Ren Xiaoyao's body shook again, and Heihu felt pain in his wrist. The hand holding the gun had been broken by Ren Xiaoyao, and the pistol fell to the ground with a snap.
Ren Xiaoyao pinched Hei Hu's neck with his right hand and held it in the air. He raised his foot and kicked up the gun that Hei Hu had dropped on the ground and took it into his hand.
Ren Xiaoyao just carried the black tiger, kicked open the box door, raised his gun and blew up the loudspeaker that was making a huge noise, and the noisy lobby gradually became quiet.
Members of Shitiaojie gathered around and glared at Ren Xiaoyao, while the men and women who came to have fun huddled behind to watch the fun, but no one called the police.
It's very simple. This is not the first time they have seen this kind of gang fight. Usually no one will do anything to gangs fighting gangs. After all, they are patrons of nightclubs and the bread and butter of gangs.
Ren Xiaoyao held up Black Tiger and said: "I, Long Xiao, announce to everyone that from now on, I will take over Shitiao Street. The boss of Shitiao Street is no longer Black Tiger, but me, Long Xiao."
Seeing that their boss was in the hands of "Long Xiao", the people in Shitiao Street were reluctant to act rashly. For a moment, they didn't know what to say or do, and they all seemed to be mute.
On the contrary, someone among the customers shouted: "Why do you take over Shitiao Street? What are your abilities?"
"That's a good question! But I also want to ask all the Shitiaojie brothers here, what is your usual income?" Ren Xiaoyao saw the humanity of the questioner clearly.
A young man who looked to be under twenty years old said proudly: "We ordinary brothers also have a monthly salary of more than a thousand yuan, and we can usually eat, drink and have fun in our own place without spending any money! As for the little ones in Shitiaojie,
With my wife and several elder brothers, my income will be even higher!"
"So, I wonder how many ordinary members there are in Shitiaojie, how many juniors, and how many big brothers?" Ren Xiaoyao then asked.
"There are more than three hundred ordinary members, ten juniors and three big brothers." Someone in the crowd replied. Ren Xiaoyao took a look and saw that he was still the young man.
"Very good! In total, the monthly salary allocated to ordinary members, including food, drink and entertainment, is about 500,000. The salary of the little ones is ten times that of ordinary members, which is almost 200,000. I don't know.
Does anyone know how much money can be earned in a month just from this 'sad and happy' thing?" Ren Xiaoyao said loudly.
A fat man replied: "More than two million."
At this time, some people in the crowd started to boo: "Why are you asking these questions? Tell me why you take over Shitiao Street?"
Ren Xiaoyao laughed loudly and said: "Don't you still understand? The profits from 'Sad and Happy' alone are enough to support you members of the middle and lower classes. How many sites and places are there in Shitiao Street? Those millions and tens of millions
Where did the money go? Yes, your life has been very good, but do your income match your efforts? It was Black Tiger who conquered this territory, but how many brothers did Black Tiger sacrifice in vain?
How many good brothers have been used as cannon fodder by Black Tiger? How could Black Tiger be so virtuous and capable that he actually enjoys your blood and sweat?"
Heihu, who was being carried by Ren Xiaoyao, was trembling with anger after hearing this. In order to seize these ten streets in Dongcheng District, he used elites from more than a hundred gangs as bait to lure away the main force of the Tianya Society, but he led the two hundred main force.
These ten streets were occupied, but all the more than a hundred elites died.
Black Tiger was indeed a man of great talent and strategy, but this incident aroused dissatisfaction among many people, but no one started the conversation first, so there was no civil unrest in Shitiao Street.
Now that the old story of "Dragon Roar" has been brought up again, it will inevitably shake many members of the gang.
"As long as everyone accepts me as the new boss of Shitiao Street, I can guarantee that 50% of all the gang's income will be used as the wages of the middle and lower class brothers, and most of the rest will be used to develop our power. As for me, I want
Not much.”
"Do you want to be the boss just based on this 'guarantee'? If each of us can guarantee it, can we all be the boss?" asked the young man.
"Hmph!" Ren Xiaoyao sneered, and the huge energy of the Dragon Roaring Technique surged into the black tiger in his hand. The black tiger didn't even have time to scream, before it exploded to pieces, and those who came close were covered in bloody beads.
Meat, many people bent over and vomited.
"With my strength!" Ren Xiaoyao said loudly with murderous intent in his eyes.
Someone took the lead, and immediately those who responded gathered.
"Come a few people, get rid of the dead ones, give each of them 300,000 yuan in pensions, and clean this place. Dear friends, please continue to play, our Shitiao Streets will provide you with more and better things.
Service!" Ren Xiaoyao immediately began to exercise the power of the boss.
"Oh woo..." The guys and girls started squirming again in the loud music from the prepared speakers, and they got even crazier...