"Boss, it's time to get up and have breakfast." Hong Mao practiced for a few hours and became energetic again. He called Ren Xiaoyao to have breakfast as usual.
Ren Xiaoyao woke up, looked at his watch, and saw that it was already past seven forty, and shouted: "Oh, no! You're going to be late!"
Ren Xiaoyao put on his socks and shoes as quickly as possible, grabbed a coat and rushed out.
Hong Mao scratched his head and looked confused: "Late? But, boss, today is Saturday, don't you know?"
Ren Xiaoyao stood motionless in a running posture, then slowly turned his head and asked: "Hongmao, are you sure today is Saturday?"
"Of course, boss, will I still lie to you?" Hong Mao said with an innocent look.
Ren Xiaoyao rolled his eyes, jumped over ten meters and lay down on the bed again, sighing: "Why did I forget that today is Saturday?"
He waved his hand to stop Hongmao who was about to speak, and then said: "I know, Shunzi and the others have captured a few poor children and come back, right? Then let's go and see these lucky guys. Forget about breakfast, I can't eat it.
There’s no difference in eating it.”
Arriving in the basement, Shunzi and other elder brothers were interrogating three men.
The three people who were captured by the Hongmen Knife Society, "Brother Rong", Ah Wei, and a small leader are being tortured.
Ren Xiaoyao walked up to the three of them, looked at each one carefully, and finally stopped at "Brother Rong" and said: "Sir, you must be the leader of the people who came to invade our Longxiao Gang this time, right?"
The three snorted and turned away without speaking, but they thought in their hearts: "'Long Xiao Gang'? Why not 'Ten Streets'? When did such a gang appear in City A? Is our intelligence wrong?"
"Boss, these three people are quite men. We used several punishments, but they refused to say a word." Scar explained to Ren Xiaoyao, and then yawned.
After all, they are still ordinary people. The fierce fighting all night has already exhausted them, and now they can hardly hold on.
Ren Xiaoyao nodded in understanding and said: "I understand. You guys go to rest first. I can do it here by myself."
The elder brothers responded and went back to their rooms.
Ren Xiaoyao turned to "Brother Rong" and said with a smile: "Brother Rong, can you tell me about the plan of your Hongmen Swordsman Association?"
"Brother Rong"'s face changed drastically. How could he be sure that his name was "Brother Rong"? How did he know that he was a member of the Hongmen Sword Society?
"Hongmao, untie them." Ren Xiaoyao pulled up a chair and sat down, folding his hands on his chest and crossing his legs.
Without saying a word, Hongmao stepped forward and loosened the nylon ropes for the three people tied up. "Brother Rong" and the three of them looked at each other, their eyes full of surprise and ecstasy.
The boss of the Longxiao Gang in front of me seems to be a gentle man, but now he wants his subordinates to loosen their bonds. Aren't you afraid that they will revolt and take him hostage?
Or does he have great trust in the strength of the red-haired man next to him?
No matter what, this is an opportunity, you must seize it!
As long as they can catch him, they can escape, and maybe they can coerce the Longxiao Gang to become a dog of their Hongmen Sword Club. Although they lost more than 500 people this time, it also proved the value of the dog, right?
At that time, their contribution would be great. Presumably the sect leader would let "Brother Rong" take charge of the affairs of Province