Tieqi didn't talk nonsense anymore, but said: "One."
Sweat poured down his long face.
"Two." The iron clamp's hand used a little strength to press on the top of the head of the long face.
Chang Lian swallowed hard and said loudly: "I said it, I said it!"
Iron Clamp put down his hand, but still stared coldly at the long face.[
The long face looked like a deflated rubber ball, and he sighed and said: "They promised me to let me take Jiang Di's place and become the latest 'Xing' protector of the Tianxing Association."
These words really surprised everyone, and they all asked: "Really? Such a thing can happen?" "Then you agreed, so you came to try your best to persuade us?" "Hey, didn't you care about that before?
Location?"
Tieqi snorted, stopped talking, turned and walked away, returned to his seat in the northwest corner and sat down without saying a word.
"Know-it-all" Zhou Tong asked: "Brother Long Face, as far as I know, Tianxing Club also invited you before. Didn't you refuse it then? Why are you willing to agree now?"
Among the more than ten elder brothers here, at least half have been offered olive branches by the Tianxing Society and the Wolf Gang, but they have always been accustomed to freedom and would rather be the boss of their own small gang than rely on others to act based on their looks.
The long-faced man was pale, obviously hiding something unspeakable, but he was worried that the iron pliers would come back to embarrass him, so he could only say: "When I was young, I was arrogant. I always felt that I was the boss. Everything in this world belongs to me, including money and beauties.
, the territory will eventually be in my hands. But as I get older, I can no longer fight. I see one after another young people doing things more cruel and vicious than us old guys, and it seems that they will step on us at any time.
I am really afraid that everything I have now will suddenly disappear one day, and I will be thrown on the roadside like a dog and live by begging.”
As he spoke, he looked at everyone. The faces of the others were slightly moved, and they obviously thought the same thing as him. "I woke up from nightmares more than once, and the first thing I did was to touch my head to see if it was still there.
.As soon as I opened my eyes, there were a bunch of brothers waiting for me to make a living, and one phone call and one thing after another waiting for me to deal with. I was annoyed, really annoyed! I am already over forty years old, and I can still work hard.
How long? How long can a person who has already stepped into the soil use to compete with those motivated young people? It is better to find a strong backer to spend his remaining years while he is still valuable."