The phone rang.

The red rotary dial phone has a strong sense of history. It was manufactured six years ago, with the date written on the label underneath. Han Chudong almost took it apart a while ago.

There was no caller ID or voicemail function. Han Chudong was in a daze. He picked up the phone and put it to his ear and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

"Brother Xiaodong? Come and save us! If you don't ask your father for help, our Red Eyes, White Dragon and Bloodthirsty Gang will be finished! Come quickly to the old theater at the back door of the school!"

An excited and shouting voice came from the phone.

Startled by the sound.

I subconsciously put the receiver further away. After listening, I was about to say that they had the wrong person, but the person on the other end had already hung up.

Han Chudong was very depressed and even wanted to laugh.

Red Eyes, White Dragon, Bloodthirsty Gang? What idiot would come up with such a funny name? Do you want to make the hooligans on the street laugh to death?

Then I realized something was wrong.

The other party knew his name and also knew that his father worked in the police station. He wondered if he was an old friend or acquaintance?

After pondering for a while, I finally decided not to bother with this matter. I continued to write and draw on paper with my injured leg, thinking about making a low-cost and high-return attempt, and I already had some ideas.

I still drink porridge at noon.

I had just put the dishes on the table and was about to sit down when I heard a knock on the door.

It was a bit inconvenient to move, so he sighed and went to open the door. After opening the wooden door, he saw two young men standing there through the security screen door, covered in dust and with redness and bruises on their faces.

They stood there listlessly without saying a word. One of them was a chubby guy with a watermelon-like hairstyle, and there was blood on his lips.

With a pitiful look in his eyes, he said to Han Chudong, "Boss, why didn't you help me? I waited for you for more than half an hour but didn't see anyone."

“Yeah, the deputy gang leader was so angry that he didn’t want to see you, so he went home to heal his wounds.

"Little Yellow Hair and his gang were very arrogant this time. After we saw you bullying my sister-in-law, we came to your rescue and were blocked by seven or eight people at the corner. But we didn't lose face. One of the guys had his front teeth kicked out by the deputy gang leader!"

The man who was speaking was wearing glasses and looked quite handsome, but the lenses of his glasses were broken and his nose was red and swollen.

"... Gang leader? Are you talking about me?"

Han Chudong felt puzzled. Looking at the situation, it was obvious that the two men knew him.

The watermelon-headed fat boy blushed upon hearing this and shouted, "The deputy gang leader asked us to tell you that you are a coward again, and if you continue like this, he will break off all ties with you!"

"Wait, I was in an accident and broke my head. Don't get excited, come in first, I don't even know who you are right now."

Being both the gang leader and the deputy gang leader, Han Chudong was almost confused.

I don't know much about my former self. I only found a few adult magazines and a few love letters under the bed, but no diaries or chat records. I finally met an old friend, so how could I let the opportunity go?

The man with glasses and the fat boy with a watermelon head looked at each other and showed contempt in their eyes.

"It's no use playing dumb like this. The deputy leader said that even if you are the leader now, you will still be dealt with according to gang rules if you admit your weakness." Watermelon Head was so hot that he reeked of sweat. He wanted to ask for a drink of water and had no intention of entering the house, but he stepped in honestly.

Han Chudong was so happy that the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up, but he felt that laughing was not a good idea in the current situation, and he felt very uncomfortable holding it back.

He limped to the dining table and sat down, then continued, "Take a cold shower first. The dust in your hair will float into my bowl. I didn't lie just now. I lost my memory after the car accident. Otherwise, how could I... Gang leader not contact you for so long, right?"

They look like people without their own opinions, just like the two people in front of me.

After looking at each other again, the man with glasses asked tentatively: "Have you forgotten everything? You don't even know our name? You don't even know about our Red Eyes White Dragon Bloodthirsty Gang?"

Han Chudong had just taken a sip of porridge when he choked and almost spit it out. He patted his chest and swallowed it down with great difficulty. Then he raised his head and stared at the two of them, saying:

"I really don't know. Don't mention your gang's name in front of me. It's too funny. Hongmen, 3K, Qinglong, Axe, etc., all sound so cool! Don't mess around in the future. Study hard and work hard to earn money. What's the use of being good at this business? How many people are there in our gang?"

"There are four of us, including me, Dajun, Xiaotu, and you, the gang leader. Are you really not pretending to have amnesia with us?"

As soon as the watermelon-headed fat boy finished speaking, the bespectacled man called Xiaotu looked suspicious: "I don't think he's pretending. The person who hates studying the most actually advised the two of us to study hard. He would never have said such a thing in the past.

It's like you've become a different person. It was you, Xiaodong, who was the one who kept pestering us to create the Red Eye White Dragon Bloodthirsty Gang. Do you mean to disband it? It just so happens that I have to continue my exams anyway, so I don't have time to accompany you to build an empire. My dad will probably beat me again tonight, the wound on my face is too obvious. "

"Then let's disband."

Han Chudong said calmly that he had no intention of messing around with these little guys.

Besides.

The father is a policeman and the son is involved in gangsterism. If the elders in the family find out, he will probably have a hard time keeping his other good leg.

Watermelon Head likes to read martial arts novels, and he also likes the grudges, love and hatred, and chivalrous spirit in those books. When Han Chudong wanted to create a gang, he, a lackey, was a staunch supporter.

Now I heard that it is going to disband.

He looked like a bereaved family, and said with trembling lips: "Master, why don't you think about it again? Our Red Eyes White Dragon Bloodthirsty Gang cannot be destroyed! I, the Eight Bags Elder... am so heartbroken!"

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

"Read less books by Gu Long and his ilk. They're going to damage your brain. Have you had lunch yet? There's still some porridge left. Half a bowl for each of you?"

Looking at the distraught Watermelon Head, Han Chudong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said with a smile: "It's just a small gang of four people, why are you so worried? I know the one wearing glasses is called Xiao Tu, what's your name? I'll get you some medicine to wipe it, your knee is also broken."

They have emotions, their faces all look ugly, full of melancholy and sadness.

Han Chudong was different. He didn't remember what happened at all. If the two of them hadn't come to his door, he wouldn't even know the existence of this gang. Now he just thought it was very funny.

The Red Eye Green Dragon Bloodthirsty Gang was established just two months ago, but it was destroyed with a word from the "gang leader".

I finally understood it after communicating again.

The three of them and Han Chudong were all childhood friends, the kind who really grew up wearing open-crotch pants and grew up together in that old Chinatown.

The guy with the watermelon head is called Zhou Nan, and he is somewhat related to Han Chudong's mother.

The real name of the man with glasses, Xiaotu, is Liu Futu.

The fortune teller who helped to give the name said that the five elements were missing earth.

As for the deputy gang leader Zhao Dajun, Han Chudong has not met him yet, but both of them said that he is very loyal, but has a rather bad temper.

I have a general understanding of the situation. Many things are still unclear, but at least I am not as clueless as before.

After thinking of something, Han Chudong asked at this moment: "Liu Futu, you just said that there was a yellow-haired guy bullying my sister-in-law. Could it be my girlfriend? I have a girlfriend?"

"Just call me Yan Jingzi like before. If you really want to call me Xiao Tu, I feel uncomfortable when I hear you say my real name.

I don’t think she’s your girlfriend, because she hasn’t agreed to your request. You’ve been pursuing her for so long but she still hasn’t agreed. Now is the perfect time to forget about her completely and have no more worries.”

Connect this incident with the group of girls I met on the street earlier.

"Is it the one with the round face, Xiao Jing?"

"Yeah, you remember?" asked the man with eyes in surprise.

Han Chudong shook his head and said, "Alas, I met her once on the street a few days ago, and I have no feelings for her at all. She is definitely not your sister-in-law. I'm sorry, this fight is really not worth it. I'll treat you guys to a meal when I get my salary."

"Brother Xiaodong, you can eat the food, but whether it's worth it is another matter. You usually help me and Zhou Xigua a lot, so don't talk about this with us. It's just that the army is very angry this time."

"Tell him to come over when you're free, and I'll apologize in person. Also, are you guys free recently?

I want to make some money from business, and I just happen to be short of staff. Friends are friends, and I will definitely pay you as usual. It won’t take long, probably about a week..."