Chapter 172: Do You Really Want to Be a Bad Guy?

The short and dilapidated four-story building, many people come and go, the atmosphere is lively, the voices are noisy, and they are all busy with their livelihoods.

He thought about it, received the information of this body, and realized that he was a poor tenant in the pigpen walled city.

Before I could ask how long the plot would begin, I heard a voice underwhelming the following: "Chartered wife, chartered wife!" ”

Bang dang, on the opposite side, a mahogany window in the sunny position was pushed open, holding a curling iron, with a cigarette in the corner of her mouth, and the fat middle-aged woman in a white gauze dress looked at it impatiently.

Sauce Bang tilted his head, raised his hands horizontally, and asked, "Why is there no water all of a sudden?" ”

Boom!

The charter lady closed the window, and then there was a sound of hurried footsteps, and the next second she pushed the door out of the second floor and quickly came to the courtyard.

"What if you don't have money for water? You bastards. "The charter mother-in-law is a person who loves money, and when she thinks that many people have not paid the rent recently, she is angry and scolds everyone at her.

The familiar scene made Zhang Mu look at it blankly, and the waves of memory couldn't help but fluctuate, flooding with little waves.

Once, he had seen this movie many times, and for him, these were all virtual things, but now they are vividly displayed in front of him, but those real people and real things of his time have almost all disappeared and can no longer be seen.

This is a bit ridiculous, it is really drowned in the long river of history, but the fake becomes the real world, with a touch of familiarity and feelings.

For a while, Zhang Mu felt very lonely, he missed the world a thousand years ago, at that time, he at least had roots, where were the roots at this time?

Perhaps, this is not an answer that can be obtained at one time, and you need to think of a fallen leaf and go through a drift to find the root.

Next, the charter wife will threaten to stop the water, so that everyone will not dare to reply.

"What are the ghosts crying wolf howling for, looking for death!"

The charter lady scolded and scolded, and walked while scolding, and the ghost of the fried shop saluted respectfully: "Goodmoning, charter wife." ”

"Good fucking you! If you don't pay the rent again, I'll burn down your shop!" ”

"What are you laughing at, you don't have to pay rent if you laugh? Old ass! ”

"Huh! With such strength, you deserve to be a coolie for the rest of your life......"

"Don't think that if you know how handsome, I won't beat you!"

……

The charter lady stuck in her waist, pointing at one and scolding the other, full of momentum, and the few people he focused on taking care of were all masters hidden here.

It's a pity that no matter how powerful they are, they are stumped on a penny, they can't pay the rent, and they can't raise their heads at all.

Zhang Mu shook his head secretly, a penny is difficult for heroes, maybe money is not omnipotent, but for these poor people, it is almost omnipotent.

"Wulang gossip stick, iron fist, Tan leg, three martial arts masters, reduced to this point, shouldn't be, shouldn't."

He muttered, leaning against the fence, and began to think in his heart that the misery of these people was not only related to the environment and external dangers, but also to the very themselves.

Very simply, these people were too weak in nature, and when they encountered danger, their only thought was to escape, and they did not solve the problem at all, and as a result, they died on the night they were preparing to hide.

No matter what they are doing to hide in the slums, they should never run away when danger comes, because they will only fall into the hands of the Axe Gang and die faster.

Zhang Mu felt that he had to change the minds of these people in order to take advantage of the situation and destroy the Axe Gang with the help of others.

The sound of banging and banging pulled Zhang Mu back, and as soon as he looked up, he saw that the charter man was violently thrown out, and several rolled to the ground, and a flower pot fell with a click.

The corners of Zhang Mu's mouth twitched, if this chartered man hadn't cultivated profoundly, it was estimated that he would have been killed countless times, right?

The sun rose high, the air gradually distorted, and suddenly there was a cry outside, and several bear children ran back, apparently bullied by someone.

Zhang Mu's eyes lit up, knowing that the show was about to start, but he still didn't go downstairs, just picked a good position, found a bench to sit down, and waited quietly.

Soon, two figures wearing straw hats, one fat and one thin, appeared, and went straight to the barber shop where the sauce exploded.

These two people are Ah Xing and Fat Tsai Cong, pretending to be members of the Axe Gang, who want to extort a little money.

However, this is a slum, how much oil and water is there, and there is a hidden dragon and crouching tiger here, and the sauce explosion itself is a master, how can you be afraid of the two?

In a blink of an eye, a group of several people surrounded him, Ah Xing wanted to find a few to start, but he didn't succeed at all, and was beaten back by the charter woman who went down with slippers.

"You have a kind, I call people." Ah Xing still wanted to fake the tiger, took out a cannonball, ran to the side and lit the fire.

"I see who you call it!"

The charter lady sneered, how could she not see that Ah Xing was a little gangster who wanted to cheat and cheat, and he was not from the Axe Gang at all.

Ah Xing had no way to retreat, so he could only continue, looking at the burning fire letter, and chanting: "A cloud-piercing arrow, thousands of troops will meet each other." ”

He didn't know that this clumsy artillery battle didn't look like the Axe Gang, after all, how could a group of gangsters in suits and leather shoes use such things.

Throwing the cannon out with a bang, the rooster crowed, the dog did not bark, but the person was blown up.

"You're dead, don't go, buy a coffin!" Ah Xing pretended to be calm and was about to leave first, but when he turned around, he secretly screamed in his heart, he didn't expect the real Axe Gang to appear.

He was still calm, and walked over as if nothing had happened, already regretting it in his heart.

A group of men in suits appeared, and the atmosphere of the entire pigpen city became solemn, and the dark clouds in the sky gathered, as if the wind and rain were coming.

In fact, it is not an accident that the Axe Gang appeared here, they have recently taken most of Shanghai Beach under their command, and they just happened to come over to see this slum and eradicate it.

For them, whether it is a poor or rich area, they should be in charge of the Axe Gang.

The straw hat that took the lead was blown into a hole like a chicken nest, and his gloomy face was full of meat, and while wiping his sweat, he said coldly: "Who threw it?" ”

Ah Xing stepped forward hard, and when he dared to admit it, he could only fool and say: "My own person, big brother." ”

Then, it is easy to turn the contradiction to the people in the pig cage walled city.

The axe helped everyone, and the eyes were not good, and the clouds in the sky flowed, covering the sky and the sun, and surging wildly.

The charter woman bit her cigarette and didn't show any fear, but she didn't want to offend the Axe Gang, so she turned around and hummed: "What are you doing so much, it's raining, hurry up and go home and collect your clothes!" ”

She tilted her head, and as soon as the fat man who led the Axe Gang shouted a fat woman, she swooped away, and the speed was so fast that she could only look at the next shadow for a while, and see that the jaws of the Axe Gang everyone fell.

The charter lady didn't want to cause trouble and ran away, so the fat man who took the lead turned his head, looked at him blankly, and shook his head slowly.

"You want to blackmail me too, I'm not afraid."

The fat man who took the lead was stunned for a moment, reflexively pulled out the axe on his waist, stepped forward and asked in disbelief: "Huh? ”

Sauce burst looked down at the sharp axe, and as soon as he opened his mouth to say a me, the fat man took the lead and raised the axe and cut it.

At this time, the dark clouds blocked the sun, as if it was dark night, a few snaps, and the fat man with the lead disappeared.

Zhang Mu's eyes lit up, and he could see clearly, the sauce explosion shot in an instant, and the move was as fast as lightning, instantly beating the fat man, beating him out, and falling into the trash can ten meters away.

"What kind of martial arts is this, Thousand Hands Divine Fist?" If he has a loss, there are many masters in this pig cage walled city, and this sauce explosion is one of the few people who shows his strength, but he can be safe, which shows that it is not simple.

The people of the Axe Gang didn't see it clearly, and when they ran over and saw the fat man in the trash can, they became more and more jealous of the others, and they didn't dare to do it again.

A real signal flare was lifted into the air, and it didn't take long for hundreds of people with axes to arrive, dense and amazing.

The face of the Axe Gang can't be lost, so as soon as these people come in, they will smash things and beat people, and everyone who is already afraid of things can only let them mess around.

Brother Chen, the gang leader, saw that the small slum actually fell and injured his little brother, so in order to stand up, he directly dragged out a pair of women, poured vegetable oil, and threatened: "Whoever did it, I'll count it three times, one ...... Two! ”

He showed a mouthful of gold-studded yellow teeth, his eyes were indifferent, and he threw the lighter out without counting to three.

In just a second, the mother and daughter will be set to fire.

The coolie stood up, caught and turned off the lighter, and stopped in front of Brother Chen, "I did it." ”

The axe gang was quiet for a moment, and someone took the lead, and immediately raised the axe to slash around, and a battle began, and soon Ah Ghost and Ah Sheng also joined in.

The three of them are all first-class masters, fists, sticks, and legs, and the Axe Gang is okay to bully ordinary people, but in front of the martial arts masters, they can only be beaten.

Not long after, dust flew all over the sky, and hundreds of people from the Axe Gang were lying on the ground, and they could only leave in ashes.

"It's good, how good it would be if you could always have the courage to do this?"

Zhang Mu stood on the roof of the building at this time, looking down, these three people could stand up, much better than some others.

If they can be ruthless and kill the leader of the Axe Gang directly, there may be a lot of trouble, but Wulin is a fight and killing, and they can't hide from it, and if they kill it decisively, they can avoid the next trouble.

It's a pity that they just injured people, and they didn't have the intention to kill at all, so how could they deter these gangsters who licked blood from the knife edge?

"It seems that you need to enlighten them a little more, and if you can't enlighten them, you can be stronger."

The figure flickered and disappeared into the roof.

He finds the headquarters of the Axe Gang, knocks a group of guards unconscious, takes some money, and starts tasting the food.

Every era has its own flavorful side, and it is very interesting to wander around leisurely and spend the money of the Axe Gang.

Until the evening, he found Ah Xing, who was teaching Fat Boy Cong how to be a bad guy, outside the Axe Gang.

He couldn't help but smile: "Bad people can be prosperous and rich, but do you really want to be a bad guy?" ”

"Of course I want to, I'm dreaming about it!" Ah Xing didn't think about it, looked back and saw that he was dressed in tatters, glared at him, and said: "If you are not a bad person, just like you, you will be poor for a lifetime!" ”

"Really?" Zhang Mu smiled slightly, and took out a large stack of banknotes from his arms.

(End of chapter)