Chapter 383: Old Barton and the Fist Gang
"Gabriel, I tell you these things in the hope that you know what to do, as for how to do it, you have to think about it yourself, but pay attention to safety."
Luo Xiaohu left the basement and returned to the ground, and then went out to the street, and said to Gong Bing, who was standing in front of the car.
"Don't worry, you know." Gong Bing took a sharp puff of his cigarette and replied.
Seeing that he understood what he meant, Luo Xiaohu nodded and didn't say anything more.
After the morning exchange, Luo Xiaohu knew that Gong Bing's strength was no less than his own, although Gong Bing had not cultivated his internal qi, and he was not considered a quasi-heavenly level, but the realm was not equal to his combat effectiveness.
Not to mention anything else, just with Gong Bing's hard kung fu, which has never been seen before or since, as long as it is not against those top masters, there will not be much of a problem in general, not to mention that Gong Bing is not afraid of the attack of most firearms, and it is up to him to want to fight and run.
Thinking of this, Luo Xiaohu felt that his fist was aching faintly, so he wasn't too worried about Gong Bing's safety.
But after all, Gong Bing is his own personal disciple, and he is still the most talented one in the martial arts hall at the moment, and he can directly deal with the high-level of the council, and the Luo clan martial arts hall, which is only a local force, can still help him ask who the enemy is.
Luo Xiaohu believes that even if he leaves it alone, Gong Bing will find a way to find out the other party and solve it by himself, but he can save him some time if he does it so well.
"If necessary, I can send more people to protect your mother." Luo Xiaohu thought about it and said more.
Don't look at Luo Xiaohu always staying in the martial arts hall, but in Green Town, in Costa Province and even in the direction of the three southern provinces, Luo Xiaohu's fame is actually not small at all, to put it bluntly, in fact, the martial arts hall is equivalent to a gangster bigger than the gangsters, with force and connections, naturally it is not comparable to ordinary gangsters, and his fame is naturally not obtained by doing charity, and there is never a shortage of people under Luo Xiaohu.
"No need, my father has already found a master to come over, and I will let my mother contact you if necessary." Gong Bing didn't accept or refuse, just nodded, flicked his fingers, and the cigarette butt flew into the trash can a few meters away.
Gong Bing didn't take Luo Xiaohu's car, and after greeting him, he casually stopped a taxi, got in the car and left here.
Leaving the city again, the taxi drove outside according to Gong Bingbao's address and finally stopped in front of a bar.
There was someone waiting there in front of the bar, and as soon as the taxi stopped, the man walked up quickly and opened the door.
"Boss Gabriel." A black man said with a flattering face.
"Boss Gabriel!!" Then there was a shouting of a crowd.
After throwing two bills to the driver, Gong Bing stepped out of the car, and the first thing that caught his eye was two rows of neat human walls, all of whom stood on either side, all with fierce looks, stretching from the side of the road to the door of the bar.
The taxi driver had long been frightened by this kind of battle, and when Gong Bing got out of the car, he stepped on the accelerator without saying a word and ran away.
Gong Bing glanced at Rust and said nothing about the title of boss.
"Rust, where's Old Patton?"
"Patton Boss ......"
Before Rust finished speaking, Old Barton had already pushed open the door and walked out of the bar, and greeted Gong Bing with two more lean-looking men.
"Everything?" Gong Bing didn't care about the 'honor guard' at the door, and went straight to the point, asking as he walked towards the bar.
"It's been ready for a long time, and as always, it's waiting for you." Old Barton replied as he walked beside Gong Bing, he looked radiant, more energetic and more majestic than before, but his attitude towards Gong Bing became more and more respectful.
The two of them came to the back of the bar one after the other, and entered the room of Old Patton, where the two elite men did not enter the room, but only stood guard outside the door.
"That was the legendary god just now?" One of the men guarding the door suddenly asked.
"Aren't you talking nonsense?" The companion replied.
"Kid, I really don't see anything terrible."
"You can wait for him to come out and pick him up."
The one who spoke first glanced at him and said, "Am I brainless?" Just because he is a disciple of Luo Wu, it's not easy to provoke, don't forget that you still owe me money, do you think I don't have to pay it back if I die, right? ”
The companion grinned, his expression was clear, and the intention in his heart was not hidden at all.
"Cut!" This one immediately made an international gesture.
In the room, Gong Bing sat down in a swivel chair, and Old Patton opened the safe in the corner of the room, took out a handbag from it, and rested it on the table in front of Gong Bing.
"According to what you said, I have prepared four copies this time."
Gong Bing opened the handbag and looked at it, and after confirming that the number was correct, he re-zipped it back and put it at the foot of the chair.
With his cultivation speed, one potion can be used for about half a month, and now there are four here, so he doesn't have to worry about the situation of not having enough potions for at least two months.
"Let's try this, it's my best product at the bottom of the box." Old Barton took out two glasses, poured a glass for Gong Bing first, and then poured himself a glass after pushing it over.
"This bottle of wine is worth at least 100,000 yuan, and this glass alone will cost at least a thousand." Old Barton raised his glass and said.
"Oh, so don't I have to get hundreds? Looks like you've been doing well lately. Gong Bing doesn't have a special fondness for wine, and he rarely drinks it, but he doesn't mind tasting the taste of high-end wine, he picked up the wine glass and took a sip, and said with a smile.
"Everywhere, isn't this all thanks to you?" Old Barton had a ruddy face and said with a smile.
Before, due to Gong Bing's agitation, the three major gangs in Green Town were directly gone, and one was left, leaving only one with the worst strength, and then in order to compete for the vacant territory, many new gangs sprung up, fighting every day, sticks and guns were common, and there was a lot of chaos, and there were so many people who were arrested in the police station that they couldn't even fit in the detention center.
At that time, Old Patton also took the opportunity to form a fist gang on his own, and after discussing with Gong Bing and getting consent, he began to participate in the scuffle for territory under the name of Gong Bing.
With the great god of Gong Bing, Old Barton easily gathered a group of people, he was young and mixed into the middle of the gang, he had experience, and his mind was not bad, but now that he is old, he has not only become more cunning, but also more ruthless, so the Fist Gang has developed very quickly, and there are no fewer fights and no fewer killings.
Some of the people who resisted most fiercely were resolutely eliminated by the elder Patton, and those who were unwilling to surrender and depended also took the initiative to retreat after seeing that they could not do anything.
Overall, the territory and manpower in Green Town have been recovered step by step, and there are a lot of gangsters at the bottom, and there are many powerful characters, making the Riot Gang the largest gang in Green Town in just one or two months, and now it is slowly developing outside Green Town.
"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be so easy to handle, would I? Come on, let's have this toast. Old Barton raised his glass and took a sip, then filled himself with another one.
"It's just a mutual benefit." Gong Bing lit a cigarette and said disapprerovingly.
Don't look at Old Barton now looking grateful and swearing, as if the two are already friends in life and death, if something really happens, this old guy is definitely the first one to run away, in order to survive, he definitely doesn't mind selling Gong Bing.
It's just a trading collaboration between the two
"Okay, I didn't come here to listen to your nonsense, how did you check the things you checked before." Gong Bing didn't bother to continue watching the other party's performance, and interrupted.