As soon as the scene was finished, Cai Gen wanted to drink, but the glass door of the store was hit with a bang. Cai Gen was confused and looked at the door.
There was a man outside the glass door, holding a small axe, and was smashing the glass door. He smashed it twice in succession, but it was not broken. The person who came was not stubborn and gave up. He opened the door and entered the house.
Everyone stared at the visitor and fell silent, wondering what was going on.
In particular, the person's appearance is very recognizable. He is a standard social gangster, with a machete in his right hand and a small ax in his left hand. He also tied the weapons to his hands with transparent tape. I don't know who he learned this from.
The gangster who came in looked at the more than 20 people sitting with indifference. The machete in his hand was shining brightly, and he pointed at Cai Gen.
"It's time for you to eat. I'm only looking for trouble with the boss today. Cai Gen, let me make it clear to you who you have offended. My name is Mr. Long, Zhao Erniu's brother. I am doing things for my eldest brother today."
Brother Niao's colleagues sitting here were all dumbfounded at first, but then they all laughed very happily. What is this? The crackdown on gangs is so strict, how dare someone come to seek revenge? And let us catch up? This is a gift.
More than 20 people stood up at the same time, holding their IDs in one hand and pulling out a gun with the other. As they touched it, they remembered that they were not allowed to carry guns when drinking, and they were all released from work units.
Don't be cowardly. Instead, hold the ID in one hand and the beer bottle in the other.
"Don't move, police, put down your weapons."
This sentence came out from the mouths of more than 20 people, one after another, and no one wanted to miss this spot.
Young Master Long was confused when he saw this scene. His mind was buzzing and he started to think about, who am I? Where am I? What am I here for? How did I get here?
As for how Master Long came to be, let’s start with Long San.
After Mr. Long called Long San in the morning, he started to contact Long Er and planned to arrange a time to take action. However, Long Er did not answer the phone and sent back a message.
"Brother, I have a girlfriend, and you are under strict control. I will not be allowed to have contact with you. We will contact you again after I break up."
After reading this information, Mr. Long cried. We have been brothers for more than ten years, so we don’t want them anymore. Is this still the same world as before?
I wanted to call Long San again and accuse Long Er of his crimes, but in the end, Long San turned off his phone, actually.
Mr. Long felt bad, very bad. He came out of the Internet cafe, found a snack shop, and started drinking. The more he drank, the more he felt sad.
As the eldest brother, I am worthy of these two brothers. I have never let my brothers suffer financially. How come I am alone in the family?
No, you are unkind, and I cannot be unjust. I have no control over what you do. I must have a weight in my heart to measure love and justice.
Regarding Zhao Erniu's matter, you are hiding, but I can't hide. I have to deal with it. This is my, Mr. Long's persistence, my final persistence.
With the help of alcohol, I went home and took out my old weapons, a machete and a small axe. Since they were cheap goods when I bought them, they had not been maintained for a long time and were covered with rust marks. It would be embarrassing to take them out.
I bought a roll of sandpaper from the hardware store and started polishing my weapon. This polishing lasted all afternoon, and it was only after darkening that the original appearance of the weapon was restored.
At this time, he was almost sober from the wine and it was getting dark. Mr. Long didn’t want to go and was giving up. Cai Gen was a bit strong and he might not be able to fight alone.
Just when Mr. Long had decided to take a long-term approach, a message from an unknown number helped him make up his mind. The message read,
"Brother, I'm Long San. I lost my cell phone and went to smash up the store. We'll talk about it when I get back. I'll pay for the person to go to the provincial capital for a few days. Don't worry. Brother's affairs are my business. I will definitely help you deal with him.
wait for me."
After reading the message, Mr. Long cried again. He was so moved. Long San was indeed a good brother. He has not forgotten the brotherhood. The moral integrity of the world is not dead yet.
Immediately, Young Master Long began to think more. The brothers were so interesting and they had found their happiness. He couldn't hurt his brothers. How could he still be a good big brother?
No, we can't let Long San help with this matter. We have to do it ourselves. We are alone and can resist anything.
After thinking about it, Mr. Long was moved by his selfless thoughts. He picked up the weapon and tape, took a taxi and arrived at the door of Cai Gen's store.
This time was the same as last time, there were still so many people, but this time, Mr. Long felt overwhelmed with courage. He was fighting for his beliefs. The scene he saw in Young and Dangerous had a profound impact on him, and he struggled with the tape.
He tied the weapons on his hands and rushed towards Cai Gen's store.
He smashed the glass door with an ax and rushed in to chop Cai Gen. This was his plan before entering the house.
Then, Mr. Long was now faced with more than twenty beer bottles and police officers holding IDs.
Faith collapsed, belief shattered, Mr. Long was scared, and quickly wanted to put down his weapon. Although the opponent didn't have a gun, if so many wine bottles were thrown at him, he would be half dead or half disabled.
However, the quality of the tape is so good. I can't untie it with my left hand and my right hand.
His gesticulations looked to outsiders like he was brandishing a murder weapon in an attempt to resist.
A young man with very good skills struck before Xiao Sun next to Cai Gen. With a standard Sanda side kick, Long Shao's head hit the ground before his body and he fainted.
Brother Niao called the office and actually called 110. After calling the police, he asked Cai Gen,
"Lao Gen, do you have an enemy? What's going on?"
Cai Gen was holding the beer glass, and his arms were sore. Yes, what's going on? Zhao Erniu knows, who is this Young Master Long?
"I don't know. I don't know him. I must have found the wrong door."
With a malicious smile, Brother Bird exposed his professional habits again,
"He already knows your name. How could he make a mistake? You still have a grudge against Zhao Laoer? Isn't he a vegetable? Forget it, let's just have a drink. I'll find out tomorrow."
Cai Gen looked at the unconscious Long Shao with a big footprint on his face, and tentatively asked Brother Bird,
"What kind of crime is this?"
Brother Bird also looked at Mr. Long on the ground and chuckled,
"Let's see what you say. If you say he carried a controlled knife to provoke trouble, it's not a big crime and he came out in a few days. If you say he broke into a house and robbed, it's hard to say in five or eight years. If Zhao Erniu is involved, find out
If it’s organized crime, it’s even harder to say.”
It's so serious. Cai Gen looked helplessly at Mr. Long on the ground again, thinking to himself, isn't this a waste of money? You didn't look at the almanac when you went out. Are you surrendering yourself or being shot?
In less than ten minutes, 110 arrived. Two police officers and one assisting police officer were also called by Brother Niao. They were not here to drink because they were on duty.
When he entered the room, he didn't look at Mr. Long on the ground. He looked at all the dishes on the table. He was very greedy and looked depressed.
"Director, does this kid need to be sent to the hospital?"
The policeman who just stepped out kicked Mr. Long on the butt. Mr. Long woke up, opened his eyes, and shouted in a daze,
"I'm stuck on it and can't remove it. I surrender."