As soon as Luo Weihao shouted "Hey", Chen Yuze scolded: "You little bastard, have you grown wings?"
Luo Weihao's tone was trembling: "Master Chen, what's going on?" Chen Yuze scolded: "Are you still pretending? I just used Wang Jinbao's phone to call you, why didn't you answer?" Luo Weihao said: "I just killed his people, how can I answer his call? If I answer, won't we have a fight? I follow your teachings and don't want to conflict with the Black Tiger Gang..."
"Bullshit!" Chen Yuze was furious: "Listen to my teachings and kill the stick tiger? Do you take me seriously?"
Luo Weihao said aggrievedly: "Boss Chen, this matter has a cause and effect. The girl was originally mine, but Gunhu suddenly snatched her away, and I was so angry that I went to him to argue, but he scolded me instead, and then this happened..."
"Bullshit!" Chen Yu cursed again: "Luo Weihao, do you think I'm the first day out here? You're trying to fool me with these three-year-old kid's words? What the hell do you mean? Don't you take me seriously?"
Luo Weihao was silent for a long time before he sneered, "You old bastard, you better stay in the building and don't break your promise and meddle in other people's business, okay? The Shark Gang is no longer your world. I'll call you Old Gang Leader Chen to give you face, but I'll call you Old bastard if I don't! I want to make the Shark Gang flourish, and the first thing I'll do is to swallow up the Black Tiger Gang!"
After saying that, Luo Weihao hung up the phone without giving Chen Yuze a chance to speak. Chen Yuze was so angry that he threw his phone, calling this little bastard and bastard, and looked for weapons all over the house, claiming that he was going to kill Luo Weihao. I quickly went to pick up my phone. It was undamaged except for some dust. My big Nokia is really magnificent.
Chen Yuze had already taken the kitchen knife and called Wang Jinbao to lead the way. Wang Jinbao was naturally happy to do so and immediately went out, followed by Chen Yuze. Zhao Gensheng sighed slightly in the back, shook his head and said nothing. I said, "Uncle Zhao, let's go." Then I followed him out the door. Zhao Gensheng said, "Go? You can't go." I didn't know what he meant, but as soon as I stood at the door, I heard a series of slight coughs coming from upstairs. When I heard the coughs, I knew that the King of Hell had come down from the sky. At the same time, I found that Chen Yuze had a look of fear. He had been holding the kitchen knife and looking angry just now, but his face suddenly became wilted, like an eggplant hit by frost. Wang Jinbao asked in confusion, "Master Chen, why don't you leave?"
Uncle Qi's coughs became louder and louder, and he came closer and closer, and soon he was in front of us. Wang Jinbao stared at him and said incredulously: "Angry... Angry to death of the King of Hell?!" He was indeed an old man, and he knew a lot of people. Uncle Qi glanced at him indifferently, coughed twice, and said: "Oh, you are the boy next to Zhao Gensheng."
Wang Jinbao nodded repeatedly: "Yes, I am."
I quickly called out, "Uncle Qi!"
Uncle Qi nodded and said, "Wang Hao, you haven't come to play chess with me for several days!" I said embarrassedly, "I've been a bit busy these days." Uncle Qi glared at me and said, "Busy, busy, busy all day long. What can you be busy with when you're hanging out with these people?"
"These people" naturally refers to Wang Jinbao. Wang Jinbao looked a little embarrassed, but said nothing.
Uncle Qi looked at Chen Yuze again and asked, "Where are you going with the kitchen knife?"
Chen Yuze, a middle-aged man in his forties, acted like a child in front of Uncle Qi. He even touched his head and said timidly, "The current leader of the Shark Gang, Luo Weihao, didn't listen to me and insulted me as an old man. I was so angry that I was going to go out and teach him a lesson."
The person playing the zither said: I am not well yet, and I wrote these three chapters intermittently. Every time I read the comments, I feel sad. Why is it so? In the eyes of some readers, am I so unbearable and dirty? I can't figure it out, I am a little confused... I don't know what to do. Maybe it's because I don't know how to speak or behave... Maybe I shouldn't have set such a high goal in the beginning. If I updated twice a day like the Taoist priest, twice a day like Miaojiang, or once a day like Niluan, there probably wouldn't be so much abuse... Alas. I am an idiot. I thought that if I tried my best to treat the readers, I would be liked by them, but I didn't expect that it would be like this in the end...
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