It turned out that the fat man's name was "Liao Dayi".

Sure enough, it was righteous Ling Ran.

Regarding the sudden rebellion of the fat man, not only the ninth uncle and Tang Lu in the cell, but even the people on the other side were a little confused.

But if you think about it carefully, there are the heirs of the Bai family who came to seek revenge in the cell, and outside the cell, there are the white blind man who is the helmsman of Yunlong Hall and the red sister and Shenshui brother of the Yangtze River Gang, and now the ninth uncle has obviously been forced into a desperate situation.

This fat man surnamed Liao, as the closest person around Uncle Jiu, of course knows no more about Uncle Jiu's strength, so he chose to defect at this time, which is almost equivalent to announcing Uncle Jiu's death sentence.

Uncle Nine is dying!

Uncle Jiu's face turned pale, and he subconsciously put his hand into the pocket of his nightgown.

Sure enough, his phone was gone.

Tang Lu is very aware of the process of the whole thing, and he is also one of the participants.

It was the fat man who wanted to charge the rank of the king pesticide for Uncle Jiu, so he secretly took away his mobile phone just now while he was asleep.

Everything has an effect and there must be a cause, and everything that has a cause must have an effect.

"Why?" Uncle Nine still couldn't help but ask.

He stared fiercely at the treacherous fat man.

"Uncle Nine, times have changed, and they are not what they used to be. The fat man sighed, and then smiled:

Now it's a market economy, and the gantry is no longer the one it used to be. To put it bluntly, Longmen is a company, everything has to look at money, and you and I are just employees working in this company.

What is the purpose of going to work? Of course, it is for money, and for better development!

In the past, Uncle Jiu, you were my direct leader, and I was determined to do things for you. But now that you can't do it, you're cornered, why should I be unlucky with a leader who has lost power?

Besides, I, Liao Dayi, am an employee of Longmen, not Uncle Jiu, and the salary paid to me by Longmen, not the salary you pay me, Uncle Jiu. Of course, I have to stay useful, find another way, and continue to shine for Longmen!

So for me, changing from your subordinate to Big White's subordinate is like changing departments in the company, and it doesn't even count as a change of department, it can only be said that a working group has been transferred within the department.

Isn't that normal in today's society?"

"......" Uncle Nine.

"......" Tang Xuan.

Especially Tang Xuan, he was a little unimaginable.

The fat man, who was loyal to Uncle Nine not long ago, was so easily mutinous under the subordinates who fanned the wind next to the sleeping Uncle Nine?

He originally thought that the "people on the road" were those martial arts heroes and heroes in the past, and they should be very righteous.

Now it seems that the reality is still reality......

That is what the fat man said, now it is a market economic system, and gangsters are certainly no exception.

The blind white man outside the cell had already opened the iron door of the cell to let the fat man out.

As the helmsman of Yunlong Hall on an equal footing with Uncle Jiu, the white blind man did not execute the fat man, a traitor who betrayed the lord for glory, on the spot as described in the novel, and established a righteous and awe-inspiring image.

Instead, he welcomed the Fat Man's joining:

"Brother Liao, you are an understanding person, and I will solve an old man Xu later, I need a talent like you!" the white blind man smiled and stretched out a hand to the fat man.

The fat man also stretched out a hand.

The palms of the two hands clasped together passionately.

Both sides have a feeling of seeing each other late.

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

This ending made Tang Wander a little frustrated.

Now only himself and Uncle Nine are left in the cell—no, there is also Xiao Bai, a descendant of the Bai family, who is holding a bright long sword and staring at Uncle Nine on the shop.

No one paid attention to Tang Xuan.

Maybe everyone didn't take him as a young man in their eyes at all, or maybe everyone had already regarded him as a dead man.

Uncle Nine was also glaring at Xiao Bai, who was holding the sword, with a wry smile, and said:

"You had a couple of chances to make a shot, but you didn't. ”

"Yes. Xiaobai replied coldly.

"Why?"

"I'm waiting. ”

"What are you waiting for?"

"Wait for your heart to be still. ”

Uncle Nine was a little confused, and couldn't help but ask again:

"Since you are avenging your parents, do you still want to preach morality to me, an enemy?"

"Not necessarily, it depends. Xiaobai replied.

"What do you see?" asked Uncle Nine.

"Since I'm sure I'm going to kill you in the open, why do I have to sneak attack?" Xiao Bai's voice was still so cold.

With the end of this ancient dragon-style conversation, Uncle Nine was finally enraged.

He laughed angrily, glancing at everyone present.

In the end, he set his eyes on Tang Xi:

"Xiao Fan, what do you say?"

？？？

Tang Lu was taken aback.

The eyes of everyone inside and outside the cell immediately focused on Tang Lu.

"Who is this young man?"

Outside the cell, Sister Hong, Brother Shenshui and the white blind man of the Yangtze River Gang looked at each other and didn't know each other.

"This kid is a small character in You Longtang, it seems that his surname is 'Fan', and his kung fu is not bad. But there seems to be something wrong with the brain. The mutinous fat man hurriedly explained.

"......" Tang Xuan.

So, is it time for you to do multiple-choice questions?

Do you choose to surrender to the side of the white blind man like the fat man, or do you choose to stand on the side of Uncle Nine and fight side by side with Uncle Nine, who is at the end of his rope?

This multiple-choice question doesn't seem to be difficult to do.

And the fat man also gave a success story.

But Tang Lu knew very well that he was not a fat man surnamed Liao, and he was not qualified to speak in front of this white blind man.

If you surrender, will such a small role as yourself be taken by the other party for your own use, or will you be killed by the other party?

Looking at the corpse of the prison guard outside the cell, Tang Lu felt that his chances of winning were not big.

And according to the script of the white blind man, after the descendants of the Bai family kill the ninth uncle to avenge it, if the white blind man wants to find a substitute ghost from inside the dragon gate who "leaks the whereabouts of the ninth uncle", then who will he find?

The answer is obvious......

Tang Lu looked at Uncle Nine in a nightgown on the bunk again.

The hero is at the end of his life, and he is dying.

There is a huge disparity in strength between the two sides.

Obviously, if the novel is written here and the TV series is played here, the protagonist will often choose to fight unevenly and stand on the side of the disadvantaged, so that he can survive in a desperate situation and turn the tables against the wind, so as to start a new adventure.

It's like the scene where Ling Hu Chong first met Xiang Wentian, it's such a routine.

Tang Lu decided to take a gamble.

"I'll follow Uncle Nine!" Tang Yi said.

"......" everyone outside the cell.

Through the iron bar, the people outside looked at Tang Lu like fools.

The scene is a bit like a zoo visitor looking at an orangutan in a cage.

But Uncle Nine on the shop was stunned, and then shouted:

"Good!

Very good!

Very good!

I, Chen Jiu, really didn't see the wrong person!"

Uncle Jiu's eyes were a little red.

He stretched out his hand to Tang Liu, and then said to Xiaobai, who was staring at him fiercely:

"You want to avenge your parents, rightfully so.

In the same way, the repayment of the father's debt to the son is also a matter of course, and it is also a rule on our way!

You can stand up for your parents, and I have my own son for me!

Do you think that when your parents hurt me, I will be killed, and I Chen Jiu will be cut off from children and grandchildren in this life?

It's a big joke!

This young man is my Chen Jiuxin's son!

If you want to seek revenge on me, you must pass him first!"

？？？

！！！

Tang Lu almost didn't react.

Can there be such a rule?

Can there still be such an operation?

Of course!

Because Xiao Bai's cold gaze had already glanced at Tang Xuan, his brows furrowed slightly.

Tang Lu hurriedly shook his head and desperately explained:

"It's not...... I'm not his son!"

"Little friend, you can admit it. Since you have decided to bury Uncle Jiu, what does it matter if you are not his son?"

As a traitor, of course he doesn't want to see people who would rather die than surrender, and will set him off very low.

"Say your name, and I won't kill the nameless. Xiaobai asked Tang Tao.

"......" Tang Xuan.

"Your name!" Xiao Bai stepped forward and pointed the long sword in his hand at Tang Liu's throat.

"Yes, son, Dad only knows your surname Fan, what is your name?" Uncle Nine on the shop also asked.

"I ...... My name is...... My name is Yang Wei!"

Tang Lu could only answer truthfully.

"......" Uncle Nine.

"......" fat man.

"......" white blind man.

"......" Sister Hong.

"......" Brother Shenshui.

"......" young people in black suits.

What is this strange name?

Or is this guy deliberately joking and swearing?

Tang Lu was also very depressed.

Throughout, he was very resistant to the name of his new identity.

He suddenly thought:

Uncle Nine has always called himself "Xiao Fan", could it be that the name "Yang Wei" is not actually the real name of this chicken steak brother?

Or, Yang Wei's identity in Longmen is actually another pseudonym?

After all, the homonym of the word "Yang Wei" should be understood by normal people, let alone the owner of this name?

"Flutter!" Xiaobai on the other side suddenly smiled.

This smile is like the melting of icebergs - global temperature warming, and all icebergs in the Arctic and Antarctic have melted.

Obviously, he was amused by the name "Yang Wei".

Tang was stunned.

He suddenly felt that the way this descendant of the Bai family laughed seemed to be a little good-looking.

What the heck?

Could it be that there is something wrong with your own orientation?

Before Tang Yi could think about it, the smile on Xiaobai's face had disappeared and returned to coldness.

Then there was a cold light flickering in front of Tang Xuan's eyes.

The long sword in Xiaobai's hand stabbed out and went straight to Tang Xuan's chest.