"It's not about power and wealth." I said, "No matter how fast Huangyan City develops, at most hundreds of brothers will die. You are the overlord of the north city, and you have at least a thousand brothers under you, right? And you have six powerful generals, so it would be easy for you to destroy him, right? Why do you come to me for help?"
The six warriors of Short Mule are really tough, known as the Six Red Sticks of the North City. They helped Short Mule to achieve great military exploits and are also very famous in the entire North Park underworld. It can be said that each of them is a killer. Since I became friends with Short Mule, Ajiu, Ye Zhan and others have been in close contact with these six warriors, and often get together for meals and drinks.
Because I said, these six people have to be killed sooner or later, and you have to familiarize yourself with their weaknesses in advance.
"If I were capable, I would have done it long ago." The dwarf mule smiled bitterly.
"What's going on?" I asked curiously.
“Have you ever heard of Hanophobia?”
"I know, the Chinese men's football team is a bunch of rubbish. I get angry when I talk about them."
The term "Korea-phobia" originated from the 1992 Olympic qualifying match, when China and South Korea played against each other and could advance as long as they tied. As a result, the Chinese team lost three goals in the first nine minutes and was eventually eliminated with a score of 1:3. Since then, no matter what competition, the Chinese team has never won when they meet the South Korean team. Fans and the media generally believe that the Chinese team suffers from Korea-phobia, which has nothing to do with strength. Whenever they play against South Korea, their legs become weak and their tactics become chaotic, and they simply cannot play the entire game.
"Yes." The short mule continued, "My six brave generals also suffer from xanthobia."
"ah?"
"More than ten years ago, Huangyan City was known as the number one red stick in the north of the city. Did you know about this?"
“I’ve heard a little bit about it.” It was Crazy Ma who told me that Huangyan City was quite powerful back then.
"When he was in the limelight, my six warriors were still little hooligans who grew up listening to the stories of Huang Yancheng. In their hearts, Huang Yancheng is the undefeated god of war and a murderous devil. Just hearing the name makes their legs tremble. How the hell can they fight him?" The short mule slapped his thigh and said, "I am so angry. This bunch of trash can be compared with the Chinese men's football team."
I suddenly looked behind the short mule: "Huang Yancheng, you are here?"
"Ah?!" The dwarf mule's legs suddenly went weak and he fell on his butt.
I burst into laughter. When the short mule looked behind him, he saw no Yellow Flame City and realized that I was lying to him.
It seems that what Crazy Ma said was right. The short mule was really afraid of Huang Yancheng. How could he say that his six warriors were useless? I don't think he is that strong. The short mule stood up awkwardly and said, "My feet are slipping, my feet are slipping."
The short mule is old, and it's not easy for him to fall. I helped him walk to the bathtub, and we both soaked in it. The short mule said, "How about it, brother? Help me kill Huang Yancheng. He has more than a hundred people. If you go out, you will definitely kill him in seconds."
I said, "Brother Mule, you should know that Huang Yancheng was once my teacher. Last time you asked him to kill me, he let me go."
"Hey." Shorty waved his hand, not wanting me to talk about the past anymore. "What's wrong with being a teacher? We are gangsters, when have we ever cared about these things? Brother, this is it, do you want to do it?"
I definitely cannot attack Huangyan City, but the overall situation is more important, so I can only agree to it now and think about the specific countermeasures later.
"Okay." I pretended to be unhappy and asked casually, "By the way, what is the allusion of 'The City of Fury'? I've heard of it, but I don't know what it means."
When the dwarf mule heard this, anger suddenly flashed across his face. He slapped the water, splashing water everywhere.
"This... has to start from the time when my eldest brother Crazy Ma retired from society." The short mule fell into memories.
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