Ten Days End

"I..."

Some bad thoughts came to my mind, and I actually doubted Master Rong at that moment.

"And you just came out, how could you have a knife on you?" Master Tong took the knife from my hand and looked at it carefully, "This knife has been carefully polished and is extremely sharp, enough to kill people. But that Fanchang didn't expect you to be so stupid that you actually wanted to use this knife to kill yourself."

I don't understand what Master Tong meant, I just know that what he said was definitely not a good thing.

He was wronging Master Rong.

"A Jin, I have a way to let me and the gambling ghost Rong Fanchang write off the account." He waved his hand and sent away the people who held me down.

I straightened up, stretched my muscles, and asked, "What's the solution?"

"You come to help me, and I'll give you food."

When he saw that I didn't answer, he said, "I can also let you learn boxing. You have a criminal record and can't become a professional boxer, but I will recommend you to the underground boxing gym. I can give you everything that Gambler Rong can give you. Follow me in the future."

I was slightly stunned.

"Master Tong, I, A Jin, a bad guy, can I really be worth two million?"

"You are not a bad guy." Master Tong shook his head, "Except for you, where can I find a loyal and capable henchman?"

I seemed to understand.

It turned out that the previous plane ticket was really Master Tong's idea.

Not only did he not kill me, he even wanted to take me in?

"You have been in prison for four years, and I have taken care of everything." Master Tong continued to smoke and said in his low voice, "No one has made things difficult for you in these years, right?"

Indeed, no one has troubled me in the past four years.

"Master Tong..." I bowed deeply to Master Tong, "Thank you for your kindness, but my boss is Master Rong. As long as he is still here, I can't recognize another boss."

Master Tong was silent for a long time after hearing this.

He slowly stood up, his height only reached my shoulders, but the whole person had an imposing aura.

"Ah Jin, I feel that I have given you enough face."

"Yes." I nodded, "I will never forget Master Tong's kindness, but I have always regarded Master Rong as my father. I can't just ignore such a big thing that happened to him."

"Good boy, you have guts." Master Tong stretched out his hand and slapped me hard on the face twice, which hurt me.

There is Master Rong between him and me, how can I recognize him as the boss?

I saw Master Tong stayed beside me for a while, turned around and walked to the window to look at the scenery.

I still couldn't figure out what this man was thinking.

"Master Tong... what's the matter with the two million?"

Hearing my question, Master Tong laughed unpleasantly.

"Haha... People in the underworld are really interesting nowadays. They agree to anything when they borrow money, but start to cry when it's time to pay it back."

Tong Ye took a puff of cigarette, glanced at the busy traffic outside the window, and then continued in a low voice: "Gambler Rong called me a devil and cold-blooded. But that Fanchang should also think from another perspective. When he was most helpless and needed money the most, I lent him a hand. When no institution would lend him money, I lent him money. To him, I am not a devil, but a savior."

I still don't understand. Rong Ye actually borrowed money from Tong Ye. Didn't Jiu stop him?

"But how did he treat me, his savior? He cried everywhere, saying how difficult it was for him and that the two million he borrowed was also swindled away. He also denounced me, Atong, for being so cold-blooded that he actually wanted to use the sympathy of the old guys in the gang to solve his predicament."

"But when he borrowed the money, we signed a contract and told him all the interest clearly. Now that he can't pay it back, is it my problem?"

Tong Ye became more and more excited as he spoke, and he seemed to be shaking all over.

"Who does he think I am? Don't I know whether the two million was swindled away?"

I lowered my head after hearing this. I didn't understand the actual situation, and I didn't dare to judge it.

"Master Tong... I heard that Jiuzi left with Master Rong, is that true?"

"Yes." Master Tong nodded, "I heard that the gambler Rong wanted to train Jiuzi to be the next Baizhishan. He is really ambitious. He has a red stick and a paper fan under him. He really thinks he is the leader."

"Jiuzi is my brother." I said to Master Tong, "I want to meet them. If possible, I will ask Master Rong to return the money to you."

Master Tong was obviously a little angry when he heard this.

"Very good, if you want to go, go and try." Master Tong nodded, and then waved his hand.

The two people behind him slowly walked up and stood in front of me.

"Ajin, you call yourself the 426 red stick, I think you are modest." Master Tong took two steps back and sat on the sofa."What does Master Tong mean?"

"These two are my double-flowered red sticks." Master Tong took out another cigarette and lit it. "I wonder who is more ruthless among you?"

I smiled slightly, raised my left foot and kicked one of them in the knee. He wailed and knelt down. I raised my right knee and hit his chin.

In a flash, I swung my right hand and hit the lower abdomen of another person.

While he was bending over, I grabbed his hair and slammed him against the wall.

There was a dull sound, and the wall was splattered with blood.

Seeing that the first person was about to get up, I let go of my hand, rode on the first person, and punched him in the face.

He finally reacted and began to bend his arms to protect his cheeks, but it didn't work for me.

The defense range of the arm is limited, and my attack range is unlimited.

He blocked his chin, so I hit his temple. He blocked both sides, so I hit his nose.

He kept blocking, and I kept hitting, punching him.

I worked harder than usual, as if I wanted to vent all the suppressed emotions of the past four years.

The Red Stick, who was knocked against the wall by me earlier, also woke up and immediately hugged me from behind.

But he did not adjust his posture immediately. If he could lock my throat in the first place, he might still have a chance of winning.

I reached out and grasped his elbow, and buckled it in the opposite direction. At this time, he had only two choices, either to let go or to dislocate.

But the Red Stick is the Red Stick after all. If he could succumb to the power, he would be unworthy of this name.

The man was dislocated by me, but he still gritted his teeth and strangled my neck with his other hand.

I knew I couldn't continue to exert force, otherwise his hand would be useless.

So I let go of the person who fell to the ground, stretched out my elbow and hit the ribs of the person behind me. While he was distracted, I knocked the back of my head into the other person's nose.

His nose had just been hit against the wall, and now he was hit by my back of the head. He was in so much pain that he finally let go.

I turned around and swept his leg, knocking him down. At this time, both of them fell to the ground.

While they were still unable to move, I pulled the two of them together like a stack of monks, revealing their faces on the left and right sides, and then pounced on them.

Then I punched them randomly.

I punched the left cheek with my left hand and the right cheek with my right hand.

People in this world are fine, but they have to have two faces.

You all have one face in front of people and another face behind people.

Can you tell me... which one is your real face? !

Rong Ye, did you lie to me?

Jiuzi, did you lie to me too?

"Enough." Tong Ye said coldly.

But I didn't stop. I was too depressed.

"I said enough."

I don't know how long I fought before I was finally stopped.

I turned around and saw that it was Brother Chong. I didn't know when he came into the room, and he was pulling me with a group of younger brothers.

I looked down and found that the two red sticks had been beaten into pig heads by me.

Fortunately, I didn't kill them, otherwise they would have been dead now.

"Good boy, you are so cruel. You knocked down two double-flowered red sticks by yourself, and you still call yourself a 426?" Uncle Tong stood up and walked towards me with a stern face.

"I'm sorry, Uncle Tong." I bowed my head to him, with a guilty look on my face.

Uncle Tong looked at me with a very deep look in his eyes. I didn't know what he was thinking at all.

He finally waved his hand and turned his back.

"A Chong, tell him to leave."

"Yes, Uncle Tong."