Pang Jindong also calmly realized another detail, not allowing pedestrians to pass through the guò is barely a trivial matter, but the nature of the problem of blocking vehicles is strict.

If passing drivers did not call the police because they could not pass normally, then the monitoring devices placed at the intersection should also be noticed by the police.

But since the beginning of the incident, the police have not reacted at all.

The fathead fish raised his voice and asked Pang Jindong, "What do you think?"

Pang Jindong replied lightly with three words: "Something is going to happen!"

"The ghost knows something is going to happen, the question is what will happen!"

"Of course, the purpose of grabbing the territory on a large scale and blocking pedestrians and vehicles is to reduce witnesses and unnecessary injuries, and minimize the impact of the incident!" Sighing, Pang Jindong said again: "I'm afraid the battlefield is more than here!"

Han Fatzi's eyes rolled, and he hurriedly asked, "Is there ...... boss there?"

Pang Jindong didn't answer, but asked, "Where is Lin Peiwen now?"

The fathead fish answered: "I contacted her more than an hour ago and is at home!"

Pang Jindong didn't say anything more, took out his mobile phone and called Liao Chenghao: "Old Liao, how many people are there in you now?"

"More than eighty!"

Pang Jindong sighed: "A little less!"

Liao Chenghao and Jintou Tiger are both the heads of the Blood Lion Legion in China, the two of them work together, Liao Chenghao usually works in the company's headquarters, the level is higher than that of Jintou Tiger, mainly responsible for administration and contact and coordination at home and abroad of the Blood Lion Legion, and Jintou Tiger is responsible for specific business.

Therefore, Liao Chenghao knows the situation of the security company in terms of personnel best.

Many of the people sent to China by the Devil Regiment are veterans, and since they have never taken a vacation, and the accommodation conditions are very tight, Pang Jindong let a group of them take a vacation.

Pang Jindong really wanted to change the famous adage to "people hate less when they use it", but no matter what, now he can only use these people.

Liao Chenghao heard that Pang Jindong's tone was a little strange, and immediately asked, "Is there something wrong?"

"It's too late to say more, you take everyone now and go to Lin Peiwen's house immediately!" Sighing, Pang Jindong added: "Remember, no one is allowed to approach, and Lin Peiwen's safety must be protected!"

"Understood!"

After hanging up the phone, Pang Jindong asked Fathead Fish and Han Fatzi: "How many people are there in the bar street now?"

The fathead fish replied: "All the fields add up, about one hundred and eighty people!"

Pang Jindong frowned: "Why are there so few?"

Fathead just smiled and didn't explain the reason in detail.

Taking advantage of the establishment of the Blood Lion Legion's security company, the Star Dragon Gang has recently expanded rapidly, and as a result, the forces of the Guiding Zhì are too scattered.

Bar Street is the territory of the Star Dragon Gang for many years, and the entire B City knows this, and few people come to make trouble, so the Star Dragon Gang has not deployed too many people.

Or is it because there are always people who come to make trouble recently, so there are these 180 people.

Since this was an internal matter of the Star Dragon Gang, the fathead fish did not sue Pang Jindong. Although he was regarded as an outsider, Pang Jindong didn't mind.

Pang Jindong originally wanted to go home, but now that he can't leave now, and he wants to help Lin Peiwen do something, he can't do anything about the current situation.

Pang Jindong sighed and told the fat-headed fish: "Gather everyone, including every boss and junior brother!"

The fathead fish was stunned for a moment: "What are you going to do?"

"From now on, I'm in charge of this!"

The fathead fish bared his teeth: "What?"

Pang Jindong raised his eyebrows: "Do you have any opinions?"

The fat-headed fish stared at Pang Jindong, thought for a moment, and shook his head: "No!"

"Then go ahead!"

All the members of the Star Dragon Gang in Bar Street were quickly gathered together, and the boss of them all knew Pang Jindong, although Pang Jindong didn't know all of them, but fortunately, there was a fathead fish to introduce them.

These people have their own origins and backgrounds, and it is difficult for them to willingly obey Pang Jindong, Pang Jindong originally thought that he would first spend some effort to unify the interior, but fortunately, Ding Peng happened to be there at this time.

Ding Peng saw that Pang Jindong was about to say hello, and the fathead fish came over and quietly said Pang Jindong's request.

Ding Peng made a decision after a little thought, and said loudly to everyone: "From now on, everything in the bar street will be decided by Pang Jindong, and everyone, including me, must obey Pang Jindong's orders!"

While Ding Peng said this, he carefully observed everyone's expressions, and found that someone was very disdainful, so he added: "Until the boss is contacted!"

Pang Jindong was still relieved about the fighting skills of these bosses, but not for those younger brothers, so he took a closer look and was surprised.

Many of these little brothers still have a childish face, and a handful of immature fluff has just grown on their mouths, and if they take off the street clothes they are wearing now and change into a regular outfit, they are obviously standard students.

They just want to pretend to be mature and try their best to bring a sense of charlatanism, but the result is just to give people a sense of nondescriptry.

Pang Jindong pursed his lips and said to the fat-headed fish: "It seems that it is easy to join your Star Dragon Gang!"

The fat-headed fish looked at Pang Jindong's gaze attentively, and immediately understood the meaning of this sentence, and immediately lowered his voice and said: "These people don't look young, but they don't want to die when they fight, and they are easy to manipulate!"

What Fathead Fish said is the truth, Pang Jindong works as a security guard at the school, and slowly realizes that many students now yearn for the underworld life. Because of the lack of carelessness, it is very easy to be accused by others, and he does not think about the consequences when he does things.

However, these students never imagined that life in the underworld is full of excitement, but at the same time it is full of unknowable dangers, and it is not at all as beautiful as it is portrayed in the movie.

If something goes wrong, they are often the first to be sacrificed.

The fat fat on the fat fish's face is like a pig's queen, which makes people unable to understand his expression, but the tone is like a laugh.

Pang Jindong looked at him, and then looked at the student gangsters: "Fighting not only depends on courage, but also on physical fitness and skill!"

Han Fatzi sneered, and interjected a sentence next to him: "I warned you a long time ago, don't ask anyone, what's the use of getting some high school students in, I heard that there seem to be junior high school students inside!"

Ding Peng smiled and told Pang Jindong: "These people are not the core!"

Pang Jindong said disappointedly: "It seems that you can't rely on your people!"

As soon as Pang Jindong's voice fell, there was a sound of footsteps in the distance, and it sounded very dense.

Pang Jindong hurriedly looked in the direction where the voice came from, and found that the intersection at both ends of the bar street was jammed by dense crowds, these people were full of fierce faces, and they were carrying all kinds of guys in their hands.

The place where Pang Jindong is located is the most crowded in the bar street now, and it is obvious that he will be targeted, these people looked around, and hurried here from two directions.

When the two groups of people on the other side got closer, Pang Jindong noticed that one of the people was surrounded by a big man.

This big man stood very conspicuous in the crowd, nearly 1.90 meters tall, with a caliper head cut, a red upper body, explosive muscles, and a tattoo on his chest, which was very large but he couldn't see what it was.

He carried a machete more than a foot long in his hand, just like what he said in the commentary.

This shape alone is very intimidating, and the big man's expression is equally terrifying, with a slanted pout, a canine tooth exposed, and if there is a little blood on his mouth, he will just crawl out of hell.

When Ding Peng saw this big man, his expression became a little unnatural, and he said to Pang Jindong: "That person is the boss of the Northeast Gang, known as Dao San!" After a pause, Ding Peng added: "He and Jintou Tiger are fellow countrymen!"

Pang Jindong smiled slightly: "If the golden-headed tiger is here now, we can talk about the friendship with him, but we are going to meet him with swords!"

Dao San knew Ding Peng, waved his hand to make the others stop, and walked straight over.

Ding Peng sneered and asked, "Dao San, what do you want to do with such a big formation?"

"Don't you understand?" Dao San always maintained that asymmetrical sneer, looked back at his own people, and then replied triumphantly: "Lao Tzu is here to take over the bar street!"

Ding Peng sneered: "Have you been beaten with chicken blood?"

Dao San ignored Ding Peng, but raised his voice and shouted to everyone: "From today on, the bar street will be managed by the Northeast Gang, and all the protection fees will be handed over to us, and the business directly operated by the Xinglong Gang will also be handed over......" After a pause, Dao San looked at the people at the other intersection, and reluctantly added: "There is also the Huainan Gang!"

Ding Peng raised his eyebrows: "Why?"

"Just because there are a lot of Lao Tzu!" gritted his teeth and smiled, Dao San added: "With your Star Dragon Gang boss Lin Peiwen, it's going to be over!"

Ding Peng became angry when he heard this, and was about to have a seizure, Pang Jindong pressed his shoulder and said calmly: "Don't talk nonsense!" Immediately after, Pang Jindong shouted: "Blood Lion Legion, listen to my orders!"

At the same time.

"Come on, Brother Tiger, have another drink!" Ermao raised a slow glass of beer, touched it with the golden-headed tiger, and then drank it all.

After the golden-headed tiger bandaged the wound, he couldn't stand it, so he came to a small restaurant together, and after asking for a few dishes, he began to raise his glass frequently.

The Northeast, the hometown of the Golden Tiger, has a characteristic, that is, in the eyes of the Northeast people themselves and the people of Guannai, the three provinces are a whole.

Heilongjiang and Liaoning people will also be commensurate with fellow villagers when they meet in Guannei, although their hometowns are separated by 108,000 miles.

Ermao grew up at the foot of the Great Wall, one step forward is outside the pass, and one step back is inside the pass, so it is said that he is still half a fellow countryman with the gold-headed tiger.

As the saying goes, "When a fellow sees a fellow countryman, his eyes are full of tears", put it on the people of the Northeast, this sentence should be changed to "The villager sees the fellow, in addition to drinking or drinking", just like the gold-headed tiger and Ermao are now.

However, in more than half an hour, the two people had already wiped out half a case of beer.

Chinese people have a characteristic, that is, they can talk about everything at the wine table, from national events and world events to small parents, such as the Zhang family woman stealing the Li family's man.

In fact, Jintou Tiger and Ermao are not very familiar, but wine can shorten the distance between people, so the two became more and more enthusiastic, and the topic became more and more in-depth, from chatting to gang affairs.

Er Mao poured wine for the gold-headed tiger and said, "Brother Tiger, I have always admired you!"

"Fuck, what do I have to admire!" The golden-headed tiger shook his head with a wry smile: "You're the boss, I'm not the worst!"

"But you are a gold medal fighter, and when the whole B City mentions you, everyone who comes out to mix will tremble a few times!"

"That's ......" The golden-headed tiger was not modest at all, but his tone was still low: "But that is not the majesty of the boss......"

"Actually, it's no wonder that Brother Tiger thinks like this......" Ermao heard this, peeked at the golden-headed tiger, and then said with a smile: "Everyone is out to mix, who doesn't want to be on top?!"

"Yes......" The golden-headed tiger was a little depressed when he thought of this, his head drooped listlessly, he didn't clink glasses with Ermao, he picked up the cup and drank it in one gulp, it was a bit like he was drinking alone.

"If you want to be on top, you must be good at seizing opportunities!"