There are many gangsters in the Black Mountain, making life difficult. Unlike us, a big gangster leads a group of small gangsters to cover a street. On the Black Mountain, a group of gangsters can cover a bar is already good. The protection fee is not low, more than 5,000 a month. There are more wolves and less meat, and more than 5,000 to share a group of people, which is not enough to do anything.

After I finished speaking, they all laughed. The sluts we beat yesterday were there, and the classmate Charlene was there. There were more than 20 sluts, five or six young people, and the rest were all high school students. The bartender in the bar also smiled with disdain on his face. That expression clearly meant that I was a fool.

"Come out." pointed at them.

This time I ran away, the hero helped me a lot. With him as a powerful general, I dare to challenge anyone.

There was an alley behind the street. Big Hero and I stood aside, and more than 20 gangsters stood aside. They were holding weapons such as blades and steel pipes, and we both fisted naked.

There are many people, and more than 20 people look dense. We cannot guarantee that we can beat them with the heroes. But we are not afraid, we dare to fight.

We used to hit the world with our fists, but now we still have to hit the world with our fists!

With a loud roar, they rushed towards us, and we rushed towards them. The hero and I kicked one by one, and the hero and I kicked down three. After snatching a knife, I cut them like a madman.

The great hero took off his clothes and rushed into the crowd with his bare shirt. As usual, he was like a giant chariot. His fist was a shell and his body was a fortress. He was stabbed twice, and at the same time, he knocked down an enemy with each punch. In the crowd, his fists pounded like raindrops. For several rounds, the gangsters retreated one after another.

I was also stabbed, but I cut down three gangsters. The hand was ruthless, and one gangster screamed and his ears flew up. Black Mountain is the holy place for the gangsters, and Black Mountain is also the paradise for our gangsters. The survival rules here are very simple, and the strong are respected. As long as we are ruthless and as long as our fists are hard enough, we can be the king here!

Most of them are high school students. Although they dare to take out their knives, they have never seen such a bloody scene. Looking at them, they retreat more and more.

With a loud roar, the hero took a few steps back and rushed forward. With a thunderous sound, the hero knocked down five or six sluts.

"Get out!" I pointed to the bastard with gauze wrapped around his head and scolded me.

The gangster was afraid of us, and they fled in all directions. The majestic team just now was now in ruins.

There was blood on his body, and the hero pointed at my wound. He smiled and shook his head, and said it was okay. When I saw the wounds of the hero, the hero also smiled and shook his head, "It's okay."

They are weaker than we imagined. When they encounter tough guys, they dare not fight them. Well, this will save us a lot of trouble. But we still cannot be careless. They are not ordinary gangsters and cannot be beaten away by us. They will come back and come back to take revenge. Among them, they may attack us, and the heroes and I must be careful. Being in society is like living with our heads. If we are not careful, our lives may be over. We are bold and meticulous. If we just dare to fight and fight, we may have died more than a dozen times.

When I walked into the bar, I sat in the bar. Looking at the bartender at the bar, I said to him coldly, "I'll cover it here in the future, give me two glasses of vodka."

The wine was served in ounces, and I frowned and said, "Change me a big glass."

"Yes, yes." The bartender was frightened and hurriedly changed me to a big glass, pouring half a glass for me and Dahaojie alone.

"Fill it!" I ordered the bartender.

"Yes, yes." The bartender quickly filled us with all his money.

Vodka alcohol has a high purity. After drinking a cup, it will burn the throat and stomach as if it is burned. After drinking, the pain in the body will be paralyzed. This bar is exchanged for blood, and we need to be kind to ourselves.

After taking a photo for two hundred yuan, I asked the bartender to leave my phone number and told him, "Call me if you have something to do." After that, I walked out of the bar with Dahaojie.

The weather is good and cool. Walking on the solid earth and savoring the sweetness of the wine, we seem to have returned to the past days. Everyone is working hard to fight for our ideals. When this road of no return ends, we will definitely see the dawn.

Anyway, it's already dark, so let's get from beginning to end.

After I got home, I slept all night. The next afternoon, the bar owner called us, "Hey, are you Zhang Ming, Brother Ming?"

Zhang Ming left a pseudonym, afraid that someone would recognize me and report it to the police station. I rubbed my head and asked the bar owner, "What's wrong?"

"Brother Ming, it's not interesting. I want to treat you to a meal." The bar owner said to me with a smile.

After thinking about it, I agreed. I collected someone’s protection fee and should get to know someone. After changing my clothes, I went out with the hero. The hotel was a good hotel. The bar owner was a fat white man. He smiled kindly. Looking at his face, he felt that he would be lucky.

I ordered seven or eight hard dishes, and the boss, the boss's wife and the bartender were all there.

"Brother Ming is so young that he defeated the Shandong gang. Brother Ming is so amazing." The fat white man smiled and toasted me. He was in his thirties.

Shandong should be the nickname of a bastard. It comes out to be a bastard, with all kinds of nicknames and all kinds of names. I smiled and shook my head, "What's so great about it? It's all about making a living, and life is not easy."

"Hahaha, Brother Ming is modest. You guys beat the Shandong gang yesterday and should have found a lot of people, right?" The fat white man asked me with a smile.

"We two." I smiled and looked at the fat white man.

"Two!?" The fat white man's face changed drastically. He looked at me strangely, thinking that I was bragging. He looked at the bartender, and the bartender nodded with a ugly face. The two of us defeated the Shandong group, and the fat white man was both happy and worried. The fat white man was happy because we were both powerful enough, and he thought it was very good to know us. The worry was that we had too few people, and he was afraid that we could not hold up the big scene. You know, the real fight between the bastard is usually a battle of hundreds of people. We are only two of us. If we find a little more people, we will definitely not be our opponents.

Indeed, we are pitiful and afraid that the fat white guy will play tricks with us, so I took a cup to the hero and asked him to show his skills.

There were a few rags for the waiter to wipe the table on the private room radiator. The hero used the rag to pad the outside of the cup. With a gentle force, we all heard a click. Then, the cup broke on the table.

Seeing that the hero easily crushed the cup, the fat man was stunned. Apart from the real practitioner, I am afraid that few people can do this method.

"Haha, Brother Ming, you can show us the venue. I'll see I won't use it anymore." The fat white man wiped the sweat on his head, and the proprietress also laughed. The proprietress was young, only in her twenties. She envied the fat white man and found such a young proprietress.

I drank the wine that the fat white man toasted me, and the boss's wife was busy toasting the hero again. In their opinion, the hero is the real cruel person. If such a cruel person is obtained, no matter who can get a good deal.

After drinking a lot of good wine and eating a lot of good dishes, we had a great meal. At the end, the fat white man welcomed us to go to the bar often to sit.

There were many more knife wounds on my body. In the next few days, we kept recuperating. The wounds were scabbed. When we were fine, we went to the bar to transfer. After collecting other people's money, we should do something for them. The bar is quite profitable. The fat white man's bar can make about 700 to 800 yuan a day. The bar has a huge profit, and the beer is all fake wine from Chenyang, one yuan, two bottles of wine, and they dare to sell it for twenty. Dried fruit popcorn and the like are all one or two yuan, and they sell it for fifteen yuan at the same time. There are also white wine and foreign wine, who are not old wine customers for many years, and they can't tell the authenticity of the wine. The fat white man makes huge profits, and he makes a net profit every day. Seeing that he is so dark, I am so at ease with my protection fee.

There is a bartender in the bar, two children aged 15 or 16, who are working as waiters. When I was fine, I played chess with the fat white guy and drank some of the fat white guy's big red robes. The hero and the other two waiters competed as landlords. The little life was free and easy.

One day, Fatty White and I played chess, and even beat Fatty White. Fatty White was killed by me. Finally, I saw that he was pitiful and deliberately took a wrong step. Fatty White made me win. I didn't need to take it seriously if I had a play. Fatty White took a break for a while and slowly got out of the chess formation. He smiled and said to me, "Are you all the people with the word Ming in your name great?"

"Ha?" I asked the fat white man with a smile.

"Zhang Ming, Han Ming, you are all cruel people, hahaha." The fat white man looked at me with a smile.

"Han Ming?" I thought to myself after hearing this. Who is this person? Why do I feel very familiar with me?

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