A few gangsters ignored everyone and talked non-stop, and even started to talk about their dreams. They dreamed that they were superhuman beings who could kill people in and out of the crowd, and then be killed by the Qing Gang.
People valued him, and then he climbed up step by step, becoming a small boss, a big boss, a helmsman, a hall leader... Anyway, he was rising all the way up, and he almost became the leader of the Qing Gang. [ ]
Long Liexue, who was shining their shoes, felt as if he was listening to a fairy tale. He finally couldn't help but persuaded: "Brothers, please be more realistic. Life is precious. If you step into the world of the underworld, you can't help it."
It can't be pulled out anymore, and someone might use a machete one day..."
"What the hell, I asked you to polish your shoes, but you just polished your shoes honestly and came to educate us? Listen to what you said, how unlucky, we are the future generals of the Qinggang..." This military brother's dream
Before he woke up, he was talking excitedly, and the foot was still moving around. Then under his shaking, a black thing next to him fell down and landed on his white shoes. Wan Jun lowered his head and took a look.
, and immediately started yelling, "Shoe shiner, you ruined my shoes. Do you know how much my shoes are worth? Even a shabby stall like you can't even afford ten. Damn it, it's really unlucky.
You pay me a pair of new ones, otherwise, I will beat you until you can’t get up today..."
"This little brother, I'm really sorry. I'll wipe it clean for you right now. I promise to wipe it clean for you..." Long Liexue smiled apologetically, changed the cloth and water, and started wiping with all his strength, but Wan Jun couldn't
He was unhappy, "Stop fucking wiping it. No matter how much you wipe it, I can't get it back to its original whiteness. Do you know what big event I'm going to do today? If you ask me to wear shoes like this, that's not true."
Is it a big deal to ruin me?"
As Wan Jun said this, in order to show his majesty, his other foot suddenly tried to knock down a shoe repair machine. Long Liexue quickly reached out and grabbed Wan Jun's leg, pleading.
He said in a tone: "Little brother, it's my fault. I promise to clean it up for you. Don't smash my stall, okay?"
"Damn, your hands are very strong!" Wan Jun felt that his feet were being pinched and couldn't move. He was furious again, "Brothers, let's do it together and smash his stall. Let him pay for it."
I need a new pair of shoes, otherwise, this matter will not be over..."
Immediately, several gangsters rushed forward together. Seeing this situation, the security guard wanted to go up to help, but Shen Fei stretched out his hand to stop him. Shen Fei's eyes looked at Long Liexue. He wanted to know whether Long Liexue was still alive.
How long can I endure it? I want to know what kind of heart this once excellent soldier feels now...