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Section 5, the boss gave me a plate of kitchen knife

"Then don't blame us for being rude." Yuan Laosan and the others said and stood up. Everyone picked up a kitchen knife from the basin full of soy sauce and minced garlic.

"What do you want to do?" Zhao Hongbing put his hands in his sleeves and said expressionlessly that Zhao Hongbing's temper is not generally good now. Looking at the group of hooligans in front of him who are looking for trouble, he can still patiently ask them "What are you doing?"

"

"What? Fuck you!" Yuan Laosan picked up the kitchen knife and rushed forward.

Zhao Hongbing was quite puzzled. Why didn't they use triangular scrapers or weapons of mass destruction like spears to fight? Those broken kitchen knives couldn't kill anyone even if they were cut dozens of times. Zhao Hongbing may not know, but today's bastards

Although more and more people want to become famous, there are fewer and fewer people who have the courage to kill people. Weapons such as triangular scrapers and spears have become less and less popular at that time.

Before Zhao Hongbing could take action, Little Beijing had already grabbed Yuan Laosan's knife-holding wrist. He stumbled, twisted his hand, and with a soft "crack" sound, Yuan Laosan's arm was twisted and dislocated by Little Beijing.

Another man wearing glasses also rushed up and slashed at Little Beijing without thinking. Little Beijing repeated its old tricks, grabbing, stumbling and twisting, and twisting and dislocating the "glasses" arm.

Almost at the same time as the "glasses" came up, the third member of the kitchen knife team rushed up, swung the kitchen knife with trembling hands and slashed at Little Beijing. Zhao Hongbing noticed a detail. When he was slashing, his eyes were closed.

He raised his "glasses" arm to block it, and then kicked him two or three meters away.

The two people whose arms had been twisted and dislocated by Little Beijing squatted on the ground in pain. Beads of sweat kept falling from their foreheads. The other three people in the kitchen knife team saw Little Beijing knocking down three of them.

Knowing he was outmatched, he abandoned his companions and ran away!

At this time, Pan Daqing also rushed up and hit Yuan Laosan and his glasses on the head repeatedly with a rolling pin.

Pan Daqing only hit him three or five times, and his glasses actually begged for mercy, "Brother, don't hit me, brother, don't hit me."

"Daqing, stop fighting." Zhao Hongbing, who had not started fighting, stopped. He felt that fighting with these children was really meaningless.

"Let's go!" Zhao Hongbing said. After saying that, he turned around and sat down casually, not bothering to look at the so-called "Chopper Team".

"Come over for dinner when you have time," said Little Beijing.

Afterwards, Ergou heard a conversation between Zhao Hongbing and Li Si

"How come today's bastards are so unbeaten? Xiao Pan begged for mercy after beating him twice. I saw the guy with glasses crying when he left," said Zhao Hongbing

"Red Soldier, look at what kind of society we are in now. It's no longer an era where you can "poke" out anyone who is ruthless or fierce. Today's gangsters can "poke" out anyone who is rich and powerful." Li

Si said, "Si'er, those who fought with us in the past, Tudou, Lao Wu, Er Hu, Lu Wei, etc., although their character is not very good, but who was subdued in the fight? Even Huang Laoxie, Xiao Shen and I were defeated.

Even though I was beaten like that, I didn’t even say a single harsh word.”

"Those little bastards all think it's easy to become famous. They don't have any skills but imitate others in fighting. In fact, they just waste money for their families."

"What's the use of becoming famous? After becoming famous, will the state pay wages or provide subsidies?" Zhao Hongbing found it difficult to understand the psychology of those little bastards.

"Haha, the country sent him to jail"

“It’s really puzzling”

"What are you wondering about? You don't take fame seriously, but others do."

"I never thought about becoming famous. They have to be famous if they want to be famous."

"You don't want to be famous, but your fame is not small. Now all the little gangsters in the street want to be like you and become a big brother in the world. If we say that a few years ago, when we always fought, there was 1 gangster in every 10 people. Now it is

It’s because 4 or 5 out of 10 people are gangsters, and they dare to come out and fool around.”

"Who is the big brother of Jianghu? What is a good thing about this?" Zhao Hongbing never thinks that his title of social eldest brother is a good thing.

"Today's gangsters have different ideas than we did at that time. When we were young, our biggest ideal was to be soldiers. If we had the opportunity to be soldiers, we didn't even have to go to college. Even at that time, our biggest ideal as soldiers was to win military honors and win military honors.

Heroic sacrifice, we never fight for money, it's all for fighting spirit. Look at those bastards nowadays. They want to be famous for fighting all day long. They bully the weak and fear the strong. After beating them, they still blackmail them. People like me open a game arcade.

I’ve seen a lot, and there were a lot of troublemakers when we first opened. Wang Yu and Wang Liang and their two brothers, along with a few brothers, fought against those gangsters several times. Do you think who else is going to make trouble at my place now?”

Li Si said, "Wang Yu and Wang Liang are really good brothers, upright and righteous. But I see that your game hall is basically full of poker machines. Last time I went to your game hall, I saw someone there all night. You...

If you lose tens of thousands, you won’t lose if you lose quickly..."

"Money is so low now that it is worthless. If I had continued to open a billiards room, I would have starved to death by now. It's okay for me to starve to death. Where are my wife and children? Wang Yu has been eating with me since he was 18 or 9 years old.

Where is my little brother? I used to be the only one

I gave Wang Yu 100 yuan a month to look after the billiard room for me. Is it okay to give him another 100 yuan now? Now 100 yuan is not enough for two people to have a meal in your restaurant. Why can I get out now? Because I

Don’t you have a lot of money?”

"Well..." Zhao Hongbing nodded thoughtfully.

Zhao Hongbing should have felt at this time that because he had been in prison for four years, it was indeed difficult to integrate with today's society in a short period of time. At first, he felt that Li Si and Zhang Yue's business was not a serious business, and hoped that they would stop early. But when he heard

When they explained their reasons, Zhao Hongbing felt that their behavior was understandable.

This is China, which has been changing rapidly for more than 20 years. In four years in developed countries like Europe and the United States, there may not be any changes, but in China, four years have already been earth-shaking. Changes like this are not just

It’s about material life, but also about spiritual life.

On the night when Little Beijing drove away the Chopper Team, Chiang Kai-shek came to the Asia Hotel with great enthusiasm.

"Zhang Yue went in, and the crazy brother-in-law reported the case."

"Didn't they scare you with knives? Why did you report the crime after being stabbed twice?" Zhao Hongbing didn't expect that the gangster would report the crime after the fight.

"Go and get some money to bail Zhang Yue out! I can't find Li Yang now, so I have to come to you. I heard from my friends in the criminal police team that Zhang Yue is being beaten right now!"

"Xiao Shen, take the money and leave."


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