The middle-aged man didn't even look at us when he came in. He just hummed: "Who just hit my brother? I heard he was quite aggressive?"
It seems that the middle-aged man is the leader of this group of people.
Zhou Cong stood next to me and hummed, saying in a low voice: "Who did I think it was? It turned out to be him."
I said, "You know him."
"I can't even say I know him, I just met him a few times."
I breathed a sigh of relief, it looked like there was a chance.
The middle-aged man finally looked at us. When he saw Zhou Cong, his face twitched obviously. Then he laughed: "Who do I think it is? It turns out to be Master Zhou. Who do I think is so powerful?
What?" The middle-aged man smiled softly.
Sure enough, the middle-aged man knew Zhou Cong.
Zhou Cong took a step forward and smiled: "Uncle Wu, who do I think you are? Such a big posture."
The middle-aged man who was called Uncle Wu by Zhou Cong also smiled: "The society is so chaotic now, how about not bringing some people with you when you go out? And aren't we all the younger brothers of the eldest brother?"
"Uncle Wu, you have to reflect on it. Just now, your younger brother came to me to collect protection money. I didn't know he was Uncle Wu's subordinate. He beat him up without a second thought. Does Uncle Wu have any objections?
"
"No, no, what can I say? It's not that you don't have eyesight, young master, it's those people who don't have eyesight. They are still looking for you to collect protection money. They are looking for death." Following the middle-aged man, he turned back and patted a young man next to him.
: "Cripple. Bring those people here."
The man named Lame nodded and opened the door without saying a word. After a while, four people took off the bald ones we had just beaten and came in.
Uncle Wu pointed to a few people on the ground: "Master, do you think it's them?"
Zhou Cong nodded: "These are the ones who don't have eyesight."
Uncle Wu snorted: "Very good. Fatty, do you know who you hit?"
The fat man lay on the ground and shook his head: "Kor Angkor, I don't know."
"Haha, I don't know. I'll scare you to death if I tell you. This is Brother Zhou's son. Did you hear me? When are you going to have some fucking eyesight? You dare to mess with anyone. You even ask someone to collect protection money. Why?
Got you..."
"No...ah!"
Before the fat man could speak, he was kicked over by Uncle Wu. Then Uncle Wu picked up the ashtray on the table, then put it on the fat man's stomach, and then pressed the fat man firmly with one hand.
Then the ashtray carried by the other hand hit the fat man's head.
Snap!
The fat man yelled "Ah". But Uncle Wu didn't blink and smashed the ashtray down again.
Two times, three times, four times.
The scene suddenly became quiet. The fat man didn't scream, and he probably passed out.
Uncle Wu took the ashtray and smashed it almost a dozen times before he stopped and stood up gracefully. He threw the ashtray on the ground.
The lame man next to him handed a napkin to Uncle Wu in time. Uncle Wu took the paper and wiped the blood on his hands, then threw the paper to the ground. This suddenly reminded me of the movie starring Chow Yun-fat, with everyone behind him
Gasoline, and then Fa Ge threw it towards a lighter with his back, and there was a bang. Then it started to explode. How domineering.
This is how Uncle Wu feels to me now. The underworld is all about style!
Uncle Wu spat on the ground and said, "Wipe it, you blind guy." Then he waved his hand again: "Chop off one hand of each of the other people. What the hell."
The lame man had already taken out a small dagger beside him and was about to take action with great force.
Zhou Cong grabbed the lame man next to him: "Uncle Wu, forget it, forget it. They don't know me either, so if they did, I wouldn't dare to give them courage? I think this matter can be settled here! Underneath
It’s not easy for people either.”
"Master, this is your plea for mercy, otherwise I will teach them a good education. Damn it, listen to me one by one, there are many people in this society that you cannot afford to offend!" Uncle Wu shouted,
Quite impressive.
Zhou Cong smiled: "Uncle Wu is right, there are a lot of people! You will never be offended in your life, right, Uncle Wu!" Zhou Cong's words are so weird that anyone with a discerning eye will know it.
There is something in his words.
Uncle Wu also smiled and patted Zhou Cong on the shoulder: "It is true that a hero comes from a young age. Master, I remember your words. But you call me Uncle Wu. I also need to remind you. Not everyone in this society is
Everyone knows you, and everyone gives you face. Maybe they give you face today, but they won’t give it tomorrow. Just like today, you met me. If it weren’t for me, the consequences would definitely not be too good, right? quot;
Zhou Cong nodded: "Thank you, Uncle Wu, for your teaching!"
"Why don't you thank me, you kid? Even if I treat you today, uncle, you can continue to sing. I have something to do and I have to be busy. Master, if you need anything, just call me."
"Well, okay. Thank you, Uncle Wu."
Uncle Wu smiled and left the private room. I looked at Zhou Cong and couldn't help but take another high look at him. Sure enough, just like my first impression of him, he was indeed not simple.
No wonder Murong Shishi's evaluation of him was not very good.
From his conversation with Uncle Wu just now, Zhou Cong should have a gang background. I thought to myself.