The BMW x6 roared and quickly disappeared into the street, while the Honda behind it increased the accelerator and began to pursue it.
The atmosphere in the car was a bit depressing. I glanced at the rearview mirror in the early hours of the morning and finally frowned. This kid is so ignorant. Do you really think you dare not do anything to him?
A harsh brake sound sounded, and the BMW x6 shook violently. In the early hours of the morning, he opened the door and jumped out of the car, saying: "Wait for me in the car!"
"Where are you going?" Song Jie asked hurriedly.
"I'm going to beat someone up!" Ling Chen said, walking towards the Honda car a hundred meters away.
In the Honda car, Long Jiu looked at Chen Chen approaching and murmured in his heart, he wouldn't do anything to him, would he?
‘Bang’, Chen Chen slapped the front of the car and pointed at Long Jiu inside: “Get down!”
Long Jiu got out of the car and stared at Chen Chen with a stern face: "What are you doing?"
"I told you, if you follow me again, I will get angry! Once I get angry, I will be afraid of myself!" Chen Chen took a step forward, his momentum was like a tiger, and he enveloped Long Jiu.
Long Jiu was shocked and immediately put himself on alert: "I only know that it is the duty of soldiers to obey orders!"
"Okay, I'll give you a chance!" Chen Chen stared at Long Jiu: "If you can survive fifty strokes in my hands, you can follow me freely from now on! If you can't survive, I will send you to the hospital, which is considered
Let me give you a holiday!"
"Fifty moves?" Chen Chen's words made Long Jiu a little angry. Although he felt that he was not Chen Chen's opponent, he wouldn't be able to survive even fifty moves! "You look down on me?"
"Whether you look down on me or not, it all depends on you! If you want people to look up to you, you have to show the strength that makes them look up to you!" After finishing his words in the early morning, his momentum surged again: "Furthermore, you injured my little brother Shougou.
Even if I send you to the hospital, Liao Bing'er won't be able to cause trouble to me!"
"You..." Long Jiu was stunned for a moment, and then became furious. It turned out that he had found a skinny dog to torture him, and he had dug a big hole for him to jump into!
"Come on, I hope you won't embarrass the Chinese soldiers!" After Chen Ling finished speaking, he shook his shoulders slightly and punched Long Jiu.
‘Bang’, the two clashed, Long Jiu took half a step back, his face changed slightly.
‘Bang, bang, bang’, the early morning attack was unforgiving, and a series of dazzling attacks forced Long Jiu to retreat continuously.
"Do Chinese soldiers just retreat?" Chen Qing jumped up and kicked Long Jiu's neck with his right leg mixed with strong wind.
"Seniors can be killed, but not humiliated!" Long Jiu roared. He was no longer fighting for himself, but for the honor of Chinese soldiers!
Seeing Long Jiu start to fight back in the early hours of the morning, he sneered and went faster. He struck five times with both hands in succession, sealing off the five vital points of his body. Each strike was mixed with a whistling sound.
‘Bang’, Chen Chen punched Long Jiu hard in the chest. The latter’s throat felt sweet, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his face turned pale.
‘Bang’, Long Jiu kicked him out, and Long Jiu’s body flew out and hit the grass on the roadside hard. He tried to struggle to stand up, but found that he could not muster any strength.
Such a situation made Long Jiu's face change drastically, and a trace of panic emerged in his heart. It was too weird. How did he do it?
"Thirty-seven moves, you lose! Go to the hospital for a few days. After you are discharged, come back and thank me for the vacation I gave you!" After Chen Chen finished speaking, he stopped talking to Long Jiu and turned around to walk towards the BMW x6.
Long Jiu gritted his teeth, propped up his body, and stared at Chen Chen's back: "Wen Chen, I will definitely defeat you!"
"I'll wait for you!" Chen Ling didn't look back, got into the BMW again, started it, and drove away.
‘Pfft’, Long Jiu couldn’t hold on anymore, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his chest finally felt a lot better.
After beating up Long Jiu, I finally felt less depressed in the early morning. It felt so good to base my own happiness on the pain of others!
No wonder no one wanted to be watched all the time in the early morning. If Long Jiu hadn't been related to Liao Bing'er and he was a Chinese soldier, I'm afraid he would have been a cold corpse by now!
The power of death cannot be violated lightly, if you violate it, you will die!
The BMW was speeding down the street and stopped when passing by a barbecue restaurant. I bought a lot of barbecue and beer in the early morning, then came to the nearby seaside and stopped.
"Jie Zi, let's talk about it, brothers." He got off the car early in the morning and carried the barbecue and beer out of the car. The sea breeze was blowing, which was very pleasant.
Song Jie nodded, sat on a rock, opened his beer, and took a sip: "Ah Chen, if you are unhappy tonight, blame me..."
"Jie Zi, we are brothers, there is no point in talking about this." Ling Chen also sat down: "What are your plans for the future?"
"Plan?" Song Jie was stunned, looking at the magnificent sea, and shook his head: "Just take it one day at a time, I don't have any plans."
"Just go on like this?"
"Haha, what else can I do? I'm in my twenties, with no diploma and no skills. Should I go to a restaurant and serve as a waiter?" Song Jie gave a wry smile, raised his head and took a sip of beer.
Ling Chen nodded and patted Song Jie on the shoulder: "Being successful is also a kind of life! If you are successful, you will be prosperous; if you are not successful, you will be in poverty..."
"hehe."
"Want to join the road?"
"If you mix it with other things, you can't understand it either."
"Haha, in my eyes, there are three levels of gangsters. Do you want to hear it?" I asked with a smile after taking a sip of beer in the early hours of the morning.
Song Jie was very interested and nodded: "Okay."
"Upper third rate, middle third rate, lower third rate. Let's talk about the lower third rate first." She put down her beer in the early hours of the morning and looked at Song Jie: "Nine-rate gangsters, hehe, most of them wear strange clothes, dye their hair in various colors, and have various hairstyles.
He has a stupid hairstyle and usually likes to bully children..."
Song Jie thought for a while, as if there was such a person around him: "Yes, I agree."
"Equal-rate gangsters who like to drink, smoke and go to Internet cafes. They feel like they are the big brother in society when they smoke a cigarette. In fact, they are as timid as rats. Their favorite thing is to go to school to bully students or bully the younger ones..."
"Seven-rate gangsters can be regarded as real gangsters, but they are at the bottom of this society. They like to form gangs of three or five people, and most of them are bald and tough.
They all have tattoos more or less on their bodies, and they wear vests in the summer, for fear that others will not see their tattoos, which shows their sense of superiority as people in society. Little do they know that they are the ones that the common people look down upon the most! They are full of swear words and shout about killing people at every turn.
The whole family brags about how awesome they are, but in fact their pockets are cleaner than their faces, and they often struggle to get three meals a day!"
Song Jie grinned, as if he had also experienced this period!
"Sixth-rate gangsters, who can be considered real social beings. Their most common equipment is a big gold chain and small watch. They usually go to bars, billiard halls and other entertainment venues, eating, drinking, whoring, gambling and smoking. They don't have much brains and are passionate and impulsive.
He often takes action when there is a disagreement. He likes to stand up for others. If he has some courage, he dares to take action..."
"A fifth-rate gangster, the leader of a small society. He likes to show off and collect underlings. He likes to collect protection fees. He has rich experience in fighting. He basically never fights and never has fun. He has been sent to the detention center at least once for fighting..."
"Fourth-rate gangsters and club leaders, at this level, no longer care about being too public. They know how to control their subordinates. They value face most. Even if there is a conflict, they usually rarely fight, but preliminary negotiations..."
"Third-rate gangsters and club bosses. This kind of people have paid more attention to interests. They can temporarily throw away all face and so on. They no longer like publicity and know how to kill the first bird with a gun! Various high-end hotels, bars, clubs, casinos, etc.
Wait, this is the place where they go in and out the most, they have some relationship with the police, they have their own territory, and everything is basically settled at the negotiation table..."
"Second-rate gangsters are the bosses of big societies. They often control a large territory, such as Parkson Gate. Their status is respected in the underground world. If they stomp their feet, the underworld in a city or even a province will tremble.
They no longer like gold chains and pay more attention to personal quality and cultivation. They wear watches worth tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands, drink white wine or red wine worth tens of thousands, become brothers with local officials, set up various group companies, and work hard.
I want to bleach myself..."
"As for the first-class gangsters, haha, they are true godfather-level existences. There is almost no trace of the underworld in them. They wear suits and ties, attend various charity dinners or cocktail parties, and meet all kinds of great people, such as wealthy businessmen and celebrities.
Government officials invest in various fields and work hard to manage their own relationships..."
Song Jie listened with envy on his face: "Godfather level..."
"Actually, at the godfather level, there is a kind of gangster. They are ruthless and shady. They participate in politics and are not only above the laws of the country, but even use the law as their own weapons... However, this kind of gangster
, you can’t find it in China.”
Song Jie took a deep sip of beer, and his blood boiled: "Damn it, it would be great if I could get to the third or fourth rate, I can't even think about it!"
"Haha, if you don't dare to think about it, how can you have the courage to pursue it? Jie Zi, you should be hovering between the seventh and sixth streams now, right? Of course, what I just said is just my own opinion, and the real situation may be
There are some differences, but overall that’s it.”
Song Jie nodded: "Well, that's about right! Ah Chen, then who do you think you are?"
"Me? Haha, I am the God of Death, the one who can control their life and death!" Ling Chen showed a smile. No matter how good a person is, if his life is gone, is there any point in talking about other things?
"Death?" Song Jie repeated, and suddenly thought of something: "Ah Chen, can you make me stronger? I also want to become able to fight!"
Chen Chen thought for a while and nodded: "Okay, if you are still ready to continue on this path when Xiao Wei comes out, I will make you stronger."
"real?"
"Well." Chen Ling nodded and patted Song Jie on the shoulder: "Although we are brothers, I have no right to interfere with your life direction. But since you have made a decision, I will try my best to help you. Likewise,
Because we are brothers!"
Song Jie looked at Ling Chen, his heart surging like a tide: "Well, we are brothers!"