At this time, Zhao Fanchen's expression was a little firm and strict. When a young man in his twenties was forced into a desperate situation, he would often burst out with unexpected power, and perhaps even more so he would be forced into a dead corner and never recover from now on.

This is sometimes like this in this world. When a person is forced into a dead corner, he often makes up his mind and desperate efforts that others can't imagine. They will not be afraid of fighting, but will only fight without any scruples.

This is also the reason why Mr. Xiong is willing to take Zhao Fanchen in. Mr. Xiong is a very ambitious person. Over the years, he has been planning and swallowing other forces. Moreover, this man is very cunning and has a strong sense of power.

The desire to control is extremely strong. When he saw Zhao Fanchen rescued Sihu, he learned that he had smuggled from the mainland, and that Count Jialan's partner Akai was killed by Zhao Fanchen again. There is no doubt about this.

On the one hand, it is extremely beneficial to the current Xiong Ye.

Xiong Ye is not a good person. On the contrary, Xiong Ye is a fearful person in the Chinese community in Chinatown. His business is very big, so why he still has to stay in a repair shop on the dock.

It is because those shameful underground black money cannot be bleached and washed away, and he cannot transform from a gangster into a truly legal businessman.

Master Xiong was smoking a cigarette and kept listening to Zhao Fanchen quietly. His slender eyebrows trembled and accumulated into a knot, as if he was thinking about something. Sihu didn't say anything, and both of them looked a little

Youyuan, because of a painful sad past by Zhao Fanchen, aroused the passionate glorious years in their hearts when they were young. That period was undoubtedly the most fortunate year in their lives. If it were not for those people to pursue them

Kill, they will never be able to reach their current situation.

Although Zhao Fanchen's face was quiet, the more he spoke, the more he felt, the more excited he felt. A stream of blood surged in his heart. Suddenly, a hot movie that he had watched when he was young came out in his mind, and he remembered a sentence in it.

The lines that resonated with him seriously at this moment!

"I have been hiding all the way here. I have lost too many things and have become nothing now. At least four things a man needs to protect: the land under his feet, the parents at home, the brothers around him, and the arms of the man: the land under his feet, the land at home, the parents around him, the brothers around him, and the

Women, and now I have not protected all these four things. I have lost everything. I have told myself that I must not die like this. I must go back alive! It’s not because I want to prove that I can do it.

,But I want others to know! What I lost will definitely be taken back by myself!!!”

At this time, Mr. Xiong suddenly stood up, his eyebrows accumulated into a knot, took a deep breath, walked over slowly, patted Zhao Fanchen on the shoulder, and said softly: "Young man, everyone wants it.

It is not easy to live with dignity, especially because men have too many things to protect. God wants you to lose everything, not because of anything else, but because he wants to give you more."

At this time, Zhao Fanchen heard this for the third time. Sihu walked over and patted Zhao Fanchen on the shoulder. Without saying a word, he followed Xiong Master outside. When Xiong Master was halfway through, he suddenly slowly

Looking back at Zhao Fanchen and laughed, "Xiaofan, since you plan to stay here, you can't rely on your determination and courage here alone. You have to work hard, you have to look at this!" Master Xiong suddenly raised him up

After signaling his fist, Zhao Fanchen understood what he meant.

Actually, when Zhao Fanchen entered here, he could see that these people were all kind men and women, and they were not doing serious business. He is now a newcomer and has joined here for the first time. The strong are respected here, relying on his strength

The place where you talk to your fist will definitely be looked down upon before you show your strength, because everyone here is carrying their lives, and there are more than one person.

Since he ran away, Zhao Fanchen has been thinking about this question. In this world, fists must be strong enough, dare to fight and dare to fight, but can one pair of fists really make a difference and stand out?

The fist must be hard and ruthless, but in this place, it may not be possible to have a pair of fists alone. In the United States, the guns are very loose, and sometimes you have a fist and sometimes it is really not as good as a knight.

"I understand this." He was a newcomer, so Zhao Fanchen had to keep a low profile as much as possible. He was not easy to answer some of the things that Master Xiong said, so he could only nod and respond.

"Okay, come with me. I have something to tell you. What I rely on here is to make a living. Without strong strength, then you can only let others show off their power in front of you. Without real ability, this is a rice bowl

I can't eat, I'm a very rule-oriented person. I remember I told you that I'm very fair here, and opportunities are fair to each of you, but you have to rely on your strength to speak here, not only here

It is the fist that must be hard enough and the brain must be easy to use. Yesterday, Sihu said that your skills are very good and saved him, but of course I saw it with my own eyes, but what I want is you showing your true strength, because next,

I have a very important thing that I want to leave to you to do." Master Xiong said slowly while walking forward.

Following this man, Zhao Fanchen always felt that sometimes he had a bit of sarcastic meaning in his words, which made people feel uncomfortable, at least he was very uncomfortable now.

If you have a gun in your hand, you will be hard and powerful. What's more, the guns here are very loose and not very strict. Sometimes, for some things, Zhao Fanchen is a very decisive in a sense.

people.

Master Xiong took Sihu and Zhao Fanchen through the piles of scrap cars in the courtyard. Most of these cars were scrapped. Of course, there were also some used cars that could be used, all piled up here, and a few were wearing them.

The people in the work clothes were disassembling and assembling these and their parts. When they arrived at Xiong Ye and seemed to be walking over, they stood up respectfully, shouted Xiong Ye and Hu Ye, bent down at the two of them, the sound was not very loud.

, but very respectful.

After passing through this, Mr. Xiong took Zhao Fanchen into the large factory yesterday. There were some young and middle-aged men, all of whom were shirtless, revealing their strong and dark muscles, and carrying large machine parts in their hands.

It is polishing and trimming, and it is all very important parts. There are sparks in the factory, and the sound of hissing parts and the grinding wheel rubbing together.

These people have towels hanging around their necks to wipe sweat. Everyone performs their own duties, polishing on one side and decorating and processing these parts on the other side.

"Xiaofan, do you think we will do these businesses? It is almost possible that you want to make clean money here. You will slowly understand some things in the future??" Master Xiong suddenly smiled slowly.

That smile made Zhao Fanchen very uncomfortable. Maybe it was just a strong man who saw the weak. Then Mr. Xiong slowly walked to the middle of the factory and stood down, but his standing posture was very special until

At this time, Zhao Fanchen realized that Xiong Ye’s right leg was very strange. If it weren’t a leg, it was a machine part, because when he was standing just now, there was obviously a sound in his right leg. At this time, Zhao

Fanchen remembered that when he followed Xiong Ye, his walking posture was indeed a bit strange.

The Xiong Master in front suddenly shouted twice, and at this time it was uniform, and all the sounds of machine polishing and machine processing suddenly stopped.

The strong young men all walked over naked, stood up neatly, bowed their bodies and shouted, "Master Xiong, Master Hu?"

"I guess everyone has met this brother yesterday. Zhao Fanchen, he will be our brother from now on. Since he is our brother, Haizi, come out and have a few moves with Xiaofan." Master Xiong smiled gently, but in his smile

There is always a sarcastic smell, which makes people feel very unhappy. At this time, these people were not the kind of polite smile that they had not been missing for a long time. They all held their arms around and looked at him ignorantly.

Some even forgot to come over with hostility and murderous aura. After all, Zhao Fanchen is a newcomer. He came here to make a living, just to compete with these people for food, so it is normal for them to be hostile. After a look at these people, Zhao Fanchen

Don't care.

At this time, a tall and strong man came out of the crowd. Zhao Fanchen had noticed him just now. This man showed a sense of being a trainer in every move. He glanced at him.

Zhao Fanchen pulled the corner of his mouth, and a sarcastic smile appeared on his face, but he was very hiding in front of Master Xiong, but he was also caught by Zhao Fanchen.

"Xiaofan, this guy Haizi is something we can do here. Why don't you play with him and let your brothers open your eyes?" Master Xiong slowly retreated, narrowed his eyes and stood on the side.

A gentle smile.

"No problem!" When Zhao Fanchen said this, he obviously heard someone in the crowd whispering sarcastic and contemptuously: "Strange pen, dare to fight with Haizi, Haizi is the one we can fight here the most

Isn’t you seeking death when you fight with him? I don’t know who this kid is. There is a newcomer who was either killed or injured under Haizi’s hands????”

Then Master Xiong turned his eyes and two people went to a box in the factory to take out their fists, boxing hoods, and some fitness equipment were placed inside. They took the boxing gloves and hoods and went straight away from the distance.

He threw it to Zhao Fanchen and smiled contemptuously: "Xiaofan, right? You put it on. I specially found a set of good quality for you. I will do it with Brother Haizi. Wear this and start it carefully for a while.

Missing arm and broken legs.”

The mockery on these people's faces was obvious. Master Xiong didn't say much about this. Haizi, the opposite side, put on a pair of fists, waved it a few times in the air, and burst out the sound of fists rubbing against the air, and began to do it

Warm up exercise.
Chapter completed!