end of ten days.

Seeing that I was indifferent, Gun Youliang was even more anxious.

"Brother Jin! There is no place for you in the gang anymore. Now the person talking about it is Fat Tong. He has always had a feud with Lord Rong and will kill you!"

I picked up a bottle of Coke from my side and opened the cap.

"Go, Youliang, let's go."

"Walk……?"

"The next thing is about me and Master Tong. If you stay here, it will hurt you."

I took a sip of Coca-Cola, it was room temperature and it didn’t taste good.

Gun Youliang was silent for a long time before slowly standing up.

He paid the shopkeeper some money, then turned around and bowed to me: "Brother Jin, you have helped me before, if you need me in the next life, please tell me..."

"Okay, let's go." I waved my hand.

Gun Youliang thought for a while, then took out a folding knife from his pocket and put it in front of me: "Brother Jin, it's for self-defense."

"I never steal a knife in a fight." I shook my head, "Take it away."

"Take it, Brother Jin, I can't help you anymore."

Watching him walk out of the noodle shop step by step and turn his head back three times, I still can't calm down in my heart.

I'm so stupid, what happened?

I stayed quietly with the old man in the noodle shop, he washed the dishes, I drank Coke, and no one spoke.

Twenty minutes later, the sound of cars came from the street at the door, and a dozen or so cars were parked outside the house.

A large group of people with serious faces rushed in.

I have never met most of these people, but I know the man at the head.

Brother Chong, the white paper fan in the gang.

There is a long and narrow scar on his face from his left forehead to his right chin, which is very conspicuous.

Brother Chong came to me, sat down slowly, and picked up another bottle of Coke.

"Normal temperature." I said.

"It's okay." He bit open the bottle cap with his teeth, and drank several gulps.

He bit his lip, looking miserable.

"Brother Chong, do you want such a big fight to see me?" I looked at the dozens of people crowded in the room, expressionless.

"The most vicious red stick four years ago, you alone were able to overthrow 37 people with your bare hands. How can you do it without this battle?"

"Then...does Lord Tong have something to say to me?"

Brother Chong thought for a moment, then turned around and said to the crowd: "You guys go to the street and wait, you are not allowed to come in without my order."

"Yes, Brother Chong."

After everyone left, Brother Chong sighed deeply.

"Ah Jin, why did you say you came back?"

"This is my home, why can't I come back?"

Brother Chong grabbed my collar and said in a suppressed voice, "Ah Jin! Master Tong and I both wanted to let you go, but you swaggered back and beat someone, how do you want him to come forward to deal with this matter? You are the confidant of the traitor!"

If Brother Chong wanted to let me go, I can still understand, after all, he used to take good care of me.

But why does Master Tong let me go?

"Master Rong is not a traitor." I said, "There must be some misunderstanding."

Brother Chong sighed helplessly after hearing this, he let go of his hand, and then took out two things from his bosom.

On the left is a ticket, on the right is the key to the motorcycle.

"Ah Jin, choose for yourself. Go to Thailand, Master Tong has an errand for you, and I guarantee that you will not starve to death for the rest of your life. Either ride the motorcycle at the back door and leave, and don't show up again in the future."

Brother Chong seemed to know me for the first time, and he actually asked me to choose.

"I don't choose either, Brother Chong, I'll take your car." I stood up and walked out the door.

Brother Chong shook his head, put away the things on the table, and followed behind.

As I was about to go out, I remembered something again.

"Brother Chong, I don't have any money, so you should pay for the two bottles of Coke."

……

There was no change in the gang, except that the boys passing through the hall were all replaced by Master Tong's people.

I know Master Tong is moody, he has been at odds with Master Rong all the year round, and I am undoubtedly the biggest thorn in his side.

"Master Tong, Ah Jin is here." Brother Chong knocked on the door.

"Let him in."

Brother Chong nodded, stood outside the door and opened it, and I stepped into the room.

The light in the room is very dark, the smoke is lingering, and the sound of the prayer beads can be vaguely heard.

"Master Tong, Ah Jin." I said.

"Bless the second master." Master Tong's deep voice came from the shadow.

I nodded, and came to the statue of Guan Erye beside me, raised the three incense sticks over my forehead, and bowed respectfully three times.

"Come." Sitting in the dark, Master Tong beckoned.

I came to sit down in front of Master Tong and called out, "Master Tong."

"Well, Ah Jin..." Master Tong sat on the sofa with a big belly, twirling the bracelet in his hand, "I heard you when you were working under Gui Rong, you were very popular."

"Master Tong is showing love. I, Jin, am a reckless man who only knows how to fight."

"Nonsense." Master Tong coughed weakly, "I heard that Gambling Guirong sent you to learn the most popular fighting techniques in the world. If it weren't for these four years of hard work, you would be a professional boxer now .”

"Yes, Lord Rong taught me how to eat. He is my benefactor. Ah Jin will never forget it."

Hearing this sentence, Master Tong paused while twisting his finger on the bracelet, and then said: "But Ah Jin, gambling Guirong violated the gang rules, what do you think...how will this be settled?"

I nodded and said, "I don't believe that Lord Rong stole the money. Two million is not a small amount. He wouldn't be so confused."

After hearing this, Master Tong snorted coldly, threw the bracelet in his hand on the table, and then straightened up from the dark place, revealing his bloated face.

"Ah Jin, it's not "stealing money", but "owing money". He asked me for 200 million, and when it was time to pay back the money, he ran away. " Master Tong gritted his teeth and said, "The rice noodle sausage didn't get money from the gang, it was my money..."

"what……?"

Master Tong looked very angry. He took a few deep breaths before calming down slowly. He still gritted his molars and asked, "What do you think?"

"Will my life be worth it?" I asked.

Master Tong didn't speak, but picked up the bracelet again, closed his eyes and continued to twist it.

I waited for a few seconds, Master Tong still didn't speak, I think I understood what he meant.

"Thank you, Lord Tong, for making it happen."

I stood up, took out the jackknife from my pocket, took two steps back, and put it on my neck.

But before I could cut it off, two people rushed out from behind me and pinned me firmly on the table.

I had no idea there was someone else hiding in this room.

"Good boy, you're really kind." Master Tong nodded, only to see him dryly laugh a few times and then immediately lower his face, "Ah Jin...but what's the use of me taking your life? My money Woolen cloth?"

"Master Tong, I'm useless, I can't afford 200 million." I was pressed on the table, gritted my teeth and said, "How do you want to settle this account? How can you let Master Rong go?"

"Ah Jin...Ah Jin, you are really stupid." Master Tong stretched out his hand, and the person next to him handed him a cigarette and lit it, "You have been in the kiln for gambling Guirong for four years, come out After that, I still have to help him block the knife, so why bother?"

"I've said it before, Lord Rong is kind to me."

"But he has always used you as a gunman, and never cared about your life." Master Tong took a puff of cigarette and asked seriously, "That fan sausage named Gun Youliang is neither mine nor yours, why? I want to bring you to Mong Kok?"