Hearing Tang Xuan's self-reported level, the fat man obviously felt an unprecedented shock:

"Won't you...... You...... Are you so good?

Do you know, in the past two months, in order to accompany Uncle Jiu to the strongest king, I have been studying and practicing hard every day, and I have just risen to gold now.

But Uncle Nine has been hovering on the edge of silver......" the fat man stammered.

"......" Tang Xuan.

Gangster societies also need to have entertainment in private, he understands.

It's just that I didn't expect this ninth uncle's hobby to be so modern, popular, and close to the people.

And the technology is still so good!

"Alas, this kind of thing is actually not a difficult thing to do, as long as there is a master to bring it. Like me, like me. Tang Tao said lightly.

The fat man was stunned.

Then he seemed to suddenly come to his senses, and hurriedly took out his mobile phone from his pocket and stuffed it into Tang Lu's hand. Then he slipped back to the side of Uncle Nine and secretly took the mobile phone in Uncle Nine's nightgown.

"Don't talk about it far away, don't care about the strongest king first. If you can bring Uncle Nine's number to the gold level, it will already be a great achievement!" the fat man was a little excited.

"......" Tang Xuan.

For the first time, he discovered that pesticides are not necessarily poisons.

Playing a mobile game, can you actually help yourself get rid of the gangster community and promote the development of the main plot?

"Call Daddy!" said Tang Xuan.

Who told this fat man to take advantage of himself just now?

Now Feng Shui takes turns!

"......" fat man.

He could only show an embarrassed but polite smile:

"Don't worry, brother, I understand!

As long as Uncle Nine's number can be golden, when he wakes up, I will definitely go and tell him about it in person, so that he can dispel the idea of taking his son away!

Besides, what age is this, who still accepts what godson? Sons are all loss-making transactions, okay!

Even if you want to accept it, you have to accept a few goddaughters!"

The fat man smirked.

Tang Lu understood in seconds, and also laughed with him.

............

In the cell, Tang Lu and the fat man sat on the ground, holding hands and playing in the queue.

For Tang, playing the game itself is a kind of rest.

And he had just received a lot of information from the fat man, and he took the opportunity to digest all the information.

But this does not affect Tang Lu's play in the king of pesticides.

If he hadn't experienced it himself, he wouldn't have believed that in the cell of the police detention center, there is wifi, and it can also be used to play with pesticides!

The fat man used Uncle Nine's mobile phone, pesticide ID: Shoot whoever is pregnant! (fully reflects Uncle Nine's deep yearning for normal men's functions)

Tang Tao used a fat man's mobile phone, pesticide ID: Whoever cuts has a miscarriage!

Two IDs are on the same team, team name: Naughty Family Planning Office!

So as soon as the "Family Planning Office" came out, who would compete?

"Whoever cuts it will have a miscarriage!" - Finish Diao Chan!

Break the second consecutive - end Yu Ji!

Three consecutive victories - end Ah Ke!

Four consecutive transcendent - end Yang Yuhuan!

Five Consecutive Peerless - End Mulan!

............

Two hours later, Uncle Nine's account was only one step away from "Glory Gold".

The fat man's face was full of joy, and his eyes lit up.

For Uncle Nine, who has been hovering at the silver level for more than two months, this is obviously a great achievement!

Unexpectedly, at this time, there was a sudden movement next to him.

Uncle Jiu, who had been asleep for a long time, suddenly jumped up from the bunk, and his face was cloudy.

？？？

Could it be that Uncle Nine also dreamed in his dream that he was about to enter the gold level?

Tang Lu and the fat man were startled, and before they could ask, Tang Lu heard a sound of footsteps outside the cell, not to mention fifteen or sixteen people.

Look at the time on your phone again: 2:30 a.m.

What's the situation?

How could so many people show up outside the cell at such a late hour?

Before the three men in the cell had time to think about it, they heard a voice speak:

"Uncle Nine...... Excuse me, your ...... Your friends are coming for you!" the prison guard who had just delivered the wine trotted all the way over, panting out of breath outside the bars of the cell.

He looked nervous and scared.

Uncle Nine on the bunk didn't answer, just half-squatted on the bed, staring at the outside of the cell with his eyes

- Like a great enemy!

Then a delicate woman's voice sounded, and she said demonically:

"Uncle Jiu, it's my sister who came to see you!"

As the words fell, a woman in her thirties appeared outside the bars of the cell wearing heavy makeup, wearing a rose-red cheongsam, and stepping on a pair of high heels.

"Ouch, it's really embarrassing for you to live in this kind of place!" The bewitching woman covered her mouth and smiled, much like someone who crossed over from the Republic of China.

Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged man who was more in line with the dress of the Republic of China also appeared next to the bewitching woman - wearing a Mao suit and a very burly figure. Standing next to the bewitching woman, she was actually a head taller than her in high heels.

"Brother Jiu...... Hum...... Brother Liao...... Hmph......"

The gaze of the man in the tunic swept over the three people in the cell in turn, and finally landed on Tang Lu, a little confused.

He obviously didn't know Tang Lu, and he couldn't name him.

Tang Tao didn't know this man and woman.

But one thing is certain:

The comer is not good!

Because just behind this man and woman, more than a dozen young people in black suits have rushed outside the iron fence one after another. One by one was silent, with either a machete or an iron rod in their hands.

The two sides were separated by the iron bars of the cell, and even Tang Lu could feel a murderous aura rushing towards him.

The ninth uncle in the cell did not speak, and the fat man opened his mouth to greet him:

"It turned out to be Sister Hong and Brother Shenshui of the Yangtze River Gang...... A few people came late at night, I don't know what to do?" the fat man's voice trembled a little, trying to squeeze out a smile.

Tang Yi remembered that the fat man had just said that in the "one door, two sects, three factions and four evils" in Xincheng, there seemed to be a "Yangtze River Gang".

Obviously, the man and woman who suddenly appeared outside the cell at this time, as well as a dozen young men in black suits behind them, were members of the Yangtze River Gang.

In their words, all of them were "men of the word."

The bewitching woman who was called "Sister Hong" by the fat man looked at the ninth uncle in the cell and said with a smile:

"Uncle Nine, you are also a famous predecessor with a head and a face. But don't blame my sister for talking too much, this time, you didn't do it so beautifully! The descendants of the Bai family followed the rules of the road and posted a post to find you to take revenge, but you hid in the police station and didn't dare to see anyone.

What is this? Bullying young people or bullying outsiders?

It's not my sister I'm talking about you, your ninth uncle's shame is small, and Longmen's shame is big.

Longmen lost face, which is equivalent to the loss of face on the entire road of Xincheng. As a member of the Yangtze River Gang, of course we can't watch as you lose face on the road because of Uncle Jiu!"

The man known as "Brother Shenshui" next to "Hum ......" snorted coldly, playing the role of praise.

"Who leaked my whereabouts?Old Man Xu or is he blind?" Uncle Nine in the cell suddenly asked.

"Ouch, I said Uncle Nine, ......" Sister Hong seemed to want to say a few polite words, but Brother Shenshui, who was wearing a tunic next to her, had already taken over the conversation and said to Uncle Nine inside:

"Chen Jiu, everyone understands people, no need to talk nonsense!

The person who can reveal your whereabouts is, of course, your own people from the Dragon Gate, and your own brother from the Cloud Dragon Hall.

Why, you don't even recognize your own brother?"

"......" Uncle Nine.

His gaze had already turned behind the man and the woman, scanning back and forth over the faces of the dozen or so young men in black suits.

"Uncle Nine, are you looking for me?"

The crowd at the back parted, and a middle-aged man who was also wearing a black suit stepped forward, with a smile on his face, looking at Uncle Nine in the cell.

This middle-aged man looks very ordinary, and his only characteristic is that his pupils are not large, and his eyes are more white and less black.

"White blind man!" the fat man blurted out.

His face had completely changed:

"What do you mean, white blind man?

Collusion with outsiders from the Yangtze River Gang to deal with their own Yunlongtang brothers?

Don't you know what the fate of cannibalism is? Aren't you afraid of Tianlongtang's punishment for crimes?

And don't forget, in addition to Uncle Nine, there is also Old Man Xu's old fritter, even if Uncle Nine doesn't compete with you, the position of the hall master of Yunlong Hall will not be your turn to sit!"

The fat man was in a hurry, and scolded loudly.