"I still call you Boss in private, and you call me Fat Bob."
"Other times, you call me boss." Fat Bob suggested.
Zhang Jicong stared at Fat Bob with an uncertain expression.
"Tell me, if I go and tell Boss Zhang now that I was just a little humble, I am actually capable of handling things and want to be the boss, will Boss Zhang kill me?" Zhang Jicong asked in a low voice.
Fat Bob shook his head: "I don't dare to guess, but Boss Zhang will definitely beat you up."
Zhang Jicong nodded in agreement. His small arms and legs could not withstand Li Er's punch.
‘Pah——!’
This guy slapped himself again, he's so fucking mean,
The good club boss was ruined by himself.
"Boss, are you serious just now? Our club is really called the Hammer Gang?" Fat Bob asked Zhang Jicong.
If the association wants to erect a flag, it is natural to give it a majestic and domineering name, and then set up a dozen or twenty tables to announce it to the world.
Zhang Jicong had long thought of a majestic banner, called the Ax Gang.
It sounds really cool when I hear it.
Otherwise, it would be called: Crocodile Gang,
It also sounds very cruel.
It's a pity that Li Er doesn't agree,
One vote rejected it.
There happened to be a decoration claw hammer in the corner.
Sir Li casually named it: Hammer Gang.
Anyway, Zhang Jicong and Fat Bob couldn't understand the meaning of this name at all. They felt like a fucking decoration team, so low.
Could it be that in the future, when I take my little brother out, he will be either Hong Xing or Dong Xing, or He Lian Sheng, who is loyal and trustworthy, and sounds very high-minded when he hears it?
When it's your turn, call the hammer.
"If you think Boss Zhang is joking, then change it yourself."
Zhang Jicong couldn't help but encourage: "Change it to the Ax Gang."
Fat Bob couldn't help but roll his eyes. He was just fat, not stupid.
Is it possible to lose weight physically by randomly changing Boss Zhang’s orders?
The various small leaders of the society quickly arrived at the base.
When they heard that Fat Bob would be the first club speaker,
Everyone's expressions were strange.
It's not that Bob, this damn fat guy, has no temperament, is greasy, vulgar, and extremely vulgar. These are all temperaments.
It just doesn't match the boss's temperament.
"Boss, is he threatening you?" Airplane asked in a low voice next to Zhang Jicong.
He had just received the benefits given by Zhang Jicong, and when he was bursting with gratitude, as soon as Zhang Jicong gave the order, they all started to do physical weight loss for Fat Bob.
"Of course not. Fat Bob is my good brother. He saved my life, so what's mine is his." Zhang Jicong sighed angrily.
"Boss, you are this!"
The few gangsters who were eavesdropping on the conversation with Zhang Jicong on the plane raised their thumbs.
Those who come out to hang out may not really be loyal, but they definitely respect people who are loyal.
Zhang Jicong looked at the admiring eyes around him, which made him feel a little touched.
And when Fat Bob announced that their club’s future name would be the Hammer Gang.
A group of men in their thirties were all left speechless by Fat Bob.
"Boss, are you serious?"
"Our gang is called the Hammers?"
"Ahem——!"
Fat Bob cleared his throat: "Yes, the hammer represents perseverance and hard work. Our club will be called the Hammer Gang from now on."
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Several good-looking subordinates couldn't help but want to quit the group on the spot.
The Hammer Gang soon became famous in the underworld of Hong Kong Island.
Just the name of their gang can make people laugh at them for a whole week,
Not to mention that their talker is not the founder of the gang, but his good brother.
And as the "inside story" that Zhang Jicongyi and Bo Yuntian gave way to his good brother came out, Zhang Jicong immediately became a model of loyalty in the world.
Today's new generation of gangsters don't know a few Zhang Jicong's famous sayings, and they are embarrassed to say that they are just gangsters.
"Zhang Jicong, I'm here to take your skin off you."
"My name is Datou."
Inside a small alley.
Hong Xing's big head blocked in front of Zhang Jicong.
"You are sick!" Zhang Jicong cursed angrily.
If he hadn't seen Da Tou with nothing in his hands, he would have almost believed it.
"What is going on? I am a thorn in the eyes of many people now. If you ask me in a place like this, I will be hacked to death." Zhang Jicong cursed impatiently.
Standing opposite Zhang Jicong was Yang Tian, a notorious enemy of Hongxing.
Zhang Jicong's claim that he was taken advantage of is naturally well-founded.
This unlucky guy followed Big Boss B eight years ago. Big Boss B killed someone and wanted to find a scapegoat. He promised that he would be released after spending two or three years in prison at most, and he would make him the boss after he came out.
Datou took the initiative to bear the murder charge of Big Brother B. As a result, he was sentenced to nine years, deducting holidays, and sat for eight years before he was released.
I originally thought that the coming days would be beautiful, but it turned out that Big Brother B was already freezing cold.
No one fulfilled his promise back then. In fact, Big Boss B just gave him a pie.
When a boss talks to his younger brother, he doesn't start with the following sentence: One general's achievements will make thousands of bones wither.
If Zhang Jicong hadn't lived in the same housing estate as this culprit and had so much time to pick him up, no one would have even remembered that there was someone like him.
A few days ago, Chen Haonan went to the newsstand to find him and said: "You are my best brother. When did you come out?"
Is this fucking human language?
You don’t even know when your good brother will be released from prison.
Now you need manpower to kill people, so you think of me as the scapegoat.
No wonder many people suspect that you are Big Brother B's biological son.
"Hong Xing has issued a fatwa to kill you. The winner of the lottery is Chen Haonan. He sent me to kill you." Datou said cheerfully.
Zhang Jicong himself is a police informant. In terms of intelligence capabilities in the underworld, he is ranked first in the echelon. Of course he knows this.
Even Zhang Jicong knew exactly who was drawing lots with Chen Haonan.
"You can't really be that stupid. You really want to kill me!"
As soon as Zhang Jicong finished speaking, a man stood up behind him.
It is none other than Hiroshi Ojo, the gold medal fighter in underground boxing matches.
Datou heard movement behind him.
When he turned his head.
I found that the alley retreat behind me had been blocked by airplanes.
The plane held a machete in his hand and looked at the big head with a sinister expression.
Zhang Jicong gestured to the plane, and the plane shook its head, indicating that there was no ambush and that Yang Tian came alone.
"I want to join the Hammer Gang, what kind of certificate of nomination is needed?" Datou asked, knowing the rules of the world.
Zhang Jicong felt happy.
Are you so famous now?
There were actually people who took the initiative to come here.
"It's easy to talk about. Let's go and have supper together first." Zhang Jicong waved and smiled proudly.
Datou shook his head and refused: "Brother Cong, I think it's better for me to be invisible now."
Zhang Jicong thought for a while and agreed with Datou's opinion.
If this guy could be spotted by Matilda, he would be a real bitch, so he quickly thought of a vicious plan.