A fight disrupts Ling Luo's plans, his goal is revenge, but he inadvertently gets involved in the rivers and lakes.

He understands how deep and muddy the rivers and lakes are, because his hometown is a small river and lake. So I didn't want to get involved.

But he doesn't regret it, just like helping the mother and son on the train, people have to have a bottom line and principles in the world, and if they don't take revenge when they encounter this kind of thing, they will look down on themselves.

When he was just discharged from the hospital, he thought about solving it directly by force, and it was a big deal to exchange a life for a life or die in the world, so he practiced martial arts with his grandfather desperately at that time.

Later, he found it boring. Not above board enough, not convincing enough, not ruthless enough!

So, since then, I have not only learned martial arts, but also worked hard to read books.

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There is a small courtyard on the outskirts of Binhai City, with only three main houses and an empty yard, with simple and elegant green bricks and green tiles.

At the doorway, two men in suits and leather shoes lined up on either side, standing straight and meticulous. In the night, a figure ran over, and the two were immediately alert.

"Huang Mao, why are you here?" asked a man as he walked in.

"Big brother, I'm looking for Brother Jun!" It was Huang Mao who was scared away by Ling Luo.

"Who told you to come here, you're not a little daring!" the man scolded.

"Big brother, I really can't help it! I can't get through if there's an emergency!"

"What's the matter?"

"Brother Jun's brother was beaten!"

The man frowned and said, "You wait a while!" and walked into the courtyard as he spoke.

After a while, the man came out, followed by a burly man, more than one meter eight tall, with dark skin, looking strong and strong.

Before he could speak, the big man flew up and kicked Huang Mao's chest, and he flew upside down two meters away. Although the kick was strong, the kick was in the chest and did not hurt the internal organs.

"Damn it, who the hell asked you to come here?"

Huang Mao sat for a while, his anger finally eased, and he crawled over and said with tears in his eyes: "Brother Jun, I was wrong, I won't dare to do it again!"

Li Jun lit a cigarette and said, "If you have a fart, let it go!"

"Brother Jun! Brother Qiang was beaten, so I came in a hurry!"

"You're not dead, are you?" asked Li Jun with a calm face.

Huang Mao looked at Li Jun in confusion, he really didn't know if he was dead or not. At that time, I just had to run.

Li Jun glared at him fiercely.

Huang Mao then told the cause and effect again, of course, he distorted the facts and blamed all the blame on Ling Luo. And it is getting more and more intense, and the more you talk about it, the more mysterious it becomes.

"You mean, you saw that things were not going well and ran away?"

Huang Mao's heart was half cold, this is a big crime, and he immediately said: "No, Brother Jun, it's Brother Qiang who asked me to find you quickly!"

"You call him and ask if he's dead?"

Huang Mao took out his mobile phone and made a panicked call, and it took a while to get through and say a few words before hanging up.

"Brother Qiang is fine, he said that the person who beat us ran away!" Li Qiang raised his head and said.

Li Jun spat out a puff of cigarette and said, "You said that person knocked down three people in three moves?"

"Yes, I've seen it with my own eyes!" said Huang Mao with an oath.

The corners of Li Jun's mouth curled up and said, "It's a little interesting, you go back first." Tell Li Qiang not to mess around!"

Turning back to the courtyard, Li Jun's face turned hideous. Who on the road in Binhai City doesn't know that Li Qiang is his younger brother, although it is not successful, but it depends on the owner to beat the dog, which is obviously a slap in the face.

Walked to the front of the main room and stopped, took out a cigarette and lit one and threw it to the other side, and the two stood on both sides of the door, like door gods.

Zhao Tianpao has two Lis, one is the Shaolin disciple Li Jun, and the other is the Xiao Li Flying Knife Li Huan. Right-hand man, founding meritorious service.

Li Huan took a puff of cigarette and raised the corners of his mouth and asked, "Li Qiang was beaten?"

Li Jun snorted and continued to smoke.

Li Huan laughed sharply and said, "What kind of thing are you messing with? Do you want to help? I'll give you a soft word!"

Li Jun turned his head away from looking at him, the verbal argument was boring, and he really didn't need help with who he wanted to deal with in Binhai.

Li Huan laughed again, looking very happy.

One mountain can't accommodate two tigers, these two people didn't deal with each other when they were young, they kept fighting a few battles, and in the end, they were accepted by Zhao Tianpao without distinguishing between winners and losers.

Li Jun was silent and spoke with his fists. Li Huan is insidious and cunning, and is good at using knives.

The city of Marina has a legend about them. Back then, Zhao Tianpao was calculated by his opponent, and three people were surrounded by more than 20 people.

Zhao Tiancang was injured, Li Jun picked him up and ran forward, Li Huan brandished his saber to open the way. All the way to blood, all the way to sweat, I don't know how many knives I took and how much blood I shed, so I rushed out of a bloody way.

It is not easy to fight the world, especially on the road, it was a bloody and bloody era, relying on fists and knives step by step, and finally Zhao Tianpao finally became the bearer and erected a big banner.

In the future, no matter who you are, you will respectfully call "Brother Cannon"!

Zhao Tiancang's business is getting bigger and bigger, and the two people who have made great contributions are not only right-hand men, but also confidants.

As you get older, you have more and more memories. Li Jun guarded Ping'an Street for nothing else, just because it was his home. When I was a child, my mother bought shoes on the street and made cloth shoes by hand. It was with that meager income that he and his younger brother were raised.

Li Jun didn't want to watch that street decline, so he let his younger brother watch over there under his banner, and outsiders seemed to be collecting protection money, but in fact they were protecting that street and those people.

He didn't tell anyone about his true intentions, and he just made a show of collecting money for outsiders. Let those little gangsters know that Ping'an Street is his Li Jun's territory, and how far they can go.

In fact, since Li Qiang arrived, petty thieves and bastards no longer dare to go there to make trouble.

How many times, Li Jun dreamed of that street in his dreams, and the prosperity was still full of people. The deceased mother squatted there and shouted, "Sell cloth shoes!" and woke up crying from her dream.

Crying is not a manifestation of vulnerability, but a catharsis of feelings.

No matter how strong a man is, there is a soft place in his heart, and once touched, it is hopeless!

Li Huan was still endlessly sarcastic beside him, and Li Jun smoked silently.

Suddenly, a voice came from inside, low and deep: "Shut your mouth!"

Li Huan was stunned, shuddered, and didn't dare to say another word.

After a long time, the door opened. Two beautiful women walked out, arranging their clothes and hair as they went.

Looking at the walking posture, it was obvious that he was tossed a lot just now.

Li Huan looked at the two of them, and sighed in his heart, the boss is really the boss, and his majesty has not diminished back then!

There was a person walking out of the room again, not tall, not short, not fat, not thin, with cold eyes, very scary.

Li Huan and Li Jun shouted in unison: "Boss!"

Zhao Tianpao laughed: "Cool!"

Heroic!