Chapter one hundred and sixty-two training the gangster
"Xiaowei, Uncle Gou was just joking with your mother. How could your father die because he was so lucky? Besides, your father was kind to me, so how could I curse him?"
Yang Wei is not a three-year-old child. He naturally does not believe these words of Brother Gou. Although he has long felt that Uncle Gou was disloyal to his father, but there was no evidence, he put it in the back of his mind. However,
I happened to hear it today, so Yang Wei has decided to report to his father immediately when he comes back.
"Oh, okay, uncle Gou, don't make such jokes again."
Yang Wei said with a half-smile, and then passed sideways between the dog brother and his mother, and returned to his room.
Brother Gou looked at Yang Wei's leaving back, with a bit of murderous intent in his eyes. The young man didn't look like he believed what he said just now. It was right. Only if someone believed the lie he made up on the spur of the moment.
There is something wrong. In this case, this kid will definitely tell the truth. If the blacksmith knows that he has said such things, it will definitely be a disaster like the sky is falling. No, this kid cannot be kept!
Sister Juan on the side naturally saw this in her eyes. She swept away her charming appearance before, her eyes were cold, and her face was as frosty as she said:
"Gouzi, if you dare to do anything to me, an independent seedling, I will never forgive you!"
Brother Gou was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he secretly thought to himself that he had revealed his murderous intention. This was bad. It was easy to deal with Yang Wei, but none of the brothers under Sister Juan were easy to mess with.
Well, things are getting tricky this time.
"Sister Juan, what are you talking about? Xiaowei is like my own son, how could I be murderous towards him?"
"Come on, I don't know you yet. Your eyes change when you want to kill someone. Xiaowei, who you just looked at like this, I tell you, I will pretend I didn't hear those nonsense words you said. I will wait until the head blacksmith
I will talk it out for you when I come back, so you can rest assured. You should think carefully about killing my son yourself!"
After Sister Juan said this, she turned around and left, leaving Brother Gou alone.
Brother Dog looked at Sister Juan's leaving back, her round buttocks twisting and turning, and Brother Dog couldn't help but spat:
"Fuck, stinky bitch, what a slut!"
It was past midnight when Ye Long arrived in Xidan City. Xidan City was very quiet. There were very few pedestrians still wandering on the streets, because this time is the time when the local gangsters in Xidan City are active.
Normally, people would turn off the lights and go to bed long ago, dreaming of meeting Duke Zhou.
No, no matter what, as soon as Ye Long entered the central part of Xidan City, he met a group of gangsters. Judging from the way these people were dressed, Ye Long quickly identified their identities.
"Hey, let me tell you, what is that boy over there doing so late?"
The leader, a yellow-haired young man, took a sip of the cigarette in his hand and asked. Ye Long couldn't help but chuckle when he saw Ya San's appearance. What age is this? A gangster still looks like this. Ye Long didn't want to cause trouble.
, just glanced at a few people and walked towards Huanghai Street.
Unexpectedly, Ye Long had no intention of causing trouble, but these people did not intend to let Ye Long go. When they saw that Ye Long turned a blind eye to them, they immediately lost their temper. As they spoke, they put out their cigarettes, picked up sticks and ran towards Ye Long.
And go.
"You bastard, stop here. Do you dare to ignore me?"
Hearing this, Ye Long couldn't help but have a dark thought, "Damn, there are people who are looking for death like this, they really need to be taught a lesson. If that's the case, then I will take good care of you, the useless young people who don't learn well, on behalf of your parents."
"What do you want from me?"
Ye Long pretended to be frightened and stood shivering in the corner, looking at Huang Mao and others in panic.
The few gangsters who caught up looked at each other when they saw Ye Long's coward appearance, and then sneered. Huang Mao held the baseball bat in his hand and pressed it against Ye Long's shoulder, and said with cold eyes:
"Aren't you very cool? Aren't you ignoring me?"
"Boss...I didn't, let me go."
Ye Long was "frightened" and squatted on the ground, holding his head with his hands, not daring to resist at all, and then said tremblingly:
"Brother, tell me how you can let me go."
"Let you go? Hand over all your belongings."
Huang Mao said without thinking. Judging from his appearance, it seemed that this was not the first time he had done such a thing.
"Brother, this...this is all my money!"
Ye Long handed over his wallet. What was in the wallet was what Gao and Sun gave him before he left Nanman City. They said it was for the road, and Kali also gave him a lot of shots. Ye Long is now like a big man.
payment.
Huang Mao took Ye Long's bulging wallet and rummaged through it. When he saw so many red items in it, his eyes were stunned, and the gangsters around him naturally saw it too.
"You brat, despite your appearance, you are actually a rich man!"
"Brother, have you seen enough of this?"
"Enough! Enough for your mother!"
As Huang Mao spoke, he waved the baseball bat in his hand and hit Ye Long hard on the head. Ye Long fell to the ground and could no longer react.
"Brother, don't you want to be beaten to death?"
"What's the matter? What are you afraid of? This guy is so rich and it's obvious that he is not a good person. When the time comes, we will be the ones who are unlucky if we let him go!"
Huang Mao reprimanded him angrily, and what he said was not unreasonable. He was very happy with the money he had robbed from Ye Long in his hand, and said to his many younger brothers:
"Let's go and have a good time tonight!"
"Where do you guys want to go?"
Just when Huang Mao and others were about to turn around and leave, Ye Long, who had been knocked unconscious, suddenly stood up. He looked at the people in front of him with an expressionless voice and a cold voice. Killing intent began to radiate out around him with him as the center.
A cold feeling crawled from the soles of the little gangsters' feet to the top of their heads, and even the hairs on their hair stood up in shock.
Huang Mao obviously didn't expect that he didn't kill Ye Long with his full blow. Let alone killing him, there wasn't even a scratch on Ye Long's head.
"What a fool, I still don't believe in evil today!"
As Huang Mao spoke, he was about to wave the stick in his hand and hit Ye Long again. Ye Long no longer wanted to continue acting. It was time to let these gangsters know what real strength was.
He stood still, and the invisible spiritual power spread out with him as the center, sealing all the space within a radius of two meters around him, and Huang Mao within this range could not move at all, even the vicious look on his face
His expression cannot change even one bit.
Seeing this, Ye Long stepped forward and took the bat from Huang Mao's hand, and hit Huang Mao's back hard. You know, that was Ye Long's hand strength and the cultivation of the second level of the saint's human body! This
Huang Mao was knocked out of breath as soon as the stick hit him, and he almost couldn't breathe and passed out...