【Chapter 162】Seventh Brother
"Brothers, let's go! Go inside and have a look. The seventh brother took a group of people with a fierce momentum, and rushed in. And inside, Uncle Zhang, Xie Bixia, Nangong Feng and others were already waiting inside.
"Brother Leng, what should I do? They're coming in. Xie Bixia looked at the indifference with an anxious face and said, seeing that the people outside were carrying steel weapons, it seemed that the people who came were not good, and at the same time she was a little happy in her heart because no one went to the trouble of the taxi driver.
I don't know why, she was especially afraid that these people would go to the side to find the trouble of the taxi, and she was sure that when she was following, their car was seen by the person in front of her. Inexplicably relieved, she always felt that she had seen that person somewhere, she felt very familiar but didn't know where, so she could only silently comfort herself that she had seen it wrong, and it must have been the driver in front of her who was too good to let herself feel this way.
At this moment of being stunned, this so-called Seventh Brother had already rushed into the Forget-Worry Grass with his people.
"Brothers, wait a minute, don't be impulsive, look at my gestures, and tell you to do it. This is the boss's order, don't disturb the others, clear the field first. "Brother Qi touched his sunglasses and took the lead and walked in."
glanced at it indifferently, and then walked to the door of the bar with his little brother, he raised his head and looked at the leading seventh brother, pretending not to know anything, and said lightly.
"I don't know why a few people who are so aggressive and bring so many people to a small place? Whether it's to play or if it's to play, I'm fully welcome, but if it's to make trouble, then don't blame me for not giving face. ”
"Yo, the famous blood knife doesn't know me anymore, you don't know me, I know you. I'm here to ask at the behest of our eldest brother, that is, you forget to worry about the grass and don't plan to abide by that agreement anymore, right? Do you want to openly tear up the covenant you made at that time and not participate in any underworld wars for twenty years, do you not want to do this now, or do you want to do something? The seventh brother said slowly while taking a cigarette from the little brother next to him.
"Since you asked, well, I'll open the skylight and say something, what kind of people are you? Say it."
"Okay, then let's not talk darkly, did you beat our people last time? You said you didn't make a move, and why did you do it? ”
The seventh brother lifted the clothes on his arm, and the two huge red dragons were lifelike and entangled with the people on either side. , the slowly dim dragon whiskers have been wrapped around the chest, and the hideous appearance makes people daunting.
Why do the underworld always like tattoos? Maybe many people will ask this, but in fact, there is only one very simple reason, increase courage.
What is Courage? When the ninth-rate thugs fight, they can face a man of the same size as themselves without panicking. That's a kind of courage.
First-class thugs, for example, face a dozen big men who don't have heavy weapons in their hands (rusty knives, huge steel pipes, etc.) and their faces don't change their faces. This requires courage that is many times higher than ordinary people.
The top gangsters, that is, the bosses of the underworld. (Of course, there are also people who are greedy for life and afraid of death, but this kind of minority is in the minority, and people who can become the boss of the underworld generally have two brushes.) )
Take Seventh Brother as an example, I once heard that he was chased for three miles by more than 30 people armed with watermelon knives, and then carried two beer bottles in a store and knocked over seven people. The rest of the people were too frightened to move, and even worse, they threw away the knives in their hands and fled.
This is the courage, most people will not provoke people with tattoos, and no one dares to come forward to find fault when they see people with tattoos. If it's a single one, the other party will immediately weaken half of the momentum of your terrifying tattoo when they see you, so the underworld tattoo is simply "a must-have at home, the first choice for cutting people." ”
Who is not afraid of death? In fact, everyone is afraid of death, but it depends on how to die, whether it is worth dying, as the saying goes: "Death is lighter than a feather, heavier than Mount Tai." That's what it means.
"It seems that you don't take my brother Kun in your eyes, you want to die, right?"
Indifferent eyes stared at Brother Qi, with a cold glint in his eyes, what did he mean by this? It's a threat.
"What if I say yes? What do you want? "Indifference usually hates being threatened the most, but now when I hear the threat, my tone begins to become a little bad.
"Brother Leng, calm down. Don't be impulsive, remember Uncle Zhang's words, be calm. Now is not the time. Xie Bixia squeezed her indifferent hand hard, and she understood indifferently.
He glanced indifferently at the crowd around him, and his face was slightly abnormal. In the big form, it seems that there is no way, so there is only a low-key one. "Maybe it's really not the time yet, I'll bear with it."
"That, Brother Seven, look, I'm not joking with you, how can I look down on Brother Kun, right? It's just a little joke, how could I tear up the agreement, it's not someone's idea to beat my cousin, I can't help it. Indifferent with an aggrieved expression.
"Your cousin? Which is your cousin? ”
"Seventh brother, you see this. I'm just such an aunt, just such a cousin. Now that he is being bullied, someone wants to kill him, can I, who is a cousin, not come out and say a word, I talk to that, he looks disdainful and ignores me at all, isn't this a slap in the face? People mix outside, they rely on a face to eat, you say if you encounter this situation, can you not have a temper? ”
"It seems to be the same" Brother Qi seemed to understand a little, and then nodded as if he didn't understand,
"People have a face, trees have a skin, there is no way, so you didn't mean to?"
"Seventh brother, you see that I really didn't mean it. yes, so it's not intentional either. ”
"Seventh brother, he ......", Huang Mao next to him pushed down Seventh Brother a little anxiously.
"Smack, don't make noise, I have my own plans. Don't give me a mess of nonsense, I still need you to do things. Huang Mao was slapped again inexplicably, and suddenly his mood was even more depressed to death.
"I said Blood Knife, you treat me as a fool, it's okay for you to look like this." The seventh brother swept around and looked at the crowd behind the indifference, although he didn't hold a weapon, but everyone had such sharp eyes, it was obvious that it didn't look like it was okay.
He glanced at the people behind him, and suddenly all the people with weapons in the back rushed up. Like a lot of mad dogs, they got smashed everywhere.
He clenched his hand indifferently and squeezed it tightly.