Lei Gong's method of proposing a marriage is very disgusting. He did not discuss it beforehand and announced it directly in front of everyone. He was completely announcing the whole world.
Fortunately, a certain street cartoonist in this era has not yet drawn cartoons, otherwise Lei Gong would probably open his hands and show his domineering look.
:Give me a face! Be my son!
However, this was Lei Yaoyang's matter, and Sun Yong was not in a position to respond to him. He could only follow Lei Gong's words and introduce more:
"Don't look at Sir Lei at such a young age, but he is a moral and heroic man. I, Sun Yong, admire him greatly for this."
As he spoke, Sun Yong pointed directly at an eighty-year-old man in Tang suit and said:
"Come on, Mr. Lei, let me introduce this person to you first. This is Situ Huiming, the former head of the Hongmen Church in Southeast Asia. He is highly respected and respected, and no one in Southeast Asia is dissatisfied with it!"
"Of course the old man keeps a low profile. As for his father Situ Meitang, you must have heard of him..."
"Holy shit!"
Lei Yaoyang didn't expect Lei Gong's sudden "family recognition trick", and upon hearing it, he cursed in his heart.
But then I thought about it, there is no harm in being a relative of Lei Gong.
After all, he is developing on Treasure Island, and he usually doesn't have anything to trouble him. If he has something to do, he can ask him for help.
Besides, Lei Gong is so old, he may die at any time, and he has a name as a relative, and it will be very beneficial to go to Treasure Island to develop some business in the future.
In less than ten seconds, Lei Yaoyang figured it out and did not refute Lei Gong's words. He had a "spring breeze" smile on his face the whole time.
Glancing at the former chief hall master of Hongmen introduced to him by Sun Yong, Lei Yaoyang immediately stretched out his hand and said enthusiastically:
"Master Ming!"
Lei Yaoyang never underestimates anyone, especially these old people on the summit.
Hongmen is a world-class organization. During the founding uprising, Hongmen worshiped Hongmen and gained the support of the entire Hongmen.
At that time, Hongmen also developed and expanded because of the founding fathers, and became a transnational organization.
At its peak, Hongmen had branches in every part of the world.
This old man was once the head of the Hongmen church in Southeast Asia. As the name suggests, he controlled all the Hongmen forces in Southeast Asia at that time.
It's just a pity that Hongmen's "big tree attracts the wind", and after the founding of the People's Republic of China...
Hongmen's investment is considered a mistake, and a country will not recognize the existence of black forces and pursue them fiercely.
Today, Hongmen is tens of millions of times worse than it was in its heyday, and probably only one or two floors remain.
At least Lei Yaoyang saw a lot of Hongmen societies in Hong Kong Comprehensive Market. They claimed to be authentic Hongmen, but they were not real Hongmen at all.
Of course, even if it is 10% or 20%, it should not be underestimated.
Especially the wrinkled old man in Tang suit in front of him must have been a terrifying figure to be able to control a party in that era.
"kindness!"
Master Ming did not hold Lei Yaoyang's hand immediately, he just looked at Lei Yaoyang, frowned slightly and said:
"Does the boy eat royal food?"
Mr. Ming's voice was low, and strangely, he spoke very authentic Mandarin.
"Suffered."
Next to him, Sun Yong slapped his forehead and said to himself, "It's not good. He has really forgotten that Mr. Ming only speaks Mandarin, and most people may not understand it."
Especially people like Lei Yaoyang from Hong Kong Comprehensive City, in Sun Yong's opinion, most of them would not be able to understand.
As soon as he thought about this, Sun Yong grinned and wanted to open his mouth to save the situation.
At the same time, a piece of Mandarin that was more authentic than Mr. Ming blurted out from Lei Yaoyang’s mouth:
"Yes, the boy eats royal food, but walks the road of Jianghu."
"oh?"
Master Ming seemed to be surprised and said curiously:
"Boy, why do you speak Peiping dialect?"
"Beiping, holy shit, it was renamed Beijing in 1949, and people still call it that way to this day. You are indeed an old-timer, you are old enough."
Lei Yaoyang thought about it in his heart, his smile did not fade, and he solemnly said:
"As a Chinese, if you don't even know your mother tongue, then you haven't forgotten your roots."
"oh?"
Mr. Ming was startled for a moment, then laughed.
: "Hahaha, good, well said. I have been to Hong Kong Comprehensive Market many times, and I have seen many of you who eat royal food, including the four most prestigious detectives back then."
"But to be honest, I don't like any of them! Talking about birdsong and thinking they are very advanced is simply betraying one's master and forgetting one's origin."
"Boy, you are better than them all in this aspect, and I admire you."
"You're right, whether you're working as an errand or wandering around, you're all on the road of the world."
After saying this, Master Ming stretched out his hand and held it with Lei Yaoyang, indicating that he knew him and accepted the messenger.
"Red lotus, white lotus root and green lotus leaf, the three religions are one family. Lao Ming, you are too obsessed with identity. After so many years, you still can't see through it."
At this time, another old man came forward with the same low voice.
The old man has white hair, a short stature and a stooped stature. He is leaning on a cane. He looks to be at least seventy years old. He is trembling as if he is about to fall to the ground at any time.
Sun Yong saw this and hurriedly stepped forward to help him and said loudly:
"Uncle Ping, if you want to move around, you call us seniors. You guys are blind, why don't you hold on?"
Several younger brothers hurriedly came up and supported the old man from left to right.
Sun Yong also introduced at the right time:
"Mr. Lei, this is Uncle Ping, Lu Huaiping from our treasure island."
The introduction is very concise, and it seems that these few words are enough to express it.
"Lu Huaiping? Lu Yunsheng?"
Fortunately, Lei Yaoyang has heard of Uncle Ping.
Not to mention Lu Yunsheng, the godfather of modern martial arts, Uncle Ping has already become famous. He was already a big boss in the 1940s. Moreover, he is a big boss because of his morality and justice, without having an organization.
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After becoming a big boss, Uncle Ping neither "expanded territory" nor participated in the disputes between Jianghu and Jianghu. Instead, he used his status to make peace everywhere.
Many forces in Southeast Asia have received his favor.
He is also known as the "Arbiter of Treasure Island" and is absolutely "highly respected".
Someone once said that without Uncle Ping, the number of casualties in Southeast Asia would have at least doubled due to the disputes over the years.
Just from this sentence, we can see how "loved" this man is.
"I am eager for justice and saves people from danger. Uncle Ping has great virtues and is famous all over the world, like thunder piercing his ears."
Lei Yaoyang and Ming Ye let go, and immediately greeted them with both hands. They didn't hesitate in their mouths, and they started to flatter each other as they opened their mouths.
This comment is so profound that even a fool can understand that Lei Yaoyang has heard of Uncle Ping.
"Hahaha, Director Lei is so polite. Compared to what Director Lei has done over the years, such as saying goodbye to Saigon and free ferry service, I, an old guy, just show up when trouble comes and show off my old face. It can't compare."
"Okay, I feel relieved to see a rising star like Director Lei. We Chinese people have successors in the world. "What does this mean?"
Not to mention Mr. Ming, even Sun Yong and Lei Gong were shocked.
Although Uncle Ping has spoken highly of many people before, this is the first time he has spoken such a high praise.
There is a successor in the arena. Does this imply that Lei Yaoyang will be the overlord of the arena?
Extremely puzzled, Lei Gong could not help but speak:
"Uncle Ping, have you known Mr. Lei before?"
Master Ming followed closely and said:
"Yes, brother, are you familiar with this kid?"
Hearing everyone's inquiries, Uncle Ping showed a bright smile on his old face, shook his head and said:
"I don't know. This is the first time I've met Sir Lei today."
That…
Master Ming is puzzled. It’s the first time you meet someone and you have such a high opinion of them. Who are you bluffing?
Is it possible that this Lei Yaoyang has other identities besides being a policeman, and that even Uncle Ping has to be wary of him?
Full of doubts, Master Ming wanted to ask again.
Uncle Ping didn't show off and took the initiative:
"Although I have never met Sir Lei, I have been friends with him for a long time. I know very well what Sir Lei and Miss Ding did in Hong Kong Comprehensive Market."
"What's the meaning?"
Master Ming was puzzled, and the other people at the summit also came over, talking all over the place:
"Brother Ping, please stop being so pretentious. What is this Sir Lei doing?"
"Yes, who is Miss Ding? Why haven't I heard of it?"
"The surname is Ding, and she is a female generation. Is there such a person on the road? I have never heard of it."
Facing everyone's doubts, Uncle Ping remained calm and explained:
"Miss Ding, Sir Lei's wife, a respectable lady."
"Miss Ding's name is Ding Yao. She is engaged in maritime business. At a young age, she has built her company from scratch and is about to go public!"
"Of course, if it's just business success, I won't take it seriously. Ms. Ding has set a precedent and acted morally over the years. No matter who it is, any society or any organization, as long as she finds Ms. Ding for help, Ms. Ding will
Not a word was said."
"In the past few years, I have gone out to mediate many disputes, and I have heard of Miss Ding's reputation in many places."
"One of my juniors told me this morning that even for today's fireworks display, Ms. Ding "put in the effort" and sent people to Cheung Chau for free by sea."
"Ms. Ding's boat is docked at all nineteen piers in Hong Kong Comprehensive City. As long as you are a friend of the Jianghu, no matter your identity or status, as long as you are willing to queue up, you can take the boat for free."
Having said this, Uncle Ping looked at Lei Yaoyang and said kindly:
"I have also heard of the rules set by Sir Lei in Mong Kok, Hong Kong Comprehensive Market. Black and white go hand in hand, and everyone has something to eat."
"Okay, it's really good."
"Today's younger generation are arrogant and domineering. They haven't learned to walk yet. They already think they can fly. They pay less and less attention to us old guys. I often think that when we old guys close our eyes,
I don’t know what the world will look like in the future.”
"I felt relieved until I heard about the deeds of Sir Lei and Miss Ding."
"Speaking of morality and respecting rules is what Jianghu is all about!"
At the end, Uncle Ping patted Lei Yaoyang's hand, as if he had entrusted something to him, and he was deeply moved.
After listening to Uncle Ping's words, everyone present fell silent for a moment.
The character that Lei Yaoyang has worked hard for many years and spared no effort in "manpower and material resources" was completely established at this moment, when Uncle Ping said it from his mouth and heard the news of the fireworks festival.
When many notaries looked at Lei Yaoyang again, their eyes changed, becoming friendly and close.
After all, if you want to say who values "rules" and "morality" the most in the world, it is definitely the person who is present at these notarizations.
Each of them is older, and most of them have lost their former majesty. The reason why they are able to sit here today is because of their seniority.
How did the seniority come about?
In fact, it is all defended by morality and rules.
If not, they are not really uncles or grandfathers who are gangsters outside, so how can they be respected.
To put it bluntly, if everyone only cares about money and power and no longer cares about morality, then their status will fall to the bottom in an instant and become worthless.
This is also why the older generation of people in the world, open their mouths are rules and shut up are morals. They respect themselves on one hand, but more for their own interests.
Now, after Uncle Ping's introduction, Lei Yaoyang has undoubtedly become a very moral young pioneer in their minds.
Such people are so worth making friends with, and you are definitely qualified to sit with them at the same table.
Master Ming suddenly opened his mouth and said loudly:
"So that's it, Xiao Sun, it's your fault. Mr. Lei has such a good character, why didn't you explain it to me carefully?"
Without waiting for Sun Yong's reaction, You Zhengzheng took the initiative to step forward and introduce himself:
"That's right, Mr. Lei, let's get to know each other, Chaozhou Gang Wong Lo Kat."
"Huaqing Gang Chen Renli, this is Uncle Shrimp from the Philippines."
"Old Chen, there's no need for you to talk too much. I'm not too old to even talk."
As the notaries introduced themselves, Lei Yaoyang got to know a group of "senior experts".
The notarization of today's fireworks display is indeed of sufficient importance. It comes from a variety of groups, most of which are world-renowned organizations.
Let’s talk about Wang Laoji, an eighty-year-old man from Chaozhou gang. I heard that this man was one of the four major families in Hong Kong City at that time. He was the godfather of the Ma brothers. In the 1960s, he once dominated the harbor of Hong Kong City.
The stall business is “all over every district”.
Unfortunately, with the establishment of the Independent Commission Against Corruption, the situation in Hong Kong's comprehensive market changed drastically, and with the emergence of new people, the old people sank to the bottom, and gradually lost momentum.
Chen Renli from Huaqing Gang, estimated to be in his seventies, wearing a suit and leather shoes.
As Sun Yong introduced in a low voice, this man is even more powerful and was the dominant figure in Chinatown in the United States in the 1970s.
He also served as the deputy gang leader of the American Chinese Youth Gang.
Although he has stepped down from the important role of deputy gang leader with his age, he still retains his power after resigning, just like Lian Sheng Deng Bo, who still has a certain say in the American Huaqing Gang.
As for Uncle Shrimp in the Philippines, he is a gangster in the southern Philippines. He doesn’t know how he started his business, founded his own society, and became famous in the Philippines, a country full of gangs and chaos.
At this time, they still control the power of the association!
What’s even more exaggerated is that according to Sun Yong’s introduction, the mayor of the largest city in the southern Philippines is the biological son of Uncle Xi.
He was so messy that he promoted his descendants to high political positions. Such methods are simply the idol of Lei Gong.
No wonder Lei Gong devoted himself to politics. Could it be that he got inspiration from these masters?
Lei Yaoyang was thinking wildly in his mind, but his smile remained the same on his face. He shook hands with all the seniors, and everyone was polite and polite.
Just when everyone was being polite, a young man trotted over and said respectfully:
"Dear gentlemen, the fireworks show is about to begin!"
"kindness."
No one looked at the young man, who was very arrogant and kept talking to himself.
After another two minutes, Uncle Ping seemed to have heard it and said:
"Dear brothers, since the fireworks show is about to start, let's go over first. After sitting down, we can slowly talk about my nephew!"
After Uncle Ping spoke, the notaries made some noise and said one after another:
"Okay, my old arms and legs are sore after standing for a long time. You mute dog, why don't you help me over!"
"Let's go!"
"Brother Hong, let's sit together."
Seeing the behavior of a group of "old seniors", Lei Yaoyang was really not used to it. He shook his head and laughed, calling to Ma Jun and others behind him:
"Follow up."
At the head of the table, the notaries took their seats one after another. Lei Yaoyang was very polite. For the sake of his own personality, he refused Uncle Ping's request to sit next to each other. He shied away from being the lowest in seniority and sat at the edge.
Regardless of seniority or not, Sun Yong immediately sat down next to Lei Yaoyang.
Ma Jun, Li Haoyang and others also sat behind the summit table, specifically providing seats for the notarization team today.
dong dong dong
Not long after, the drums sounded, and in the stadium below, a dozen bare-chested strong men wearing red scarves and holding drumsticks were beating the big drum in front of them.
At the same time, an old man with gray hair and a red face, protected by nine big men, walked to the center of the stadium.
The old man held a microphone in his hand and spoke into the microphone:
"Everyone, be quiet, everyone, be quiet!"
The microphone passed through the speakers that had been set up in the stadium, and the sound was like a loud bell, pouring into everyone's ears. Everyone knew that the fireworks display was about to begin, and it was very embarrassing. They all fell silent, curiously looking at the old man below, waiting for his speech.
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"First of all, on behalf of all my colleagues in Hong Kong Comprehensive City, I would like to welcome all friends from outside Hong Kong to come and watch the fireworks display. At the same time, I would also like to thank so many brothers and sisters here for their hard work and coming to Cheung Chau to support us."
"kindness?"
Lei Yaoyang shook his head and laughed when he heard the old man's unreliable words:
"This is really treating the fireworks display as a celebration. Brother Sun, who is that old man down there?"
"Uncle Qiu, your Hong Kong gangster gold medal host, I heard that this guy has hosted the fireworks show for four times, and he is very familiar with the procedures."
Sun Yong was well-informed and immediately gave an explanation, saying with disdain:
"The more events like this, the more important the procedures are. Just wait slowly. He will still be nagging for half an hour if you don't say anything."
"Holy shit!"
When Lei Yaoyang heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but secretly said:
"It's not without reason that the younger generation doesn't like the older generation now. Things are too procrastinating!"
"There is nothing wrong with being moral and abiding by the rules, but you should also be simple where you should be."
Next, as Sun Yong said, the old man seemed to have been given a shot of blood. He talked about the history of the fireworks show, the meaning of the fireworks show, etc. for more than ten minutes, which made the young gangsters in the stands feel in their hearts.
I scolded my mother and even fell asleep.
Fortunately, after more than ten minutes, I finally had something to listen to.
I saw that Uncle Qiu had no consciousness of being disliked, raised his right hand to the summit, and said:
"In order to make this fireworks show more fair and notarized, our colleagues from the Hong Kong Comprehensive City have specially invited "respected" seniors from Southeast Asia to attend and serve as referees and notarizers for this fireworks show."
As he spoke, Uncle Qiu introduced them one by one from left to right:
“Teochew help Wong Lao Kat!”
Wow…
At this moment, everyone in the audience finally reacted and cheered loudly.
Especially those who belonged to the Chaozhou Gang shouted:
"Master Ji!"
"Uncle Wang!"
The gangsters who had no idea and were not qualified to know who Wong Lao Kat was quickly started asking around.
After hearing Wong Lo Kat's deeds, my heart surged and my cheers became even louder.
"Authentic Hongmen, Mr. Ming!"
"Master Ming is amazing."
"Master Ming!"
There are countless clubs with the word "Hong" in Hong Kong Comprehensive City. Compared with the cheers received by Wong Lo Kat, Ming Ye seems to be more popular.
Many people with the prefix Hong even stood up and waved to say hello.
Master Ming had a smile on his face, and he felt that he was respectable. He sat on the chair with his hands slightly pressed, showing an extraordinary demeanor.
"Uncle Takarashima Ping!...!"
Following Uncle Qiu's introduction, every notary was praised by people from different groups.
This also seems to be some kind of unspoken rule, a way for the young and Dangerous guys in Hong Kong Comprehensive Market to thank these people who "came from afar" for notarization. Whether they know each other or not, everyone will cheer for them and give them face.
At this time, everyone's eyes were focused on the summit, and Lei Yaoyang seemed very outstanding.
What’s the explanation?
Three words, too young!
There are a total of twelve positions on the summit platform, and the people sitting on it are all in their seventies or eighties.
Sun Yong, who is in his sixties, is already the youngest among them.
Looking at Lei Yaoyang, he is only in his twenties. Sitting among a group of seniors, he is really conspicuous.
Before Lei Yaoyang could be introduced, many young and Dangerous boys who didn't know the truth were already asking questions in low voices.
Jingyi, a branch of the Chaozhou Gang, was a powerful society in the 1950s.
It's a pity that "flowers don't last a hundred days". Too many historical societies have not withstood the ravages of time, especially the huge shock of the black and white roads in the Hong Kong Comprehensive Market in the 1970s. The four major families and the four major detectives all
If you fall down, you will either be arrested directly or run away outside and never dare to return to Hong Kong Comprehensive Market.
If those people were like this, let alone a first-class society at that time.
In that storm, Jingyi was also affected, and the inspector who supported them ran away. They became rootless grass, suppressed by the white gang, and plundered by the late underworld talents.
In less than ten years, the society was already on the verge of collapse.
From 5,000 people at its peak, there are only 300 people left now.
The boss in Jingyi is an old man in his seventies named Uncle Jinya.
He always thought that he was high enough and should be very respectable, so he always longed for the notarization position in the fireworks festival.
It's no use what you want. You need to be recognized by other people in the world and recommended to you for notarization.
Who would care about a declining society with seniors who have no prestige at all?
So his desire is doomed.
At this time, seeing the majestic twelve people on the summit stage, Uncle Jinya said with an unhappy face:
"I really don't know how people are chosen nowadays. Young people who don't even have a hair in their hair are recommended to be notarized. Doesn't this make our colleagues in the Hong Kong Comprehensive City laugh at us?"
As Uncle Jinya opened his mouth, the people sitting next to him, all of whom they respected, all agreed:
"Yes, in terms of seniority and qualifications, old man, you should sit on it."
"you do not say!"
"Who is that kid? Do you know him?"
"I don't know, I've never heard of it."
People in Jingyi talked a lot. Obviously, their decline was not unreasonable. Their territory was all squeezed to the edge of Hong Kong Comprehensive Market, and many of the influential figures in Hong Kong Comprehensive Market were not even recognized.
The most frightening thing is that they have always thought that their power is huge, thinking about the majesty they had decades ago, and have no sense of decline.
In this scene, except for Jingyi, many square formations in the stands are also the same.
They did not dare to have objections to other notaries, and could only be jealous of the youngest Lei Yaoyang, muttering secretly, waiting to see the joke.
In their opinion, it would be great fun for a person whom no one knows, and no one will support him after the host announces it.
Without waiting too long, the host, Uncle Qiu, had already introduced the first eleven notaries, and introduced the last names with great enthusiasm:
"The last one is the Senior Superintendent of Hong Kong City, the Commissioner of Mong Kok Police Station, and the world recognized gambling god Lei Yaoyang!"
I don’t know if it was intentional or not, but when Uncle Qiu introduced the first eleven people, most of them only had one prefix, or no prefix at all, just a place name.
When I arrived at Lei Yaoyang's place, the introduction was detailed, and all the identities were revealed.
After hearing these identities, some people who did not know Lei Yaoyang were completely confused. It is difficult to connect the policeman and the god of gambling.
What's more important is that carrying these two identities, you can also become a notary for the fireworks festival. The energy contained in it is simply unimaginable.
Wow...!
"Master Lei!"
"God of Gamblers, God of Gamblers!!"
Bang bang bang!
At the same time, the gangsters in the surrounding stands were not as shameless as some people thought.
On the contrary, everyone seemed to know Lei Yaoyang, shouting at the top of his lungs, clapping and shouting, his voice reaching into the sky.
After the host introduced the identities of all the notaries, the conversation continued and finally got to the point:
"Okay, let's invite the contestants from each club to come on stage."
"Each club has no minimum number of members and a maximum of one hundred people."
The announcement was heard in all directions, and upon hearing this, the atmosphere in the stadium became even more intense.
All clubs interested in the fireworks show were well prepared and came to the event one after another.
"Brother Prince, come on!"
"The boss will win!"
"Dongxing is invincible, Dongxing is invincible!"
"Big D, don't embarrass us and Lian Sheng."
"Wenlong, take it slow and steady, don't be anxious, remember what I told you."
"Tank, why don't I buy you 100,000 yuan? You must win!"
Under the leadership of the leaders of various associations, people continued to enter from the passage below the stadium, giving them the feeling of seeing "stars".
The gangsters in the stands were yelling and cheering for the members of their respective clubs.
Even some local gangsters led their younger brothers, waving their betting tickets and shouting.
On the summit stage, Lei Yaoyang and Sun Yong were also communicating in low voices.
"Mr. Lei, that blond haired guy is Ajie?"
Sun Yong undoubtedly knew about the operation of the Hand-turning Club from other members of the Hand-turning Club. When he saw a group of people wearing Dragon Head Club T-shirts, their attention was completely focused on a young man with blond hair.
"Yes, he is."
Lei Yaoyang also saw that a group of people from the Longtou Club entered the venue. The leader was Kuanglong, followed by several adopted sons and daughters of the Chengzhai Dog Master. Ajie and Greyhound were at the back of the group.
"Why are there so few people? The maximum number can be a hundred. I think they only number about fifty."
Sun Yong frowned slightly, seeing that there were half as many people in Longtou Club as in other clubs, he couldn't help but say something.
"It's no use having too many people to grab fireworks. The most important thing is strategy. The more people there are, the more people will be wary. They will become the target of public criticism. There is no chance of being designated."
Lei Yaoyang is not worried about the number of people at all, because the Dragon Head Association will play today and they are already the strongest masters in Saigon.
Among them, there are not only Ajie, Greyhound, and Kuanglong, but also Saigon Shipping Group and those security guards who exercise all day long.
Moreover, there are many people in the Sanlian Gang, Vietnam Gang, Hongxing, Dongxing, and even Heliansheng who can secretly help Ajie.
In this case, if you still can't win the first prize, then there is nothing you can do.
Thinking of this, Lei Yaoyang glanced at the other side of the stadium, where a group of people in white T-shirts had "Hongkou" written in red letters.
Among them, the leader is the most eye-catching. He is wearing a Japanese-style white robe, with his hands folded in front of him, his face is serious and motionless. This person is not exactly Yuan Qingnan!
Yuan Qingnan didn't seem to pay attention to other people at all, his eyes were like eagles, staring straight at the opposite side.
A few dozen meters opposite him, the Hewatu team, led by Tachibana Masahito, gathered together and were still discussing something as they approached the start.
"Oh!"
Seeing this, Lei Yaoyang chuckled and shook his head, hoping that Yuan Qingnan would only focus on "private grudges" and not think about grabbing fireworks.
After all, the One-Punch Man in the early Young and Dangerous comics was really powerful. From Lei Yaoyang's point of view, Ajie may not be his rival.
When he and Tachibana Masahito fight, Ajie has a greater chance.
At the same time, on the side of the Dongxing team, crows were jumping around in place, and the T-shirts with Dongxing printed on them were thrown far away as soon as they entered the venue, shouting:
"You all can see clearly in a moment. If someone hits me, don't blame me for being rude."
"Ha! Crow, you are also afraid of being beaten."
The golden-haired tiger has always been at odds with crows, so he said sarcastically with a look of disdain.
"I'm not afraid of being beaten. I'm afraid of beating someone to death myself, especially my fellow disciples."
Not to be outdone, the crow glared at the golden-haired tiger with a hint.
"I'll attack your mother!"
Golden-haired tigers also have a bad temper. If they don't respond with a word, they will fall out if their expression changes.
"That's enough!"
Yalang had quick eyesight and quick hands, and suddenly shouted:
"You two want to fight. The fireworks will be over soon. If you can't grab the fireworks, I will blame you. Who will carry it?"
Upon hearing this, the golden-haired tiger and the crow couldn't help but look towards the stands, looking at the camels on their side, and their anger quickly dropped.
Ya Lang looked at the two people, rolled his eyes, and said:
"Should we also discuss countermeasures and what to do next?"
"If there is anything to discuss, everyone can grab it according to their abilities!"
The crow immediately answered the call and formulated a "strategy".
After all, it’s none of his business whether Dongxing seizes Ding’s wealth or not. As long as he doesn’t cause any damage, it’s fine.
"That's right. If you want me to cooperate with this damn crow, there's no way for me to cooperate. Each one will do his own thing."
The golden-haired tiger followed closely and agreed.
The crow heard this and was secretly happy.
Ya Lang frowned and said:
"Even if we each play our own way, we still need to discuss it. Are we going to kill each other?"
"Why, Ya Lang, are you afraid?"
Crow glanced at Yalang and said disdainfully.
"I'm just looking out for the overall situation!"
After Yalang said something, he continued without waiting for the other party's reaction:
"Since you all want to play your own thing, fine, then let's each play our own thing. There are ten fireworks today. I won't compete with you for the first two. I will try my best to win the third one."
After saying this, Yalang waved to his younger brother to step back.
Seeing this scene, the crow secretly praised the amazing cooperation between the South Asian tiger and the golden retriever tiger.
: I didn’t plan to fight for Dong Xingxing or grab any fireworks today, but I wanted to help Ajie get the first fireworks.
But if you don't do your best, you will definitely be taught a lesson by a camel when you go back, and there will be no way to explain it to the world.
Now it's okay to "play their own thing"! Even if it's by accident, you can still blame your pig teammates.
The crow was very satisfied when he saw Yalang "backing down". He immediately looked at the golden-haired tiger and said in a commanding tone:
"Ya Lang is right. We each have one. The first one is mine, and the second one is yours."
"Fuck, what you say is yours is yours, what do you think of me?"
How could the golden-haired tiger listen to the crow? He immediately retorted:
"I will take care of the first one, you wait for the second one."
"Yeah, are you looking for trouble?"
The crow was furious and yelled.
"So what if I cause trouble for you?"
The golden-haired tiger is not very energetic, a little crazy, and is the most unirritated by others. He talks casually.
Crow looked at the golden-haired tiger whose eyes were starting to turn red, and felt a little frightened. It was not that he was afraid of not being able to defeat him, but that he was afraid of "both sides losing" in the fight. Isn't this a joke before he even gets on the stage?
Suppressing his anger, Crow said:
"Okay, I won't argue with you, we will each rely on our own abilities."
The three tigers from Dongxing were out in force, their self-confidence was overwhelming. When the three of them chatted, they did not take other members of the society seriously, as if they could easily grab the fireworks.
At the same time, other societies are different.
They also seized the last moment, chatting together in low voices and arranging tactics.
Of course, most clubs work together and prepare everyone to come together and grab every one.
There are few forces as weird as Dongxing's. Before they even started, they were already divided into three teams.
And the most capable tiger in the game is still a mole!!